A/N: It's come to my attention, thankfully, that I made a little error in my story telling! Apparently in Chapter 22, I mentioned Namine as someone Ventus had been staying with. Obviously I killed her off, soooo... I went back and changed the girl Ventus was with to Alice. It wasn't an important plot device anyways. I'd totally forgotten that I mentioned Namine prior to the suicide chapter! Sorry all. Hope that relieves any confusion for you.

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Chapter Twenty Eight

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Axel's eyes scanned his boyfriend slowly as Roxas emerged from the bathroom in complete disguise. His usually unruly blond hair had been slicked back with an ungodly amount of gel and pomade into a classic pompadour style and he'd put on a pair of thick, black, plastic-rimmed glasses with non-prescription, fake lenses. Normally quite casual in style, his clothing had been replaced now with a pair of purple skinny jeans and a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up and a purple patterned bowtie around his neck. Over the white shirt was a grey vest, unbuttoned, and on his feet were a pair of classic white Keds. Finally, his face was again starting to grow beard scruff, just enough to give a stubbly appearance. Overall, you'd never know it was Roxas just by looking at him.

"Damn, babe... You look like a fucking hipster," Axel's lips curled into a small smirk as he approached him, wrapping his long arms around the kid's waist and pulling him into a kiss.

"I look and feel like a jackass," he chuckled, stepping out of Axel's grasp and checking himself out in the floor-length mirror on the wall of the bedroom. "But I don't think Saix will recognize me, at least."

The taller redhead kept his eyes trained on him, "Hell, I don't even think I'd recognize you walking down the street in that."

"I miss wearing all black," Roxas pouted slightly, grateful that he only had to dress like a douchebag for one night.

"You do look good in black... But you'd look good in anything," Axel reminded him, stalking up behind him and wrapping the boy back into his arms. "What's your codename?"

Roxas thought for a minute, "Uhm... I hadn't thought about it. I'm not really going to be talking to anyone. I'll just be listening to your conversation."

"Yeah, but codenames are sexy..." the elder purred, his hot breath hitting Roxas' ear.

"Fine. Call me ...August. That sounds like a douchey hipster name," he suggested, "Plus, it's my favorite month out of the year."

Axel contemplated the name, his grin growing in size, "Mm... I like that."

"How are you still horny?" the blond wondered, shrugging away from him again to dig through one of the many unpacked boxes that they'd moved over from the mobile home.

"I'm always horny around you... Plus, I'm all backed up. I went from having sex literally all day, every day to being an invalid that can't even work yet."

Roxas turned to look at him, knitting his brow in confusion, "I thought you were cleared to go back to work."

"Xigbar told me I can't come back until the scar has faded some more... Apparently it's off-putting," he shrugged, letting out a bored sigh, "I guess once my hair grows back in I'll be okay."

"I kinda like the shaved sides," Roxas told him, turning his attention back to his search, "I'm glad you've been keeping them shaved down, actually."

The death-hawked man lifted an eyebrow, "Really? I've just been shaving them because every time the hair starts to grow back in, my incision itches like hell."

"I love it," he smiled, walking up to his boyfriend and plopping a small device into his hand.

"What's this?" Axel wondered, examining the older technology.

Roxas laughed, "It's a voice recorder, dummy. If we're going to turn him in to the police, we'll need hard evidence that he did it. Put it in your coat pocket and record everything he says."

"Damn, you really come prepared, don't you?"

"Axel, I'm sick of this guy fucking with my life. Don't you wanna get back to normal?" the smaller man sat down next to him on the bed, staring up at him beneath the thick black glasses.

He nodded in agreement, "No, you're right... I just still can't believe that Saix would do something like this. And over me. I mean, I'm nothing special."

"Axel, you're incredibly special... If there was one person for him to obsess creepily over, it's no surprise to me that he chose you," blue eyes sparkled with each word.

"How did I ever get so lucky to have you love me?" Axel asked him genuinely.

He flashed the elder man a pearly white smile, feeling his cheeks heat up a little, "I'm the lucky one, to have completely stumbled upon somebody so wonderful..."

Axel's shining emerald eyes burned down into those baby blues as he resisted the urge to throw him down on the bed and ravage him all over again, "Mm... You're perfect. But we should get going, Saix is meeting me in twenty minutes."

"We should just move underground where we'll never have to worry about anyone else ever again," Roxas pouted as he was returned to his feet, not looking forward to this at all.

"Get a move on, Roxy. I promise I'll fuck you tonight, okay?"

That put a smile on the younger's face, "Ooh, okay! Let's go."

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Roxas sat at the bar in the corner, trying to keep a low profile. He'd been to Sal's a few times with Axel and nobody seemed to recognize him tonight, which was a good sign.

His heart sped up as Saix walked in and spotted Axel sitting at the middle of the bar, but he didn't even give Roxas a passing glance as he sat down beside the redhead.

"Saix, hey!" Axel gave him a generic greeting, and Roxas could faintly see him reach into his pocket to click the recorder on.

"I was kind of surprised when you called me, Axe. You made it pretty clear who you chose," Saix was blunt and to the point, waving the bartender over to him. "I need a whiskey on the rocks, sweetheart. Make it a double, and don't make me wait."

Axel rolled his eyes at the way he talked to her, ordering a drink for himself as well. He'd need it to get through this, "Jack and Coke, love. Take your time," he told her, throwing her an apologetic look before turning his attention back to the pissed off looking blunette. "I mean, I figured we'd still be friends at least. We've known each other forever, and you want to throw it all away because I won't go on a date with you?"

"I just can't believe you, Axel. How could you choose an asshole like Roxas over a guy like me? I'm a surgeon, for God's sake! I helped operate on your brain! What can that guy offer you? He's an intern, Axel. He gets pornstars coffee for a living."

I took all he had not to smack the smug look off of Saix's face. "You're an intern, jackass. And why the hell are you being such a douchebag right now? All I wanted to do was reconnect with an old friend, not unleash the jealous bitch that lives deep inside you."

The bartender brought their drinks over and Axel took a heavy gulp of his, wishing that the alcohol would hurry up and take effect as Saix started talking again, "I was in love with you, Axel. As in love as a teenager could be, at least. When I saw you again, it stirred up all of those feelings I used to have... And then you turned out to be such an amazing guy that I fell for you all over again. You've got a terribly magnetic charisma about you. I'm allowed to be upset that you threw me aside before even giving me a chance."

"Upset enough to vandalize Roxas' truck? Or maybe upset enough to leak a bunch of photos of him all over Facebook," Axel deadpanned, staring Saix straight in the eyes.

He expected there to be some shock in the golden-brown eyes of the man before him, but instead they narrowed on him in a vicious smirk, "So you finally figured it out..."

"How could you do something so... So horrifying?!" Axel exclaimed, nearly knocking his drink off the bar as he flailed his arms in anger.

"Calm down, Axel, you're going to make a scene..." Saix seemed almost disinterested in the conversation. "Besides, your little fucktoy made it almost too easy to mess with him. He just about dryhumps that truck of his every time he sees it, and he just kept leaving his laptop unattended in your room while you were asleep... All I had to do was bring in a flashdrive and I had all the access I needed to his life."

Axel grit his teeth, trying hard not to look over at Roxas, who he was sure was paying close attention. "I should kick your fucking ass, Saix..."

"You won't. I know you won't. Because I know the true story about your parents and what you did to them," Saix spoke calmly and evenly, almost like a serial killer would.

"You don't have any proof. Nobody would ever believe you," Axel hissed, lowering his voice so that the blond couldn't hear. "Especially not Roxas."

Saix laughed sadistically, "You two are a fucked up couple, Axe... He lets a girl kill herself in his bedroom, and you-"

"Stop," Axel cut him off, "I know what I did, and I've made peace with my inner demons. So has he. There's no reason to send that story out."

"You know what really surprised me? The weird blond guy that hunted me down yesterday and gave me a sex tape of him fucking your boyfriend there. I didn't expect that one. Told me Roxas accused him of ruining his life and said that if I was going to do it, I needed to go all in."

"Luxord..." the word was like poison on his tongue, "That asshole!"

Saix just chuckled, "You're lucky too. I'd literally been seconds away from sending that story out on every major social network when he knocked on my door. But I decided to wait until tonight for that."

"You can't put out that story, Saix... It'll ruin him."

"Have sex with me."

The blatancy of the statement threw Axel for a loop and he just stared at the man before him with a gaping mouth, "What?!"

"If you have sex with me, I won't release the story."

"You're a sadist..." Axel muttered, unable to believe what he was hearing, "I'm not having sex with you. You can't blackmail me into cheating."

Saix had just opened his mouth to reply when a flash of white, purple and blond came out of nowhere and threw a fist right into his face. The blunette realed back against the bar, slipping off of the barstool and onto his feet just as Roxas threw another punch that connected with his jaw that time.

The smaller of the two couldn't stop himself. Not only was the asshole trying to destroy his life, but now he was going after the one thing Roxas loved most in the world-Axel. He grabbed the taller man by the collar and swung again and again, ignoring the shrieks and screams coming from the other people in the bar.

But Saix wasn't giving up without a fight. He quickly threw his weight against the younger man, knocking him on his ass and landing a few blows of his own. Roxas cried out as he felt his nose shatter under the elder's fist, but he was so pumped full of adrenaline that he barely felt any pain.

"Saix, stop!" Axel threw himself into the mix, grabbing Saix's arm in an attempt to stop him. His efforts were fruitless, however, as he just found himself being thrown backwards into the bar.

Roxas wasn't going to let himself be overpowered. Not this time. He used his smaller stature to quickly squirm away from Saix, ignoring the blood gushing from his nose as he regained his composure and kicked Saix straight in the gut with enough force to knock him over. "You can fuck with me all you want, Saix, but you will not fuck with my Axel. Got it memorized?" he used Axel's famous quip as he kicked the man in the ribs one more time as hard as he could, hearing a satisfying snap of bone as he did.

Everything after that was a blur... Roxas vaguely remembering Saix pulling himself to his feet and then punching him in the stomach. He sort of recalled a blinding pain in his side. He definitely knew that Saix had smashed his head against the wall. And then all he remembered after that was being shoved into a police car.

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A/N: So it finally happened! Saix admitted to everything, and then Roxas beat the shit out of him! Yay! But oohhh, what did Axel do now? Let's find out next time!

Simply Rexene