Axel was sat on the window of his bedroom, alone. There was a calm mist in the air and the sun wasn't even up yet. Today is a special day…He sighed and took a look at his sleeping blond in the bed to his left. The boy hadn't moved an inch in all the time he had been awake, he was always a deep sleeper. The steady rise and fall of his young chest made Axel want to get in the bed with him again. But he refused and stood up, stretching. Last night was great… smiled to himself as he walked out of the room, wearing nothing but a simple robe…which was untied anyway. ((YES Axel likes to show what he's got))As he reached downstairs, he turned to the kitchen and to his best friend…the woke up to the sound of rustling and something falling over, followed by Axel swearing at it. The blond had shifted onto his stomach in his sleep to was obvious to what was going on in the room. His eyes were still blurry and so he rubbed them with both hands while sitting up. As soon as his vision had returned to normal, he jumped and gasped in shock. Axel in all his red-headed glory was stood stark naked, at the bottom of the bed, a tray in his hand and his robe slung over one arm. the look on his face made him look like he THOUGHT he was wearing clothes. Roxas blushed and pulled the covers over his eyes. "Dammit Axel, put some clothes on!" Muffled from underneath the blankets. Axel's mouth fell open and he grin."Nwah! I worked all week on this! Come on take a look!" Roxas sighed then pull the blankets down to see what Axel had on the tray. In all his ((Ahem)) kindness, Axel had attempted to make a breakfast. Complete with burnt eggs ((Yes, burnt eggs. Roxas is as baffled as you are)) burnt toast, a glass of orange juice which looked like the only not-burnt thing on the plate, and various other random pieces of food. The whole mess looked like it had already been eaten and thrown up again but Roxas smiled anyway."Hehe…um…Thanks, Axel, but I'm not real-""Happy Birthday! Now eat it or I'm gonna have to break into song!" Roxas blinked and looked down at the food. It was awkward enough with the disgusting black food…but now Axel was basically on his lap, watching his every move. Roxas had been excited about his birthday for a while, but no as much as any other kid. Roxas hadn't had a proper birthday since he was six. He couldn't remember any of the cake or food, only that mum was there, coughing and looking sick. Dad was there too, not as drunk as he normally would be, which was an improvement. But Roxas had gotten a present every year from Sora. Roxas would always turn up empty handed when Sora turned a year older but promised that when h got a job he would give Sora a present for every year Roxas had missed. Now he had that chance. "Thank you so much Axel, I kinda forgot myself…" A desperate attempt to change the subject and not be subjected to this torture? I guess it isn't his fault that Axel is obsessed with burning everything that doesn't move…and some things that do…Roxas took a sip of the orange juice and wiped his mouth. Axel sat back and watched as the blond struggled to swallow a piece of toast and the yolk of an egg. The he had to surrender."Um…this is great and all but I-"He was interrupted by a knock at the door. "I GOT IT!" Roxas rushed out of the bed, nearly spilling the orange juice everywhere. He dashed down the stairs, tripping on some shoes on the last one and falling face first into the door. The blond stood up with his hand over his nose and his eyes squinted."A-ah…" He sighed angrily and opened the door, not removing his hand. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" A familiar brunette's screech. Roxas flew backwards and hit his head on the bottom stair. Sora landed on top of him with two big shopping bags spilling their contents everywhere. Sora had glomped Roxas and now was wrapping his arms around his best friend tightly, preventing the other to breath. Axel came down the stairs at an alarming speed, his robe on, this time. ((Fan-girls D:)) When he saw that Roxas had been tackle glomped and nearly killed by the brunette, he chuckled and stopping rushing. He walked straight passed the two on the floor and walked into the living room. "I see Sora remembered too. Do ya mind not killing him, please?" Axel perched himself on the edge of the arm of the couch, the grin still on his face. Roxas tried to speak but his voice was muffled by the other's spikes. He was also in pain from falling back and hitting his head and his nose still hurt. Sora squeezed tighter, then sat up and looked around at the contents all over the floor. His head moved so quickly he looked like a Meer cat, Sora sat up more so he was straddling Roxas underneath him, Roxas held his hand over his nose again and grunted."A-ah…Sora…""You can't see this!" Sora almost yelled this and forced his hands over Roxas' eyes, preventing him from seeing any of the stuff that had fallen out of the bags. "What the…- Sora get-""Nwah! Ya can't see! Axel can you take him somewhere else while I clean up these bags?" Axel nodded and happily ran over to the struggling blond while Sora got off of him. "It'll be worth it, Roxas! Just you wait!" Sora squealed ((Very Un-Sora like I know but…shut up)) and ran over to his bags to get the contents back in. What the hell is this all about…?"Axel get off!" Roxas had one hand over his eyes and the other across his chest, they belonged to the redhead stood behind him. "Nuh uh…Sora's gotta get your Pres- Ooops…" Axel gasped and bit his lip, smiling nervously. Roxas raised an …?