My my what an exceedingly short chapter I've made! It is however full of delicious angsty tidbits, good source of fiber I hear.

Much like the boy who had left him the night before, sitting on his sofa, his buzz slowly dying with each dramatic minute, Roxas remained in this place, unwittingly replicating Axel's own actions. Every once in a while, flipping the channel and silently wondering what the hell happened, only he wondered about a completely different issue. The kid could only suppose that he just didn't understand. He had never lost anyone. No one he'd known had ever died. He tried his best to simply forget about it, knowing with a sigh of annoyance, and an even more annoying twang of uncertainty, that Axel would call him again at some point when he had dealt with this. And then he would change the channel, refocusing on a different show. But then it would come back. It would come back to haunt him. What was it like to lose someone? Someone you were in love with? His eyes would glaze over, completely glossing over the sight of the television. Roxas' mouth would get dry and his breathing would get shallow as he thought about it. And then his thoughts would turn again. What was it like to die? And then the kid would merely shake his head, trying to forget about it and he'd change the channel again.

This morbid process continued for three hours, two hundred and forty six channels (cable was the only bill his mother paid in full every month), five missed texts and three missed phone calls from his phone sitting in his bedroom. But the operation was finally interrupted by a knock on the door. Roxas merely stared at the door for a full thirty seconds before getting up and answering it. However, he wished he hadn't when he opened it up.

"Awesome. You're fine." A snarling Leon said from the other side of the door. "I'm going then." The tall brunette turned and started to stalk down the hallway. The kid rolled his eyes.

"What's your deal drama queen?"

"I thought you were dead or in the process of being killed so I thought I'd check in. My duty as your friend or whatever the fuck I am is done." Roxas' head cocked to the side as his eyes narrowed in confusion.

"What's that mean?" But Leon just kept walking towards the stairwell. "Hey! Don't walk away from me!"

"I can do whatever the fuck I want kid. I don't owe you anything."

"Stop walking away!" Roxas was about to lose it. Watching his back, his collar smiling at him cruelly was more than he could bear. This was too familiar. "DON'T LEAVE!" He screamed out, immediately covering his mouth out of embarrassment, his face turning bright red in the process. Leon turned quickly and looked at him with shock. Besides scream of orgasmic pleasure, that was the loudest Roxas had ever been, at least around him. But his surprise was soon gone and his scowl returned. He stomped back towards the kid and towered above him, making the small blonde boy cower at the doorway.

"Have you ever wondered why I'm still around?"

"Leon I--"

"Have you ever thought that maybe I'm here for more than just sex?" The kid's blue eyes widened. "You may think that everyone is the same Roxas, that everyone is just gonna end up hurting you but some people are different. Not everyone is going to leave you Roxas." With those final words, left ringing in the kid's ears, washing around in his head, Leon left. He trotted down the stairs, treaded heavily down the street and finally got in his car and sped away. The kid stayed by the doorway, watching him leave again. This was too familiar.

Dun dun duuuuun! Anyways! I hope you guys actually read these A/N's cuz I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm starting another story. Yes, probably not the best idea considering how many I already have right? But alas, this is what I'm doing. I'm gonna update a couple more things before I start publishing the new one but I think it'll be pretty good! Hopefully anyways! ^_^