Disclaimer: See chapter one because I still don't own anything.

Chapter 2

Barely a week had passed since the night in Halloweentown but he already felt closer to her than anyone before. His "love" for Roxas had been just as powerful but Roxas usually kept him at arm's length. Most of the other members of the Organization approved of them being together solely because they no longer had to find excuses to avoid him. The only one who had a problem with their union was Larxene. That was to be expected. He was well aware of the fact that it would take her a long time to simmer down, if she ever did. Even though he had pushed her into the long sleep, she still had a crush him. It seemed insane to everyone but they wrote it off as one of her many oddities.

"Ax," he heard the quiet voice call from somewhere in the mansion. He closed his eyes so he could focus enough to locate her. After a moment he appeared in the hall in front of her room.

"What's going on," he asked a little concerned from the other side of the door.

"I wanna be with you right now," she spoke quietly after stepping out of her room, blushing from the realization that he was not in his cloak. He stood before her in a simple pair of black boxers.

"Your room or mine," he smiled, not at all bothered by his lack of clothing or her eyes moving over him.

"Yours," she flushed cherry red, looking off to the side when she caught her self looking him over.

"Let's go. I can put more clothes on when we get there if you like..." His voice trailed off as a grin pulled at the corners of his lips.

"Umm... yeah... no... I," her eyes fell to the floor. He wondered silently why she still blushed. It seemed to him that in, at least in some ways, they both had their emotions intact.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about," he spoke, raising her face with one finger until she was looking him in the eye. It was almost a ritual since she appeared in the Land that Never Was. "I belong to you and you alone. This is yours to look if you like. If not, well I have a closet right there." He nodded toward the furnishing and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. She blinked a couple of times as what he said sunk in.

"Um... stay that way then," she flushed again. Whether she had been that shy as a person or if it was one of the changes she had undergone when she became a Nobody, he could not say. It really did not matter because for the moment he had no real way of knowing.

He nodded and opened a portal. Without a word they made their way back to his room through it. Kyotox seemed genuinely surprised at his spotless room. The reaction was what he had been anticipating since she had missed his days of rebellion. If she had seen him eliminate the other members it would have been obvious that he was highly organized and methodical. For him everything need to be in order and harmony, at least when it came objects. He was completely capable of thinking outside of the box and his thoughts. Actions did not require the same order physical objects in his opinion. He watched as she stood by his bed looking it over for a moment before she sat on the edge of the over sized bed.

The only places in the castle that were not white were the bedrooms. Each member had taken the care to create their own space to suit their purposes and preferences. Axel chose a very light blue-grey for the walls to get away from the blinding white and create a calming environment. From there he chose black and white as the colors for the rest of the room. The curtains on his window were a darker shade of blue than the walls. The comforter was black with subtle blue and white designs. He had white sheets to contrast with the comforter. The largest set of pillow cases was white, the slightly smaller pillows were black and the smallest were a few shades darker than the wall color, matching the curtains. The headboard, which was against the wall facing the door, was an intricate design in metal, also painted black. On the left side of his bed there was a reading corner with a black window bench and a white book case as well. The right side was the host of a white vanity with a black chair and his closet door. The accessories were either black or a slightly darker shade than the walls.

He waited few minutes as she took in the appearance of his room before taking a seat next to her. Though he felt her grey eyes on him, he kept his green ones focused on the wall in front of them.

"This is really nice," she spoke breaking the silence.

"Thank you... The others just say it's outta character for me but I just feel much more relaxed in here."

"Well, Axel... All you show them is the fire breathing dragon. They probably doubt you have the ability to relax," she laughed.

"Yeah, it probably is something like that," he laughed along with her. "I guess you have to take time to get to know someone before you know their true nature." A smile crossed his face as he looked at her.

"Definitely."

"So... What's under your cloak?" He teased her, making her cheeks flush again as she looked away.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Well you're seeing me in much less than my robe." A look, something like guilt crossed her face for a moment before the blush returned, brighter than before.

"I... Um... The usual stuff," her eyes were wide and her cheeks reddened to a deep burgundy. He grinned and kissed her deeply, making her forget for a moment that she had been thoroughly embarrassed. When their lips separated, her head found his shoulder.

"I could always decorate yours for you if you like," he spoke after a moment trying to break the awkward silence.

"I thought you wanted to see me disrobed," she flushed and turned toward the wall again, peeling her gloves off nervously.

"All in good time... You look rather uncomfortable though so don't rule it out."

She rolled her eyes. "You sure are a charmer."

"You love it... So, what's on your mind," he laid back on the bed as she shrugged out of her cloak, revealing a simple black tank top and the standard issue pants and boots.

"How do you stand not knowing who and what you were before," she asked.

"It never really bothered me much until Roxas started seeking himself out. That was when I realized that I truly no longer had any clue who I was as a somebody. It's not an easy thing to live with now. I wonder if things were easier then but since I have no idea where to look... well, I don't worry about it too much. Things aren't so bad here for me."

She nodded, seeming to understand in some way how he could be so lax about something so strange. The statements seemed to bring her some comfort. He pulled her back slowly to so that she was laying beside him. After a moment she rolled onto her side laying her head on his chest. The sounds of his breathing seemed to lull her into deep though. He traced small circles on her bare arm with his finger tips when he noticed the darkening of her features. The action seemed to comfort her some but she remained quiet.

They stayed that way until she fell asleep in the silence and depth of her thoughts. He carefully moved them into a more comfortable position before being overcome by sleep himself.

A/N: I apparently have a issue with writing in the third person view of one person only. I went back and worked out a few kinks in this chapter as well.

Please review!