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Short chapter. Sorry?

Oh well, if I tried to push it out it would suck monkey aids balls.

ROXAS IS MUTE, AS IN HE CANNOT TALK AND MAKE LOUD NOISES! BUT GASPS AND WHIMPERS ARE FINE. XD Sorry if any got confused.

ENJOY!

Ch.10 arms

The night was as windy as it was cold. It cast a whole soggy outlook on the people who happened to be out and about. One Lesti de Mericalis was the only witness to the bloodshed that was spilt that night. The old earthian was setting up his little shack for the night, feeling through the ache in his joints that a rain was coming. He had the perfect view of the scene that was about to take place, right here in the alleyway near a bar a certain Enforcer was know to frequent.

Lesti was sitting at the mouth of the alleyway, hoping to score free booze from the people inside. Someone was usually drunk enough to give him something. He was busy scratching his lice infested matted hair when the door swung open and a male stumbled out. He made his way toward our dear ol' Lesti, feet weaving every which way as he used the wall to support himself.

"Sir, might you have something? I'm mighty parched." Lesti began as the man stumbled up to him, casting hateful brown eyes down at the bum, before he began to unzip his pants. Lesti gave this drunk male a weird stare as he began to piss on him, more shocked than upset.

"'rink dat filthy…filthy…" He trailed off, licking his lips as he finished up. "Worse than those stupid Aquarians…" He grumbled

A sleek car pulled up, brakes squealing, making both men look up. Silently, three males dressed in black trench coats with hoods over their heads to hide their faces came running up to them. Two broke off and began to shove the drunken male into the back of the alleyway as he was putting himself back in his trousers, tossing punches and kicks until they beat the drunken man into the ground.

Lesti turned away, wincing slightly at the sounds of snapping bones and long wails of pain. Finally the third male stepped into the darkness, his voice to soft that Lesti couldn't hear his words, but the gunshots were loud enough for him to of guessed what had happened.

Silently, as if they were just passer-bys, the three men dressed in black left in their car, but not without giving Lesti a good amount of money and a nice drink in celebration of his new found wealth

"Well see, Zack and I go way back. He was a first class soldier in the Celestian army, and we knew each other pretty well. I idolized him ya know. He was so awesome and just kickass!" Axel laughed at his ill attempt at describing Zack Fair. It made Roxas feel warm and tingly inside as he curled up in the red head's warm lap with his head against the others broad chest. The mute loved the sound of the green eyed mans heart. It gave a nice heavy 'thump, thump.'

He had just finished writing down his experience in the holding cell. He had told Axel about Zack Fair and how he had taught him to make syllable sounds and told him about stories. Zack had made him want to smile, but he didn't because his Messer told him not to. Roxas wrote about the silent Squall who gave him his coat. He had a giant scar across his face and he wanted to know if Axel knew how he had gotten it. The redhead replied with a curt, "No no one knows how that ass got it. He just glares at you if you ask about it."

When he told Axel of Zack's daughter, the kind Yuna, the red head had gave a choked gasp. "Aereis's daughter is in jail?!" This sparked the current conversation about Zack Fair.

"They made a big deal about him being animundi and being in the Celestian army, but the great General Sephiroth stood up for him. Me and General Sephiroth's son go way back." Axel trailed off, making Roxas nudge him to get him started. The blonde noticed that he always trailed off when he talked about his past, but the tiny male never really pushed the issue. Axel looked down at him, a wide smile cracking his face in half as those wide blue eyes blinked back at him.

"Say it." He purred, leaning down so his lips were a few inches away from those pouty cherub lips. Roxas flushed, licking at his lips. "Ah-el." He gasped as his mouth was quickly covered by Axel's hot lips.

"Can't believe I owe that guy a favor." Axel muttered, a grin on his face as he dived back to get more kisses from the flushed blonde in his lap.

Laughter, rich and loud, rang through out the study.

"Again."

"Ah-el."

"Again."

"Ah-el."

"Zack taught you this? Seriously?" Roxas rolled his blue eyes, he couldn't help it. It was getting annoying. At first it was nice, and he was happy about it, but now his messer seemed to be making him say it every other second. He even went so far as to wake him up to make him say it.

"I'm sorry Roxie. Its just.....you can say my name. Or as close to it as possible." Axel said, seeing the frown on his companions face. His pretty face that looked so great when he had an red head ran fingers through his messy red hair, willing the graphic images away.

They hadn't touched each other like that since the 'bath' episode two or three days ago. The Ouranos really wanted to, that was for sure. The images were so distracting that Zexion had made him stay home to get everything under control. That and 'will you stop masturbating in my office dammnit!' as he and Demyx kept walking in on his daydreams.

The red head's face took pout as he heard the malnupic in his screaming, his normally pale face flushed with anger as he walked in on him for the eighth time that day. He was coaxed out of his reverie with soft pale hands slipping up to cup his high cheek bones, thumbs rubbing over the tattoos. Axel's eyes took a soft green as they stared down at the blonde. He placed all of his weight on one of his elbows and used the other to grab a thin wrist, bringing it to his lips so he could give it a soft kiss. He was enjoying his morning so far. Axel had woken up early and was able to watch his blonde wake up, and they were still in bed giving each other soft touches. Well, Axel was giving the touches, trying to gauge if the blonde was ticklish or not. So far he had found that he was only ticklish on the lobes of his ears, and only if tongue was used..

The blonde gave him a soft smile, his large powder blue eyes becoming half lidded as he watched the red head lean forward, still clasping his wrist, and placed his hot thin lips over Roxas's plump ones. Axel let out a sigh as he felt the blonde's lips part underneath him. Kissing Roxas never seemed to get old. Each one of those kisses were so sweet and got the blood going, but not enough to leave him with a problem. Axel smiled into the kiss, sucking the plump bottom lip of the quiet blonde into his mouth, making the smaller boy gasp. The spiky redhead grinned against his mouth, slipping his tongue in and lapping at the flesh inside. He wrapped the wet muscle around the smaller's, coaxing it into action. As soon as the blonde's small muscle began tentatively moving, opening his mouth wider in a near-plea for more, the grin on Axel's face morphed into a feral smirk and he wrestled the now closed blue eyed male's tongue into submission.

Roxas whimpered, twisting against the older boy in an almost guilty delight, shifting himself closer even as he raged an internal war on himself.

'Its okay, he isn't the other. Its fine.' He thought in desperation.

Memories clashed with reality. Being pressed down into a bed and roughly kissed while gloved hands touched him versus being gently held down, with passionate kisses and warm hands holding his and rubbing his face. Roxas had to keep reminding himself that this was Axel, his messer. The one who wants him. The one who doesn't want to throw him away. The one who bathes him, feeds him, clothes him. Messer Axel, the one who keeps him so warm.

Axel moaned as he dipped his large hands under Roxas's night shirt, grabbing the smaller male's sides and lifting him as he sat up. Roxas couldn't help the gasping squeak that ripped itself from his throat as he landed in his messer's lap. The sound shifted subtly when Axel buried his face against Roxas's neck, pushing under the checkered collar and sucking the still-bruised flesh roughly.

'Please, more.' The mute whispered inside his head, tilting his neck back in a blatant offering.

"Say it." Axel growled with hot lips pressed against the blonde's neck.

"Ah-el." He gasped as a harsh bite was placed against his neck, drawing blood to the surface.

"Stay still now, this is for your protection my cub." A soft voice said as it's owner held him gently by the shoulders with large hands. Beside him another held his hand, whispering in a voice that he knew, and would forever recognize.

"It's fine. It hurts, but not bad." It held a childish tone and Roxas knew that he was the same age as the other who were right beside him. He tried to look beside him to see the face of this familiar person, but all he could see was the full moon, shining down and hiding the figure in front of him in darkness as he leaned down.

An explosion of soft pain made him cry out and clutch at the person in front of him with tiny hands.

"I'm sorry my cub." The pain receded a bit and soft kisses were pressed to both of his cheek.

Axel jumped back from the bed as Roxas flung himself backwards, heels digging into the bed as he arched his body off of it, placing weight on his tiny shoulders. The redhead watched horrified as the mute boy let out keening wails, tears cascading from his eyes. Eyes that held no color, no pupil, just endless white, his eyelids closing and shutting rapidly over them in a frantic pace. The redhead brought his hands to the blonde.

Nothing worked, he shook and called his name. He whispered and soothed, the ouranous was at a desperate loss. What was going on with the teen? He sat on the side of the bed, his back turned to the shaking and whimpering male, trying to think of what to do. When it hit him, he stood up with a start, one person's name on his lips.

"Zexion!" Axel cried as he ran to the phone, thinking of the one person who could help him. He ran with the soft wails haunting his every step. He picked up the receiver and punched a series of numbers. It only rang twice before the manuplic answered with a snarl.

"Axel damnit! What do you want?!"

"It's Roxas, Zexion! You need to get over here and help me!" His voice took a panicked tone as he paced in front of the phone base, hands shaking as he pulled at his red hair.

"What's the matter with him?" Zexion's voice took on its clinical clip, losing the harsh angry tone from before.

"I don't know! He just went stiff and started making these noises!" Axel growled out and ran back to his bedroom, bare feet slapping against the floor. Looking at Roxas he noted his position hadn't changed. He was still in a bowed position, eyes blank and crying.

"Zexion, please get over here!" Axel pleaded, using the door frame to support him as he felt cold panic take control of his body.

"Fine." Zexion hung up before the red head could respond.

Axel tossed the phone on the nightstand on the right side of the bed. He gently stroked at the blonde's flushed cheek, hands shaking as he whispered Roxas's name over and over. After eliciting no response, the red head drug his high-backed chair from in front of the fireplace to the left side of the bed. Roxas's side of the bed. He sat down in the chair, grabbing one of the blonde's twitching hands and rubbing his calloused fingers over it.

They sat like that for more than a couple of minutes. Axel continued to talk softly to the blonde.

"Come on Roxas. Stop putting me through this shit." Axel huffed as he pulled away from the blonde and sat back in his chair, his emerald green eyes trained on the younger male in front of him. He watched in a morbid curiosity as the body began twitching this way and that. Loud pops of bones echoed in the room over the crackling fire, accompanied by haunting wails. Though they sounded more like hisses but equally painful sounds spewed forth from those coral colored lips.

"About fucking time you got here!" Axel growled as he ripped the front door open.

"Nice to see you too." Zexion said, rolling his grayish-blue eyes as he pushed past Axel, shrugging of his shoes caked in snow.

"What is he doing here?" Axel growled, taking a step back to allow the second male in. He had long, almost brunette blonde hair, and a pursed expression that gave you the impression that he was some kind of prude. He gave a curt nod to Axel and mimicked Zexion's actions.

"Where is he?" The man asked as Axel shut the door with quite a bit of force.

"My room." He began leading the way for the two men, even though Zexion knew where it was.

"Has he changed any?" Zexion asked as they crossed the living room area.

"His body is convulsing in on itself it looks like. I don't know what to make of it." Axel let out a haggard sigh as he opened his bedroom door for the two males.

"I don't see anything." The dirty blonde stated as he walked into the room, pulling out a small case from his slacks. He was wearing grey slacks with a kind of old time grey waist coat, snug around his slender willowy figure.

"He's on the bed." Axel said as he came into the bedroom to find that the dark haired blonde male was right, and that Roxas was in fact not on the bed. Only messy green bed sheets remained.

"Fuck!" Axel bellowed and kicked at his chair, knocking it sideways away from the bed. He ignored the pointed looks of the men. Both disliked Axel's violence and temper. They also wouldn't hesitate to chew into him, both were the only ones he allowed that small privilege. He growled again and picking up the chair, placing it upright and muttering darkly the whole time.

"Well, lets find him." Zexion sighed, turning to leave the room when the blonde with icy green eyes grabbed his arm in his cold grip.

"Vexen?" Zexion arched a fine brow at him, receiving a gloved finger in the 'shush' motion, gesturing at Axel who was making growling noises as well.

When the silence was thick they heard it, little whimpers. Zexion gave Axel a don't make a sound stare as Vexen crossed the room, socked feet making soft little swishy noises as he came to the bed. With a huff, the long haired male lowered himself to his knees and looked under the bed. Icy green met with frightened blue, almost glowing in the darkness.

Carefully easing himself, Vexen laid flat on the floor, inching a gloved hand towards the dark huddled figure. Axel gripped his hands into a fist, glaring heavily at the bed, wanting to be the one in that position. He looked over at Zexion on his right. Why the hell was Vexen doing that? As a matter of fact, why the hell was Vexen even here?

As soon as he opened his mouth to voice his findings, a cry of alarm came from Vexen's icy voice.

"HE BIT ME!" The dark blonde cried, holding up a gloved finger as he sat on his rump. Zexion made the few steps to Vexen, looking at the now blood stained gloved. Both of the men shot dark looks at the laughing Axel.

"Oh my goddess really?!" Tears of mirth were wiped from Axel's green eyes as he took calming breaths, but with one look at Vexen's prudish face twisted with a disgruntled look, he couldn't help but burst out again in loud peals.

"Axel, coax him out please." Zexion sighed as he and Vexen stood up again. Both had deduced the bite was only a flesh wound.

Axel, with a large grin on his face, crossed the few steps and dropped to his knees to look under the bed. The sun had set a while ago. The only light had been the fire crackling away in the room, so everything was in shadows. Yes, like always Roxas's bright blue eyes were glowing in the darkness. That was one of the many things that made Axel confuse/love the small teen. His bright blue eyes always seemed to glow, even more so at night.

"Come on, get out from under there." Axel still had the large grin on his face as he peered in the bright blue eyes with his own green ones. He reached a hand under closer to the teen.

"Roxas?" Axel asked when his hands brushed against his once smooth face. It was still smooth, but not because of its soft skin. Now he had soft fur. A whine sounded from under the bed and Axel jumped at the feeling of a rough tongue licking at his fingers. The ouranous slid more under the bed, using both hands to grab at the male, pulling him out and into the soft glow of the fire place light.

"Zexion, hit the lights." Vexen hissed to the periwinkle haired male, who nodded mutely.

The light filled the room with its brightness, making the red haired male's shocked expressions all that much noticeable as he sat up, dragging a rather large blonde cat out and into his lap.

TBC......................................................................-RUNS AWAY-

Alright so..............yeah..............things. I dunno DEAL WITH IT! This might be my shortest chapter yet. I think, look im sorry about the length but this was such a bitch! -slaps the story across the face-

So, if you haven't noticed by now, Roxas dosen't like people with gloves on. Its not really touched on but its going to be a BIG thing in the upcoming chapters. So Vexen was in the chapter, I like him. I mean I felt bad really he GOT no time except in the Manga's. or Manga. Whatever.

I only hate one of the ORGY members and thats XAlDIN. Or as I refer to him.........Linda.

XD

So yeah, um in a few more chapters its going to take a really dark tone and im not sure if its going to come back up form the darkness. I have three possible endings and well.......im not sure how its going to go. Hell this story is kicking my ass so im letting it basically write itself.

Huge thanks to Versace Folics. I mean she didn't do much beside inspire me to finsh out this chapter with the new chapter of her 'A lesser Beauty.'

I get so freaking happy everytime a new chapter comes out and I always get inspired some how.

Now on my three part one shot thing, well the last chapter is halfway written, Im just not in the mood to finish it. XD