So I know I just uploaded two chapters for you all on Thanksgiving but that doesn't mean I shouldn't post my regular weekend chapter, right?

Ok, I'll level with you. I'm trying to find excuses at this point to upload as often as possible cause I have sooooo much written but I don't want to just upload it all at once. And I REALLY want to see how you guys are gonna react to the next couple of chapters. I'm SO excited about these chapters man. Dunno why.

So here's this chapter. Roxas, I want to hold you and squeeze you so much! Ah man, Larxene in this chapter, CLASSY LADY. Ha ha. I love her. Seriously. She's the best. And Marluxia… Well, let's just say that when the description of his attire is made just don't be surprised. I couldn't help myself.

Enjoy!

Roxas glanced at the electric clock on the side of the bed, 8:32. He wasn't sure what time he had crawled into bed but he knew he had stayed awake waiting for Axel as long as he could. The sound of hushed voices found its way to his ears and he crawled quietly out of bed. He made his way slowly down the hall until he was close enough to the living room to hear Saïx and Axel talking. He stayed put and listened closely as Axel continued speaking.

"Saïx, you don't understand. He's really changed. We stayed up all night talking and he told me how sorry he was for leaving me the way he did. He really regrets it!" Axel sighed and looked to his brother. "Cant you understand?"

Saïx growled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't! Because I'm still busy trying to understand why the hell you would go into his apartment in the first place!"

Axel crossed his arms. "I told you, he invited me to see it. He was excited and wanted to show it to me."

"More like he just wanted to show the bedroom to you! Come on, Axel. Can you really be that stupid!?" Saïx looked to his brother angrily. "Sometimes I feel like I'm the older one trying to look after you!"

Axel smiled and shook his head. "I'm able to take care of myself Saï."

"Not where matters of the heart are concerned! You're acting stupid! You've got a guy laying in your bed right now who loves the shit out of you!" Saïx scowled at his brother. "I may not like him but I can see that he makes you happy! And you're willing to throw that all away by fucking that British bastard!? If it was just this once, fine! But no more!"

Axel looked to his brother feeling exasperated. "Saïx, you just don't understand. Luxord loves me. He came back for me. I love Roxas, but I still love Luxord! I can't promise it won't happen again."

Roxas had heard just about all that he could handle. He could practically feel his heart breaking into a million tiny pieces as he listened to his lover's confession. Slowly he stepped out from the hall and into the living room with tears burning his eyes. "Is that so?"

Axel froze as he heard Roxas' voice. His gaze turned to the boy and he forced a smile. "H-hey Rox. How long have you been standing there?"

Roxas let out a shuddering breath but refused to let his tears fall from his eyes. "Long enough." He cocked his head to one side and stared at Axel. "So, you slept with Luxord last night?"

Axel's face fell and he stepped toward Roxas slowly. "Look Rox, I'm sorry. Luxord told me how much I mean to him and it made me realize that I…"

"Fuck him!" Roxas grabbed the remote for the television, the only loose object within reach, and chucked it at the floor. "What about how much you mean to me!? What about how much I love you and how I'd never hurt you!?" Roxas tore his hand from Axel's reach as the man tried to clasp it. "No! Don't fucking touch me!"

"Roxas, I never meant to hurt you." Axel tried again to reach for the boy but he kept ducking out of range. "Let's just calm down and talk about this like civilized, rational people."

"Fuck civilized! Fuck rational!" Roxas brushed past Axel and started toward the door. Thankfully he was still fully clothed from the night before. He rushed outside and slammed the door behind him. He made his way to Sunset Boulevard and started in the direction of Marluxia's apartment. Unfortunately he didn't have money for the bus but it didn't matter. He needed to walk off his anger anyhow. By the time he reached the apartment he was no longer angry, only hurt. He opened the door and stepped inside to find Demyx still snoozing on the couch. He sat next to his cousin and sucked in a quick breath. "D-dem?"

Demyx awoke with a start, shocked to see Roxas sitting by him on the couch. "Hey. What's up?"

Roxas looked to his cousin with tear filled eyes. "I don't know what to do!"

Demyx sat up feeling suddenly very awake and looked to Roxas seriously. "Oh god, Axel didn't kick you out did he? I know he was pissed but after Marluxia took you guys home he came back to the show and said he was pretty sure everything was going to be alright once Axel calmed down. What happened?"

"Luxord happened! That son of a bitch invited Axel back to his apartment and Axel went!" Roxas grabbed his head in his hands as the tears he tried so hard to suppress started falling freely down his cheeks. "I waited for him to come home! I stayed up so late before finally just heading off to bed. And when I woke up this morning he was finally back… I overheard him talking to Saïx. He told Saïx that he'd had sex with Luxord last night and he couldn't promise that it wouldn't happen again because he loves him!" Roxas looked to Demyx feeling very small and very pathetic. "I love him. Why does he need that jerk? He has me! Aren't I good enough!?"

"Oh damn." Demyx put an arm around Roxas in an effort to comfort him. "That bastard Luxord, he's a really smooth talker. He has this power over Axel. He always has. But you know what? You've got that power over him too! I know you do, I've seen it at work. You just have to overpower Luxord, that's all."

"I don't even know if I want to at this point." Roxas wiped away his tears and glared at the floor. "Those idiots deserve each other!"

"Come on now, you don't mean that." Demyx gripped the boy's shoulder. "You know that douche bag doesn't deserve Axel! The only thing he deserves is to die in a cold ditch somewhere. You belong with Axel and no fucking dumb ass limey Brit is going to change that! You have to fight for what's yours."

"I already fought last night and all it got me was an earful of bitching." Roxas looked to his cousin who opened his mouth to correct him. "No, I know you didn't mean physical fighting. But I don't feel up to fighting much either way."

"Who's going to be fighting?" Marluxia said as he appeared from his bedroom in leopard print underwear. As his blurred gaze fell on Roxas he smirked and clasped the boy on the shoulder. "Hey, Roxy boy! Hell of a night last night! Man, you had Saïx right where you wanted him till that frosty haired twat got in the way! I knew he looked familiar! I hadn't seen those pictures in years but as soon as I saw you beating his ass it reminded me of that time Dem beat that one guy into the ground and then I remembered that he was another one of Axel's ex jerks. Then I remembered just which one he was from the stories and I was right there cheering you on! Talk about a guy that had it coming!"

"The only thing he had cumming last night was Axel!" Roxas stared down at the floor with a look of disdain. "I could pummel that son of a bitch everyday and it wouldn't change a damn thing. He got what he wanted last night."

"Ah! No way!" Marluxia stared at Roxas in awe. "I can't believe Axel would do that. Man, that guy must be one hell of a sweet talker cause when I was helping Axel carry him to the car last night all Axel did was talk about how he was hoping to never see that face again. Of course, you already know that. You were right there." Marluxia sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Geeze, I'm sorry Rox."

"I should have known!" Roxas blinked away new tears as they arose and clenched his fists. "As soon as Saïx said that Axel still loved Luxord I should have prepared myself for the worst!"

"Wait, Saïx said?" Marluxia crossed his arms and stared sternly down at Roxas. "Don't listen to that little jerk! He'll tell you just about anything to get you down."

"No, he didn't mean it like that." Roxas looked up to Marluxia sadly. "He told me that, yeah. And it put me in a panic. But he told me that it was incentive to do whatever it takes to keep Axel mine."

Larxene rubbed her eyes as she stepped out of Marluxia's room in her underwear and into the conversation. "Wait, what about Axel now?"

Marluxia looked to Larxene and planted his hands on his hips. "Remember those old pictures Axel used to have around his apartment of that blond haired guy?"

Larxene frowned and reached her hand into the back of her underwear to scratch her butt cheek. She was still half asleep and not in a classy mood. "What blond guy? All Axel dates is blond guys."

Marluxia shrugged and nodded "Yeah, more or less. But I'm talking about the guy he had pictures of around the apartment. The only guy he had pictures of. The one with the platinum blond hair and the ear piercing."

Larxene nodded slowly and yawned. "Oh yeah. That fag. What about him?"

"Well he was at the show last night! He was the one that dragged Roxas away from his fight with Saïx." Marluxia shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "And apparently last night he convinced Axel to come back to his apartment and they, well, you know."

"Axel!?" Larxene gawked from Marluxia to the very distraught Roxas. "No way!"

"Yes way!" Marluxia nodded quickly. "Apparently, according to Roxas, Saïx told him that Axel is still in love with that British guy. He meant it as incentive for Roxas to try harder to keep Axel. And that's exactly what Roxas is going to do! Right Roxy boy?"

Roxas shook his head slowly. "I don't have it in me. That guy has everything over me. Not to mention he's British and charming."

"Hey, you listen to me!" Demyx grabbed his cousin's shoulders and stared at him in all seriousness. "You know I fucking hate British punks. I will not let you give up now! Don't you see that's just what Luxord wants!? He doesn't want to have to fight for Axel! He wants you to just drop it and let him have his easy win! Don't let him! Eventually he'll get tired and find someone else. All he's after is an easy lay. But if you let him win you could lose Axel forever!"

"I never had Axel! Don't you see!?" Roxas looked to Demyx and shook his head. "I thought he was in love with me. But all he was doing was finding someone to tide him over while he pined away for that son of a bitch!"

"That's a lie!" Larxene grabbed Roxas' ear and yanked it to force him to look at her. "I've never seen Axel so happy as the time he spent with you! He loved you! He does love you. You know that so quit this feeling sorry for yourself bullshit and stand up for yourself! Are you a pussy little boy or are you a fucking man!? You're gonna go home and you're gonna grab a fistful of Axel's hair and make him suck your dick to establish dominance and then you give him the fuck of his life and make him forget all about what's his face!" Larxene nodded and released her hold on the boy's ear. "That's what I do every time Marly cheats on me and it works wonders!"

Roxas blinked at Larxene quietly a moment before a light smile cracked onto his face. "You make him suck your dick?"

"Ye-no! You know what I mean though!" Larxene couldn't help but chuckle. "But see, you're feeling better already just thinking about it."

Roxas sighed and nodded. "Yeah, kinda."

"Come on." Demyx smiled and held out a hand to pull his cousin up. "I'll give you a ride back home and you can give Axel a good fucking, or whatever."

Roxas accepted his cousin's hand and thanked Marluxia and Larxene quickly. He followed Demyx out the door and let his cousin deliver him to the front door of the apartment. He swallowed hard and climbed off the Vespa slowly. "Thanks Dem." Roxas walked up to the door and opened it slowly, peering inside. He saw no sign of Axel so he stepped in and closed the door behind him. Saïx was sitting on the couch watching a movie and he was clearly in a bitter mood.

"Well." Saïx scowled and stood to turn off the television. "You blew it."

Roxas looked to the blue haired boy in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Not only did you manage to bust the remote…" Saïx said dully as he tossed the now useless piece of plastic to Roxas. "But you may have just been the deciding factor in whether or not Axel moves out."

"Moves out!?" Roxas sat the remote aside, having caught it when it was tossed to him. He stepped toward the couch where Saïx had reclaimed his seat and joined him. "What are you talking about? This is his apartment! Why would he move out?"

Saïx growled and crossed his arms. "Apparently you have bigger rage issues than I do. Axel about shit himself when you reacted the way you did."

"What!?" Roxas shook his head trying to make sense of Saïx's words. "How the hell was I supposed to react!? He's my boyfriend! I've been good to him and loving and done whatever I could to make him happy! We were supposed to go to New York together next month to see the Misfits! We already have our plane tickets and everything! How is this all happening now!? And why?"

Saïx snorted. "Maybe you did something to piss God off."

God. That was a name Roxas hadn't heard in a while, at least, not in the way that it was being used now. Sure there was the occasional "Oh my god!" exclamation he or his friends would make. But God as the father, God as the son, God as the holy spirit; That God seemed like a distant memory. A dictator that had long sense been dead in Roxas' heart and mind. "D-do you really think?"

"No! I don't really think! It was a joke!" Saïx rolled his eyes. "God doesn't exist any more than Santa Clause or the Boogie Man! He's just a person people made up to scare others into behaving the way they believed everyone should behave. No, what we're dealing with here is some un-predetermined, un-cosmic, totally random bullshit that has fallen into our laps. Now its up to you and me to deal with it."

"Deal with it?" Roxas sighed heavily. "Deal with it how?"

Saïx grumbled. "I'll get a job. We'll stay here."

"You and me?" Roxas cocked an eyebrow at the boy. "Live together?"

"Look, I like it here! There's no way in hell I'm going back to go live with that bitch of a mother of mine and I'm sure you don't want to go living back where you were. We like it here, why not stay?" Saïx stood slowly and started into the kitchen to grab a beer. "At least that way Axel has a place to come back to when he finally sees his mistake and leaves Luxord in the dust."

Roxas shook his head. "You mean if he sees."

Saïx growled and tossed a beer into Roxas' hands. "Not if. When. And he will, because we're going to make damn sure of it. You and he work together, right? Make sure you look your best when you go to work. Wear clothes you know he likes to see you in. Drive him fucking crazy! Flirt with guys that come into the shop, they don't have to be gay so long as Axel sees and gets jealous. And he will, trust me. And don't stop going places with the group. That's a damn fast way to isolate yourself. Once he sees that you won't just go away he'll start to see that he made a mistake. He'll look at Luxord and see the flakey fuck that already left him once. And then there's you, Roxas. A constant figure of stability. You let nothing scare you away, not fear of commitment and certainly not a little bit of heartbreak."

"It's more than just a little bit of heartbreak." Roxas sighed and sat his beer on the table. It was too shook up to do anything with anyhow. "I don't quite know how to describe it. I know its jealousy but there's so much more to it. I love him. I really do. And I don't know how to stop feeling this way."

"You won't quit feeling it until you win him back." Saïx popped the bottle cap off of his own beer using the corner of the table. "So there's this Halloween party out in Sun Valley every year that we all go to the weekend before Halloween. Its massive. It's the perfect place for you to get him alone."

Roxas nodded. "Alright. I'll try my damnedest. I'll do whatever it takes and I'll get him back."