"Don't freak hearing this, but... Roxas, I want your pants!"
Axel prays death. He really wants Roxas' pants. Why? Because they're so damn sexy!
"Really? Thanks,"--Roxas snickers, grinning as the devil--"Just wait until Christmas."
Axel grins, thinking justified naughty thoughts--
Pants are a perverted Santa Claus: They should always give men great packages.
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;I own only the words.