A/N: Hi. I love you.

Italicized words are Roxas's thoughts. "Quoted Italics," are emphasized.

Dis-Claimer: I don't own anything. I don't own these characters, or Apple, or PC, or Nintendo. But I do own...never mind.

Enjoy.

(If you guys see the "***," asterisk/stars, then it means like I skipped ahead to something else. Like AT THE PARTY *** AT HOME. k.)

"Fuuuuck," Axel groaned as his head throbbed with pain. He was hungover. "Do you need anything?" Roxas asked kindly through the bathroom door way. Axel was sitting next to the toilet, ready to throw up some more. He had been like this all morning, it was almost noon. Some trip this is. "Thanks, Roxas, but I'm okay. Could you close," Axel breathed, "the door?" Roxas nodded and closed the bathroom door.

The suite Axel rented was elaborately designed. The wallpaper was red with white diamond shapes, the bed (which Roxas had made) was a silky red with large, fluffy, white pillows. The bathroom, before Axel had been there, was pearly white, with a tile floor unlike the rest of the wooden floor around the suite. Roxas opened the long curtains next to the bed to reveal a sliding glass door. He grinned, sliding the over sized window. Outside was two lounge chairs like the ones at his apartment's pool, but these looked sturdier and was made with white cushion. Roxas walked to the end of the ledge, breathing in the cold air, ignoring his phobia with heights.

The view was something he'd never seen before. A blanket of snow covered the ground and some pine trees, mountains could be seen from a far distance. It started to snow very lightly. I want to live somewhere like this one day with..Axel. He sighed.

"Like it?" Axel asked a few minutes later, wrapping his arms around Roxas from behind. "Yes. It's beautiful." the blonde replied in awe. "I thought you would. Let's get something to eat. My head still hurts, but this is a trip for us." the tall man tugged on Roxas's hand, leading him back inside.

"Should we go if your head hurts?" Roxas questioned as he pulled out pants and a light blue hoodie from his suitcase.

"I've done it before," he sat, already dressed, "Hurry, I know this place that serves the best stuff ever."

Roxas quickly changed and the duo left the suite. Axel's car was parked outside, snow covering the top part. The red head grabbed Roxas's hand, intertwining them. The blonde looked at the taller man as if to ask what he was doing, this is in public. "Cotville is a really small and quiet town, no one even knows us, babe." Axel spoke, kissing Roxas's hand. "Okay." the shorter man replied, smiling softly to himself.

After walking for a while and conversing, the two reached a small diner that read Xaldin's Place. They went inside and felt the warmth of the building. There was a few other people here, not too many. Roxas directed Axel to a booth in the corner. The cushioning was purple and the table was a grey color. "Cute place." Axel commented. The men sat across from each other, each one smiling.

"How are you guys doing?" a soft spoken brunette asked. Her eyes were green like Axel's, only hers were a little darker. She wore an orange shirt under her apron and dark pants. She looked over to Roxas and her eyes went wide, "Roxas?" she smiled. Axel raised an eyebrow. "Olette? Oh my God, I didn't know you lived here!" Roxas stood up, hugging the waitress. "Yeah, it's so peaceful, and the people are just amazing. What're you doing here?" she asked.

"Nothing, Axel and I are just up here for a few days." Roxas answered, pointing to the irritated red head. Olette gave a confused look. She's known Roxas (and Namine) since high school, though she was always closer to Roxas because they were childhood friends. Frankly, she never got along with Namine too well. Olette hadn't talked to either for years and she didn't know Roxas was, well, gay.

"Olette! Get back to work!" a strong man, with dark dreadlocks tied in a pony tail, scolded. He must've been Xaldin, the boss. "Okay, Xaldin! I'll bring you guys an appetizer." Olette smiled nervously, hurrying to talk to her boss.

"Who's she?" Axel asked nonchalantly. "An old friend of mine, we went to high school together. I haven't seen her in a while." Roxas answered, smiling. The red head nodded, looking out the glass pane next to him. He seems mad. What did I do? Talk to her? Could it be that he's jealous? Cute. Roxas sat next to Axel, scooting closer to him, "Kiss me." the blonde whispered to the other man. The red head turned to him, surprised. Roxas blushed, amazed at himself. He was actually leading.

Roxas pulled Axel in as he placed his hands on each side of the red head's face, and kissed him. He licked the taller man's lips, asking for entrance, Axel hesitantly parting them. Roxas's tongue explored Axel's mouth smoothly. He tasted mint. They were making out and Roxas had started the whole thing. He was proud at the moment, not caring who was watching or how long they were doing it for. Neither men noticed, but Roxas had Axel's back hitting the glass. It was way too hot in their thick sweaters.

Olette placed a plate of mozzarella cheese sticks on the table. Both lovers pulled away. "C-can I get you fellas something to drink?" she asked anxiously. "Water." they say in unison. "Are you guys ready to order or should i check back?" she looked up, almost dropping her pencil as she wrote on her small notepad. "Cheeseburger with fries." Axel spoke up. "Same." Roxas smiled softly. Olette nodded and quickly left the scene, into the kitchen.

Axel put an arm around Roxas and kissed the top of his head, "I don't want to sound corny," he smiled, "but I feel myself when I'm with you."

Roxas leaned on the thin man's shoulder, "You make me happy." Axel kissed him slowly on the lips.

***

It was now seven at night and the duo were at a fine restaurant called Hermosa. They had both dressed in casual suits and sat at a small round table. It was dim in the place, very romantic in Roxas's eyes. There was a small candle on their table and they had finished eating, almost ready to leave. Roxas smiled to himself. The way Axel looked, just by candlelight, was definitely the best he's ever seen him. Axel was looking at the crowd slow dancing. He had light on the perfect places. Roxas had never seen him look this good.

Axel stood up from his seat, making Roxas break his concentration. The red head held out a hand to his lover, "Care to dance?"

Roxas chuckled as he was led to the ballroom floor. The first time Axel asked him to dance, led to Axel being drunk. This was different. It was intimate. Axel started to move his had lower down Roxas's back.

They moved back and forth along with everyone else. The band was playing the violin, the cello, a saxophone, and some piano. Roxas was staring directly into Axel's emerald eyes, barely wanting to blink. They had danced for a long while. Everyone was starting to leave because the band had to go home. It was just the two men dancing now, with no music.

Roxas's arms were now wrapped around Axel's neck and both of the red head's hands were gripped on Roxas's waist. Axel started humming a song.

I love you, Axel.