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Chapter 6

Roxas' breath caught in his throat and he stopped sobbing. Axel had followed him. Roxas sat there, frozen to the cold floor. Why would Axel follow him? He banged his head against the wall again, trying to knock some sense into his brain or shake loose one of the overheated emotions he was feeling. It was too much, the blonde couldn't take it. He wiped his face again, sniffling quietly, trying not to make much noise. He got slowly to his feet, grasping the wall for help to stop the spinning of the dizzy room. Eventually he got both his feet planted firmly on the ground, and he let go of the wall. He reached slowly for the lock with a shaky hand, trying to calm his nerves by taking deep breaths that lingered in his lungs.

He unlocked the door and pulled it open, moving painstakingly slow. His breathing quickened. He closed his eyes, and attempted to quell the raging hunger in his chest. Roxas took a step forward, emerging from the darkness of the stall into the frigid sunlight that filled the rest of the room. He looked up at Axel, his face red with the tears of obvious yet unspoken joy. Oh, god, this boy was beautiful. And he wanted Roxas.

He stood there, frozen solid, like a roughly hewn block of ice with a burning wish, a not-so-hidden dream, one that was feeding his underfed heart. He felt as if he would soon melt; whether it be with disappointment and rage, or from the heat he and Axel would create. A new feeling raveled itself in with the existing sensation in his chest, one that also spread to his mind. This one was insistent, and wouldn't stop for anything. It screamed for him to make contact with the boy. To touch him. To hold him. To kiss him. To let the boy lower him to the ground, and take him under completely...

Roxas shivered, and took a small, hesitant step towards Axel. He kept his head down, though his eyes would not move off of the red-head. He said quietly, voice choked with the tears that were waiting silently to be shed and the tears that were staining his normally pale face, "I-I'm sorry. I feel so stupid..." He stopped, and let out a ragged breath, thinking of how badly he wanted Axel right now. "Why did you follow m-me? Why are you here?" His hands were balled into fists, ready to fly at the boy if he dared say it was all a joke. Axel would be his, whether he liked it or not.

Roxas stood, staring at the boy with all his feelings in his blue eyes; anxious anticipation, full of rage, excitement, happiness, craving, barely being able to hold back his feelings any longer. His skin was slightly sticky with sweat, and his hair was even more messy than it usually was.

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All the redhead could hear once he entered the bathroom was the sound of sniffling coming from one of the stalls. Just the thought of that being Roxas made his heart clench with worry for the boy, had he said or done something wrong? Roxas had looked so happy only moments ago. He watched as the door to the last stall slowly opened and felt his heart speed up again, waiting for the boy who had been plaguing his mind to show himself.

He looked upon the tousled boy who had just stepped out of the stall and would have been completely aroused at his disheveled appearance had it not been for the tear trails on the boy's face. His eyes immediately filled with worry when he noticed fresh tears falling from the boy's eyes and took a step closer. Axel had to restrain his desire for the boy but the way he looked at the moment just made Axel want to push him against the bathroom wall and kiss him feverently, he felt a slight blush grow upon his features again before pushing the thoughts out of his head.

He needed to find out what was wrong first. He heard the boy apologising to him and blinked to himself, Roxas hadn't done anything in the first place why should he be apologising? But as suddenly as he had said that, the manner in which he spoke changed. Roxas seemed to demand why Axel was there, why he had followed him and the redhead could take it no longer. He walked a few steps forward so that he was in front of the boy and gently reached out with his hand, wiping the tears from one eye away with his thumb and then moving onto the other.
"I came to see if you were alright." Axel froze for a moment, wondering if he should voice what he was thinking to the boy. He didn't see the harm in it and he needed Roxas to know how he felt. Looking down into watery blue eyes, Axel smiled gently before continuing softly. "Also...I just had to see you again."

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Roxas' knees nearly failed him when Axel touched his cheeks ever so lightly, wiping away his worries and doubts. The blonde leaned into Axel's caress, brushing his cheek against the warm palm of his hand. His words; so simple, direct, and endearing, made a few new tears run down his face again. He held his breath for a second, then something amazing happened.

He smiled. A true, genuine, apologetic smile; the first real smile he'd been able to muster since before his father died. It had a hint of sadness in it still, but this faded quickly into a look of such deep desire that it would have scared the living shit out of Roxas if he was looking in a mirror. He laughed, a veil of maniacal giggles falling after it. He just couldn't believe it. Axel was actually standing here with him, and he was touching him. Axel was so kind and gentle, it felt wrong to Roxas. It felt like it should be a struggle, a fight over their feelings, an inner battle between his thoughts and feelings. But the blonde felt his crazed tears drying up, leaving the salt behind on his still-flushed cheeks.

He finally acted on his desire. Roxas looked up into Axel's eyes again, the noon-time horizon colliding in glowing red colors of desire and hunger. He reached up and tangled his hands in the red hair, pulling Axel's lips down to meet his waiting, eager kiss. The horizon was thrown into a whirl, until you couldn't tell up from down anymore. It was so simple, so invigorating, and so maddening. He pressed his lips eagerly against the sweet taste of the taller boy's mouth. He felt his knees give way finally, and he had to stumble forward, pushing the red-head into the wall with his body, in order to regain his balance. He may be small, but he had surprising strength right now, in a moment of high vulnerability and passion such as this.

Hardly aware of what he was doing, he brought his free hand to Axel's waist and placed it there, slowly tightening his grip, like he was afraid he'd fall to the floor. Still clinging to Axel, the blonde detached their wet lips and looked with surprise and quenched craving into the jade eyes. Oh shit. What did he just do? He smiled slightly, unable to help himself. "Uh... sorry." His sobs were gone from his voice, though his body still shook from overload. He was still pressed against that muscular torso, holding onto his waist, his fingers in the surprisingly soft hair. He didn't move. He didn't want to move.

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Axel smiled softly as he felt the blonde lean into his touch and continued to stroke his cheek lightly, wiping the fresh falling tears from his face. His skin was so soft and automatically he wondered what the boy's lips would feel like against his own. He felt his heart soar at the sight of the genuine smile on Roxas' face and broke out into a grin when the boy started laughing and chuckled a little himself, just so that he could feel connected with Roxas in any way possible.

As the laughter died down into giggles, Axel contented himself with staring down into Roxas' now happy face and couldn't get rid of the light headed feeling that he had. He closed his eyes softly feeling the blonde's hand slide through his hair before it clenched and pulled his face down to meet his lips. It felt as if fire shot between their lips as they expressed all their passion and desire for each other in that one kiss. Nuzzling his lips against the blonde's, he didn't notice that he was being walked backwards until his back slammed against the wall.

Axel's eyes jerked open in surprise when he felt Roxas' body press against his and barely restrained a gasp when the boy's arm encircled his waist pulling the redhead flush against him. He closed his eyes and felt the blonde cling to him as if pouring all his desperation into that kiss. Feeling the boy pull away, Axel opened his eyes again barely able to contain his desire for Roxas and heard him apologise. Feeling a smirk grow upon his face, Axel reached up and tangled his own hands into Roxas' hair and pulled his head towards him, crashing his lips against the blonde's.

He quickly spun so that their positions were reversed with Roxas now being pressed against the wall and lightly nibbled on the boy's bottom lip, seeking entrance into his newfound paradise.

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It was so intense, this desire Roxas felt, and imagined that Axel was feeling too. It was a roaring fire, kindled by their two souls, kept alive by the contact between their silky skins. Roxas was the boiling water, and Axel was the flame. Roxas was the clouds, and Axel the wind. The far-reaching blue skies mingled with the vast green plains. And it felt so good.

Roxas gave in to Axel's demands easily, willingly, his craving growing and spilling over into the red-head. It was amazing, their tight embrace, the feeling of being pressed between the cold wall and this hot body. Roxas let his hands explore said body, feeling every subtle curve and lingering on a spot just below his belly button. He smirked as Axel bit hungrily on his lip, and allowed the boy entrance into his mouth. Goodness, this was too good to be true. The blonde arched into the boy's body, sneaking his hand under Axel's shirt. He gasped for breath under the combined pressure of Axel's weight and his kiss, but he loved it. It was a crazy feeling, but Roxas believed that he loved the red-head. And it wasn't too hard to believe, with the intensity of the embrace and the lip-bruising kiss they were involved in.

The swirly, confused, tight emotion he held in his chest reached to the tips of every one of his nerves, sending him into a tingling frenzy. He felt his face turning red, not from embarrassment or tears, but from the heat between them. Roxas squeezed their bodies together even tighter, willing Axel to suffocate him under passion and need.

Roxas seperated their eager lips and breathed, "God, Axel... We shouldn't be doing this here. Someone could catch us." There was a hint of a dare in his tone, a silent taunting feeling in his voice. Despite this statement, the smaller boy moved to lay one, single, solitary, desperate kiss on the taller boy's neck. It drove him mad, to lay just one gentle kiss there, but he wanted to entice Axel. He hope that it would work, as he breathed heavily on the soft skin if the red-head's neck.

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