Axel's hand shot up, chakram in his clutches as he blocked the blast of fire that came ramming at him. He growled behind his shield before ducking and rolling off to the side and then threw the circle weapon to his attacker.

The small foe smirked before snapping his arm down in front of him, the chakram not hitting him but skidding against a glowing shield of light. The spinning metal came back to the tall redhead's hand and he clenched his teeth.

The fight had been going for thirty minutes already and still the enemy hadn't gotten a scratch, maybe sweating and panting some but no scratches accounted for. This wasn't bloody fair!

Axel was fighting the toughest he was allowed to and he landed anything, what the heck was Rox teaching this kid?

The lanky Eighth member gritted his teeth again before running full speed at the enemy. The said enemy had gotten ready for the attack, raising his keyblade higher.

What he wasn't expected happened next. Once Axel was at least ten feet from him, the redhead dropped his chakrams and jumped. The smaller one of the two in room was so surprised that he had lowered his blade enough for Axel to not get hurt, especially when he landed straight on him and they tumbled a few feet before Axe pinned his arms to the rough ground.

"HA!" The older redhead proclaimed happily as the ever so famous smirk of his presented itself once again. The being below him growled and tried to struggle but it was useless, he and Axel knew it.

Flaming deep forest green eyes glared up into the shining emeralds, this only making Axel smirk wider and more smugly.

"Didn't know your old man could do that, huh?" Eight chuckled heartedly down at his ten year old son, then somewhat frowned. Now that he thought about it, he wasn't all that old. He was nineteen when he had the kid below him so being twenty nine wasn't really being old to him.

Yet it seemed his sun caught on to what he had said and smirked, making Axel frown even more, cause the little guy got Rox's smirk, and not his own.

"Oh, so now you're old, pop." Phoenix chuckled as he laid his red hair against the ground and just stared up at his dad. Axel sighed as he hung his head for a sec before getting off of his boy. He sat up on his knees and shook his head.

"I'm not old. So I'm two years older than your dad but we're not all that old, got it memorized?"

Nix grinned now and nodded slightly before chuckling.

"It's committed to memory." He turned to gaze at his pop, who was smiling back at him. Axel didn't care about what anyone said, these kids were the best thing that ever happened to him. He wouldn't trade them for anything.

He then slowly got to his feet and offered his hand to the smaller redhead, who took it with another smile. Axel wrapped his arm around Nix's shoulders as they began to walk out of the training room. Yet before they left they both snapped their fingers making their weapons disappear, one in a blast of light while the other in red flames.

"You know you need to teach me that shield you make without talking." Axel said to his boy as they neared the door.

Nix only smirked along with a soft chuckle.

"In your dreams, pop."

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