Back, sorry its been so long. This is short, but thats kind of okay with me. Its also written differently but the relationship portrayed in this is different so thats okay with me too. R&R


Roxas watched as Silver and Cinnamon sat on the floor. He watched as Silver helped Cinnamon up off the floor. He watched as Cinnamon's face fell as Silver's looked completely cool. He wondered what had just happened. A fight between friends? A fight between boyfriends? Was it the remark in the fight that always caused someone to regret it? If Silver regretted whatever he said he certainly wasn't showing it. He watched as Silver walked out of the house, weaving skillfully between dancing teenagers. "Watcha looking at sweet cheeks?"

Roxas rolled his eyes as he felt two arms wrap around his waist from behind him. "Don't call me sweet cheeks Axel."

"But you have such sweet cheeks." He felt Axel draw him closer. "They are so nice. If I didn't have my arms wrapped around you I would be feeling the fuck out of them."

"I feel like a piece of meat." Roxas replied jokingly. He continued to watch as Cinnamon started searching through his pockets frantically. When he finally found what he had been looking for his face showed obvious relief. Then Cinnamon walked off down a hallway. He barely listened as Axel said something to him, more engaged in watching Cinnamon's retreating form mesh in with everyone else. "What was that?"

Axel sighed leaning down so he was by Roxas' ear. "I said I like your meat. You were too busy checking out little bitty Sora to notice."

"Does he go to our school?" Roxas asked, watching the spot where he had seen Cinnamon, Sora merge with the rest of the crowd.

"Yeah, but I know him cause he buys coke from Dem." Axel replied. "I'm surprised you don't know him. Even then lamest of lametards knows about Sora and Riku."

"Whose Riku?" Roxas asked, ignoring the put down.

"His pretty boy friend. They've been together since the dawn of time." Axel started rubbing Roxas' stomach. "But enough about them, lets hit up one of those bedrooms."

"Is sex all you have on your mind?"

"Yes."

"Do things that have to do with sex count as sex?"

"Do I even want to know what you thinking?"

"I have always felt that you were a visual learner, maybe I should just show you."

Roxas quirked an eyebrow and sighed. "Axel not that sex isn't great, but don't you ever want more?"

Axel spun him around so that they were looking each other in the eye. "Is that a serious question?"

"Well, yeah."

"Of course I always want more sex!" Axel laughed, throwing his head back. "What a silly question."

Roxas sighed and shoved Axel's hands off of him. "Axel this isn't working."

"You are so right, we should be in one of those bed rooms by now." Axel grabbed Roxas' hand and started to drag him towards the hall but Roxas pulled his hand away. "Oh, you're talking about a different type of not working aren't you."

Roxas looked down at his shoes, feeling his heart squeeze. "I'm sorry."

"Nah, its cool." Axel said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'll just go get some from Demy-kins." Axel took a step towards him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Seriously Roxas. No worries. Like you said we want different things."

"How come I feel like you're the one breaking up with me?" Roxas said jokingly.

"Cause I'm handling it a lot better." Axel leaned down and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll see you around."

Roxas watched him walk off and murmured, "Yeah, see you."