Note: (This is the third installment of my "You're So..." series. Please read "Roxy, You're So Dreamy" and "Namine', You're So Mischievous" first) Woo hoo! I'm finally coming back to my beloved Roxas and Axel. Oh how I missed them. I'm sorry I haven't written anything in a while, I've been super busy but now I'm getting free time again! Anyways, enjoy the first chapter!

Disclaimer: After hours spent slaving over the games, and research, I've found that I own zero of Kingdom Hearts *Tear

Warning: This story contains boys who like boys and girls who like girls. Shield your eyes if offended easily, or simply don't read it :D

"Damn damn damn damn damn." Roxas muttered to himself as he paced the length of his room for the fortieth time.

He knew this would happen. He knew it. Even though he had told himself over and over that it wouldn't happen and he's stay on top of it. But no. It happened. He still didn't have a gift for Axel and he still had no idea of what he was going to get him. His birthday was only a few days away and nothing seemed to be a good idea. Of course he had thought of things, but as soon as the thought entered his mind he discarded it because it wasn't good enough and he wanted to do something special that Axel would remember.

"What the hell am I going to get him?" He sighed out.

"Still don't know what you're going to get your boyfriend? It is getting pretty close to the wire." A feindish voice cooed out.

Roxas froze. He knew who it was by the sickly sweet sound of their voice.

"Go away Marluxia." He said through gritted teeth.

Obviously ignoring the feiry tempered blond he sauntered into the room, placing himself on the bed with a smug look upon his feminine face.

"Aww c'mon Roxy. I can't just sit in here and pal around with my best friend in the world?" He asked, venom dripping from his words.

"Marluxia. Get out of my room." Roxas said, forcing himself not to look into his feline eyes.

Before Marluxia could respond with a witty answer, Axel stepped in the room. Oblivious to what was going on.

"Hey Roxy I-Marluxia? Hey. What are you doing here?" He asked, scratching his spiked mane of red hair.

Marluxia's demeanor completely switched as he turned and greeted Axel with an over exposed smile, trying to blind him with his squeaky clean teeth.

"Hello Axel. I was just conversing with dear Roxas over here about your birthday and what we were getting you. I have to say, Roxas has a brilliant gift for you that'll put ours to shame." He said, glancing back at Roxas.

"Oh cool." Axel said, confused, knowing that Marluxia wasn't the type to stop by Roxas' room and Roxas wasn't the type to let Marluxia stop by his room.

"But he was just leaving." Roxas said, hate seething into his words.

"Of course." Marluxia nodded and lifted himself off the bed and seemed to glide out of the room, but not before winking at Axel as he departed.

"Roxy, why was Marluxia in here?"

"Talking about presents." Roxas said nervously. Presents which I don't have for you yet. He thought.

Axel looked at Roxas in the eyes, unconvinced.

"He was." Roxas tried to say with vigor, but melted under the piercing gaze of Axel's bright green eyes.

"Right."

Roxas let out a sigh, "Look, he came in here and was about to say something but then you came in. That's it."

Axel still seemed suspicious but dropped the subject and launched himself onto the bed, trying to be smooth but bouncing off and landing on his hip on the floor.

"Good job." Roxas muttered.

Axel made a pouty face as he massaged his aching side and sat himself on the bed, testing the springyness of it.

"Wanna hear a juicy piece of gossip?" Axel asked, knowing the mysterious piece of information would pique Roxas' interest. He also knew how his lovely little Roxy could get when someone knew something he didn't and waved it in his face. Axel was tempted to do the same now.

"What is it?" Roxas asked, attention darting from his overflowing closet that desperately needed cleaning now that Axel basically lived in his room.

Axel decided to torture his blonde ball of soon to be fury.

"I dunno. You didn't rush to my aide when I fell of the bed and broke my side. Instead you stood there and didn't even ask if I was okay." Axel said, shoving his lower lip out to pout.

"Are you serious right now Axel?" Roxas knew all too well what Axel was doing, he knew Axel knew that Roxas liked to know what people knew when he didn't know what they knew.

"Yes." He said, folding his arms in finality.

Roxas responded by letting out a sigh, something in which he was beginning to master ever since he met Axel.

An excruciatingly long silence followed; or, a few seconds to Axel and an excruciatingly long silence to Roxas.

Roxas caved after a few irritated taps of his foot.

"So what is this thing that's crazy."

Axel lit up and rose himself beside Roxas.

"I'll tell you if you kiss my boo boo." Axel said with a smile.

Roxas' answer was swift and blunt jab into his stomach, effectively forcing the air out of him and sending him back to the bed.

"No."

Axel coughed out a 'fine' and rose again, this time distancing himself from the fuming boy.

"Nam and Larxene are having trouble in paradise."

"So whatchya gonna get Ax for his birthday?" He asked above the comfortable lap of Zexion who was sitting under the large birch tree in the castle garden.

"When's his birthday?" Zexion said, not looking away from the book in his hand.

"It's in two days silly." Demyx giggled as Zexion's free hand brushed past his ear and began to play with his mohawk lightly.

"Hmm...I suppose I should get him something." Zexion said as an afterthought.

Demyx smiled and rose from his lap.

"It's ok. I got it covered. I had a feeling you'd forget so I got a gift from the both of us."

Zexion gave a slight smirk and pulled Demyx into a gentle kiss.

"Axel's birthday is tomorrow, right?" Vexen asked from the confines of his closet as clothes flew out every which way.

"No, it's in two days." A calm voice said.

"Oh thank God. I have another day to find something to give him."

"Or, you could just go out and buy him a present."

"Saix, I barely know Axel. Hence me not buying him a present with money. Plus I'm re-gifting, which saves the environment from plastic and smog and whatnot. And most importantly: it saves me money." Vexen responded.

Saix chuckled softly and approached the closet, dodging a few clothes and knick knacks as they flew out from within, and pulled Vexen out. looking over his worry stricken face and pushed a light brown lock out of the way of his eyes.

"You need to relax honey. I'm sure you'll find him a good gift from within the bowels of your closet."

The tension in Vexen slowly eeked out in Saix's embrace. To sweeten the deal, he leaned in and gave a light kiss on his forehead.

"And if you don't find anything. The 99 cent store is just a few steps away." Saix said, then paused, "But then again, that may be a little too expensive for you."

Roxas decided it was time to pay a visit to Namine' and figure out just exactly what Axel meant when he said her and Larxene were having 'trouble in paradise' as Axel lamely called it. Though, thinking back over the past week or so, he did notice Namine' sleeping in her own room. Alone. And he hasn't even seen the slightest hint of existence from Larxene.

He approached Namine's blank white door and rapped on it two times then paused. The all too familiar sound of silence reverberated through the hallway until, after a minute or so, a hoarse voice called from inside.

"Who is it?"

"It's me Nam. Roxas. Lemme in." He said quickly as he tried the handle not waiting for an answer.

It didn't budge.

"No." She responded.

"What? Why not?"

"Because I'm busy."

"Doing what?" He asked, trying to think of anything that could possibly require her full attention. Then again, this usually happens when she's working on a piece of art.

"Working on some art. Come back later." She said with a bored tone.

"Namine' we need to talk."

"No talking. Art. Leave." Her voice began to falter.

"Namine'!" He whined into the door, "Lemme in!"

Roxas heard movement from within the room and footsteps approaching his spot behind the door. A faint clicking noise emitted from the door knob and the sound of Namine's footsteps retreated back into the corner of her room.

Roxas opened the door and walked in, closing it behind him.

"I wanted to talk about..." He trailed off at the sight of Namine's room.

What was once clean, orderly, and bleach white was now covered in messy sketches loosely taped to the walls. Paints of all colors ran the lengths of it, sometimes coming in contact with the numerous sketches plastered up.

"Whoa Nam. You okay...?" Roxas asked, focusing on a few sheets of paper with pictures of who he could only assume Larxene with deep, dark X's etched over the faces.

"Fine." She stated, still concentrating on the artwork in her lap.

"Really? then what's all this for?" He asked, gesturing towards the walls even though her back faced him.

"Stuff."

Roxas rolled his eyes and approached Namine'.

"What's wrong?" He asked, placing a reassuring hand on her taut shoulder.

"Nothing. I'm fine." She said, trying hard not to look up from her work.

"Namine'!" He said, trying to shake her from her trance.

Seconds of silence followed as Namine' stopped her drawing but continued to stare at the sketch. Roxas looked over to see yet another picture of Larxene, this time with Luxord in the background.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Luxord kissed Larxene."

"Oh?"

Namine' took in a deep breath and then, "And she didn't tell me right when it happened. Aren't we supposed to be open and honest with each other? Now I'm finding myself not trusting her and fearing even more..."

"Fearing what?"

"That the kiss may not be all that happened between them."

He lay one his bed, smirking to himself at the thought of Axel's birthday in two days. He was especially excited for him to open the most special present he got for the pyromancer. He could already imagine how everyone would react and felt his heart rate speed up.

A knock came from his door, pulling him from thoughts of the party in a few days.

"Who is it?" He asked, though he knew who it was before they responded.

"It's me."

He rose from the bed and casually opened the door, very much aware that the only thing on his body was a pair of boxers that seemed a size too small.

"Hello Luxord, how nice of you to drop by, please come in." He moved away from the door to allow the sullen blonde entrance.

He hesitated for a second, showing his discomfort with the others choice of clothing, or lack thereof.

"I can stand outside while you get changed if you want."

"No no I'm fine, c'mon in." He said, flashing a wolfish smile.

Luxord quickly brushed past him and sat on the black chair opposite the bed.

"How are you, Luxord?" He asked, laying himself on the bed, perfectly aware of what Luxord's eyes kept darting back to.

"Well let's see. My best friend doesn't even wanna see me and her girlfriend hates me, meaning Roxas and the rest of the castle hates me too. So I'd say I'm doing A okay." Luxord quipped.

"It's not all bad. I'm here for you, and besides, it's not over yet. There's still plenty of time to undo the damage." He said with a sickly sweet voice.

"Marluxia." A deep voice rang through the room, both pulled their attention to the doorway where a tall ominous figure stood.

"Ah, Xemnas, just the man I was looking for."

GASP! What's Xemnas doing there? And where's Larxene?

Again I'm sorry for being MIA for the past long while, but I should be able to update more and keep things up! I hope ya'll liked the first chapter!

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