I wonder how far I can pull the rated T before it goes up? Hehehe... Marluxia and Axel, uh a little more than hinted but doesn't last long. I promise.

Fatefully yours

Chapter 6

Friends with benefits

Axel hated his job. He despised people and loathed each coming morning. Having to smile as he served food to people was not exactly what he wanted to do. He would pretend to be having a great day and secretly curse others behind their back.

Needless to say, he was going to kill Marluxia. No ands, ifs, or buts about it. Marly's death was the only thing he could think of as he clocked out. But there were things that Axel was grateful for. Marluxia had been a server that day, not on-the-line. Then again, their boss knew better than to put the redhead to close to fire.

A little before noon Axel texted his blonde roommate a short message. He thought that he might as well warn Luxord, even though he was most likely asleep. 'Going to Marly's. Be back when he's dead.' He knew the blonde would chuckle at it.

Axel quickly exited the establishment through the back doors, making his was to his lovely, black, Suzuki B.O.S.S cruiser motorcycle. This was his one true love. Demyx use to make snide comments about Axel's love for his bike. That stopped shortly after Demyx said "I bet you'd rather have bikes more than friends."

Axel, who was helping Dem wash his car, shrugged. "I can't help that my cycle could take the place of my beat friend in a heart beat. I mean my baby is so much more practical to have than a whinny friend."

Demyx stopped making comments after that. And for a while he had a distraught look on his face whenever he saw the black Suzuki. Eventually Axel patted him on the back, claiming it was a joke. Although in the back of his mind, it really wasn't.

The redhead sighed happily, throwing one leg over the black leather seat. His phone binged, startling him as he grabbed for his whipped it out of the pocket of his leather jacket.

'Axel-love, Luxie told me you were coming to make a personal visit to see me~. The doors unlocked just come on in.'

Axel felt a shiver go down his spine, as he looked at his hone with great distaste. He knew Marluxia was planning something. When wasn't that freaky, pink haired, sadist thinking of some evil plot? Axel, with an minor grip on his cycle, thought, was it really worth going over there...

Marluxia woke up that morning feeling great. He feigned being sick to get out of work. And in all honesty, until he and Luxord went drinking the night before, didn't know Axel had gotten stuck with his shift. At least he was a server. Marly smiled, he and the redhead went around in circles so much, he could already tell how this day was going to go.

About an hour after he rolled out of bed, Marly stood I front of his closet trying to decide what to wear. His pink hair curling at the ends as it air-dried from his shower. He tapped his chin thoughtfully, Axel's shift would be ending soon. His phone, on the nightstand behind him, let out a horrendous shrill as if some young girl was being brutally murdered. Ah, Marluxia loves that ringtone, although it seemed to creep others around him out.

"Axel's gunna kill you." Luxord warned when Marluxia picked up his phone.

"And why would he kill me, his best friend?" Marly twirled a strand of pink hair around his index finger, as he went back to his closet phone resting on his shoulder.

"Love, and I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your far from being his best friend."

"Oh right, we've elevated passed that. What was that called again?"

"That's called very grotty. Please refrain from talking about my roommate like that, you prat." Luxord held back a gag. There were a few things he didn't like to hear about, this was one of them. What about your girlfriend? Isn't Larxene home?"

Marluxia sighed, pulling out a dark shirt. "We have a very open relationship. She's out with her pretty little fuck... Xion, I believe that's her name?"

"Your sick, still my friend, but sick." With that the Brit hung up.

Marluxia smiled, he needed to find Larxene's good wine. So he texted Axel, got dressed, and went off to his girlfriend's room.

Axel contemplated the pros and cons of entering the white wood door in front of him. Pro, he would yell at Marly making him feel better. Con, he would end up staying forever. Pro, Marluxia would gibe him a great dinner, he was after all a cook. Con, he would be taken into the older ones bedroom, probably after the said dinner, but Marly could be unpredictable at times. Con, he knew he wouldn't end up yelling at the older male. Still his gutt told him to stay, after all, he had already wasted the gas to come over.

"Marly?" The redhead stepped into the kitchen, closing the front door behind him. From where he stood, just in side the door, he could see the lean white living room. Larxene had a fascination with being surrounded by whiteness. It was sometimes creepy.

"Over here, love." The pink haired man waved from the hallway that was attached to the left side of the living room. "Sit down, I have wine."

"No thanks," Axel crossed his arms over his leather covered chest. "I came here to yell at you."

"Oh, come on, we both bow you came here for some fun. It's been a few weeks since I've had to do this to get your attention." Marluxia purred walking up, weaving his was around the small island counter.

"Not this time."

"Then yell, get angry. I love when you get mad."

He knew how Marluxia was taking this. He always took his visits that way. It was one reason Axel stopped coming over and going to parties with him.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He looked at it with a sigh and no words to the other, as his arm was taken into thin, pale, hands.

'What's it like to have friends?'

Sometimes I wonder. Axel thought, not answering as he let Marluxia pull him further into the house. Making a mental note, he would answer Roxas later.

I'm sorry it took so long to get out such a short chapter. I have no intentions of making this story's rating go up. Further more I don't plan to have anymore Marluxia Axel pairingness.

So thanks to my three awesome followers. Also I'd like to thank Axure Bee and RoseBlossum who reviewed. I won't be giving up on this story, I just have a lot of other stories I want to write.

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