Good Question: I wasn't going to update for awhile but you guys get a new chapter because WE WON!!! I watch Olympic hockey and Finland fucking won bronze against Slovakia. I'm so proud right now. So here's a victory chapter for you guys.

Also, got my new tattoo, so I took a mini break because of that. It's only a few days old but I'm happy with it.

Also; I got a heavy amount of backlash for the scene with Axel last time I wrote this, and no matter what I'm always going to keep it. I will also keep all of the things that I think should be in the story in it. (A lot of people also have problems with the DemyxZexionRoxas thing and while it is most def. toned down, I'm never going to write it out. It has it's place in the plot. )

Chapter 11: Burn Mark

Roxas did not cry for his broken heart until he had safely made it home and into the dark confines of his room. His shoulders shook as he tried to gasp for breath to calm himself. His hands clenched tightly around the fabric of his shirt where his heart was. He slipped in quietly and turned on the lava lamp he had sitting in the corner. Roxas collapsed onto his bed and bit his lip.

Axel was straight. He'd known that.

He curled up into a tight ball and sobbed into his hands. He felt like an idiot for crying. He had let himself think that there was a way to change Axel's sexuality. The entire idea was absurd and if his emotions hadn't clouded him, he probably would have never even let himself get so wrapped up in an impossible idea. Maybe Axel wasn't straight, maybe things could've changed, maybe the friendly flirting was more. He spent the evening crying himself to sleep.

Roxas groaned as he felt a familiar hand at his back, but that didn't matter, because he was not in the mood for people, he wasn't in the mood for anything but being alone in his bed. "Demyx, please go away," Roxas croaked out, his voice stuffy from crying and raspy from just waking up. But Demyx didn't listen, instead, he laid down slowly in the bed next to Roxas and pulled him into a warm hug.

"Nami called me." Roxas didn't respond with anything but a body twitch, "So, me and Zexion came to check up on our favorite baby," Demyx whispered into Roxas's ear, gently brushing his fingers through Roxas's hair in an effort to make him feel better.

"I can't be your child. That would mean we're incestual interests for each other and Jesus smites a gay man every time you participate in incest," Roxas grumbled.

Demyx laughed, "Zexion's making some tea," he mumbled rubbing circles along Roxas's shoulders. "We checked on you a bit earlier too but you looked like you needed your sleep."

Roxas sighed, giving up a little bit. They were here to take care of him at the expense of their own time. He turned around and let Demyx wrap his arms fully around him and cuddled into him. Even if it wasn't Axel the comfort and love was welcome. It felt really good to be wrapped in someone's arms. Demyx smiled and began to give little tickling kisses to Roxas, who squirmed, laughing a little bit trying to get him to stop. Demyx laughed and gave a big kiss onto his forehead, "Much better."

Roxas looked up at Demyx with tired eyes, "Thank you."

"Do you want Zexion to bring the things upstairs or can you make it downstairs?"

"I'm already upstairs, it'd be a waste if we all just went downstairs. This stuff is heavy."

Roxas lifted up enough to see Zexion at the door with a big tray and a sympathetic smile on his lips. His heart hurt for his friend. Roxas sat up and scooted on his bed to make room for Zexion as he took his tea. He smiled and smelt the tea he had been given.

"Are there, mints in this?" Roxas asked unsure.

Zexion smiled and crawled into bed behind all of them against the wall, Roxas and Demyx both leaning against him. "I like mints."

Roxas laughed a little bit, he didn't feel quite as alone as he had a few hours ago. He sipped at his tea and as his two friends talked he found himself feeling peacefully sleepy, he didn't think he could be tired anymore but he was proven wrong. When he woke up again the next morning, to his surprise, he found himself sandwiched between Zexion and Demyx, both of their arms flung over him. At first he wondered why they were there, completely forgetting what had happened the day before. Even with the many sleepovers they'd had, he still felt confused when he woke up with another person in his bed, let alone two. He began to recall what had happened during the day and groaned, snuggling his face into Demyx's chest trying to get the horrifying image out of his mind.

'How the hell am I going to face him?'

Demyx stirred in his sleep and blew out a puff of air that ruffled Roxas's hair. Roxas smiled a little bit and closed his eyes, letting his body relax between the. He could be strong about it all, he could be strong if other people were there to be strong with him. With care not to disturb Demyx and Zexion he wormed his way out of the bed. He sat up and vaulted himself over Demyx's body and banged his knee lightly as he hit it against the edge of the bed. Roxas looked back to make sure he hadn't woken either of them. The two had been with him for a good part of the day before, he had spent the evening breaking down and sobbing out to them what had happened with Axel with a mix of vicious self-hatred. Demyx of course had done his best to make him smile and turn things positive, any positive he could find, which wasn't quite so easy. Zexion mainly listened and offered some basic advice. He felt guilty for being so difficult on them. He had found his way into the kitchen without turning any of the lights on, it was still a little dark but he was expecting the sun to come up soon, Tina was still sleeping and he didn't want to wake her up by turning on all the lights downstairs.

"Ouch." Roxas winced as his already bruised knee smacked against the table in the kitchen. He turned on one of the smaller lamps so that he had enough lighting to make himself a nice cup of coffee. He had no intention of going back to sleep.

"Some people drown their sorrows in alcohol, you drown yours in coffee, one up for you."

Roxas put a hand over his heart as he jumped, turning around, his eyes wide. "You scared me!" Roxas hissed, rolling his eyes.

Demyx chuckled and went over to Roxas, snuggling against him as they waddled in the kitchen, Roxas protesting because he couldn't move like that. "Well, you woke me up with your gymnastic attempts at getting out of bed."

Roxas stopped his protests as he blushed and mumbled an apology. He had honestly tried not to wake anyone up, especially not by weird acrobatics. "Is Zexion up?"

"Nope. Just me."

"Good, I feel guilty enough for one I don't need two people disrupted," Roxas mumbled as Demyx led him to the couch, "he gets so little sleep anyway."

"Don't be so hard on yourself Roxy-baby," as the words left his mouth Demyx covered his mouth, panicking. "Shit, sorry."

Roxas shook his head slowly, "It's fine."

Demyx pouted and kissed Roxa's hand as an apology, kneeling in front of him, "Still…. Sorry. But," he thought about how to bring it up, "have you thought about what you're going to do?"

"Do?"

"Mmm… well," Demyx sighed as he sat down next to Roxas, pulling the smaller boy in. "You shouldn't exactly avoid Axel I guess, or rather can't. I know you haven't told him how you feel and as far as I can tell he doesn't know that you saw him either. So, I dunno, in his world right now, nothing bad has happened and all things are normal." Demyx began to babble as he tried to explain what he was thinking as best he could without offending or hurting the boy more. He attempted to use his hands to explain it better but frantic arm movements did nothing.

Roxas smiled and laughed, grabbing Demyx's hands, "You're going to break something if you keep doing that. And I'm going to do nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing."

"Why" Demyx asked, not really thinking about what other options other than nothing there could be. Confrontation?

"Well, what is there do to? Nothing really. Life'll go on as it always has, I just have to find someone else's sexy bottom to obsess about," Roxas said simply, trying to be realistic to himself and the situation, even if he knew it would be so much harder than he knew the words sounded like. Although his voice was no longer raspy and it actually sounded confident, he felt nothing of the sorts. He still felt like his life had been shattered and there was no moving beyond it, that he should have died the night before but his body just hadn't caught up with the idea.

"You've still got me and Zexy."

Roxas smiled and lifted his head to place a soft kiss, to Demyx's surprise, on Demyx's cheek. "I know I do. Thank you."

A ping from the kitchen interrupted what Demyx was going to say next. Roxas excused himself and disappeared into the kitchen to make himself coffee and try and quickly make Demyx tea.

Demyx closed his eyes and lifted his arms over the. He was usually really good at cheering people up but he wasn't sure how to handle this situation at all. A part of him wanted Roxas to feel immediately better and go on with his life but he knew that was impossible, probably better than a lot of people. Roxas seemed truly infatuated with the red head so an instant recovery to a happy life again wasn't going to be possible. And yet, there was a part of him that he hated, that was slightly relieved. Because Axel was still straight. His heart hurt less because of it and it also meant that it didn't threaten what good he had with Zexion. Even if it hurt Roxas. But it was okay, because he and Zexion would fix it, make it better, take care of him and love him.

Of course, Demyx being the care-free, share-the-love type of person that he was, hadn't realized just how much Zexion wanted him to himself, or understand really the possessiveness that Zexion had to deal with everything the threesome situation emerged.

"Don't think too hard, you'll get wrinkles in your brain."

"I thought the wrinkles were good for you," Demyx replied, taking his hands away from his eyes and looking up at Zexion, who had come downstairs at some point. Zexion laughed and leaned down, kissing Demyx sweetly. Demyx stuck out his tongue at him and made Zexion chuckle. Demyx whispered something to him and pointed to Zexion's phone, there was a favor that Demyx wanted Zexion to finally call in. Zexion nodded and after a quick conversation about Roxas mostly held by Demyx, the two of them entered to find Roxas practically molesting his coffee cup. Zexion walked behind Roxas and slung his arms around his shoulders, leaning onto him.

"No good morning?" he asked as he nuzzled against the nape of Roxas's neck.

"Good morning," Roxas said, a small smile crawling onto his face.

"Roxas smiled!" Demyx exclaimed as he walked to the two of them. He had grown impatient of just watching the love and wanted to join it. Demyx squished into the two of them. Roxas laughed and put his coffee on the table not wanting it to spill.

Zexion began to speak, "So Roxas, you have any pl-"

"What do you want for breakfast!"

Zexion would've glared if it had been anyone else but Demyx interrupting him.

"Whatever you want to make," was Zexion's response and Roxas simply mumbled something vague.

"No, it doesn't work like that," Demyx said as he began to take stuff out of the cupboards for cooking, figuring he would need them no matter what he made.

"Waffles," Zexion suggested, and Roxas agreed. As Demyx began to cook Zexion turned his attention back to Roxas.

"Anyway, do you have any plans for today?"

Roxas took a sip of his coffee and gave a shaky smile, "I was going to spend it with Axel but I don't think I can face him just yet."

Zexion nodded, understanding, "So you've got the day completely free?"

"Yup."

"Good. Demyx and I are going to take you out then," Zexion said moving to sit in his own chair.

Roxas put down his coffee cup that he had just been about to take a sip of," Take me out?" he asked, he wanted to be sure of the implications before anything began, he knew how Zexion felt.

"A date Roxas," Zexion teased, trying to let Roxas know that he was actually kinda okay with the plan for the day.

Roxas blushed a little bit, "I know what taking out means. I was just checking. The three of us?"

"Are going on a date," Demyx interrupted as he held three glasses. "Here, take one, because if you don't, in 3 you'll find them on the floor."

They each reached for a cup so that Demyx could resume cooking.

"When did you decide this?" Roxas asked Zexion, his voice a little quieter and unsure.

"It's all right," Zexion said as Roxas drooped h is head a little bit. He knew how big of a change or sacrifice Zexion was making for him.

"Come on Roxas! You can't be depressed right now! Here, have a waffle," Demyx said giving Roxas the first one that he hade made, having drawn a smiley face on it with the jam and whipped cream he had acquired. Roxas laughed and couldn't help but feel his mood lift a little bit.

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Roxas blushed as Zexion opened the door to the café for him.

"I can open doors you know," Roxas mumbled, trying to hide how special it really made him feel.

Zexion smiled quietly to himself as Demyx pushed Roxas forward," You know you love it, we know you love it, it's kinda public knowledge at this point."

The café was small and cozy, with two sections, one you had to always reserve to get into, the other was more open. Nothing too big but they had some of the best food and it was almost impossible to find sitting room during the weekend unless you had reserved a spot, which cost a hefty bit of munny, or you came early enough to grab one before anyone else did. The only café to ever have lines outside of it. It was mid-day, so Roxas was surprised they had gotten in at all, and that there was an empty table towards the back. It was his favorite table too from the few times he had visited. It was the only table that let the light from the outside glimmer in just the right way without blinding, with comfortable lounge chairs and one sofa that faced the big window so that one could see the park gates that were opposite of the café. Roxas looked around confused wondering why no one was sitting at the only open table, there was a small line of people waiting to get in.

"Don't just stand there," Demyx whispered as he nudged Roxas towards the table.

Roxas blinked confused as he watched Zexion talk to one of the waitresses. He was forced to turn back around by Demyx and when they got the table Roxas almost fainted. There was a little triangular card on the table which read, 'Reserved for Roxas and Company'.

"Did… you guys?" Roxas asked, turning around to face Demyx with a wide eyed face.

"Do you like it?" Demyx asked, holding his hands behind his back. He had remembered a long time ago when they had randomly seen each other in front of the café, and had waited in line with each other to try and get in only to be turned away at the end because it was closing time.

Roxas grinned and flung his arms around Demyx, the two of them half dancing in the hug. "You could've brought me to the usual place," Roxas mumbled, hiding the huge grin he had on his face in the nape of Demyx's neck.

"But this is a date and it was supposed to be special," Demyx said as he helped Roxas into his seat.

Zexion had watched the entire display and snuck a kiss onto each of their cheeks. "We're glad you like it," Zexion said to Roxas as he sat down. Roxas nodded, blushing behind his bangs, which made Zexion chuckle.

"Are you ready to order?" A bright voice asked.

The group turned around to find a young kid with brown hair that stood out in spikes, and blue eyes. He had a grin that split his face in half almost and a very bright demeanor. "Welcome to La Fe Clochette. My name is Sora and I'll be your waiter today!"

"Sora, wrong table."

Sora turned around confused. "Nuhuh."

Roxas shifted in his seat to get a better look at the other man who had spoken. He looked older than the other waiter with long hair and sharp eyes.

"Check the list again," the boy said, "I'm so sorry for the inconvenience."

Roxas shook his head and smiled as Demyx began to chat with Sora. "Oh not, it's fine…. Riku." He paused a moment to search for the name tag all the employees wore.

"He's a good worker but perhaps not always the most perceptive," Riku said with a half smile, Roxas noticing the quick almost tender glance that he sent Sora's way. "I'll send him out of your hair and then I can take your orders. Sora, I think they need you in the kitchen," he said trying to get him back to work and not disrupting the customers.

"Noo. You forgot, they kicked me out of the kitchen, I have to stay on the outside or they'll chop whatever part of me goes in off," he said as he leaned over one of the couches, thoroughly enjoying the conversation he was having with Demyx and Zexion.

Riku ran a hand through his hair trying to find a tactful way to, well, fix the horribly embarrassing situation, he was saved from making an excuse as someone called Sora's name.

"Oops, gotta go. I hope you guys come back soon!" Sora said as he made his way to the manager that had called his name.

"Now, my name is Riku, and I will be your waiter for your stay," Riku said as he pulled out a small pad of paper and a pen from his apron. "What would you like?"

"It's the special," Zexion said before any of them could get a word in. "Aerith'll know what you're talking about."

Riku nodded and scribbled down something on his pad, and then showed it to Zexion who nodded in agreement to make sure it was the right thing. "Alright then. I'll return shortly."

"What's the special?"

"Yeah, I wasn't told about this part," Demyx added, just as confused as Roxas.

"You'll see," Zexion said with a cryptic smile, just because this was for Roxas didn't mean he couldn't actually try and be sweet to his real boyfriend.

Once it came to the table Roxas almost fell over with glee. The last time that he had eaten it was before he had moved. Roxas stared at Zexion in awe.

"How… how did you find out?" he asked.

Zexion shrugged, "Tina and I happen to talk a lot."

Roxas smiled and went over to Zexion, gently wrapping his arms around the taller boy in a soft hug. "Thank you."

Zexion smiled and kissed Roxas on the top of his head, "My pleasure."

The special that Zexion had requested was a dish that Roxas hadn't seen really anywhere but Destiny Island. It was a heated up chocolate cake muffing type thing, saturated with actual melted chocolate. There was a ball of vanilla ice cream that was covered in chocolate which was hardened. With it were two strawberries and caramel. He never finished one himself so he was glad to have other people to share it with.

"That looks good," Demyx said, his eyes already eating the thing.

"It is," Roxas said with a smile as he took the first bite, he visibly relaxed.

"That good?" Demyx wondered as he spooned himself a piece. His eyes shone as he put the sweet into his mouth, almost curling up on the chair and purring if he could've.

Demyx scooped up a bit for Zexion and blushed. The way he ate it was a bit too suggestive for him not to.

"Anything else you need?" Riku asked making Roxas jump a bit, he had moved close to Roxas not wanting to disturb what was going on between Demyx and Zexion.

Roxas shook his head with a s mile, "No. Thank you. Who, other than those two, can I thank fo this food?"

"Our cook, Cid. I'll let him know that you gave him your compliments. And just call me over if you need anything," Riku said with a smile after re-filling their water glasses for them.

He laughed as he watched Demyx, red face, go back to the food, eating it almost defensively. Roxas looked up at Zexion, they shared a look of shared knowledge and laughed, leaving Demyx confused and needing to take a cold shower.