Author Notes: I cannot believe at how fast I'm churning out these chapters! I'm impressed at myself at how I'm not setting this aside to do other things. So my art may be suffering, oh well x3 I appreciate all of the lovely reviews I get too. Writing is easy, writing something that people enjoy is hard and I do try my best.

Disclaimer: All products of the KH/FF-verse does not belong to me. Tetsuya Nomura is my God.

Story Notes: This is an AU with slash pairings, mature content, swearing and often random ramblings that make no sense whatsoever so don't worry too much. Sometimes in the AU-verse there will be little mentions of the games, including spoilers and what I would like to happen in KH3, because we all know that it'll happen! There may even be sexual scenes and what-not, so you have been warned. Remember, this fanfic contains slash themes!

Nobody's Loveletter

They were emerald green. A sparkling expanse of glitter and light like a formidable yet equally exotic green stone city of stories of old. There was a burning in this emerald city; a fire within this pair of eyes that burned with every human emotion imaginable, the dominant emotion flashing within the depths. The way the light of his room hit these eyes made them glisten in such a way that left him crumbling at the knees.

It was unfathomable beauty and passion.

It made him feel sick.

His stomach churned and he had to sit down, tearing his own eyes away from the amazing pair of green. Hands went to his head, fingers curling over his scalp as if trying to block out the things his mind was whispering to him. It was a deep feeling that sent chills down his spine and turned his stomach upside down.

"Roxas, you alright?" came a questioning and slightly worried voice. There was an extra weight added onto the bed as the red head sat down beside the younger male, concerned at the other boy's sudden change in self. Only a moment ago Roxas had seemed perfectly fine. Now he was looking paler than Axel himself.

His mind was a mess. The special Nobody in his mind gained a set of eyes in the shadowy face, and they were green. They were Axel's eyes.

He couldn't like Axel!

He hated Axel!

Or so he thought he did.

Falling onto his side away from the other male, Roxas curled up on his bed, eyes wide and staring at the wall opposite. He didn't want to close his eyes for fear of seeing those green eyes.

But they came into his vision anyway. A stray lock of red hair swept before a pale face. A brow was arched as the older male curiously inspected Roxas from his crouched position infront of him. A hand came up, breaking Roxas' line of sight to those eyes, waving before his face as if it would bring him back into the world of the concious. "Yo', Roxas, anyone home?"

Breath came flooding back to him like a tidal wave, body jerking as he sucked in the air with a tight gasp. "Yes!" he announced, sitting up quickly, then attention moved to smooth the creases from his clothes. "I'm fine, yes. What are you doing here?"

"Came to return these," Axel replied simply, dropping the articles of clothing he'd borrowed the previous day. Elra had managed to wash, dry and even iron Axel's own clothes. They were still warm from the iron and when he pulled on his hoodie Axel had taken a few moments to just bathe in the comforting, mother's warmth the clothes gave him. "I also got an invite to Hayner's party, so I thought I'd head over with you"

Roxas scoffed, staring at him. He'd managed to quell the previous thoughts that had been bubbling in his mind. At least he no longer felt sick. "You? How did you manage to get an invite?"

With a smirk, Axel stuck out his tongue for a few brief moments, as if any traces of the little note would still be there on the pink muscle. "Elizabeth. Unfortunately I was feeling rather peckish, so I ate it."

"You ate the paper?" Then again, he really wouldn't put it past him...

Smug grin. "And may I tell you, paper has the blandest taste ever. I swear, week old gym socks taste better"

"And you know this?"

Another grin. "No, I was hoping you would fill me in though"

Roxas growled, and nearly leapt off the bed to punch Axel, but decided against it. The red haired teen already had enough bruises. "So you want to go with me?"

"Yep!" Axel announced, arms folding across his chest, weight switching feet so that he stood in a rather self-satisfied position. "I'm not ready yet though, Elra said I could use the bathroom though."

Roxas opened his mouth to protest, but any words that he could get out were drowned by another resonating, wall shaking thudding noise as someone charged down the stairs. Closing his mouth, brows furrowed as he wondered what could have Sora rushing so madly to the door. Wasn't Riku already here...?

Then again, maybe that first set of charging feet had brought the spiky brunet opened the door for Axel and not the person he was expecting.

"Mom, Riku's here!" came a shout from downstairs, then the heavy footfalls raced back up the stairs, followed by a lighter step. Obviously, Axel had been the person at the door earlier.

"Sora let you in didn't he?"

Axel nodded. "Poor little Gumdrop seemed so sad when he saw me," he said, facing faking a concerned and pitiful look. "He'd seemed so eager when he'd opened the door, like one of those puppies you get, tongue hanging out and everything"

The blond laughed slightly. That was Sora alright. He was very much like a puppy, with extra energy to boot.

"Why do you call him Gumdrop Axel?" He was curious about it.

The taller teen shrugged. "They just act that way. Like gumdrops and rainbows. All couply-couply, lets walk hand-in-hand together down the hall, then screw each other senseless in the bathroom during lunch"

Roxas gave a disgusted look to Axel, covering his hands over his ears, even though it was already too late. "Eww, do you have to say it like that?"

This arched a brow on red's face. "Why, you anti-gay? Your own cousin?" He made a clicking noise with his tongue. "Roxas, I would of thought better of you than that"

Defences up; hands waving like a barrier. "No, no, nothing like that. I just don't need mental images, that's all"

While listening, Axel was wandering around Roxas' room, pausing at one of the walls and pressing his ear to the surface. "Think you can hear them?" he asked with a smirk.

A long, drawn out 'eww' came from the blond, hands flying to cover his ears from the bad man's words again. While Axel was still 'listening in' on the next room, Roxas smirked, having formulated a come-back. "Why, do you like that sort of thing Axel?"

A long slender should gave a slight shrug. "Not with Gumdrops and Rainbows. Urgh, they're way too candy-coated for my liking,"

Blue eyes widened. Was Axel saying what Roxas actually thought he was saying. "Your...Your...?"

"Gay?" he said, finishing off the question he knew Roxas was attempting to ask. Again, there was another one-armed shrug as if he really didn't spend much time thinking about his own sexuality. "Why, that wouldn't affect how you saw me would it?"

"No. I'd still hate you all the same"

Ear was pulled away from the wall and Axel grinned. "There we go then. I'll meet you downstairs, I have an appointment with the bathroom" Fingers pointed to the door, and he left Roxas alone in his room to contemplate and collect his thoughts.

- - -

The party was well under way by now. The note had said it started at seven; by the time they reached there at about five past seven, there was a substantial amount of bodies in the building, and that Cloud raise a brow at the scene. He'd had a few moments about not wanting the boys to do anything he wouldn't do, a good chuckle, then drove away with Naminé sitting next to him in the passenger seat. When Roxas had asked the young girl why she wasn't going to the teen party, she said she didn't particularly like such over crowded places. With a smile she said that she'd get all the gossip at school on Monday.

It was about ten now, or sometime around there. It was dark outside, there were bodies in and around the pool, doing what most teenagers did. Hayner was seventeen, yet alcohol had found its way into the building, and many of the teenagers were drunk. A few were even passed out. There was a couple, half dressed and with their tongues half way down each other's throats in the bath in the downstairs bathroom.

The kitchen was a very clean and white place; were it not for the cans, bottles, plastic cups and various plates scattered around. Axel had found a clear patch on the breakfast counter and was happily perching there, green eyes scanning around at the others within the building.

The kitchen was a large room, combined with the dinning room. A large archway acted as the door to the main lounge. From his perch, Axel could see the various people dancing to whatever random music the DJ was currently playing. There hadn't been a DJ from the start, but one turned up about eight-ish and began playing loud music. Luckily, all the expensive furniture had all been moved so the dancing bodies didn't ruin anything but the carpet.

There was a loud bang and something with brown spiky hair came thundering through a door in the kitchen somewhere to the left of where Axel was perched. There was a big grin on his face and a rather big and rather red mark on his neck.

Axel raised a brow and smirked. "Having fun Gumdrop?" he asked.

Sora paused mid-step to the counter with the large plastic tub filled with ice that contained various canned sodas. Brows furrowed as he contemplated whether or not the red head was talking to him. "Gumdrop?"

Still smirking, Axel nodded. "Yeah, Gumdrop. I think it suits you. Your sugary sweet"

A hand was pushed through the spiky locks and then dove in to retrieve a can of cola. Taking a few steps forwards, the younger teen was standing infront of Axel's perch, looking up at him with bright blue eyes.

They had the same eyes.

"Mister Axel," he said, prior to taking a long gulp of the teeth-rotting, extra sugar filled soda, "Are you hitting on me?"

They were like the inviting waters of lost beach somewhere. Hot sands under ones feet, the cool expanse of blue just calling out, inviting one in to take a refreshing and relaxing dip.

Axel smirked even more. "Oh no, nothing of the sort. I don't go touching the property of others,"

Another swig of the cola, the other hand pointing a finger at the taller male. Can was lowered and there was a grin on his face as he took a deep breath, regaining some of the lost air through all his drinking of the sugary soda. "I should think not. Plus, your not my type"

"I think your type is more of the silver haired variety, hmmm?"

It was amazing how Sora's eyes didn't keep shaking up and down after his head with the furious nodding he did in response to Axel's question; he was like one of those strange toys with the big round googly eyes.

"By the way Sora, have you seen Roxas?" he asked, green gaze momentarily leaving said youth's cousin to take a quick scan around for him.

Again, the big blue eyes should of kept shaking in the sockets with how enthusiastically Sora shook his head.

Axel found himself chuckling at the little gumdrop. He was so sugary that he could brighten up anyone around him, even if that person wasn't particularly fond of him. Sora wasn't so bad, it was when he was double-teaming with his Rainbow, who amazingly wasn't attached to his gumdrop at this moment in time.

"Yo', Sora, got the sodas?"

Speak of the Rainbow.

It was like a light had been flicked on in the boy's face. Just hearing the silver haired male's voice illuminated young Sora's face. Turning his back on the orange haired teen, Sora bounced over, setting the can down before flinging arms around Riku's neck.

Axel had to turn his attention to the window, watching the idiot outside belly-flopping into the pool so that he didn't watch the display between the sugar set. However, he couldn't stop his eyes to flickering back to the scene.

Sora had his backside pressed to the counter top, back arching over it slightly. The taller, more dominant Riku was leaning over this slender body, one hand supporting him, pressed flat on the polished surface, the other was curled around the delicate waist of the brunet, fingers lifting up the black shirt he wore. Lips were pressed tight together, and from what Axel could guess, Riku's tongue was in Sora's mouth.

Sora's hand were fisting in Riku's hair. Muffled moans were exchanged between them, and lean legs lifted to wrap around the older male's waist. A hand travel to heft the boy up onto the counter, lips parting for a few moments of much needed air until Sora was pulled down again so that his mouth could be ravaged once more.

It was getting to be a little too much for him by this point, and Axel leapt down from his perch and made his way out into the conservatory. Most of the party-goers that were outside were scattered around the pool. However, sitting in a wicker chair, cuddling a cushion to his chest was the other set of the blue eyes.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Axel said, jutting a thumb towards the doorway that lead to the kitchen.

"Why?" Roxas asked without turning his attention away from the sky he was watching through the glass. He ignored the other as the seventeen year old sat himself down in the large chair opposite him. The blond was leaning over the back of the small two seater chair, head tilted to he could gaze at the stars.

"Trust me, you don't,"

"Alright then, I won't" Roxas replied with a shrug.

Axel was curious about why the blond seemed rather mellow, especially around him. There were no insults flying around, no threats, but it didn't seem like he was ignoring just him. It was more like Roxas was ignoring the whole party. A hand brushed a stray lock of red that had broken free of the gel he'd used to style it into long spikes all over his head, much like a bright red hedgehog.

"Is everything alright Roxas?"

The other shrugged slightly. "Just thinking," he said simply. The way he said it though meant that he wasn't going to describe what it was he was thinking about without a fight.

"About your girlfriend and why she didn't come with you?" He was curious about his relationship with that blonde girl from the car. They seemed to be on better terms than they were the other day when Elra had forced Axel to join them all for dinner.

"She's not my girlfriend," was the reply, accompanied by a shrugging of the shoulders. Not even an aggravated response. Axel's attempt at even trying to get an argument out of Roxas seemed to have no effect.

"Not stoned are we?" He moved closer, perching on the little table infront of the seat Roxas occupied. There was a thick scent of weed in one of the rooms he'd passed, and a few of the people Axel had seen were high as a kite.

"I wouldn't touch the stuff with a barge pole. Not after what happened with...Never mind, why am I telling you?" At least, the blue eyes moved from the sky to look into the green set. He wasn't in the mood to think about those eyes, but they still sent that strange feeling right to his toes, causing them to curl in his shoes. "Why aren't you stoned or something? I'm sure there are some morons here you'd rather hang out with. Larxene's in the pool in a skimpy bikini you know"

It was the red head's turn to shrug his slender shoulders. "Larxene isn't my type. Neither are bikinis. So what's the problem with weed that you don't like?"

Roxas scoffed. "I'd of thought you'd know. It killed my parents"

Both brows lifted high in surprise. He didn't think Roxas' parents were stoners. "I'm sorry? Say that again?"

"The truck driver, not my parents. Driving high, dropped the disgusting thing into his lap, lost control and smashed into my parents car," There was emotion in Roxas' voice, and a sadness Axel had never heard before. It also appeared the there was a forecast for rain in that welcoming blue lagoon.

"Wow, I'm sorry Roxas, I didn't know"

Another shrug. "Just because I told you doesn't mean I don't hate you anymore" There were tears in his voice. "I hate you most of all because I had to tell you"

He'd never seen the blond so upset by something before. Something was definitely bothering him, and it went beyond telling Axel of how his parents died. Axel lifted a hand, as if to reach out and touch Roxas' face in some form of comfort, but it merely hovered in the air, then fell to his lap. Words were lost on his tongue.

"Rox..."

"Shut up! Just shut up!" A hand moved to rub at his eyes, tracks of his tears on his cheeks, a single drop curling at his chin before falling onto a fisted hand on his lap. There was a sniffle and a shuffled, and within moments something happened that Axel couldn't believe.

Roxas' head was in his lap, the younger male crying his heart out.

Hands moved now, reaching over to stroke the blond locks. Whatever the teen used on his hair to keep it so spiky, it didn't seem to make it sticky, and there was a softness to the hair as Axel smoothed a comforting and soothing hand over his head.

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Author's Notes: Hmmm...Roxas crying? Don't see that everyday!

Riku: Finally!

r3: Finally?

Riku: I'm in a scene; and a kissing scene! -purrs-

Roxas: You've totally ruined my image now woman -pouts-

I'd like to thank everyone for all your wonderful comments, and do hope that you'll keep leaving them! I love receiving reviews, so do keep them coming; each and every one of them are appreciated.

Axel: Roxas and me sitting in a car. Are we kissing? Yes we are!

r3: Not yet bud, keep waiting

Also, the reason alcohol got into the party was, well, because someone brought it! Where I live, legal alcohol consumption is eighteen years old, rather than 21 (hence me being a twenty year old barmaid), but still there's kids illegally drinking and that's wrong. But it happens, so I'm gonna have it in my story xP

Keep enjoying!