"Demyx, are you okay?" Axel asked from the other side of Demyx's bathroom door.

"Go away." Demyx called from his room.

"But I can help you with your hangover."

"I can handle it myself."

"Demyx, you have no idea how to get over a hangover, unlike me.". Axel heard Demyx sigh heavily.

"If it gets you to shut up, come in."

"Rude much." Axel thought before opening the door.

Axel stepped into the room and saw Demyx laying on his bed, sprawled on his back.

"There's your first mistake." Axel said, walking over to Demyx. "Laying on your back doing nothing isn't going to help."

"Says you." Demyx angrily said, turning his head away from Axel.

Axel frowned. "Does your head still hurt?"

"What do you think?" Demyx snapped.

Axel's frown deepened. "Would you cut the attitude, I'm trying to help you."

"I wouldn't even need your help if you hadn't gotten me drunk in the first place!"

Axel was about to hit Demyx, but decided against it.

"If that's how it is, then have fun getting over your hangover on your own." Axel turned to leave.

"Axel."

Axel turned back to see Demyx looking at him.

"What do you want?" Axel asked.

Demyx looked down, then back up at Axel.

"Help me." he whispered.

Axel sighed. "Well since you're begging, I might as well."

Axel put his hand on Demyx's forehead. "Your head still hurts, right?"

Demyx nodded.

"Then I need to get something on it."

"You mean like ice?' Demyx asked.

"Yeah, but that would require asking Vexen, and I'm not looking forward to getting lectured about getting others drunk again. I have a better idea."

Axel went into the bathroom, and came back with a small towel.

"What's that for?" Demyx asked.

"It's an alternate." Axel said. "Do you think you could wet it, or should I use the sink?"

"I can do it." Demyx said, raising his hand and damping the towel.

"Powers in control, that's a good sign." Axel put the towel on Demyx's forehead. "That feel okay?"

Demyx nodded. "Is this all?" he asked.

"Pretty much." Axel answered. "Unless you want to try my hangover remedy."

"If it involves you making something for me to drink, I think I'll pass."

"Then get some rest and keep that towel wet." Axel said, and turned to leave.

"Axel?"

"Now what?" Axel asked, turning back to Demyx.

"Do you think, you could tell me something?"

"Like?"

"What was I like, when I was drunk?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Will it make me look like an idiot?"

Axel gave a small laugh. "When does something you do, not make you look like an idiot?"

"Very supportive." Demyx angrily said.

"You know I'm only kidding right?"

Demyx sighed. "Good thing I do."

"So are you sure you want to hear it?" Axel asked.

"Lay it on me." Demyx said.

"Hmm, where do I start? Well, one, you were extremely clingy, especially towards me. Two, you ran away from me every chance you could. Three, you were so damn annoying. And four, you were more in a bad case of a sugar high than drunk."

"Is that all?"

"No. you also wouldn't stop calling me Ashel, and, I might have, accidentally, slapped you." Axel said.

"I remember you saying that earlier. Why did you say it again?" Demyx asked.

"I, wanted to explain why I did it."

"What's there to explain. If I was that annoying, I deserved it."

Axel raised his eyebrow in surprise. "Really? I thought you'd hold it against me."

"I'm not Marly Axel. There are more important things to worry about." Demyx said.

"That actually make sense." Axel said.

"I'm not just a happy, hyper person you know, I have a dull, serious side too."

"I like the happy side better though, the serious side sounds depressed, and I don't need my Demyx depressed." Axel said, patting Demyx's head.

"Can I ask you something else?" Demyx asked.

"There are more questions?" Axel asked.

Demyx sat up, the towel sliding off his face.

"Don't do that." Axel said, reaching out to push Demyx back down, but Demyx pushed him away.

"Is the only reason you accepted the bet, was because you wanted to prove Xiggy wrong, or because you wanted to hurt me?"

Axel smirked. "I wasn't about to let that stupid pirate beat me. But, it's not a good excuse for what I did."

"I forgive you."

"Huh?" Axel confusedly asked.

"If you needed my help to beat Xiggy, all you had to do was ask. But your trickery was kind of my fault since I made it clear that I oppose drinking." Demyx looked up at Axel, and smiled, his childish smile this time.

Axel smiled back. "You're special."

"Thank you." Demyx said, before slumping forward, after passing out.

Axel sighed. "I told you not to sit up. You weren't ready for sudden movements." Axel laid Demyx back down, and replaced the towel.

"Is the towel still wet?"

Axel flinched in surprise when he heard the sudden question. "Is it to hard to knock?" Axel asked, turning to face Marluxia, who was standing next to him.

Marluxia shrugged. "It's not as much fun if you know I'm coming."

Axel rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Did you hear all of that, or do I have to recap?"

"No no, I heard it all. Which brings me to my next question. Did you win?"

"Of course I did!" Axel said. "He's got a hangover doesn't he?"

"I suppose so." Marluxia said.

"All I need is for him to tell Xigbar that I got him to drink, and I win."

"Was getting him drunk part of the bet?"

"It was a possible side effect, so I assume so."

"Assume is such a powerful word." Marluxia smirked before teleporting away.

"I don't know what he's thinking," Axel said, "but he can't do anything. Demyx is the only one who has any say in this, and he said he'd help me beat Xigbar." Axel checked the towel to see if it was still wet before leaving. "Just you wait Xigbar. Once this guy's sober, you'll be humiliated."

AN: Well, this was all Axel could do. Now he has to wait to win the bet. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.