HAPPY THANKSGIVING! The TWO CHAPTER FEAST continues!

This chapter. OOOOOOOOOH! THIS CHAPTER! Hands down, my favorite that I've written so far. It's so super wonderful and awesome! Roxas is totally kick ass in this chapter. I love, love, love him in this! I wish he was my boyfriend after this chapter. Ha ha ha!

I won't talk much about this chapter, except to say that the title is very appropriate. You'll see what I mean. Now I must go help with the feast of food in the kitchen. Enjoy part two of your literary feast!

Oh, and remember! A stream of exclamations points in a conversation mean they're shouting over the music. Not exclaiming anything. ;)

"So, how are we gonna do this?" Marluxia said staring at the group before him. "Who's getting sandwiched between me and Lar in the front?"

"I call my seat." Zexion said quickly. "Just cause I'm the smallest doesn't mean I'm going to get stuck up front with you two."

Lexaeus sighed. "I'd offer, but I don't even know that I could fit up front."

"No way I'm gonna sit cramped!" Demyx looked between Roxas and Saïx. "It'll have to be one of you two."

Saïx scowled and crossed his arms. "It won't be me. I'm not the newest addition to our little group anymore." He smirked and turned his eyes to Roxas. "Looks like its going to be you."

Roxas huffed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. I just wanna get going." He motioned to the door and let Marluxia and the others lead the way. He began to follow but stopped as he felt Axel grab his hand and pull him back.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Next time we do this you can ride with me." Axel smiled and kissed Roxas' forehead. "We're gonna have fun though. This is the first show we've been to in a while and you're gonna love the Circle Jerks."

"Yeah, I know." Roxas returned Axel's kiss with one to his cheek and glared at Saïx who was across the room fetching his jacket. "That guy is just such a jerk though."

"Yeah." Axel chuckled. "But remember, next month! Just you and me in New York for the Misfits annual Halloween show. Its gonna be bitchin' baby. And it'll be just the two of us! Just think about that."

"I know." Roxas smiled excitedly as he started out the door. "My first Misfits show. And New York City! You're right, just think about that. Nothing else matters."

"That's the spirit." Axel grinned and scooped his keys up off the table by the door. He followed Roxas out with Saïx trailing shortly after them.

Roxas sighed and climbed into the front seat of Marluxia's car. Up until recently he had been banned from so much as even looking at the vehicle thanks to his little escapade with Axel in the back seat. But Marluxia knew that if the situation arose where he would have to transport an extra person, it would either be Saïx or Roxas so he quickly lifted the ban in favor of Roxas over the blue haired brat and for this, Roxas was grateful. It meant that at least his friends liked him over Saïx. He sat uncomfortably between Marluxia and Larxene taking great care not to touch either of them for the short duration of the ride. He breathed a sigh of relief as they finally piled out of the car and made their way to pay for entry. Once inside the smoke filled building Roxas inhaled deeply and smiled.

"Glad to be back on the scene!?" Demyx asked with a smirk. "It feels good after not coming for a while, huh!?"

Roxas nodded. This club was no different than the one he'd first been to. Different place, same wonderfully gritty atmosphere, same loud abrasive music filling the room to the brim. He motioned to the swarm of people around the stage and started that way. In this place, he and Axel couldn't act as lovers so they tried to act independent. Roxas wouldn't wait for the redhead to join him and he expected the same of his lover. He made a mad dash for the pit where Larxene and Zexion were already thrashing violently against others. Roxas jumped in without hesitation an joined in the chaos. He'd longed for this feeling since Saïx had made himself a permanent residence in the apartment. Roxas had never wanted hit someone so bad but now he could lash out and release those frustrations.

Axel chuckled as he stepped up beside Lexaeus who stood in his normal spot just outside the pit. "Rox looks like he's got some demons he needs to get out tonight!"

Lexaeus nodded slowly. "He looks pretty wound up!" The massive man watched the pit. He usually took it upon himself to make sure his friends didn't get hurt or too out of control. But as his eyes scanned the circle he saw something potentially more harmful to his friends than any physical danger. His gaze flew to Axel who still stood watching Roxas. "Axel, will you go get me a beer!?"

"Me!?" Axel looked up at Lexaeus in confusion. "Ah come on! They wouldn't even card you! You look older than I do! Besides, I thought you made it a point not to drink at shows!"

"Yeah, well I need a beer right now!" Lexaeus put a hand to his head. "I've got a headache! I didn't sleep too well last night! Besides, they might card me! I think they card everyone here!"

"Whatever! You're just getting lazy!" Axel chuckled and shrugged. "Alright, I'll get you a beer! Just keep an eye on Rox and Saïx!"

"Sure thing!" Lexaeus sighed with relief as Axel started toward the bar. He returned his eyes to the pit as Saïx brushed past him and into the barrage of faces. He watched as the boy went straight for Roxas but he had bigger concerns he needed to deal with than whatever quarrel those two might have. Besides, Roxas was so full of energy that he might just be able to teach Saïx a well deserved lesson. Just then Marluxia appeared at his side so he grabbed his friend by the shoulder. "Marluxia, do you see what I see!?"

Marluxia squinted to see where Lexaeus was looking. "Isn't that…" He squinted harder but something else caught his eye. "Oh shit! Roxas and Saïx are fighting! Dude! Go Roxas! Whip his ass!"

Roxas faintly heard someone in the distance encouraging him but at the moment he was too determined to try and figure out who it was. Saïx had rushed him in the pit and knocked him to the ground. He wasn't going to just take it so he stood and pushed the boy back. The next thing he knew they were throwing fists at each other and not stopping. Currently he had his lover's brother pinned to the ground while he wailed on him relentlessly but they were evenly matched and Saïx soon gained the upper hand. He found himself suddenly on the floor with white knuckles flying into his face. He tasted blood and instantly knew his lip was busted yet again but he wouldn't give up. He forced Saïx off of him and grabbed a fistful of the blue hair furiously. "Listen, fucker! I've had enough of you and I'm gonna…" But before he could land another punch he felt himself being grabbed from behind and dragged away. He assumed it was one of his friends judging by the delicate grasp but he couldn't think of one of them that would want to stop him from pummeling Saïx. The fear that it might be Axel suddenly filled him but as he was sat down on the far side of the room he looked up to this person and saw with relief it was an unfamiliar face.

"Oi! I don't know who you thought you were messin' with, but that kid will fuck you up! And if he doesn't his brother sure will!" Luxord said as he put a hand on the shoulder of the blond boy before him.

Roxas huffed and wiped his bloody lip on the back of his arm. "Yeah, well he had it coming!" Roxas looked from the blond man standing over him to his approaching cousin and back. "Who are you and how the hell do you know that son of a bitch!?"

Luxord smiled and stuck out his hand to shake the boy's. "My name is…"

"Roxas! What the hell man!?" Demyx shouted as he rushed over to his cousin. But as he drew nearer he recognized instantly the man who had pulled his cousin away. Seven years and a bit of facial hair couldn't erase that face from his memory. "Oh shit."

Roxas stood slowly and started toward Demyx. "Where the hell is that little shit!? I'm not finished with him yet!"

Demyx stood staring at Luxord and he knew the man had to recognize him. He quickly grasped Roxas' upper arm. The music behind them stopped as he began to tug his cousin back toward the crowd. "Come on. Let's just go back to the pit and work this all out before…"

"Rox! What the hell happened to your face!?" Axel had spotted his lover across the room and rushed over to him with Lexaeus' beer still in hand. He stood before him concerned until a flash of light blond hair behind the youth caught his eye. His gaze flew up and his eyes fell on Luxord. The beer in his hand fell to the ground and puddled at his feet. "O-oh my god."

Roxas looked to Axel with a frown. "Your asshole brother started it and I…" He looked to Axel's eyes which were fixated behind him. He turned his head to see that the redhead was staring at the blond man behind him. "Oh, he pulled me away. Too bad too, cause I was really about to let loose on Saïx. Which reminds me…" He let his gaze fall back on the British man. "Who are you that you thought I needed saving from that twerp?"

Luxord smiled widely, though his eyes were solely on Axel rather than the boy addressing him. "Me? My name is Luxord."

Roxas froze. Luxord. The Luxord. Axel's first love and sexual partner. It seemed all too bitterly ironic. Several different waves of emotion washed over Roxas all at once but anger and a bit of jealousy seemed predominant over all. Instinct kicked in and Roxas doubled up his fist. "Y-you unimaginable son of a bitch!" Roxas heard someone yell his name. Maybe it was Axel yelling for him to stop. Maybe it was Demyx mildly encouraging him. Maybe it was Saïx forcing his way through the crowd to finish their fight. But Roxas couldn't register the voice as anything more than outside noise when his fist made contact with Luxord's face. He brought his fist forward again and again until he couldn't see straight and someone dragged him away.

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Roxas huffed and blew a strand of hair from his view. "Ax…"

"Be quite!" Axel paced back and forth in front of Roxas, Saïx and Luxord as they sat on the living room couch, all tending to their own wounds. "I'm pissed at all three of you."

Luxord smiled a bloody smile up at the redhead. "What on earth did I do, love?"

"I said be quiet!" Axel snapped and grabbed his head in his hands. "I… I just need to think for a second!"

Saïx snorted and stood with arms crossed. "Whatever, I don't have to listen to this."

Axel growled at his brother and pointed to the couch. "Sit down!"

Saïx cocked an eyebrow and stood his ground. "And if I don't?"

"Then you can pack your fucking bags and go move back in with mom. I said sit down! Now!" Axel watched as his brother grumpily complied before he finally stopped pacing and turned to face the three. He threw a finger in Saïx's face. "You! You started all this. If you hadn't instigated a fight none of this would have happened." He moved his finger to the left to point at Roxas who sat brooding and glaring at Luxord. "You, Roxas. I don't even know where to start. Two fights in one night? The second one completely one-sided and unjustified."

Roxas gasped loudly and jumped to his feet. "Unjustified!? He…"

"Sit down!" Axel stared hard at his lover who looked to him with hurt filled eyes. Eventually the teen sat back down and as he did Axel took a deep breath to continue. "You have no business trying to punish someone who hasn't even hurt you. It isn't your fight to fight Rox."

Roxas growled. "He had it coming."

"You knocked a man unconscious!" Axel clenched his fists in anger. "The Roxas I met back in June would never have done that no matter how deserving the man might be!" He sighed as complete silence fell over the room and Roxas refused to make eye contact. He then pointed his finger at Luxord. "And you…"

Luxord raised his hand slowly. "Oi. I'd just like to point out that I've done nothin' wrong. I helped the poor bloke from gettin' his teeth knocked out and he wants to repay me by knockin' the whit out of me!" He smirked at Roxas and crossed his arms. "Not very gentleman like if you ask me."

Axel glared down at Luxord. "Neither is leaving a shitty little note and disappearing in the middle of the night!"

Luxord mused calmly. "Oh. That."

"Yes." Axel hissed furiously. "That. That broke my heart! I died that day! You were the first person I loved and gave everything to and you destroyed it all in an instant! Do you know how bad I hurt for you!? How convinced I was that you would be back!? But you never came back! And I hurt! And then finally, with the help of my friends I had accepted the fact that I would never see you again."

Luxord flashed another bloody smile at his former lover. "Yet here I am."

Axel scoffed and crossed his arms. "And you haven't changed a bit! Still the cocky son of a bitch who took everything I had to offer and then threw it all away with a tasteless goodbye note!"

Luxord rolled his eyes. "Back to that again, are we?"

"Yes we are!" Axel crossed his arms and stared down at Luxord. "You think you can just come waltzing back onto my home turf as though nothing happened!? When were you planning on letting me know you were back? Didn't you at least think that I would want to know? Or were you too busy trying to pick up on my boyfriend to even care!?"

"Your boyfriend?" Luxord looked through a swollen eye at Roxas. "That bloke is your boyfriend?"

Roxas glowered at the blond man beside him and doubled up his throbbing fist but the already healing knuckles threatened to split back open at the very movement. "Damn straight I'm his boyfriend you son of a bitch! And I'd appreciate it if you took your cheap ass British accent and got the fuck out of our apartment!"

Saïx nodded from where he sat on the other side of Roxas and glared at Luxord. "I second that."

"Your apartment huh?" Luxord snickered and looked back up to Axel. "Sounds like somebody's a bit possessive of you Axey-babe."

Axel blushed lightly at hearing the old nickname he'd grown so accustomed to seven years ago but quickly hid the blush with a scowl. "Well what do you know, sounds like those two finally found something they agree on." Axel motioned for Luxord to stand. "I'll take you back to the club so you can get your car and go home."

Roxas and Saïx jumped to their feet at the same time, both shouting the same objection. "No way!"

Axel looked between the two. "I'll be fine. I'll be back in ten minutes. If I come back and find that you two have fought, somebody will be moving out come morning."

Roxas stared at Axel in awe as he exited the apartment with Luxord following quickly behind. Once the door was closed he turned his attention to Saïx and gawked. "Wh-why are we just standing here? Why aren't we going after him?"

Saïx crossed his arms and plopped back onto the couch. "Because we aren't stupid. Axel's acting like a hard ass to impress that Brit bastard and we're the ones he's taking it out on." He grit his teeth and slammed his fist into the arm of the couch. It hurt but he could scarcely feel anything but fury at the moment. "You and I both know damn well he'd never talk to us like that under any normal circumstances. No matter how pissed off he was or how stupid what we did was, he'd never yell at us and he'd most certainly never threaten to throw us out."

Roxas nodded. "I didn't think what I did was that bad. That mother fucker had it coming for what he did to Axel. He hurt him and it doesn't matter if it was seven years ago or seventy years ago! I don't like the thought of him being hurt. Demyx beat the shit out of some guy that hurt Axel and he didn't get yelled at for it!"

"Demyx beat that guy, but you pummeled that son of a bitch unconscious. Its kind of different." Saïx let a light smirk grace his lips but it quickly fell. "But even if you'd only punched him once, it wouldn't have changed Axel's reaction. That was his first love. That man changed his life. Honestly, I think he never stopped loving him."

Roxas grumbled. "Oh, like that makes me feel any better!"

"Its not meant to! Its supposed to inspire you to try harder!" Saïx looked to Roxas seriously. "I may dislike you, but I fucking hate that Brit with a passion after what he did to my brother. I'd kill him if I could but it'd make Axel hate me and I'd go to jail. I could handle jail, but I love my brother. And right now you're the lesser of two evils. I want you to do whatever it takes to stay in his heart and keep him from going back to that scumbag. Do you hear me?"

Roxas nodded and smiled softly. "Thanks. That means a lot."

Saïx rolled his eyes and stood to get ice for his swollen knuckles and split open eyebrow. "Don't go getting sentimental on me. I still don't like you."

Roxas laughed and sat back on the couch. "That's ok. I still don't like you too."