Ansem The Wise Preparatory Boarding School

Chapter Ten- Cinderella

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters.

Through the chaos of the first big storm of the year, Axel's Ferrari gracefully cut through the wet roadway at 110mph. The look of excitement on the cute blonde in his passenger's seat's face really made him want to show Roxas what this baby could do. There were so many questions he had for the boy, but he decided to wait and let him enjoy the ride. He had even put on "Trench" and cranked the stereo up loud, he was pretty sure he had seen a "Blurry Face" poster on Roxas' side of the twin's dorm…

Even though the heat was cranked all the way up and Axel was sweating like a sinner in church, Roxas was still shivering. He couldn't really blame the kid, his thin zip-up hoodie and cargo shorts were soaked, his socks totally destroyed. The redhead reached over and placed his large palm over the 2 small hands clasped together in Roxas' lap and almost recoiled from the frigid feeling.

"JESUS CHRIST! How are you not like, dying from hypothermia or something?" He yelled above the music and squeezed the ice blocks Roxas was calling hands, stepping harder on the gas, getting up to 125mph. Looking over, he couldn't help but smirk at the way the blondes beautiful blushing face was staring down at Axels hand covering his own. Turning his eyes back to the road his smirk broke out into a full-blown grin when he felt Roxas' index finger tentatively wrap around his pinky. The small touch sent fire though his whole body, he felt like it would surely start shooting out through his fingers and toes, this was probably the first time Roxas initiated any sort of physical contact like this with him.

Finally, the gothic gates surrounding the campus crept into sight, glancing at the clock he was a little surprised it was only 9:47, they could still go in the front entrance. He slowed the car to a more reasonable speed for school grounds and the two spent the rest of the drive in a comfortable silence, "Pet Cheetah" ending in perfect time for Axel to pull into his assigned spot. God this is SO much better than last year.

"Alright Roxy let's get you into the shower-" The blonde looked at him like he had grown a second head, but Axel was quick to clarify. "-And before you go and say something bitchy, no funny business I promise, just go to the Junior showers and I'll bring you some of my clothes to change into. You can crash in my room as long as you like if you don't feel like dealing with your brother and his bodyguard." He watched the boy consider the offer for a whole 2 seconds before mumbling "I'm not bitchy" and exited the car.

He couldn't help but chuckle, but the laugh died in his throat when he saw how WET AND DIRTY his Italian leather seat was. If this had been anyone else, he would have told them to kick rocks, and never let them in his baby in such a state, but he hadn't even thought twice when it had come to Roxas. He patted his poor disgusting baby making a mental note to have his car detailed tomorrow.

"Yeah yeah, now get your wet, bitchy ass upstairs and into those showers." He ordered once he had joined Roxas outside. The blonde looked over at him with an honest to god pout, God, he was so gorgeous.

They rode the elevator in silence and parted ways on the 4th floor, Roxas heading towards the showers and while Axel went back to his room to try and find some clothes that would fit the blonde. Once he was safely there, he had the strong urge to roll up a joint but refrained, he hadn't been high around the blonde yet, and he didn't know how he would feel about it. Instead he leaned against the window sill, opened it wide and lit up a cigarette. Normally Axel wouldn't give a FUCK about what someone else thought of him, but something about Roxas, he was helpless to it, he really did care. Now that he finally had a moment to himself, he took a moment to reflect on the night's activities.

It was rare Friday for the Organization, there were no missions, and his phone had been relatively quiet. He got a text from Luxord that they were trying to get everyone together to go bowling tonight. The Organization loved bowling, it was the right mix of cut throat competition and laid-back beer drinking. Of course, the employees hated when they came in, but that was pretty much the story anywhere they went. As long as they got their lanes on the end and the beer kept flowing, they usually behaved, and if not, at least they paid for the damage. He didn't know anything about how much tile would cost but he hoped the $600 he handed the manager on the way out was enough to cover the repairs, plus the bowling shoes he destroyed…

He just lost it when he saw Roxas kiss that stupid fucking girl, what was her name again, Namine? It was like he got the wind knocked was like he got the wind knocked out of him and stabbed in the chest all in one go. She was lucky all he did was drop the balls on the ground, he really wanted to throw them at her FUCKING head. Who the FUCK did she think she was anyways? He'd seen her fawning all over the dense freshman for the last two weeks at mealtimes, but it was obvious that Roxas wasn't interested. At least that's what he had thought up until the kiss, after that he felt like the biggest fucking idiot on the planet for wasting his time on the stupid kid, and really needed to get out of there.

Exhaling sharply, he thought of Roxas' lips touching hers, or anyone else's that wasn't his and it caused a pain in his chest. He hated himself for the jealousy he was feeling, but he couldn't help it, it seeped through him like poison. Everyday he spent with the younger teen he felt it was harder to leave him without tasting those perfect pink lips, not to mention everything else that he would love to do with the cutie. He felt almost obsessed, he was the first thought in his head every day and the last when he went to sleep at night. Dealing used to be something he loved, but he was beginning to resent it because it took him away from Roxas. He still had all his free Oxy's and Addy's to give out, he just hadn't been putting any effort into new clients recently, lucky for him he still had a good base from the last 3 years, all his regulars still hit him up on the regular.

The obvious thing to do would be to just take Roxas with him on his deals, but he wasn't sure how the younger boy would feel about that. He was pretty sure the blonde knew he was in The Organization assuming Sora's bodyguard/secret lover filled him in, plus it wasn't exactly a secret around campus, though what the kids at school thought the Organization was and what it really was a whole different ball game. If Roxas knew he was a dealer, he had never mentioned it to Axel. Maybe he was waiting for him to bring it up, but for some reason he felt like he wanted to keep that life separate from Roxas. It's not like he was ashamed of himself, in fact, quite the opposite. He LOVED being in The Organization. They were the closest thing he had to a family within 2000 miles. He loved the danger, the chaos, the rush, the FIRE. I mean c'mon, he didn't get his fierce reputation at 17 for just slangin a couple of Xan's for Xemnas.

From everything he'd learned about the blonde so far he doubted Roxas would be OK with his lifestyle. Roxas was 14, turning 15 on October 31, otherwise known as the greatest holiday of the all-time, he had a 3.7 GPA and had been in the AV club in middle school. He preferred PS4 to Xbox, he rarely cursed, he'd never snuck out, or even lied to his Mom or siblings. He's never drank, smoked, or done drugs, yeah there is NO WAY Roxas was going to want anything to do with him once he sees the real him.

The thought stung, he wasn't ready to let the blonde go just yet. Despite his initial hostility and rejection of Axel's ever bold flirtation, he meant what he said when he had initially tried to kiss Roxas that first day, he had never seen anyone with such beautiful eyes. He had never taken anyone else up the clocktower before, but something about Roxas just felt, significant. There was a pull towards him, like a magnet, he hadn't felt so strongly about anyone since… him.

With how the kid reacted back at the bowling alley, literally chasing after Axel in his socks (how cute), there had to be some feelings Roxas was holding for him. He felt the ghost of Roxas' arms wrapped around his neck, the way his small body pressed unabashed against him, not even hesitating to wrap his legs around Axels waist, like he was born to do it. God DAMN that brother for shattering the glass surrounding their fantasy, where no one else existed but the two of them. If he only had even 30 more seconds alone with Roxas, he was sure he would have finally been able to find out what those lips really tasted like.

Sighing, he ground his cigarette out in the ashtray and tried to push all thoughts from his head regarding how hard he has already fallen. Forcing himself to focus on the task at hand, he set off to find some suitable clothes for his bathing beauty. Demyx' clothes would honestly fit the freshman much better than any of Axel's, he guessed he probably had almost a foot on the kid. Walking over to his roommate's dresser he opened the bottom drawer where he was met with the infamous ducky pajamas. His signature smirk crept onto his face as images of a fresh and clean Roxas, straight from the shower in these sinful garments, waiting for Axel to corrupt the fuck out of him.

Shaking his head, he ignored his instincts and decided to give the blonde some dignity. Axel pulled out a pair of Nike sweats, a white undershirt and some socks and slides to lend Roxas. Figuring he had probably defrosted by now, he was about to sling all the clean clothes over his shoulder when he remembered he was also pretty damn wet. Quickly, he threw on a pair of sweats that sat low on his hips and a black wife beater that may be a little too small leaving a tiny piece of skin poking out between shirt and pants. Cramming his feet into a pair of slip on vans he grabbed the clothes lying out for Roxas and made a dash towards the showers.

Opening the door, he was pleasantly surprised to find Roxas still in the shower, steam filling the otherwise empty room. The freshman hadn't seemed to hear him enter so he crept silently over to the sinks and hopped up to sit on the counter, content to sit and wait for the blonde to finish up. Over the sound of water running Axel could hear a faint noise he couldn't quite place. Closing his eyes, he tried to block out all other noises and single out the sound. It was consistent, almost like a rhythm. He pressed his ear to the tiled wall to see if maybe it was music coming from the other side. Nope, the noise sounded further away now. Silently he slipped off the counter and tried to follow his ears and find the source. He quickly found the sound was coming from the showers. With every step the noise grew louder until Axel stopped in his tracks, his breath catching in his throat when the noise finally became a familiar sound of friction on wet skin.

The freshman's shower was only about 8 feet in front of him at this point, and while the opaque doors didn't allow for any juicy details, it was now plain as day that the object of his unquenchable desires was pleasuring himself in the shower. The soft slapping of wet skin was getting quicker and Axel was rooted to his spot when a quiet, but definite moan escaped from the stall. God he was so fucking HOT. He knew he should feel guilty for invading the blonde's privacy like this, but at this point it would be rude not to let him finish. Axel was captivated and felt his own member twitch and start to rapidly harden at the shaky breaths that were now flowing from the blonde's lips. This was not good, there was NO room for secrets in his baggy pants and his too small undershirt would do nothing to help if he did the whole, slip your dick into the waistband trick. He hated himself for what he was about to do, it defiantly didn't fit his teenage deviancy, but slowly and silently he started to creep away from the showers towards the door. He figured he would just slip out and re-enter the room LOUDLY this time in a couple minutes to give Roxas some privacy-God what is wrong with me? Axel Heart didn't 'give people their privacy' when he caught them jacking off in the shower, Axel Heart gets in that stall with them and really gives them something to moan about. Right before he reached the door his heart jumped to his chest and all breathing seemed to seize when he heard the unmistakable cry of "Ughhh Axel" fall from the blonde's lips in what he could only assume was his climactic moment.

In another non-Axel move, he panicked and raced out the door into the thankfully vacant hallway. Looking down his sweats were now sporting a raging tent and he willed himself to calm down, but after the show he had just received he didn't know how he could possibly do so. He squeezed his eyes shut and willed himself to think about ANYTHING other than Roxas, naked and wet in the shower, pleasuring himself and calling out AXELS NAME. Baseball, cold showers, Xigbar's empty eyehole, septic systems, naked grandma, FUCK. None of the usual was working, He hated it, but he dug deep within himself and forced himself to remember. The cold damp cellar, the screaming, the pain, the smell of burning flesh. He opened his eyes panting, he looked down and thankfully the memories had effectively sent his boner running for the hills. Pushing his memories DEEP back down somewhere inside himself, Axel focuses on taking deep breaths to control his breathing.

After taking a minute or so to compose himself and plaster his bad boy smirk back on his face, he confidently opened the door and strode back into the bathroom. He was surprised to see Roxas already wearing the shorts he had grabbed for him and Axel stopped dead in his tracks feeling the blood start to rush to his face, oh my god was he blushing?!

Axel chuckled sheepishly, raising his hand to rub the back of his neck, cerulean eyes connected with jade and he could see fear and embarrassment behind those captivating waves. His face was bright red, and he couldn't tell if it was because of the shower, the afterglow, or the embarrassment of being caught that was causing it.

"Glad you found the clothes I set out for you, sorry had to step outside, it was getting a little too warm in here." He quickly lied, he had always been good at thinking on the fly, ever since he was a kid. The expression on the blondes face softened and Axel assumed that meant Roxas was buying his lie.

"Thanks." Roxas shyly mumbled back to him, pulling the shirt on over his still damp head. Axel took the split second when Roxas face was covered, but the shirt hadn't made its way down his body yet, to take in all the glory that was a topless Roxas. The freshman's body was in a word scrumptious. His skin was perfectly tanned from the summer, not a tan line in sight. Even though he was small for his age, he still had muscle tone mostly gracing his arms, chest, and stomach. The shirt was quickly descending, covering up the beautiful form inch by inch until the last bit of skin that lay tantalizingly above his waistband was at last covered up and he let out a small exhale of defeat.

Fully clothed, the blonde hopped up on the counter to put his socks and shoes on. It was and awkward angle and after watching him struggle with both socks and a shoe, Axel had had enough and couldn't watch the struggle anymore. He snatched the other shoe from the counter beside the blonde and knelt down on one knee. Taking in the confused look on the younger boy's face, he gingerly took hold of Roxas ankle, he didn't need to hurt him anymore than he already had today, and slowly, gracefully slipped his foot into Demyx slightly too big shoes. His hands travelled lightly up the sides of Roxas' legs and he raised his head enough to witness the shudder that emitted from the youngers body. Slowly, he caressed that sun-kissed skin, soft blond hairs standing to attention meeting his strokes. Axel felt him tense up and he watched his eyes screw shut at the feeling of Axels touch. FUCK, if he got this worked up over Axel just touching his leg, imagine how he'll react to the full Axel Heart treatment.

The familiar stirring in his stomach alerted him that he needed to stop before a very recent problem made itself known again. He begrudgingly halted his movements, stood up, and planted both hands on either side of Roxas' hips. The blonde opened his eyes wide and seemed frozen in place, his eyes darting between fierce jade eyes and Axels lips that were mere inches from his. Then, he bit down on the corner of his lip and Axel couldn't help the smirk in his face from expanding at the adorable yet sexy action. He decided to have just a bit more fun and leaned even slower, until the tip of his nose brushed Roxas. Their breath mixed before the blonde seemed to stop breathing altogether before the redhead spoke.

"Just call me Prince Charming, eh Roxy?" He crooned out, his voice dripping with sex appeal and he was able to sneak in a quick kiss on the cheek before two small, but surprisingly strong hands pushed him away.

"Hey! I am not Cinderella ok?!" The Freshman pouted, rubbing his cheek where Axel had kissed him like he was trying to scrub the kiss off, the redhead would never admit it, but that stung.

"Oh no?" his reply was quick and confident, "Well the I guess I'll be needing my glass slipper back won't I?" He teased and made a grab from Roxas' foot, who kicked it away laughing in return.

"What? You think I'm kidding, c'mon give it back kid, Cinderella is out there somewhere waiting for me!" He lunged again, but this time Roxas not only dodged but hopped off the counter and was running to the other part of the room screaming "Nooo! It's mine now!" Now it was Axels turn to laugh, he was just so glad to see Roxas coming out of his shell and relaxing. He took off after the blonde and chased him in circles and figure eights until he was able to finally catch up to the giggling panting beauty and wrapped his long arms around him, effectively pinning Roxas' arms to his side as Axel lifted up in a crushing backwards bear hug.

"Axel! You're squishing me!" Roxas choked out with the little air left in his body. He loosened his grip slightly but didn't release his captive just yet. The younger boy just kicked his legs around and trashed around in his arms, it was kind of cute how he thought he could get out of Axel's grip.

"Not until you admit you're Cinderella." He breathed into the boy's ear and felt him shudder and trash around again.

"Never!" He cried, trying to suppress another giggle.

"Oh no?" Axel almost purred. He loved the feeling of Roxas' body pressed up against his, his cute little ass right on top of Axels member creating delicious friction. First, he blew into Roxas' ear before brazenly letting his tongue out to play and traced the shell of Roxas' ear. A wanton cry fell from Roxas' lips and he all but screamed "AXEL!" The redhead would not stop his assault on the blonde, alternating between blowing cool air onto wet skin, and lapping at it again. Roxas was somewhere between laughing and crying.

"A-Ah Axel! P-p-p-please S-STAWWWPPP!" the Freshman pleaded desperately.

"You already know what you need to do to get me to stop." He squeezed Roxas even tighter against him and relished in the moan that shook through the blonde when he began to nibble gently on earlobe.

"I'm Cinderella, I'm Cin-aghhh-AXEL! FUCK P-PLEASE!" Roxas cried out helplessly, thrashing more violently than ever. JESUS CHRIST this kid is so fucking HOT. It killed him to let go, but he was a man of his word and gingerly set the blonde on his feet. Roxas staggered away beet red and clutching his saliva covered ear, the way his shoulder was tensed up told Axel he had given the other goosebumps.

"That's what I though." He smirked devilishly at Roxas and licked his lips, savoring the taste of him.

"Ughhh, whatever, it's not fair, you're so much bigger than me!" the blonde pouted again and crossed his arms defiantly.

"Fair? Maybe not, but a Prince needs to be bigger than his princess" Axel replied, walking over to the bathroom door and holding it open for Roxas, motioning for him to exit first.

"I am NOT-" Roxas started indignantly before Axel raised one eyebrow in warning. All Roxas could do was huff and walk through the doorway.

The pair walking in silence back to Axels room, he had so many things he wanted to ask Roxas, but he didn't want to pry too much. Once they reached their destination, Axel sprawled out on the couch while Roxas sat awkward and rigid at the opposite end. Not happy with the blonde's sudden change of mood, he decided to break the silence.

"So, do you want to talk about what happened?" He threw out sounding just as unsure as he felt, he cursed himself for it.

"I-I don't really know where to begin…" The boy's hands were clasped tightly in front of him, his gaze fixed on them.

"Okay... I guess maybe, do you want to talk about Namine?" He had to fight back the bite that he wanted to add to her name, just thinking about her made his blood boil., but it is important he understood exactly how Roxas felt about her. The blonde just groaned and buried his face in his hands.

"Oh GOD. She must hate me so much after I embarrassed her like that in front of everyone." The poor kid sounded so torn up, burying his face in his hands.

"So you don't like her like that then?" Axel tried to be nonchalant when in reality his heart was beating out of his chest.

"I-I mean she… I guess I-" He fumbled for his words, and lifted his head from his hands. His pained cerulean eyes looked all around before meeting Axels jade gaze, Axel held the intense stare until Roxas finally found his words.

"No, I don't" He said with no waiver in his voice. Axel let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, before he had a chance to respond the blond spoke again.

"I-I think you may have been right about me." The waiver was back.

"What do you mean?" The redhead asked, not quite sure what he was getting at. The eye contact was broken and Roxas became flushed. Axel just sighed and scooted over closer to the blonde.

"Roxy, please, what do you mean?" He was surprised at the softness of his own voice, Axel was not known for his patience, but Roxas looked like he was ready to cry again, and it was breaking Axel's heart.

"I-I mean that there is no reason for me not to like her right? She's pretty and nice and smart-" He started to tear up. "She's been such a good friend to me, and I swear I didn't realize he liked me in that way until tonight. I knew I should be happy, I tried to be, but I just wasn't…" His eyes flickered up to Axels momentarily before the gaze was cast back down.

"When she went to kiss me, I knew in my heart I didn't want to do it, but I knew if I didn't everyone would want to know why, she would want to know why, so I figured the easiest thing to do would be to kiss her back." The blonde couldn't hold back anymore, the tears free falling, Axel couldn't stop himself from laying a comforting hand on Roxas' knee.

"When I kissed her, it just felt… wrong. So wrong. I knew, I knew right away that I never wanted to kiss her again, that I didn't ever want to kiss another girl again." Roxas continued, sobs beginning to rack his body. Axels heart was beating out his chest and his eyes opened wide in realization.

"Jeez Roxy, look I'm sorry that I was such a dick earlier, I remember how I felt when I first realized…." He trailed off wanting to make sure he fully understood what was happening here.

"Realize what? That your GAY?!" The trembling freshman choked out burying his head in his hands again.

He was going to correct the kid and point out that he was Bi, not gay, but now really wasn't the time to be picky about labels.

"Yeah, when I figured out I was attracted to other guys, I did not react well and I put myself through a lot of unnecessary self-torment. It took a while, but finally, with a little support, I realized that this wasn't something I could control and, look at me Roxy-" the sniffling blonde raised his swollen and puffy eyes to meet the redheads gaze "There is nothing wrong with you, there is nothing unnatural, unholy, or sick about being attracted to the same sex, so please, save yourself the pain and just know that now." His chest actually was hurting for the kid as he watched Roxas continue to just sob. I mean sure, he wanted Roxas to figure out that he was gay, but he didn't want it to be like this.

He was a bit unprepared when Roxas literally launched himself into Axels lap, throwing his arms around him and cried his heart out into the junction between his neck and shoulder. The older boy was in shock for a few seconds before tentatively wrapping his arms around the younger. He took turns tracing lightly up and down the blondes back and through his beautiful still wet golden hair. Only when Axel started whispering sweet words of comfort did Roxas begin to calm down. The sobs faded to whimpers and then to hiccups, but Roxas made no effort to move, and Axel sure as hell wasn't going anywhere.

A couple of minutes passed, the hiccups died out and was replaced by, wait was Roxas snoring? He glanced at Demyx's David Bowie clock hanging on the wall, it was only 11:30, he guessed the poor kid really wore himself out. Gently, he shifted the sleeping blonde in his arms into a more comfortable position, grabbing a blanket to cover them. Reaching for the remote, he turned on the TV, content to watch the marathon of Ridiculousness that was forever running on MTV. Seriously, do they even play anything else on this channel anymore?

He stole a quick glance at the angel in his arms, he finally looked at peace, something Axel had never seen before in his face, and for this moment at least, Axel let himself just be happy.

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"Ax, hey Ax, Sorry to wake you…" Axel felt himself being jostled slightly, his best friends voice pulling him out of his slumber. He groaned and fought consciousness, the warmth and comfort that engulfed him in dream like state was too comforting to leave. The warmth shifted around him, and he drew it closer without another thought.

"Oh c'monnnn. You know I feel bad waking you up, especially when your both so cute all cuddled up, but that kid's phone has been going off for like 30 minutes and it's driving me insane." Demyx continued to whisper to him, a loud whisper, but a whisper, nonetheless. Wait what does he mean by 'both'?

Groggily, he forced his heavy eyes open and blinked a few times, trying to gain focus, which was especially difficult in the low light. He went to stretch his body but felt himself unable to do so as a certain adorable freshman was occupying his lap, snuggled up and clutching Axels chest. His heart soared at the sight, and he was sure the smile on his face was corny as hell. As if right on que Roxas' phone started vibrating again on the table, no wonder they hadn't heard it. Not wanting to wake his sleeping beauty, he finally responded to Demyx.

"Who's name is on the Caller ID?" His voice was low and scratchy from sleep.

"Someone called Spazoid, WOAH this guy looks exactly like Roxas but with brown hair! How weird?!" The mohawked blonde lost control of the volume of his voice earning a glare from Axel.

"Yeah, that's his brother, SHIT what time is it?!" He didn't want to cause Roxas any more grief tonight, but it wasn't looking good.

"It's almost 2." Demyx replied. Sora was probably pissed, he didn't think Roxas told him where he was and it's not like Sora knew where Axels room was if he even wanted to come looking for him. He pondered just cuddling back up and ignoring this, but he knew it would just make everything worse for the kid if he kept him out ALL night. Sighing, he went to wake the angel in his arms, but was stopped by Demyx hand on his shoulder, he turned to face his friend who had the biggest grin on his face.

"This is him, isn't he?" Demyx' knowing eyes bore into him. "The kid you saw at Orientation?" The sandy haired blonde moved his eyes to Roxas, "He is absolutely adorable." Axel just beamed at Roxas before replying.

"He is isn't he?" He reached down and brushed some of Roxas' bangs out of his eyes.

"You like him, don't you? I can tell by the way your looking at him." Axels blood ran cold at those words. Hearing them said by someone else made it more real, he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. Axel did not like people, Axel fucked people.

"Yeah, he's alright, but don't get it wrong Dem, I'm just in this to fuck like always, then I'm out." He turned fixing his eyes on his best friend making sure they were hard and cold. Maybe if he could convince Demyx, he could convince himself. Demyx' eyes hardened in response and he almost looked almost offended by his statement. Axel was slightly irked by this, if there was anyone that knew why he was the way he was, it was Demyx. The blonde walked back to his bed in silence before crawling into bed and turning off the lamp on his nightstand as if to say 'this conversation is over'.

He sighed and turned his head back to Roxas, his eyes widening and his jaw falling slack when he saw two very awake, very angry blue eyes staring back at him. There was so much hurt and betrayal crashing around in those waves that Axel actually felt himself flinch, all the hairs on the back of his neck rising to attention. He tried to speak, to tell Roxas he didn't mean it, but before he could get the words out, he received a harsh slap across his face.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! I FUCKING KNEW IT!" Roxas was livid, he scrambled out of Axels arms, grabbed his phone, and bolted out the door slamming it hard behind him.

The stunned redhead brought his hand up to his sting face, he'd never been slapped like that before… Hit, pushed, shoved, punched, kicked, stomped, burned, cut, beat, even stabbed once, but never slapped. He couldn't help but think he'd rather have all of that happen to him at once than have Roxas slap him like that again.

"Good going asshat." Demyx was now sitting up in bed, arms crossed looking like a parent who 'wasn't mad, just disappointed.' Axel didn't have any words, he knew he just fucked up so bad.

"Well, what are you waiting for?!" The boy in bed threw his hands in the air, "GO AFTER HIM!"

"And say WHAT Dem?! Say I'm sorry?! Say I didn't mean it? I DID mean it! I donot have feelings for him, he's just a fuck like the rest.' Axel roared back at him standing up as panic and adrenaline filled his body.

"Alright Mr. Too-Cool-For-Feelings, I know that you don't do relationships after, well you know, but damn it Axel you are really going to regret it if you let him walk out of your life now. Demyx was actually raising his voice, he couldn't recall the last time that had happened, it had probably been 3 years.

"I have BARELY seen you since school started, your never here, your barely dealing, shit I know you still have all of your freebies to give out, you haven't regaled me with any tales of conquering the freshman class one virgin at a time, but somehow you are always rushing off to see 'someone' with a big shit-eating grin on your face. So NO, I don't believe that he is just another lay to you!" Demyx was full blown shouting now making Axel feel even lower than he already felt.

"OKAY FINE! I like him okay? It's more than that, it's like- it's like I'm obsessed with him, he's all I think about, all I care about, but this is probably all for the best anyways, what could a good kid like him want with someone like me anyways." He scoffed at himself over the idea, it was ludicrous.

"What are you even talking about. Your Axel Heart, everybody wants you." Demyx' voice softened a tad.

"Well not fucking Roxas, Dem I don't think he even knows about the Organization…" Now it was Axels turn to bury his face in his hands, he swore to himself he would never allow himself to feel like this again, but here he is, miserable and heart sick. His pity party was short lived as Demyx started to laugh hysterically.

"What the FUCK is so funny." Axel spat out, annoyed. The mohawked blonde rolled out of bed, his laughter dying down to just giggles, and sat next to the redhead reaching out and stroking the fiery mane.

"Oh, you silly sweet boy, don't you get it?" Axel shook his head.

"Look, I saw the way he ran after you in the bowling alley and I saw what happened afterwards outside, and let me tell you, that kid is crazy about you. YOU, Axel, not the Organizations VIII, not the Flurry of Dancing Flames, just you, just Axel." His words were kind and gentle, but his words cut Axel to the core. He was right, that was what was so special about Roxas, he didn't need to do anything to impress him, Roxas just liked him for him, and he had just basically told Roxas all he was to him was a piece of meat. Groaning, his head felt back into his hand and he pressed hard until little white spots filled his vision.

"Dem, why am I such a fuck up?" He turned to face the younger boy.

"You're not a fuck up, your just afraid of getting hurt again." As soon as the words were spoken, he knew he was right. "But by lying about your feelings, you're not just hurting yourself, your hurting him too."

"Goddamn it Dem, why do you always have to be right." Axel pushed himself off the couch and quickly slipped his vans back on.

"Because I know you, and sometimes your too stubborn to do the right thing, so I'm here to push you in the right direction." He stood up as well and gave Axel a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Now go get 'em tiger!" He cried and literally pushed Axel out the door into the hall and locked it behind him.

AN: AHHHH! Damn it Axel, why you gatta be so mean to Roxy. BTW if anyone reading is unaware "Trench" is the latest album out by Twenty One Pilots, if you do not listen to them I highly recommend you do. When I write for Axel, I like to listen to them, Panic at the Disco, My Chemical Romance, Halestorm, Metallica, Gunz N Roses, Mindless Self Indulgence, The Pretty Reckless, and Hollywood Undead just to name a few that have multiples on the "Axel" playlist.

Also, I am SO SORRY this took me almost a month to post, for some reason even though Axel is my favorite character, I find it more difficult to write from his POV than Rox's, plus my wedding is now only 3 months away, so I have been VERY busy having literal mental breakdowns about that, once all the wedding hubbub has died down I will have much more free time to post all of the smut I can dream up. Muah ha ha!