Hey guys. Sorry it took me so long to update….wow…chapter three. That's a big number for me considering I can never get past chapter one on most of my stories…. Please go easy, this is my first attempt at making something a little limey… Lord.. the last chapter might have seemed short to you guys, but it was really long to me. And there might be minor ooc, cause hey…no ones perfect.. Here ya go! Chapter three! Woo! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own kingdom hearts or any other franchise or band that might get mentioned in here.

Recap:

"Well, Mr. No Name, I've had a nice conversation with you." It was true, the conversation was so relaxing and calming, he had forgotten all about his current predicament with Kairi. 'It feels almost as though…but that couldn't be possible… could it?' Sora got up from his spot from the tree, deep in thought, and muttered a small good bye to the man sitting in front of him. When Mr. No Name didn't say anything he turned and left. The sound of shoes clunking down the wooden plank shook Riku from his thoughts. He had been thinking over the conversation so intensely that he didn't hear his unnamed companion say good-bye

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"Oh and by the way my name is--"Riku turned the upper half of his body to his friend but saw no one. 'oh well' he thought with a sigh. 'I'll see him again, maybe" Riku watched the sun go down and then just ventured through the dark around the island with nothing but the gentle noise of the waves eating the shoreline. When he finally got cold and tired he got his boat and went back to the main land.

The closer Sora got to his house the more he felt the anxiety and anger posses him. He hoped like hell that Kairi wasn't there when he got home or he might just lose it and do something that could get him arrested. The warmth from the sinking sun had just dissipated as night descended on the small town of Loradan. From where he was Sora could still barely hear the waves lapping at the shore. Opening the door to his house he found all the lights were out and he couldn't see any sign of life anywhere. 'Good' he thought his eyes sparking in anger. He walked upstairs to make sure that Kairi wasn't there, and then plopped down on the couch to cool off and watched some tv. As he watched he started to drift off into a restless sleep.

Sora looked around to see where he was, the room was much like a classroom. There was a large white desk at the front of the room and many similar smaller desks scattered around the room. Sora made his way to the door, located behind the large desk. On the other side of the door wasn't a hallway, as much as he expected one, but he was back on his island, the one he and Riku would play on as children. "Sora! There you are!"

"huh?" Sora turned around and to see twelve year old riku staring at him. Well, more like staring down at him. "what?" Looking down at himself he saw that he was no longer seventeen, but eleven. "What's going on Riku?" he asked, wincing at the sound of his squeaky eleven year old voice.

"Don't you remember Sora? Todays the day we leave for that fighting school we got accepted into! Its gonna be awesome!" Riku yelled punching his hand up into the air and jumping. Then just as suddenly as he had appeared, he was gone. By nowSora was exteremly confused.

"Sora! You have to wake up! come on Sora! Don't die on me!"

Looking around for the owner of the distressed voice he saw a figure in a long black coat slumped over the leaning paupu tree, the coat's hood obscuring any part of the man's face or hair that might have shown. "Hello? Are you even alive?" Inching his way towards the body, hand outstretched, Sora cautiously tried to lift the hood to see who it was hiding. But just as he felt the rough black fabric beneath his fingers, the image dissolved, leaving him floating in black nothingness. But soon another image appeared and he found himself in front of the huge black school again. He was standing outside of a glassy white door. Looking around he started to knock on the door, but stopped when he heard what was going on inside.

"OH GOD!" he heard someone scream in pleasure. "what!" The voice made Sora do a double-take, for strangly the voice that screamed sounded like him. Then he heard a deep chuckle and another moan, "oh Riku!" Gasping, Sora took a step back from the door. 'Riku's in there!' he thought as his heart pounded wildly against his ribs. And it doesn't sound like he's doing anything innocent either.' Sora stared hard at the door before reaching out and gripping the door handle, only for it to dissolve along with the rest of his surroundings. And then he was once again in front of the those large black double doors. Turning around he was faced with two large gray and rusty, tall iron gates. Beyond the gate was a town that looked completely foreign to the young islander. The houses were all gray and decaying, but beyond the houses there were tall lavishly lit buildings. Many had neon signs on top of them. A creacking from behind him drew his gaze away from the decaying dark looking city sprawled out before him. He turned only to face a tall, lithe man with silver hair reaching past his knees. Out of nowhere the man held a large slightly curved sword and slashed at Sora's stomach "DIE!" he yelled, the pain was unimaginable. There was an explosion on white light as the man, the building, and the city disappeared.

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

"OW!" Sora hit the floor below the couch with a dull thud and woke with a start. 'Another weird dream about that place.' He thought, rubbing where the back of his head had become acquainted with the hard floor. 'Another weird dream…' the words echoed across his mind like ripple on a pond, looking up he saw that the darkness of night had covered the window and that rain was pounding against the glass. "Might as well go to bed…" he thought aloud to himself, and with that he got up off the floor, turned the tv off, and went up the stairs to his room. Soon though, he decided against it, as it brought back the memories of what had happened earlier. Memories he would give anything to forget. So he grabbed a blanket off of the back of the couch, laid down and went to sleep.

Small fires that hung from the wall lit the long dark hallway. At the end of the hall was a room with a great roaring fire place cold and seemingly untouched for years. The paintings that once hung from the walls laid strewn about, their canvanses destroyed, the tenants no longer visible. A great wooden table lay smashed to pieces on the floor. The lamp fixtures appeared to be torn away from the walls, huge gaping holes were the only evidence that the lamps hung there. The only light in the room came from a small window near the top of the room. A man in a long black cloak stood in front of the hearth, hands gripping the edges of the shelf just above it. The light from the window played on his face casting shadows intensifying the look or raw ferocity. His eyes fixated on reminiscent flames that might have burn there long ago. His hood covered his yellow, gazing, hatred filled eyes.

"Amy, get in here" he whispered almost in audibly. No sooner had he spoken a black, mixed with blue and purple wisps of color, thin wispy dome-shaped void surrounded by a small whooshing sound appeared and a woman also wearing a black cloak stepped out. She had blonde hair that was tied up into spiky pig tails, she was shorter in than most in stature, and had a cold glint in her pale blue eyes.

"Yes lord, Xemnus?" Her voice was like a whisper of wind among trees, but still loud to enough to break that silence that Xemnus had so valiantly fought to preserve.

" Have you found him yet?" he asked her, still his voice barely audibly.

"Not yet, sir but we're getting close." Amy was nervous; she'd never seen her boss this detached from normal emotion like this before. Even though he was a nobody, as was she, they possessed emotion; some just displayed theirs more freely than others. Axel jumped to mind as the thought hit her. 'Stupid red haired bimbo.' She thought with malice.

"Well hurry up and find him" Xemnus spat quietly at her. " We cannot allow him to return that boy to his former state. That would mean the death of organization XII." Xemnus warned her, his voice had risen, slightly, to a growl letting her know that the consequences would be dire if she failed him.

"Yes sir." She called back the dark void that served as her transportation, and disappeared. "Ahahahaha" Xemnus laughed a maniacally laugh that steadily grew in volume. "You can run to him Riku, but I will find and when I do you will be mine again. Ahahahah!" his laugh could be heard all the way down the dimly lit hallway and through out the entire nobody castle. Axel put his hand over his ears and clenched his teeth trying to get the sound of that mans laughter out of his head.

"Argh, that mans mind is getting more and more insane now that Riku is not here" Axel grunted on the way to his room. It had been two weeks since Riku disappeared and dropped of the radar. When Xemnus found out, he had gone into a drunken rage. Destroying the room that he now occupied. He had gone to what was Riku's room only to find it empty. Xemnus ordered everyone to search the entire building, but Riku was nowhere to be found. Axel shuddered as he remember that crazed wild look that Xemnus eye's had acquired. Walking into his room Axel plopped onto his bed and grabbed his headphones. Pressing play he jumped a little as In Flames blared out assaulting his hearing. He had forgotten how high he had set the volume. Glancing over at the boy he shared a room with, Axel realized that Roxas was asleep. 'Perfect' He smirked at his luck; the object of his desire was now before him asleep and vulnerable. He turned his cd player off and quietly made his way over to the sleeping boy. Roxas had tormented Axel just by being so damned cute, clueless and stubborn since he had moved in, the thing is Roxas had no clue that was tormenting Axel the way he was. Grinning like a Cheshire cat Axel climbed on top of Roxas. Amazingly he didn't wake up, but Axel froze when Roxas shifted in his sleep. Moving his arm to cover his eyes causing his sleep shirt to ride up exposing a small amount of lean, toned, tanned skin and small trail of blonde hair that disappeared into his sleep pants. Axel felt his face heat up and his eyes widened.

"Axel…stop teasing." Roxas moaned in his sleep. By now Axel was practically giddy, 'so,' he thought with a wry grin ' he has naughty dreams about me does he?' Axel stood up on his knees to lesson the chance of waking Roxas, while thinking of what to do to his sleeping victim. An idea struck him and he sat down to—"oh!" he gasped. As axel sat back down on Roxas's lap he felt something hard press into his backside. He smiled deviantly as he ran his hands under Roxas's shirt and tweaked his nipples until they were hard. Loving the feel of Roxas writing under him Axel lifted face towards the ceiling as he started to grind his hips down unto those of the sleeping Roxas. He looked down to see Roxas's face and gasped when his stormy bright green eyes locked with Roxas's cerulean blue eyes, boring holes into his face. As soon as Roxas locked eyes with axel, he flipped them so that he was the seme and Axel was the uke, grinding his hips into Axels more than obvious hard on. "Didn't any one ever tell you not to mess with people who are asleep?" Roxas grunted " its bad luck" ((AN: got that little bit Pirate of the Carribbean!))

"Apparently n-n-no-not…nnghh! Ah! Ah o god!" axel moaned his eyes clenched shut. He suddenly felt roxas's soft lips on his own. Axel gasped when felt Roxas's wandering tounge licking his bottom lip asking for entrance. Axel willing opened up for him as the tongue invaded his mouth exploring every inch of it. Their tongues battled for dominance after Axel pushed his tongue back against Roxas's. "Roxas…Don't get used to the idea of being seme…" Axel moaned when he felt a hand massaging his groin making him harder.

"Axel! Roxas! Xemnus nee—woah!" just as Axel had flipped his and Roxas's positions, Amy had decided to walk in. "Good god guys! Keep your dicks in your pants won't cha!"Amy squealed throwing herself out of the door covering her eyes with both hands. Roxas cursed under his breath and Axel just grinned sheepishly.

"No, need to act so embarrassed, Amy, you know you like watching guys go at it. You know gay sex gets you off better than anything." Axel shouted at her from over Roxas as Amy retreated further into the hall. Moments later the two exited the room, fully dressed, still red faced, Roxas from embarrassment, Axel from excitement and pure frustration.

"Come on, follow me" Amy said fighting down a blush that threatned to eat her face as she looked at the two. She turned around and called back the black portal.

"Wait!" Axel protested as she started to disappear, " Where are we going!" He and Roxas ran through the black portal.

DUN DUN DUN!

Sorry this chapter was sooo short….i've been having some writers block lately. I want to clear something up, just so parts of the dream sequence aren't confusing. the part where someone screamed "Sora! You have to wake up! Come on don't die on me! that was part of his real memories. So if you have any ideas or suggestions they would be greatly appreaciated! And be kind on the Roxas, Axel lime…that was my first time attempting to write anything of that nature and going that far with it..…PLEASE FEED MY ADDICTION AND REVIEW! THAT'S THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN HELP ME MAKE THIS STORY BETTER!