A/B: This … turned … out … awkward. I didn't mean to! Things just snowballed! It was supposed to be a cutsey Roxion fic! Cutsey died. Kink came up. Wave forever goodbye to cutsey! XD!

Well, Dreamer, here is one of your Roxion fics! You may have to look hard, but it is somewhere there in the mix! XD!

I don't own KH. You would shot me if I did.

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What could he say? The blonde was simply irresistible. Not even in his wildest dreams would he have thought of leaving his best friend for another. But apparently he was able to be wrong every once in a little while.

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"Zexion? What're you doing?"

The velvety-smooth voice of his best friend turned lover melted through his consciousness as he noticed for the first time that he hadn't advance a paragraph in ten minutes. His periwinkle orbs shot up to the oceanic divinities that belonged to said lover. Demyx leaned closer to him and laid a hand across his forehead. "Nope, no fever. Are you feeling alright, Zexion? You aren't even done the book yet! Why are you spacing out? Zexion, you're scaring me!" the energetic blonde whimpered, tugging on Zexion's arm, forcing the elder boy to gaze at him. He gave a small, reassuring smile.

"My apologies, Demyx. I did not mean to disturb you."

"What were you looking at, anyways?"

Zexion let a small smirk cross his lips before a lie covered his tracks. "Your perfection. What else would I ever have the heart to gaze upon, love? Now, let us get back to reading so the professor does not decide to give us detention. Wasn't it you who suggested the movie-night with Axel and Roxas? Now, wouldn't they be disappointed if we couldn't show up because of a silly thing such as a detention?" The slate-haired boy didn't let his eyes wander on the object of his fascination as they traveled back down to the novel he was reading in the school library.

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His lips pressed firmly to those of the blonde's but the younger boy didn't respond with the same vigour, same enthusiasm, as was his norm. Zexion pulled back, causing the blonde to jump. "And you said that I was spacing off too much lately. Demyx, what's the matter?"

He felt his heart sink when Demyx blushed and turned away. He shook his head, making Zexion feel even more idiotic. "I'm just not up for it tonight, Zexion. You understand, right?"

"Yeah. Of course." It was a sigh. He let his hand trail down the clothed chest that was pinned to the wall in the hallway of his apartment. "Come on. We have better get a move on. We're going to be late for the movie."

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They walked in surprising silence, Demyx's hand slipping into the periwinkle-haired boy's. Zexion wanted to let it go but couldn't. It hurt to hold but it would hurt just as much to let it slip away. Demyx turned his eyes upon him after a minute or so, reaching the half-way point of their journey.

"Don't you think that Axel and Roxas have been acting weird lately?"

Zexion felt his eyes widen slightly in shock. Of course he had noticed but he had thought it was just him being over-analytical. He never really thought of problems in paradise. But then again, his own paradise was being rained on. "You noticed too, then, did you?" Why bother lying?

The blonde sighed. "I'm scared for them, Zexion. Out of the whole world, I thought them most likely to be together forever. They are a match made in heaven."

"Well, sometimes, things just don't work out the way we plan them too."

Silence fell over the two boys once more as they made it the rest of the way to the red-head's apartment only a block or two away from Zexion's own. Demyx didn't even bother to knock as he barged through the front door. Raging voices halted mid-word at the slamming that the blonde was making. Zexion grabbed his hand, hauling him around, glaring daggers at him and warning him silently to stop the noise. But Axel was already standing at the entrance to the kitchen, a fake smile spread wide across his red-tinged face. A disgruntled Roxas was visible behind him, his cheeks equally flushed.

"Uh, sorry. You two can go sit in the living room. We'll be there in a minute."

The red-head spun back to face the smaller blonde and Zexion pulled a squirming Demyx away to sit on the couch. The blonde gave him a weird look as he flicked on the television to drown out any noise they might have been able to hear from the kitchen.

"What're you-"

"It's none of our business what they are doing, nosy."

Demyx whined and curled against Zexion's side. Somehow the slate-haired boy wasn't as reassured by the movement as he normally would have been. It took a minute or so, but Axel and Roxas joined the couple already sitting and they, too, curled against each other on the long couch although it didn't seem to hold the same love that was normally there on their movie nights. Or maybe that was just what Zexion was imagining.

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"Oh, Demyx, there was something I wanted to show you. Come with me for a few minutes! You two don't mind?"

Axel sprang from the couch cushions after shifting Roxas off his lap. Zexion felt an unknown emotion well up in his stomach but nodded to his blonde lover when the boy looked back at him with pleading eyes. And so Zexion was left with the smaller blonde, curled against opposite ends of the couch, watching the actors waltz across the screen. Neither was truly interested in the movie. They never had been. It was always just for Axel and Demyx.

The minutes passed and the feeling of unease grew in the boys stomachs. They kept catching the other with an expression that betrayed their hearts and minds. The periwinkle-haired boy finally turned to the blonde after about five minutes of these nervous glances.

"We had a fight. Just before you two got here. Axel and I had a bit of an argument," Roxas stated, despite the fact that Zexion hadn't yet issued the question. "It was over something really stupid but I don't think it's working between us anymore."

Periwinkle eyes were averted from the oceans swimming at them. A twitch of the lips and a soft hum of understanding came from Zexion before he snapped his orbs back onto the blonde. He realized his hand was moving on his own free will, that it was latched firmly onto the younger boy's. A moment of comprehension passed between the two and they nodded to the other.

"Do you want to?"

"They deserve it."

Still holding firmly onto the small blonde's hand, Zexion let his legs gracefully pull him up. He held the boy close, an unspoken agreement flowing between them. A slight touch of lips to the bridge of his nose was all it took to make Roxas move his feet, down the hall, towards Axel's bedroom. They both winced when they heard the muffled moaning and stifled flesh on flesh. Another flash of violet on cerulean and Zexion pressed his lips firmly to Roxas' awaiting mouth. It felt oh-so-right and just perfect. The elder boy knew how long he had wanted this but never knew he would receive his gift. Had Roxas wanted him? Had he known Axel had wanted Demyx?

A shaking hand was placed against the cool metal doorknob and twisted once Roxas gave the purr of approval. The wood gave way when Zexion was pressed against it by a feisty little blonde. A whimpered yelp awaited them on the opposite side.

"Oops, sorry. Didn't realize that our boyfriends were already busy in this room," Roxas hissed sarcastically when he peeked through his half-lidded eyes to see the red-head and elder blonde gaping at the two intruders, Demyx cowering beneath the naked form of the younger blonde's lover. Zexion purred when he found himself being pressed atop a cushioned chair, feeling Roxas flick out his tongue and lick at the elder boy's lips. He allowed the boy to deepen the kiss, not daring to glance at the two still heaving on the bed.

"Roxas?"

"Zexion?"

Axel pulled back, yanking a blanket against his bulging front, draping it over the blonde below him while gaping in horrified shock at the blonde who was straddling Zexion on his favourite chair. Roxas really knew how to lay it on. He ground his hips against Zexion's, causing the elder to moan into the kiss. After what seemed like an eternity, the little blonde drew back for breath, casting a chastising gaze at the two still staring from the bed. The periwinkle-haired boy's chest heaved at the shock of such things happening but he calmed himself enough to take his chances and follow the blonde's example.

"I knew we weren't doing so great but did you really have to go behind my back and steal your best friend's boyfriend?" Roxas laughed a laugh devoid of humour, hurt hidden deep in his voice. "You could have just said it was over, you know."

"Roxas, I-"

"It's too late to apologize, Axel. Besides, we all knew it was coming. Perhaps this is the easiest way?"

Axel shifted slightly, turning away from the quivering boy he was still straddling between his hips. Zexion pulled himself farther up, into a more comfortable position but stopped when Roxas placed a tender hand on his chest. "I'm just sad that you had to chose cheating instead of just coming up to me and telling me like a man. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you really don't have the balls to put others ahead of yourself."

The red-head shut his eyes, wincing, throwing his face to he floor. The elder blonde whimpered slightly, his hand finding that of the distressed red-head. Zexion could clearly hear a chant forming behind those lips. "We weren't supposed to get caught. We weren't supposed to get caught." Tears brimmed in those brilliant emeralds.

"That means we're done, too, aren't we, Zexion?" Demyx whispered, his voice quivering. Roxas exchanged a glance with the boy locked beneath him. A sigh issued from the stoic boy's lips.

"I think so, Demyx. How can I just overlook this? This is why you were so distant with me after school, wasn't it? You knew. You had this all planned."

"I-I ... I'm sorry."

A heavy silence filled the red-head's room as the owner shuffled under the blanket to grab at discarded items of clothing. Roxas shifted so that he was pressed with his back to Zexion's chest in the chair, watching as what used to be his lover huddled about, broken deep in the core of his soul by the turn of events, still grasping for strewn-about clothing.

"Can you blame me? I'm a horny bastard! Aren't I allowed to have you both?!" Axel exploded after successfully tugging on a pair of boxers and tight jeans, bare torso left exposed. Zexion suppressed a smirk. Of course the red-head wouldn't think of letting him join in with their kinky games. That would just be a ridiculous twist of events. But would loving both of the blondes really be that bad of an idea? Roxas seemed to be thinking along the same lines as the boy who he rested against. He turned round to face Zexion and perhaps consult him. Demyx struggled with the heavy blanket still wrapped round his waist for a moment before gazing in wide-eyed hopefulness at the boy who all eyes seemed to have turned. His choice. It was solely his choice.

Both? Both Roxas and Demyx? Both would belong to him? Both would belong to Axel? Could he handle knowing that someone else could have secret intimacies with the two he loved? If it was anyone other then his best friend, he would have said no. But now? What about now? Why did he have to choose right now? His groin was stretching at the too-tight denim while his heart was tethered on a thread. Really, he just wanted to go take care of his problem and go to bed. But they were all waiting for his answer. Only up to him.

"Someone will always be left out," he said, his voice quiet and thoughtful, taking on his normal tone. Always the logical thinker. Axel was the first to respond.

"I'm a whore but not even I'm that selfish as to take everything from you, man. Thought you knew me better then that. Although, threesums have always enticed me."

The red-head yelped when he found Demyx connecting his foot with the seat of his jeans. "Not helping," the elder blonde hissed. Zexion pressed his face into the honey-hair that lay against his neck.

"Why is it up to me?" he grumbled.

"You have the most to lose."

Zexion didn't quite understand this logic. From where he sat, they had all lost but all gained. He could never have what he had with Demyx back. But, now that the block in their relation had been removed, perhaps it would just strengthen them instead of break them to bits. Maybe ...

The eldest boy almost yelped when he felt unfamiliar lips brushing against his and a warm hand gripping his slender chin. "We can all share," the voice whispered.

"A-Axel?"

The three boys stared at the red-head who had released Zexion's shivering chin and Demyx grinned wide. "It's just like a soap-opera!"

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"Did you see those two in class?! Axel looked like he was going to jump Zexion right then and there! Since when were they an item?!"

"I don't know, but I saw Axel and Roxas practically start doing the kinky right on Xemnas' desk when he was out! Wonder if the kid knows his boyfriend is doing his best friend behind his back?"

"Man, Axel can really get around! I saw him with Demyx at lunch."

"And Roxas and Zexion weren't being very discrete!"

"What's going on with our school?! Next we'll see holy flying monkeys and Seifer passing a class!"

"And total chaos ensues when Demyx and Roxas start going at it." (dark, computer generated voice off in the background)

"Total chaos has been achieved." (mission complete)

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Zexion smirked to himself as he glided down the hallway, feeling an arm slip around his waist. He placed a kiss on top of the slightly smaller blonde who was gazing up at him.

"Who knew that everyone was so excitable?"

"Well, it isn't everyday that people are so open about their kinky, foursome-filled sex-lives, you know, Zexion."

"Ah, but it can be so much fun to let their mind fill in what is slightly too mature for a public environment."

"Speaking of which ..."

"Guys, are you ready for tonight?! I got more popcorn! And we'll actually eat it this time!"

Zexion hid his face in his free hand when Axel bounded up to them in the emptying hall, Demyx chasing after him, his face seeming to glow from his pearly white radiance. The fiery red-head placed a quick kiss on Zexion's forehead before leaning still farther to place one on Roxas. The elder blonde held up a bag that was knowingly filled with popcorn and pop for their rescheduled movie night.

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Axel had lied. No popcorn was eaten. No pop was drank. But new relations were formed in deeper bonds then ever imaginable. Who knew that going into a house with one lover could ever turn into coming out with three? Zexion was glad he had made the choice he had. He didn't even mind that Demyx stumbled onto his toe during the mix. He was just happy he had them. He was glad that his best friends were his best lovers. Nothing would ever come between them again. No one would ever dare mess with them. Lest they end up dragging him into their happy family as well.

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The End

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A/N: it was not meant to be a foursome! XD! Hehe, but it kinda just … happened? I'm already planning there to be a second chapter but it's just going to be a lemon. You'll have to wait and find out who though. Or if I like ya, when you review, I might tell you. XD Speaking of which, where is everyone? I now only have two faithful reviewers! Or three. Sometimes three. An-chan, Dreamer and onee-chan. What happened to everyone else? I miss seeing twenty emails in the box at a time! XD!

Dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.

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