Axel opened the door of a large, cozy looking house. It had a couch and TV along with a bookcase, a door leading to the kitchen on the far side and the stairs straight ahead of the two boys standing at the door. The color theme for this room was pretty much normal, it looked like any ordinary house.

Axel threw his bag so it landed at the bottom of the stairs and wrapped his arms around Roxas who was stood in front of him.

"This is your home? Aren't your parents home?" Roxas looked around the room. Axel just sighed and strolled over not the couch.

"I live alone. I moved a few months ago. Like it?"

"You moved out already?"

"Uh huh. Parents just keep ya shut up in your room as soon as you do something wrong. I was sneaking out every night and so I came here. This is my home now."

"That's so cool, Axel." Roxas sat down on the couch and put his bag by his feet. "So you're alone most of the time huh?"Axel disappeared into the kitchen and cam out a few seconds later with a drink in his hand.

"You seem to have perked up a bit." He handed the drink to the blond and sat down besides him.

"Mhm, I guess." Roxas took a slight sip of the drink and held it close to his chest.

"Wanna talk about it? You can tell me anything, Roxy." He chuckled and put his arm around the now frowning Roxas.

"Don't call me that, it sounds like a girl's name. And no I don't want to talk about it. It was just a stupid thing."

"Okay. I want you to trust me." Axel said while putting his hand on Roxas' leg.

"I do. I just feel…-" Axel leaned in closer while staring at Roxas' soft lips. As they touched, Roxas closed his eyes, expecting this. Axel placed one hand on the back of Roxas' head and the other around his waist. Roxas found himself wrapping his arms around Axel's neck as they fell backwards so they were led on the couch, Axel on top of Roxas. Roxas seemed to forget the incident in school. As if all his troubles were taken away by this tall redhead I the year above him. Axel started to move his big hands up Roxas' sides, making the boy shiver and raise his head so Axel could gently kiss his neck and cheek.

"Axel…I've never done this with a-" He broke off, to kiss Axel on the forehead. Axel moved back up to Roxas' lips where he placed his own and opened his mouth where his wet tongue slid through to Roxas' bottom lip. Roxas gingerly opened his mouth and let the wet muscle through. The blond teen blushed as the redhead caressed his tongue with his own. When they broke for air, Axel moved his head down.

The boy with tattoos under his eyes moved his hands up to Roxas' chest, leaving his stomach bare. He paused and looked at the red mark across Roxas' chest and neck.

"What the..?" He frowned and glided his fingers over it gently.

"It hurts, please don't touch it." Wincing.

"Roxas…is someone giving you a hard time?"

"No." Roxas exclaimed, frowning and looking away from Axel's staring emerald eyes.

"Roxas."

"Can we just…carry on?" Roxas turned back and kissed Axel on the lips with his eyes closed.

"You're a good boy, Roxas, but you need to open up." Axel grinned as he pushed Roxas' top up more and pushed his tongue into Roxas' mouth one more time.

You need to open up…Why did that sound so weird coming from Axel?

The redhead slid his hand down the boys chest, to his stomach. Roxas closed his eyes and undid Axel's tie. Slowly, Axel moved his hand further down until it reached Roxas' pants zip. As soon as Axel put his fingers over the zip, Roxas' eye widened and he sat up with his head bowed, grabbing Axel's hand.

"Axel." Tears filled the blue eyes of the young boy as he stood up and faced Axel who was left on the couch.

"You're not ready are you?"

"It's not that…I would do it if…I hadn't already…" Roxas rubbed his arm in a nervous way as he took a step back and picked his bag up. Axel grabbed his wrist and pulled him back on top of him. As if Roxas was sat on Axel.

"Well Roxas, you never told me you were into those sorts of thing, I might be able to help you then." He said this with a chuckle however Roxas not smiling…he was crying. Axel stopped and looked at his little Roxas.

"I'm not joking, I don't mean like that. I mean my…d-" He stopped and frowned, stood up and walked not the door. "It's probably time for me to leave. Thanks for having me." Roxas opened the door and turned around to look at Axel again. He wasn't there. Roxas frowned again and looked behind him, where two big, long arms wrapped around him. Shocked, Roxas blushed and his eyes widened.

"If your Dad does that stuff to you…" Axel lets go and frowns while staring directly into Roxas' eyes. "I'll kill him." His voice so angry it made Roxas shudder.

"Don't get worked up about it. Forget I said anything." Roxas smiles sweetly and opened the door.

"Hey." Axel called from his door as Roxas walked out, stopping him.

"Yeah?" The blond turned around and wiped his eyes.

"If he touches you again…I want you to come here. Don't forget, I'm here for you. I want to look after you." Axel smiles warmly and waves as Roxas seems to ignore him, not even smiling. Just walked away. Axel shut the door and then sat on the couch again, alone.

"I had on idea…how could that boy cope with that crap from his dad and still smile as sweetly as he does? Having his innocence taken away from him. No wonder he doesn't want me to…-" Axel breaks off and puts his head in his hands.

That bastard

Roxas opened the door to his own house and walked in. Where his father was waiting. Stood there, with nothing on his bottom half, just a long, baggy top covering his member and the top of his legs. An evil gin on his face. Roxas stood paralyzed, terrified of the half naked man in front of him. The dad took three steps forward and put his huge, slightly wet hands on his son's neck and moved it across so he pulled off his tie. Roxas stood with tears swelling up in his sapphire eyes.

"Do you expect me to do everything? Take off your clothes!"

"Dad…please-" Roxas was interrupted and thrown back the force from his father's punch to the stomach had knocked the air out of him. Roxas feel to his knees and rested an arm on his stomach, staring at the floor with tears in his eyes.

This again…why does this happen to me? Why did I leave Axel's house?

"Or we could do it that way if you prefer." At that second Roxas' eyes widened and the back of his head was gripped, lifted up and pushed into his dad's groin. The member, forced into his mouth. Roxas put his hands on his father's legs in an attempt to get free or at least get some air…but only to get hit again across the back.