Summary: A one night stand with a certain silver haired prostitute to get away from current relationship problems was meant to be a one time thing. Axel didn't expect to be involved with him anymore, but things never work out in his favor. AkuRiku and more. Lemony~

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is rightfully owned by Square Enix. This is just fanfiction and has no relation whatsoever to the actual game.

A.N.: Here's yet another chapter as things are slowly being uncovered. Read and review!


I was at a complete loss for words. The man that was refusing to talk about our relationship together as a couple before was now clinging onto me like his life depended on it. My eyes were still nearly bulging out of its sockets because I was so shocked. Saïx was never the one to confront me first after a scuffle in our relationship.

"Why are you here?" I voice weakly. I kept my arms by my side, afraid if I made the slightest movement, I would ruin this once in a lifetime moment.

"I don't know," Saïx gruffly answered. "I really don't know..."

His hands gripped tightly onto my shoulders and his amber eyes looked up at me. They were helpless and seemed to be searching for an answer to my question within my own eyes. "I just..."

I finally gathered up the courage to hold Saïx a little more tightly. His words trailed off into silence and my forehead rested on the top of his head. "Go on," I encouraged, my voice becoming slightly hoarse.

Somehow my words of encouragement turned the bluenette away from me. He gave me a blunt push only to stubbornly back away slowly, crossing his arms.

"I, I don't know why I came here. I should go," he said in an agitated tone. His head shook from side to side, his body swaying back and forth, contemplating his decision of whether to actually leave or not. Saïx briskly turned away towards the open front door. My arm shook with bundled up nerves until it nearly bursted with action. My hand reached for the retreating male and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around and dragging him towards my chest. Saïx's arms and hands pushed against me, his voice grunting out his disapproval, but I held his waist tightly so he wouldn't squirm away.

"What, what are you doing you idiot!" he hissed out angrily, his body trying to shake me off from side to side. My hand smoothed up his back, his neck, and then my fingers tangled in his hair to keep his head straight. Saïx looked up indignantly, his amber eyes burning with frustration. "Let. Go," he barked out, his frown deepening and his nose scrunching upward.

His movements became more violent, arms and fists pounding into my chest. I coughed out, holding him closer in an attempt to further constrain his arms. He cussed out in anger, lisping out, "Fucking let go of me, I'm so fucking mad at you, I'm so-"

I bit my lip, not wanting to hear his hateful, hurtful words. I wish Saïx wouldn't say the things that he says, and I wish he would stop. So, with one forceful press of my lips against his, I stopped his words midway.

Saïx clearly was not pleased as his head turned abruptly to the side so that I had to force it back into place with a grunt. Instead, I pushed his head into a teeth-crashing kiss, making me swallow his whine and taste the first sign of blood.

His whine died out as it echoed in my mouth and I firmly kept him in place. Saïx's struggle died down as my head tilted more into our forced kiss, until his body was limp in my arms. I felt his lips slowly respond to my own with a gentle and submissive press. I widened my mouth and his followed suit, a noise from his throat slipping into my own.

I break the kiss slowly and Saïx looks up at me. His eyes warmed over and he let out a shaky breath through parted lips. The blue haired male glanced down for a moment only to look back up helplessly. "...Damn you," he hissed out before his lips roughly claimed mine. A set of teeth gnawed at my bottom lip in irritation and I grunted in pain against his viscious mouth.

A small knock on the door brought my attention from my boyfriend's violent mouth to the source of the noise. I looked to see leaning against the door, that was still open from the moment Saïx walked in, Riku.

"Am I interrupting something?" Riku asked innocently with a voice that was too sugar-sweet to be suspicious. His eyes, however, communicated something differently. They were icy, they were reproachful, and last but not least, were directed right at me.

"Who the hell are you?" Saïx asked, crossing his arms and his eyes examining the prostitute for the first time in his life. He then turned towards me with an inquisitive look. "Well? Who the hell is he?"

At this moment, I knew I was screwed. So, I knew I might as well stall this soon-to-be devastating conversation. "I think dinner is ready!" I suddenly exclaim, thankful that I remembered something to distract these two. Letting go of Saïx, I made my way into the kitchen, turning off the stove. I went to get three plates so I could start scooping the hot noodles onto each of them.

"Axel!" Saïx called after me as I began to scoop spaghetti sauce onto each plate. He walked in with heavy footing, probably already expecting the truthful worst. Riku walked in shortly after him, went over to me, glanced at the three plates, and stared at me with a questionable raise of his eyebrow.

"Dinner for three!" I exuberantly said, gathering utensils and setting them next to the plates.

"Fantastic!" the silver haired male forcefully said. A strong twitch in his eyebrow and a forced smile appeared on his face. "Good thing I brought expensive wine. There's plenty for two, but I'm sure there is enough for three as well."

His accentuation of some words did not fail to enter my ear and make me feel guilty. He nearly shoved the bottle of wine into my empty hands with that forceful smile, the bottle cold against my clothed chest. Riku took a seat at the table, tucking himself in hastily and brushing his neatly kept hair over his shoulder.

'Oh, yeah. He's pissed,' I thought worriedly. This night could possibly be the end of my life.

"Hey!" Saïx called again to get my attention. Before he got to asking any questions to fully destroy me, I led him to a chair diagonally across from Riku, tucking him into the table.

"I'm going to introduce you over dinner," I explain. I could already feel perspiration start to collect on my body from this stress as I situate myself directly across from Riku.

"Who is he?" Saïx asks now with more force, spitting the question between his clenched teeth. Of course my boyfriend was suspicious of this mysterious silver haired guest. Riku cleaned up amazingly with nicely fitting jeans and a black v-neck sweater. His hair was more smoothed out rather than spiky at the ends. He looked damn attractive enough to rouse jealous suspicion.

Now Riku's eyes trailed over to me, asking me, 'Yeah, Axel. Who am I to you?' His eyebrow quirked once more as he began to pour himself some wine in a glass, interested in the answer I was going to pull out of my ass.

"This is Riku. He's my roommate," I spit out.

"A roommate?" Saïx repeats in disbelief, his expression soon following it.

"I am?" Riku says inquisitively as he put his glass to his lips. Since I am sitting across from him, I easily kicked him underneath the table, him making a slightly pained face and coughing out a bit of his wine. "I am," he repeats more sure of himself, glancing at me with a flash of anger and then turning his attention to Saïx with a small smile and a forced chuckle. Riku then wiped his messy lips with a napkin giving me a sharp look.

"Why do you have a roommate? I thought you lived in a one person apartment, Axel," Saïx asked with anger just lining his voice. All I could think was that he was absolutely right. It was a poor excuse and I could do was choke out some noises that were supposed to be words.

"He needed help," Riku's voice piped up. My eyes searched him confusedly as he maintained a smile on his face. "He was short on money and I was looking for a place to live, so it worked out perfectly."

Saïx looked pensively at me as he processed this information. His lips pursed and I silently begged the heavens for him to believe this fabricated story that Riku created. "I didn't know you were short on money," he softly said, almost looking apologetic.

"We haven't spoken in a while," I quickly spurt out and I see a flash of guilt in his amber orbs. "Let's eat before the food gets cold."

Dinner was eaten in silence for the rest of the night, and I was thankful. Any more questions or accusatory stares might have ended horribly on my part. To calm myself at the end of my spaghetti dinner, I sipped from my second glass of wine.

"That was a good dinner," I commented after loosening up a bit. "And it's getting a bit late. I should be getting to bed soon." With those statements, I tried to hint that we should all be getting to bed. I stood up from my seats, ready to collect the dirty dishes.

"Yes, it was," Riku murmured appreciatively as he handed me his plate with fork. He looked at me momentarily, only to get up slowly. "I'm going to settle on the couch," he announced before giving me one last look. A look that promised me we would certainly talk about this situation later. Riku then left the kitchen, leaving Saïx and I alone.

"You never cook," Saïx commented right after Riku left the premises. I internally flinch as I grab his empty plate, noting how observant he is and how close he is to figuring out the REAL relationship between Riku and I. "Why now?"

"He's, he's a vegetarian. So, that makes him a little picky." I'm glad that this small piece of information that I knew about the prostitute paid off. I must have convinced Saïx as he made a small 'o' of realization. "So, now that we're alone...I think we should try to talk a little." I hovered over the sink a bit, dropping the dishes in there and turning on the faucet.

The blue haired male slowly rose up, walking over and standing next to me. "Talk about our relationship?"

"Yes," I clarify as I started to wash the dishes. "I know what I did was wrong. I didn't hang out with you a lot and it looked like I didn't care about you. So, I'm sor-"

"No," Saïx cut me off. As I'm absently washing my hands, I shift my gaze towards him. He bites his lip hard before I feel his arms wrap around one of mine. "I know I was too hard on you, and it made me mad that I was wrong."

"Huh?" I blink once, twice. Did I actually just hear my boyfriend say that he did something wrong?

"Or maybe I wasn't wrong. I have no idea. I think I just, just..." Saïx pressed himself a little needily against my side and I gulped apprehensively, wondering why he was making such close contact. "I think I'm a little..." His head leaned up to whisper the rest of the sentence into my ear. "...Sexually frustrated."

"P-pardon?" I stutter out, moving away from him a bit. I'm shocked that the heart wrenching pain I went through a couple of nights ago was due to sexual frustration. That just couldn't be it; it was just so ridiculously easy to fix that it just couldn't possibly be what Saïx was mad at me for.

"Axel, I think you need to take me." The amber eyed male took multiple steps towards me before his hands dug into the front of my shirt. The warmth from his body slowly transferred to mine just by pressing himself fully against my chest. His eyelids lowered as he leaned up for a kiss.

"Saïx, wait," I murmur out, but my words soon died down as he forcefully kisses me. A pair of teeth grabbed my lower lip and pulled, causing me to groan out. With experience by dating me, he knew what made me riled up.

"C'mon, baby..." he whispered onto my lips. His hands raked through my hair and pulled me in for several kisses, which he changed up with the slightest tilts of his head. Saïx grabbed at my thigh, and his hand inched higher and higher with each grope. As his warm palm was inching closer to my crotch, I was about to give in. That was until I glimpsed from Saïx to the doorway of the kitchen.

I made eye contact with Riku, who was just standing by the door frame. He somewhat frowned before he turned abruptly to leave, his head shaking from side to side. Through Saïx's soft and seductive kisses and sensual groping, I still managed to heard the click of my front door, indicating Riku had left. As his hand finally placed itself over my groin, I pulled his hand away from its spot.

"Saïx. As much as I would love to have sex with you, I don't think that's the real problem between us."

The blue haired male moved his head away significantly, staring at me incredulously. His eyes narrowed and his soon expression turned sour. "What?"

"I can't do this with you now," I sighed out, holding his shoulders while slowly pushing him away. "We should talk. Not have sex."

Saïx let my words sink in as his face went through several emotions. Confusion, disbelief, and then anger took on his features. With a scoff and a shake of his head, he murmured, "Fine. Whatever." Saïx slowly walked past the table and towards the doorway. He stopped only to turn towards me and say, "You've never denied sex with me before."

"Yeah, well, we really need to talk," I repeated softly, explaining my reasons.

"There's something else going on with you. And I fucking know it." At that, my eyes expanded ever so slightly. "And if it's got anything to do with that roommate of yours, I swear..." The sentence sent a warning signal through me and I started to get nervous. My stomach tied in a huge knot as Saïx left not so quietly by slamming the front door behind him.

Before, I was relieved to think that I easily slipped out of that earlier situation. I thought I convinced my boyfriend that there was nothing secretly going on, but apparently I was wrong.

Now my stomach felt even uneasier when I thought about Riku. Our date did not go as he expected and he was obviously infuriated. It was written all over his face from the moment he entered the door, saw Saïx and I, to the moment when he left.

"Riku," I huffed out before grabbing my car keys and Riku's leather hat. Since I can't talk to Saïx now, the least I can do is speak to the silverette. I debated if he went back home and I shook my head slowly, highly doubting that. Riku was a prostitute and he could get any guy he wanted. He could easily go to the club and...

My lips curved downward in distaste as I slammed the car door behind me. I felt fire rage through my veins at the thought of Riku having sex with another guy. Him letting some guy bend him over and spank him. Riku calling him Senpai...

I growled as I turned on the ignition and floored it. This feeling and these thoughts did not settle well with me. All I knew was that I had to find Riku quickly.


A.N.: Oo, Axel is jealous. Make sure to review! They certainly help!

To gaara'sGurl101: Aha, the real height of it will all come from time! Axel escaped narrowly this one time, but Saïx is suspicious.

To AuroraNyumun: I appreciate that you like it, even if you don't like AUs! That's a compliment! I totally get what you mean. It's even hard to keep a fanfiction canon because there is barely anything to work with since Axel and Riku barely had scenes together. There will most likely be more screen time between Lea and Riku in KH3, and hopefully it will escalate AkuRiku even more. I would have made this Lea x Riku, but I was afraid some might get the wrong idea and think of younger Lea (from Birth by Sleep). Lea x Riku will eventually become a thing, and right now I am working on making AkuRiku even more of a thing.