It all started with a sneeze:
Chapter two-
Where'd he put that thing?
Axel was standing in the downstairs bathroom; he could hear Roxas coughing upstairs.
"OK first I should take his temperature, now where does he keep the thermometer?" he looked at the counter, it was covered in clothes! He couldn't even see the sink.
"This is going to require some work…" he started by separating all the different clothes; ya know, pants with the pants, shirts with the shirts, boxers with the… "Hey Roxas still has the Kermit the frog boxers I got him, all right!"
After about a half hour of sorting through clothes, Axel finally found a thermometer. "After Roxas gets better I'll have to take him clothes shopping, he needs something tight; maybe some leather…"
He went upstairs. Roxas had his head buried in the pillow.
"Roxas, time to take your temperature, so roll over."
"Do I look like a dog to you?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?"
Roxas stayed silent and didn't budge.
"If you don't sit up, I'll just shove it up your ass!"
"You'd like that now wouldn't you, and no that wasn't rhetorical." The blond sat up in bed, "Happy now?"
"Not really…"
"You're one sick bastard… just take my temperature already."
The thermometer read 104.
"This is bad…"