AkuRoku- A Present for Roxas pt. 3

"Are you sure this is gonna work..."

"Of course! All of my plans have to work!"

"….just how many are 'all'?"

"2 and a quarter. But that's beside the point."

"I am NOT a reindeer!"

The jumble of voices arose from a crowd of nobodies all huddled together. As if in secrecy, their voices did not raise to as much as loud whisper, except than unfortunate individual who was convinced that they were most definitely NOT a reindeer. Among the voices, a lone red head was resisting the temptation to continuously bang him head to the nearest pillar until either it or his head itself cracked. He settled for pinching down on the bridge of his nose with both his thumb and index finger instead. Shaking his head so swiftly he asked out loud to his hands,

"How in the name of nothingness did it come to this?"

Somewhere in a long hallway, there came a soft crash, breaking the empty silence in the castle.

His mind was livid. From the moment he had started to descend towards the cold floor unexpectedly, Axel mind had never had so many thoughts flash through it in such little time. He was being attacked! Ambushed! Someone or something was on him! Right on his back! and he couldn't see who or what it was! But nothing dangerous like this was supposed to be in the castle! At least, not to his knowledge. Panicking, he tried to summon his weapons, willing to ready himself for battle or another attack. Unable to calm himself enough to concentrate, unable to force off this thing that had snuck up on him, his thoughts racing a mile a minute. This thing, it was holding him with such force, wrapped so firmly around his torso, nearly squeezing the very breath out of out and trying to fight against his unknown attacker, he turned to hit the thing head on, fist raised and ready to strike. His swinging blow stopped short when he noticed the thing on him had short blond hair and a cheesy grin plastered on its boy-like face.

"WTH?! Demwx geffofa me!!"

Demyx pouted a bit. "hmph. Looks like a humbug bit someone in the butt today…"

"I'm not in the mood to play around with you right now Dem." He sighed, resting his chin on the cold marble floor. His heart was still going a mile a minute from the surprise. "I'm haven't been having the greatest of all nights either….god I'm such a wuss." He said finally, letting out what seemed like the thousandth sigh of that hour.

"Want to tell big brother Demy what's bothering you? It might make you feel better….besides," Demyx sat up stiffly, taking on the air of some high class noble, "it is most certainly not fashionable to wear a frown at Christmas time!"

Axel just had to let out a small laugh. It was too much for him, seeing Demyx try to act serious for once in his entire existence, but still somehow being able to remain the innocent idiot he usually was. The combination of the two was quite comical.

"Aha! Made you laugh!"

"Whatever Dem," the pyro responded, refusing to acknowledge the other one was right. "Now get off me. My ribs are cracking cause your so freaking heavy." He teased.

"Alright…." The boy started to ease off the red haired pyro, but then jumped back down in full force. Axel swore heavily. "buuuut you have to say Merry Christmas to me first!"

"Demyx I don't have time for this. Get your ass off me before I flame it!"

"Say it! Say merry Christmas!" the blond ordered, and began tickling in the spots where he knew Axel was the most sensitive.

Alas for poor Axel, for he was very ticklish. Under usual circumstances, he would have killed Demyx and hung him from a Christmas wreath, then kill him again for the heck of it. This time however, he was under the waterboys complete mercy. He squirmed underneath of Demyx, who remained where he was, shifting occasionally to avoid Axels frantic attempts to escape his torture.

"......i'm.." wheeze "you won't....." laughter "...swear i....will..." more gasps for breath. "s..STOP....ahahaa"

"Not until I get my Merry Christmas ~" he sang. Tears were forming in the corner of Axels eyes. He couldn't last much longer. And they both knew it.

"alright…ALRIGHT!!" Axel gasped, as Demyx ever so slightly receded his fingers from Axel's sides. Still trying to catch his breath, he uttered very quickly ".....merry Christmas.....now get the hell offa me!"

He roughly shoved at Demyx, and the boy fell on his butt with a soft thump. Quickly getting up so that the kid was not given another chance to pin him again and ignored the small complaints from being shoved violently. He got what he deserved Axel reasoned. A little violence was necessary when it came to annoying kids like him. Guys who started the fights. Guys who didn't do what he wanted them to. Or asked them.

Just like Namine.

Guilt came rushing back. He could see her face again, so small and frail. And her eyes, the big blue eyes wide with fear of him, maybe forever. peeking from the corner of his eye, Axel saw him sitting on the floor, rubbing the spot where he fell on and pouting a little. Another wave of guilt surged through him. Of course Demyx wasn't really hurt and Axel knew that. but he couldn't help but mentally yell at himself. What was he, some kind of brute like Saix? I mean jeez, the poor kid was just trying to cheer him up a bit!

Ashamed of his rash actions, he extenede his hand out to his friend sitting on the floor. Still refusing, however, to look him in the face. Axel still felt terrible about how he had been acting all night. he didn't want to see those fearful eyes staring at him again in a different hue.

At the sight of the hand, Demyx beamed again. Taking the offered hand, he up-righted himself into a standing position. His friends hand however quickly withdrew back into its cloak pocket. Sensing Axels distress, the Nocturn placed his hand on his friends shoulder ever so firmly. The sudden feeling made Axel jump slightly, causing him to look at the waterboys face. Seeing a reassuing smile on his buddy's face, and knew he was silently being forgiven. He returned the gesture by placing his own hand on the shoulder across from his free arm, giving it a little shake with a relieved smile. Their foreheads touched as both men leaned in and laughed. Nothing funny had happened of course. It was simply a moment of silent communication between them both.

A moment of relief.

"aaaaand that how we got into this position!" a cheerful elf beside him finished, beaming from the thought that he had somehow helped.

"Demyx, for the love of your existence and whatever being you may have, SHUT THE HELL UP!" he yelled at the innocent little elf...er, at the innocent little nobody that had somehow bewitched him into agreeingly follow his unintelligent plan. Once they had finished making up (without using words, that would be awkward he thought) Axel had finally explained why he was in such and awful mood on Christmas. Well, one thing led to another, and after a lot of yelling, planning, catching and sneaking around, Axel had almost all of the Organization helping him accomplish Demyxs "most-likely-to-fail-and-take-up-everyones-Christmas-time-plan". Scratch that, plot, for it was already being put in action.

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it-it's finally done! part 3! only one more to go!

sorry to keep you guys waiting. the last part will end up being a little longer, but I should be able to get it up tonite. just editing a few minor errors.

tell me what you guys think. I wanted to put Demyx and Axels relationship in this story and also show how very bad Axel feels for treating Namine and him. He really cares about Roxas and his friends, alot. he just can't really control his emotions all the time.

again, so sorry for the wait guys!