Breakfast turned out to be pancakes drizzled with syrup and butter. Axel dug right in, finding he had quite an appetite. Normally he didn't when he had a hangover but the effects of the drug Roxas had given him felt different. Roxas was sitting beside him on the bed, eating his own breakfast and Axel really wished he would go away. The silence was definitely creeping him out. Finally it was too much to bear.

"So why are you doing this?" He had to ask and Roxas looked up with a sad smile. It momentarily made him look angelic and Axel had to concentrate on the fact that he was mad at the blonde.

"I'm lonely too." Roxas said softly. "I'd been thinking about it a while but… I never imagined you felt the same way." Axel wished he could go back in time and lie about how much he was happy about his life. "And… look." Roxas pushed over his notebook and Axel frowned, flipping it open. There was the last picture in it from the bar. It was really very good, he noticed, managing to capture how sad he was at that moment. Then he flipped back through the rest.

"Um." They were all pictures of him. Laughing, talking, a quick sketch of him walking down the street, standing at the train stop. They were all beautiful and Roxas clearly had talent but… "OK, this is creepy stalker territory." Roxas laughed and Axel looked up at him, eyes wide.

"I've kidnapped you and you're chained in my basement. That should be obvious." Roxas pointed out with a smile and Axel rubbed his head. This was making his brain hurt.

"I assume that no one's likely to hear me if I yell? Although I'm going to be testing that." He had to at least try. Roxas laughed.

"Knock yourself out. Although not while I'm here, or I'll have to hurt you." Any other time Axel would have taken that as a joke. Right now he wasn't sure.

"Why didn't you just ask me on a date or something?" Axel muttered, annoyed. Roxas just looked at him a moment.

"You would have said no." Axel opened his mouth to protest and Roxas waved impatiently. "And if you hadn't said no I would have bored you. I'm not interesting like Demyx." Axel blinked at that. How long had Roxas been stalking him, that he knew the names of his friends? "Or witty like Marluxia or bitchy like Larxene… I'm just me. I spend all day trying to make a living at this farm and I draw sometimes. Riveting. No one ever notices me…" Roxas seemed very sad for a moment then shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I've wanted you for years and now I'll finally have you." He moved closer and Axel moved away, holding his empty plate between them. "Oh stop it. I do have a gun upstairs, I can get it if necessary."

"Fuck you!" Axel regretted the exclamation as Roxas smiled.

"No, that's what I want to do to you." Roxas suddenly slapped the plate out his hands and Axel cursed as it went rolling on the floor. "That'll be a bit of a mess. Oh well, the floor is wood." Roxas leaned in to kiss Axel then pulled back with a yelp as the redhead bit him. He grinned, eyes bright and didn't seem to mind his swelling lip at all. "Sexy. Do that again." Roxas grabbed at him and Axel ended up wrestling the smaller man a bit before Roxas whispered in his ear. "Are you going to make me get that gun?"

"…No." Axel growled out, fear knotting his stomach. He really didn't want Roxas to have a gun. Roxas kissed him again and this time Axel let him. It wasn't really a bad kiss although Roxas wasn't too practiced. The blonde drew back and sighed, stroking his hair with a strange look in his eyes.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered and Axel swallowed at the longing in those big blue eyes. "I wanted you to love me but anger is almost as good. You look so animated."

"I'm a guy. It's handsome, Roxas." Axel said in a very pissed off tone, making Roxas laugh. "And if you want me to love you you're doing it wrong." Axel didn't think he could ever love someone who was keeping him chained in his damn basement. Roxas paused for a moment then shrugged.

"I'll take what I can get." He started pulling away Axel's shirt and he almost started struggling again before remembering the threatened gun. Roxas seemed crazy enough that the last thing he wanted was for that to make an appearance. Taking a deep breath, Axel let the blonde disrobe him then winced as a warm hand found his limp length, slowly stroking him. Roxas leaned in to kiss him again and his shirt was startlingly real between them, rough on his bare skin. "Axel, relax and enjoy it. I don't want to hurt you." Roxas murmured, not getting much reaction from the redhead. "And this will hurt if you don't get into it." For a moment Axel was tempted to keep ignoring the unwanted touches. It wasn't hard, he wasn't going to get turned on by something this unwelcome. Then Roxas wouldn't be able to pretend it was anything but rape… but would the blonde care? He doubted it. Roxas was too far gone in his private obsession and Axel really didn't want to be hurting. Taking a deep breath, he looked into those big blue eyes and ran a hand through spiky blonde hair. Roxas really was very cute.

"Get that shirt off." He said gruffly and Roxas laughed, pulling off the denim shirt and stroking him again. Axel let himself react this time and impatiently pulled down Roxas' zipper. The blonde helped, pulling off his pants and then kicking them away. Underwear followed and they were both naked, exploring each other on the bed. Their eyes met and Axel almost felt sorry for Roxas. There was a kind of wonder in his eyes, an amazement that this was really happening. Then the blonde kissed him again and it was rough, demanding. Axel returned the harshness, running his hands roughly over Roxas' body and leaving behind red marks. The blonde didn't seem to mind a bit, arching into that attention and rubbing against him. Axel groaned softly as he felt that pleasant friction, the way their cocks slid against each other. "You want the top?" He managed to ask. If Roxas hadn't been so dominant in the situation he'd have tried to take the blonde as a matter of course, but right now Roxas was in charge. The blonde shuddered and Axel briefly caught a haunted look in his eyes.

"Yes." Roxas muttered and caught his lips for another bruising kiss. Axel was sure they were both going to be well marked by the time this was over. That was actually pretty sexy although he might regret it later. Roxas suddenly cursed and pulled away. "One second." Axel waited impatiently as the blonde found his discarded pants and pulled out a small bottle from the back pocket. The lube was cold but quickly warmed up as Roxas spread it over his fingers, reaching behind him to open the redhead up. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing there and Axel reflected that it was a little odd. Roxas didn't know how to kiss that well but knew how to prepare someone for anal sex? Although…

"Like this." Axel wasn't a huge fan of being on the bottom but he knew what positions he liked better. He shifted over so he was facing away from Roxas, to the side. The blonde hesitated a moment before figuring out what he was doing and kept up his ministrations, finding his prostate and making the redhead gasp. Roxas' other hand found his length and the combination of sensations was intense. "Anytime now." Axel said through gritted teeth and Roxas laughed before pulling his hand away and inserting something much larger and hotter instead. "Ah!" Axel had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. It had over a year since he'd been on the receiving end and he'd forgotten how good it could feel. Roxas began taking him in a quick, hard rhythm that made him glad he'd chosen this position.

"Axel." Roxas said breathily, reaching in front of him to stroke him with every thrust. It was hard to think of anything with that heat inside him and in front of him, but Axel turned his head and the blonde immediately caught his lips again. Axel bit him again and Roxas moaned in pleasure as he speeded his thrusts. The blonde came first, biting down on his shoulder in the moment and Axel gasped as Roxas squeezed him. The redhead came a moment later and had to struggle to get his breath back after the intense orgasm. "Axel." Roxas murmured again, nuzzling the back of his neck for a moment before slowly pulling away. Axel groaned at the empty feeling and shivered slightly. He hadn't meant to enjoy it quite that much. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Roxas said with a content sigh, reaching up to stroke his hair again. Axel smiled wryly before catching his hand, looking into deep blue eyes.

"I think I've gotten the idea, stalker." What could have been an angry comment came out as banter and Roxas laughed before planting another kiss on his lips. This one was more tender and felt awkward again, as if Roxas wasn't used to giving or receiving gentle kisses.

"Well, I need to get to work." He said reluctantly as he sat up. "There's plenty of things here to entertain you, but if you need anything just let me know. I'll be back for lunch."

"Hn, alright." Axel privately thought he was going to get bored quickly but he could always ask for books. And maybe a computer although he'd never get internet access. But it would be good just to be able to write. "See you later Roxas." Axel watched appreciatively as the blonde pulled his clothes back on. He privately thought Roxas was wrong… how could people not notice him, with his lovely blonde hair, blue eyes and muscular build? Although he was very soft spoken. Maybe that was it. Roxas' personality didn't make much of an impression at first.

Shaking away the speculation, Axel waited until Roxas was gone to get dressed and take serious stock of his prison. While it wasn't unpleasant down here he very much wanted to get out. Roxas had to be nutty to do this in the first place and he didn't trust that the gun was going to stay upstairs. And what if someone started looking for him? Axel was glumly certain it would be months before anyone realized he was gone, but his friends might eventually notice. Maybe. If they thought he just wasn't being lazy about updating his Facebook.

"That's just depressing." Axel muttered to himself as he explored the basement. On the way he picked up the discarded plate and shook his head at the maple syrup on the floor. "Yick." That took only a few minutes to clean up though and soon he was exploring again.

Axel thought he was in some kind of farmhouse. Roxas had mentioned a farm and the building felt old to him, old wood and very solid. There was a small window set high in the wall letting light into the room and when Axel peeked out it, he could only see grass and a fence in the distance. Rural but possibly quite close to the city. There were plenty of farms within a thirty minute drive of his home. If he could break out the window maybe, maybe he could fit through it although it would be quite a squeeze. Axel shook his head and glanced at his wrist. The chain there was the first thing that needed to go.

A half hour spent tinkering with the padlock taught him that as far as picking locks went, he was a hopeless incompetent. Sighing in annoyance, he checked the point where the chain met the wall and frowned. Axel could see that the chain had been soldered very firmly in place on a loop that was set very, very firmly into the wall. Still, maybe that could come loose. Bracing his feet Axel tried to pull the ring free and only ended up with hurting hands. Maybe it could be done but if so, it was going to take a while.

"Maybe I could dislocate my thumb?" He examined the chain on his wrist again and decided to save that as a last resort. It would hurt like hell and he wasn't even sure it would work. His hands were really pretty big compared to his wrists. "Damn." It looked like he was going to be here for a while. Axel shrugged and set to work on the loop until his hands felt raw and sore, then finally went to play some video games. He couldn't let Roxas see him pulling on that loop anyway and he'd likely be back soon for lunch.

But he would get out of this. Somehow, he would find a way.