So I don't know if you guys will or not but I actually like this chapter. I'm surprised that I can actually manage to amuse myself sometimes with my writing but then I realize it's not so much me as the imaginings of these characters actually doing/saying these things. But entertaining nonetheless! Please enjoy!

Axel stared down at his hand, rubbing his thumb over the now dry ink. He pondered silently if he really did have morals.

"So you gonna call him or what?" Marly asked with a small smirk as he priced a row of lubricants. Axel scowled at him.

"No he's just a kid."

"Honey that 'kid' hasn't really been a kid in ages." Axel could only roll his eyes. He knew that on some level, in some way Marluxia was right. The kid wasn't really a kid. He had a boy's body. He had a baby face. His voice wasn't deep and manly. He even laughed like a child. But the kid wasn't a kid. Roxas had more experience with sex than Marluxia and Axel combined which was surprising considering the rich bubble Axel assumed he had grown up in. He could only make the assumption this was his way of lashing out against what had been set up for him, his predestined path.

"Yea but still...he's fourteen."

"Fifteen in two weeks!" Axel rolled his eyes again and looked back at his hand, wishing he hadn't told Marluxia everything. "Come on. Just give him a call. For some very disturbing reason, this seems to be eating you up inside."

"It's not. It's just...I fucked up with Demyx so bad and...now Roxas..."

"What? You already fucked it up with Roxas?"

"Listen, there's nothing between me and the kid except one night that no one is going to mention ever again. Ever." Marluxia just waved his hand in dismissal as he started down the other side of the aisle, marking the sales prices on all the flower scented sex oils. "I'm not kidding. I refuse to get arrested for a mistake."

"Ha! You're a pedophile! That's no mistake. I coulda called that when we were freshmen and you were still flirting with the twelve year olds." Axel furrowed his brow in frustration and leaned back against the shelves.

"Hey! Axel god dammit! Do something! You're at work!" Both Marluxia and Axel looked down the aisle to see their boss standing at the end, fuming and stressed as always.

"Yea yea. Fine." The redhead just flipped his hand.

"Geez Vex, you really need a vacay." Marly said with a smirk, refocusing his attention on the oils.

"Marluxia just shut up and price the damn oils."

"Yes sir." He saluted and pulled the trigger on his price gun a few times. Vexen groaned and stormed for the back office.

"Jesus I will never understand how such an uptight asshole ended up owning a sex shop." Red hair shook side to side as Marly laughed lightheartedly.

"Who the fuck knows? Maybe he's a real freak in bed. Whips and chains and the whole shabang." Axel shuddered lightly at the thought of his boss, the annoyingly high strung blonde, secured to his bed post with chains being spanked by a man dressed in black leather.

"Don't wanna think about it. I'm just gonna go man the register or something. Something far away from his office and far away from you and your unpleasant imaginings." Axel saluted now as Marluxia raised the price gun to his temple and pulled the trigger. Axel merely chuckled and shook his head as he walked to the front. He leaned lazily against the wooden countertop, occasionally glancing at the door for a customer. It was only one in the afternoon and the freaks do come out at night, so naturally the store was empty. The redhead let his mind wander. He thought of Demyx and how he still felt horrible. He thought of Dem's brother for some reason, feeling bad that he couldn't remember his name. And then the kid wriggled through. Did age really matter?

Yes.

He thought with irritation as he shoved his thumbs in his eyes, making the kid's words come to mind.

"You're gonna go blind doing that."

He retracted his hands and looked at them, limply hanging. He looked dead. He let his mind drift again. What if the kid wasn't only fourteen, fifteen in two weeks? What if the kid was Demyx's age? Axel smirked and realized there was no harm in imagining. He leaned his head back, remembering that the kid was pretty good. And funny. At least semi entertaining if not a a prime example of society gone wrong. And he wasn't easy. He argued. And he didn't just do as he was told. Axel's smirk widened. Until he heard the ding of the door opening. His head shot back up and he looked to see a fairly young man in the doorway, probably roughly the same age as himself, only slightly shorter and much more muscular.

"Hey. Can I help you?" The man in the doorway looked over at Axel and smirked.

"Sure." The redhead felt his face start to turn red and automatically felt stupid.

"Ok uh what do you need?"

"Flavored condoms." Axel cleared his throat to the other man's amusement. "You have pina colada?"

"Uh yea. Sure. Want me to go grab 'em?"

"Yea that'd be great." The man looked at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. Axel walked down an aisle and quickly grabbed the condoms. "You don't mind me asking but you look like someone I know."

"Lemme guess. You know Reno?" Axel asked as he started to ring up for the latex DickEnHolder. Such a classy name for a brand.

"Yea! Then you're--" The man stopped himself and Axel narrowed his eyes at him. "Um Axel." He finished with a smirk and the redhead nodded.

"Yea. Hi."

"Hey, I'm Leon." Leon stuck his hand out and Axel grasped it and shook it firmly. The brunette smirked. "Strong hands." Axel started to turn red again. He looked down at the cash register.

"Yea. Um. Ten fifty four."

"Jesus." Leon murmured and pulled out his wallet. He handed him a twenty and grabbed the condoms. "Keep the change."

"Oh no, it's..." But Leon was already leaving the shop, walking towards a car and leaning his head down into the window. Axel watched as the brunette looked back and smirked at him, raising his hand to wave before walking around and getting into the driver's seat and driving away. "What the fuck's with that guy?" He quietly asked himself and uncomfortably watched the window for a minute or so before returning to his imagination.

Ahahaha. Vexen owns a sex shop! =3 And now Leon has met Axel. Bwahahaha. And Axel has met Leon, not that he knows the significance of Leon right now. I have a feeling he'll know soon enough. =D