Title: Can You Keep A Secret?
Theme: oo3. Secret
Word Count: 389
Rating: T for language and suggestiveness...ness. XD
Spoilers: NONE ;0
Disclaimer: Squeenix owns all except this. Because this? They wouldn't want to plaster their name on it. Nope.

It was the dead of night when the redhead decided to speak up for the first time that late night. Everyone else was sleeping and/or cuddling with their fellow Nobodies, except for Axel and Roxas, who were just slouching around on the couch after the "party" of the first anniversary of since Organization XIII was first formed. Most of them were knocked out from the alcohol consumed that night.

"Hey Roxy? Can you keep a secret?"

The blonde grumbled, "What kinda question is that? Of course I can keep a secret. What do you take me for? Demyx?"

"Of course not," Axel chuckled.

"Then what the hell's that secret you want me to keep?"

"Roxas, I looooove you!"

Roxas twitched, as Axel hugged the younger Nobody, squeezing very tightly.

"Axel, I think you had one too many drinks..."

Roxas hoped to Kingdom Hearts that Axel was indeed drunk and didn't realize what he was doing, but unfortunately (at least, for him, that is) Axel didn't even smell of alcohol.

Axel merely laughed before kissing Roxas.

The blonde turned bright pink, with one of Axel's hands wandering to that thing he sat with and the older Nobody's lips right on top of his mouth, and was especially way too stunned to resist.

Soon, Roxas pulled himself away, including pulling Axel's gloved hand off of his ass, muttering, "What the hell?"

And apparently, Axel was drunk, for he fell right asleep with Roxas underneath him.

"Dammit, Axel, get the fuck off of me! You're really really heavy!" Roxas moaned, attempting to push the larger Nobody off of him.

He sighed, his efforts in vain. Then Roxas got one of those ideas-that-are-so-stupid-they-might-actually-work.

"Aaaxey? I loooove you, toooo..."

Axel didn't budge. So then Roxas went to Plan B, and cupped Axel's cheeks, closing that very small gap between them...

...to which Axel responded.

Damn hard-headed asshole. Roxas thought.

(insert certain events here that leads to Axel and Roxas in Axel's room)

Zexion groaned, clutching his head from the slight hangover he got from having only three beers. It seemed VI had a very low alcohol tolerance. So, Zexion walked/stumbled/semi-crawled over to the bathroom – or at least began to, until he heard very, very strange moaning noises coming from room VIII...