A/N: Hiya!! Okay so i was planning on taking maybe a week or two off but...i'm just a little bit obsessed with this story...since its mine is that wierd? I wouldn't care if it was. Anway thankies for all the lovely reviews!! They brightened up my day...and got me back in the black chair. This chaps a bit longer than the last ones...by like 100 words...so not much but still, i'm getting there. Here ya go!

Normal POV

The boy was five. Tears were streaming down his face. Why did Daddy lock him up this time? What had he done to make Daddy mad?

The boy didn't know. He just knew he was cold. Hungry. And Daddy wasn't going to let him out for at least another day. He had done something bad. This was how daddy punished bad kids…

Eight years later. Thirteen now. The punishment had changed. His fear hadn't.

He wasn't in that dark room anymore. He was in one with a window this time. Tied to the bed in the center of it. Daddy had never done more than touch, or have him touch. Nothing more than that.

The boy had been bad. He was being punished. He was always being punished. But Daddy was acting different tonight. Just sitting there across the room, staring at him.

"Daddy?" Daddy came to the bed, slapped him and then went back to his chair. The boy was scared now. Daddy had just slapped him. Hadn't punched him. Hadn't kicked him. He just…just slapped him.

That's when the men came in. Five in all. All in suits. All dark. The foremost one gave him a smile…one that looked…looked like Daddy's smile.

"Such a pretty boy."

The boy was eighteen. Things had changed. It wasn't Daddy anymore. It was Sir. He only called him Daddy on…certain nights. Sir liked it that way.

The boy wasn't worried about that now though. He was on his way to meet another boy. One whom he could relax…or at least pretend to. After all, this boy loved him right?

Had the door not been open, things might have been different.

"Who the little whore? I'm supposed to meet him in a few minutes…what? Oh right. I could get him to give us the money we need. Don't worry, I'll get it. That bitch will do anything for me. Like a well trained dog."

The boy…broke. He thought the man had loved him. He thought he had loved the man.

He was out of the city by the next morning.

Roxas' POV

I wasn't really sleeping so much as dozing and dreaming. Memory dreams. Random events from my childhood I guess. I used to hate it when these happened. I wouldn't just dream them. I would relive them. Every moment of fear. Of sadness…pain…

But now…they seemed distant. Faded. They hurt to remember but they didn't hurt. If that makes any sense whatsoever. I'm not even sure I understood it…

But what I did understand was…the redhead at my back just might have something to do with it.

He told me he loved me.

My heart beat just a little bit faster. I think I just might…

Axel's POV

Roxas had fallen asleep in my lap a few hours ago. He twitched every once in a while, and I think I saw a silent scream. I held him closer when that one happened.

The pictures around the room…they all seemed so empty now that I could recognize the look in Roxas' eyes…at least the ones where he didn't have sunglasses.

I could also tell…here and there…where Seifer's (may his soul roast in hell) hands were clenching just a little to tight, or the way he was looking at Roxas was a little too hungry or cocky.

I hadn't expected Roxas to open up to me. Not so soon if ever. The most I had been hoping for…I don't really know actually. I guess…I just wanted him not to look like he was going to die in the next minute and keep living…with no change whatsoever.

I remember when he cringed when I touched him earlier. I had expected that. I'm just surprised he hadn't…curled into himself. I would have gone to the living room if that had happened.

"Axel?" He coughed. I looked down. Oh. Oops. I released my death grip on his chest with a sheepish smile that he returned.

"Do you mind if I ask you something?" I nodded. He looked uncomfortable again. Well…at least he was trying.

"Never mind…it's not my place to…" I put a finger over his mouth (he had turned sideways to face me)

"Roxas. This is me remember? You can talk freely. You're not trapped." He nodded slowly, but his eyes stayed down.

"This is going to sound weird but…why do you have so much cover up?" His voice had dropped. I froze before forcing myself to relax. He felt the change anyway.

"I'm sorry, just ignore meIshouldn'thavesaidanything…" I stopped him again.

"I told you I would never be angry at you for asking questions. And I…guess I should tell someone. Eventually." He stared at me wide eyed. See Roxy? Not everyone is an asshole.

"It's not that big. But…not even Demyx knows about it. Haven't really used the stuff for a long time…I think the last time was three months ago." I felt really stupid about this too so don't anyone dare laugh…

"I take it Demy told you about my temper?" He nodded. "Heh. He doesn't know the half of it. Before…I would always take my anger out on anything as soon as I was alone. And I do mean anything. Once I took on the side of a semi that was parked in a back alley. The cover up I used to cover any damage I did to myself. Which…was quite a lot. So yeah, just so you know I'm partly insane."

I hadn't told anyone about my "fights." I mean come on. Would you tell someone about fighting…with a tree? Or a brick wall?

Roxas looked at me then. Those blue eyes…they weren't dead anymore. They weren't cold. Sad. Depressed. Empty. They were radiant. Shining. And because of them…I didn't notice the smile until after I had regained my sight.

I knew I had found an angel.

We were watching a movie about an hour later. I don't remember what it was called…yes I was too busy watching him to really pay attention, but apparently it was good enough to get Roxas to show emotion.

Couldn't be all bad for a chick flick…

That's when my phone went off. I had taken off the previous ringtone days ago (guess when) and replaced it with…Nickleback? I don't really remember…

Oh well. Sounded cool.

"Yo?" I pulled the thing away from my ear a second later.

"AXEL!! Where the fuck are you?!" I smirked. Either my friends had ditched or just refused to tell him anything…I heard him through the wall and through the phone.

"Uh…is that any business of yours? I'm alive. I'm well. Goodbye." I hung up. That would earn me a smack later but you know what? It was too much fun to mess with him to give it up. Something about turn about is fair play.

I heard something crash and smirked. It was probably a plate. I looked back over at Roxas.

"Don't worry Rox. Reno's just being the overbearing big brother. And I'm just being the pest of a little brother." He nodded slowly.

That's when another blonde popped in my head (how many blondes are there?!)

"Rox? Do you think…do you think you should call Cloud?" Well…at least he didn't freeze. He was just wildly shaking his head.

"I couldn't…couldn't expect him to…understand…I…" I sighed. Not again.

"Roxas? Cloud is the one who came all this way to help you. That's all he was trying to do. I think. I think he knows more than you think he does. Please just tell him Seifer's gone? I won't make you, you know I won't, but it would be a…" I saw him in my face before I felt his lips on mine.

It was gone just like that but the tingling was still there. He smiled.

"I know you won't. I'll call him alright? Tonight. I promise." He leaned back against my chest and turned his attention back to the movie.

Me? Yeah…my brain was in lala land…not that I minded. Not one bit.

Disclaimer: Yet agian, i own nothing but my dark and weird personality...but hey me no care, i get to make the characters do what i want Bwahahahaha!!

A/N: ahem...anyways...I just realized how much i;m dragging this along, i hate to say it but this story may be close to done. Really close. -sobs- why?! why must it end?! -cough- sorry bout that. But the fact that i might actually finish a story for once is still numbing my brain so i;m acting a little bit crazier than usual. So thanx for the reviews!! And please review some more!! If you do i will...hm...i will...give you any AkuRoku item of your choice? We'll go with that