Disclaimer: Woot, I still don't own KH. Sad day.

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Did that really just happen…

Have I actually…understood…

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There were certain things in the world that were a physical impossibility. People couldn't fly… inanimate objects didn't move of their own will…. llamas couldn't sing (at least by any human standard)… etcetera, etcetera. They were laws of nature, issued by a higher being (or beings) to ensure the well being of the world. The consequences of their violation could result in fiery volcanoes spewing lava, ice caps melting and flooding the world, gigantic alien invasions…

Roxas was positive that Earth was in for one hell of an apocalypse as soon as that higher being noticed the scene unfolding in the secret room under the stage.

Not only was he, Roxas, who was (in his own opinion, anyway) quite masculine and male-like, kissing Axel… He was also (and though he shuddered at the thought) enjoying kissing Axel.

Who, it should also be noted, was also quite masculine and male-like.

But the logic of the situation was difficult to process, as Roxas felt the red-head's lips trace a path across his face to his neck, sending chills down Roxas's spine. He tried feebly to resist, only to be met with a strong pair of hands at his waist.

"Do you like me?" Axel murmured against his neck, slowly tracing his hand against the contours of Roxas's soft face. "Do you like me…at all? Even a little?"

Roxas fought back a breathy moan as Axel nibbled at his ear. It was completely ridiculous! How was he supposed to answer when he was doing that ? "I….I…"

"Hmm?" Axel purred, smiling against his skin as he slid his hand a little farther down his back. Maybe… just maybe…

-SMACK-

….or maybe not.

"W-w-w-what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Roxas sputtered, darting to the other side of the room. "I…You… I barely even KNOW you, and now you're…. What the hell!" he paced back and forth from one side of the couch to the other.

Axel smiled and propped himself up against the wall. "You're really cute when you're flustered."

"I AM NOT FLUSTERED!"

"Your face says otherwise, dear," he laughed, pointing a suggestive finger at the blonde's inhumanly red cheeks. "You sunburn easily?"

"GAH!" Roxas flung his head into his hands and slumped onto the couch. "Why me…Demyx had to pick the one musical with instrumentation we couldn't do, and he just had to ask me to help…As if arranging an entire symphonic suite is EASY?! And then this?!" he flailed his arms around for impact. "Why, oh god of overworked musicians…. Whyyy," he whined.

Axel instantly felt a wave a guilt wash over him. "Um…. Sorry. It's just..." He plopped down on the opposite end of the couch. "I've kinda liked you for a really long time." He chuckled. "Nah…. Understatement of the century….But you get the point, right?"

Roxas felt a pair of green eyes watching him intently, searching for some sort of reaction. So many questions remained unanswered… How the hell did Axel even know him? How had he found the secret room?

Why, despite every piece of logical thought, did Roxas want him to kiss him again so badly?

Axel chuckled. "I guess I owe you an explanation."

Roxas nodded fervently.

The red haired boy sighed. "How do I even start…? I guess… I guess it was the summer before our freshman year. All that fun team building crap… I was miserable. I may not look it now, but I used to be quite the emo child. No friends, let alone love interests." He chuckled. "The forced happiness was a little much for my antisocial standards; by lunch, I was still alone, hadn't made any friends, and had every intention of going home and doing my best to forget the entire thing."

Roxas smirked. The idea of Axel Strife: Resident Playboy and All Around Pimp as a lonely emo boy was laughable. But somehow, the more Roxas thought about it, the more it made sense.

Axel smiled and scooted closer to the blonde. "And then you came along, " he said, reaching out to grab his hand. "You sat down across from me and slid me your fruit cup." He laughed again. "I was so surprised that I didn't bother to glare at you. You said, 'Cheer up! You're half way through this hell hole of a day… Just eat the peaches, make the best of it, and smile.'"

Roxas blinked and struggled to remember. He vaguely recalled meeting a scrawny boy with a black hoodie, but that couldn't have been…. "Oh sweet Jesus, that was you?!"

Axel nodded, scooting even closer to him on the couch. "I ate every last bit of that fruit cup... And decided to do exactly what you told me to. I spent the rest of the summer going out and actually living. I bought clothes that weren't all black, and I even learned to play guitar." He looked down at his knees. "When I found out you were interested in music, I learned everything I could. I'm relatively decent now…"

Roxas coughed. "Decent" was quite the understatement.

Axel looked intently into his eyes. Emerald met blue, and Roxas felt chills go down his spine. "Everything I've done up to this point has been to get closer to you. I know my reputation, but I've never looked at another person… You helped me live, Roxas. I… I just…" he sighed. "Yeah. That's basically it."

Roxas forced himself not to blink. Their eyes were still locked, each one trying to decipher the other's thoughts. How do you fill an awkward silence following a profession of love? He searched for something to say, but nothing intelligent seemed to come to mind. The only sentence that resounded through his mind was:

"God, you smell like smoke… Why is that so attractive? "

But that would hardly be an acceptable thing to say.

…

…. He'd totally just said it out loud, hadn't he?

…

Shit.

…

Dare he look at Axel…?

Wincing, he shifted his eyes to the red haired boy beside him. He looked highly amused, and at the same time, had a hint of pink to his normally pale cheeks.

Roxas put his head in his hands again. "If you could just, uh… forget I sa-"

"Done," said Axel, standing up. "Just… yeah. Consider it forgotten."

Roxas heaved a sigh of relief and stood up. "I guess I can't really hate you now…"

Axel smiled. "I'll take that as a good sign. Besides, even if you hated me I could live."

The blonde raised a quizzical eyebrow. "And why is that, pray tell."

Giving a very suggestive smirk, he leaned in and whispered something in the shorter boy's ear. Roxas felt his eyes widen and face heat up; of course he had to make it sound all sultry like that….. sheesh.

Axel laughed and started climbing the ladder out of the room. "Come on. Fifth period's about to start, I'm sure. Can't have you missing anymore class."

He started to open the trapdoor, took one look out on the stage, and promptly ducked back down.

Roxas blinked. "What's wrong?"

Axel shook his head quickly. "Oh nothing, nothing. On second thought, lets just…. Hang out here for a while! Yeah! We can play cards or something… truth or dare… Uh…um… gossip?"

Roxas shook his head as he weaved around him. "I hate cards, I always pick truth, and gossip is boring."

Axel took a step to the side. "Uh…. Spin the bottle?"

"…."

"Okay not spin the bottle… Give me time, I can think of something!" Axel scratched the back of his head, looking down at his feet.

That was odd... Was he…blushing? "Come on, get out of the way. I have a history test tomorrow," he tried to walk around him, but Axel simply stepped in his way again.

"History? Who needs history when you can have…. Uh… Not history! Yeah! Seriously, let's just stay here."

Roxas glared at him. "How about no." He barreled past him and opened the trap door…

"Roxas wait!" cried Axel, clinging on to his foot.

He shrugged as he turned to step out of the room. "I don't see what you're so worried abo- OH DEAR GOD."

And there were Demyx and Professor Zexion, quite entangled on the stage floor. They hadn't seemed to have noticed the poor Roxas, as they continued to make out quite fervently.

"Zexy…."

"Hmm…."

"I don't think anything could ruin this moment…"

The silver haired man grunted his response as he continued down his neck.

Demyx sighed. "It's just so….OHMYGODROXASWHATAREYOUDOINGHERE?!?"

The blonde quickly shoved himself away, standing up and straightening his tie. "Y-y-you… You're supposed to be in class!"

Roxas squinted his eyes shut. "I uh…. Yeah. Sorry… about this… I'm just…. Yeah. I'll be going now." He darted out of the room and made a break for the hallway.

Axel emerged next, smirking to himself as he followed Roxas out. At the door, he paused just long enough to turn around and say, "You guys have fun now!"

And with that, he darted out of the room, laughing all the way to his next class.

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…So I'll be making…

…Good…

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A/N: Phahahah oh man, that was a fun chapter to write. Happy birthday to Riisoku, this is part 4 of her birthday present. Also big thanks to koko (no, she doesn't have a fanfiction account) for actually bothering to check this…I feel bad I haven't updated in so long! Sorry to everyone who was actually looking forward to the next chapter! I just really have a lot going on. But I'll try harder to get more chapters out soon! –sheepishlaughter- (As soon as I beat Apollo justice…. KLAVIER…HAVE MY CHILIDREN!)

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