AN: I am so fecking tired. (That's my new word of the week, fecking. Yeah, every once in a while, fucking sounds weird in my mind so it will change to something different. I have a weird mind) Anyway, I think my Apeiraphobia is starting to catch up with me because I can't even go to the damn bathroom at night without having to make a mad dash back to my room, then trying to tell myself to calm down before I have another panic attack. Yeah...Anyway, enough ranting about that. This chapter does not start where the last chapter left off, so sorry for those expecting that. I love the poem I'm Nobody! Who are you? and have often thought of it in reference to the Nobodies of Kingdom Hearts. Oh, and I figured out that I did have the profanity filter on. Silly me. Sorry to the people I chewed out. To ze reviewers!

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Love ya'll! Random note: I have to draw Axel with Pocky!!!!! I must, seriously. I've been drawing Akuroku and such like crazy these past few days. I'm out of paper as it is now and I can't find my colored pencils. (Woe is me) But fear not for I shall be heading to the crafts store just as soon as my mom gets home because it's too far to walk and I can't drive. On with ficcy!

Disclaimer: (Witty disclaimer goes here. I'm too tired to actually think of one.) I don't own Kingdom Hearts or Emily Dickinson's wonderful poem.


"What are you doing?"

Roxas looked up from the paper he was staring at intently into the face of Axel. He couldn't help but remember the day that he'd finally succeeded in getting Axel to kiss him. Well…the first time they were both coherent enough to really know what was going on. Either way, Axel had finally agreed to give it a chance, so as of a week ago they were officially a couple. Well, maybe officially was too strong a word. Actually, nobody else knew. And that was just fine for both of them.

"Nothing much," Roxas replied, grabbing a strawberry Pocky and sticking it in his mouth in that oh-so-adorable way, "Just working on a homework assignment. We have to give an opinion on what we think this poem means or whatever. Like I'd have any idea."

"Well, which poem is it? Maybe I can help?" Axel sat down next to him and craned his neck, trying to get a look at the paper.

"It's called 'I'm Nobody! Who are you?' You ever hear of it?"

The redhead shook his head slowly. "No, never. Why don't you read it out loud to me?"

Roxas shrugged. "Fine. Don't know if you'll have much more luck than I did, but you can try." He took the Pocky out of his mouth and cleared his throat.

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

The blonde looked up to find Axel staring at him. "Axel?" The redhead raised his eyebrows. "So, what do you think?"

"Well, uh…" the redhead drummed his fingers on the table, "I think…that I shouldn't be helping you with your homework."

"Aw, come on!" Roxas whined. "Maybe I just want to hear your opinion, what about that?"

"I seriously doubt that." Axel rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll tell you." He smirked slightly. "I think…that the speaker is trying to say that they like being unnoticed. Or, a Nobody. And this part, the next three lines in the first stanza, it's saying that the speaker doesn't want anyone to know about finding another Nobody, because then they would become a Somebody."

"Why would that be a bad thing? Isn't everyone out to become a Somebody?"

"Only true Somebodies want that you see. In the second stanza, the speaker is explaining that Somebodies always have to keep up with appearances. In effect, they work too hard. But the Nobodies, they're free to do what they want and not get caught because the Somebodies don't notice them."

Roxas stared at him. "You sure you've never seen this poem before?"

Axel chuckled and nodded. "I'm just good at this kind of stuff. You gonna share that?"

The blonde slid the box of Pocky over to the redhead and watched as he took one out and bit into it vigorously until it was gone, causing him to chuckle. "You're not supposed to eat it like that, idiot. You're supposed to savor it." He smirked and stared down at the poem again. Huh…Nobodies…

"Something wrong there, Roxy?"

Roxas shook his head. "Nah, I was just thinking. About what you said, the Nobodies…I think that's us."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well, both of us are pretty much the lonely type, right? And…well, that part about finding another Nobody…" He glanced up at the redhead, who was smiling.

"Ya know," he said, grabbing another Pocky, "I think you're right."

Roxas smirked. "Pocky's best when it's shared, Aku."

"Well, you'd better hurry before it's all gone, then shouldn't you?" Teasingly, Axel took a small bite out of the Pocky.

Never taking his eyes off the strawberry-coated treat, Roxas stood up and walked around the table to Axel's chair. He straddled the redhead's hips and wrapped his arms around his neck before leaning in and covering the Pocky with his mouth.

They had never actually gone very far. A bit of making out, some groping on Roxas' part. But nothing more. Axel said that he wanted to take it slow so Roxas wouldn't get overwhelmed. The truth of the matter was simply that the blonde didn't want to take things slow. And today, he was going to speed things up a little.

He moaned intentionally into the redhead's mouth, adding tongue into the mix. He slid his hands under the purple tank that Axel had chosen for that day. He had almost gotten it off when…

"What are you doing, Roxy?"

Roxas growled in frustration. Every single time he tried to go to the next level, Axel stopped. "What the hell do you think I'm doing? I'm TRYING to have sex with my boyfriend."

Axel sighed and ruffled his hair. "You know what I said before. You're too young still. You're not ready for it."

"Who says I'm not ready?" The blonde glared at him. "I think I'm plenty ready. Besides, it's my body. Who are you to say when I'm not ready, huh?"

"Ah geez. Roxy…"

"Don't 'Roxy' me. What is it, huh? You said you liked me, why don't you want to have sex with me?"

"I already told you…"

"But that's not the only reason, is it?"

Axel blinked. He had said it before, the kid was sharp. But telling him the truth might not be such a great idea.

"Is it…is it because you still love Demyx?"

Damn him. Being smart would get him hurt one day. But the truth had already been exposed, so the redhead could do nothing but nod.

"I knew it…" the blonde sighed. He climbed off of Axel's lap. "I think I'm gonna go take a nap."

Every time. Every single time he tried to do a little good, he ended up making things worse. He must be cursed or something, to have this much bad luck. Sighing, Axel stood up, running his fingers through his hair exasperatedly. Actually, a nap sounded pretty good.

A few hours later, Roxas snuck out of his room and looked around. Axel was gone. That meant he had probably gone to sleep. Good. Sneaking quietly over to the door to Axel's room, Roxas opened it slightly. "Axel?"

No answer. Probably asleep.

He tiptoed over to the lump on the bed and was treated to a view of Axel's face. He stared for a few minutes before climbing in and straddling the redhead's waist. Axel, being a light sleeper, blinked sleepily at him.

"Roxas? What are you…?"

"Shhh…" Roxas silenced him with a searing kiss.

Axel, still half asleep, kissed back. Roxas had him down to his boxers before he woke up completely.

"Whoa, whoa! Roxas…!"

"What!? Did I interrupt some dream you were having of Demyx?!" His eyes quivered with rage. "This is the only way I can actually get you to do something!"

"I-I just…Roxy, that's not the best way to go about it…"

"Fuck you! Axel, you're supposed to WANT to do this with me. You're not supposed to push me away all the time and treat me like some little kid!" He scrunched up his face, trying to keep the tears from falling. "Dammit, I am ready for it…so, why?"

Axel sighed. "Roxas…you may be ready but…I'm not. Look, I well and truly loved Demyx. That's not something I'm going to get over so easily." He stroked the younger boy's cheek gently. "You just…have to be patient, okay?"

Roxas thought about protesting. He could have, actually. But he was tired and didn't want to fight. Instead, he buried his face in the crook of Axel's neck.

"Fine," he mumbled, "I'll be patient. But just remember: You promised it would happen. So don't go ditching me or anything like that. Got it?"

Axel smirked and stroked the younger boy's hair. "Of course."