AN: And welcome to part 2 of my Thirty Kisses challenge. :3 I hope this one brings about 'aww's and laughter, because that's what I'm good at. Anyway, here we go!

Part Eleven - Gardenia

Demyx hated this game. He hated it so much. He growled and wrestled with his DS, wriggling around and whining at it. He'd stay in bed for hours and play it, but he never got any better, it seemed. It took him forever to do what he was trying to do, and by the time he actually got through with it, he felt like an idiot for not getting it sooner.

"Still playing Pokemon: Platinum, Demyx?" Axel cooed from the bathroom.

"Shaddup!" Demyx called back, pouting. "I'm still stuck at Gardenia's gym! It's so stupid!" That damned clock would kill him.

"Then come in here and I'll help you." Because Axel was a whiz at video games, and he'd already beaten it, despite not liking Platinum.

Demyx headed in and caught his lover in the bath, instantly forgetting his game and moving over to kiss his lips. "Baby...y-you know...water..."

"Water fetishhh~" Axel grinned darkly, tugging the boy into the large bath tub with him.

Part Twelve - In A Good Mood

Axel nearly bounced through the house, dancing with random objects as he searched out his lover. He hummed under his breath, setting things down in random places after picking them up. He spun into the bedroom, dancing his whole way and laughing as he fell onto the bed. Demyx, meanwhile, pouted and lay there, staring at his redhead with a deeper pout coming to his lips. "Don't touch me."

He knew what Axel was up to. The redhead frowned a little. "C'mon, Mr. Grumpybutt. Just because you're about to pop doesn't mean we can't have a good time together."

"I'm eight months pregnant and you and I both know that I can't have sex anymore without killing the baby."

"Aww, baby, it won't be that bad! C'monnnn~"

"No." Axel did, however, lean up and kiss his lips.

"I said DO NOT TOUCH ME!" Demyx cried, "If you can see around the baby belly, you'll see why."

Part Thirteen - Excessive Chain

...Clank.

"Axel?"

..

"Axel! Stop fooling around! You already know the darkness scares me!"

. Clankclankclank. Screeeeeeeeetch.

"AXEELLLLLLLLLLL!"

Clank. Silence.

"...Axey?" This time it was whimpered.

When Axel emerged from the forest around them, Demyx nearly screamed before beating him in the helmet. "STUPID PYRAMID HEAD! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE CHAINS! I NEVER SAW CHAINS! GET RID OF THEM!"

Axel hefted the helmet and set it down beside himself, pouting a little and leaning forward.

"At least my costume's more scary than a witch." He kissed him as he spoke, nuzzling against him gently.

"At least I'm...nevermind." Sexy was one thing that could definitely describe Pyramid Head and Axel.

Part Fourteen - Radio-Cassette Player

"Ugh! Work! C'moooon~ Work for me, little buddy!" Demyx cried, trying hard to convince the object before him to work. He had a tape that he wanted to listen to, because Demyx was so oldschool, but his player wouldn't work. It was driving him absolutely nuts, to say the least.

"Dem...what're you doing with that dinosaur?" Axel questioned, arriving in the room to see what all the fuss was about.

"...I'm trying to get Godzilla here to work, because I want to listen to a tape."

"....a tape. Dem...it's called a CD player."

"Well, I have this tape that Id on't have a CD for, and the songs aren't on my iPod, so just shush and let me do this." He felt a kiss on the top of his head.

"Fine, have fun with Barney."

Part Fifteen - Perfect Blue

"Isn't it amazing, Axey?" Demyx questioned brightly, nearly bouncing where he lay beside the redhead on the hill. "It's so pretty."

"Dem...it's the sky." So what? It was huge, blue, and full of puffy white stuff. What was so amazing about that?

"But look how pretty it is...the clouds can even look like weird things. Like that one! It looks like a dragon!" Axel simply wrote it off as Demyx being ADD. "Axe...it's the most perfect shade of blue today. I'm glad I got to share it with you."

This caught Axel offguard, and he turned a little to look at his companion, finding lips pressed against his.

"I really am...that's my favorite color up there."

Part Sixteen - Invincible; Unrivaled

It was nights like these that Axel felt he was invincible. There was nothing that could drag him down and everything was under control, while still being wild, stupid, and completely awesome. Demyx had dragged him up to the cliff in their town, overlooking everything, and both boys were buzzed. They shared kiss after kiss, played games of drunken tag and hide-and-go-seek. When it was Demyx's turn to count, Axel would call out random numbers to confuse him, and he ended up counting to ten for twenty minutes.

Nights like these were unrivaled, because they were filled with loving affection and kisses. Kisses went everywhere; head, foot, chest, stomach, arms, hands, anywhere. Once Demyx had found Axel, who was hiding behind the car and giggling like a madman, he tackled him. Clinging to him on the dirt floor, he kissed at his lips, finding a tongue expecting him.

Part Seventeen - Kilohertz

Axel swore that someday, Demyx's music, blaring like that, would break the sound barrier. The blond liked it loud and heavy, so he always turned it up until he could no longer hear the neighbors complaining. That was always a good thing, after all. Couldn't have them bothering him in the middle of his music immersion.

However, one day Axel decided it was time to figure out the frequency of these events. Something had to be done, after all. It took him a while, but he figured out it would end up being Kilohertz. He didn't really know the number, or if there even was a number involved, because he'd never really worked with it before, but...he didn't care. Not knowing what you were doing was amazing, in his eyes.

Heading into the bedroom, he pushed Demyx over onto the floor and clambered over the sitar in his arms, kissing his lips.

"Your kilos are hurting." He whispered, and both males seemed lost as to what that meant.

Part Eighteen - "Say Ahhhh...."

Demyx hated the Dentist. Hatedhatedhated it. Could not stand the dentist. He was so freaky and prying around in his mouth and it was just creepy and he hated it. The only one allowed in his mouth was Axel, so this was not working well.

"Come on, Demyx, say ahh..." The dentist tried again, but to no avail.

"Mnm." He wouldn't even open his mouth to talk. By this time, they'd been here for an hour, and Axel was bored. He decided to get this going, and crawled on top of Demyx.

"Demy, baby, say ahhhhh..." He cooed in his most sensual tone. Demyx's mouth dropped and before the dentist could get to it, Axel had that sweet mouth plundered. Once he had Demyx plenty hot and bothered, he pulled back and up off the chair; the poor blond was panting hard.

The dentist was then able to do his work while Axel continued to distract Demyx, touching and playing over his sensitive spots.

Part Nineteen - Red

"Axel...are you really wearing that to the party?" Demyx questioned, looking at his lover. He wore tight black jeans that nearly had Demyx clamoring to get them off again, and a bright red muscle shirt.

"Uh, yeah! I just found my favorite shirt, you ain't tellin' me to take it off." And the younger male knew he couldn't do anything about it.

"But...it's like your hair spread onto your chest." It was at this moment that Axel realized the exact shade that they both had in common. He chuckled.

"Well, then. As long as I match." He moved over and pecked his lover's lips. "You'd better get dressed, too, Dem. Can't go naked." He gently squeezed his side before walking past Demyx to the bathroom to adjust his spikes.

Part Twenty - The Road Home

Demyx had been lost for what seemed like years. He didn't know what wrong turn he'd taken, but somehow he had lost his way, and now he wandered about, searching for his home and his lover. Thoughts of Axel leaving him entered his mind, but eventually he was okay with this. It was his own fault.

The road home had been trecherous. He'd battled rapists, crazy British law students Hell-bent on having sex with him, strange men in vans offering him candy, and, most of all, rabid fangirls. It had taken him months to reach his town, but once he was there he knew exactly how to get to where he was going. When he threw open the apartment door, though, he didn't find Axel anywhere.

The search continued; Demyx scoured the whole town for Axel, but there were none in this town, it seemed. He had managed to get a hold of his cousin, Riku, and spoke to him briefly about where Axel had gone off to.

"He went to find you."

Cute as it was, he hated it. Returning to the apartment, cold and alone, Demyx hopped in the shower to try and calm himself down. There was nothing more he could do about it, after all. What could he do but wait until Axel gave up and came back home to find his lover already asleep in their bed?

Without realizing it, Demyx had left the front door open. Axel was worried when he returned home; he charged into the house, something sharp in hand, ready to defend his home from the intruder.

However, when he ripped back the curtain on the shower, his jaw dropped and the knife in his hand followed.

"D-demyx?!" He cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Axel!" Demyx replied loudly, suddenly being tackled into the shower wall. A harsh, loving, passionate kiss was pressed to his lips and Demyx returned it with reciprocated feelings. He clung to his lover, legs wrapping around him. Neither seemed to care that Axel's clothing was rapidly reaching sopping on the scale of wet; they just cared about each other at the moment.

AN: I hope those were a good follow-up for the first chapter. :3 I hope to get this story completed this weekend, just because it's a lot simpler than an actual chapter story. :3