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Chapter 6 Burn, Baby, Burn

"Hey, Roxas!" Axel yelled from his space lying on Roxas' bed. He had been there for three days, recovering from the incident with Marluxia. His stomach had just yelled at him, demanding food, so he had called his personal room service to make him something, "Rox! Can ya get me grilled cheese?!"

"What?" Roxas said, poking his head out of the bathroom off of his room. His hair hand limp around his face and historso was covered in condensation from the steam of the shower. Axel's eyes traveled over the blonde's shirtless chest, absorbing every detail toned body, and back up to his round, young face.

"C'you get me a grilled cheese?" Axel pouted, his eyes still trained on the blonde's and a blush touching his cheeks, "Please?"

Roxas noticed the redheads staring and grabbed a shirt, pulling it over his head and scowling, "Stop it."

"Huh?" Axel asked, still gazing at his friend. He cocked his head in confusion, raising and eyebrow. Roxas looked away, his face tinged with pink.

"Nevermind..." Roxas grumbled, grabbing his coat as he walked to the door, "You want yellow or white cheese?"

"Yellow!" Axel perked up again, smiling and clasping his hands together. Food could make him forget anything.

Smiling, Roxas walked out the door, "Alright, I'll be back soon. Lock the door."

"Okay!" Axel smiled, getting up and walking to the door behind Roxas. The blonde watched his grin fade as he closed the door, a soft click sounding in the empty hall. He would be okay. Nothing was going to happen.

Having convinced himself that everything was going to be fine, Roxas opened a portal pf darkness and walked in, finding himself in the kitchen soon after. He went to the communal refridgerator and retrieved the ingredients for Axel's andwich, yellow cheese included. He made the sndwich, cooking quickly, and put the dishes in the sink, not bothering to clean them. Chances were that Vexen would come in and clean it all for him, if only to quench his obsessive compulsive thirst for cleanliness.

Once again, Roxas found himself walking into a portal, experiencing slight disorientation, and ending up right where he wanted to be. He walked up to his door and turned the handle. Locked. Just like he told Axel to leave it.

"Axel!" Roxas called after sighing in relief, "I'm back! C'you let me in!"

Roxas waited to hear the redheads tired, rough voice yell something snippy at him, but it didn't come. He called out again, figuring that Axel was jus in the bathroom, maybe showering, "Axel!! Hey! Lemme in!"

A few more minutes and no response. Roxas decided to use his last resort. He kicked the door in.

"Axel! What the fuck are you - Axel...?" Roxas looked over to his bed and saw two figures tangled up in his sheets. Axel and Marluxia were using his bed to screw around in. His room. His bed. His Axel.

Normal, stable Roxas would have whipped the sheets off of the two of them, thrown them both out of his room, sworn a bit, and then disposed of their clothes by way of windows. But stable Roxas wasn't registering and the only part of him left to react were his emotions.

"I...I thought..." Roxas tried to speak, but his throat closed up, causing his words to sound more like breaths. Despite its suddenly soft quality, the blonde's voice reached Axel's ears. His eyes grew wide and his head turned towards the source of the sound.

"Roxas...?" Upon realizing the situation he was in, Axel gasped, squirming out from underneath Marluxia and pulling his pants on. By the time he had the black trousers settled on his hips, Roxas had already gone running out of the room, his eyes glistenning with tears of betrayal. Axel ran out after him, calling to him, "Roxas!! Wait!"

But it was too late. Before Axel could reach him, Roxas opened a dark portal and stepped in, his blue eyes glaring daggers at the older boy as it closed.

"No...! Roxas..." Axel sank to his knees, his green orbs lacing his tattoos with their living inspiration. Marluxia, extremely angered at the erratic behavior of the redhead, marched down the hall towards him, his scythe in hand. Axel turned to face him, his sadness now a blazing storm of hate directed at the man who had been using him sinc the moment they met. He stood, watching the other grow nearer and summoning his Chakram to his able hands, "This is all your fault...This is all your fucking fault!"

Axel charged the bigger man, throwing his all his force behind his spinning wheels of blades. Marluxia dodged expertly, smiling when the younger man missed him, and drew back his scythe for a swing at Axel's back. The long blade connected, slicing a thin line into the rehead's back and emitting a pained hiss from him. Axel spun around, ignoring the smarting injury on his back, and charged again, this time feinting just before Marly and blasting him with a fireball instead.

"Burn, baby, burn!" He cried out, feeling victorious as the older man's open jacket ignited and sent him into a frenzy to put it out. Axel took that opportunity to charge again, this time taking a shot at the brunette' head and effectively knocking him out, "Serves ya right, asshole."

Leaving Marluxia to burn in all of his dominating glory, Axel ran back to Roxas' room to retrieve his jacket and begin his search for the boy in need of an explaination.

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A/N: Only a few more chapters to go...I just might update faster if I get reviews...