Thank you for the reveiws! This is a shorter one but perpare for major drama in the next chapter. I am talking about the OC on steriods... till then, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts

I sat in the shower for half an hour. Axel went on ahead to school without me. He kissed me goodbye and told me there was breakfast in the fridge before he left me in the bed. I came to accept the reality of my situation. It left me a little shell shocked for two hours when I woke up. The sun was out, drying the moist earth from last night's rain. I lay in bed and watched the sun move across the room. Once it got to the same spot it was on Monday, telling me it was ten in the morning, I got up and felt my way to the bathroom. My eyes stung from being so dry that I didn't open them more than I had to. I turned the tap to as hot as my skin could take.

The fridge had a McDonald's bag sitting in it. There was black sharpie letters in the front.

Dear Roxy,

I think that a good cry goes well with McDonald's…and there is ice-cream in the freezer,

Love Axel and Demyx.

They left me a breakfast sandwich and hash brown thing. It tasted pretty good cold. I opened the freezer and found a pint of sea salt ice-cream. I put the sandwich in my mouth and moved my breakfast to the living room. I set out my feast of junk food across the table and turned on the TV. There was nothing on but Oprah and soap operas. I went with Oprah. They started to give a new fat free toaster away to everyone in the audience and I turned it off. I didn't need to watch people get free shit when I didn't have dick shit. I put the half eaten ice-cream container back in the freezer and threw out the fast food containers. I stood in the kitchen for a few minutes. I couldn't decide what I would do first. It was a moment where nothing seemed interesting or necessary. I felt stuck. There was nothing to push or pull me forward. I was lost in the stillness of my disparity. What could be worthwhile when I was doomed to fail? I could feel tears welling up again. My arm wiped the wetness from my face and I caught something in the corner of my eye. It was Axel's acoustic guitar.

I spent the whole afternoon writing. I didn't know much about the music end of things but I found sheet music all over the house and used it to base the rhythm and timing so that I could develop the song. I continued this all throughout the day. I sat on the deck and strummed the tune and rhythm for the new words. It got windy after three and I moved inside. I was feeling much better by the time Demyx came home, although it might have just been the fact that I was distracted from my depression. He had two grocery bags in his hand and his iPod in his ears. He took down the hood of his black jacket and realized I was in the room.

"Roxas! How was your day?" he greeted me. His happy attitude was annoying me a little but I put up with it.

"Fine, I guess…" I shrugged and turned for the living room. Before I could escape, he asked me a question.

"Goya or yakitori?" he asked, holding two microwaveable meal boxes.

"Don't you cook?" I asked back.

"Nope, I'd rather go play my guitar," he answered, "Goya or yakitori?" I pointed at the dumplings. Demyx put the microwaveable dish in the microwave and put rice in the cooker.

"I wrote some songs today…" I piped up after a few minutes of sitting at the kitchen table watching Demyx. He looked over at me and smiled.

"Did it help?" he pressed the on button for the rice cooker and sat down with me. I nodded.

"On a different note, did you eat all the ice-cream?" he asked very seriously. I smiled and shook my head. Demyx jumped up and skipped to the freezer.

While supper was being attacked by radioactive waves, Demyx sat down and helped me with the songs that I had written. He even started to write out the music. The rice was five minutes from being done when Namine, Sora and Kairi arrived. Demyx ushered them to the table and put the Yakitori in the microwave so there would be enough food for everyone. I was not in the mood for conversation but having them there was nice. They didn't press me to talk all that much they mostly talked amongst themselves and with Demyx. They still had their uniforms on and had their book bags too. They must have just come over after school.

"Where's Axel?" Sora asked looking over the apartment.

"He's at work, he won't be back till tonight," Demyx replied. Namine gazed over at me. I knew she wanted to ask if I was ok but she already knew the answer and that it would be rude to ask. I looked at her and she smiled sympathetically. I shook my head in the direction of Sora. Namine's eyes widened and she shook her head frantically. It earned a tiny smile from me. She slapped my shoulder and I faked extreme pain. We had a nice meal together. They were here mostly to see if I had lived through last night. I think I did…

I stepped out of the bathroom and was face to face with a panicked Namine. She looked over her shoulder to make sure that no one was coming down the hall.

"He still hasn't talked to me…" she said defeated, "He hasn't even looked at me… Rox, I think something did happen. I can feel it…" I nodded in agreement.

"The best thing I think you can do is try and let it blow over," I recommended, "You guys are best friends, this shouldn't be that bad. It will be nothing in a few days, ok?" I gave her a hug and I saw Sora walking towards the bathroom. He saw Namine and me hugging. His face dropped and I tried to say something. He turned before I could even open my mouth. Whatever this was, it was no longer just affecting Namine and Sora. It could tear the whole group to pieces.

The papers were scattered around me as I slept, face down, at the kitchen table. I had continued to work on my songs after the trio had left. Demyx went in to his room to watch TV or something. Either way, I had not seen him in hours. I passed out around nine and had started to drool over the notes and words on the pages. Axel came through the front door and saw me at the table. He put his bag down and took off his shoes. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I snapped up from my slumber.

"Hey, I thought you might be dead…" he laughed. I shook off the fog and looked at him.

"I feel like it…" I replied. I was still not back to real life. I felt like there was me away from everyone else, living their life. Axel pulled me in to his arms. I wrapped my arms over his waist, anchoring myself to someone who was moving forward. If I held on long enough, maybe I could drift along with him. "Don't you think I'm damaged goods?" He looked down at me with an eyebrow raised.

"No, why?" he asked perplexed, "Do you?"

"Think you're damaged?" I thought Axel was the only person who had not been hit in this shit storm, why would he be damaged?

"No," he shook his head, "Think that you are damaged?"

"Well, I'm not one piece," I answered, "That's for sure." Axel squeezed me in to his chest.

"More of you for me to love!" he laughed but I just looked up at him. Love? Was that just part of the saying or did he mean it. It could have just been a slip of the tongue when he said the phrase. It wasn't like it wasn't popular. It just was never used on me. Being this skinny, I rarely got many fat jokes. He realized what he had said and let go of me. I was taken back by his reaction. Was it because I didn't say it back or because I made a big deal of it?

Axel was in the shower and I had settled down to watch TV. It was a primetime drama about a girl and her BF having to deal with teen pregnancy. Suckers… should have just gone gay. That was one problem that Axel and me never had to worry about. I don't think I could deal with having a uterus and having to decide if I should tell Ax that I love him at the same time. I did tip my hat to the girls though. They seemed to tough it out. I got disinterested in the story at the same time I heard the spray of the shower start. Axel was naked in the shower without me. Then I thought about the awkward moment a few minutes ago and decided that it would be a bad idea to jump his bones. But it still was an option. I needed to blow off some steam. I turned the TV off and marched to the bathroom. My shirt was off by the time I got to the laundry room. I threw it in Ax's hamper. I think if your laundry is in the same hamper in the laundry room that you shared, you could say the L word.

Axel had not closed the shower curtain all the way once I peeked in the door. The sound of the shower covered the noise of the door opening and closing. I peeled off my jeans and pulled off my boxers. The back of Ax's hair moved so that I could see it through the opening in the curtain. He let the water slick the spikes to his back. The red hair rippled over his strong back. I slipped through the curtains and kissed him on the shoulder. He jumped a little and then turned to me. I put my forehead in the middle of his chest and didn't look up. If I was going to say this, I don't think I could look up.

"I-I love you too…" I stammered. His hand was on my chin lifting my head. His lips crashed in to mine and he laid my back against the tile wall of the shower. He broke the kiss and his hands lowered to my shoulders, our noses still touching. If he had opened his eyes, I couldn't tell. Mine were still shut tight.

"I didn't mean…" he tried to explain, "I was just… I love you, Roxas. I didn't mean to scare you." I opened my eyes. Axel was so close. I guess I had gotten used to his lack of personal space. It was just a part of who he was. He leaned in for a kiss and I jumped on him, putting my arms around his neck.

We got settled in to bed. I was not that tiered but Axel was beat. He put his head on my stomach, causing his wet hair to seep in to my shirt. I thought he had fallen asleep when he pointed at my stack of paper on the night stand.

"How much did you write?" he asked. I lifted the papers and flipped through them.

"Too much," I looked at the scribbles, "I'll probably cut most of it out…" Axel touched the paper.

"Can I hear?" he asked quietly. He didn't ask to read them but hear them. I wasn't one for sharing, Axel knew this. He wouldn't ask if he wasn't truly curious.

"Ok…" I pulled out the one that had gotten the most attention all day. Demyx hadn't even seen this one. I was too nervous to try and sing out the words, they were just going to be said.

"If love is just a feeling

Did you feel it?

When you bled

Nothing comes to you

When it comes to daisies in the rain

You're just pushing for the next

Can you see the meadow?

It's filled with us

Just for you

We couldn't help you

In your pity parade

But I did rain on it

Can you see it?

Just for you

I'm such a pretty little flower"

The poetry was off the top of my head... I apologize for it's horribleness. Is Roxas getting better? Find out next time. Till then, Byebye!