Hi! I'm trying to pop this thing out like diarrhea! I hope this chapter is too your liking. And one of the reviews asked if this was an Axel/Roxas thingy. Yes. It is. Haha... I just like angst. Anyway. Ta (:

Axel froze.

This, what he had here, he could not let it go. He could not lose this. This was his lively-hood, this is what made him tick. Without this... He shook his head and watched as Leon left the floor. His throat was dry, his chest tightened, his eyes began to slowly water.

There was one thing that always got him, being threatened. See, there were the petty threats that were just whatever. The ones that were made as jokes and taken lightly. This was Leon speaking. Squall fucking Leonhart... threatening him. Leon was a nice guy and you didn't simply brush off a threat from this guy.

Anger threatened to leave his frame, but he really couldn't afford that at the moment. Was Leon even allowed to just fire him like that? Okay, he technically owned the company...

Axel slowly made his way on set, a complete trance had already taken over his body.

"Ax- you okay? You aren't even dressed for set?" Zexion wanted to snap because they were so behind schedule, but this was something different. His eyes went soft yet curious, "Axel?" The redhead only shook his head, "Here... let's get you to the dressing room. No rush. Those fools can wait." He smiled softly and walked with Axel.

Once they were in the dressing room Zexion cleared everybody out, all the models were dressed anyway, "Alright... So tell me what happened." and Axel spilled.

"Hey, where's Ax?" Roxas questioned as he was getting his face done, "He's gonna be late." The blonde looked at himself in the mirror while Leon was stationed behind him.

"Hm... Not sure, but you know... I haven't done a shoot in such a long time. Maybe I should take his place." A sly smile entered the brunette's face, " Let's show them how it's really done." He winked and took of his signature fur jacket, beneath being a plain white v-neck and beneath that, an obviously toned chest.

"Uh.." Roxas cleared his throat, okay... sure... fine... sort of sexy.

"The theme is what...? Simple and Clean?" Roxas nodded to Leon's question. The brunette smirked as he pulled the v-neck over his head and Roxas just had to take a deep breath. He tried his best not to stare so much, "I thought you were straight, kiddo." He leaned low and over Roxas' ear, "Guess I changed that." A quick flick of his tongue made Roxas jump. Not because of the slick and warm sensation, but because a quick flash of a memory that shocked his being. Axel. Axel was the first to do that to him. Right here. Same set... This spiked electricity down the blonde's spine as he remembered Axel's hot tongue flick over his ear.

"Haha... Guess you did." Roxas said softly with a smile. His memories fusing his happiness. What happened? The biggest jackass had turned into something so sweet. Something so silly and cocky and perfect and lovable. Lovable... That word sounded weird even in his mind. Axel... Where was he?

The double doors to the set swung open as Axel walked in. Something was off, but he held his head high and confident, "Oh my... Is that Leon on set? Are we gonna share this poor blonde?" Axel smiled and slapped Roxas on the butt.

"Woah there!" Roxas called out.

"Yeah, let's share this shoot!" Leon called out and Roxas looked between the two... He instantly noticed that this was more than sharing... This was competing.

Both of the dominant males stepped on set and Zexion eyed Riku and nodded. The lights began to flash. Leon pulled Roxas on set and immediately went to work, running his hands up the blonde's sides and back, Roxas was about to pose, but then Axel suddenly came in, the softer hands found his neck... his weak spot and his eyes began to close. A small sigh slipped his lips and Leon licked his lips, though he was unsure whether the sound came because of Axel or because of him. He wanted Roxas to moan.

The brunette dipped his lips and placed them firmly upon the blonde's causing the bright blues to shoot open. And right as he did Axel's sinful hands slipped beneath his shirt. His thumb then dug beneath Roxas' jean belt and slid to the front, right where his zipper was.

A moan slash whimper made Leon more aggressive and bite on his lower lip.

"Ah!" the most petite model cried out lightly then was tugged toward Axel, his back against the redhead's toned front, Axel's thumb playing with the hem of the jeans while his four fingers ghosted over the half hard manhood, "Mm... okay! Stop... th-this.."

Leon's lips made it's way to Roxas' neck and he bore his teeth as he sunk them into the juncture between the boy's neck and shoulder.

"Ahh! Ah... Please... stop..." He began to panic but felt another set of teeth sink into his other juncture, the electricity, "No! Stop!" but they kept going, "STOP!" He pushed away from the both of them, "What... What is this? A magazine or a damned gay porn shoot?! What am I to you guys... ?" He asked exasperated, "Take ten."

Axel and Leon looked at each other... Leon pulled Axel aside.

"I thought I told you to steer clear."

"This was a shoot... And Leon... We're friends. He's all yours. Don't worry... it's just a shoot."

Leon nodded... Maybe Axel was just being a really good friend.

Okay. knocking these outta the wayyyyy! I hope you like them... even though they're short.