So, its Wednesday! YAY WEDNESDAY! I've actually got a couple more chapters done somehow between Sunday and today so I'm giving you a "Middle of the Week Special," complete with smut!

This is a cute little happy chapter. ENJOY IT while you can!

Ah yes, the always foreboding author's note that you all loath so much. Bwa ha ha!

Anyhow, I like this chapter a lot. Saïx totally captures my heart in this chapter. As much as I hate him in the game, I wanna hug him in this chapter and squeeze him!

Smut starts at "I don't think it is." and ends at "Good night Roxas. I love you." Not too smutty really but whatever. If I don't put the warning some people complain even though the rating is M for a reason.

Enjoy!

"Oh geeze, not again." Roxas sat in the dark room blinking, eyes trying to focus on everything. Axel kneeling against the wall? No, just the case for his record player and record collection. Axel standing in the far corner of the room? No, just the tall, slender book case that held very little books. Cursed shadows and the tricks they could play on your eyes when it was dark. Roxas crawled slowly out of bed. He had been startled awake when he heard the sound of the front door slam shut. He pressed the illuminate button on the electric clock and saw that it was only one o'clock in the morning. Why was it so dark? It was never this dark. The nightlight in the hallway always shined dimly giving half the room a warm orange glow. Had it burned out? No, Roxas could see its light peeking under the crack of the door. The bedroom door had been shut. Surely Axel was trying to escape without being caught. Roxas rushed out of the room, not bothering to put any form of bottoms on, and started down the hall but he froze as he heard whispers in the living room. Talk about déjà vu. His listened closely.

Saïx grinned as he plopped down on the couch. "So, you're really back for good?"

"I think so. I mean, its really up to Roxas and what he wants to do. But Saï, I really think we've reconnected." Axel smiled and looked to his brother with excitement. "I'm really confident about this."

"Well it's good. I'm glad." Saïx stretched his legs out and put them on the coffee table in front of him, something Roxas always nagged him about, but if Roxas was going to lock the door then piss on him and his rules. "And Luxord was totally understanding about it? That's a shock. Then again, I didn't expect that he really gave a shit about you at all."

"Hey now, that's not true. I know he didn't seem to have changed a whole lot but he has. He said that back in England, one of his best friends died. I guess the guy got really sick. Some kind of skin cancer that spread all over his whole body. He said that guy died a slow, agonizing death. And when that happened it made him realize he needed to make right everything that he'd done wrong. So he came back here to patch things up with the people he hurt. Me included." Axel sighed. "Don't hate him Saïx. I was the one that made the mistake of going back to him. I was the one that threw everything I had away. I guess I had just dreamed about having that old life back for so long that when I had the chance to get it back, I just went for it. I didn't stop to think about how much better my life was with Roxas. I didn't stop to think about how truly happy I was or how I didn't need that old life. And I didn't even stop to think about how much I might hurt Roxas. I was being totally selfish."

Saïx nodded. "You were. And you're lucky Roxas even let you in here after that shit you pulled Axel. You never make very smart decisions."

"I know." Axel looked at the floor sadly. "I always know what is best for everybody else. But never for myself. When I was there with Luxord, I wasn't very happy. And I kept telling myself that what I was feeling was wrong. That I was supposed to be happy and that if I just waited a long enough time I would be. But I just wasn't. When Luxord asked me to move in I wasn't happy. In fact, I was sad. And I kept telling myself I shouldn't be sad. That I was really happy inside, I just didn't know it. I tried fooling myself. I tried telling myself it wasn't my fault Roxas and I didn't work out. I tried telling myself it was his fault because he was the one that stormed out on me instead of hearing me out. He refused to listen so it was him, not me. But that was wrong too. I was wrong in every way. Wrong and weak. And I need to tell him all of that but I don't know how. I'm bad with words."

Saïx snorted and rolled his eyes. "You're bad with actions too. You're bad with romance in general."

Axel snickered and nodded slowly. "Yeah. And that's not even the worst part. We went to church today..."

Saïx feigned a gasp. "Oh no! Not organized religion! How terrible!"

"Ha ha. Let me finish before you interrupt me." Axel chuckled and took a deep breath. "So anyway, the priest that spoke at Larxene and Marluxia's burial service told Roxas to come back to the church and do you know why?"

"I'm in stitches just waiting for you to tell me." Saïx said sarcastically as he began pushing his boots off his feet with the edge of the coffee table.

"I think he was trying to set Roxas up with his niece. This girl, Saïx, she's beautiful. But it feels wrong to even think of her like that because looking at her, you just know she's so pure. She's cute as a button, sweetest personality ever. She's got these bright blue eyes that just sparkle with sincerity, and this kind smile that gives you the feeling that she's really not judging you. You know how some people force a smile but it looks almost painful and you can just tell they don't mean it? Not her. Everything about her was just so genuine and perfect." Axel sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "I'm not even interested in women but I feel like I could fall in love with her. She's just that wonderful."

"Ah. And you're worried that Roxas will fall for her. She sounds too perfect." Saïx looked to his brother and smirked. "Maybe you should invite her to a show with us."

"Oh, no way! I've corrupted enough Catholic youths in my life to call myself Satan." Axel shook his head. "I don't want to do that to her. She's pure and innocent. I want to keep her that way."

Saïx grinned widely and prodded his brother's arm with his index finger. "You're partial to her! Look at you, you're practically straight now!"

"No, its not that! I mean, yeah I'm partial to her already and I don't even know her. She's so damn likable. And that's the problem! If Roxas did fall for her, and she fell for Roxas… I couldn't do anything to hurt her. I couldn't fight to get him back. I wouldn't want him back if they made each other happy! So I'm worried. And I know Roxas is determined about this church thing. I want to do what he wants to do and he wants to practice his religion again. And that means she'll be there every weekend. A permanent part of our lives. All perfect and pretty with her flawless skin and pretty blonde hair." Axel looked to his brother sadly. "I could lose him to someone that I wouldn't want to steal him back from."

Roxas stood listening to the conversation, some of it making him sad and some of it making him smile. After hearing Axel's concerns Roxas couldn't just sit in silence any longer. He stepped into the living room and smiled softly at Axel. "You aren't going to lose me."

Axel turned his gaze to Roxas and he smiled. "You heard us talking? Just how much did you hear?"

Roxas stepped toward Axel and pulled him to stand, wrapping his arms around the redhead's neck and not caring that the action caused his shirt to lift, exposing his unclothed bottom half to the boy still sitting on the couch. He heard Saïx mumble something about underwear but he was too busy paying attention to Axel. "I heard everything that I needed to hear Axel. I love you. You aren't going to lose me. Especially not to Naminé."

"Naminé!?" Saïx slapped a hand over his mouth and stared at the two in shock. He could already feel the hot blood rushing to his cheeks. "Th-the girl? Her name is Naminé? The priest's niece?"

Axel looked to his brother curiously and nodded slowly. "Yeah, that's her name. Why?"

"O-oh. N-no reason." Saïx looked away from the two. "Gee, sure is getting late. Time to get some sleep."

"Oh no." Axel grinned and stared his brother down. "What's up with you? As soon as Roxas said her name you went damn near insane. What's the deal? You know her or something?"

"Pfft! No!" Saïx laid down on the couch and looked completely away from his brother. "How would someone like me know someone as perfect and beautiful and wonderful as Naminé?"

"You do know her!" Axel pulled away from Roxas and knelt before his brother with a wide smile. "How do you know her?"

Saïx groaned and covered his face with his his hands. "I've been in love with her since my freshman year of high school! Remember when I got these scars? Everybody made fun of me. But not her. She was so nice to me. When everybody else mocked me and even spread rumors about how I got them, she was the one that told me not to listen to them."

Axel looked to his brother with excitement. "How did you meet her!?"

Saïx sighed and kept his face covered by his hands. "It was a week after I got the scars. I was just sitting at school in the rain one day, a bunch of jocks caused me to miss the bus home. I was so angry and bitter with the world. I was ready to just jump out in the middle of traffic or something to just be done with school. And then she came up and she held her umbrella over my head. When I looked up at her it was like looking up at a goddess. She was so beautiful and even though it was dark and rainy outside she seemed so bright. She asked why I was sad. I tried playing it off like I was just pissed, not sad. But she saw right through it. I told her about how I got mugged, and the bastards who did it cut me like this, and about how everybody else said I did it to myself or that mom did it. There were too many rumors to discredit them all. She told me she believed me, and that I shouldn't worry about what everybody else thought as long as those important to me believed me too. That was all she said to me but that was all she had to say. She made me feel like the world wasn't just full of arrogant douche bags."

"Ah! My little brother is in love! How romantic!" Axel squeeled and poked Saïx in the forehead where his hands didn't quite cover. "So all that talk about how love is for morons and true love doesn't exist and all those times you called me an idiot, you were pining away for that sweet little girl!"

Saïx pulled his hands away from his face long enough to scowl at his brother before putting them back. "I wasn't pining away. I was just brooding over the fact that I never really talked to her after that. She was quiet and kept to herself, kinda like me. But I could never muster up the courage to just say anything to her. And there were always boys asking her out and she always turned them down and I always thought that she'd probably be really disgusted if I tried to talk to her in public. I mean, sure she was nice that one day but if she was seen talking to me it would probably ruin her reputation and I didn't want to do that to her and I…" He grumbled and huffed. "Are we done talking about this now?"

"Saïx, you shouldn't be embarrassed." Roxas knelt down beside Axel and stared at the slightly older blue haired boy. "Naminé is really pretty and she is very sweet, I can tell. The only problem is that if you end up marrying her, you'll have to…"

"Mary!? Oh no! No, no no no no! I'm not ever going to even talk to her again!" Saïx looked to Roxas with wide eyes and shook his head. "You're crazy! I thought Axel was out of his mind but you're legitimately fucking insane. Could you imagine how well that would go over with her uncle?"

"Who cares!?" Roxas grinned. "You like her a lot, don't you?"

"She's…" Saïx mumbled quietly to himself before crossing his arms. He refused to make eye contact with either Roxas, or Axel. "She's the only thing I couldn't force out of my mind for the past four years."

"That settles it." Axel smirked and ruffled his brother's hair. "You're coming to church with us next weekend."

"What!?" Saïx sat up and looked at his brother in disbelief. "Ok, I take it back. You're definitely the crazier of the two! I can't go to church Axel! Bright blue hair!? Scars on my face!? Tattoos on the back of my hands!? Religion and I don't mix."

"But you love her, don't you?" Axel pinched Saïx's cheek and smiled. "Wouldn't you do anything?"

Saïx batted Axel's hand away and growled. "I can't actually be in love with her! That's ridiculous! I just… I just…"

"You just think about her all the time and it makes your heart pound and your palms sweat and its hard to breathe and even though you think it doesn't make sense, somehow it just does." Axel smiled and nodded slowly as his brother's eyes narrowed in that tell-tale way that meant he'd hit the nail right on the head. "I know Saï, I've been there." Axel scooped up Roxas' hand in his and smiled at the blond. "I am there."

Saïx blinked at the two now staring happily at each other and seemingly ignoring him. He scoffed and flicked them both on the forehead. "You're both faggots. Go to bed already."

Axel smiled and pulled Roxas to stand with him. "Alright, sleep well. We'll go out tomorrow and get you a suit for church next weekend."

Saïx grumbled and flipped his brother off. "Fine, whatever."

Roxas chuckled and pulled Axel from the living room to the bedroom. "Ah, quit teasing him. He's embarrassed."

"Yeah, but its just too cute. I always thought that if he ever actually did take interest in someone, it would be someone as snarky and volatile as he is." Axel smiled widely. "I'm happy its someone as sweet as that girl is."

Roxas shrugged and pushed Axel to lay down on the bed, climbing on top of the redhead with a bright smile. "So, you thought you were going to lose me? Axel, we just got each other back."

"Yeah, I know. But I've already screwed up once and I thought, you know, Naminé is really pretty and sweet and well…" Axel looked away from Roxas and sighed. "Well, she's everything you could ever want."

Roxas shook his head. "No, she's not. She's not you Axel. I love you and I want to be with you. We've both made some pretty stupid mistakes. But that's done now, ok? Let's focus on us and how happy we can be." He smiled and pressed his lips to Axel's. "I know we have work tomorrow and we should probably sleep, but I want to make love to you Axel. I know I said no sex. But really, is it such a sin if it is with the person you love?"

Axel shook his head and smiled up at Roxas. "I don't think it is."

"And anyway, I can just confess it later if it is. Right?" Roxas chuckled lightly and pressed his lips to the redhead's. He gripped the underwear that were tightly hugging Axel's hips and pulled them down slowly. The light from the hall shined palely on Axel's form giving sight to just how beautiful the man truly was. Roxas had a thought to close the door in an effort to spare Saïx from any noises they might make but he decided against it. Being able to see Axel clearly was more important. He'd never really taken the time to gaze upon the older man before now. He wet two of his fingers and slid them inside Axel gently, probing with ease to make his lover's walls give way. A soft sigh fell from Axel's lips and made his heart pound.

Axel watched Roxas' face calmly. The blond had this look of awe and contentment in his eyes that brought a smile to Axel's face. He exhaled a warm breath against the boy's neck and kissed a small path up to his ear. "You're looking at me like it's the first time you've ever seen me like this."

"I just know that I've taken you for granted in the past. I won't ever do that again." Roxas pulled his fingers from Axel and pressed his length to the man's opening. "Are you ready?"

Axel nodded and sucked in a quick breath. He felt Roxas' entrance into his body, obvious of the great care his lover was taking to be gentle. He moaned into the crook of the blond's neck and clung tightly to him. "I love you Roxas."

Roxas smiled and ran his hands under the soft cotton shirt that Axel wore and let his fingers trace around to his back to pull him close. "I love you too Axel." His heart was pounding in his chest as he thrust delicately into the older man. He felt arms and legs wrap around him as though he wasn't ever going to get away, and honestly, that was fine with him. He could spend an eternity there in bed with Axel. The man meant more to him than anything, even his stupid religion. This, this right here was what he wanted most. For Axel to be in his arms, loving him and happy with him. He didn't need much else and if it meant he went to hell, then he supposed that was fine as long as the redhead was at his side. Or maybe there was some truth to what Demyx had said. Maybe the real heaven and hell were what you made out of your life. This thought made Roxas smile brightly and he hugged Axel's frame tight. "I'm so incredibly happy right now."

"So am I." Axel ground his hips in time with Roxas' and pulled the blond closer to him. He could feel himself already growing close to an orgasm. Feeling Roxas deep inside him, tip constantly brushing against that special little spot, the slight tremor in the boy's movements, all of it driving him to the edge. "R-rox. I…"

"Shh." Roxas smiled and covered Axel's mouth with his own. He kissed him deeply, loving the tiny whimpers that released into his mouth. He felt the redhead's core convulse around him and the warmth of his ejaculation seeping through their good church shirts. He smiled and nuzzled Axel's neck. "Blasphemy of all blasphemies."

Axel couldn't help a giggle that rose into his throat. "Sorry."

Roxas laughed and shook his head. "Don't be. Just get me to where I want to be."

"Alright." Axel pushed Roxas to roll over onto his back. Once he was above the teen he ground his hips down and let his hands fall into that messy nest of blond hair. The look of pleasure was evident on the boy's features, flushed cheeks and glossy eyes. And then Axel felt that pump of hot seed inside of him almost instantaneously. He lowered his head to kiss his lover gently before flopping down beside him on the bed. He wrapped an arm around the boy and sighed happily. "Good night Roxas. I love you."

"Mmm. I love you too. Good night." Roxas rolled into Axel's embrace and closed his eyes. Everything was going to work out just fine.