Hee he, thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter guys! I really loved reading all your opinions and suggestions. Keep 'em coming and I'll respond to them, I promise!

I don't own Kingdom Hearts – but I do own the plot and Addeina thank you very much! Lol

In this chapter, you find out what's going on between Axel and his Father AND Mother (who wasn't mentioned in the last chapter because I felt like keeping her locked in a closet until this chapter because I'm just evil like that! Hee he, I love being evil!)

Oh yeah, one of the line's Axel's father says is from the movie Ever After. I kinda borrowed it… (nervous giggle, glances around)

This chapter starts off a week back in the story and explains where Axel was. (While Roxas and Sora are playing chess Roxas says he hasn't seen Axel in a week… now you'll know why)

So here's my update – a whole new lengthy chapter! Sorry it took so long to put up… but I was having some difficulties with my personal life that made writing a bit difficult for me (homework out the butt, friends who needed me to be there for them, family matters and such, ect.)

Chapter 6

In his car, Axel thought about what Roxas had just said to him the night before as he drove for home.

"I understand why you're worried Axel, I really do." Roxas said softly, taking my hand in his much smaller one. I looked down at his hand, at how pale my skin looked next to his as our finger laced together, how warm his skin felt next to mine. Bringing his hand to my lips I placed a light kiss on it, thinking about just how much I loved him, pondering how he could have so much confidence that I would do the right thing after all I'd ever been around at home was a lot of the wrong things… "But I'm not afraid of you losing control around me Axel. You won't snap and take advantage of me, no matter what you might think. You love me and I love you, and you don't just loose it on people you really love."

"You obviously don't know my Dad…" I murmured under my breath softly. If Roxas noticed he didn't day anything for which I was grateful. I didn't know how Roxas would react to the news of mow terrible my relationship with my Dad actually was.

Axel's situation was a highly complicated one, one that many people would have been keen to get out of and tried to escape from as soon as possible – but not Axel. He knew his position was a hopeless one but he never faltered in his resolve to go on living as he did problems and all. Axel harbored a secret hope that one day, someday in the distant future perhaps, that the problem would straighten itself out and then he could have the person he cared about back like they had been when he was younger…

"AXEL!" A hard, cruel voice called out through the silent house. Axel hadn't needed to hear his father's screaming voice to know that his father was home. As soon as Axel had opened the front door and stepped inside he knew his father was already home from work from the shattered glass shard from his father's beer bottles piled up near the refrigerator and the overpowering smell of whiskey that washed over him as soon as he had shut the door closed quietly behind him. "Axel, get your ass in here right now damn it!"

Axel walked hesitantly into the living room where his father sat in the armchair in front of the television, a beer bottle clutched in his father's hand. His father was a tall muscular man with long silver-grey hair falling in front of his bloodshot eyes as he took a long draft from the glass bottle half empty in his hand. Looking up as Axel entered the room and walked over to the left side of his chair he smirked, setting the now empty bottle aside.

"Axel my boy, lean down here a second would you?" He smiled nastily, beckoning Axel to come closer to him. Warily Axel did as he was told, crouching down so he was leaning slightly over the arm of his father's chair nervously looking into his father's face. "Mind if I ask you something?"

A sharp pain shot through Axel's body as he fell back sprawling onto the floor, his face held tightly in his hands. Axel shut his eyes against the pain he was feeling, hoping against hope that his father wouldn't strike him again. Hoping that for once one hit would be enough for his father to be satisfied.

"I came home to an empty house today, no lights on, the heat turned off, no dinner waiting on the table for me." His father said slowly, standing up. Pulling himself up off the ground swiftly, Axel stood and faced his father, the right side of his face slightly red from where his father had slapped him moments before. "Where the hell were you damn it!?!"

"I was working, at 'The Dark-Heart' and just got off." Axel lied quickly, averting his eyes.

Wrong move. As soon as he had looked away his father struck him again, his fist pummeling into Axel's stomach. Axel doubled over, his eyes tight shut as his father continued to hit him, Axel wishing he could be anywhere but here at this moment. His father didn't stop beating his son until Axel finally fell to his knees, clutching his stomach in pain and trying desperately to breath.

"You moron, you need a better excuse than that. When I came home and didn't find you here I went to 'The Dark-Heart' looking for you and they told me you'd left hours ago. Nice excuse though, can't blame you for trying really." The man smirked, grabbing Axel ruthlessly by the hair, forcing his head back roughly so that his son was looking up into his face. There was no pity in his gaze, only blind hatred. "I'm only going to ask you this one more time and I suggest you answer truthfully if you know what's best for you. Where were you all last night and today?"

"I was with a friend; he needed someone to be there for him! His brother's in the hospital. Please Dad, let me go!" Axel pleaded effortlessly, trying to pull away to no avail. His father growled savagely, his hand leaving Axel's hair and instead curling around his throat, gagging him with both hands.

Axel gasped, his own hands flying to the ones clasped around his neck, trying desperately to pry them off do he could breathe. His father laughed wickedly, his fingers tightening so that Axel gasped for air again, a pink tinge painting his normally pale face from lack of air.

"Dad… I can't…" Axel struggled fruitlessly, his lungs crumpling in his chest. Just as Axel's eyes began to roll back in his head, right when Axel felt as though he couldn't hold out another moment against the inevitable loss of consciousness, just as his face began to turn a light blue hue – his father finally let him go.

"You're just a weak little child aren't you?" He scoffed at his son, who was wheezing before him still on his knees. Axel felt the delightfully cool torrents of oxygen pouring into his lungs making him feel considerably lightheaded. "You're pathetic, you know that? I'm ashamed to call you my son sometimes."

"Dad…" Axel said softly, his eyes filling with harsh tears. "Why do you hate me so much? All I ever did I did to please you. Why can't you just love me as your son?"

"You want me to love you!?! How can anyone love a stone in their shoe?" His father asked him, kicking him in the small of the back, making his son go sprawling flat onto the floor in a heap.

"Why can't you love me?" Axel asked again, his tear falling down his long nose onto the carpet as he laid his head down gently on the floor so that he couldn't see the looming figure of his father. An image passed before his eyes in that instant of hopelessness, reminding him of someone he hadn't thought about in a long time, someone who had lived on only in his memory for years now...

I always loved her, and somehow I knew I always would. Even when I was young, I knew. She was always there for me whenever I needed her to help me; she was always there to remind me someone cared about me. She was the only people I ever really cared about before I met Roxas – I didn't meet my darling Roxas until after she was gone…

I looked down at the photo in the album before me. A tall, slender, red-haired woman stood in front of a much younger, happier version of my own father. Standing in from of her was a much shorter and younger me, obviously still in elementary school when the picture was taken. On the bottom of the picture were three signatures, my old childish one, my father's, and Addenia's…

"Why can't you just love me…" Axel said slowly, his voice wavering as he forced himself to stand up and look his father in the eyes. His father looked taken aback, his stern expression twitching slightly before returning to its usual stony expression. "Why can't you just love me like Mom did? Do I remind you of her, is that it?"

"Don't talk about Addeina in front of me!" He spat, smacking his son forcefully across the face. Tears sprung to Axel's eyes again, his face stinging smartly. But his eyes never faltered, never leaving his father's cold ones. Axel's face set in defiance, his eyes determined as he stared down his father. "What, are you going to cry like a little girl? Did I hurt you, do you have a boo-boo?"

"No, I'm just sad for you. I pity you Dad, I really do." Axel said softly, his face the picture of misery. "You had a beautiful wife who loved you so much and you never appreciated her enough, no matter how hard she tried you always pushed her away and went away on your business trips no matter how many times she begged you to stay home just one time and be with her. She just wanted you around, she loved you Dad! You didn't deserve her, just like you don't deserve having me here to take care of you and clean the house and cook dinner all the time. I try so hard Dad, but you just push me away just like you did with Mom. Maybe that's why Mom went out to the movies that night she was killed in that downtown shooting nearly ten years ago."

"Shut up! You don't know anything!" His father screamed the veins in his neck evident even from this distance. In a fury of fist he slammed Axel against the wall, pounding into him like a punching bag with one hand, holding him by the collar of his shirt off the ground with one hand. The whole time Axel's eyes never left his father's face, Axel wincing and biting his lip through the pain as his father continued to punch into him. Grabbing Axel by the shoulders, he pulled his son back and slammed him hard into the wall again – only this time it wasn't the wall that Axel's head collided with. The picture frame shattered, glass flying everywhere as Axel's head fell forward so that his chin rested on his chest, blood tricking down the side of his face from the place where the glass had struck him. Dragging the unconscious form of his son to the basement door, he threw his son's limp body from him down the small staircase, locking his son inside. He returned to the living room, kneeling down to gingerly reach through the glass and pick up the picture of himself and his wife at their wedding reception, the 'Congratulations Addeina and Sephiroth' banner behind their heads standing out sharply against the plain white church walls. "Addeina, why did you have to go that night? Maybe the kid's right, maybe I didn't treat you like you deserved. I died inside the night you did. Maybe I never realized how much you meant to me until it was too late. Maybe that's why I can't stand the boy. You'd love him so much; he's so much like you Addeina and in more than just looks. He's got your fiery spirit, your strength. He reminds me just how much I screw up with you everytime I look at him."

"How are you feeling today Sora, any better?" Yuna asked cheerily, checking Sora's blood pressure and making a few marks on her clipboard. When he didn't answer, Yuna looked cautiously into his face. "Sora dear, what's wrong?"

"Yuna, I don't really know if I want to talk about with you, no offense but I don't know you that well. It's just some stuff that I wanna get off my chest you know?" Sora said hardheartedly, his eyebrows pressed together in a scowl. Yuna could tell whatever it was it was paining him to keep it bottled up inside. "I want to talk with someone but…"

"Is there someone you'd feel more comfortable talking to Sora?" Yuna asked hopefully. "I could arrange for them to have time to visit you. Make a few calls and such. Anyone come to mind?"

"Well, I suppose I could just talk to Roxas the next time he visits." Sora said, speaking more to himself than to Yuna. "Oh! I just remembered him, how did I forget about him? Why didn't I think of him sooner?"

"Who is it Sora? Tell me and I'll go make that call." Yuna smiled heading for the door, clipboard at the ready to write down whatever name Sora gave to her. But it certainly wasn't what she expected.

"Riku, he's my best friend." Sora smiled to himself, his expression dreamily happy and contented in a way Yuna had never seen before on the boy in all the time he had stayed in the hospital under her care for the past week or so. "Here, I can give you his number. I know it by heart."

"Sora, I'm afraid it would be impossible for me to contact Riku for you. You see Sora, he's…" Yuna just barely managed to catch herself before she spilled the secret Doctor Ansem had warned her not to give away to Sora. Placing a hand over her mouth she let out a large fake cough and made to leave the room.

"Wait, Yuna why can't you call Riku for me?" Sora asked. He sounds extremely worried, his eyes filled with a strange light as though Sora loved Riku… but he'd had a girlfriend hadn't he? How could he be in love with Riku, Yuna asked herself sadly, trying to think up an excuse to give to Sora.

"Yuna, is everything alright in here?" Doctor Ansem asked, sticking his head around the doorframe. Yuna looked up at him nervously. "Sora, is something the matter?"

"Yeah I'd say so." Sora said testily, folding his arms across his chest grumpily. "Yuna asked if there was anyone she could contact for me and I asked her to call my best friend and now she says it's impossible."

"Well my boy, why don't you just tell me who it is you wish to speak to and I'll see what I can do for you." Ansem said kindly, flitting Yuna a curious glance before turning back to Sora. "Who is it you wish to come visit you Sora?"

"His name's Riku, he's by best friend in the whole world." Sora explained, twisting the corner of the bed sheet around his finger nervously. "I really want to see him."

"Oh, I see Sora." Ansem said his expression stony. He glanced back at Yuna who had tears in her eyes and was hastily trying to dab the away with the sleeve of her shirt before Sora could see them. "Sora, I have something to tell you about… about Riku."

"Doctor, wait a moment!" Yuna cried out, striding across the room to take hold of his sleeve imploringly. Whispering so that Sora couldn't hear she added: "Are you sure that's a good idea? I though we weren't supposed to tell him anything."

"He's an unusually strong willed and strong-minded person considering how weak he is physically. I'm positive he can handle the truth – in bits of course. Even the best of them couldn't handle all the information we've been holding back from Sora at once." Ansem muttered back before turning to Sora. "It's impossible to call Riku to come visit because he's already in the hospital Sora."

"Really, then why hasn't he come in the room to see me?" Sora said, grossly misunderstanding what Ansem meant by his comment.

"Sora, Riku can't come see you because… he's already in the hospital. Riku's comatose at the moment." Yuna explained sadly, her voice cracking slightly.

"What's that mean exactly, I don't understand." Sora said softly, his eyes flitting between the two adults who exchanged a nervous glance before Ansem continued to explain.

"Sora, Riku is in a coma."

"Watch out!" Sora screamed, pointing at the cars speeding right for them. In the heat of the fight, Kairi had knocked the steering wheel and pushed them over into the other line of traffic going the opposite way side of the road into the four lanes of traffic that the highway ha to offer. "That semi-truck doesn't look to friendly guys, get us out of here!"

"Oh my God, we've crossed onto the whole other side of the highway!" Kairi cried out, trying to push Riku off of her while steering the car out of danger, but she was having a difficult time. Riku refused to let go of her, a fist full of her hair in one hand and her wrist in the other. "Riku let go or we're gonna crash!"

"Riku please let her go!" Sora pleaded with his friend, placing a shaking hand on top of Riku's. Riku's grip loosened just enough under Sora's touch that Sora was able to pry Riku off her and drag him back into the back seat with him. "Kairi, do something!"

"I'm trying, but nothings working!" She shouted back sounded terrified. "It's completely out of my control, I don't know what happened!"

"We're gonna crash! Oh my God, Riku what do we do!" Frowning slightly through his tears as the car jerked and swerved, Sora let himself fall forward against Riku's shoulder sobbing bitterly as Riku circled his arms around Sora's waist comfortingly. "I'm so scared Riku, we're out of control! We're gonna crash, I just know it! I don't want to die yet!"

"It's gonna be okay Sora, don't cry." Riku said soothingly, struggling to calm Sora down as Kairi swerved in and out of the cars on either side trying to gain control of the car once more. Kairi screamed louder than ever making both boys look up. The car before them was just feet away – the collision was inevitable. Kairi made to scramble into the back seat to get farther away from the car that was about to smash headlong into the front of their car.

Suddenly Sora felt someone pushing him back into his previous seat, felt a hand reach across him and buckle his seatbelt tightly so that he was pressed back into the seat before the body pressed itself against him protectively covering his body completely, a pair of arms circling his waist tightly.

"What are you doing!?!" Sora asked shrilly, trying to push his friend off of him off him. "You'll be killed if you stay like that!"

"I know, but you'll live. Don't you get it Sora? You're everything to me! Don't worry Sora – I won't let anything happen to you."

"Hello Jeremy X, how are you feeling today?" Yuna asked kindly. She hated to admit it, but something about Jeremy X scared her. Not that she would ever tell anyone that of course, nurses weren't supposed to be scared of their patients. "Any change in you r young friend?"

"No, the freak's still passed out." X said lazily as Yuna took his blood for examination. "When am I gonna get an interesting roommate, you know. One that's awake to talk to me and all that? This one's boring."

"He'll wake up eventually, don't be so mean." Yuna said crossly, scowling at the teenage boy before her as she pulled the needle out of his arm. "Well, that's it for today. Call the nurse's station if you need anything okay?"

"Whatever you say." X said, flipping over so that he was facing the wall. Yuna frowned again, walking over to where her other patient lay still in his 'coma.'

"You wake up soon, you hear me? You have to wake up soon, for Sora's sake if for nothing else." Yuna said, brushing the hair off Riku's forehead. "Sora's going crazy now that he knows you're in the hospital. He won't stop asking to see you. He keeps demanding to see you; he even threw a tray at one of his nurses. The doctor's had to give him sleeping pills to calm him down. Wake up soon Riku, Sora needs you."

"He can't hear you, you know that?" X said, sounding amused. Yuna huffed and left the room, slamming the door shut behind her. Jeremy listened intently until the sounds of her footsteps could no longer he heard walking down the hallway. Only then did he sit upright and turn to talk to his roommate.

"Okay, the coast if clear. The nurse you left, you can get up now." X whispered to his roommate. Riku immediately sat bolt upright, his eyes bright and alert as he looked across the room to where X sat looking at him.

"Did she say Sora's here too?" Riku asked. He had just recently regained his normal speech patterns and returned to being able to speak in complete sentences.

"Yeah, she said something like that. Why?" X asked.

"X, Sora means the world to me. I have to see him, to make sure he's okay." Riku said, a plan formulating in his head as he spoke. "Hey X, wanna cause the nurses a little chaos?"

"You know it, chaos is my middle name! I like how you think Riku, these nurses could use a little chaos. You know, keep them alert and on their toes." X smiled wickedly, climbing out of his bed and dragging his IV across the room with him so that he could sit on the edge of Riku's bed. "What's your plan?"

Axel roused painfully, looking around the room that was now his prison. Sitting up he glanced around and realized he must be in the basement. Moving to the door he pulled on the handle – locked. Going back down the small staircase he sat back down on the floor feeling a little lightheaded.

"Damn it Sephiroth! Fuck you, asshole! Why'd you have to hit me so hard and lock me in the basement of all places?" Axel cursed quietly, gingerly touching the back of his head where he had been smashed into the picture frame. His hand tingled slightly, and pulling it back he stared at it. It was covered in blood. "Damn it, how hard did he hit me?"

Axel lay down on the floor, staring at the ceiling before falling into a deep sleep. This went on for nearly a week, Axel switching between sleeping and talking to the empty room without the hope of anyone answering him for obvious reasons. Talking helped keep Axel calm, especially once he ran out of cigarettes. Looking at the dead buds of his cigarettes around his feet Axel decided to examine his prison a little more thoroughly than he had. Maybe I'll find a better way to pass the time, Axel though grimly.

Standing up, Axel looked around his prison with little hope of escape. A small beam of light fell onto his face as he looked around. Walking over to the wall, he noticed a small window for the first time. A smiled broke out across his face as ran to push one of the heavy wooden boxes across the dirty floor to stand on it, peering out of the window.

"It'll be a tight fit, but this will do nicely." Axle smiled, trying to open the window but it wouldn't budge. Jumping of the box with a frown, Axel began looking for something to use to break the window. When he found nothing useful he sighed, pulling off his shirt. As he wrapped his shirt around his fist he noticed the bruised. Those bruises that were the only evidence of what his father had done to him, what his father might do to him again if he didn't escape. Axel sighed, remembering a conversation he had once had with Roxas at 'The Dark-Heart' when Roxas had invited him to go swimming at the ocean with him.

"Come on Axel, it'll be fun I promise!" Roxas begged, tugging on my sleeve. He wanted me to o swimming with him. Don't get me wrong, I would have loved to go… but swimming involved taking your shirt off. Not that I didn't want to see Roxas without his shirt on mind you, its just that if I took my shirt off Roxas would see my bruises which would lead to funny questions.

"I can't Roxas. I have to work this weekend." I said trying to sound disappointed so that he would let it drop. "I really would love to go but I just can't, sorry."

"Can't someone cover you're shift for you?" Roxas asked hopefully.

"Yeah, but who would sing lead for my band?" I sighed, acting as though the thought had just occurred to me. I had been thinking things up for this conversation ever since Roxas had said that he wanted to take me to the beach with him one weekend. I was well prepared for this conversation alright. "What would they do without me?"

"Can't they go without you for two days Axel?" Roxas pleaded, taking my hand imploringly. I pulled it away, running my hand through my hair. He was going to harder to get rid of than I had guessed.

"Roxas, to tell the truth I'm afraid of sharks." I said sheepishly. OF course I was lying, but he didn't know that.

"Oh come on Axel, there aren't that many sharks at the beach. And besides, everyone knows they only bother you if you bother them." Roxas explained, twirling the fake paper umbrella that had been in his drink between his fingers. "Axel, is there a reason you don't want to go with me? You're faking excuses, and don't lie again and say you aren't because I can tell when people are lying."

"Fine Roxas, the truth then." I gulped, thinking furiously. Then it hit me. "I can't swim."

"You can't swim?" Roxas asked sounding shocked. It was perfectly true, I couldn't swim. I'd never been to a pool or the beach in my life, and now Roxas knew it.

"Yeah, I'm afraid of swimming. I'm afraid I'll drown." I said sadly, looking down at the table top.

"I'm sorry Axel; I'll never bring it up again if it upsets you so much." Roxas said taking my hand. I sighed in my brain, happy that I had gotten him off that dangerous path to the horrors of my home life… for now at least. I knew it was too much to hope it wouldn't come out eventually, but for now I could relax.

Walking back over to the window to stand up on the box, Axel punched his fist straight through the glass so that it went flying everywhere.

"What was that?" He heard his father call from somewhere up stairs. Without even bothering to put his shirt back on, Axel started squeezing through the window, the sharp bits of glass at the edges cutting into his bare skin. He heard his father open the door and yell something at him and began to scramble out more hurriedly. Axel felt a hand close around his ankle just as his waist wiggled out of the hole. His father began pulling him back in by the ankle and Axel grasped onto the snarled root of a tree branch sticking out of the ground in front of him, feeling as though he was being ripped in half.

In his desperation to be free, Axel kicked out with his other foot. His foot connected with something soft and he felt his father jerk back, releasing his ankle. Fearing this might be his final chance for freedom, Axel moved quickly scrambling all the way out and into the side yard. Looking back through the window at his father, he saw with a surge of pride that his father was holding his nose with both hands, blood pouring down if face.

Pulling his shirt back on, Axel ran as fast as he could down the street. He knew his father would come after him. He also knew he had to get as far away from his home as possible.

"Where can I go though?" Axle thought hard, breathing heavily as he ran, his recent injuries making running quite difficult but still he kept up his grueling pace for the fear now clutching his chest. "Dad knows I work at 'The Dark-Heart', he knows where Zexion and Demyx live because he knows both of their parents. Where am I gonna go?"

Stopping in the middle of the street Axel snapped his fingers. Running off the road into the woods we walked the other way towards the home of the only other person that had ever loved him besides his mother – Roxas.

"I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do." Axel sighed as he looked out from the trees nearly an hour later at the home of his savoir. Walking up to the front door, Axel knocked tentatively.

X walked down the silent hallway toward the nurse's station to put Riku's plan into action. With Riku's help X had managed to unhook his IV and slip out of the room without being seen. Once they were both out of the room, X whispered to Riku how to get to the ward in which Sora would undoubtedly be and they went their separate ways. With X's knowledge of all the rooms and wards of the hospital as well as all the ways to get there, X was fairly certain he could keep the nurses occupied long enough for Riku to have some time with Sora.

"Alright, he we go." X smiled to himself as he turned the corner to the nurse's station. He held the light bulb he had unscrewed from his lamp before leaving the room in his hand for a moment before tossing it so that it shattered against the wall with a decent little bang. The nurses on night duty came rushing out looking for the disturbance and found X leaning against a wall. He waved jovially at them before turning on his heels and running down the hallway. X heard the nurses calling out as they rushed after him, making him smiled. "And so the chase begins."

While X was terrorizing the nurses, Riku strode soundlessly down the hall towards Sora's ward looking at the dark nameplates by the doors on the wall for his friend's name. Just when Riku was about to give up he saw it – SORA NUAGE.

Smiling, Riku quietly opened the door and peeked inside. There, the moonlight streaming onto his bed was a sleeping Sora. Forgetting that he had to be as quiet as possible, Riku rushed inside the room and shut the door a little too loudly behind him. Striding over to where Sora lay sleeping, Riku knelt down beside the bed, saying a silent prayer of thanks that Sora had been spared instead of dying like Kairi had. Pulling the chair over to beside Sora's bed Riku sat down, taking Sora's hand in his own while leaning forward to place a tender kiss on Sora's forehead gently as not to wake him. As much as Riku wanted to wake Sora, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Sora looked so peaceful, and God only knows how much he'd been through since the crash that ruined both of their lives, taking Kairi's live away from her.

"Sora, I love you so much." Riku whispered to his sleeping friend, half wishing Sora would wake up and speak to him, the other half happy that Sora was sleeping so that he could have this moment all to himself. Riku sat there for a few more moments that seemed to last hours in Riku's mind just holding Sora's hand in his own before standing up and placing the chair back against the wall where it had been before he moved it. "I better go before I get caught out of bed. I don't know how long X can keep the occupied. Goodbye Sora, I'll see you again soon, I promise."

Riku slipped back out of the room, the door shutting with a snap. Sora flipped over in his sleep, murmuring in his sleep.

"Goodnight… Riku."

Axel: Do you have something against me? You sure are putting me through a lot.

Me: No, I adore you! (glomps Axel) Seriously, you're one of my favorites.

Axel: Just checking. But still, I liked my part in your other story better.

Me: Yes, I know you liked 'On Moving, Friends, and Making-Out' better. How would you feel if I did another story like that next after this one's finished?

Axel: Heck yes! But can we not tell Riku and the others yet?

Me: Sure Axel, it can be our little secret.

Well there you have it, another chapter done. I hoped you liked it, I put a lot of effort into it just for you all – and because I really wanted this to be perfect. And it is in my opinion. Tell me what you think please, the review button is oh so close! Just look down!