A/N: REVIEW, DARN IT, REVIEW! lol The forbidden chapter… I'm sure you're all excited by the name of the chapter. ;) But believe me, the drama is far from over… Stupid Namine. ): lol Enjoy!

Disclaimer:

KHFreakOZoid: OMG, you will not BELIEVE what Axy and Roku do in this chapter; they TOTALLY—

Axel: *smacks me over the head*

Roxas: :D

KHFreakOZoid: Ow…

Zexion: :)

KHFreakOZoid: Why does that make you smile…?

Axel: Don't give it away.

Roxas: Yeah. You own nothing and never will.

KHFreakOZoid: :'( Don't rub it in.

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AXEL'S POV

I groaned, the sunlight blinding me when I woke up. It took me a moment to realize where I was since I was sitting upright and not lying in my bed. I squinted, letting my eyes adjust to the light, and looked around me. I was still in my bedroom, at least. I remembered; I must have fallen asleep on my couch.

I moved, intending to stretch out my arms, but an odd amount of weight was on my shoulder. I looked to my left, and stiffened. I froze, remembering the rest.

Roxas was sitting next to me, still sound asleep, his head heavily resting on my shoulder. Whoa, forgot about him. My heart skipped a beat.

It all came flooding back. I remembered him driving to my house in the middle of the night. He'd told me he (finally) decided he was going to break up with Namine.

FINALLY.

I'd told him to do it harshly, but the farthest I could convince him to go was to dump her by a phone call. And he did. Right in front of me. Oh-ho, was that a turn on.

"Come on, Roxas, be a man! Do it!" I urged. I handed him his cell phone. He bit his lip and slowly took the phone from my hand, dialing Namine's number. I was sure that he would've had her on speed-dial, but then again, he was probably stalling in anyway he could.

Unfortunately for him, Namine picked up after the second ring. He had put it on speaker after I had begged him. I suppressed a smile.

"Hello?" said Namine, sounding slightly annoyed.

Roxas took a deep breath. "Namine, it's me."

"Yeah, what?" she said. I wanted to take the phone and yell at the bitch.

Roxas gulped and looked at me frantically. I make a chopping motion with my hands, signing him to get it done.

He took another deep breath and continued. "We need to talk…,"

I smiled at the memory and looked at the sleeping blonde next to me. I look at the clock. 8:13 A.M. Damn. We were running a little late. I hated to wake him, but I had no choice. I shook his shoulder, gently.

"Hey. Roxy," I whispered. He whimpered a little and opened his eyes slowly.

"Oh, hey…," he muttered, stifling a yawn. He froze when he realized he was lying on me and shot up very slight blush coloring his cheeks.

I half-smiled and chuckled. "A little comfy there, Roxy?"

His blush deepened a bit and he rolled his eyes. "Get over yourself, stupid," he snapped but smirked at me. We both laughed.

I smiled, remembering the conversation we'd had after Namine hung up on him, enraged. He had wondered if he'd made a mistake but I scoffed at that.

"Come on, Roxy, she doesn't know anything about you. She doesn't CARE," I said, convincing him he'd done the right thing. "Does she know your favorite song?"

Time is Running Out by Muse. He didn't respond to the question.

"Do you tell her about your dreams?"

He wanted to be a painter, he secretly loved to sing, and he wanted to write a novel before he died. Again, he didn't respond.

"See?" I half-smiled. "You did the right thing."

He sighed and looked down at my floor. "I guess you're right."

I sighed happily, and he looked at me. "What?" he asked me, curiously.

"Uh…nothing," I chuckled. He narrowed his eyes at me and opened his mouth to ask but I cut him off. "We better hurry; we're gonna be late."

I let him borrow a T-shirt and some shorts that had shrunk and that I was going to give to Goodwill. I guess they came in handy for someone small like him. I could tell he was still on edge, most likely worrying over his breakup. Normally I'd tell him to suck it up but I felt for him. Namine had sworn he would regret it and I didn't doubt she would do anything to make his life miserable. I guess now it's a good thing she didn't know anything about him, or he'd be in trouble.

Eventually I let my mind wander and I couldn't help but wonder: did I have even the slightest chance with him now? If he wanted to be in a relationship, I knew where he belonged. I knew it was with me.

Okay, so maybe that was a little bit possessive and kind of cocky, but come on, could you blame me? I'd been waiting for my chance for two fucking years, for crying out loud. I think I deserved a little hope.

I went to Roxas's house after dropping my schoolwork off at home. I went to the backdoor of his house and knocked three times, waiting for him to answer. I waited a minute but no one answered.

"Roxy, hello? Ya home yet?" I called. I waited a few more seconds and finally heard the door unlatch. I started to smile but it automatically faded when I saw who answered the door.

A very red-eyed Roxas, with a face stained with tears. I felt anger swell up in my chest. "Roxas? What's wrong; what happened?" God, I don't think I've ever seen Roxas cry this much. It was starting to depress me. I pulled him outside.

"N-Namine's telling everyone th-that I—" he started, his voice quivering.

"What, Roxas?"

"Sh-she's telling everyone that I forced her to have sex with me! And that I dumped her after I got what I wanted!" a fresh batch of tears appeared in his eyes.

I. Was. Pissed.

"She…what…?" I said, attempting to keep my temper from flaring outward.

He whimpered. "Axel, I could get expelled for this! What if some teachers here about it?"

I put a hand on his shoulder. "Shh, Roxy, it's okay, that's not gonna happen. And even if it does, she's got no evidence. It didn't happen. And everyone knows that you're not capable of something like that."

I cradled his face with one of my hands. A tear rolled out and I wiped away with my thumb. "Roxy…it's gonna be okay. I promise," I said gently. He never took his eyes off my face. He whimpered again and surprised me by wrapping his arms around me.

I wasn't sure what was with him lately. He was never a very touchy or physical person, but I definitely wasn't complaining. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and buried my face in his hair, slowly breathing in the scent. It was delicious.

I felt him start to pull away, but he froze halfway. Right in front of my face.

I stopped breathing.

I don't know what possessed me to do what I did. Maybe it was sympathy for him, in his time of need. Maybe I was crazy. Or maybe I was just crazy about him. But for whatever reason, I will never regret doing what I did.

I leaned forward an inch, testing myself and him, and he closed his eyes. I slowly leaned in another inch, pausing again.

Roxas was the one to close the gap between our lips.