(A/N) Sorry this is so late! Managing two stories and betaing about four is not an easy task!

AXEL

I loved being outside, but I couldn't help but worry about the little blonde boy in the guest wing. I didn't understand why I had dreamed about him last night, or why I had wanted to preen and jump him at the same time, and I still couldn't explain why I was attracted to him so quickly… Why I wanted to rush to the room he was staying in, why even when I was supposed to be playing tennis with Xigbar, Vexen, and Zexion, I couldn't focus. I couldn't explain why I wanted to protect the little blonde from the gang when we weren't even that harmful… if you don't count murder, underground drug dealing, and sabotage as dangerous.

Demyx and his newly acquired 'best friend,' Sora, were sitting by the pool playing Go Fish. Though they had had quite the make-out session last night; inherently drunk on Sora's part, horny on Demyx's part, the two seemed to have hit it off very well.

Riku had also joined us in the 7 ½ acres we call our back yard, practicing kondo with our very own 'Silent Hero' Lexaeus. For some reason Riku had no qualms as to why we had readily available weapons stored in an arsenal in our backyard. He also didn't question why in our backyard alone we had multiple buildings. I'm sure he couldn't have even thought about it though, with the way Lexaeus kept attacking him.

You see, as we entered the group we eached suggested an addition to the house or property. Xemnas never truly added a building seeing as the mansion itself was his own 'add-on'. Although he did make sure the residential, ballroom, atruim, and offices were built. The arsenal inside (home to swords and knives and such) and outside (home to bombs and specialties)-Xigbar. The tennis court, the kondo ring, the ice-hockey rink indoors, and track that runs around everything grouped together in the backyard- Xaldin. The laboratory in the basement- Vexen. The gym which took up an entire section of the second floor west wing- Lexaeus. The gigantic library that paralleled the huge kitchen and parlor on the first floor. Saix recommended an astronomy room and a solairium . I, myself recommended training rooms on every floor. Demyx- the pool and a recording studio. Marluxia wanted a greenhouse for himself out on the borders of our property, and Larxene decided on a museum of sorts, so that we could keep track of any excursions. I'm sure there were a few more random buildings around too. A few months ago we had all decided to put in a home theatre too.

I'm sure we had a gym, a billiard's room (who used those anymore?) and even a lake somewhere.

The only one left of our 'fuck recruits' was Roxas. Where was the perfect little blonde boy? I became submerged in my thoughts about him, completely ignoring the lime tennis ball that bounced far too much out of Zexion's reach.

"Where is he now? What's he doing? Is he ok? Is he hungry? Is he awake? What's his favourite coulor? Why does he smell so nice? Does he tell funny stories?" My mind was unstoppable.

If I would have been paying attention I would've seen a light green and olive colored racquet whizzing through the air. If I would've been paying attention I could've stopped that flying racquet from colliding with my head. Unfortunately, I didn't notice the racquet surpassing the wind and attacking my right shoulder.

"Ow! Goddamn!" I yelled.

"Sorry…" Xigbar added, though he didn't seem so.

Zexion instead came to my side leading me back to the mansion. "I'm making sure you're going to see Aerith." He answered my unspoken question.

Aerith was our Nurse. I lied when I said Larxene was the only woman who lived here. The other women are just works' people. Penelo , Cissnei, and Elena also work within the building. A Librarian, a maid, and a guard respectively. All the other people in the building are men.

In a way, I don't truly feel like Penelo, Aerith, or Cissnei are truly part of the gang. Neither is Elena really, they just do the tasks we need them to. Larxene is the only woman who actually does anything remotely illegal. The others are too innocent and haven't had the need to deal with the oddities Larxene has. Plus I'm sure that normal hospitals may find it odd that someone had a bullet loged into their shoulder...(Great!)

Zexion and I flitted through expanses of white walls until I passed the slightest view of feathery blonde hair, and there was just a waft of a woodsy smell and clean linen. I knew I had to follow that scent.

Barely pushing away from Zexion- as he wasn't paying attention to me anymore, I scuffled up a barely used and extremely steep, rickety flight of stairs. When I neared the top I saw my favorite new obsession standing in the hallway being harassed by another blonde with a British accent.

Immediately my mind was shadowed with pictures of Luxord's hand pressed to Roxas's crotch, and pinning the sweet blonde to a wall. The frightened look on Roxas's face didn't help matters either.

Without thinking I started to charge. Luxord would be going down. A few steps later and I had pushed Luxord off of Roxas, succeeding in tumbling him to the floor

I then proceeded to beat the living shit out of him.

Fist connected to jaw, as I straddled Luxord's waist, efficiently keeping the man on the floor. Luxord may be a better gambler, and a better hand to hand combatant, but I was thoroughly pissed.

"HOW DARE HE LAY A HAND ON MY PROPERTY?"

Even Luxord knew that when you brought home the claim, you couldn't touch the toy until the owner gave permission.

I had NOT given permission.

A knee collided into my stomach. Sharp rings jutted into Luxord's chest. Teeth bit my arm forcibly. Luxord was rolled into the wall. Hair was being tugged in every which way. Rings, fingernails, teeth, fists, elbows, knees. Anything available to attack with was used.

"What the hell Axel?" Luxord spit out, talking around his blood filled mouth.

I simply ignored the bastard and threw another bruising punch towards the general direction of his face. I couldn't even see straight through the haze and anger I was spewing. The only reason we stopped was because a clear and concise voice interrupted us.

"Imbeciles. Up, now. Luxord I want to speak to you now. Axel, after lunch I expect you to come."

"Oh shit."

I promptly pushed Luxord away from me and awkwardly hopped to my feet to turn to Xemnas. "Yes Sir."

As Luxord walked away I paused before I turned to the blonde angel who had stayed in the exact same position. Not moving. Was he breathing?

I reached a hand out to Roxas in a comforting gesture, but he flinched away from the touch-seemingly broken out of the trance he had been stuck in. Roxas was still in the clothes we had left him in last night meaning he must not have changed.

"You have some questions to answer." His face marred with a furious look.

"Ok."

I motioned for him to follow me, for I assumed he didn't want to have the conversation in a completely vulnerable and susceptible corridor. I smirked when I heard the tiny 'pitter-patter' of feet following me. I led the boy down the decrepit stairs. Making a few turns I finally landed where I wanted to. I threw open the intricately carved double doors to the library. I didn't even throw a glance back to Roxas as I wound my way through the maze of bookcases that Zexion had. Making my way to the most remote corner of the room (and building) I finally looked over my shoulder to see that the blondie was coming up right behind me.

I suppose he didn't realize that the ceiling was lower here, because when I pointed to a ladder signaling him to climb up- he looked at me as if I were crazy.

"It's a loft. Zexion had it put in for Demyx and I, after we moved into the house."

To show him that it was safe I went up first on the ladder. I could tell he was still hesitant around me and anything curious in the building.

Smart Kid.

We settled in and I could see his eyes widen as he leaned back on a pile of randomly strewn pillows. Apart from the warm earth tones decor, there was a coffee table with books placed on it. A sitar in the corner, my chakrams hanging on the wall, plasma screen T.V., and a giant stereo hooked up to the right of the plasma. There was also a mini bar, next to a mini-fridge next to a regular sizes coffee machine. All around we comfy couches or beanbag chairs or pillows. All in all- a cool place to be.

"So," I bring up, "what are your questions?"

ROXAS

Who the hell was this guy anyway? He brings me here in the middle of the night, tries to kiss me, and then treats me like I'm from a glass menagerie. He must be clinically insane.

Now I'm sitting in a, I'll admit to a cool, lofty like area. He's sitting right in front of me; this big grin on his face, and these bright eyes peering into my soul. The song 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' played in my head.

Every now and then I get a
little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart.

To shake away the feelings those eyes gave me I turned on my evilest glare. I even added a scowl and shake of my head to rear the jitters.

"Why am I here?"

"The truth or the TMZ version?"

I didn't lighten my intense glower.

"Okay! Okay! The truth version… A few of our members picked you and the others up last night. You and that brunette were sloshing drunk, and apparently that silvette guy couldn't persuade you to go home. In our group- we… we hire prostitutes or pick men up off the street to sleep with and be our 'toys.' Since I picked you up specifically Roxas, you are classified as mine. One of the reasons I picked a fight with Luxord. We'll let you go in a few days, unless you truly strike our fancy or just desperately want to stay. That's how Larxene and Dem joined. I suppose you could too. Wait, you do know who we are, correct?"

There was a pregnant pause before I replied, "You are part of the infamous group of 'Nobodies.'" Then another pause. "Why didn't you sleep with me last night? You had all access, and I know by my means it wouldn't have been the first time…" I trailed off as I realized I had actually said what I was thinking. I could tell since his jade eyes only seemed to widen more and more with each thing I revealed.

"I didn't sleep with you because I didn't want to be an asshole. You seemed so innocent; I wanted to protect you from the gang's clutches. They're usually more rough with our toys then I am. Plus- I won't get you addicted to anything and I don't have any STD's. You're lucky it was me who snatched you and not one of the other asshole…" I waited for him to continue as he processed the latter part of my monologue, "What do you mean… have you been through this sort of thing before?"

I don't know why, but I let him dig up my demons as I continued, "I'm a casual prostitute. Rent has to be paid."

That's when all hell broke loose.