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Zooming down the street in the black Porsche, Roxas glared at Axel over the rim of his sunglasses.

"What was that for?" Roxas demanded, gaze steady on Axel's profile.

Emerald eyes glancing quickly at Roxas, Axel shrugged.

"I don't like him and you know I don't want to be stuck at that hell hole any longer than I have to."

Roxas' features visibly relaxed.

"I guess your right. Where are we going anyways? I've been told my curfew's been officially lifted." Roxas said, grinning as he tucked his feet under his body in an attempt to get comfortable.

"I suppose we'll go out to eat and than maybe have some fun?" Axel supplied, shooting a sly grin over at Roxas.

Roxas grinned back.

"Sounds like a plan to me. Lets do it."

"That could be arranged..." Axel shot back, his face a mask, devoid of all emotion.

Roxas looked surprised for a split second until Axel's face broke out into a smile. Still grinning, Axel reached for Roxas' hand and Roxas fit his shorter fingers perfectly between Axel's long, tapered ones. Hands clasped between them, they smiled sweetly at each other.

Pulling the car into the parking lot of their favorite restaurant. The hand embrace broke and they both stepped lightly from the car. Slamming the door behind him, Roxas hurried to catch up to Axel who was already waiting patiently by the entrance, ushering Roxas in first like the gentleman that was buried somewhere inside of him.

Taking their usual lunchtime seat - the booth in the far back right by the bay window. Roxas slipped on one side and Axel opposite him. When the waitress came over, they ordered the usual; a jumbo size french fry with gravy and cheese. As they waited for their order, Roxas put his hands in his lap. 'Habit' he told himself. Damn parents...

Stretching out, Axel tried to get comfortable in the hard booth seat. As Roxas stared off into space, Axel gently took his hand under the table. A solid silence descended over the table as Roxas slowly turned his head to face Axel. Seeing the wolfish grin on his face, a warm smile spread over Roxas' face.

Half and hour later, Axel turned the car down an old, unused, dirt road. Coming to the dead end, the car stopped. Roxas tilted his seat back, watching the clouds for about a minute before a fiery red-head appeared above him. With Axel straddling him, Roxas twined his arms around his neck and pulled Axel down to him. He leaned into the soft pressure of Axel's lips on his. As Axel's long, lean frame settled on top of him, Roxas crushed his lips to Axel's, turning the tender moment into one filled with passion and longing. Axel, welcoming the dominating lips claiming his, opened his mouth and ran his tongue over Roxas' smooth lips. Roxas shuddered beneath him in anticipation and Axel smiled. Excitement pounded through his veins. As Roxas slowly and tantalizingly opened his mouth, Axel's tongue invaded. Soft tongue caressing soft tongue, hips caressing hips. The moment getting more heated by the second. The only thing going through the minds of the two youths was:

"Yes."