Axel sighed and finally pulled himself up out of the theater seat . He made his way to the aisle and headed for the exit. As he walked by a row of seats, he heard someone whisper something about a 'stupid fag,' but ignored it and stepped outside. The sun was still shining brightly as he left the dark building. He squinted into the blinding light and raised a hand to his forehead to shield his eyes as he scanned the parking lot for his friend.

"He was just fucking around Zexy," Roxas stated.

"No, but that's what he wants to be doing," Zexion remarked sarcastically.

Roxas shot him a glare. He turned to glance back at the theater and caught sight of Axel. He rushed over to him, shoving him hard in the chest, "That wasn't funny asshole!"

"Good. It wasn't supposed to be," Axel said dryly.

Roxas's eyes widened for a split second, but quickly turned into a threatening glare, "Knock it off already! I said it's not funny! God! Look how upset you've got Zexion!"

"What about you?" Axel asked.

Roxas's face contorted into confusion, "What? What are you talking about?"

"Are you upset?"

"Of course I'm upset! Look at me!"

Axel pursed his lips and nodded slowly, his eyes looking away, "Ok."

"Ok?! That's all you're gonna say?! What about, oh, I dunno, 'I'm sorry I acted like an ass in there Roxas. I'm sorry I took my fooling around too far. I'm sorry I'm a jerk who thinks a laugh is worth ruining a good time over!' You know! Something like that." Roxas crossed his arms and waited for a reply.

Axel stared at him, half wanting to punch him, half wanting to scoop him up and run off with him, "I'm sorry my feelings are so shocking to you."

Roxas looked at him in disgust, "You jackass! You're fucking with me and you know it!"

Axel folded his arms and looked away angrily, "I'm not fucking around, dammit. Ok, look. You know I constantly hang all over you to piss off Zexion, but why? What reason would I have for pissing off your boyfriend when I know it's gonna piss you off too?" Roxas could feel his cheeks getting hotter as he stared furiously at his friend. "I like you Roxas. It's just like Zexion said. I'm fuckin' pissed as Hell because I've loved you since the day I met you, but I didn't have the balls, that that fuckin' shrimp over there did, to ask you out. So now I'm second best, and it drives me mad!"

Roxas stood frozen in utter shock. He glanced over at his boyfriend for support, only to find him with an 'I told you so' look plastered all over his face. He turned back to Axel, searching for something to say, but before he could, Axel started walking away, "Wait!"

"Whatever, I'm going home. You guys do what you gotta do. I've said my piece." Roxas looked on helplessly as his best friend stalked off down the road. The blonde wasn't one for dramatics, but he couldn't think of anything else to do but fall to his knees and stare off into oblivion.

Zexion huffed angrily, then drew in a calming sigh and walked over to his boyfriend, "Roxas, get up. You look ridiculous."

Roxas didn't move.

Zexion rolled his eyes and hoisted Roxas up by his arm. "Come on, let's go home."

Roxas's eyes never left the pavement as the two boys wandered back home.

Zexion and Roxas had made it back to the blonde's house. They sat on his porch steps in awkward silence as the sun sank below the horizon.

"I'd say 'I told you so,' but I think you knew all along," Zexion remarked.

Roxas didn't respond right away and for a moment Zexion didn't think he would, "I... I can't believe it. He's my best friend. I mean, I knew he was jealous of you, but I didn't think he was jealous like that."

"Tsh. You honestly had no clue? What with him always hanging on you and using cheesy lines on you."

"Yeah, but I thought he was just goofing around. Ya know. Like friends do."

Zexion rolled his eyes, "Well, I guess I'm glad he finally told you. Now I don't have to worry about him always hitting on you."

"You think he'll stop?" Roxas looked up at his boyfriend.

"Probably not, but he can't very well flirt with you if you're not around."

Roxas sat up in surprise, "What? What's that suppose to mean?"

Zexion sneered, "Well, you clearly can't be friends with him anymore. Not now that you know how he feels about you. It'd be wrong."

Roxas was starting to look panicked, "Why not? He's my best friend. He's always been my best friend."

"Roxas... Think about it. Now that he knows you know how he feels, he'll just try to win you over more. You gotta avoid him. If you keep hanging out with him, he'll take it as a sign that he has a chance."

"But! But he's my friend. Just because he feels that way about me, doesn't mean I'm gonna stop being his friend. That's stupid."

Zexion scowled, "Roxas," he looked away, "I don't want you hanging out with him anymore. I'm telling you, he's only going to be more persistent now, and I don't want to lose you."

Roxas stood and brushed off his pants, "Zexion, that's low. I can understand you being a little jealous, but you outright don't trust me to be faithful to you. I said he's my friend and that's all he is. I'll make that clear to him too. But if you can't trust me to just be friends with someone, things aren't going to work out between you and me."

Zexion stared at Roxas, his mouth hanging open in shock. Eventually he snapped his head around to scowl at the ground, "Fine. Whatever. Go be friends with that jerk. But when he keeps acting lewd towards you, don't expect to come crawling to me for help."

"I won't," Roxas stated bluntly.

Zexion huffed and stood up, "It's late and I'm tired. I'm going home." He turned his head slightly to steal a glance at Roxas from the corner of his eye. The blonde was staring stubbornly out into the distance. He didn't mean to tell Roxas what to do, he was just afraid of losing him. He'd never loved anyone as much as him. He let out a small sigh and made his way down the sidewalk as Roxas turned to go inside. Once the front door was closed, Zexion paused and looked back at the house behind him. He hated not saying goodnight. He hated seeing Roxas upset. And he hated it even more that he was the one that had upset him. He didn't want to fight with Roxas. Just fight for him. And he would too if Axel kept it up. But for now, all he could do was trust Roxas and try not to be so jealous. The blue haired boy sighed one more time as he stared down the dark road stretched out before him. "I love you Roxas," he whispered as he jammed his hands into his pockets and continued his walk home in silence.