Okay. I'm going to see if I can recover from the last chapter. Seriously, I have to keep going back and redoing some many chapters. It is not fun, especially since I've been having a lot of 'issues.' However, I am better now- I think- and will be working to get this story done! Who cares, I know. As you can see, I do stay to my word. I said seventy reviews. I got them. Thus, an update occurred. I only do this to drive my one friend insane… It's funny, I enjoy it. She keeps getting mad. It's fuel to my fire. Now with the story, I guess.

So much time and no updating, don't worry. I'm still alive. Maybe…

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Heh, heh. I cannot begin to believe what's been going down thus far. Seriously, the awesomeness has made my mind go into an overload stage. First, I believe that I'm dreaming this all up from being wasted the night before. I mean, I was wasted and people could probably tell that I have a pretty good imagination. I could have dreamt this. So I lived out the wondrous fantasy that I was going to live with him. Alone. With a sex god. It was fun, besides the part of feeling sick and dizzy from my first hangover. Bad experience, I don't want it to happen for a second time. However, I'm knowledgeable to understand that yes, yes it will happen once again. Probably many times to me. I was just very thankful that I did not throw up all over his place that whole day; although there was not much in my stomach to throw up anyways. It was a dream. It had to be a dream, someone could not be this goddamn lucky. No way, no how. It just was not possible.

Then, I wake up the next day in my new room that was right across the hall from his. Laying in sheets that smell of that delicious scent of him. Feeling quite liberated by practically running away from home - not counting the fact that Sora could find where I am staying at in an instant- and that I was in the same atmospheric zone as Axel. The same bed I went to sleep in. All those bad thoughts from before were practically gone. Some still remained just so my mind could kick itself and give the whole 'I told you so' treatment if he happened to not want me around later on. It was just an instinct that my mind had however. Really nothing that I could control.

I sat up slowly, realizing that my bags were off to the side of the bed. It made a smile come across my lips. I was staying here. I wasn't with my 'family' and I certainly was not back at the city. I was with Axel, swooning at his very being. I could remember Axel saying something about having a roommate. Someone in the Organization, he had said. After a while, I began to wonder if I had met his roommate before since so many of those dogtag wearing members were showing up. I mean, I practically met a handful of them. I'm sure that there are not many people in the hand full of the elite. Only… Crap… How many were there again?

Taking my time, I climbed out of the bed, trying to remember what Sora had said yesterday. I had called him, Axel giving me his number. Axel said something about having an 'odd' relationship with the brunet and told me to be quick on the phone. We had scheduled the meet for later on that day, Sora not seeming fazed about it one bit. I was actually surprised that he had gotten to the phone before Don or my mother. Or they were too busy to get the phone… Ew, morning sex. Just ew. After getting something to eat- went into some fast-food place and got toast since he has practically no food at the apartment-, Axel drove me to where Sora had said to meet. It was back behind a schoolyard, a football field was down off the hill. It looked abandoned since no students were running about. Ghost-like.

"What? Is it all too strange to be looking at a public school?"

I glanced curiously over at the red head for a brief second. He was leaning up against part of the chained wired fencing that encircled the entire schoolyard, looking over to the field and the closed concession stands uninterestedly. It felt like it was going to rain, Axel looking tired as if all of his powers have gone away with the sun. Fire sex god maybe? Damn these dreary days. I concentrated on the rusty wiring, not looking back at him just yet. "How did you know I've never been to one?"

At that, he laughed. I did not understand why, but he obviously found something very funny. I turned to find him staring; he was not looking at me though. His vibrant eyes were always past mine, not quite reaching the same altitude. Never seemed to be right at the same point. Before I could ask, I heard a vehicle pull up behind us and park. Sora could be seen in the passenger's side facing us with a big smile while the driver was the silver haired guy who seemed very displeased to be here. "We have to make this quick… Oh yeah, and stay out of view of the street."

That was just strange. Stay out of view from the street? Why is that? Someone will be driving by and say 'Hey that's a devilishly handsome red headed guy and some stupid blond boy. Let us kill the blond boy and get the devilishly handsome guy.' Then they suddenly run over me and Axel is kidnapped by some old rape-face man. Well, he should know better than I do. This place is so fucking weird…

Sora was getting out of the car when he gave us the signal to stay put. Obviously he knew of this whole plan of 'Not playing in the streets.' The other guy just carelessly sat back in the car, giving us both odd glares as Sora took the bags out of the truck. Yeah, it seems like I already got on his nerves. Do freakin' da. Boo hoo for him. Once again, I'm not a goddamn people person. The brunet gave me a wide smile as he carried the small knapsacks over to me. It wasn't much, but it was all that I could get from my house without my father hearing 'I got the shit, let's move out' and other noises of me moving things around. "Hey guys, sorry we were a little late."

"It's fine."

"Roxas?" Business kind of flew past us and I was already walking with Sora to his car. The bags were now placed safely in a car that Axel had to 'borrow.' Suspicious word there. Again, it wasn't much, only clothes for me to wear. I think. Actually, I could not recall what I actually threw in there; I did not have enough time to think. It was more of a 'Get your shit and get out' kind of deal. However, using a car to set the bags in was much better than trying to tow them around on motorcycle of death.

Speaking of the delicious red head, Axel kept an eye out on us, smiling whenever Sora would turn around. Every time he turned, mind you. I'm sure he had his reasons but he was seriously getting creepy. Sora did not seem to notice it though, just beaming back at the red head.

"So… Are you going to see Mom anytime soon?"

Biting my lip, I caught myself before bursting out into mad laugher. At one moment, I thought I broke the skin and there was blood, but once I checked, I found that I was wrong. Not many people actually know that the body isn't retarded. It just won't let you bite half your lip off on purpose. At least, not for me anyways. After a short while, I finally answered him. "Sure, Sora. One day I will. Just not today… All right?" His face turned downwards, staring at the gravel. He idly kicked a rock or two in his path as we continued walking. This was hard for me too. I hated it when people acted so pathetic that it actually made me want to care. No, I did not care, but I wanted to do something so he would go back to his normal bubbly self. The depression out of character stage gets old after a while.

"I'm glad that you can stay somewhere safe," he started, almost at the car now. "…but I want you to know something Roxas."

I was quiet. Deathly quiet to the point of holding my breath. My happy ending was slowly collapsing as more time elapsed before he told me what was on his mind. Finally, he took the silence as an answer.

Sighing, he opened his car door, smiling over at the silver haired driver before turning back to me. Before listening in to what he wanted to say, I took time to wonder about what had just happened. I will admit that I am very dense when it comes to love and myself. However, I can sense love a mile away when it has to deal with someone else. Somehow, the way that the silver haired one looked back at him then looked slightly pained as the brunet turned his back to him screamed a warning sign at me. It was as if he was hiding it from him.

"I've known Axel for awhile; I just want you to know that he has never invited someone to stay with him before. Not that I really know of besides… Well… Never mind, that one was not his decision, I think." Was that supposed to make me smile or grimace? Somehow, that did not sound so much like a bad thing to me. I'm the first that he invited to stay? Really? Or maybe it was a pity vote? No, let's actually think optimistically. "I haven't talked to him about it, Roxas. I was going to but I hoped that you thought about it first. Just… Be careful."

There was something that I needed to ask him. What was it again?

"Roxas." The flashback ended abruptly. However, I was not going to complain. My jaw practically snapped to the ground as I turned towards the voice. Oh my. It was him, of course. Axel was waiting by the door, his shirt missing and hair dripping wet from a shower. It was eight o'clock in the morning and he said something about taking me out into town today. However, I really wanted to stay home. In private, the blinds completely closed, in bed, lying down; the list going on and on. Oh jeeze, how can I behave after seeing that? Concentrate Roxas. Focus!

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a little voice was telling me that he was doing this on purpose.

At around ten thirty we were ready to depart from the apartments. What was our transportation method? Walking. I was screaming into the heavens using my telepathic method of communication to thank every god up there since they had mercy on me today. No dying a horrid flaming motorcycle induced death today bitches! Well… Unless one magically falls out of the sky and kills me. Or if one swerved off the road. Oh hell, I'll never be safe, will I?

When I felt a certain someone's hand slide into my back pocket, I took it as a big fat hell no.

Walking around the town was very time consuming. Hell, I thought that this town was small… I'm afraid not. Well, it certainly wasn't a city, I could tell you that much. As we continued walking, he continued explaining. It sounded like a professional tour than just a lovely stroll around town. Silently, I wondered if he practiced this speech in the mirror every night before he went to sleep. Just the way he spoke showed signs of repetition and readiness for whatever question that had formulated in my brain.

Apparently, his apartment is on top of some hill that looks down over the city. Looking down the street, the first place we came to was the park, which he explained did not exist before a few years ago. He said that there used to be a house there, home to those who pathetically ruined the city. When the city was 'saved' from this fate, the house was burned to the ground. Axel told that the foundation to the house still stands in the middle of the park and that it is a sign of victory for the town. Thus they named it Victory Park.

That seems pretty creepy. What else fucking went on in this town?

"This is the Darkened Moon Mall, as you may remember from your little 'adventure' there." He was smiling a big broad smile, his hands triumphantly placed on his hips. Wow, I was just waiting for him to rip off his shirt and announce that he wasn't truly Axel… But also someone who is fascinated with putting a giant S on his outfit. "There are many new stores that have opened in the mall over the past few years and even yet it's still expanding. Most of the worker's paychecks get transferred over to the Organization."

I heard that devilishly forbidden O word again. "Why is that?"

"Well," By the look on his face, he seemed quite pleased that I asked. However, it seemed as if he was going to inform me anyways, whether I liked it or not. "You see, the Organization works in really odd ways. They just formed kind of recently and have done so much for the town. Half of the businesses and structures did not exist until the Organization built them. Hell, this town was the biggest dump anyone could lay their eyes on. Abandoned and hopeless, the Organization… Well… My Superior…. Began to extend his funds to help the town. We gave them food, we gave them shelter, we gave them merchandise, we gave them protection, and we gave them entertainment. We still do. The Organization saved these people from an inevitable fate!"

I remember that he had told me that the Organization practically owned all the buildings in the town. Some things were starting to make sense now. Possibly. He walked past me, directing me to follow him across the street to a large white building. Time for some useless learning again…

"This is Eclipse City Hospital." Well, at least it looked official. We kept walking around the building, going past the parking lot to the front doors. "There isn't much to say about this building. My Superior inherited it or… something." Scratching his head, he paused as if he was thinking things over. He ran out of things to say? What? I'm quite disappointed in this tour… "It's a hospital, it saves your life, you know how it goes… I've never actually needed the hospital besides getting my regular shots and shit. That stuff kills; one of the nurses there makes me hate needles. Seriously, she can't hit the right spots worth shit. Got it memorized?"

Okay, all I got from that was not to poke any shots into my arm. That's good; I won't be needing any shots anyways. We began walking around the building again, the tour picking back up again. "No crazy nurse lady. Understandable…"

"Even though I never had to go in there, I know a guy who had to get his eyes checked out. I mean, I wasn't even in the town when it happened, but I still heard the stories. His eye is completely ruined now. Some crazed guy attacked him and now he has to live with an eye patch for the rest of his life." Sounds pretty bad, is it possible that the crazed guy is still here in the city? "He's optimistic about it though, even though he gets pissy when we call him pirate."

"Oh… Okay…" It's pretty understandable. So I just need to not piss of anyone who has a violent past of poking people in the eyeball. Joy.

"You've been to the coffee shop." Yep, I remember seeing that the first run through here. Time to know the bio of this stupid building as well. "Well… Of course the Organization runs this place too." No surprise. "What's really awesome is that if I show them my dogtags then I can get anything on the house."

Well, that explains why he just waltzed out of there without paying. Plus why the guy behind the counter never looked in our general direction. Tiny pieces were starting to form together as if this were a puzzle. Or Tetris. Whichever analogy floats your boat. "Okay… So why was that one guy with the really… pink… hair in there? Also why did he stare at me like a creeper?"

Axel chuckled lightly at the last comment I made. Yeah, so what? Wanna-Be Ken was a creeper and made me almost want Pedo Bear to come into the coffee shop instead. "Marluxia was there to meet with someone that day. It was a pre-mission meet for the Organization and our representative was unfortunately the pinky-douchebag." The last bit made a wide smirk grace both of our faces, the hate for Ken obviously rising for the both of us. "Surprisingly the meeting was not over when we got there. The guy ended up bailing out and Marluxia had to give a speech about how it wasn't his fault that the person ran away. Damn… The Superior was so pissed."

Of course he avoided the other question. Why is everyone staring at me like I am an alien or something? I hated this kind of attention, it was not appreciated… Not one bit! But… I do enjoy the kind of attention that the red head is giving me. I never felt this wanted in my old town. Kristy was never there. Aaron was never there. Don was a douche and only showed his face in the past year. All I had was Hayner, Pence, and Olette but I barely remember what the trio and I had in common. I actually feel as if I am a part of this town, it's lively and new. Somewhat mysterious. The people are… Well… Strange… But Axel…

"Okay, now this is City Hall." He gripped my hand, pulling me out of my trance and back to his tour. We crossed the street again, the red brick building blocking our view. Some business people were walking into the doors now, most were chatting away on their Blackberrys while carrying a briefcase. No one really stood out, their faces looking exactly the same. A burry mess. "City Hall offers tours and a lot of boring adult talk… It's seriously a drag… I have to go here at least twice a month to work for the Superior's campaign." He let go to yawn into his hand before pointing back at the building. Apparently the atmosphere bored him as well. "Mostly, I don't get fed up with politics. It's always fucked up… I always try to avoid it. But it is somewhat different when you're the one fucking it up… Some other Organization members have to come here often… They have to assure that Xem-man is in power at all times."

I nodded along as we began to step away towards another street. The questions were still piling up in my mind. What should I ask first? Why was he giving me more juicy information about the Organization when he doesn't want me involved? Yeah, that's a good question! I shouldn't complain though. This kind of info seems like gold to the average- yes, I'm average- citizen.

Axel pointed to a red and grey brink building down the street. "That's the fire department and that's…" Switching hands, he pointed to a navy blue building beside of the red one, "That's the police department. P.S. Don't rely on them." A chuckle escaped his lips after the statement that made a shiver creep up my spine. I wasn't surprised that he would say such a thing… But more freaked by the tone of his voice.

Slightly psychotic. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Alrighty then, there's little odds and ends about. We have an excellent amount of entertainment… And shopping centers. Tiny businesses… Excreta…"

I stopped to look through the window of a toy store. A boy no older than six was running about with a package in his hands. His beaming smile made his mother and the woman behind the counter give a soft smile as well. The happiness seems to be contagious in this town. Good thing I got my shots earlier. "The Organization… They make a lot of people happy…

He shrugged his shoulders, not turning to acknowledge my statement.

"Over this way are the docks." We passed through, the fenced barrier opened without Axel even asking the guards to do so. Yeah, pfftt… His power was not apparent at all. Next thing I'll see is some guards bowing before the red head's feet, shining his shoes with their spit. "As you can see it's pretty busy. Lots of fishermen. Lots of merchandise being shipped in and out. Sometimes it's the busiest place within this city…"

People were walking back and forth from boat to boat, carrying cargo and all sorts of equipment. Many were too wrapped up in their work to notice us loitering. One caught my gaze however. He peered up from his charts, our gazes instantly locked and I wanted to flinch away. The man stood a little bit straighter, handing the chart off to the guy next to him with enough force to make the other jump back to prevent being intentionally smacked in the chest. The cigarette he had been smoking fell from his loose lips with little care. He seemed too focused on making his way closer to us to notice the little things.

Axel caught on quickly, sidestepping in front of me to break our line of sight. "Let's go to the end." He pointed towards the end of the wooden pier, slightly nudging me towards the direction as well. "There is something I want to show you."

The man was gone when he moved. Somehow, he managed to vanish completely within the eight seconds the red head had distracted me. I nodded to his request and led the way.

"Roxas." A hand wrapped around my waist protectively as we stood at the edge of the wooden path. "Be careful, many accidents have happened in these waters…" He let out a low chuckle as his grip tightened. Axel's warmth permeated into my back and I could not help but lean into his hold. His other hand outstretched towards the water, pointing out to the horizon. "It may be hard to see now… Mainly because it blends in so well… But concentrate… It will guide your attention to where it wants you to see…"

I frowned as I looked out towards the water. "I'm not seeing anything…"

"Don't worry… You will."

My eyes felt as if they were about to fall right out of my head. What the hell… This was the most intense game of Where's Waldo I've ever played. I saw the ocean's waves, the dark and light blues mixed with shimmering white from the sun's reflection. Clouds were met on the horizon. Some boats were seen here and there. I could not make out any shape of form in the direction he was point towards. Even the actual horizon seemed blurred. It was barely visible where the sea ended and sky began.

Right as I began to let out a sigh, a tiny glimmer of light caught my attention. "Holy shit. There?"

He rested his chin on top of my head. I could only imagine the thoughtful expression on his face. "Very good. It's the island I told you about earlier."

It doesn't look like much of an island. More of a shady blob. "Is the island owned by the Organization?"

He exhaled a deep breath. "No." I tried to look up but he kept my head securely in place, facing the calm waters. "Not yet. But it will soon be… And when that happens, I swear, we will go there together."

He let go and I could only smile at his promise. I followed after him, briefly glancing to the side to scan the crowd of working individuals. The man was not in sight. My smile dropped slightly and I continued to follow the red head out of the docks and back to the street.

"There's a graveyard up this way. Not a lot of people come through this way, so we won't be faced with anymore annoying traffic as we jaywalk." He chuckled to himself as he placed both arms behind his head in a stretch. Of course I watched the man, knowing that I would be able to see him lower stomach as his shirt came up. I blushed when the thought of what happened days ago came to mind. What the hell was I smoking? The real Roxas would never act like this! He was never rash! He never followed his instincts! He knew that reason separated humans from animals. I, on the other hand, turned out to be one big catastrophe waiting to happen.

I suddenly realized that I wasn't staring at the red head's exposed skin anymore. A vast iron gate filled my view, the gating surrounding the property looked like something out of a gothica movie. A house could be seen in the distance, white and black like the rest of the buildings in the city. However, it was much different. Very different. The building was enormous, probably a mansion. It looked somewhat modern, newly built. Large glass windows. Balconies. It seemed around three or four stories from a distance but I was not completely certain. It was, without a doubt, the most lavish building in the entire city.

I gaped at the sight. "What is that?"

Axel stopped walking for a second to look over his shoulder. The look seemed somewhat disinterested. "A house…"

Bullshit! He can speak twenty million words about a goddamned laundry mat but nothing about the most glamorous and gigantic house in the city? Suspicious much? "It's good to know that I'm not blind… I was worried there…" He rolled his eyes at my sarcasm. "Who owns it?"

"Aw, Roxas." Putting a hand over his heart, he gave a playful pout. A smirk was behind his actions though. I could see it in his eyes. "I feel insulted. I thought you were listening to me…"

I blinked in realization and the smirk became apparent on his lips. Another piece of the puzzle was put together. Damn. This tour just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? "This mansion? Your boss owns this too?" He gave a small nod and 'duh' as a response. "Does he live here? I thought he would live someplace near the center of town not… Out here…"

"Yes, Xemman does live here, but no it is not his actual house… His house has been long forgotten and probably restored into a small business to keep the economy booming. It would have been logical for him to be housed somewhere close to City Hall but he said he wanted privacy. Who can argue against what the Boss-Man wishes, ya'know?" I opened my mouth to ask a question but he obviously read my mind. Again. "It was built for its purposes… And we put it to good use. It's the Organization's Headquarters… If you're wondering."

Yes, yes I was, you fucking mind reader.

I have no clue why I was shocked by his clarification but I could not help but drop my jaw a bit in surprise. "You… You work in that building?"

"Jeeze Roxas, you make it sound as if it's a fucking brothel!"

I frowned at his joke. "I'm not asking if you screwed someone in there… And I'm slightly afraid to know the answer…" It was a yes. To me, the Organization screamed Orgy Friday… "I'm just… It's a really big house… What is all inside of it? What uses do you have for such a huge headquarters?"

Letting out a sigh, he began to count on his fingers. "Well… We hold meetings… Lots of meetings and some of them seem pointless but it keeps us informed and well rested since most of us sleep through it... We receive our assignments. There is a lot of paperwork involved but the real members don't worry about those things… Except for Zexion and Vexen… They have some type of OCD were they have to keep everything organized. We research. Uh… We plan. Practice makes perfect. There are lots of bedrooms for members who need a place to stay but it is mainly for those who have to work at the Headquarters often. Most of us just pick an apartment and the boss makes sure we get all we need… That kind of stuff…"

I turned back towards the headquarters, thinking over what he was telling me. Once again, he was giving out valuable information about the Organization. Shouldn't he keep such things secret? Was there a point in telling me this? Would he hold it against me? Could I possibly hold it against him? No. He probably knows that I would not make such a bold move. My suspicion was still rising. I should ask him before I lose my nerve…

As I was busy staring at the house, Axel was busy staring at me. How did I know this? When I turned back to face him after his speech, he was nearly three centimeters away from my face. Gasping at our sudden closeness, I stumbled over the right words to distract him from the blush that had formed across my cheeks. Obviously it wasn't working… I'm such a woman…

"Shhh… Roxas…" A hand stroked my cheek gently. He managed to push us both against the fencing and capture my lips without my brain even comprehending the action. Any thoughts that I once had were lost when his hand snaked under my shirt to rub the flesh of my lower stomach.

Triumphantly, he smirked against my lips as he heard a moan escape. So much touching, so much heat. I could not stop my reaction. All I wanted was to melt into his body and enjoy the experience.

He pulled back, licking his lips. "I think our tour is finished, don't ya think?"

All I could do is nod before we began our second make-out session in front of his boss's mansion.

-End of Chapter 10- I know… Still late. Yeah, I've been busy. I will say this however. I am completely giving up on fastfood. I'm disgusted by what I find in my food nowadays… And I've had everything from fingernails to humongous bugs. All I have to say is 'Ew.' I'm going to make homemade food… Because obviously the fastfood industry wants me dead…

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