A/N: Hey! Third fic that I'm planning to put here on the other is under the name "Fall N Lizz" (I'm the Lizz) so please check it out if you like FullMetal Alchemist. I've been working on this for only a few days now, since my friend convinced me that AkuRoku is totttttaaalllyyyy awesome-o. Pweez enjoy and review if you luff it!

Disclaimer: HAH! Do you think I'd really waste my time writing lame fiction if I owned Kingdom Hearts? No, I'd be too busy overloading the series with OVAs of RikuxSora, I wouldn't be able to see straight! Yes, my vision would be gay. XDD

Chapter 1: In Enemy's Arms

If living as a nobody is living as a tool, than let me be the knife of believers...

Roxas woke up in his friends' "Usual Spot." God knows what really went on last night. All Roxas could remember was fighting with Axel and running off after the Keyblade had dissapeared. 'I must have passed out here,' the blond concluded.

When Roxas tried to move, he was struck with severe pain in his chest. He touched the alleged source of pain and his fingers met blood. His black shirt ws torn and his flesh was exposed. The material of his shirt was soaked in red blood. He shivered, and mustered upenough energy to stand up. Hobbling about, Roxas reached the wall and leaned his weight on it while he tried to get to shelter. It was looking like rain again. He heard footsteps, and tried to call out to them. "H-Help meh..." he stuttered.

Roxas thought he could hear Hayner calling back, "What the- Roxas!"

The ground turned dark and swallowed up Roxas before he could move again.

He awoke once again alone, but this time he was in a warm bed. But this bed wasn't Hayner's. And the room wasn't even close to looking like Hayner's. It was clean, but small, and had a strong scent like maybe, coal or something Roxas had never smelt before. Nothing bad, though. The door squeaked open, and a tall crimson-haired man walked in. His hands were filled with medical supplies. Roxas's eyes moved from the man's arms to his face. He gasped, and tried to move into a defensive position.

"Ssh..." Axel sat down the supplies on the side table and smiled at Roxas, "Come on, you can't fight me in this state, kiddo."

"Kiddo?" Roxas repeated, questioning Axel's words and attitude.

Axel smiled, "You're pretty beat up. I tried to find you after our fight last night but you'd run too far."

Axel prepared the supplies to clean Roxas's wounds. He heaved a sigh, "I can't believe I hurt you so badly."

Roxas blushed, why would Axel be so caring? He was trying to take him away from his home, to somewhere his life and soul could be in jeopardy. Axel suddenly laughed, " You'd always been best at hide and seek when we were little, you know."

He slid the covers off of Roxas to expose bloodied bandages on Roxas's bare chest. The young blond gasped, he didn't expect to see this. 'Holy crap,' Roxas gasped, 'He's changed my clothes! And cleaned me up! That means he must've seen...'

Roxas's thoughts were interupted by cold surgical scissors cutting the bandages off of him. "Well," Axel started, "it lookes better than last night, that's for sure."

Roxas moved his eyes to meet Axel's. "Why are you helping me?" Roxas whispered, desperation apparent in his voice.

"We're best friends," Axel poured peroxide into the wound, watching the white film cover it.

Roxas gave a little grunt, unprepared for the cold chill of the peroxide. Axel laughed a little, dabbing it. It wasn't too deep, just messy. "This'll help from bactereia forming," he explained calmly, "I don't think I'll need to sew it up."

Roxas gave a sigh of relief at hearing this. Axel moved to start wrapping the small blond's chest with clean bandages. He picked up Roxas's back to get underneath of him, and wrapped it across his chest. After repeating this several times, Axel finallytucked the bandage in and took the other supplies out of the room. This gave Roxas a moment to assess the situation. He was injured, shirtless, in his enemy's bed, somewhere completely unknown, with no way to contact his home in Twilight Town. How could he ever get out of this? Axel returned a few minutes later with breakfast for the two of them. "Hey," Axel greeted him, "I got your fave, egg sandwiches, made just how you like 'em. There's cheese and tomatoes on them, too!"

Roxas gave Axel a confused look. The older boy's smile faded a bit, but the just sat the tray down on the bed next to Roxas, and handed his plate next to him. Roxas looked at the sandwich strangely. Axel smirked, "I didn't poison them, kiddo."

Roxas took a bite and had instant dejavu. He devoured the sandwich and finished off his orange juice. Axel smiled when he was done. But his smile soon faded to a frown. Roxas saw this, "What is it?" He asked.

"I ran from the Organization," he replied.

Roxas tilted his head, "Why?"

"Because," Asel looked at the blond, " I want to protect you."

Roxas felt a hot blush run across his face.

Axel clenched his fists, "They want to steal you, take your heart, and kill you!"

The blond looked down, "Sometimes I want to kill me."

Axel gave him a dirty look, "Roxas, how am I going to get you back?"

Roxas was well aware of what Axel was talking about. Everytime they faced eachother, Axel would spout off about how they used to be best friends. Axel moved the tray, putting it on a nearby sidetable. He sat on the bed next to roxas. He wasn't wearing the black coat, trademark of the Organization, but instead traded it in for jeans and a simple blue teeshirt. He almost looked normal to Roxas. The blond flinched when Axel went to feel his head for a fever. "You're a little hot," Axel noted.

Roxas relaxed when he realized he wasn't going to be hit. "Why can't I remember?" he asked.

"It's that damned Organization," Axel grumbled.

Roxas suddenly felt a pressure in his stomach, "I've gotta pee," he childishly blurted out.

Axel was pulled from his angry thoughts to laugh at what Roxas said, "Wow, Roxas, you always made me laugh so much!"

The crimson haired male helped Roxas to his feet, and lead him to the bathroom. Axel leaned against the wall of the hallway outside the door. 'It's like his got amnesia...' he thought to himself, 'Well, he pretty much does.'

Axel picked at his teeth, and soon, Roxas emerged. He walked with him back to the bed and helped him get in. "You should get some sleep," Axel suggested.

"No. No more sleep. I'll just have those dreams," Roxas protested.

"About Sora?"

"How did you know?"

"Well," Axel sat on the edge of the bed, "you talk so loudly in your sleep, I cant' help but notice, sorry, man," Axel sniggered.

Roxas sighed, "I just want to know why I'm having these dreams."

"It's your other half," Axel concluded, "You're part of his soul."

Roxas grumbled, "Hmph. Stupid Sora. I want my own soul."

Axel laughed, "You were always so adorable when you're angry."

Roxas's eyes widened, "Uhm, excuse me?"

Axel looked into Roxas's eyes, "I care so much about you, Roxas."

The blond pulled the covers over his head, "Don't say things like that."

"Sorry," the red-head apologized.

Roxas pulled down the covers a bit, "Well, I mean, you just come into my life and rip me away, now you're saying I'm adorable and you care for me suddenly! Axel, just tell me how we were."

Axel smiled, "We were a sort of friends the whole town knew about. Always together, even when you came out to me."

Roxas yelped, "I'm gay!"

"Well, you know, I guess you were," Axel laughed, "But things change. Your new life in Twilight Town didn't include me, so maybe it didn't include a gay Roxas."

"I'm still confused," Roxas ran his hand through his golden blond locks, "Were you gay also?"

Axel smiled, "Roxas, we were in love."

A/N: Alright, alright! If I get reviews, I will definitely continue! I've got it all written out, I just want to know there is at least one person who wants me to continue.

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