Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.

Pairings: Axel/Roxas

Author's Note:So this was supposed to be on the end of the first chapter, but for some reason the break in the text wasn't showing. So here it is, as a short chapter 2. Enjoy

A week later, as Axel made his usual trip towards his favourite DJ, he caught a flash of familiar movement. The crowd parted, and there was Roxas, hisRoxas, dancing like wildfire up on stage. Xigbar looked miffed.

Well, this was new. He ducked into the booth,

Bypassing formalities, he swept an arm across the debris, and cleared a space for their customary buds. Demyx was talking to some unknown randomer. 'Inferior!' His mind shouted in glee, Dem had bigger things to talk about than some generic club goer's requests! Without warning, he span the swivel chair around, and boomed directly into Dem's face.

"He's on STAGE, motherfuckaaa!" It took every ounce of his manliness not to burst into a fit of ecstatic giggling. "I told him he should do that! I told him!"

"Excuse… me…?" The stranger held up a hand, baffled. Axel grinned at him like a madman, eyes gleaming, and he made a hasty retreat.

Demyx cracked a smile, "Seriously? That's so awesome. He's great, isn't he!"

Axel watched Roxas rotate his hips in a way that made his brain melt out of his ears.

"… Garrr." He rasped intelligently. The spotlight made his hair shine, and Axel knew his sky blue shirt would match his eyes perfectly. As part of his mind noted how flexiblehe was, another part, not completely lost to the haze of lustful daydreams, suddenly realised something very important.

He grabbed Demyx by the shoulders, and for the second time, bellowed into his shocked face.

"He KNEW!"

Baffled, Demyx blinked slowly. "Wha – "

"He knew!He knew I was watching!"

"… So?"

"So he kept going!"

"And…?"

"For weeks!"

"Which means…?

"ROXAS IS TOTALLY GAY FOR ME!"

Axel was pretty sure he was having a religious experience. He'd reached Enlightenment. Nirvana.

"Axel, I don't think – "

"Please, that's as good as 'TAKE ME NOW!'"

They both stared out at the stage, where Roxas was dancing away, completely unaware of his impending doom.

Demyx glanced up at his friend, and had the good grace to be thankful he wasn't targeted. Axel was licking his lips slowly, all manner of devious things clearly running through his mind at breakneck speed.

"Axel… what are you going to do?"

Axel looked like all his dreams had come true at once. "I'm going to molest him so fucking hard he won't even know what's happening!" He rubbed his hands together, cackling gleefully. "Quickly! Hand me my beer! There's seducing to be done!"

Demyx passed him the bottle. "What if you're wrong though? What if – "

"All in good time, Demmy Boy." Axel clearly wasn't listening. He was away, leaping over the booth's door, and stalking straight through the crowds, eyes locked on Roxas like he was the only other person in the room.

Demyx internally wished Roxas the best of luck… it looked like he was going to need it. With a smile, he turned back to his station. He knew exactly what he wanted to play next.