To anyone who is reading my Axel one shots for his month, the Lex one will be terribly late. =\ Sorry but I flew home today/yesterday actually and didn't get home til after 11 and then I spent the rest of the night eating donuts and playing video games with my friend who I had missed terribly whilst I was gone and then tomorrow I register for school soooo ya. It'll be late...enjoy this!

There's nothing wrong with this. I'm not going to have sex with him again. This is just a phone call.

Axel took a deep breath and then immediately rolled his eyes. He was making way too big a deal out of this. His cell phone in one hand, the slightly smeared numbers on the other, he started to dial. He hoped it didn't ring too long, otherwise he was sure he could talk himself out of it.

What the fuck are you doing? You know exactly what's gonna happen if you call him and someone could call the cops and then you could go to jail and everyone knows what happens in jail and--

"Hello?" A groggy voice asked on the other end. Axel's eyes widened, completely at a loss for words. "Hello?" The voice said again in annoyance.

"Oh uh h-hi."

"Hi?"

"Hi." The voice on the other end sighed.

"Can you possibly enlighten me and tell me who the hell this is?" Axel smirked at the kid's words. He was amusing to say the least.

"Uh it's Axel."

"Oh." Was the only response he got. On the other end, Roxas sat up in bed, a little surprised at who had called him at...nine. It was only nine?

"Yea." Axel cleared his throat awkwardly, not sure what to say.

"Hi."

"Hi." The redhead grinned at the kid's awkwardness. "Anyways. I was thinking that maybe we could hang out some time." Roxas smirked.

"So basically you're saying my age doesn't matter."

"I'm saying that if we're just friends then your age doesn't matter, no."

"Just friends?"

"Yea, we could hang out and...I dunno. Do you wanna hang out?" The kid smirked again.

"Sure. We can hang out. Wanna do something tomorrow?"

"Yea, sounds good. I'll pick you up at like four?"

"'Kay, see ya then."

They both hung up with smiles on their faces, each having their own idea of what would happen. Roxas stretched his arms above his head. He was awake now.

"Who was that?" Leon mumbled into the pillow.

"Axel."

"Cute redhead at the sex shop?"

"Yep."

"Reno's brother who you want?"

"Shut up." Roxas stood and turned on the lamp, grinning at the sound of Leon groaning at the sudden light. Served him right. "Come on. Get up. I'm awake now and it's only nine. Let's go do something."

"Noooo. I'm sleeping." Leon whined until Roxas open palm smacked his bare ass. "AGH!" He jumped up, flipping and glaring at the kid. "That was not nice."

"Never said I was nice." Roxas picked up his pants off the floor, slowly pulling them on. "Put on clothes! I wanna go do something!" But the stubborn brunette refused. Roxas just groaned and sat back down on the bed. "Please? I'll be very nice to you later." Leon sighed but finally sat up. The kid smirked.

"What the hell could you possibly want to go do?"

"I dunno. Something. Anything."

"I'm tired."

"Wanna go drink?" Leon sighed again but ti was joined with a gentle smirk this time around. "I thought you would."

"Yea yea." He grumbled as he stood from the bed, scratching the back of his neck as he looked around the floor for his clothes.

I wrote half of this on a plane! OMG! Ok I remember the thing I wanted to say in the last chapter. I took a quiz and apparently my skanky Roxas is a Mary Sue. Anyone agree with this? Disagree? I'd like to hear your opinions. I mean obviously I have my own that I can defend rather easily because I know the whole story already, but I'd like to know what you guys think. =D Skanky Roxas. Annoyingly perfect or adoringly imperfect?