For Axel Lovers

       "Roxas?" You call, walking through the castle halls. You turn a corner, and he rams into you. "Hey," You say, trying to catch your breath again. His face is slightly panicked. "Hi." He says, and grabs hold of your arm.

     "What is it?" You ask, slightly worried, and concerned that this might not have been the best day to visit everyone.  "Um . . ." He says, still pulling you along. "I think you'll see when we get there." "Roxas," You say, annoyed. He sees the expression on your face.

    "Alright, alright." He sighs. "Axel's in trouble, and he won't let me do a thing to help him. I thought maybe you could do something." "Oh," You say, worried again. "Is that why you invited me over?"

     He nods, and you stop in front of a door you recognize to be the entrance to Axel's room. Roxas opens the door, and gestures for you to go in. Timidly, you step into the darkness - for some reason the lights are off.

     "Axel?" You ask, attempting to find your way around the dark room. "Over here," You hear him say; it sounds like he's lying on his bed. You stumble around until you find the bed, and your eyes finally start to adjust as you sit down on the side of his bed.

    "There you are," He says, and you feel his warm arms wrap around you. "Um," You say, trying to keep your composure. "Roxas said something was wrong?" You feel him nod, his chin is pressed against your shoulder. "Yep, but it's taken care of now."
    
     "Really? Why did you guys want me to come over then?" You ask, still stiff from his sudden closeness. "Well, originally, it was because Demyx thought he'd be cute and try to kill me with his water powers and stuff. We wanted you to come and teach him lesson."

     You chuckle at the thought. Demyx had always listened to you, even if he didn't want to. "But then Saix came along, and, well, that was taken care of." Axel finishes. "So, why am I here then?" You ask again, starting to relax in his grasp.
     
      "Because I missed you, that's why. Do you really need any more of a reason?" He asks, sounding like he actually means it. "Really?" You ask, surprised. You had always been attracted to Axel, and missed him when you were away, but as for him feeling the same way, well, you found that hard to believe.

      "Really." He says, pressing his chin closer to you. "Oh, that, and the fact that I have a fever and might need your help to take care of that." You immediately stiffen back up. "What?" He did feel a bit warm, but he was a pyromaniac, you expected he would always be warmer than a normal person.

     "You can thank Demyx for that." He answers a bit bitterly. You sigh sadly. "You know that I'm probably going to catch a fever now, right? And I'll have to stay here until it's gone?" He nods again, and you turn your head to see that he's smiling.

     "That's all according to plan." He answers. You bite your lip, trying not to smile. "Axel, if that fever doesn't kill you, I think I will." He laughs. "Well, I'd rather it be you than anybody else." He frees you, and you start to stand up.
     
      "Not so fast there," He chuckles, and pulls you back so that you're facing him. He stands up, and deliberately pulls you closer to him. Then, he leans his head toward you, and gives you a very warm kiss.

      After he pulls away, you sigh. So much for not getting a fever. Then, he pulls you onto the bed with him, and you fall asleep with your head on his chest.

     Four days later, his fever had gone down, but yours, however, was higher than ever. So your fate for the rest of the week was to play video games with Roxas and Axel. You smile. Maybe you should get sick more often.