Hello, I'm back, and I want to say thank you for the support, I enjoy the reviews I get =] Anyways, I have nothing much to say, just gonna start the chapter.

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Chapter 20: Zexion

More time had passed, in that slow and languid way that time always seemed to posses. I wanted to grasp it and make it stop, because for once I was truly feeling happy. It was due to Demyx, I knew that much, but I felt fear grow in the pit of my stomach as the days passed into another week. I felt like time was running out. I felt like something big was going to happen. I could almost taste the trails of pain it would bring, and the odd sixth sense brought on knowledge that it also had to do with Demyx, but also with Axel, Roxas, Sora, Riku, and even other people I had never known the name of, but now could name freely. What was happening to my mind?

Demyx was at another appointment. We thought the techs had done something strange to him, because he had been acting oddly, but also because he had been having a lot of check ups. We were worried, Axel and I especially. The pyro was a new topic all together. He and Roxas seemed to be fighting, and they hadn't shown too much stock towards each other in the first place, but not much seemed as it should be this time around. Axel was moping a lot more than usual, and Roxas appeared to be a little put off, or on edge. I wanted to ask what was going on, but I could not.

Axel was napping on his bed, and I was simply cleaning up his room, because he and Riku never did. I didn't like things to be messy like their space always was, I didn't understand how people could live in disorder like they did, it just annoyed me, to no end. So I picked everything up, and began dusting. Axel hated when I dusted because he always ended up sneezing, but it had to be done once in a while, I mean, no one truly wants bunnies clinging to their socks. Do they?

I hummed a little to myself as I thought things through, all of the crazy happenings that always seemed to be going on, and that's when it hit me.

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It was like I had walked in on something I should not have. The hall way was dusky, the lights turned down, to a soft hue, for the mood I supposed. Everyone was inside still, enjoying the fancy dinner, and sophisticated dancing. Everyone except a familiar mop of red hair, and a short blonde. They were bickering a little, as usual, but in a good natured sort of way, and Roxas was smiling pleasantly while waving a cookie as he spoke, his hushed tones too soft for my own ears to pick up. He took a bite, closing his eyes while he did so, and when that happened, Axel dove. Not harshly, or obtrusively, but certainly not innocently either.

The pyro's hands grasped either side of the boy's face and the cookie fell to the floor with a definitive sound. Roxas's eyes popped open, widely, and he chewed carefully, swallowing rather dramatically after. Axel's face was only have apparent to me, but I could tell that he was not smirking, he was truly smiling, and as he leaned them closer together, his cats eyes closed, and his lips eased onto the younger boy's. Both enjoyed their soft few moments, both with their lids shut tightly, to savour the moment, but neither sensed me watching.

I felt odd, spying on them like this…. It was something special, and secret. I slunk back into the shadows and moved back into the foyer, where everyone else was still moseying around blandly. Demyx smiled at me from somewhere across the room, and I had to stop myself from smiling back. He looked good in a button down shirt and tie…

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I turned my attention to Axel, my gaze slightly glazed over, recalling all the times I had seen Axel and Roxas together. Were they really an item before? I wished I knew, because maybe that was just one fluke. Maybe they were just horny, and got at each other. Who was I to judge?

Axel was snoring somewhat loudly, his mouth hanging open in the most adorable way I had ever seen for something so unattractive. His hair was not fluffy like normal, it hung limply all around his head, splayed over the pillow and looking almost as silky as Riku's. He looked all the part of a rocker that he was, but there was a soft sort of innocence in his face. He was truly a good person, and I was glad to call him my friend. I'd have to pay a lot more attention to Roxas and he. They seemed so playful when they had been in my room, but that was Axel, and I had chalked it up to that at the time as well. What if it wasn't just the pyro though? What if the bickering was just how they got along with each other, their sort of flirting?

I shook my head a little, to get the thoughts out, I would have to be patient and see on my own. I was no against waiting for something like that. I closed my eyes and sat down languidly on Riku's bed, which I had made a few minutes previously. It was soft, and smelt like ice. That sounded funny, but Riku reminded me of the fresh, and cold scent that wavered off of ice, the kind of smell that came out of a freezer on a hot day. Maybe that wasn't a smell, but a taste. Some tastes felt like smells though, I really didn't know. I found myself longing to cut though. It was random, out of the blue, but I began scolding myself for not knowing if it was truly a smell or just a taste or if it was just a feeling in general, and I felt my mind unfurl. The self hate reared its ugly head and I felt waves of angst pass through my body. It would feel good, to have a blade, slicing my thigh. It would feel really nice, and no one had to know, no one had to see it… What would I use?

"Axel?" I forced myself to call out his name, moving closer to him, sitting on his bed instead. Demyx wasn't around, but I knew I shouldn't cut, because he would find out, and even if he didn't, I would know. I would feel the full weight of the guilt bearing down on me. I didn't want to see him fall again. I didn't want him to be sad.

"Wake up, Ax." I nudged him a little, looking blandly at his fluttering sour apple eyes. He looked at me a little confused, and yawned in a feline sort of way. I didn't really wait for him to wake up, I nudged him over, so there was space for me, and I curled into the crook of his arm. He was relaxed as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and held me in a friendly way. Axel was a good person, a really good person.

He didn't ask me what was wrong, he seemed to get it, the urge that swept me off my feet, it wasn't truly logical, it was a force of habit, and it was something I was trying to beat. I would do it. I would be able to. Demyx and the pyro said so. If they said so, then they had to be right… Right? What would happen if they were wrong?

I pinched my eyes shut and ignored that, because it was not what I should have been thinking at that moment. I fisted Axel's sweatshirt, and tried to even out my breathing. He was asleep again, but I didn't care. His hand was inbetween my shoulder blades and I was reminded that he did care, that Demyx loved me, that Axel loved me, that they would always take care of me if I needed someone to take care of me. They were a house and shelter from everything else.

I wondered how Axel was doing. I never asked, not nearly enough anyways. What if he was falling apart inside and I was just being stupid and selfish? I really had to pay more attention to him. He deserved to be happy, and I was truly going to make him that way, as much as I could anyways.

I soon fell into a soft slumber, and was awakened later by Demyx's arrival into the room. When I looked at him through a sleepy haze, I saw the familiar envy spiked in his eyes. I smiled languidly at him, and got up, as Axel was stretching. I greeted him with a warm hug, nuzzling into his neck with my nose.

"Hey there," he laughed a little, hugging my tightly to his chest. "You're nose is freezing!" He scoffed as I nestled closer to his heat. I smiled pleasantly and stayed there, gripping his strong back, and calmly swaying a little, which turned into an odd sort of dance thing. He laughed lightly, and kissed my hair, before swinging me around, peels of giggles coming from both of us as our speed increased and we crashed into Axel on the bed, beckoning a strangled yelp and his own laughter.

"You idiots, get off of me!" His voice was hysterically benevolent and he thrashed a little, poking us each int turn which ended up with us flying at him, to tickle him to death. His eyes were shut tightly as tears sprang from laughing incessantly, and Demyx and I giggle more, not relenting despite getting hit a few times by his flying limbs.

It was good fun, all of us agreed when we finally collapsed near one another.

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Alright, so what did you think? I know it's oddly a lot of fluff, but I have my own reasons for that. I've already gotten a good deal of the next chapter done, and I really need to update my ED fic, so I'm sorry if any of you that read both of these are upset with me for the lack of update on that one, but I just haven't been in the right state of mind to write it. I do have the next chapter written, but it's not what I want to happen, so I'm rewritting it.

Anyways, until next time, stay happy and safe.