So, I'll be going to Disneyland this weekend (Yes, again. If you don't know by now, I go all the time. I'm a premium annual pass holder and a huge Disney fag) so I'll be uploading three chapters today for you all. Yes, three! But only because this one is super short. I mean, probably the shortest chapter I've ever written.

About the chapter:

This story just jumped three years. Axel is now 27. Roxas is now 21. As for everybody else's ages, do the basic math, it has been three years for them too.

Luxord died. Big surprise. Like you all didn't know that was coming. I hated killing off Lux. I really did, but it served the purpose of the story well and so thus I do as the story commands.

Axel's cries more. It'll stop soon, I promise.

Enjoy.

"I can't believe I'm finally seeing the Misfits, live!" Roxas said beaming. In all his twenty-one years of life, he'd never been so excited. He stood center stage, eyes shifting from Axel to the dark stage and back again. The redhead was just smiling at him. "Are you excited!?"

"I'm excited that you're excited. It took three damn years for me to get you here, but you're here and that's all that matters." Axel looked from Roxas to Naminé who sat towering over them on Saïx's shoulders. "What about you up there, girlie!? Are you exited!?"

Naminé threw up the horns and screamed at the top of her lungs. "Yeah! Punk fucking rock, bitches!"

"Ha! There ya go!" Axel smiled and returned the sign to the girl as the Misfits took the stage. The crowd roared and the band started playing. But through the first couple of songs, Axel noticed the drummer was off by a large margin. The band seemed to realize this too and Doyle, the guitarist, escorted the man off the stage. He was quickly replaced by the drummer for the Necros and the music continued. But as the band continued to play, Axel felt a sharp pain in his chest and he began to cough. Everything suddenly became very blurry and he realized he was having a hard time breathing. He coughed again, covering his mouth, and as he pulled his hand away he could see with blurred vision that there was blood on his hand. This was not normal. He grasped Roxas' sleeve and tugged lightly. "R-rox…"

Roxas looked to Axel with a smile but it fell as he noticed there was blood on Axel's lips. He turned to his lover with concern and pulled him close. "Axel! What happened!?"

Axel opened his mouth to speak but he could scarcely even whisper. He pulled Roxas close so that his lips pressed to his lover's ear. "I can't breathe."

"Alright, hold on!" Roxas hoisted Axel into his arms and nudged Saïx with his foot. As soon as he got Saïx's attention he started out of the crowd and carried Axel away from the mass of bodies. "Just hold on, ok Ax? Everything is going to be fine. I promise, you'll be fine."

Axel clung tightly to Roxas as he was carried away from the show. He faintly heard Glenn Danzig making an announcement that this was to be the Misfits last live show, that they would be disbanding. Tears flooded to his eyes, his heart breaking. This could not have come at a worse time.