Axel was acutely aware of the small blonde that sat across the rectangular cafeteria when he sat down to begin eating his brown paper sack lunch. He would often find his harlequin green orbs absorbing in every line and curve that was his blonde online boyfriend. Roxas was sitting at one of the round tables located near a corner, a very over enthusiastic Sora was talking into his ear as the blonde picked at his Caesar Salad. Axel looked down the food and suddenly it all seemed to turn to sandpaper and he lost all appetite for the stuff.

"Demmmmyyyy GLOMP," A blonde haired mass yelled, as he tackled Axel into the table top. Axel huffed to himself, this had to be a new definition for the word head-desk.

The boy who had interrupted the flame headed boy's thinking and otherwise confusion and self pity was his long-time and best friend named Demyx. The boy had sandy blonde hair in the form of mullet like Mohawk he had dubbed a 'Mullhawk' when he had cut his hair that way shortly before Sophomore year. The cut seemed outrageous when he had first cut it, but now, it was completely awkward to see Demyx without the crazy hairstyle after masterfully making it that way for two and a half years.

Axel sat up, tucking some of the stray fiery red hairs behind his ear. "Dem," The Redhead started, looking up to his Mullhawked best friend. "I thought we agreed that we only glomped each other when we're both standing."

Demyx grinned, his white teeth were almost as white as the pearls found in his home world. "UNLESS," He said, turning the word into it's own sentence. "You were down in the dumps, which you were, by the way."

Axel smiled half heartedly "You remember Roxas?"

The blonde man instantly jumped to conclusions. "Did he hurt you," He said, sitting in the seat to his left. "Because if he did I will find where he lives an personally pulverize him." He then began to hit is closed fist into his opposite hand for dramatic effect.

Axel reached over his hand and his nimble fingers wrapped around Demyx's fist. "No Dem," He mumbled, stealing a glance to the round table where his blonde was sitting, and then he looked back to Demyx. "He's here, Dem. His family moved out here yesterday."

Demyx's teal eyes widened and his mouth made a perfect O. "Where is he?!"

Axel looked over to the circular table for the upteenth time that very lunch period and he pointed a finger in that direction for so the over excited boy could look at his love of 2 months. "He's the blonde one," Axel mumbled. It was true that even his best friend hadn't seen the picture of Roxas that Axel printed out and shoved into his wallet.

The smaller blonde seemed to sense the two older men staring at him, as he turned around and his blue eyes locked with Axel's green. Cerulean against Harlequin. They both seemed to be staring into each other's soul, then as quickly as it happened, Roxas tore his eyes away from the flame headed man. Not too long after this, though, the ending bell rang and Axel pitched his sack lunch into the trash bin as he connected arms with Demyx's and the two of them skipped forward to their next class.

Axel didn't share anymore classes with his blue-eyed boyfriend after the awkward lunch, and he didn't manage to catch the boy after class. The thought of what was going to happen now was weighing on his mind as he was long boarding down a hill, heading towards the home his sister and him lived in, his sister being 2 years older than him. Her blue Ford focus was sitting in the driveway.

Upon entering the moderately sized house, Axel set his board against the wall and called out into the air a brief "I'm home" and he continued up the stairs to his room. He entered his room and was surprised to see a small kitten on his bed.

"Hestia?" He mumbled, plopping on the bed near the orange tabby's small form. The form's head lifted up and he chuckled upon seeing the tabby's eyes. One was a striking blue, while the other was a dull brown with golden flecks. The kitten then quickly scrambled up Axel's front and perched herself on his shoulder. "Hey girl." He mumbled, scratching her lovingly behind the ear.

After about an hour or two, the redhead noticed a seafoam green bug pulling into the driveway and awaited the owner of the car to come in through the door to his room, and after a 20 minute long conversation with Axel's sister, Layla, he came in, carrying his backpack.

"HESTIA!" the blonde yelled, petting the small kitten on Axel's shoulder.

Axel smiled, "We should work on the stupid project and get it over with," He mumbled and pulled out the instructions. The blonde had been coming over to the house of the two Pyromaniacs for about a week.

Demyx looked up after about an hour or so of work. "So I have an idea," He said, wringing his hands in circles.

The flame haired man looked confused as he looked up at his sand haired best friend. "What is it," He asked.

Demyx debated whether or not to actually state his idea, and the air in the room seemed to be thick with tension. Axel bet that in the 5 minutes he waited to tell him the thought that circled in his head, you could've cut the tension with a knife.

Demyx suddenly let out a breath. "I want to meet Roxas…"