"AXEL! AXEL!" screamed an overly hyper male, pouncing on the redhead's bed. It was Demyx, way too happy about something or other.

Axel simply pushed his pillow in Demyx's face. "Leef me alone," he muttered, still half asleep.

Demyx rose, gasping for breath. He paced the room then decided the best thing to say to wake his comrade. "Roxas just had sex with me."

That did it. The moment sex came out, Axel leapt up. "What the hell!"

Demyx sniggered and then burst out laughing at the panicked friend. Axel threw the covers off of him and marched over to Demyx in his solid red boxers. "Why the hell would you rape my Roxas?"

Demyx cackled some more. "To get you up, stupid. I didn't really-"

Axel kicked the other man in the shins and stomped back to bed. Demyx pouted and walked to the bed again. "Axel… I need to tell you something."

"Go away."

Demyx smirked, he knew that the only way other than lying about Roxas-sex was to spread rumors. "I saw Xigbar kissing Xemnas in the hallway."

Axel sat up and stared at Demyx. "Saix?"

"In his room. Get dressed, I need to show you something."

Growling, Axel realized he would never be left alone, so he got up and put on his tight black pants. "Ever wonder why all us guys are running around in tight black pants with a cloak over it? I mean… why not blue jeans and a shirt? Why do we have to be so dark and evil?"

Demyx shrugged, but didn't wait for the coat to go on. Rather than that, he pulled the now panted Axel and dragged him out of the room. "Okay, I didn't really see them kiss, but… they got pretty close to it. Then Xemnas hit Xigbar and portaled his ass out of there."

"Demyx… portaled isn't a word."

"So? Anyway, last night I had a talk with Luxord. I think I scared him a bit, and he portaled-"

"Not a word."

"…Out of there. But, he forgot I was in his room. So I wanna show you what I found. I relocated it into my room. I think you'll like it."

Axel pulled his arm away. "You stole something from Luxord? That's like… gambling with your life!"

Demyx turned to face Axel, now walking backwards. "Our life. You'll see."

The two walked down a long corridor and into the blonde's room. He immediately ran to a desk where he removed a flimsy binder. He shoved it into Axel's hands and smiled. "Take a look. And remember where I got it from."

Axel, not very interested, opened up the binder. There were hundreds of pictures… all containing one certain blonde. In one, it even contained Demyx playing his sitar for his water clones… that was Axel's favorite as he looked up at the beaming Demyx.

"See? He loves me! It's like… I have my very own stalker," he squealed.

Axel, dumbfounded, just stared and let it go over his head. He handed the binder back to Demyx who giggled to himself and placed it on his bed. "Isn't it great? We can go out now… I just need to ask him… and he'll say yes! He loves me!"

"He… and you? Neither have a heart… how can we love?"

Saying that saddened Demyx, but he kept smiling. "Let's go find Roxas and I'll show you, stupid. You love him enough to understand."

"What do you mean, "enough"? I love Roxas plenty!" he defended.

"Enough chatter, you go get Roxas, tell him to meet at the café and I'll meet you there as well… bringing along another member."

Before Axel could protest, Demyx was already in the hallway singing to himself off key and frolicking about. He sighed and went back to thinking of Roxas as he left.

Demyx skipped past Luxord's room, stopping as he past it. He took a step back and looked in. Luxord was searching his room for something, tearing the room inside out. Demyx stopped and watched until he was spotted. Luxord growled at him.

"What do you want, Demyx?"

Demyx smiled in an adorable fashion and made the grown man falter as he walked around his room, pacing, still searching. "Looking for something, oh great Gambler of Fate?"

The man grunted, turning away from facing Demyx. He began trashing his room again and Demyx sighed, deciding to enter. As he did, Luxord turned to face him. "Get out."

"Hm? I… I thought you wanted me in here. What, with an album full of me," he shrugged, turning to leave.

"You saw that!"

"Hm… yea. I really was quite fond of them. I have the binder on my bed… so… feel like going on a date with me? Right now? Please?"

Luxord stopped glaring at the other member and consented, much to his own surprise. Demyx beamed and tackled Luxord. The two collapsed onto the floor, luckily carpet. Demyx, not noticing the man wasn't resisting at all as he kissed him on the cheek out of joy.

"Uh… Demyx…" Luxord moaned.

Demyx sat upright on Luxord's stomach and smiled. "Yes, Gambler of Love?"

The man looked away. "Next time…" his voice trailed off.

"Next time? What?"

"On the mouth."

Demyx grinned. "Like this?" He bent over and at an angle to reach his new found lover's mouth, kissing him in a very experienced manner.

Axel and Roxas sat at a little café and sighed. "Where is he?" Axel asked no one in particular.