LAST CHAPTER! Really effing long chapter. I have mixed feelings. I'm ready to move on but I really like this story. I changed information around because I realized that I messed up the age of Zexion! Zexion is 18 and Demyx is 24. Roxas is 16 and Axel is 26. K Sorry.

Once Axel and Roxas had been set up for sleep in the guest room and Demyx with Zexion in his old room some serious talking ensued.

Axel turned to Roxas in the darkness and poked him on the cheek. "Hey, Rox." He whispered.

Roxas opened his eyes and saw the outline of Axel's hair "What?" He growled, having been woken up.

"What do you think about moving out of Zex's house and finding a place of our own?" He proposed hurriedly.

He felt Roxas' eyes widen at the notion and a hand grab his softly. "I would love that." He whispered "But what about Zexion? Wouldn't you miss him?"

Axel snorted, covering his face to quiet his laughter. "Really? I wasn't joking when I said I hated that little shit. The only reason I'm living there is because Mama picked me off the street."

Roxas frowned and squeezed Axel's hand comfortingly. "The street?"

"Yea." Axel rolled over on his back, while Roxas sat up and clicked on the soft bedside light. "I didn't tell you because I didn't know how you'd react. . . My parents died a long time ago and when my uncle took me in I ran away. I don't know why, I guess I was just stupid and 12 years old."

He searched Roxas' face for a reaction but found nothing, all he could do was lay down on his back also and cuddle into Axel's side, "That's so sad. . ." He whispered, "How long were you away from home?"

"Eh, like two nights. Nearly starved though. I was just too angry to go back home, and then Mama found me and took me back to her house and I never saw my uncle again. I don't think he cared to file a police report."

Roxas didn't know what to say so he just turned the light back off and returned to cuddling Axel. "Let's talk to Zexion tomorrow." He whispered.

"K, love you Rox."

"Love you too." He let his eyes close.

~The following morning~

Zexion woke up finding himself alone in his blue bed. He figured Demyx was downstairs eating since he could smell sausage and eggs seeping under the crack of his door. He lay there inspecting his room; the empty bookshelves that had once contained all of his books, the only ones that remained were baby books with cute animals and bubble letters on the covers. His walls were white, and bare. The desk he remembered studying so furiously on sat in front of the small circular window he used to watch his peers playing basketball from. Next he noticed his ceiling, which still held the green glow in the dark stars and planets he remembered putting up with his only friend, who's name slipped his mind now. All he could remember were bright, ambitious green eyes, and the kiss that they shared after putting the stars up, and the moving van that took him away the next day. He scowled at the ceiling and stood up to brush his teeth.

When he journeyed down to the kitchen he did not like the scene that greeted him. Demyx was inhaling sausage and eggs like a vacuum, and his mother was obviously talking about him and enjoying Demyx's presence. His father noticed him in the doorway, but said nothing.

"Zexy never eats anything for breakfast, what a wonderful change!" Yuna cooed happily, setting another plate of sausage an eggs in front of Demyx.

"Oh. Ya I noticed that too!" Demyx agreed, stuffing a whole sausage in his mouth.

Zexion cleared his throat and sat down across from Demyx, eyeing him wearily. "Good morning." He said sternly. Yuna was oblivious to her son's sour mood and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and a tall glass of orange juice. "Good morning hunny~"

Fuu put sausage and eggs on a plate and slide it in front of him. "Eat."

"I'm not hungry though, I'll just have orange juice." He said, pushing the plate toward Demyx.

"Oh please eat! I know you love sausage!" Yuna said pushing the plate back in place.

"Ya Zex. I thought sausage was your favorite food?" Axel laughed, sitting down at the table with Roxas following suit, slapping him on the shoulder.

"Oh good morning you two~ Would you like breakfast?"

"Ya of course." Axel said grabbing the plates of sausage and eggs.

Roxas sighed, "Why do you always sit next to me? It's proper to sit across from your partner. . ." He grumbled as Axel put four sausage and two eggs on his plate.

With a mouthful of eggs he said "Because I like to touch you. It's not a crime."

"Except it's actually called pedophilia." Zexion muttered and Roxas covered his face in embarrassment.

Yuna inspected Roxas with a finger tapping on the table. "Hmm how old are you Roxas?"

". . . Sixteen." He mumbled, face turning red.

Yuna burst out laughing. "Oh my god! Axel's a pedo!"

Axel smiled, pulling Roxas' embarrassed form into him for a hug. "You may make fun but I do love him~ And he's good in bed."

Roxas elbowed him in the side and lowered him as low as possible. "Axel just up. . ."

Demyx looked from Roxas to Zexion and looked confused, but didn't say anything from the look that Zexion sent his way.

The group ate breakfast, talking about small things such as movies and books and Sora's band. Yuna cleaned up and Fuu went back into the kitchen, leaving the four boys alone. Roxas nudged Axel and cleared his throat. Zexion cocked and eyebrow, "What?"

"Well. . . Y' know I've been living with you for years now, and since I've saved up a lot of money I was thinking me an' Roxy could afford to live on our own."

". . . That's all?"

"Well. . . Yea. Just thought I'd ;et you know." Axel scratched the back of his head.

"Great. . . I'll help you move whenever you're ready." Zexion ate the last sausage on his plate and looked around to see if his mother had come back then sighed and put the plate in the sink with his hand on his stomach like a pregnant woman.

"K. . . Cool." Axel finished the conversation and began piling his plate with foot.

Zexion left the room and Demyx followed quickly after sensing the tense atmosphere and not wanting to be left alone with the other two. Once he was gone Roxas turned to face Axel, "What is wrong with you two? Cant you be friends? You've lived with him for years and you still hate each other? I don't get what's so bad about him that you don't like."

Axel sighed, taking time to chew and think.

"Well?" Roxas said, impatient, putting his fork down.

"Rox you wouldn't get it. . . Just drop it k?" Axel whispered "It's too long of a story and too complicated to try and explain. We never got along since I moved in with him as kids and we don't get along now. End of story."

"Well maybe you should rekindle your relationship. You are moving out and you wont be seeing him much anymore. It's better to leave as friends than remember each other as enemies."

"The house I'm looking at is only 20 minutes away. I'm sure we can visit once in a while."

"You wont be visiting him once in a while if you think you hate him. Think about Demyx too."

Axel just remained silent, continuing to eat. Roxas eventually started to eat again, realizing it was a closed matter.

Demyx lifted himself off of the doorframe and walked through the living room to join Zexion in the bathroom to get dressed and brush his teeth.

The boys stayed till lunch time and talked to Yuna and Fuu for a while, until Zexion demanded they leave, and began to pack.

Yuna gave each boy a huge and a kiss on the cheek, while Fuu shook their hands, stoic as always. They loaded into the car and Yuna blew kisses. "Bye Zexy we love you! Come back any time!" Zexion slammed the car door shutting off his mothers voice and sped away.

"That was torture." Zexion said, speeding towards home.

"I thought they were nice." Demyx said, smiling and rolling down the window to let the warm breeze into the stuffy and hot car.

"Yea, you just wait another year and you wont be saying that."

Even though it was only 1:30 PM the four boys were already tired from the hustle of the decision to move and Zexion's mother begging them to stay another hour. Axel and Roxas went to take a nap, and Demyx and Zexion sat in the living room.

"You know, I'm kind of happy Axel is moving out." Zexion said, opening a book and curling into his armchair. "More space for us."

Demyx smiled at the word 'us', then remembered Axel and Roxas' fight in Zexion's mother's kitchen and began to feel bad. "Wont you miss them at all?"

Zexion scoffed at that idea "That pig? No. He's done nothing but break things since he's moved in. I only let him stay because I know mother will kill me if Axel showed up at her house with his luggage."

"Oh. . . Well have you ever thought about trying to be friends?" Demyx said hopefully.

No Demyx. That wouldn't work out, we're too, dissimilar I guess that's the word."

"But we're dissimilar."

"But you're not an ass, sometimes."

"Why cant you just compliment me?"

"This isn't about you."

"Will you both just shut up?"

Roxas came out in the living room dragging a dazed Axel behind him.

"I want you two to apologize to eachother for whatever it is you did and move on! Cant you see all you hating eachother is doing is ruining a potentially amazing friendship between all of us?"

Axel and Zexion looked down at the rug while Demyx nodded in agreement. "Ya. . . Let's put the past behind us." He added.

"Easy for you to say." Zexion muttered, crossing his arms protectively.

"Really Zexion what did Axel do to you? Tell us!" Demyx pleaded, grabbing Zexion's hands desperately.

Axel turned away from the scene and faced the opposite way, looking into the kitchen for words. "I did a lot of things. We both did I guess."

Zexion pulled himself away from Demyx and pushed past Axel, looking quite funny with his short stature plowing past a mountain like Axel. "I'm not listening to this." Demyx went to get up but Roxas held him back shaking his head, "Let him be. Axel please tell us what's going on, why is it such a bad thing what you did to Zexion?"

Axel took a seat on the floor and the other two followed suit. Roxas grabbed a pillow to get comfortable and Demyx leaned against the couch, pulling his legs to his chest worryingly, staring at his dusty sitar.

"Ok. I'll start from the beginning. I was 12 and Zex was 4. My parents died and I was forced to live with my uncle who was a total sketch. . ."

FLASHBACK(WOOO)

Axel sat in a large court room in front of a largely built man in a robe, banging a hammer for silence. He sat in one box with a man who helped his parents and in another box sat a bearded blond older man who looked sad yet content at the same time. The judge put his fingers together staring down at a paper.

"Mr. Wise, in the last will and testament of Ariel and Ursula Lily, a man named Eric Prince is named godfather of this child, but since he is deceased you are left as the last living relative of Axel Lily. Because of the circumstances you now obtain full custody of the boy. Court adjourned." The gavel hit the podium it's last time and Axel was on his way home with a man who he had met twice, one occasion he did not remember.

Uncle Ansem had tried to make small talk on the ride home but Axel just stared out the window blankly, wondering how he had got to this stage in life and how Eric had died, since the last time he saw him (which was on month ago) he seemed perfectly fine, and why his parents didn't let him know. As they got out of the car, Axel removed his one bag from the car and his pillow, leaving the totes for the next day. Uncle Ansem put his arm around Axel's shoulders and led him inside. "C'mon boy cheer up! At least you're not an orphan. . ." Axel burst out crying and sniffling, starting to hit Ansem anywhere he could.

"Why! Why you? Why me? Why did any of this happen!" Axel yelled, hitting Ansem on the chest since he knelt down to his height.

"Axel, calm down. It's okay." Ansem said over Axel's sobs, grabbing his hands and holding them down at his sides in one swift movement.

Axel shook his head "No! I hate you! I hate Eric! I hate that judge and the court and the jury people and that fat police man who didn't do shi-" He was cut off by Ansem's mouth on his, and his hands grabbing him harshly.

As hard as he swung and kicked at the man he could not get away, and when Ansem pulled back Axel punched him in the face, and grabbed his bags, charging around him out the door and into the street. Ansem was quite old, in his 60s, and could not keep up with the man. Soon Axel was out of his sight and sat down on a curb, burying his head in his hands and crying once more. He sat there for an hour, before a hand was rested on his shoulder and he looked up frightened that it was Ansem, but instead saw one big blue eye and one green one and jumped back. The eyes closed and the woman who owned them grinned, holding out her hand. "Hi, there!" She said kindly, holding out her hand to help him stand up.

"Uh. . . H-hi." Axel said cautiously, wiping his eyes and his nose on his sleeve.

The woman continued to smile and kept some distance. "Are you hungry? My husband is making dinner right now if you'd like to join us."

"And that's how it started."

Roxas had covered his mouth and Demyx teared up at the similar story. "Honey I'm so sorry that happened! Why didn't you tell me?" Roxas crawled next to Axel and leaned against him comfortingly.

"I just wasn't ready I guess. But I'm not done! You wont be so sorry for me later. . ."

Axel went home with the strange woman even though he didn't know her name, but she seemed better than a creepy pedophile uncle. When he got into the car he noticed a booster seat in the back. "Do you. . . Have a kid?" He asked hopefully.

"Oh, Ya! I do. His name is Zexion. He's just 4 though. . . I dunno if that's too much of a time gap to play together. But he is quite mature for his age. . . Just skinny and really short." She giggled. "Don't tell him I said that he hates it!"

Axel smiled and nodded. "I wont. . . Um. What's your name?"

"I'm sorry we haven't introduced ourselves yet haha! Silly. I'm Yuna! What's your name?"

"Axel." He smiled a little at Yuna's goofy nature and looked out the window at the black street. "Thanks for doing this. I'd hate to be on the street."

"What were you doing out there anyway?"

"I ran away."

"Why?"

"My parents are dead and I got left with my sketchy Uncle Ansem. So I ran away." He explained wearily, hoping she didn't call the cops to have him escorted back home.

"Oh you poor thing! You can stay here tonight and we'll worry about the technical things tomorrow." She pulled into a driveway and a pretty blue house came into view.

"Thanks."

Axel was settled into a guest room and was washing up for dinner when he heard footsteps on the stairs and walked quickly out to see if it was Zexion, and a cute short and very young looking boy appeared on the bottom steps, peering into the entryway to the bathroom. He was supposed to be 4 but he looked like a little baby. Axel smiled and walked up to the boy holding out his hand. "Hi! I'm Axel. You're Zexion?"

The boy nodded and went back upstairs, his face a deep red. When he carefully climbed the stairs he ran down the hall and shut his door with a soft click.

"Sheesh. . ." Axel shrugged and went back to wash his hands.

At the dinner table Axel sat across from Zexion, who needed a booster seat to see, and he got to meet Fuu; the silent beast, and learned that his parents weren't the only same-sex pregnancy couples out there. Fuu said nothing to him, she just nodded and handed him his plate of chicken nuggets and macaroni salad. He ate in silence while Yuna whispered his story to Fuu, who nodded and stared at him with piercing red eyes the entire time. Zexion ate in silence also, as if listening to his mother and glancing at Axel, who was staring at Zexion. Axel had never seen any kid so cute before. The boy made his heart beat faster and he felt his skin flush every time they made eye contact. His eyes were an icy blue color, and wide with curiosity Axel noticed.

After dinner Axel was immediately sent up to bed along with Zexion who followed him at a distance up the stairs. Their rooms were next to each other and as Axel went into his he glanced at Zexion who was already watching him, giving a tired smile which wasn't returned and went into the room.

The next days were terrible. Uncle Ansem took Yuna and Fuu to court. Yuna's case was that Ansem is a child molester and needed to be put under surveillance, not given a 12 year old boy. Axel attested to this, giving the story of when he went to his uncles house. Yuna and Fuu won, and had to go through the process of adopting Axel and for a month Axel had to stay at an orphanage. While he was there he missed Yuna, Fuu, the blue house, and Zexion. Mostly Zexion, he realized.

Returning to the house he tried to get closer to Zexion, trying to talk to him more and sitting near him when they weren't in school. Axel had developed a major crush on him and whenever he had the appropriate chance, asked Yuna anything he wanted to know about the boy.

Axel saw in school that he really had no friends and didn't talk to anybody. He started to sit with him at lunch, causing a lot of stares since he was a 7th grader and Zexion was only 4, but in 3rd grade since he was technically a "genius" as Yuna said. Axel was amazed at the conversations Zexion could hold up, he was actually way smarter than he was and corrected him a lot. The two became close, and Axel's crush turned into love, but he couldn't do anything about it since Zexion was so young and hadn't even had a chance to live yet. But soon Axel was 18 and he was only 10, and things got complicated.

One day after school:

Axel stopped by Zexion's middle school since he was now in grade 7 (even though he was only 10) and picked him up. Zexion got in the front seat and set his bag neatly in his lap. "How was school?" Axel asked tenderly, knowing he would probably say fine or boring.

"Fine. . . How was detention?" Zexion said looking sideways at him from the corner of his eye.

"Ahh hah. Boring. Thanks for asking." Axel laughed, wanting to look at the boy but keeping his eyes on the road.

"Hm." Was all he said, and the ride was silent.

There was something eerie about Zexion that day and Axel had no idea what it was, but it made his heart beat quicker than normal. It was the day that their parents weren't home till later that Axel slipped.

They were sitting on the floor of the living room doing homework together and helping each other out that Axel happened to look over and was so entranced by the beauty of the kid that he reached out and touched his blue hair, making Zexion jump and jerk his head away. "What are you doing?" He demanded, but to no avail. Axel leaned forward and pressed his lips against the others.

He immediately regretted it and pulled away. Zexion leaped up and shoved him over, leaving the room, unusually calm and leaving his homework on the floor.

Axel stopped there and shook his head. "I felt so fucking bad. After that we avoided each other as much as possible. Zex became obsessed with school, and got pushed to 11th grade when he hit 8th, and I of course graduated and got my job at the studio. . ." He trailed off looking around at Demyx and Roxas, who looked upset and confused.

"It all makes sense in a minute I promise." Axel started, shifting uncomfortably.

"One day I decided we'd have to talk about it anyhow so after he got out of school I tried to talk to him.

Axel entered the living room to find it empty, void of the boy who usually sat and did his homework on the floor. He climbed the stairs and stood outside his door, giving a few soft raps and opening the door. Zexion was sitting at his desk staring at Axel with a look of detest and a slight blush on his face. "What do you want?"

"Look. Zex, I'm sorry okay? You haven't talk to me in like a year and we live together, Something's wrong with that don't you think? So just stop being a douche about this and let me talk." Axel sat down on the chair sitting beside the desk and crossed a leg over his knee.

Zexion watched Axel's every move with a weary expression and set down his pen. "Whatever. Go ahead." He muttered, crossing his arms and leaning back.

"Okay. What I did that day was stupid and I didn't think about what would happen, which was wrong and also stupid. I regret doing it and if I could I would go back and redo everything. I'm not gonna like, rape you ya know? Or do anything weird. . .I used to have this huge crush on you but I'm over it. And I'm sorry."He finished, watching Zexion's face for emotion, but it was blank.

Zexion returned to his home work and nodded. "That's good to know. And I want you to know that I detest you. And I want you to go away and I don't accept your apology."

"What? Zex stop being a little shit! You cant hold a grudge forever!"

Zexion leaned over and captured Axel's mouth with his, and when Axel started to pull him in he pulled away. "Exactly. Get the hell out." Zexion said harshly and turned back to his homework, picking up his pen with a shaky hand.

"Whatever Zexion. Forget I said anything."

And he left.

"And we've been that way ever since. I grew to hate him and he already hated me so we fit. We spent all the years fighting, and ignoring each other. Yuna and Fuu knew nothing of this and were confused beyond reason since we wouldn't tell them what happened. And snap to present day and it's the same." Axel finished, leaning back against the couch with Roxas sitting beside him squeezing his hand tightly.

". . . Wow." Roxas commented, glancing at Demyx who looked a little more than upset, and was staring fiercely at the black TV.

"Why didn't he just forgive you and pretend nothing ever happened I wonder. . ." Demyx finally said, looking over to Axel with sharp eyes.

"I dunno, cause he's a little shit. . . And I may have done some things that I feel really bad about now that we're kind of adults, so don't kill me." He covered his face shamefully as Demyx narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "What kinds of things?" Roxas folded his arms, and stared at Axel too, wanting to hear the answer.

"Bad things that I'm not going to say. Maybe he'll tell you but I doubt it. . . Anyway I told you the story, you happy?"

"I. . . Really don't know. . . I guess so. . . You don't still like him do you?" Roxas asked.

"NO! Ew. That bastard? Sorry Demyx." Axel smiled apologetically at Demyx who rolled his eyes and stood up, flicking Axel on the forehead. "Go to bed already you bug, I needa talk to Zexy."

"Ehhh that kinda hurt." Axel rubbed his forehead and stood up following Roxas down the hallway.

Seconds later Zexion emerged, not wanting to be in the same room as Axel yet. Demyx looked disturbed, sitting on Zexion's armchair's rest, staring at him in a new light. "Let's just not talk about it. . ." Zexion pleaded, sitting down on the couch and inviting Demyx for once to sit next to him.

"Do you still like him?"

"Fuck no."

"Good." Demyx smiled and kissed him weakly. "Because you're mine."

"I don't want to sleep in the same room as them tonight let's sleep out here." Zexion said, standing up and releasing Demyx's hand to get a blanket and pillows from the linen closet.

"Hmm okay."

And the two laid down to sleep.

Demyx felt really awkward around Axel. He avoided him all day until Axel got annoyed and stomped out of the house and speed walked down the street toward his studio. "I think it'd be best if you talked to him when he returns." Zexion said, rolling his eyes.

"Ya. . . I guess. I just don't know if I can forgive him."

"Demyx, I did worse things to him than he did to me. . . What did he tell you anyway?"

"That he was obsessed with you as a kid and you liked him too and you both messed up each others lives."

"Ya. . . We both felt terrible in the end but we were too proud to be the first to speak. I think that's how we managed to live here for so long without murdering each other. It was just honor keeping us from making up." He smiled, sitting down at the island where Roxas was reading the newspaper and ignoring the two (or trying to).

"But life moves on and I've learned that you have to make the best of it or you'll miss out."He trailed off peaking at the headlines over Roxas' shoulder.

Demyx sat down on the floor and grabbed his dusty sitar and began to tune it. Zexion and Roxas listened to him play for a long time then began to prepare dinner, waiting for Axel to come back and when he finally did he had a triumphant look on his face.

"I bought the house." He announced, "And we're moving in tomorrow."

"That's awesome!" Demyx said, dumping too much pepper into the meal that Zexion was stirring.

Axel scratched his head, smiling faintly. "Thanks. . . Hey man, I'm sorry about what I did to Zex. . . No hard feelings?" He said, holding out his hand. "It's ok. . . Aww Axel I'm gonna miss you!" Demyx said, shaking Axel's hand and giving him a huge bro-hug.

"That's good. . . I'm gonna miss you too. . . You can let go now."

MOVING DAY AGAIN

"That's the last box." Roxas yelled into the house, giving a huge stretch.

The house was a big three-story house, with a garden and furniture already in it. The outside was yellow with a white door. Demyx bought them a pair of blue and green dove ornaments to hang on the white door, and Zexion bought them red and blond haired lawn gnomes, which Axel thought was creepy as fuck, but Roxas loved and set them beside the stone bench in the garden.

Once they could handle the rest Demyx and Zexion said goodbye, giving hugs (Zexion was forced, as was Axel) and they left.

The weather said overcast, and as usual they were wrong, because it started to pour, and Zexion sped home having left the laundry out.

"Aw dammit!" Zexion yelled when he came home to see the soaked laundry on the line.

He and Demyx scrambled to the deck and pulled the laundry off the line, trying to ring it out before they soaked he basket and the floor inside the house, but it really didn't help at all.

They sat in the entryway, ringing the laundry out piece by piece and laughing at the situation. Demyx grabbed Zexion's things and set them on the floor then stood up and grabbed his hands to pull him off the floor, and the two went back outside, sharing a short kiss.

Demyx slid through the grass on his stomach pulling Zexion down with him.

"You want to know why I like the rain?" He yelled over the pounding of the water on the grass and the thunder.

"Why?"

"Because it's really the only thing we have in common!"

Zexion laughed, splashing a wet grass puddle at him, thoroughly covered in dirt and soaked to the bone. "Me too."

OH MY GOD

FIN.

That was really long haha.

Anyway, thanks for everybody who stayed with me through this fic and I hope you're satisfied. :)

I'll be laying off the fics for a while and moving on to start a comic (hopefully) I'll be finishing my other fic Unexpected Friend and then working on original stories and such. More updates to come even though this is complete. I'll spread the word!

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