Holy shit dude! Another one?! On a fucking roooole! hahaha Long semi-important (to me anyways) A/N at the end!

Axel stared blankly at the ceiling, his smirk faded long ago, his buzz lowly wearing off. The night with Roxas had been pleasant, at least to him. He couldn't tell if Roxas actually wanted to be there, or if he was just appeasing him; but he didn't care. Axel had forgotten how much he liked feeling someone on his arm, listening to their slow breathing, smiling gently at nothing at all.

"Shit!" Roxas bolted up, stirred from his sleep by something. Axel looked at him curiously as he leaned up on his own elbows. The kid looked around the unfamiliar room and rubbed his eyes. "What the fu--oh." He looked down at the redhead smiling at him.

"Bad dream?" The kid just shook his head and slammed back down on the bed, releasing all his breath as he went, sighing when his head hit the pillow.

"What time is it?"

"It's four thirty."

"In the morning?" Roxas lolled his head over, looking at the man who was nodding at the ceiling. "Why are you still awake?"

"I don't sleep much." The redhead shrugged softly and sat up, planting his feet on the carpet and scratching the back of his head as he tensed his thighs, locked his knees and stood. "I slept for about three hours though. That's enough." The kid rolled his eyes and sat up again, crossing one leg over the other and laying his elbows down on his knees, imitating the lotus position of ancient wise men.

"Well. Since I'm up now...I guess you could take me home?" Axel nodded as he looked around his room, wondering where he had thrown his pants but as his head swiveled around, he spotted the kid, staring into space, bored and somewhat sad.

"Do you wanna go home?"

"Wha...what?" Roxas looked at Axel with widened eyes.

"Do you want to go home? If you don't want to, we can stay here. Or go do something else?"

"What the hell can you do at four thirty in the morning?"

"Breakfast?" Axel replied with a smirk.

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Roxas pushed his scrambled eggs around on his plate, watching them soak up syrup. He kept his face aimed at his plate, refusing to look at the redhead, knowing that if he did, he'd let a smile crack. And that was the last thing he wanted. He was not willing to admit that he liked spending time with Axel, even if they weren't having sex. The redhead however could already tell. He chomped on french fries with that same smirk as he watched the kid ignore him.

"Full?" Axel asked and Roxas finally looked up, absentmindedly grinning.

"Yea. Uh thanks for breakfast..." He mumbled, biting down on his bottom lip to stop the smile from exponentially growing.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Why exactly don't you want a boyfriend?"

"Well, can I ask you something?"

"Sure." He replied with amusement.

"Why are you so fixated on having a boyfriend?" Axel could only chuckle and shrug.

"I asked you first." He said and leaned forward slightly, watching those blue eyes roll and listening to that small sigh.

"Haven't we been over this?" Roxas asked with another sigh and rested his forehead in his palm. This whole relationship shit was getting annoying.

"No. All you've ever told me is you don't like relationships."

"Alright. Alright fine. It's just...it's the label you know? If we hang out, that's cool. If we fuck, that's great, especially if it's as good as it is between us. And if you like me or whatever, ok. And if I like you? Then chances are I'll keep talking to you and shit. But why the fuck do you have to tell me you're my boyfriend and I'm your boyfriend and blah blah blah. It's those words. They make people fucking nuts man! Once you name whatever it is you have, there are standards to live up to. And you can never ever meet those standards...get it?" Roxas looked at Axel hopefully, but he just nodded slowly, still eating fries. The kid sighed again.

"No. No I get it. Once you do something like say 'relationship' it changes. I know that. But you know that the change isn't always bad right? Sometimes the change is some really good shit."

"Doubtful."

"Doubtful?"

"Listen, I've seen 'relationships'. People are miserable and they get hurt and they end and then you start a new one thinking 'Gee! This one's gonna be so fucking different! This one's gonna be great!' And guess what?"

"What?" Axel smirked. He hadn't realized there were legitimate reasons behind the kid's serious distaste for relationships; he had thought he seriously just liked sex a lot.

"It's not. It's not great. And it ends too."

"Not all of them end."

"Yea they do. Everybody dies." Roxas replied with a smart ass smirk and the redhead chuckled and merely looked at him curiously.

"Roxas, everyones got pet peeves about relationships." The kid's smirk faded as he listened. "Your pet peeve just happens to be the relationship."

So their conversation is loosely (by which I mean basically) based off a conversation I had with one of my friends. Can anyone guess who I played in that convo?! Person who gets it gets a virtual cookie! SPEAKING OF REWARDS. I HAVE A PROPOSITION. I would like to know if any of my readers are talented artists! Or you know even mediocre artists! I have a major hankering for some art work lately and since my strong suit is NOT drawing, like I said, I have a proposition. If anyone would LIKE (don't feel obligated!) I would really like someone to draw me some fanart! Of course in return I would definitely write you something! That's right! You can get yourself a personal one shot! Or maybe two shot or three shot depending on things! If anyone is interested, please say so in a review or send me a message and we can work it out! And I dunno if I've ever mentioned this, but if anyone ever wants to draw a scene or something from one of my stories, that would be hella sweet. Yea I just wanted to get all that out there. THANKS TO THOSE WHO READ THIS! Sorry for the obnoxiously long A/N and short chapter.