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Saving Roxas

Chapter 7: All Yours

Axel's POV

They say it isn't safe to drive a motorcycle with one hand, yet here I am, doing just that. It's not that I'm intentionally putting myself in harm's way, it's just that everyone else was way too busy partying to bother with the passed out blond that is currently occupying my other hand. No one wanted to use their car to let him rest in until it was time to go home, so I had to take him home. I held his hand tight as he leaned on my back, and I drove as slow as the other cars allowed me to. I was slightly afraid I would take a turn too fast and he'd go flying off the seat, but thankfully that didn't happen.

I reached their house in record time, holding Roxas upright as I got off the bike myself. It was pretty late, and I was glad no one was able to see me as I hoisted the blond over my left shoulder. I was glad he was out, because if he was even slightly with it, he would have screamed his protest to this. I approached the door and used Roxas's house key, which I found in his pocket, to open the door and walk inside. I didn't flick on any lights since the window at the top of the stairwell let in enough moonlight for me to see clearly. I walked up the stairs carefully and down the hall quietly until I reached the room at the end of the hall. I opened the door slowly in case any squeaking of the door would alert Roxas, but I brushed that thought away. I bet he had at least a whole bottle of something real strong to even consider touching me again.

Guess Naminé is a waiting till marriage type.

I leaned forward, slowly removing him from my shoulder, but accidently dropping him on the floor.

"Shit!" I whispered furiously, but Roxas didn't stir. "How much did you have?" I questioned aloud. I picked him up and laid him down on the bed. I took off his shoes, dropping them beside his bed and removed his jacket. I pulled down the blankets of his bed and slowly maneuvered him under the sheets. I leaned back and watched him sleep for a moment. It was always something I had liked to do because the stress of everyday life never bothered him in his sleep. I ran a hand through his hair before pulling back and turning away. I walked over to the window beside him and kneeled on the window seat and pulled the blinds down, doing the same to the window on the other side of the bed.

"Your hangover will thank me later," I whispered. I walked toward the door and shut it behind me, deciding to go back to the hotel room instead of the party. Besides, Demyx and Zexion can bring Xion home.

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Roxas's POV

I rolled over and cursed at the sudden feeling of sickness in my stomach. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to force myself to return to sleep, but the shifting in the bed was too distracting. I felt a hand caressing my hair, but I didn't dare open my eyes for fear of the sunlight filtering through the blinds on the windows.

"Roxas?" I heard Naminé whisper softly, but I still didn't open my eyes. "Ready to get up?" she asked me gently.

"Uh… I'm not feeling too well…" I lied. I just wanted her to leave me alone so I could sleep, but suddenly thoughts of the previous night flooded through my mind. Now…it didn't feel like such a lie, but regardless, Naminé believed me.

"Then you just lie in bed until you feel better, all right?" she said, kissing me on the lips, but I didn't want her too. Her lips were soft and tasted like honey, but that wasn't what I wanted…not right now. "I'll see if Hayner can swing by and take care of the house work. I know he wanted to spend as much time with Seifer as he could, but those things need taken care of."

"Okay," I mumbled tiredly as she pulled the covers closer to my face.

"Maybe you'll be up for shopping for the wedding later," she said as she closed the bedroom door behind her. I pulled the sheets above my head and squeezed my eyes shut and willed sleep to come quickly. I wanted to be alone, but I also wanted to be held, but not by small, fragile arms, but by warm, strong ones. I didn't want soft, honey-tasting lips, but dry, cinnamon-tasting ones.

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Axel's POV

"Can you get that?" I asked Demyx as I took another bite of the hot pocket in my hands. He nodded, setting his down and walking over to the living room to grab my cell phone. I heard scuffling to my right and turned to see Xion pouring herself a glass of milk.

"Morning, sweetheart," I greeted, but instead of her normally cheerful greeting, she just nodded once. "Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly. She paused before turning on me completely and smiling widely.

"Nope! What gave you that idea?" she asked, forcing a laugh. I was hesitant to let her off the hook, but if she was anything like her mother, she just needed her space.

"All right…" I said hesitantly. Zexion saved me from the awkwardness when he walked in, holding an impressively thick book to his nose. Xion used that as an excuse to leave the room quickly to go hide in hers while I stayed in the kitchen. I leaned back in my seat and watched as Zexion moved around gracefully, getting his morning meal together while reading the book at the same time. He took a seat opposite of me, and I sighed. "She's too young to be avoiding me. Did I do something wrong?" I asked Zexion. He glanced up to meet my eyes before shaking his head.

"Axel!" I turned to the doorway as Demyx walked back into the room, handing me my cell phone. "Kairi wants to talk to you," he said cautiously. I took the phone and placed it to my ear.

"Hell~"

"You're a dick!" Kairi screamed into my ear. I pulled it away from my head and winced as Demyx tried to hide his laughter in Zexion's shoulder.

"May I ask why?" I asked after a moment.

"Oh, I don't know," she started mockingly, "maybe it has something to do with the fact you've been ignoring me for three hours, and then when I finally get a hold of you, you have Demyx answer!"

"I apologize, but I was incredibly busy this morning~"

"Bullshit," she interrupted. "Can you stop by today and help with some house work? Roxas isn't feeling well, Hayner is busy, and Naminé and I already have our jobs. It'd be a great help~"

"What about Reno and Rufus~"

"Already left," she explained. I sighed, wondering why they left so early. "Rufus had some really important emergency meeting and had to leave. Since he doesn't trust the horn dog that is my brother alone, he went with him." She sighed before asking, "Please?"

"Can't you get Sora or Riku to do it?" I pleaded.

"No, because Sora has to work double shifts, and Riku can watch Xion while he works, because I'm sure Demyx and Zexion can't be bothered," she pointed out. I thought for a minute silently. Demyx and Zexion were spending the day touring the town themselves, and I didn't really want to bother them with watching my daughter. Riku was trustworthy, and Sora wasn't going to be around. What's the harm in changing a few light bulbs and moving some furniture around?

"Fine, I'll be over once I drop her off at Riku's," I decided. I heard her cheer with Naminé in the background.

"Great! I'll call Riku and let him know!" she promised before promptly hanging up. I set the phone down and looked over at the clock. I stood up, placing my hot pocket on the plate and putting it on the counter. When I walked past Demyx, I smacked him across the back of the head for laughing, only to laugh myself when he was ignored by Zexion when he complained about his head. I walked through the living room and knocked lightly on Xion's door.

"Come in!" responded a muffled voice. I opened the door slowly, and Xion looked up from her school work and her eyes widened a little when she noticed it was me.

"Wanna wrap up your stuff? I gotta take care of a few things over at Kai's place, and since Dem and Zex are booked, I'm taking you to stay with Riku," I explained. She nodded curtly before returning her attention to her work. I paused before leaving and just watched her for a few minutes. She glanced up.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" I asked her, and she nodded. "You'd tell me if there was, right?" She nodded again. "Don't think you're doing me justice by not saying anything. It killed me when your mom did it, so don't you dare go doing it too," I told her sternly. She looked down sadly before I turned to leave. I licked my lips before walking closer to her. I crouched down beside her bed and looked at her for a minute. "I heard there's this small pizza shop down on 77th. Why don't I take you there tomorrow, and then we can get some ice cream and hit the arcade, huh?" I asked lightly.

"Yeah… Sure," she said with a slight smile. I stood up and kissed her head, feeling her cringe away slightly before leaving her room and shutting the door behind me. Something was bothering her, and I didn't know what it was.

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Hayner's POV

"I love you, Seifer," I said quietly, "but sometimes…you're such a prick!" I screamed, my calm face converting to one of pure malice. Seifer laughed as he leaned over me on the motel bed and kissed my neck. "Get away from me, you asshole….and let me go!" I yelled, fighting the tie that bound my hands to the headboard.

"I love your pet names for me, Baby," he said as he moved his hand to grab another grape and pop it into his mouth.

"Okay," I started, calming myself. "Will you at least feed me, fat ass?" I asked, and he laughed out loud.

"I thought you liked my fat ass?" he asked, while pushing a grape into my waiting mouth. "But not as much as I like your skinny one," he growled, forcing a kiss onto my lips. These were the times when I slightly wondered if I loved him or if I hated him. Still, this was way better than working on all that school work. My one friend offered to do my math work so I could spend the whole day with Seifer. "Shall I eat my breakfast with you or on you?" he asked me, and I just glared at him.

"Untie me now," I commanded, and he shook his head.

"Not until you say it," he said. I shook my head, because I knew if I said it, he would never let me go today. "Then you're staying like this. Let me go grab some chocolate syrup~"

"Okay!" I yelled loudly, and he smirked victoriously. "Fine… We can have sex your way," I mumbled quickly, looking anywhere but into his eyes. I could just feel his excitement at my allowance.

"Don't worry, love, you'll have fun," he said, getting closer to my ear. "Promise," he whispered as he licked my ear lobe. Oh, dear lord...

He released my hands, and I sat up, getting ready to punch him, but he stopped me with a passionate kiss. I pulled him close to me, and he kissed my neck a few times before pulling away. "Now, get on your knees!" he ordered. I sighed, rising from the bed.

Oh, Christ…

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Xion's POV

If train A leaves the station at 6:00 and train B leaves at 8:00, what time will…

I threw my pencil to the ground and let my head fall onto the book. Math was the last thing I wanted to think about. What I saw last night kept running through my head. I could barely keep it cool around my dad today, and he knew something was up. If I don't tell him what I saw soon, he might think I'm hiding being sick from him. Heck, he might think I'm showing the same signs as my mom and take me to the doctor…but how do I tell him that I basically saw him about to have sex with his alleged best friend?

Best friend with benefits it seems…

But how do I approach the topic? Maybe I was wrong, and Roxas just tripped in his drunken stupor and fell onto my dad in a really…suggestive…position… Ah, who am I kidding? There was definitely something there; I just don't know what it is! I picked up my pencil right as I heard the door to Riku's office open. I looked up and watched the tall male walk into the room and pour himself a mug of coffee.

It's not that I find anything wrong with gay people, but…he was my dad! He had my mom and me…

Or did he?

"Hey, Xion?" I glanced up as Riku sat beside me. "Since I've been cooped up in my office, and Sora isn't here to entertain, wanna take a walk and get some ice cream?" he suggested. "I may not be a champion entertainer, but I can try," he added with a small smile.

"Okay… We can talk and stuff since I know you aren't a shopper." I smiled lightly. I had a few questions to ask him about my dad and Roxas anyway. I needed to sort this out to the best of my abilities before I confronted my father.

"Just know you can tell me anything and my lips are sealed," he said, and I knew my dad must have mentioned his worry for me to him. I shrugged before standing up to go grab my coat and shoes. "I'll be down in a minute, so just hang tight."

I sat on the couch and began doing some math that really mattered to me. The math that would either prove to me Axel was my father or if my whole life has been a big lie.

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Axel's POV

"Good lord, Kairi!" I called out as I fell to the couch in the spotless living room. "You asked me to help pick up chore slack, not renovate the damn house!" I complained, and she sighed while fixing her hair in the sparkling mirror that I spent a whole hour cleaning. It was already 6:30 p.m., and I just wanted to go home, but they wouldn't let me just yet. Naminé walked down the stairs and stopped beside us, her face downcast.

"He still feels sick," she sighed. I knew she was talking about Roxas, and I was slightly worried, but I didn't let it show. "Maybe I should call a doctor?" she asked us.

"No," Kairi said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Axel can keep an eye on him while we're gone, right?" she asked me. It took a few seconds before what she said truly sank in.

"M-Me? Watch him?" I asked, shocked. They trusted us alone together? Wait, they didn't know my secret desire to screw his brains out. Act cool, damn it! "I could, but what about~"

"We'll stop by Riku's and drop Xion off with Demyx and Zexion when we're sure they're home. We'll be out for a while, okay?" Kairi said as she put her coat on. "The store we want is a city over."

"Thank goodness they're open 24 hours," Naminé said, still looking slightly worried about Roxas. I watched them leave before Kairi called over her shoulder for me to make some food for myself and Roxas. I hear the door shut and the car start up and pull away. I stayed in my seat for a few minutes, just letting the fact that I was completely alone with Roxas sink in. He couldn't run away from me here, now could he? I stood up, because I realized if I wanted to, I could run up those steps, lock the door, and finally get a straight answer from him for once. Instead of the more direct approach, I went to the kitchen and made some soup.

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Xion's POV

"Two please," Riku ordered at the small ice cream stand. We were in the down town area of the city taking a calming walk. We talked a little about how he and Sora came to be and what he does for a living. I asked him a lot about Sora and him since Reno and Rufus never told me too much about how they got together. Riku was much more open about it, thankfully, and I was gathering perfect information, but now it was time to ask the big question.

"Hey, Riku?" I asked as he handed me an ice cream. "What were my dad and Roxas like in high school?" I asked him. We walked, and he thought to himself quietly.

"At first…they totally hated each other," he started, and I can safely say that the answer he gave me was unexpected. "Slowly though, they became friends, and right as everything was safe, Roxas had to move here," Riku explained.

"I see…" I said slowly as we walked. I didn't know what to say as I absorbed what he told me. It didn't seem like they were friends or anything else, but…what about last night?

"Come on; I know this really cool spot at the pier to watch the sun set. Sora loves the place."

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Axel's POV

I knocked lightly on the closed door I knew was Roxas's room. I spent a full hour eating most of the soup and thinking about what I was going to ask him, but the first test was getting into the room. Roxas didn't know I was staying here, so he must think I'm one of his friends, or maybe Sora. I heard him respond, and I slowly opened the door. I spotted Roxas sitting at the window seat of the room, knees drawn up to his chest as he stared out the window quietly. He turned to look at me and his eyes widened a fraction before returning to the beautiful view.

"Well, if you're hungry, I made some soup downstairs," I started slowly. I didn't want to scare him as I walked closer to him. He was dressed in sweat pants and a black tank top. His blonde spikes looked as if a brush hadn't touched them all day.

"I'm not really hungry, but thanks anyway," he mumbled into his arm. He refused to make eye contact, and I knew something was bothering him…something that wasn't at all connected to my presence.

"Something bothering you?" I asked him as I closed the door, leaning on it.

"No, so why don't you get out?" he bit out venomously. I paused, debating whether I should or not, but chose to stay.

"Don't lie to me, Roxas," I said quietly with humor in my voice. He never told me anything, but he never really wanted to anyway. "Come on~"

"Look! I don't want to talk to you right now. That pestering shit might have worked on someone else, but it just pisses me off!" he yelled suddenly, jumping up to glare at me. "I wish you and your daughter would just go the hell away! I was finally happy until you decided to show up in my life again, so just…" He didn't finish and turned away from me with a huff. I assumed he wanted me to leave, but what he said upset me.

"Well, shit, Roxas," I started out, "I didn't mean to ruin your life with my presence. Sorry that I just had to ruin everything by breathing!" I yelled. He turned around to face me. "Had I known what a little bitch you still are, I probably would have never come here!"

"Oh, I'm a bitch?" he asked me daringly.

"Hell yeah! A little Diva who thinks the world revolves around him," I added viciously.

"How long did you wait before you found her?" Roxas screamed. "I bet a month at the latest; y'know why? Because all you are is a stupid, horny bastard!"

"How long did you wait? A week before you let Naminé fall all over you?" I fired back. Roxas paused, looking down sadly.

"I doubt you yelled at her like this," Roxas said so softly, I almost didn't hear it. He slowly returned to his window seat and curled up. "I bet it was all peaches and cream with your wife and daughter…"

"She wasn't my wife," I said suddenly. Roxas looked up suddenly at my declaration.

"Don't screw with~"

"I mean it. Jessie and I were not married. I did not have a child with her when I was fourteen, and I just met up with her after you left. I may have been a fucked up kid, but I wasn't that stupid," I explained. His eyes were trained on me, looking for any sign of a lie, but I was telling the truth. "She was in my math class at college. I met her when I was working at Marly's pizza place," I explained, thinking back to the day I first talked to her.

Four years ago

"Axel!" Marluxia's dad yelled. "Go around and see if things are okay at the tables!" he ordered. I grabbed my pad and paper before checking on the tables. Working here was not something I wanted to do, but it was what I had to work with. I turned to the table in the corner of the room and spied a pretty girl with long, black hair. A small child, no older than four, sat across from her with a coloring book, eating a few bites of a cut up pizza. The young girl showed her a picture and when the black-haired girl looked up, I recognized her immediately.

It was that girl form math class…um… Jessie.

I walked over quickly and glanced at the school books on the table and noticed the young girl looked much like the older one.

"Hello, I'm Axel; is everything doing okay here?" I asked. Jessie looked up and smiled as the little girl clammed up and looked away.

"Yes, everything's fine," she said with a light smile. The bags under her eyes showed how tired she was, and I felt bad. I was about to turn and leave, but I paused.

"Having trouble with number 54 on the homework?" I asked. She looked up suddenly, confused as to how I knew, when realization dawned on her.

"Uh, yeah, actually," she started, embarrassed. "You're pretty good with math since you always have the highest score. I'm only taking this for the credit," she explained.

"Most do," I said. "Want some help?" I asked her. She nodded, moving over in the booth, and I sat there and looked over to the little girl. "I don't think your little sister there likes me," I said quietly. She cocked her head to the side before laughing lightly.

"Oh, no! She's my daughter, Xion," she said. I paused from meeting her eyes again. "She doesn't do too well with strangers," she explained. "Xion! Be polite; this is Axel from my math class," she told the small girl. She looked so much like her mother when I saw her small face completely. Something inside me stirred at her words. "No father or anything. I'm raising her on my own, trying to understand my math homework!" She laughed slightly.

Present

"When I looked at her after she told me that, I only thought of the parallels to my childhood…how I was born and raised," I explained.

"So? Didn't mean you had to~"

"She knew about you, too," I spoke quickly, causing him to jump in surprise. "Yeah, she did…always wanted to meet you too."

Four years ago

"I was thinking," Jessie asked as she looked at the picture in her hands. "Maybe next month we could go meet this~"

"I already said no, Jess," I explained, plucking the picture from her hands.

"Why not?" she asked me. I sighed before turning to her again.

"I can't see him…not yet," I explained. She huffed, folding her arms over her chest.

"Then how about just Xion and me?" she suggested, and I sighed loudly while she just smiled.

"You're impossible, you know that? This is worse than that time we went to the movies and you kept pointing out every guy in the theatre, asking me if I was attracted to them," I told her. She laughed happily, coming over to hug me tightly.

"Promise me we will one day, okay?"

Present

"I didn't want to face you," I explained. "I wasn't ready to be with you yet. Corny as it sounds, I wanted to be stable. I wanted you to have a better life than what I could provide at the time. I wanted to make sure you were provided for… I wanted to be the man I should be and give you the life you deserved." I explained. "I never forgot our promise, but it seems to me like you~"

Roxas jumped up and reached into his shirt and pulled out a long silver chair with two rings on it. They glistened in the lamp light and the setting sun and stunned me beyond belief. Roxas was looking out the window, and I knew he was close to tears just by looking at him.

"I never forgot about the promise, Axel," he said quietly. "Not once," he whispered as his voice cracked. I looked at the ring I thought I lost all those years ago as it hung so perfectly around his neck. "Never has this necklace left my body, because I was afraid that if I did take it off, I would have finally given up on you," he choked out. I took a step closer to him, but he only took a step back.

"Rox~"

"I never wanted to give up on you, and I thought that you had moved on," he cried. I watched a tear fall down his face, and I felt my heart break. I hated seeing him cry, and knowing I'm the cause is ten times worse. I took a step forward, trying to get closer, but he took another step back, trying to get away from me. "I fended Naminé off for three years, but I just snapped one day. I thought that maybe if I did, you would come for me," he cried harder. I kept walking forward until he fell onto the window seat, sobbing. I kneeled in front of him and grabbed his hands and held them, staring at the rings dangling on the chain.

"Roxas, I~"

"When you came here that day, I was so angry! I had finally found a way to make myself happy without you, but then you just waltzed back into my life. You just freely entered my life again, and I don't think that I should trust you. These feelings your presence invokes, or just the thought of you…it hurts," he cried. "So much, Axel! I'm afraid if I give in this time, you'll leave me again!"

"Roxas, never on the four years I was away from you did I not think of you or think that I didn't love you," I consoled him. "I missed you every day so much that it hurt. I would lie awake at night missing you so much, just thinking that somewhere you were smiling and happy. The memories we shared were my only lullaby," I told him, using my free hand to wipe his eyes clean. "God, Roxas," I sighed, gripping his hands so hard in mine, I was sure it was painful for him. "I love you and always will."

"I love you too, Axel," he whispered through his tears. I moved up suddenly and he moved down as our lips met in a longing, passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his thin waist and felt his cold hand weaving themselves into my hair. I pulled him up and held him close to me, not daring to break the kiss, but knowing that it must come to an end. His mouth still tasted of mints and sugar, and his lips were still so soft. I didn't want to pull away, but my lungs were burning, and I could only imagine how Roxas felt. I pulled away, and we both stood merely inches apart as we tried to regain our breath.

"You have…no idea…how long…I wanted to do that," I panted. Roxas smiled at me and kissed me again, deepening it when I opened my mouth for him. I struggled backward as I held him close to me. The shock of the fact that this was Roxas doing these things to me was making my legs feel weak and quiver like jelly. I fell down onto the bed and massaged Roxas's waist as he kissed me. I ran my hands all over him and realized what a nuisance clothes were becoming. "Roxas?" I asked breathlessly as he kissed around my face. I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, and he pulled away and looked me in the eyes.

"Axel," he asked quietly, leaning in close to my ear. "Make love to me," he pleaded. My eyes widened, and I practically ripped the shirt off of his body, running my hands all over him, touching all the sensitive places on his body I had locked away in my memory. I grabbed him and threw him down on the bed and kissed down his neck and covered his chest with butterfly kisses. The way he gasped and cried out was pure music to my ears.

"A-Axel!" he called out, only adding to the uncomfortable tightening of my jeans. I nibbled on his ear and kissed his jaw line. My shirt was already gone and my hand was slowly, tantalizingly pulling his pants down.

"Who else?" I questioned huskily. "Who else has touched you…?" I questioned, touching his hypersensitive skin.

"N-no one!" he responded quickly. He looked up at me through half-lidded eyes. I pulled down his pants and kissed down his body yet again. "No one but you!" he cried out as I reached my destination. "Please!" he pleaded.

I had never thought I would get into this position again, yet here I was, poised for taking and claiming Roxas as my own once again. I saw the rings hanging on the chain as it lay haphazardly beside him on the pillows. I grabbed it and held them in my hands. How many times had Naminé tried to hold my Roxas in this very bed? I moved up to his collar bone and bit down hard, causing him to gasp in pleasured pain. I kissed it lightly and watched my mark become prominent.

"You're mine," I growled, undoing my jeans. I stared down at Roxas's naked body. His flawless, pale skin…untouched by anyone's hands beside my own. His hair was even messier than before, and a light sheen of sweat covered his body. His looked up at me with hazy, lust-filled eyes, and I knew that he was truthful that I was the only one to ever claim him as my own.

"All yours," he agreed.

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Xion's POV

"Demyx? What was my father's relationship with Roxas?" I questioned. Demyx had been sitting on the couch waiting for Zexion to finish talking to his mother so they could watch the evening news. I only asked him because I knew he would give me honest, straight answers.

He also can't lie to save anyone's life.

"U-Uh, wh-what do you m-mean?" he asked, chuckling to himself, scratching the back on his head sheepishly.

"You know what I mean," I explained. I had to hurry before Zexion returned. When he was around, Demyx just redirected the questions to him, and Zexion was very good at lying.

"They were friends. Duh!" he explained, looking around the room.

"Were they?" I questioned, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"Y-yeah," he said. I stared him down. I knew he was lying, and he looked close to cracking. If I could get someone to tell me what they truly were, confronting my father would be so much simpler. "Um…" Demyx finally met my eyes, and he looked terrified. "Okay!" he yelled. I smirked triumphantly. "They were actually~"

"Why are you screaming?" Zexion asked as he walked into the room.

"Zexy!" he yelled, hopping off the couch to cuddle Zexion who stood awkwardly trying to figure out what was going on. "I missed you!" he cried. Zexion ran a hand through his hair gently.

"I was only gone a minute," he said embarrassedly. I looked away. Stupid Zexion ruining my chances. I guess I had no choice but to ask him myself. I watched Demyx sit down on the couch and Zexion curl up beside him, using his chest as a pillow. My parents never did that. Demyx ran his hand along Zexion's side soothingly, and I knew my parents never did that either. In comparison to most, my parents were like roommates!

"I just noticed," Demyx spoke up. "Where's Axel?" he questioned.

"Kairi explained that Roxas wasn't feeling well and asked Axel to watch him until they returned home later. Apparently Hayner is spending a week with Seifer in some silly motel," Zexion explained. "He'll be back later," he promised.

"Okay, well, if he were here, he'd say it was time for Xion to go to bed," Demyx said. I stood up and left the room. Knowing what I saw the previous night…what was he really doing with Roxas?

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Axel's POV

"She really said that?" Roxas asked me curiously. We were lying on our sides, facing each other under the sheets of the bed. "She really wanted to meet me?"

"Hell yeah," I went on, rubbing his bare body under the sheets. "With the way I described you, I'm sure anyone would have wanted to meet you," I said, kissing his nose. He laughed slightly, his blue eyes filled with delight.

"Too bad I didn't get to meet her though," he said sadly. "How did she die again?" he asked me.

"She had cancer…had it for a while, but she hid it pretty well. I never found out until she got sick at work, and I had to visit her at the hospital," I explained. Roxas looked down, easily identifying with that to when Yuffie got sick years ago. "She was really strong and very brave for lasting so long without hospitalization, but it had to happen one day. I hated bringing Xion there, but I knew she needed to spend time with her mother. One day though, Jess said she didn't want to die in a hospital and, against the rules, she was discharged to go home. She died a week later," I explained. I turned over to face the ceiling. The lights were off and the moon shone in through the window. I felt Roxas shift closer and kiss my shoulder.

"It's all right," he soothed, running a hand through my hair.

"She was my best friend, and then I had to take Xion in. She had always called me her father and she never really seemed to think that I was just some friend to her mom. I could never work up the courage to say otherwise."

"Do you ever plan on telling her?" he asked me, and I shrugged, pulling him to lie on my chest.

"One day, just not one day soon," I said, smiling. Roxas laughed and kissed my lips sweetly.

"I never realized how much I missed this," he explained as I rubbed his back as we lounged in bed after a couple rounds. "Just acting lazy, not thinking about anything but the present. Still, won't the others come back soon?" Roxas asked, and I shrugged, kissing him again.

"Don't you worry about their return, and just focus on not screaming too loud this time," I smirked as I claimed his lips, initiating round…

Y'know? I lost count.

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