Well.... I don't even know. I'm posting this story like so fast its not even funny. Enjoy 3

I don't own KH or the characters...


April 1 1933

Braig was cleaning off the bar counter when Saïx walked in with a paper. Everyone turned to him. It was 5:37 in the afternoon. It was hot and you could see people sweating through their clothes. Braig was wearing a simple white tee-shirt and Axel had to wear his leather-like uniform which wasn't to great. Braig turned on a bunch of fans to keep the customers content.

"Obergruppenführer Saïx. What are you doing here?" Xaldin asked and Vexen turned on his revolving bar stool.

"Yes, what brings you to this place?" He asked and took a shot of a drink.

"April first 1933, Hitler has boycotted Jews from owning stores and businesses." Saïx said in a monotone but he wore a smirk.

"But we eat here." Xaldin stated simply and Saïx gave a hard look.

"Superior's orders." Saïx said immediately.

"What if he stays the cook but someone else owns it?" Axel offered noticing Braig's panicked look.

"The only one with business experience is.."


"What?" Luxord blinked a few times as Axel and Braig stood at his door.

"They won't let me run my business unless a respectable German is running it. Can you do it for me?" Braig asked while scratching his back.

"Why can't Axel do it?" Luxord asked while rubbing his head since he had a hangover.

"Because, you ran a business before. I haven't." Axel said and Luxord sighed.

"Fine." Luxord said and Braig beamed and then Luxord paused.

"Why do you look so familiar?" He asked slowly.

"I'm Braig." Braig blinked and Luxord squinted his eyes and Axel smirked.

"Zexion's daddy." Axel replied and Luxord took a minute. "Messy blue hair, bright sapphire eyes. Short."

"OH! Sorry.. I'm a bit.. Hung-over." Luxord said tiredly.

"So you WILL do it right?" Braig asked and Luxord nodded and yawned.

"Sign these." Axel said and Luxord quickly signed over the papers.

"Starting tomorrow..." Luxord groaned and Braig grinned.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." He said and they shook hands and Luxord nodded slowly. He closed the door and as Axel and Braig were walking down the hall Axel slowly turned to Braig.

"If Saïx asks, Luxord agreed because he likes power. Not because we begged. He's not fond of us being nice to you guys." Axel sighed and Braig nodded.


April 2 1933

Zexion was sleeping right now. For some reason his dream was dark. He woke up gasping for breath. It was 4 in the morning and he didn't know why he was awake. For once Demyx slept in his own bed. Demyx loved cuddling up to Zexion but for some reason he didn't do it that night. Zexion stood up and loomed over Demyx and examined him. It was hot. The fan was on and the window was opened. Demyx was sprawled out on the bed with the blanket twisted and contorted around his body, not even covering most of him. He had shorts on, that's it. His chest was bare and he was sweating. Zexion chuckled softly. He has figured out why Demyx didn't sleep in the same bed he did.

Zexion walked out of the room and directly across the mini hall was his fathers room. His door was opened. His father's room was smaller than his and his brothers. Which was pretty tiny but Braig said that they should share the bigger room. If they didn't have the restaurant then they'd have more space for living. Braig was sprawled on his bed as well. His long hair was down and spread over the pillows. His chest, you could see that he was in a war with all of the scars. His was much darker than Zexion that was for sure. Zexion rarely left the place.

Zexion walked to the bathroom which was just a room over Braig's and walked in and locked it. He stripped from his t-shirt, shorts and underwear and looked at himself in the small mirror after starting the shower. He wondered when the next time he'd see Luxord was. He silently laughed to himself as he stepped in the cold tub with warm (more cold than hot) water pounding down from the shower head.

He let the cold trickles of water pound lightly on his chest and let the water run through on his hair with his slender fingers guiding it. He yawned as he massaged the shampoo in his scalp and felt at peace for once.

This is when he felt peaceful. During his showers. His time to think. Especially waking up without a single breath in his lungs.

Stepping out of the shower he saw the water made a puddle of water below his feet. He walked to the mirror and saw his damp hair brushed back. He let a soft chuckle of satisfaction escape his lips and he quickly dried his hair.

He walked into his room with the towel loosely on his hips. He opened the drawer and pulled on new underwear and shorts. He hung the towel over the door and laid down to get some thoughts running through his head for a while.


Since today was a Saturday that meant that Zexion and Demyx had to help out in the restaurant. This welcoming was quite different though.

Braig walked in with an indifferent look. Zexion was reading a book and Demyx was sleeping, cuddling with a stuffed bear that Adelle got him when he was 3.

"We have to work now?" Zexion asked, his gaze not leaving the text.

"Well... Kind of. But not yet." Braig said and Zexion raised his visible eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" He asked and closed his book, but not before bending the corner of the page he was at. He stood up and walked with his father downstairs. He helped clean for breakfast, both of them in just their shorts. Zexion turned on all of the fans and was confused about his fathers weird behavior.

Braig jogged upstairs to get dressed and Zexion walked to the kitchen to get something to drink. When Braig walked down he hugged Zexion and kissed his temple.

"I'll be right back, I need to get some food." Braig said and Zexion nodded slightly and Braig left the kitchen. "Lock the door." He called out and left.

Zexion walked to the dining area and pressed his body to the door to get it to lock.

He walked to one of the booths. Not just any booth... His and Luxord's booth. He took a sip from his apple juice and heard a knock at the door.


Luxord groaned as he got up. It was 5 in the morning and he's been sleeping since 6 from the day before. He knew he had to go to his new job. What was he thinking-- Luxord paused as a smirk crawled on his face. He flew into the shower and quickly got dressed and ready for the day to come. Making sure to dress nicely and combing his hair. Even though he barely had any to begin with.

He put in his earrings and stared at himself in the mirror. He let out a chuckle. He knew why he agreed. And his name was Zexion.

He walked out and slipped on his shoes. He walked to the stairway and walked down 3 flights of stairs outside.

The restaurant was only 3 blocks away. Not to difficult. He then realized why he didn't see Zexion for so long.

"Your mother is really beautiful. That explains so much." Luxord said and smiled and Zexion raised his eyebrow.

"What do you mean by that?" Zexion asked and Luxord looked around slightly embarrassed.

How could he say something that stupid? Suddenly, he didn't want to go anymore.

Luxord stopped in the middle of the sidewalk just to stare down at his feet. He inhaled. No, he was going.

"Hey Luxord." He heard a familiar voice call out cheerfully.

"Hi Braig." Luxord said and smiled.

"My son's are at the place if that's where you were going. I'm just shopping for some food." Braig said and Luxord nodded.

"Yes that is indeed where I was off to." Luxord said and smiled.

"Listen, I'm really grateful." Braig said and Luxord chuckled.

"Don't worry about it." He said and Braig smiled.

"Well, I'll see you later." He said and Luxord nodded and continued walking to the restaurant.

"Well.. Here goes nothing." He whispered and knocked at the door.


Zexion sighed. Why couldn't people read the door? It's not opened until 8, it's 7 now.

"We're closed." Zexion said and got up.

"I STILL can read." Luxord's voice said and Zexion's heart beat faster and he quickly opened the door. Luxord examined the door chuckling.

"I should really get a key made." Luxord said and his eyes fell to Zexion. He was shirtless and he wore shorts. His wet hair was slicked back and he could see his beautiful sapphire eyes perfectly. His chest wasn't built muscular but he was slowly forming some type of abs. He had a perfect figure for someone of his stature. Luxord blushed slightly and Zexion realized what he was wearing and turned red.

"Why are you here?" Zexion asked and Luxord calmly pushed the door opened and walked in. Zexion gave him a look.

"I own it." Luxord said smirking and Zexion's face fell.

"What?" He asked and Luxord nodded and closed the door.

"April 1st, yesterday. Hitler boycotted Jews from owning business so Axel and your father came to my house to ask me if I could run it. I agreed. Who am I to turn down this place? What would happen to you?" Luxord asked and turned to Zexion then a few seconds later blushed. "A-and your family."

"...Whatever." Zexion said and stormed upstairs angrily. Luxord sighed as he sat down where he did the first time him and Zexion talked. For some reason it gave him sentiment about what had just happened. Was it a good thing? He thought it was but Zexion seemed to be pretty moody.

He heard steps walking downstairs and Zexion was now wearing shoes and a shirt. His hair was back in his face like normal and he walked into the kitchen.

Luxord sighed.

What was Luxord going to do with this kid?

Zexion came out around 20 minutes later with scrambled eggs and bacon. He walked over to the table and sat across the way of Luxord.

"We could share... I didn't want to dirty two plates." Zexion blushed and Luxord smiled and picked up a fork.

"Thank you. I love eggs and bacon." He said and the two ate in peace.

"Why?" Zexion asked around 3 minutes into eating.

"Why what luv?" Luxord said and Zexion felt the butterflies in his stomach from him saying that.

"Why did you take my dad's business?" Zexion asked and Luxord smiled.

"Because it's either that or you guys won't get to have this place at all. Saïx is... He's rubbish." Luxord commented and smiled slightly.

"Well that's nice." Zexion said softly and Luxord, as if on impulse just blurred out.

"No I lied." Luxord said and Zexion raised his eyebrow.

"Ok then... What is it?" Zexion asked kind of angrily. "The fact of knowing you own Jews? Is that it?" He snapped and Luxord turned his head to the side. "That IS it isn't it?" Zexion growled and slammed down his fork and stood up. "You know, I honestly believed you for about 3 fourths of a second. Why would you tear this place apart? Is it so only you and your Nazi friends could come eat here? Is that it? I bet that's--" Zexion was cut off by Luxord's finger pressing to his lips. He laughed slightly.

"Zexion, those aren't the reasons why I took over this place." He said simply and Zexion shoved his hand away from him.

"Then what the hell is it!?" Zexion snapped.

"...So I could see you." Luxord said and turned around and sat back at the booth but let his legs rest on the full booth as his back was pressed to the wall. He looked at the ceiling calmly.

Zexion just stayed still. He didn't know exactly what to do. He felt like an asshole. He turned to Luxord slowly.

"..Listen... I'm so--" He was cut off by a whole hearted laugh from the Brit.

"Oh it's fine, kid. I know, I know. I should have turned down the offer. You probably don't care to see me but, whatever. Now your stuck with me. I signed a contract." Luxord said and Zexion climbed into the seat next to Luxord's.

"...I'm glad you took the job." He said softly and the door was unlocked and his father came in with bags. Luxord eyed Zexion hungrily. He wanted to feel the boys lips to his but knew that was bad. He couldn't. But he didn't know if all his previous alcohol consumption was playing tricks on him or if Zexion had the same look in his eyes too.

He did.

Zexion helped put the bags and such away and Luxord just examined the place. Demyx walked down after everything was put away, stretching and yawning. He had a baggy shirt with shorts on. His hair was kind of messy and all over the place. Zexion smirked at his little brother.

"Hello sleeping beauty." He said sarcastically and Demyx giggled as he rubbed his eyes.

"Hi people." He said and noticed Luxord. "Not to be mean but why are you here?" He asked confused and Luxord turned to Braig.

"Well Demyx... I'm getting kind of old and I needed someone to help me run the business when you kids can't." Braig lied. Oh how he lied. But Zexion didn't care. It was probably better that he did. What would Demyx do if he knew that the Nazi's were taking over that much. Luxord just smiled.

"Yes. That's exactly right. But don't worry. It'll be exactly like how it would have been, just with me here." Luxord said smiling and Demyx nodded with a grin.

"Dad, your not that old." He said and Braig laughed.

"Thanks for the sentiment son." He said and Demyx giggled.

"Anytime dad." He said happily.

Zexion stared hard at Luxord. Somehow he seemed amazingly charming. More than he usually did. He looked a lot more... Sophisticated.

Demyx was confused. He noticed Zexion and Luxord stole glances of each other. Demyx thought for a second and his eyes widened. Blonde hair. Luxord had blonde hair!! No, no. He couldn't like Luxord. That would be treason!

"Zexion... Could I talk to you upstairs real quick?" Demyx asked and Zexion turned to him completely oblivious.

"Uh, sure." Zexion said and followed his little brother upstairs. Demyx sat on the bed and motioned for Zexion to do the same. He did.

"Luxord." Demyx said immediately.

"What about Luxord?" Zexion asked not even getting nervous. What would the odds be that Demyx would find out about his crush on him?

"That's your crush. Luxord, he has blonde hair." Demyx said and Zexion's face turned bright red.

"N-no. Demyx, that's treason!" Zexion exclaimed and Demyx smiled and got up and kissed his brother's cheek.

"Well I think it's sweet." Demyx said and walked to the bathroom to take his well deserved shower.

Zexion sat in the room mortified. Why did he give Demyx the hint? He didn't know how Demyx would REALLY handle the situation.

He sighed and walked downstairs. He saw Braig talking to Luxord. Braig was behind the bar leaning on it with his arms crossed smirking and Luxord was standing a foot away from the bar with his hands in his pockets with a smile nodding.

"Zexion. Where's Demyx?" Braig asked and Zexion pointed upstairs.

"He's taking a shower." Zexion said and Braig nodded and threw a rag at Zexion.

"Well looks like your alone today with cleaning. I'm going to get the kitchen ready." Braig said and Zexion noticed the window between the bar and the kitchen was closed. Luxord walked over and took the rag from Zexion's hands with a taunting smirk.

"I could help." He said and Zexion blushed.

"Well if you want to you can." Zexion whispered not really meaning to. He was so surprised.

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say you like me." Luxord said and Zexion could feel his cheeks burn like they were on fire. He turned his head and then his whole body.

"W-why would y-you say something like th-that?" Zexion asked and shut his eyes tightly.

"Just a wild guess." Luxord said and started wiping down the tables. Zexion rushed into the kitchen and grabbed another rag and shut his eyes tightly trying not to cry. He was a mix between embarrassed and afraid. Two guys together, would never be seen. Especially a Jew and a Nazi. He didn't know what actions Luxord would take. Would he say something to Saïx? Would Zexion get in trouble? Would they kill him? A bunch of thoughts were running through his head as he wiped down the table.

"Zexion." Luxord called out with a laugh. "You haven't moved from that 5 inches of the table for a good 7 minutes." Zexion turned to him with his face red and nodded and cleaned a different part of the table. After about 10 minutes Luxord just walked over and started cleaning the same table since Zexion stayed on another 5 inches for that long. Luxord purposefully hit Zexion's arm and Zexion's head shot up and Luxord smiled.

"Don't be embarrassed luv." He said and stood up properly and walked passed Zexion and bumped their hips together and paused as he turned to him. "I like you too."

Zexion couldn't even begin to describe the feeling he had at the moment. He felt like he was a little kid who just got a love letter. He turned to Luxord quickly with a surprised look and Luxord just grinned and winked.