(I do have another KH story, it's with Sora and Riku, and it is completed, so if you like this one try that one,

mainly i posted this beacuse there arne't enough DemyxXAxel stories floating around, so read, enjoy review

Disclamer: i do not own KH or it's character (wouldn't it be nice though?))

ONE: The Flame-Ginger

Being the owner of a company, CEO, really, never got to Axel's ego. He wasn't really the owner, his uncle was, but none the less, he was 'rolling in the dough'. Not like it looked like his uncle

was the CEO of any company. His cousin Lulu was the only other one living in their, wealthy, but not filthy-rich looking house. Axel always liked his cousin, she was pretty, about four years

older then he was, and in collage to become a science teacher.

As for himself, he was two years out of high school, and working at a small restaurant and as a bouncer to work up money to open a shop. He was, as it goes, a glass blower and a wielder,

as well he was a great cook. He was going to open a small café where you could get glass ware (glasses, wine glasses, champagne flutes, bowls), metal ware (silverware, goblets, plates,

bowls, lamps) and food. His uncle had a place for rent now, but Axel insisted that he wanted to pay for the paints and tables, shelves, and chairs. Seeing as his uncle insisted to help out, he

covered the lighting, flooring, renovations, and starter food.

Xigbar, his uncle, had always been there for him. Axel didn't know where he would be without the man. After his mother and father went missing, one night when he was about six, Xigbar

had taken him in. Lulu was thrilled that he was around, she was ten then and thought that it was pretty fun to have bright, bubbly Axel around.

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The alarm on Axel's bedside table rang loudly.

The flame-ginger looked at the clock. 7:10pm.

He was due at the club, where he worked as a bouncer with a man named Riku, in twenty minutes.

Pulling himself from the bed he pushed his feet into shoes, threw on his black cloak, pulled gloves over his hands and snatched his keys from the dresser, then pulled the charger out of his

cell phone and pocketed it. Passing by the mirror next to his bathroom door he ran a hand through his flame-red hair and pulled his bedroom door shut.

"Master Axel, you're uncle just called, he told me that he will be needing you around noon tomorrow." Called Sophie, the one maid. Unfortunately, she was new. If it took as long as it did the

last girl to break the habit of calling him 'master' then he would shot himself in the head.

"Would you stop calling me 'master'." He growled at her.

"S-sorry, sir."

"Thank you Sophie. If he calls, transfer it to my cell please."

"Of course sir."

'Sir' is better then 'master' I suppose. Axel thought lightly bidding her good-bye as she shut the door behind him. He slid into his red Mercedes convertible, started the machine up and

headed off.

He pulled around the back of the bar, made sure the alarm was on the car and stepped into the dimly-lit, always hot building. He was glad that, with this job, he was outside the building. He

couldn't stand not having his cloak and gloves on, it kept him warm, and he just couldn't stand the cold.

"Hey Axel!"

Axel turned to the bar. "Hey Sora."

Sora was the short, slim, spiky brown haired boy who owned the bar. Him and his sister, Kairi, inherited it from their father who died two years previous. "You remembered to check in today

didn't you?"

No. "Of course I did." Axel slithered around people, pulled his card from the wall and held it under the punch. Such a bad habit he had with not checking in.

Riku stood at the left side of the door, leaning against the building. He looked up at Axel coming out. "Hey."

"How's it going?"

"Slow tonight, I'll tell you something." Riku smiled. "I've been standing out here for the last fifteen minutes and haven't gotten anything. Not even a rat."

"Awe, sounds like it'll be a fun night."

Riku shrugged and pushed some of his silver-white hair from his shocking aquamarine eyes. Tonight, Axel noticed, he was in a pair of loose jeans, a blue t-shirt and a black jacket that swept

down to the back of his knees.

Normally, on slow nights like that night, they would sit by the club door and whistle at random girls walking by, the occasional guy.

Here in Dark City people where out on the streets 24-7.

Tonight, hardly a single person walked by…

Axel just shrugged it off and sat talking with Riku about how he was going to set up his shop. He had asked Riku some days earlier if he would help with the painting and getting all the stuff

in. He agreed and Sora offered his help as well, and Kairi said she would help out on stocking shelves, making things look buy-able (the woman could sell water to an fish.)

At midnight, Axel got back in his car and went home.