A/n: Here you go, lovelies.

Addiction

~o~

Roxas jolted to awareness due to sudden, persistent, pounding on the door. It was then that he realized just how naked he was.

"Sora?! Sora, are you in there?" It was his sister, Xion.

"Y-yeah, give me a minute…" He groaned a little as he sat up. His body was tingling everywhere. He covered his mouth. He could still feel those burning touches and scorching kisses. His flush only deepened as he locked the door, located his clothes, and went to the sink.

He shivered as he stared at his disheveled appearance and a rush of pleasure raced through him…

"A name! Please, any name! I need…" The red-head smirked widely and their bare bodies pressed together harder. Roxas groaned as their arousals rubbed together.

"Axel," the red-head purred seductively, making Roxas shudder. Their eyes locked and Axel smirked. "Do you have it memorized?" Roxas got lost in those blazing green eyes.

"Yes," the blond moaned, panting.

"Good, because I'm going to make you scream it."

"A-Axel… he whispered, blushing furiously, remembering the throbbing pleasure he'd felt everywhere. His eyes fluttered shut and he moaned softly. When he gathered his wits about him, he turned on the water and wiped off the blood on his face. He stared at the red droplets as they mingled with the running water and disappeared down the drain. It reminded him of that brilliant red hair.

His heart ached as he watched it disappear. He didn't understand why he had been spared or how a Vampire had found such a secluded place… or why his heart was throbbing now that they were apart.

Roxas gave a shuddering sigh and stared at himself, examining his body. He didn't feel any different… nor did he look different but he didn't remember… He paused when he saw his neck. There were hickies everywhere and two distinct puncture marks. He blushed, a jolt of panic coursing through him. "S-shit," he muttered, getting dressed quickly. Carefully he turned up the collar of his jacket to hide as much skin as possible. It wasn't perfect… but it would have to do. Then, he stared at himself in the mirror for a long moment, fixing his hair and biting his lower lip. He looked pale but other than that, normal. For the most part anyway. He hoped that the dark would help to conceal it a bit.

Roxas' eyes slipped shut and the beautiful stranger immediately popped into his mind's eye. He was puzzled by that red, red hair. It was a sign of nobility amongst the clans but he had heard of few red-heads—the progenitor, Lea, and his brother, Reno. While Reno was sighted often, Lea… stayed hidden. He'd been sighted only once in forty years, by Roxas' father when he was a child. Axel… he'd never heard of before.

He jumped when there was banging on the door. "C'mon! We have to go!"

"Okay, okay, I'm coming!" he called through the door, giving his doppleaner one last look before opening the door and leaving the restroom. Of course, his sister immediately berated him.

"Where were you?! I was looking for you everywhere! Woah, what the hell happened to you!? You look really pale!"

"I-I don't know exactly," Roxas murmured, dazedly. He felt extremely tired.

"Forget it. We need to leave before we're caught."

"Y-yeah… You're right," he replied, following her blindly.

~o~

Roxas resumed his life. He did his normal routine. Nothing seemed amiss—just like he wanted. He was to become a real slayer soon. His training would be complete and he would take his father's place, leading the resistance one day, as was expected of him. He finally would be worthy of such an honor.

However, inside, he was going absolutely crazy. 'Why, why, why?!" was all he could think. He was obsessing on Axel. He was furious, embarrassed, and dying to know why. He didn't even know how to ask the damned monster.

He exhaled heavily from his spot on the rooftop—it was his nightly routine to be on watch for his comrades. His fingers brushed against his concealed blade and he entertained the thought of taking out his anger and frustrations on that infuriating, but beautiful, monster. Yet, his heart ached at the thought of harming the creature. Questions were grating against his mind… he had to know why it had chosen him… no why he had… why…

…Axel…

He took a deep sobering breath, a thought coming to his mind. Maybe… just maybe… He stood, walking forward and making himself visible.

"Axel!" he called into the night, his breath coming out in a visible plume as he screamed it again and again. His shoulders slumped when he was met with silence. "Who'm I kidding?" he muttered. He flushed angrily. There was no reason for that beautiful creature to come to him again.

When he turned, he gasped, stumbling and nearly falling off the roof. He would have, had the red-head not caught him. Roxas blushed.

"You! Wh-what're you doing here?!" he sputtered. The red-head smirked slowly, amusedly.

"I distinctly remember hearing you calling for me, angry because I didn't reveal myself sooner." Roxas mouth worked uselessly for a long moment before he closed it, feeling like an idiot. A complete fool. He took a deep breath in an attempt to settle down the butterflies in his stomach. He wouldn't let Axel know that he affected him in such a way.

"Why didn't you kill me?" The red-head shrugged.

"Should I have?" He smiled wryly. "Should I have drank you until you were dry as I took you? Every last drop?" His eyelids lowered. "Do you suppose you would have liked that, Roxas?" Roxas shuddered.

"N-no."

"I thought as much."

"B-but why? Why would you… with me…" Green eyes stared at him levelly.

"I like you," he replied simply. The statement was true enough.

"Why?"

"I like how boldly you stare at me," the red-head murmured softly. Axel smirked slowly. "You watch me as I would watch you. Boldly. Unafraid." The red-head held himself proudly. "Even though you know what I am, slayer."

"You don't know me!"

"Oh no, I know you well." Roxas flushed in both anger and embarrassment, realizing he was still in the tall red-head's arms.

"P-put me down right now, you y-you monster!"

Snorting, Axel let go, making Roxas instinctively cling to him to keep from falling. Roxas' flush deepened when the red-head laughed amusedly. "Has the big, tough, slayer changed his mind already?" he mocked, his voice patronizing. Swallowing, Roxas couldn't help but tremble and stare at the ground, resenting the Vampire's arrogance all the while.

"Tell me something, Roxas."

"What."

"Do you always copulate with your enemies?" The boy flushed angrily, and glared at that beautiful face. He was completely livid.

"Y-you are such an-"

"Because I was hoping I was special." Roxas stared at the Vampire as if he'd sprouted another head.

"Why?"

Roxas was caught off guard when Axel leant close. "I don't like to share," he replied, his warm breath ghosting across the blond's lips. Roxas' mind stopped working for a moment or two. All he could focus on were those soft, tender… beautiful… smooth…woah, no, focus! …lips… that were quirking upward and… and… he didn't resist when Axel closed the space between them. His eyes slid shut and his traitorous mouth moved as if on its own accord, returning the red-head's kiss without consulting the rest of his body. His voice seemed to be joining in on the mutiny, moaning without his consent and saying things he'd never dream of saying… like, "Bite me…" before moaning again. His unruly body was next with joining in the treachery, grinding against Axel's firm body when he complied, completely flooded with ecstasy. He opened his eyes to look into poisonous green and then his voice was speaking again without consulting his brain. "Drink me…" he found himself groaning, overwhelmed with lust. The aroused moan he both heard and felt against his neck was almost enough to push him over the edge. Again, Axel complied and Roxas felt his vision blur as he was induced into an almost drugged-like state, groaning pleasurably until he passed out from the blood loss.

~o~

TBC