First night down, kill me please.

"Get back here you little shit!"

Giggles.

"Yeah, let's see if you think of this as funny after I shove my boot up your ass!"

Okay, so He caught sight of Zexion hiding behind the lazy boy chair. But when he dared to make a move towards him, Zexion just so happened to retreat to the other side, making his way across the room and behind the couch.

Diving for Zexion, Axel smacked his chin on the hard wooden floor and grabbed at the little boy's bare leg. But Just as Axel suspected, there was more up the boy's sleeve. The little shit kicked him in the face and once Axel released his grip, he was off like the damn road runner.

Rubbing his chin, he didn't even have time to complain and whine. Zexion was still on the move.

"C'meeere! Your gonna break som-"

And thats when the loud crashing sound of glass and his hard wooden floor took place. Not so much of a good combination, but right on que.

Axel winced as the cheap lamp on the table beside the couch hit the floor, shattering into a million pieces.

Okay. Enough screwing around. This had gone on far too long. In one night, this kid managed to drive him nearly insane.

Axel made a run towards the restroom as soon as he saw Zexion's white fleshy self enter. Yeah, this kid wasn't exactly one with brains. He was officially trapped.

God he felt like he was in one of those Tom and Jerry cartoons, obviously playing cat and mouse.

"I got you now you naked little savage!"

But upon entering, the boy wasn't there. What in hell? Now this was weird. The kid just ran in here, did he not? Axel walked closer to the bathtub and looked inside the soapy water. Nope, he wasn't in there...and he didn't hear a splash.

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Hiding behind the bathroom door, Zexion peeked his head out and watched as Axel made his way over to the bathtub, examining it very closely. Probably trying to see beyond the bubbles, or waiting for Zexie to come up for air, if he was in there. But nope, the boy had brains.

Creeping along side the wall behind the door, He stepped out in the open, offering to surrender. He didn't want Axel to be anymore angry with him, then he already was.

"HERE I AM!"

The purple haired child spoke with glee, as he hugged Axel's waste from behind.

With a jolt, Axel looked down at him with a glare. Heh, Zexie obviously startled him.

With those puppy dog eyes, Zexion merely gazed up at him, his smile fading...

"I'm sorry, Ax-owl..."

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With clenched fists, and a death glare, Axel was holding back a serious lash out. He wanted to beat the little fucker till he was black and blue. But, those lavender hues seemed to stop him from doing such a thing. C'mon Axel..He's just a kid. A traumatized kid. Don't hurt him. Okay so he got on your bad side, wouldn't stop screaming, wet the bed, got on your worse side, broke the lamp, sent you on a crazy chase, possibly busted your chin, and left a trail of water throughout the house within one night. . .doesn't mean you have to kill him.

"It's...okay."

His hands slowly eased out of that fist, gloved digits extended at his sides.

"And, the name's Axel. Get it right."

Facial features would soften as he canted his head to the side.

"Axe-owl."

"Jesus, do you have a speech impediment or something? I said Axel!"

"Axe..owl ?"

"Axel!"

Axe-ool?"

Glare was back upon his face. Showing off those fangs he emphasized his name slowly, getting a more then a little ticked off.

"AXEL!"

"Ass hole?"

"Why you little sh-"

"AZZEL!"

"What?"

"Azzel..."

The Red head merely gazed at him, not sure if he wanted to continue this pointless argument. Of course he didn't.

"Err..fine. Close enough. Now, can you just put some clothes on?"

"okay!"

"Uh..I had some picked out, but i put 'em back when you took off. So, go rummage through them."

Noticing the confused expression Zexion was giving him, he sighed and defined the word.

"Uh. Look. rummage means look through stuff. So..go..look through the clothes."

And off he went.

But, that was when Axel realized something about him. Arms would cross over his chest, as he stood there in the bathroom, wondering why he hadn't noticed, a troubled look would be set forth upon his features. Probably because he had been so angry, he hadn't even bothered. With a shrug, he decided to let it go.

"Eh, little shit just proba-WHOA!"

You see, as he was about to take a step or two forward, Axel just so happened to step on that little rubber ducky. And as he did so, it happened to slide forward upon the wet floor, causing him to not only slip, but fall backwards into the tub.

SPLASH!

Water went everywhere...

So there he was, lying in the water filled tub, with one dirty look upon his face. Left eye would twitch, as he held in yet another lash out.

He was soaked, and at the moment, he wasn't about to make any sudden movement. For all he knew, the roof would cave in on him if he did so.

But of course, Little Zexion had heard all the commotion, and appeared right there in the door way, smile upon his face, and all. Dressed in a baggy blue T-shirt, and scooby doo boxers, he would giggle and point.

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"AZZEL! Yer doing it all wrong!"

Zexion would make his way towards the tub.

"Yer sposed to not wear clothes, dummy!"

He would grab the shampoo bottle, and glob the substance onto his little palm.

"Look wat you did! Got water aaall over!"

He would frown, at his elder.

"Bad Azzel!"

He shook his head and began to wash the Red Head's hair.

"We're gonna get this ratsnest cleaned up even if you want to or not! and if you move I'm gonna get soap in yer eyes...uh.. like I'm proposed too."

Zexion would giggle, Wondering if Axel realized that he was copying him. Now, this poor innocent child, was oblivious to the evil look he was getting. But when he finally noticed, he merely glared back, looking so cute trying to seem angry.

"Yer face is gonna get stuck..."

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Axel was seriously contemplating on biting off his fingers, as the little shit dared to actually touch his hair, let alone wash it. He wanted to grab him by the neck, and choke him...under water. And he would have, if it weren't he was given orders to watch him. Out of all the kids, did Xemnas have to chose this one? C'mon. Why did he want this kid to become one of them in the future?

Maybe Xemnas was seriously a sick fuck. Wanted the little guy to suffer some way...Eh, not that Axel cared. He didn't care about anybody. Let alone mortals. Even if they were children.

And just before he could snap at Zexion, to get the fuck away from him, that stupid fucking rubber ducky was in his face.

"QUACK!"

"GET YOUR ASS IN BED BEFORE I BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!"

With a startled jump, Zexion dropped the duck and ran out of the restroom, about ready to burst into tears.

Axel, then of course, got out of the tub, got dressed, and dried his hair off. Making his way towards the living room, he would take notice at the clock sitting on the table, right next to the empty space where the lamp was supposed to be. 4:43 am. The sun would come out within the next hour.

Walking into his bedroom, he glanced at the sleeping boy on the floor. Guess, he was seriously tired. Definitely way passed his bedtime. And after all that, actual sleep would be good for him.

"Oh thank God."

Well, he sure wasn't sleeping on the bed. And he didn't feel like cleaning up the mess around here, So looks like he called the couch.

"Finally...sleep. Yay."

Emerald hues would swerve left to right, as words were spoken. Making sure nothing sudden would just pop up out of nowhere, or anything of the sort. As he approached the couch, he knocked on the wooden coffee table, just in case, and crashed.