ZOMG! I'm sooo sorry this is late. I promised I would be updating a lot since it's Spring Break and all...but I hit a freaking wall! Can you blame me? I mean, I had the next three chapters typed up but I had them all open and was editing them...when the power went out! And when it came back on, they were gone! GONE! OH WOE IS ME!

Lucky I have a majority of the chapters handwritten...but I'm still PO'd that I had to rewrite this chapter and the ones that come after...they were really good (sniff) but I think this rewrite came out a little better. I'm really lost now, so forgive any inconsistencies. I'll get back in the groove, I swear!

Disclaimer: I don't own KH or it's characters...I only own the rhymes in the notes...you'll see what I mean, lol.

Kanta: you're still upset about the loss, aren't you?

Ramen: 'Upset' is a severe understatement that requires punishment for even uttering, Kanta...

Kanta: (sighs) whatever...read and enjoy, sorry it's so late.

Ramen: GAH!

"Late again…typical…" Roxas sighed irritably. "If he insists on picking me up everyday, the least he could do is be on time for once."

Axel was, unsurprisingly, late again picking him up, obviously. Roxas sat at the top of the steps leading from the main building to the parking lot below, books long forgotten at his side. Ever since the incident with the phone, Axel had been persistent in taking Roxas everywhere, and at first, Roxas hadn't minded. More time with his boyfriend and he didn't have to be alone. Seemed like the perfect arrangement at first.

Now it was really starting to piss him off.

"Roxas? What are you still doing here?"

Roxas tilted his head back to see one of his classmates, Namine, standing over him with a soft smile on her face, her sketchbook clutched to her chest. She was a sweet girl, and she looked the part too. Her bright, almost white, blond hair fell just past her shoulders, and she always wore white. Today the outfit was a tight top and matching pants. How she found so much white was beyond him. He personally wasn't too hip to the color, but on her it seemed to work.

Namine's deep blue eyes darkened with worry. "Are you alright? I didn't think you stayed so late. Don't you have to get home? Do you need a ride?"

He was about to pass up on the offer when another person called his name. "Roxas!"

Suddenly I'm Mr. Popular… sighing again, Roxas stood and faced his professor. "What?"

"I'm glad I managed to catch you outside of class. I meant to talk to you earlier, but you always leave so quickly." Roxas bit back a retort at that. It was rather stupid how he always rushed out of class. Fool that he was, he always expected Axel to be waiting. "Anyways, can I speak to you? It'll only take a few moments of your time."

"What is this about?" Roxas tried to sound interested and less annoyed, but he really wasn't in the mood to discuss his grades, or his mid-term paper. Glancing back at the road, and still seeing no sign of a certain redhead, Roxas gave in and turned all of his attention to his professor.

"I was grading your mid-term, and I've noticed that you have a talent for writing." Fighting back the urge to roll his eyes, Roxas modestly nodded. "And I was wondering…there's a job opening at the local newspaper. I was curious to see if you might be interested."

That instantly caught Roxas' attention. "W-what? Are you serious?"

"Very. I used to work down there to put myself through college. Every now and then, when they're hiring, they ask me to check with any of my Journalism students. So, what do you say? Interested?"

"Y-yes! Of course!" Roxas couldn't hold back his smile. Hell, he could barely keep himself from bouncing in joy at this point. Finally, he was getting an opportunity to do what he'd always wanted to do!

"Great, I knew you would be." His professor laughed and patted Roxas on the shoulder. "Well, here's the number." He handed him a business card, which Roxas snatched up. "Just tell them I told you to call."

More grateful than words could ever say, Roxas nodded numbly, staring at the numbers printed neatly on the card. This was it. This was really it! He was so busy staring at the card, he didn't notice his professor saying goodbye and walking away, or notice Namine creeping closer, a soft blush on her face.

"S-so…you excited?" she ventured softly.

"Are you kidding? This is the best thing that's ever happened to me!" Roxas cheered, giving in to his urge to bounce in joy.

"That's great." Namine laughed a little, her blush deepening. "Um…Roxas…I've been meaning to ask…would you…um…"

"Eh?" Roxas hated to admit it, but he wasn't really paying any attention to whatever Namine was muttering about. He was still gazing dumbly at the business card in his hand.

"Roxas!"

Now that was one voice, he wasn't irritated to have break into his thoughts.

Roxas whirled around and all but flew down the steps to tackle Axel into a tight hug. "Axel! You'll never believe this, I can't even believe it!" he pulled back to hold the card up. "Look! I got a job offer from my professor for the local newspaper!"

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Axel smiled down at Roxas, amused at seeing the blond so excited. "That's great, baby." He couldn't help but notice that when he'd pulled up, he'd seen that blond girl standing at the top of the steps all but cuddling into Roxas' side and blushing. That little twinge of jealously, of possessiveness swept through him again and Axel hugged Roxas closer.

The girl kept staring, and she wasn't leaving. She obviously liked Roxas…his Roxas.

"I just can't believe it's finally happening!" Roxas continued with his happy rant about the job offer. He didn't say a thing about being practically crushed, just kept smiling and talking.

"Roxas…I'm happy for you, really I am…but can we go?"

"Hm? Oh! Right! WAIT!" Roxas tore out of his arms and jogged back up the steps to retrieve his forgotten books. He grinned sheepishly at the girl. "Heh, sorry for ignoring you earlier, Nami. Catch you tomorrow?"

The girl positively beamed. "Sure!"

"'Kay, see ya!" Roxas trotted back down the stairs. As he bent over to stuff his books into the saddlebag, Axel glared up at the girl who was giggling quietly as she watched Roxas struggle with the buckle.

"Roxas…"

"Hm?" When he straightened and turned, Axel grabbed a fistful of blond hair and jerked Roxas into a hard kiss. Roxas squeaked at the intense contact, but relaxed almost immediately, coaxing him into a gentler, deeper kiss.

Axel pulled away and straddled his motorcycle, Roxas climbing on behind him. Before driving off, Axel glanced back up to see the girl staring after them, wide-eyed and silent. Heh, I should feel bad, but I don't. Serves her right…Roxas is mine.

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"Should I call tonight, or wait until tomorrow? If I call tonight would that seem desperate? I don't want to seem desperate…" Axel shook his head slightly as he unlocked their mailbox. Roxas couldn't stop thinking about his dilemma. He really wanted to call and set up an interview before any others took the spot, but presentation was everything, and he didn't want to seem too needy…

"Do you know who this is from?" Axel asked, snapping Roxas out of his thoughts. He blinked at the blank envelope Axel held out to him. Roxas took it and looked all over for some kind of address or indication as to who it was from.

"Um…no…I take it you don't either?" when Axel shook his head, Roxas gazed back down at the plain, white envelope. It looked harmless enough. "Should we open it?"

Axel shrugged and shut the mailbox, locking it. "I have no idea."

"Let's open it. It's probably from one of the guys anyway." It was something they would do after all, leave a mysterious note in their mailbox. Besides, who the hell else had a key besides him and Axel? Clearly it was one of their friends. Roxas tore the envelope open and pulled out the small note. Written in clean, clear print was a small little rhyme set in the very center of the paper.

"If you're gay, stay away."

Roxas blinked at the paper, handing it to Axel who read it over, frowning. He flipped the paper over, searching for any other writing, but there wasn't anything. Just that lame little rhyme.

"Fucking homophobes…" Axel grumbled tearing the paper to pieces and throwing them in the air, letting them fall where they may. "Let's go."

Roxas jerked his hand free. "No, wait." Axel paused. Roxas smirked. "Let's get 'em back."

Axel's eyes brightened at that. He slid his arms around the blond. "Hm…and where is this naughty behavior coming from?"

"Oh, you'd be amazed at how bad I can be." Roxas teased, brushing his hand softly across Axel's jaw.

"Mm…what do you have planned?"

"Nothing too big or extravagant…just a little payback is all."

"I'm all ears."

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The persistent knocking was not only irritating in that it wouldn't stop, but it was interfering with Axel's Roxy Time. And that never put the redhead in a good mood. He stomped up to the door, leaving a panting, flushed Roxas on the couch. Jerking it open, he glared down at the building's manager. "What?"

"Are you behind this?" the manager held up a small piece of paper. Red-faced the manager huffed when Axel just stared at him and ignored the paper. His tone hard, he read what was written on the paper. "If you hate, it means you're straight?"

Roxas giggled from his spot behind Axel, making the redhead chuckle.

"This is serious! One of these notes was found in every mailbox in the building!" the manager crumpled the paper in his fist. "Are you the ones responsible for this!" he demanded.

"So what if we are? It was justified. Your tenants are a bunch of assholes." Roxas snapped, sporting that famous, angry pout that always made Axel just want to kiss him.

The manager pointed at them. "Just watch it. If they're giving you trouble, there's a reason. These are good people living here." His face reddened even more when Axel and Roxas snorted at that, smiling at each other. "Look, if this happens again,"

"You'll what? What law have we broken?" Axel challenged, crossing his arms as he stared the shorter man down.

He sputtered before whirling away and stomping down the hall. Roxas peeked out from behind Axel and stuck his tongue childishly out at the man's back before Axel shut the door.

"What a prick."

"Indeed…" Axel backed Roxas into the wall. "But he's gone now…"

"Mm…so he is…"

"How'd the interview go?" Axel asked as he led Roxas down the hall to their apartment the next day.

"I think it went really well, actually. I hope I get the job." Roxas answered, sounding hopeful.

"You will…what the hell?" Axel paused. He bent down and picked up the item sitting in front of their door.

"What?" Roxas' eyes went wide at what Axel held. It was a round, brown, almost cake-like thing with little bits of what looked like… "A fruit-cake?"

Axel snorted. "Oh, that's real original." He whirled around to shout down the hall. "YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN THAT YOU BUNCHA DICKS!"

They went into their apartment where Axel promptly set the fruit-cake on the counter and fished around in the kitchen drawers.

"What're you doing?" Roxas asked, side-stepping the counter.

"This," Axel said sweetly, holding up a fire-cracker. Roxas shook his head with a laugh. Sticking it firmly in the tough cake, Axel took it back out into the hall. Roxas followed, curious as to what Axel was going to do.

They went all the way down to the manager's door. "Are you going to file a complaint or something?"

Axel grinned evilly. "Sure…a complaint…" he set the fruit-cake down and pulled his lighter out. "Get ready to run."

Roxas choked when Axel lit the fuse and took off down the hall. "W-wait!" Axel grabbed his wrist and dragged Roxas back up the stairs. Along the way, they dimly heard the loud "pow!' from downstairs, followed by uncontrollably fits of laughter from Axel.

"I can't believe you just did that, Axel."

"Oh please, that was nothing. If they wanna keep this up, I'm game." Axel waved a dismissive hand. "They started it. We're just countering."

Roxas tried to fight back a smile and failed. "You're horrible."

"No, they're horrible."

As the night wore on, the two of them came to the same conclusion. Things were escalating, but they had to make their stand.

It's on.

DUN DUN DUUUUN! Yes, that's right. It's ON! The war has begun, and the first shots have been fired. What will happen next? Well, we'll have to find out together, because I basically combined those three chapters I lost into this rewrite. I know...LAME! (bangs head against the wall)

And yes, I introduced Namine. No real reason behind that one...I just wanted the write Axel being possessive is all. She isn't a key player or anything. She just kind of added herself...blah...

Axel: Roxy IS mine! (bites Roxas' shoulder)

Roxas: Gah! What the hell! Get off me you freak!

Axel: (growls) mine...

Ramen: (squees and takes pictures) Oh, almost forgot. Review please! If there are any pranks or letters or whatever you wanna see come up in the Homophobic Neighbor War, let me know, I'm open to your suggestions. I'm thinking of having the next chapter center around the others, just so we can spend some time with them, you know? Oooo, maybe we can see Demyx perform on stage! Does that sound cool? Review an' lemme know! Luv y'all! (goes back to taking pictures)