Hello all my sweet sugar muffins. Here lives my second fanfic. It'll probs be a pretty short chapter to open things up, but it's whatever. Don't expect much, because it's not my main project or anything. I just was waiting and waiting for the right time to begin writing this :D Let me hear from you my little turtle doves~ I love you all!

When you read about love in stories, it is always so pure and wonderful. Everything works out perfectly when two people are in love. It's such a powerful thing, and everyone believes it to be the greatest thing anyone could achieve. What most people don't understand is that there are many sides of love… It isn't always the purest of emotions, and plenty of pain comes with it. Roxas knew this. He felt the warm, wonderful feeling of being in love- but that was only one side of it. In his mind, it was necessary to suffer in order to keep the one person most precious to him. And suffer he did.

Every night, Roxas would return home from his work and wait. Normally, he would fall asleep on the couch, curled up in a ball as if to try to hide his vulnerability and weakness. His friends would ask him what was wrong, because it was easy to tell his relationship with Axel wasn't the greatest. He would simply tell them he was just stressed from work and nothing was wrong. It really wasn't anything like they were thinking- Axel wasn't abusive. He would never lay a hand on Roxas with the intention to harm him. Axel was a very loving partner. Sadly, though, he didn't seem to treasure that love as much as Roxas.

Axel would usually return in the middle of the night or the next morning (since he didn't have a job it didn't matter). Depending on how sober he was, he would usually carry Roxas to their bedroom and go to sleep. Sometimes, Axel would be unsatisfied and wake Roxas only to serve his need for pleasure. When this happened, the sex was rough but loving, even if it didn't seem very sincere. Roxas tried to convince himself during those times Axel was simply deeply in love with him, and thought fucking was the right way to show it.

What a joke, Roxas thought as he rested on his back staring up at the ceiling. Axel had yet to return.

It was no secret that Axel had affairs going on. Axel would hook up with someone different every night, and when he didn't, that was when he angrily used Roxas. Roxas found himself hoping that night that Axel would find what he was looking for and return to him exhausted. Work had left Roxas extremely tired, and he wasn't sure he was ready to be kept up by Axel's lust. Luck was on Roxas's side.

Roxas was just drifting off when his lover returned at around 1:30am. It was a fairly early time, and for once, Roxas was awake.

The blonde stared sleepily over at the man who had just entered. "Welcome home." It was a ritual saying. Whatever Axel had been doing, it didn't affect Roxas- or at least that's what he told himself.

"Hey Roxy," Axel slurred gently, stumbling over to Roxas who lay limply on the leather sofa.

Roxas shuddered when he felt the red-head's hand graze his cheek lovingly. "Hi Axe…"

The boy felt Axel's lips being pressed to his own, but wouldn't allow himself to feel any emotion from it. The tall male's long arms slipped under Roxas's back and knees, lifting him from the couch. Roxas immediately wrapped his arms around Axel's neck and buried his nose in the man's soft shirt, taking in the smell of the man he loved so dearly. Oftentimes, Roxas wondered what would happen if he confronted Axel about his affairs. However, he shook off the idea in fear of Axel leaving him. Roxas was gently laid in bed with Axel getting in next to him soon after stripping off his clothes. The blonde-haired boy immediately curled up next to Axel, pressing his head against the man's chest. Axel wrapped his arms around Roxas's waist, hugging him tightly until both males fell asleep.

…

The mornings after were always the same- Roxas cooked breakfast, Axel ate while Roxas went to work, and Axel went back to bed to get energy for that night's outing. Working at the office went as usual that day- busy.

Roxas was responsible for sales ideas in the Sea-Salt Company. They had originally sold ice cream, but eventually expanded to sell all sorts of different sweet and salty combinations in foods. His assistant, Xion, often sensed when something was wrong and would attempt to talk to Roxas, but he always refused to say anything. What good would talk do? It wasn't like talking was going to make Axel more faithful than he was already. Roxas simply buried himself in his work, focusing on making the company the best he could, since their sales had dropped over the last few months. He decided he would tell Axel. He would also talk about how the fish in the cafeteria tastes just like chicken, and about how the new worker had dropped an entire stack of important documents after tripping over his own shoelace. Thinking of conversations he could have with Axel was something Roxas loved to do- he looked forward to the weekend when he had time to spend with the red-head during the day. Roxas always had an abundance of things to talk about, because he knew Axel would always respond kindly and listen to him. He wondered if the reason Axel did this was because he felt guilty for cheating on him or not. Wondering never helped Roxas, though, so he tried not to do too much of it.

Roxas got home later that night, not that it mattered. Axel probably wouldn't return until 2 or 3 anyway. When the blonde arrived at the apartment and unlocked the door, he was shocked to find the lights on. What was even more surprising was Axel sitting on the couch staring at the television screen. The television was off.

"Axel?" Roxas asked, unsure of what to say since he couldn't really say "welcome home".

The man turned his head to look at Roxas for moment before standing up and making his way over to the boy. It must have been one of those nights. Axel was unlucky; therefore, Roxas would be the one paying for it. Thankfully, work wasn't as exhausting as it had been the days before. Roxas would be able to hold out for that night.

The tall male leaned down and instantly crashed his lips against Roxas's, forcing his tongue in between the younger's lips. He slid his big hands up the Roxas's shirt, pulling the garment upward as he pinched and teased the boy's nipples. Axel forced Roxas up against the doorway, rocking his hips against the blonde's roughly as Roxas let out a muffled whine.

When Axel finally separated so they could breathe, Roxas said breathlessly, "Axel… We shouldn't…"

"Mm… Roxy…" Axel mumbled, ignoring Roxas's protests as he trailed sloppy kisses over the boy's neck.

Roxas moaned softly, threading his fragile fingers through Axel's spiky, red hair. He loved that red hair. Axel stopped kissing Roxas's neck to press his forehead against the boy's. The man had to lean over a good amount to look into Roxas's icy blue eyes. Roxas loved when Axel did this. He could gaze into Axel's bright green eyes with small, black tattoos underneath them. He loved those eyes. The moment only lasted for a second before Axel was stripping off the younger male's shirt along with his own. He led Roxas towards their bedroom, the blonde stumbling after him in a daze. By then, Axel's animalistic instincts were kicking in. He tightened his grip on Roxas's arm and flung the boy onto the bed. The red-head climbed on top of the boy and kissed him once again, scouring the boy's mouth with his slick muscle and using his hand to work on removing Roxas's pants. Within a few moments Axel had thrown Roxas's pants and boxers to the side and was slipping his own off. Everything seemed to be blurry to Roxas. He watched as Axel grabbed a bottle of lube from their side table and coated his fingers and cock in it. Even as he saw this happening, he couldn't register anything. His mind was broken- damaged from trying to comprehend why Axel treated him this way. He wasn't sure what was going on until he felt three fingers being pushed roughly inside of him, causing him to wince and groan, gripping the sheets of the bed tightly. Axel leaned over, whispering things in Roxas's ear- things that Roxas didn't want to hear.

"You're so beautiful…"

"I love the way you feel…"

"I can't wait to get inside of you…"

I love you, Roxas said in his mind, I love you, I love you, I love you. He wanted so bad to hear those words come from Axel's mouth. Just three words. Compared to the things Axel was saying at that moment, it should've been simple for him to utter just those three words. Roxas could hear himself moaning out Axel's name, though he couldn't feel the vibrations of the sounds hitting his vocal cords. It was as if it wasn't even him that Axel was touching. As if it wasn't him who Axel loved… Was it? Did Axel love him?

Roxas felt his body shake with pleasure as Axel thrust his fingers inside of him. "A-Axel! Nnnhh… I… Love you…"

Instead of a response, Axel removed his fingers and positioned his member outside of Roxas's hole, smirking at the blonde before pressing the tip into him. Roxas squirmed uncomfortably, a small whimper escaping past his lips, before Axel thrust into him and let out a loud moan of pleasure.

"Ugh, fuck, Roxas! You feel amazing…" Axel groaned, pulling out and slamming back into the boy.

Roxas threw his arm over his mouth, biting down on his own pale skin to muffle his cries. It was shameful- the way Axel made him moan lustfully and mewl, screaming his name and begging for more. He was sure this is what the other people Axel had sex with did. They would whisper dirty things to Axel, then when they had sex they would both cry out in pleasure with no shame. There was one thing Roxas could do that the strangers couldn't though- he could say Axel's name. He knew that name, and he could say it all he wanted- letting its feel sink in every time he said it, soaking in the love that came with it.

"Axel," Roxas murmured, tears beginning to form at the edge of his eyes. "Axel… Axel…"

The blonde bit down harshly on his arm one more time as he felt all of his pleasure building inside of him. He tightened his legs around Axel and held the sheets more tightly with one hand as Axel raggedly thrust into him. Quiet moans slipped out from around Roxas's clenched teeth as he came, a scream welling up in his throat but stuck inside as he held it back. Axel let loose one last groan, spilling his seed inside of Roxas and thrusting slowly in and out of the boy before collapsing on top of him. Roxas could already feel himself drifting off as Axel pulled out of him and rolled off to the side. The red-head's lanky arms circled around him, but he couldn't bring himself to press into Axel's warmth like he did every night.

"You're so wonderful, Roxy," Axel muttered into the boy's ear, burying his nose in Roxas's blonde hair.

They were not the words Roxas wanted to hear.

…

Every night was a sea of endless pleasure for Axel. It was something he couldn't get enough of- sex. He would meet countless men and women and shamelessly fuck them every night. Sometimes, they would be someone he had had sex with before, but most of the time it was someone new. None of them knew, however, his name. Axel had some sense. He realized his name was something precious to Roxas. Axel would always keep that one thing for Roxas, since it didn't seem like he could do anything else for the boy.

Axel really loved Roxas. He loved him dearly, but old habits die hard. He had always been wild, uncaring as to who he slept with; but to Axel, it seemed like Roxas honestly didn't care that he was cheating. Besides, some nights Axel made love to Roxas, even if it was only when he couldn't find someone else to use. That was something, right?

The red-head was thrusting harshly into a young woman while thinking of this. Her cries of ecstasy were lost as his mind swirled. It looked like tonight he simply wasn't going to get off by this woman. He ended up leaving.

Sure, the lady was pissed, but he didn't care. His mind was stuck on Roxas for some reason. He wasn't feeling his usual lust-filled self. As he made his way back to the apartment, thoughts of the previous night filled his head. Axel had fucked Roxas so ruthlessly, but that was normal. What bothered him was afterward—Roxas had lain so still. He didn't bother cuddling up to Axel's side, muttering loving things under his breath until he fell asleep. Maybe it was selfish of Axel to expect this out of Roxas, but it bothered him immensely. Once Axel reached the apartment, he lazily made his way up the steps and opened the door.

"Hey, Roxy," Axel muttered as he stepped inside.

Roxas visibly flinched as he looked at the time. It was early. "W-Welcome home, Axel…"

Maybe it was unfair, but Axel felt hurt. Was Roxas… Afraid of him?

Axel slowly made his way over to the boy. "Roxy… I-"

"Uh-uhm, can we just go to sleep tonight…? I mean… I'm really tired and I don't know if we should have sex again…" Roxas fumbled, receding against the couch.

Axel wrapped his arms firmly around Roxas, holding the boy tightly against him. "That's fine. Forgive me, Roxas. I'm inconsiderate of you sometimes…"

Roxas froze for a second, unsure of what to do. Axel had never apologized before. He slowly raised his arms up to wrap around the thin body of his lover—and he cried. Axel could feel the tears spilling over onto his shoulder before he heard the soft sobs coming from Roxas. He couldn't really feel the guilt at that moment. Axel didn't realize how much his cheating hurt Roxas. The man just figured that he had hurt Roxas the night before. His mind couldn't grasp the idea that maybe Roxas wanted him. All of him. Roxas didn't want other people to have Axel, even for a night, but Axel didn't understand. Would he ever understand?

Though the blonde knew Axel didn't fully know why he was crying, he still felt comforted by the big hands that brushed through his hair and the lips that whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

He said the one thing that he knew was all his. "Axel…"

Axel responded with the only name he ever called out. "Roxas."

Their names were the last thing that held them tied together. It was the only thing special that each of them had. It was the last hope for Roxas. He never wanted another person to say Axel's name with all of the love that he felt for the man.

In his mind, Roxas went through all of the things he wished he could say to Axel, I love you so much. You mean everything to me, but I don't want to lose you. So… I won't stop you. Your choices are yours alone, so long as you always come back to me.

Despite what Axel had said, he couldn't help himself. Though, neither could Roxas. That night, they made love again—but this time, it was with all the compassion and caring Axel had to offer. Roxas didn't muffle his voice. He screamed Axel's name and was answered with his own. Axel moved slowly; gently, as if Roxas was ready to break if he moved too roughly. For the first time in a long time, Roxas felt like it was him who Axel loved wholly and purely, even if he knew that was a lie. Roxas could feel Axel though—the beat of the man's heart, the heat of his skin, the feel of him moving inside of Roxas… Everything was so much clearer, but not completely.

Roxas clung to Axel's neck desperately, feeling a loud moan bubble up from his throat. "Aahhn, Axel! Th-there!"

Axel thrust a little harder into the boy, leaning down to kiss him as they both came close to the edge. "Roxas… I love you."

And they both came. Roxas's mind went blank. He said it… Roxas thought. It wasn't right though. Axel still had yet to say it. What he had muttered were simply… words. They didn't have the full meaning.

Roxas smiled as Axel fell asleep on top of him. "It's a start…" the blonde murmured as he ran his hands through Axel's hair.

Roxas knew it would take a lot to finally get Axel to fully love him and only him. Maybe it would never happened, but he wouldn't know until he tried. Roxas decided that instead of letting Axel come home and use him like a doll, maybe he would try to find a way to make Axel notice only him. That was Roxas's idea, but he didn't realize he wouldn't be able to initiate that idea—That something was to go horribly wrong before Axel finally regained his senses. Maybe then, and only then, would the red-head realize the amount of love Roxas had to offer him. The beautiful, raw emotion that had laid sitting in a puddle, waiting for Axel to notice it for too long. Sometimes, things are difficult to get across to the one you love, Roxas decided. How difficult, though, was what he didn't understand. Axel would find out soon enough, even if he didn't want to.

Super short opening. Probably only a few chapters, if that… I just really wanted an Akuroku fanfic D: My main project will always be What You May Stumble Upon though. Ofcourse, until it's done and over with :D Which probably won't be for awhile. I love you all dears, review review review! I need to know if this was worth writingg.