Heya, time for Threats. Thanks for all of the nice compliments! It means so much! Dang, I feel like a princess. Oh, and I might be posting this on DA, I'm kinda on and off about it.

Since I'm finally at 100 reviews, I'm doing a one shot for the 100th reviewer (if they want me to). And for everyone else I'm gonna make sure Axel and Roxas move along a quite a bit in their relationship, meaning they can actually stand each other's presence. I hope you likies it. :)

Last chappie Roxas got nails in his bed. He patched himself up and went to Sora (who knows about his being gay and all), and he declared war. They went to Ven, and they agreeded on plan number 24 (KIT-KATSORATWIX193-YOU WERE RIGHT IN WHAT IT IS) I left off with another extremely annoying cliffy. Haha, no, this won't be a cliffy, I'm not that mean.

THERE'S NOT MUCH ACTION IN THIS CHAPTER, MAINLY AXEL AND ROX WORKING SOME THINGS OUT! :)

I hope this is jizz in your pants aweomse, but not the kind I usually give you. This is more of a serious jizz, you know?

Axel's flame red hair appeared. His eyes flitted to the brown bag I held in my hand, then to my face which bore a devious grin. Axel put his hands up and began to back away, but it was too late, the bag was flying threw the air, leaving a trail of fowl stench in its wake. The bag hit his face and it exploded. I chuckled. The chunks of dog crap I collected slid off of his face and onto his clothes, then they hit the floor. Bits of the brown bag remained in the poop, but I was more focused on his horrified facial expression than anything else.

Axel turned around and walked away from me, probably to the bathroom. I heard a click and then water came rushing from the faucet. I made my way to the bathroom and saw him taking off his shirt and splashing water onto his face. Axel's face was pale and his lips were pursed. I leaned against the door frame, waiting for him to blow up. He didn't. Axel scrubbed at his face with soap for what seemed like hours. On his face were pink lines from his nails digging into his skin. He shut off the water and bent down low to pick up his ruined shirt. He threw it into the trash bin and walked past me and to his bed without saying a word.

Strange...

I walked over to his bed and stared at him, trying to make him say something. He didn't, he looked at me once, snorted, then picked up his magazine. I walked away from him and sat on my own bed. I stared at Axel as if he was just pretending to be fine with it. I bit my lip and crossed my arms.

"Um, do you want to say anything?" I ask him. Axel puts down his magazine and flips over onto his stomach so he could look at me. He studies me for what seems like forever, his green eyes seemingly memorized every detail of my body. I glared at him, and he stopped staring.

"You went too far," He says. I scoff and shake my head at him. I was the one who went to far? What I did was just child's play compared to what he did!

"Yeah, a face full of shit is just so much worse than being punctured by five nails," I say sarcastically. Axel rolls his eyes.

"Yes, my potentially dieing is worse than some cuts that will heal," He says back to me. I roll my eyes as a response to his remark. My eyes settle back on him.

"I could have gotten tetanus! That's serious!" I shout back at him. Axel shrugs.

"They weren't rusty nails though," He says back to me. I glare. He proved a point. Damn him.

"What if they were-" I start, but he cuts me off.

"But they weren't," He says back. I frown.

"Yeah, but if..." I trail off, no longer having the will to talk to him anymore due to the fact that Axel rasied an eyebrow.

"I thought so," He says. He picked up his magazine and begins reading it again. I purse my lips and watch him. I notice just how much he was acting like the Axel I knew in Twilight Town, not the jerk that turned on me in Destiny Islands.

"You're so different," I say without meaning to. Damn, I have always had the problem. You know, the problem where you say pretty much everything to mind, it's pretty embarrassing if you ask me. Axel puts his magazine down and looks at me. His eyes show a hint of annoyance, but the way his eyebrows are furrowing tell me something completely different.

"What?" He asks me. I rub my neck. What else can I say, I can't exactly lie and say this his eyes are purple now, can I?

"Well, you know, you changed a lot from Twilight Town. I mean, well, to put it bluntly, you're a dick now," I say. Axel nods, and for some reason doesn't even yell at me when I called him a dick. Strange, strange things are happening here tonight.

"You changed to," He said to me. I look away from him in a pointed fashion, annoyed at his obvious lie.

"I did not," I say to him. Axel laughs.

"Yeah, you did," He says to me.

"NO! You were the one to change!" I shout back to him.

"You're still stubborn as hell though," He says. I gasp and turn to look at him, glaring openly. Axel takes one look at my face and laughs harder than he had in well, ever.

"I'm not stubborn! I've never been stubborn!" I say back to him. Axel nods his head in a sarcastic manner.

"Yeah, you are. Don't even try to deny it, it's a lost cause," He says. I scoff anf roll my eyes. Fuck Axel and all of the people who accuse me of being stubborn. I know I'm not.

"Whatever, I have more important things to do," I say. I stand up off of my bed and walk to my desk. I open the drawers and take out a piece of paper and a pen. I un cap it and begin to draw something, not really paying attention to what it was. I heard the bed groan and I felt Axel's presence behind me. The hairs on the side of my arms prickled, it was probably a defense mechanism. My body loves me enough to warn me when danger is near.

I cover up the paper quickly and glare at Axel.

"What do you want?" I ask him. Axel scoffs and grabs the edge of the paper that I had let out in the open. I get up and run after him.

"Hey! Give that back, it's mine!" I shout at him. Axel ignores me and keeps his head bent low to the paper. When I started making grabs for it though, he lifted it high above his head. I groaned and began slapping him in a somewhat girlish manner. To fix that Axel simply held an outstretched arm to my head. His arms were so long and mine were so short that I wasn't able to land any hits. After a while, I just stopped trying.

After what seemed like forever Axel let his arm fell and I fell into his side. Since he wasn't wearing a shirt, I had the misfortune of having my face planted against his skin. I backed away immediately and glared at him, holding my hand out. Axel placed the paper in my hand and walked away from me. He flopped onto his bed and shook his head at me.

"You are some weird kid," He said. My undeniable curiosity got the better of me and I dared to look at the paper. It was a picture of two stick figures. One of them was obviously me and the other was an undeniable Axel. My stick figure was awesome, I mean, he had Axel's head in his hands. Axel's headless body lay on the ground with blood pouring out of the stump.

"I didn't know what I was drawing," I say. I was telling the truth, I don't lie, I'm not that kind of person. Well, I'm usually not that type of person. Axel scoffed.

"Right," He says in obvious disbelief. I pout.

"I'm telling the truth!" I say back to him.

"Why should I believe you?" He asks me.

"I'm asking the same thing," I say back to him. Axel looks me up and down.

"Because," He says, not bothering to elaborate.

"Because, why?" I ask him. Axel doesn't say anything for a while, and I'm just about to make my way to my own bed. That's when Axels says something.

"I'm you friend, that's why," He syas. I roll my eyes. He must be delusional if he thinks that he is anywhere near being my friend.

"You must be stupid if you think that. I would never be friends with a homophobe," I say to him. Axel nods.

"I guess you have a point. But technically, I can't be a homophobe if I'm gay," He says to me.

"Right, right. So you just joined the group with the biggest homophobes ever because you're gay," I say skeptically. Axel shakes his head.

"It's not that simple," He says. Oooh, consider me intrigued.

"Go on," I say to him.

"Well, I joined because Demyx wanted me to. I mean, I had you know, had a thing for him since way back when. I never told him about me because he's homophobic, I couldn't live without my best friend, I needed him in my life. The Organization isn't just some kind of group you can join without doing anything, you need to do two things. The first, you had to do something extreme that would definately ruin the life of someone, preferably homosexual. If you can do that, the second thing is easy, you get a tattoo of a number in roman numerals. You could choose any number you wanted and I chose mine because that was half of the age you were when I left.

"When I came here, man, the only real connection I had was Demyx. I didn't want more, I needed more. We had a run in with the Organization while they were painting on a subway. They had a liking for Dem, and he got in real quick. I took longer to get in though. I took about ten tries until I got it right. You were my last resort Roxas, I never wanted to tell anyone those things, but I had to do it if I was going to fit in. Do you get it?" He asks me. I shrug. I get parts of it, like trying to fit in and all, but there are still some parts that are foggy to me.

"Why did you keep acting like you hated me? You didn't have to," I say back to him. Axel smiles bitterly.

"Don't forget, I've been pretending to hate all homosexuals for a long time, it's hard to just drop something like that. I would've never done that to you Roxas under any other circumstances. You know what it's like though, being desperate to fit in with everyone else?" He asks me. I nod. I know that feeling all to well. Way too many times. Nearly every day back home. I wanted my brain to be wired like everyone elses, I wanted to like girls and not boys, I didn't want to be ridiculed for how I was made.

"Yeah, I do. That part is the easiest to understand in some ways, but it's still the hardest to deal with," I reply. Axel looks down to the floor and I make my way to his bed. I sit on his bed next to him, not saying anything.

"Do you still hate me?" He asks me, looking up. His eyes seemed wetter than what would have been normal, but I ignored it. I shake my head.

"It's neutral. You have a lot of things to make up for," I say to him. Axel nods and looks down again, hanging his head in his hands.

"I ruined my life so much," He says quietly. I don't say anything back to him, but I put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Axel made a sound that was a cross between a chicken dying and a baby crying. I patted his shoulders as his body shook. I looked at him, I mean, I really did look at him. Axel was my best friend. I told him everything and in return he told me the thing he had kept to himself for years. He dealed with his own problems, they weren't as extreme as my own. Axel is a broken person.

"No, you didn't. You had everything I wanted. You fit in and you actually had friends," I say to him. Axel looks up at me and is eyes are obviously red.

"I didn't feel like I fit in though. I felt like a duck in a herd of cows. My life wasn't as perfect as it seemed," He replies.

"I can relate," I say back to him. Axel looks away for a second, then back at me.

"Why did God make us like this? Why would he want for people to suffer?" He asks. I smile at him, remembering what my Dad had told me once.

"It's God's way of telling you that you're one of a kind, and whoever gets to love you is one heck of a lucky person," I say. Axel's eyes search my face and a small smile graces his lips.

For a second, it seems like life truly is perfect.

DONE! I hope you liked this! So, was it good enough, or was it bad? Did you not like how I made Roxas stop hating him with his whole being?

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