\ Caught

By shoujoQ

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Disclaimer

All I have is an empty milk carton, that's it. But I doubt you would want it, if you're going to sue. I don't own anything; I live in a cardboard box for god's sake. Oh, and I don't own Kingdom Hearts or nothing, just ask my friends.

Summary

--- Roxas has the perfect plan to rob the Casino Eight blind…until the intimidating owner catches him red-handed. Now the blonde knows he's gong to pay…---

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Chapter Two

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Roxas woke up with a splitting headache. For a moment, he thought it had all been a dream. Sora had never shown up at his door at two in the morning four days ago, desperate for his help. Roxas had never agreed to give it, had never built an electronic device for him and had never been caught cheating.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Roxas knew it wasn't a dream. He had never been in this room before. Its opulence was way beyond anything he was familiar with. Sheets of the finest Egyptian cotton cradled his body, and a pillow softer than a dream padded his head. Silver-threaded wallpaper decorated the walls, providing a perfect backdrop for the smoky-gray carpet and charcoal-shaded furniture. The only prints on the walls were monochromatic abstracts in shades of gray, probably done by an artist who had become insanely rich with simple concept.

Roxas scanned the room, noting its distinct masculinity. The blond was definitely in a man's room. A rich man's room; Axel's room?

"I see you're awake."

Roxas bit back a gasp when he heard Axel walking over to him. A glance in his direction revealed a wingback chair where he must have waited for the blond to rouse. Roxas wanted to pretend he was asleep, to buy time to think but it would be futile. His initial movement upon waking, slight, as they had been, must have given him away.

The blond decide to confront the older male instead. Roxas sat up higher and turned his head in Axel's direction, forcing himself to meet his gaze as he loomed all over him. The redhead's eyes seemed to be eating Roxas up, and he shivered under his stare.

"Where am I?

"My room." He brushed his fingers lightly against Roxas' jaw. "This will be an ugly bruise. I'm sorry."

His touch made it difficult to breathe, but Roxas would have been hard-pressed to identify why-fear or a spark of desire. The blond turned his head away.

"It's fine. Let me go, and we'll call it even."

Axel's laugh contained the same rough edge as his voice. "Sweetheart, we aren't nearly close to even."

Roxas swallowed the lump of fear in his throat. "Don't call me names."

He gasped when the redhead cradled his chin in his hand, forcing Roxas to look at him.

"I'll call you what I want, my little cheater." His voice changed abruptly, becoming brusque, and released him. "You're a thief."

Roxas remained silent, unable to refute his accusations. He couldn't pretend as though he hadn't cheated, not with him having proof and the blond at his mercy.

"Do you know what they're going to do to you in prison?" He was unemotional, which made his words even scarier. "You can't be as young as you look, but that innocent air is going to have them eating you alive (literally)."

Roxas tried to hide his reaction but he knew the shudder that racked his body betrayed his fear.

Axel arched an eyebrow. "I should call the police right this instant."

With brazenness he didn't feel, Roxas asked, "Why don't you, instead of holding me captive in your bedroom?"

Axel shrugged. "I wanted to make sure you weren't injured, I guess."

"I'm fine, so call them." He bit his tongue to hide how afraid he was of facing the police. Other than a speeding ticket, he'd never been in trouble with the law and had naively assumed it would remain that way all his life. The pit of Roxas' stomach twisted when he realized he would lose his possibility to go to TTU (Twilight Town University) once he had a criminal record. That, even more than going to prison, brought tears to the backs of his eyes.

Axel stood up, walking a bit closer to the bed to loom over him. "You're eager for me to involve the cops. You have a lot to lose, sweetheart." He pressed on before he could reply. "I'm willing to work out a deal with you."

The blond's eyes widened, and he looked town to make sure he was still clothed. Why Axel brought him to his room was no longer a mystery. He expected the younger male to sleep with him!

"You're disgusting."

The redhead blinked, looking g puzzled. "I'm trying to be generous, and you're calling me names? You really are a…" With a twist of his lips he trailed off. A deep chuckle broke his half-second of silence.

"Oh, I see. You think I'm trying to get you into bed." He laughed harder.

Roxas glared at him. "What's so funny?"

It took Axel a moment to compose himself, but when he did, it was as if he had never laughed. His voice was emotionless again.

"I was going to let you repay me in cash within twenty-four hours. You aren't worth that kind of money. No man is. I wouldn't trade hundreds of thousands of dollars for a night with any man."

"It doesn't have to be just one night." Roxas didn't know who was more shocked by his utterance. The words had jumped out of his mouth, catching them both off guard.

"What are you suggesting?" Axel seemed reluctantly intrigued.

The blond floundered. Just what was he suggesting? Was Roxas seriously contemplating offering himself to this man to repay the debt he owed? When it had been the redhead's idea, or so Roxas had thought, it had repulsed him. But now that Roxas thought about it, the solution would be ideal. Wouldn't it. Being Axel's adorable like uke for a short amount of time had to be better than losing a scholarship he had worked so hard to attain, not to mention going to prison. Right?

"Well?"

Roxas licked his dry lips. "I could be your…companion…for a time. Until the debt is paid." He couldn't help jumping when Axel sat on the bed. "Just for a while."

Axel regarded him with intensity that had been absent in his gaze before. When his eyes examined the blond from head to toe, Roxas could feel him undressing him. The appraisal was oddly asexual. Roxas could almost see him performing calculations in his head, weighing his worth to him.

"I don't think so."

Roxas's mouth dropped open. "Why no? What's wrong with me?

The older male leaned back, still eyeing the blond, although not as intently. "For one thing, you look about twelve."

"I'm sixteen, turning seventeen, thank you." It annoyed him that he had to persuade Axel to accept his offer.

"You aren't my type," he said bluntly. Axel braced his shoulder against the post of the bed.

"What's your type?"

"Submissive." He must have seen the blond's surprise. "I like to dominate my partners. Vanilla sex doesn't satisfy me, and though it's kinky to buy your services for a time, it wouldn't keep me entertained."

Roxas's heart pounded with a mix of anxiety and excitement. The idea of being this man's plaything aroused him in a way he had never expected. The thought of having him dominated him turned Roxas's on so much that he shifted to ease the sudden ache between his legs. "I can do that."

He lunged forward with the agility of a leopard, Axel's face inches from his. "You wanna be my sub? For how long?"

Roxas shrugged, finding it difficult to speak with him so close. His heart raced again, this time for a different reason. The redhead's proximity was affecting him.

"I don't know."

Axel felt silent for a moment, obviously thinking deeply. Finally, he said, "Three months."

Automatically, the blond shook his head. "I can't be here that long. When the summer semester ends, I have to resume my place at Twilight Town University."

"Hmm…" Axel stared at the younger male a long time before nodding. "Six weeks, the duration of summer break. The weekend before Labor Day, you are free to leave, and the debt will be paid."

Roxas angled up his chin. "How do I know you'll keep the word?"

With wide eyes, Axel countered, "Which of us has more reason to question the other's integrity? I should be asking you that, Sweetheart."

"I'll stay until the debt is paid." An ominous echo seemed to accompany the words as he spoke them, as if he had just signed a pact with the devil.

"Don't worry, my little cheat. You'll enjoy this, more than you have any right to."

Roxas wanted to deny his assertion but once again couldn't. What was the use in lying? As insane and inappropriate as the attraction was, he was drawn to Axel, and it was with more anticipation than fear that he faced the prospect of six weeks under Axel's passionate domination.

The blond hadn't realized it would happen so soon. A surprised grunt escaped him when Axel grasped his wrists and stretched his body on top of his, anchoring him to the mattress.

"Let's seal it with a kiss."

Startled, Roxas turned his head to evade his mouth, not wanting it to be like this. "Let me up."

"You aren't going anywhere, sweetheart." Axel slipped his leg between his. "You don't want to, do you?"

Roxas tossed his head in denial, desperate to escape as he settled between his thighs, cradling his cock against his own. Only few layers of material prevented the intimate touches of their flesh.

The thought inflamed the blond, and he couldn't help arching against the older male when he thrust against him.

"Please?" It sounded like a question even to his ears.

"Please what?" Axel brushed his lips over Roxas's. "Please let you go?" Axel's mouth molded to his in a deep kiss, one Roxas was powerless to fight. When he stroked his tongue over his lip, he parted them with a passionate moan of surrender. The redhead's tongue thrust inside of the blond's mouth as he pushed his cock deeper against Roxas's. Abruptly, he broke the kiss, lifting his head to look down at him. "Or please fuck you until you don't know your own name?"

Roxas grunted, incapable of answering verbally. His whole body had betrayed him, and given him a response already. His hardening cock seemed to be begging for the redhead's possession. He had to know. His gaze reflected he knew, and he was pleased.

"That could prove inconvenient. If you forget your name, neither of us will know it." Axel paused to kiss him again, this time his lips engaging in brief flirtation with Roxas's. "So you'd better tell me first."

"Roxas," he said in a small voice. It was a struggle to speak, because the only words he wanted to utter were ones demanding he finish what he had began.

All reasons this was wrong were quickly fading from his mind. He had never experienced such overwhelming desire, and the heady feeling left him wanting more.

"Roxie." Axel lifted his arms above his head, pinning the blond's wrists with one hand. "Such a delicate, feminine name."

"You thought I was a girl." The blond was unable to hide his hurt.

"I was wrong." Axel's mouth took possession of the teen's again, as Axel continued to massage Roxas's tongue with his own. He seemed to be enjoying the blond's moan of pleasure if his increased pace was any indication.

Axel stuck his hand into Roxas's pants and squeezed. Roxas gasped with shock and pain. The shock came from the jolt of pleasure accompanying the pain.

"That hurts."

Axel stared down at him. "Yes." Their gazes locked, a silent battle of wills playing out as he held his cock in the painful grasp. To Roxas's shame, his cock started producing translucent liquid, pressing against his palm like a dog seeking favor from its master.

As if he'd read his thoughts, he said, "Your body already knows who its new master is. Your mind just needs to learn that lesson, Roxie."

Roxas did his best to erase all traces of passion from his voice. "You can provoke a physical response, but you can't control my mind. That isn't part of the agreement."

The older male laughed, a sound of genuine amusement. "You really believe that, don't you?"

The blond glared at him, but surprise replaced his anger when he released him and stood up. Uncertainly, Roxas crossed his arms over his …penis…(hehe) to hide his arousal from his gaze.

Axel acted as if they hadn't spent the past few minutes in a sexual tussle. With a glance at his watch, he said, "You've been out for a while. I usually have dinner at this time. You'll join me."

The blond bit down the childish urge to refuse simple for the sake of being stubborn. His stomach growled at his words, making it impossible to deny he was starving.

Roxas had been too nervous to eat before he and Sora had set out for the casino earlier in the day. "All right."

"You'll need to change first."

The teen cast a look around the room. "Into what? These are my only clothes."

"I want you sitting at my dinner table in your natural state. His gaze dropped briefly to his bare ass before returning to meet his eyes.

"I want easy access to dessert."

"That's insane. I can't eat dinner naked." Roxas made no effort to hide his ire with his idiomatic request. He knew everything he had done in the past few minutes, and continued to do, was designed to test his resolve. While determined to live up to his side of the bargain, he wasn't going to bow to his every whim.

Axel's lopsided grin revealed he was enjoying his anger. "II will provide garments when you require them. You will wear what I tell you when I tell you. Right now, you'll wear nothing."

Roxas crossed his arms over his chest. "No. I…you can't expect me to…it's indecent."

The redhead shrugged. "You haven't yet learned the rules, so I'll make it simple for you. You do what I say at all times, as you agreed to do." His voice softened marginally. "I know it's been a rough day. I'll cut you some slack tonight. You can choose not to eat dinner with me without clothing. I'm not going to drag you forcibly into the dining area."

The blond nodded, poised to say something inane.

"If you're hungry enough, you'll join me in the state I requested. If you aren't, you can stay here." He turned away from him, headed to the door.

"Wait." Roxas growled with frustration when he ignored him; continuing to the door, hand on the knob. "You can't starve me."

He didn't even have the courtesy to turn to him to respond. "I can do whatever I want to you, Roxie. Haven't you figured it out yet?" Axel chuckled, an unpleasant sound that sent shiver down Roxie's spine.

"You're the one who made it that way. You voluntarily put yourself at my mercy."

Anger overwhelmed good judgment, and he snatched a pillow from the pile behind his head, throwing it at him with all his might. It bounced harmlessly off the door as he closed it behind himself. "Go fuck yourself, you fucking *shotacon no chikan," he shouted, hoping he heard him through thick wood. Roxas'd be damned before he went parading around naked in front of that redheaded tyrant. He could stuff himself silly, and he wouldn't care. He'd rather starve than give him the satisfaction of joining him on his terms.

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Well there you go boys and girls. They almost had sex, but no shoujoQ is an EVIL VILLAIN who likes to mess around with the readers (hehe) sorry guys, I had to tease you a bit. Anyway last chapter someone told me that (blonde) is usually addressed towards a female, (in all fanfictions I've read on , never had I seen blonde [when referring to Roxas] be referred to as blond, never) well thank you for the correction as you see I made appropriate adjustments, you're welcome. Sorry once again that this chapter is really, really, really late. I was really happy with the feedback, domo-domo. So yeah, please listen to some [Freezepop] and or the [Hazzards] two great American bands, and please listen to Morning Musume (it is really good). Anyway if you want to contact me about ideas or something else, we could totally be online BFF's (not like Paris Hilton's BFF's but more myspace'y and real'er'er, okay.) so my myspace is .com/insanely_strange2…okay add me peoples. Bye.