A/N: Our next update. Rated M for the fact that one of the couples here start engaging in certain activities...to put it lightly. Yeah, not going to give away too much about it. So, before I go rambling on, review replies:
SUFFERINGLOSTSOUL: (smiles but still likes zemyx) You can have all three in this and next update.
Faye Silo: Last chapter was definitely my most emotionally charged chapters up to date. Fortunately, those Kleenexes came in handy for it. Anyway, happy chappy for everyone today (don't feel like angsting much at the moment)
Kai Sakamoto: Well, I wouldn't want to leave you guys with Zexion dying on Demyx. That would be too much even for my own lil' heart.
Niinella: A sign of a job well done if you can move the audience. I don't know about this chapter being moving but it should bring a smile to your face.
Wondering Wolf: I think Demyx should come with a warning sign or something, saying: Warning. Cheerful attributes make you want to stand up for him when getting his name slandered...or something like that. On the flipside, it shows that their relationship is getting much deeper (though still a little bit one-sided) About his mom...I wanted to make her seem like an angel (giggles)
Indiesin: Not exactly lied. Just taking my time with the happiness that's all (smiles). I give to you...a happy chapter. (I think we've done enough angst for a while thanks you)
Hypothetical.Wonder: Well, the Akuroku moment I'm working to still is a long way away but don't worry, it's gonna be something special. And all I can say is, in the words of the immortal Betty Boop (and Oogie Boogie) "I'm gonna do the best I can".
CatrionaHearts: (victory dance) Another sign of a job well done. Hope those Kleenexes were handy.
Lavender341: Guess the Kleenexes didn't help then (sweatdrop) Ah well. Good thing Zexy does have Demmy and Demmy...well, he's just Demmy. And we lubbs him for it (hugs both)
ONiONLADi777: If you hug them both, neither of them mind I just found out! I hoped that the superhero imagery would lighten it up a little bit seeing as Zexion's trouble was getting a little bit on the heavy side. That and I thought Eyes On Me was the perfect way to summarise Demmy (seeing as he's the one besotted with Zexion but Zexion's still unsure) If you write something about Zexy-tickling-Demmy tell me!
Kabu-fangirl666: Get some! Quick! You have no idea how angsty I can get when I'm in the mood! (reviewers can back me up on this) But yeah, you're not alone with forgetting to review things. I do it all the time (sweatdrop)
Launch shinra: (accepts cookies) Hope those Kleenexes helped out and yeah, I thought the song lyrics would fit this very well. Couldn't think of anything else.
TheFoxGirlKitsune: Don't worry. I knew what you meant (smiles)
Zakell: (blushes at the comment) thank you very much. Hope you enjoy this one.
Nathali: That I wasn't. I was in an angsty mood at the time. (smiles) and thanks. Next update coming your way.
Kiki Lelsissia: Zexy is slowly falling into the state where he can't do anything without Demmy. And all is well in the world (teehee)
Demyx-KillingMeSoftly: Well here's the update you've been waiting for. And you're not weird. I think everyone enjoys a little dirty behaviour now and then. Am I right or am I right?
cherryblosson-demon: (smiles victoriously and accepts sea salt ice cream while at it) that he is. Will Zexion do the same? Answer: hell yea!
phaz: oh, he's got something planned (waves a banner saying 'Hit Zexy's Father! Fangirls go FREE!') Sick him! Oh, and a Kleenex (plural Kleenexes) is a brand of tissue.
Colonel Roxas-chan: (smiles sweetly) don't you just love them? At least you have an iPod (mine broke a few months ago and they won't get me a new one (sob))
ruine: Thank you. Good to know that I have another fan (smile)
hanakitsunechan7: Jebus...you are a bloodthirsty lil' tiger aren't ya? (well, I guess that would mean you would live up to the fox-demon part of your penname (goes off on a ramble)) But let's just say that Zexion's father will not be making another appearance again...for the time being.
Erinicole12: The song is called Keep Holding On and it's by Avril Lavigne. And if you loved the Zemyx moment, wait till you read this!
strawberyla: Whoa, freaky. Evanescense does rock in my honest opinion, especially when it comes to writing in your angsty mood. And thanks. I'm glad that my writing's improving.
almost.arwen: (blushes) thanks.
fullofmisery: Indeed it was.
Sir Gawain of Camelot: Really? Whoops! (laughs) Wonders of the alternate universe I guess. I mean, we've had the supernatural involved in here after all (smiles) But yeah, I hadn't really realised that. Too busy looking up the fact if breast cancer could affect men or not (and it can)

Right, that's that. My one charity notice: Wear a pink ribbon or wristband to raise awareness of breast cancer! Cookies to everyone who had read and reviewed (chocolate chip ones). Please read, review and enjoy!

Sweet and Bitter

Roxas fiddled nervously with the checkerboard patterned scarf, almost expecting him to wake up from some dream. A few hours ago, Axel had 'suggested' that he and the blond could go out for some 'one-on-one socialising'. In Sora's book (which Roxas was sure he had taken from Yuffie), that meant date.

Sora had definitely been hanging around Yuffie too much as he had figured out what Axel would be wearing for this 'one-on-one socialising' and used it to help Roxas get ready.

So here he was, on the sofa and waiting to be picked up, so to speak. He was wearing his jeans with black boots, a black shirt with a checkerboard patterned neck, a silver stud in his ear and the scarf was going to be tied around his neck. A black jacket was lying across the arm of the sofa. Sora was grinning at him.

"Nervous?"

"Terrified."

"Hey don't worry. Just have a good time and be yourself. He'll like that."

"Thank you for passing down your wisdom, O great guru of dating," Roxas said sarcastically.

"Oh no need for the thanks," Sora chuckled.

"Ready to go?" a new voice entered the conversation. Roxas' mouth went dry.

Axel was standing there in black skinny trousers that hugged every muscle in his legs comfortably, a loose flame red dress shirt and a black suit jacket. To Roxas, he looked like a god.

"Yeah…" he said faintly.

"OK then," Axel shrugged. "Let's get going."

"Where are you taking me anyway?" Roxas asked as he felt himself being pushed to the door by Sora who was busy saying "OK OK, get moving and have fun. Time's a-wastin' and all that."

"You'll see for yourself," was the mysterious monotone answer.

When they had left, Sora had an interesting little smile on his face. He felt two arms wrap around his shoulders.

"You think they'll be alright?" Riku asked.

"Course they will," Sora dismissed it. "Roxas is with Axel and you know what he's like about perverts."

"Don't I know," Riku smiled, kissing his boyfriend's cheek and watching it blush cutely. "Anyway, what did you have planned for tonight?"

"I'm glad you asked that," Sora grinned. "Let's get dinner."

"We're going out?"

"No. We're making it."

Riku blinked. Now this was going to be interesting. So far, Riku had taken control of the kitchen since neither of the twins had showed that they could cook and Axel would've had them living on a life supply of noodles. But then again, he didn't have Tifa baring everyone from the kitchen utensils. Seriously, that girl liked Aerith's cooking way too much for her own good.

"I already started with the spaghetti and the dessert is in the process of being made right now. So maybe you'd like to finish off the main meal while I concentrate on dessert."

"Sounds fair enough," Riku replied, taking his place.

A few moments later, Riku wished he had insisted on letting Sora do the main meal.

Sora had planned on making a strawberry and cream with an assortment of other fruits and crumble but somehow he had managed to get cream all over his face. And that was not helping the growing bulge in his pants. Sora pouted as he concentrated solely on the dessert.

This is not going to help…this is not going to help…

Riku went over to him, spaghetti left unattended. He wrapped his arms around Sora's small waist. Sora looked over at him.

"What is it?"

"You have some cream on your face."

"Oh," Sora blushed. "Sorry."

"Don't apologize," Riku breathed into his ear, feeling Sora shiver. "It's a cute look."

He licked some cream of his cheek, feeling the heat on Sora's skin.

"Ri…ku…"

"Yeah?"

"I can clean it off myself."

"Nah, I'll take care of it."

His hands were dipping dangerously low to Sora's groin. Sora gasped as he felt one hand touch the rising bulge, feeling a bolt of electricity going through him.

"Ri…ku…stop it…"

"I can't help it. You're so cute, it's delicious."

"Ri…ku!"

Roxas was looking into the wine glass he had been given, looking at the rich blood red liquid inside swirl.

"It's not going to go down faster if you stare at it," Axel pointed out.

"Sorry," Roxas said sheepishly. "Thinking."

Axel pointed a finger at Roxas' forehead. "I told you, you think way too much. What's it this time?"

"Why are we here anyway?"

Right now, they were in The Imperial Garden Hotel. Roxas had heard the name in passing but he couldn't remember the significance of it.

"No reason. Just thought to piss my boss off a little."

"You work here?"

"On most nights. They got another singer for today though."

"Oh?"

Someone then announced the singer's arrival, an Arabian beauty called Jasmine. Her jet black hair was hanging loose with a number of diamante clips clinging to it, a small head band with a sparkling sapphire rest atop her head. Her clothes were mostly purple, consisting of a skirt with a gauzy material sewn over it and a top with long see through puffy sleeves and silvery tassels that left her bronze stomach bare and on show. Once she opened her mouth, the whole atmosphere seemed to relax, watching in awe as the woman sang softly and sweetly.

"Not half bad," Axel nodded. "Has my approval."

"You're like this with everyone?" Roxas asked.

"They pay me to do this," Axel shrugged, "since I'm more musically adept than any of the idiots that work here. Sometimes they really hire some sour notes…literally."

He took a swig of his drink. Roxas only sipped at his.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Roxas asked timidly.

"Just general things," Axel dismissed with a wave of his hand. "I'm just giving this…socialising with one person solely a try."

Roxas felt like Axel was purposely trying to avoid the word 'date' or the phrase 'hang out'. But somehow, he didn't mind. He was just trying to get his head round how Axel had come to this stage all of a sudden.

Roxas had been busy sketching again that day, shivering slightly as a winter wind blew into the room. The breeze made him wish for snow. Back at Twilight Town, it came in thick clouds and blanketed the ground and he was hoping that since Radiant Garden was further up north, it would snow here much more. He had been left disappointed.

But that wasn't the issue.

The issue was that Axel had decided to show up this morning. He had been drinking at work again last night so Riku had made sure that he had locked the twins' rooms so that he couldn't go in and molest any of them just in case he was in sexual-drunk mode again. Riku, unfortunately, had to deal with slightly-sexual-but-acting-more-like-a-hyper-child-a-là-Demyx mode. That consisted on cute sexual innuendos and Axel commenting on Riku's 'purdy silver girly hair'…or his hips. Can't forget the hips. Though Riku had the perfect comeback to that. Use Axel's hips against him! But getting back to the point…

Axel had come out, hangover and all (and topless much to Roxas' happiness and dismay. He knew he was going to get horrible wet dreams because of the sight) and strode over to where Roxas was.

"Oh hey," it had started out innocently enough.

"Hey," Axel replied, yawning soon after.

"Rough night?"

"You know it. Please remind me as to why I let customers buy me drinks?"

Roxas shrugged. "Beats me. I don't even know where you work."

Axel had a thoughtful look in his eyes. Even though his face was straight and unfeeling, Roxas had learned to read his eyes. Axel couldn't hide anything in those gleaming jade eyes. Those eyes turned on him.

"What you drawing this time?"

"Oh…um…just some objects." He pointed at the numerous objects in front of him, including a glass, an apple and a star-shaped button he had found in his room for some reason or another. Axel looked at them critically.

"Aren't they a bit bland?"

"It's only practice, not huge masterpieces."

"Must get boring though."

"I'd like to see you try this," Roxas pouted.

"And I would take you up on that if I wasn't so crap at drawing stickmen."

He cannot be serious…

What Axel did next took him by surprise. Roxas wondered if the effects of alcohol were still on the red-haired vocalist but he cupped the blond's face between his long fingered hands, looking intensely at him. Roxas started blushing furiously, feeling the heat rush up to his face.

"A-Axel?"

Axel pressed his lips on Roxas' making the blond's eyes widen with surprise. He was so sure now that Axel was still feeling a bit tipsy, at the very least. He broke away and looked at him.

"How about I take you out tonight…you know, doing a one-on-one socialising."

It sounded more like an order than a suggestion, but Roxas knew better. And he was glad that Axel was taking another step forward.

"OK. Sounds like fun."

A few hours later, Roxas was beginning to fret about it once the surprise of Axel taking one more step forward faded.

"You're thinking again," Axel stated, cocking an eyebrow.

"Oh, sorry," Roxas apologized. "Guess overthinking is a bad habit."

A corner of Axel's mouth tugged slightly into a very quiet smile. Roxas couldn't help but smile back. Jasmine's song ended and was awarded with a well deserved applause.

"She's really good," Roxas commented.

Axel kept silent, looking at her critically. "Like I said, not half bad but there's room for improvement."

Roxas opened his mouth to say something but closed it when he saw a tall, long blond haired man standing above them. Axel either hadn't noticed or was pretending not to notice him.

"Axel."

"Vexen."

Roxas saw that the man, dressed only in a black suit, had acidic green eyes. He looked away, finding interest in Jasmine's next song.

"As I'm sure you've noticed already, we're missing a pianist."

"I wondered why you were heavily relying on speakers tonight."

"Don't take that tone with me. I could have your pay cut."

Axel had chosen to ignore that comment. "And let me guess; you want me to be the replacement since I'm the only one in this bar that is currently available and already in the building. Am I right so far?"

"Yes."

"Well, you're gonna have to make it worth my while," Axel smirked. "Because I see no profit for me if I leave my friend here alone."

"I'll pay you for tonight and the drinks will be on the house," Vexen offered immediately. Axel seemed to ponder on this.

"Well, I need the extra money seeing as Yuffie somehow managed to convince me to let her have her damn party at my place. After all, this is Yuffie," he muttered to himself. "Damage expenses are expected." He stood up. "OK, fine. I'll do it."

"Excellent! I'll just go tell Ms. Jasmine that she'll have a pianist after all."

Vexen left. Roxas looked up, but Axel avoided his gaze. "Sorry about this," he sighed.

"Hey it's OK," Roxas smiled. "I kinda want to hear you play anyway."

Axel ruffled his hair. Roxas knew that this was Axel's way of showing that now, he didn't feel so guilty. It also was a sign to anyone who had ideas about Roxas to back off or else they had the vocalist to deal with.

"Just don't cause too much trouble alright."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Roxas asked, pouting.

Axel chuckled quietly, not answering his question.

Back at the apartment, things were heating up.

"Riku…! We shouldn't be doing thi…ah…!"

Sora was clinging onto Riku's shoulders as if his life depended on it, his back to the kitchen counter, feeling his member being squeezed and stroked and god knows what else. All he knew was that this was wrong…but it felt so good! Riku was busy sucking on a spot on Sora's neck, nipping it on occasion. He felt his own length go rock hard.

"…ku…please…ah…ha…"

"It's OK," Riku whispered into his ear.

"Don't eat me…" Sora whimpered childishly. Riku just found that incredibly cute.

"I'm not going to eat you, even if you do taste sweet."

Sora cried a little, panting even harder as Riku quickened the pace.

"Ri…ku…stop…"

"Why?"

"If you…keep on with that…ha…I'll…I'll…ah…!"

Sora slumped a little, bringing Riku with him to the floor. His eyes were shivering in their sockets, looking at his boyfriend with hazy bright eyes. Riku kissed him softly on the lips.

"You OK?" Riku asked quietly, worried that he could've gone too far for Sora's liking. Sora nodded his head.

"It was a bit of a surprise…but…it felt good…"

Riku smiled, holding onto his brunet closer to him. Sora pulled away for a moment, looking down at the tent in Riku's pants.

"Um…what are you going to do about that?" Sora asked shyly.

"Well, that's a step that you have to decide on really," Riku explained, wondering how the hell he was going to get rid of this little problem without freaking Sora out. He was pretty sure the bathroom wasn't sound proof. Sora placed a hand there, making Riku shudder a little. "Sora…don't do that if you-"

"I want to Riku," Sora said with an innocent smile. He then pointed down. Riku looked down, eyes windening with surprise.

"Hard again?"

"I can't help it," Sora pouted, putting on a whiney child's voice. "It won't stop doing it now Riku."

Riku's face looked a little strained. Sora cocked his head to the side.

"What?"

"You. Me. Bed. Now," Riku ordered, picking Sora off the floor and flinging him over his shoulders.

"Be nice to me will ya!" Sora yelped.

"Don't worry about it. You'll have a good time, I promise you."

He patted Sora's behind, resulting in a surprised squeak. Riku laughed, tossing Sora onto the bed and pinning the brunet freshman there, leaving him as a victim to the sweet torture as he felt his top being discarded. Sora groaned, blushing deeply as he felt the huge difference compared to his rape. Riku was much softer and gentler, always stopping what he was doing if Sora grimaced in pain. When Riku discarded his own shirt and Sora's pants, Sora ran his hands up and down Riku's slim body. It was very toned…almost like a surfer's body. Riku placed a hand over Sora's, bringing it up to his lips.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, letting go of Sora's hand and bringing it down along his back until he reached the small entrance. Sora winced slightly as he felt one finger go in. Riku looked at him for an answer. Sora nodded his head. He was sure about doing this. Riku inserted another finger, cringing as Sora grunted and screwed his eyes shut.

"Sora…I have to do this. If I don't prepare you enough, it'll hurt a lot more."

Sora just nodded, not answering him. Riku felt like his heart was cracking, feeling guilty for doing this to the small freshman.

"Riku…" Sora breathed.

"Yeah?"

"Put it in."

"In a second."

Riku just wasn't sure if Sora was prepared for this. Sora pouted up at him, furrowing his eyebrows. "If you don't do this now, the wait's going to kill me."

Riku smiled down, placing one hot passionate kiss on Sora's mouth. "If you're so anxious to do it, then OK…but don't say I didn't warn you about it hurting."

Slowly and taking great care, he entered Sora. The small brunet cringed in pain, his fingers digging into Riku's back.

"If it's too much, tell me," Riku whispered as he slowly began moving. Sora's cries of pain tugged at Riku's heart, making him want to stop and just hug the poor boy but soon those cries were replaced with moans of pleasure. And this just made Riku all the more excited.

"So…good…" Sora panted, giving a small satisfactory sigh once he came. Riku smiled, burying himself into Sora's neck.

"Please keep going," Sora whispered.

"Is that what you want?"

Sora nodded his head. Riku smiled, kissing him softly on the bruise that had formed their from his previous attention on the brunet's neck.

"Then I have no choice but to fulfil your wishes then."

"Axel, back there, you were amazing," Roxas laughed. "You and Jasmine sounded great together."

"You were just watching an amateur," Axel dismissed. "Zexion's the master."

"So? I still thought you were good. Doesn't that matter?"

"I guess so," Axel mused as he turned the key. Once they stepped inside, they realised that it was quiet…too quiet.

"Sor-mmmph!"

Axel clamped a hand on the smaller blond's mouth, bringing a silencing finger to his own. Roxas scowled at him but then he could hear something. Moaning. And then Riku's voice. Then he heard Sora's breathless voice. Roxas' eyes went as wide as saucers.

"Should we go?" Axel asked. "I think they wouldn't want us to hear them going at it."

Roxas nodded his head vigorously, bringing his face away from Axel's mouth and exiting back into the hallway, a blush on his face. Axel turned back to his apartment, sighing with annoyance.

"I can only hope that Riku doesn't turn Sora into a sex fiend," he prayed quietly before shutting the door and letting the two lovebirds continue their…'activities'.