A/N: Any of you guys ever listened to the chicken dance, the techno version? It makes me happy. I like playing Mario while listening to it. Totally random, I know. But what do you expect from the person who wrote this? Anyway, tis chapter is going to be amazingly short compared to my others. It's about half the size I usually try and get my chapters too. But I have an idea! And I wanted to make this chapter 'cause it showed development between the two! ;O; Okay, now please read. You've waited long enough.

P.S. No more silly review thing. ;; I don't want to promise you guys things and then something like this happens. Bah! I love you guys too much to do that to you again! And now I say sorry for my writer's block! But hopefully it be gone now! Thanks to everyone who cheered me on! Mucho love!

It had been a peaceful night for Roxas. So far. He had fallen asleep on the couch not long after Jay Leno would have gone off the television after making his not-too-funny jokes. Roxas had to hand it to the guy though, he could make up pretty good jokes in a day. If Roxas were to write comedy it would probably go something like this:

Roxas: Hideeho everybody.

Everbody: ...

Roxas: What about those illegal immigrants? They sure have an easy time crossing that Canadian border. Eh?!

Everybody: BOOO

Roxas was a horrible comic.

But he wasn't dreaming about being a comic. He was dreaming about Candy Mountain and some pink and blue unicorns kept calling him Charlie. His name was not Charlie, dammit! He was about to use some lame, teen computer talk to get them to shut up, but he didn't have to. His dream was interrupted by a very loud, familiar, singing.

"Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana Phone!"

A song later Roxas was sitting up on the couch, Gizmo clutched to his ear, and gritting his teeth to whoever was on the other end of the line. "Hello?!" He tried not to sound irritated. He really did. But it was hard not to when your friend's phone decided to come to you with a call, not him, at three in the morning.

"Is this Roxas?" The voice over the phone asked. It was vaguely familiar.

"Yeah. Who are you?" He asked in return.

"It's the man the banana phone called earlier. Xemnas."

"Oh. Why are you calling this late?"

"I wanted to see how it went with you and Axel."

"How did you know-"

"I'm God. Don't ask me questions."

"You're not God."

"Touche."

"..."

"So, how did it go with you and Axel?"

"Nothing happened. I don't see why it would."

"You haven't noticed yet then?"

"Noticed what?"

"Nothing."

"It's got to be something if you're calling me this late."

"I told you it is nothing, therefore it is nothing. I'm God, remember."

"You're not God."

"Touche."

"What am I supposed to notice?"

"Nothing."

"What the hell?! Stop saying nothing! It's something!"

"If I say it's nothing, it's nothing. I'm G-"

"Fuck you!" Roxas slammed the banana phone down. Except, there wasn't really any reason to slam it down because that wasn't a way to hang it up.

Gizmo stood shakily on the couch where he had been thrown, looking at Roxas. Or at least, looking at him the best he could with eyes that were drawn on. "You...You hurt me!" He whined.

"Yeah? You brought me an old pervert who thinks he's God!" Roxas fumed.

Gizmo teared up, or at least he seemed to since he let out a small sob. "I'm telling Axel!" He yelled, jumping from the couch and running towards the only bedroom in the whole apartment. Roxas got up and ran after, yelling threats at him the whole way. Well, of course by the time they reached the young man's room he was already awake. And very pissed off.

"What the fuck is the matter with you two?!" Axel yelled, walking out of his bedroom in boxers, and Roxas tried not to stare. It wasn't hard not to, seeing as how he was fighting a machine.

"Roxas threw me down-" Gizmo started.

"That only because you make me angry-" Roxas fought back.

"But the phone call was for you and-"

"You don't give people phone calls like that!"

"That's still no reason to throw me down!"

"Uh-huh."

"Nu-uh"

"Uh-huh."

"Nu-uh."

"Uh-huh."

"Nu-uh."

"Uh-huh!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Shut up! Both of you!" Axel roared, his face screwed up in anger and he began advancing on them, causing them to back up back into the living room area. When they got there Gizmo and Roxas were back up against the wall, and Axel scooped a lighter from the coffee table. He flicked it on and glared at them in the glow of the flame. "Which one of you started it?" He asked.

Roxas pointed at Gizmo.

Gizmo pointed at Roxas.

Axel glared. Then he yelped. He tossed the lighter over his shoulder, and onto the couch. It was an old thing and the button thing on it stuck a lot. Which was an explanation why a small fire started on the couch.

Several yells, splashes of water, and a fire extinguisher later the couch, which had been an off white color, was no charred black. It was amazing that the neighbors hadn't woken up; they had been very loud about it all. The trio stared at it for a while, just amazed. Then Gizmo and Roxas looked up at Axel, wondering what to do next.

"Um..." Axel scratched the back of his neck. His eyes shifted from Gizmo and Roxas. Were they expecting him to magically make this couch better or something? As much as Axel wanted he surely wasn't able to perform magic. That he knew of. "Well..." He looked back at the couch. "I guess you can't sleep here tonight, Roxas."

"Yay! I don't have to sleep in the closet!" Gizmo shouted.

"No way, you're sleeping in the closet!" Axel practically yelled at him. Gizmo looked like he was about to protest but Axel beat him to it. "Now!" Sulkily, Gizmo dragged himself to the closet.

They heard the door close behind him.

"So, Roxas, shall we go to my bed?" Axel grinned like a wolf eyeing down a sheep.

Roxas, who was oblivious to this nodded and gave Axel a small smile.

After they had tucked themselves into the bed, Axel still only wearing his boxers, and Roxas wearing his clothes from school, they lay on the pillow, looking at each other. It was a tight fit, being a twin sized bed and all. Their limbs were tangled within each other's, and Roxas frowned lightly with discomfort.

"Something wrong, Roxy?" Axel asked, trying not to smirk. This was perfect for him to get himself between Roxas' legs. No pun intended.

"Wouldn't I be better sleeping on the floor?" Roxas asked back.

"No! Those were the only extra blanket and pillow I had! They burned, remember?" Axel was now wearing a nervous grin. He'd never buy another blanket and pillow if he knew Roxas would be staying over again.

"Oh." Was all Roxas said in reply.

They sat in silence for what seemed like several minutes before Axel spoke up again. "Do you have a girlfriend?" He asked.

"No..." Roxas trailed off.

"Why not?"

"...I guess girls just aren't interested in me. I'm not good at flirting, either." Roxas let out a sigh. He was pretty good at this lying thing! "Maybe I don't look that good either."

Axel had to stop from letting out a gagging sound. Roxas? Not look good? He was ready to jump the kid anytime he saw him! Even if Roxas was covered in garbage Axel would still tap that. But he couldn't think about that now unless he wanted to poke Roxas. And not with a finger. "You don't look bad. The girls should be all over you."

"You really think so?" Roxas asked, tilting his head on the small pillow they shared.

"I don't think so, I know so." Axel puffed out his chest the best he could, trying to get the image of a person in authority. The blonde boy laughed at him and pushed Axel's chest in with a finger. The chest deflated like a beach ball would if it had a small hole in it. They both laughed at it.

"So do you have any girlfriends, Axel?" Roxas asked, still grinning.

"Nope! Never have, never will!" Axel smirked. Ah! The moment Roxas found out he was gay! Whoopie!

"So you're gay?" What a blunt question.

"What if I am?"

"I don't care."

And with that simple statement Axel's heart swelled. He wasn't sure why, his heart just felt too many sizes big for his chest, and it was thumping quite rapidly. He was glad that it was dark in the room. He didn't want Roxas to see him blushing, if he was blushing. "That's good then." The elder let out a small laugh.

There was silence for awhile, neither knowing what to say. Then Roxas spoke out, "Goodnight, Axel." Axel murmured a goodnight in response, shifting on the bed to get more comfortable. Oh God, was that Roxas' knee between his legs?!

After thirty minutes or so of it being deathly silent Axel could hear Roxas' heavy breathing, indicating that the boy was asleep. He leaned his head forward, bringing their faces only centimeters apart from one another's. "Goodnight, blondie." He whispered, giving Roxas a soft kiss on the forehead. He could feel his heart beating at the abnormal rate once more.

A/N: There. Be happy! I'm now off for vacation to Seaworld! Yay! Immagonnafeeddolphins!! D And see Shamu! 3