Hey. I want to tell you that I wrote this story for my friend last year, but only a few chapters. Chapters 1, 2, 3, 13, and 14 were already written. Since I hit 14, I didn't know what to do. So I asked that same friend what happened next --'cuz she continued writing it-- and now I know. But after this chapter, I won't know again. If you're wondering what's the point to what I just told you; it's so I can say, "Suggestions are welcomed." Oh. This chapter is for Chilly Academic. Well here's the story.

It took a while, but he finally managed to say something over his shock:

"Axel..."

Said flame-head relaxed from the glare-down and looked warmly at Sora. His smile was sweet and his eyes seemed to shine. It was eerie.

"Hey there, Sora! I didn't see you there. Why don't we leave this guy to find some whore and get out of this place? I missed you a lot. You left so quickly, I didn't get to explain myself."

"Sora's not going anywhere with you." You could practically hear Riku growling. Scratch that, he was growling.

"Says the guy who's screwed half the school!" (the sexy half)

"What about you? You'd have to do something real bad for Sora to hate you."

"Who says he hates me?"

"Well he sure as hell ain't jumping into your arms and saying "I love you!"

"You either."

There was a long silence.

Riku had been beaten.

"No, Riku, you're right." Sora then turned to look at Axel. "I don't want to see you, Axel."

"I know you don't mean that. C'mon baby. We can head out and go to the beach. Remember when--"

Axel, who had been closing the space between himself and Sora, just got a swing from Riku, falling back onto concrete. (Is there concrete on the roof of a school?)

And at that moment, Sora ran away.

"I'll kill you!"

Axel looked up at Riku with a smirk and a glint in his eye.

"Sora won't let you kill me. I'm his first time."

Riku's eyes grew dark.

"Bastard."

And then he rushed into the school, leaving Axel quite happy with the turn of events.

I could end it here, but I'm not going to.

Sora felt a twang of doom when he went to the usual spot. (Where Riku always waits for him to walk him home.) He felt bad for running away like a coward and he new Riku would be mad at him.

But when he reached his destination, no one was there.

Realizing that Riku wasn't going to walk him home, he set off by himself.

He had barely gone a few meters when he heard a familiar voice call his name. Unfortunately, it wasn't the one he wanted.

"Hey, Sora."

He turned around to see the red-haired cancer sauntering toward him.

"What do you want?"

"Must I say it again?"

Sora recalled the "conversation" on the roof.

"Well, I'm not going to be used by you again. Get lost!"

"How can you say that to a dear old friend?"

"How 'bout if that "dear old friend" only fucked me because I looked like some other guy!" Imagine a kitty that you just sprayed with the hose and it's glaring at you so evilly that you slowly back away. You got Sora.

"There were other reasons why I had sex with you. Like your big blue eyes and pouty lips and--"

"Shut up!"

"Jeez. Why does everyone keep interrupting me today?"

"Because you're an asshole."

"Sora..."

"No! I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to see you! And I sure as hell am not going to put up with your shit anymore!"

Axel then pushed him against the wall and started kissing him, touching every sensitive spot Sora had, making him momentarily lose himself.

"You remember this? You remember the first time we had sex? How you called out my name? How you said that you loved me and that you'd always be mine? How I found every spot on your body that makes your mind go numb with pleasure. Do you remember all the good times we had? Do you? Do you?"

Axel's little outburst brought Sora back to reality. Being trapped by the older (and more violent) teen's body, he did the only thing that he could; he kneed him where it hurts, hard.

The pain made him draw back and Sora made his escape. When Axel recovered, he got out his cell phone and clicked the speed dial.

"Hey, Roxxi? Yeah, it's me. No. It seems like he's going to be difficult. Either way, no use wasting all that Champaign. I'll be over in fifteen. Oh, and wear outfit you know I love. The leather one. With the skirt. Yeah, that's it. That reminds me. We're out of strawberry flavored lubricant. Guess we'll have to do without. Heh-heh. Can't wait. Love ya, babe. Bye."

Can anyone guess what that was about? Tantalizing. Maybe I'll write it as the next chapter. Just kidding. I can't. You're not supposed to know what their dong. But please recall the first part of the conversation: "No. It seems he's going to be difficult. Either way, no use wasting all that Champaign." That is very important. Yes, the Champaign bit is important. Also, I don't want you guys thinking Axel's some needy bastard that just wants Sora back so he could fuck him again. 'Cuz he's not needy. Nope. Not at all. Well I hope I left you guys some brain teasers. See ya soon. If I feel like it. No, I'm just kidding. I don't want you guys to think I'm some selfish bitch that writes only for the attention. 'Cuz I'm so much more than that. No, I'm sorry. I really am kidding. I'm just in this sort of mood right now. But I love my reviewers! See? Much luv to you! Um... Please review. Oh. And those of you who can give me a correct hypothesis as to what the important part of the conversation was about, I'll put you in the next chapter. Bye!