Author's Notes: Sorry for the slow update peoples!

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts is owned by Square Enix and Disney – not by me.

Story Notes: Panda Bear, Organization, and a red head that won't let up. Oh what will Roxas do?

Down the Barrel of a Gun

Chapter Three

King Mickey:

Ever had that feeling that something had integrated itself into your life - like a bad rash - and your life will now never be the same again if it ever left? That no matter how much you build up a tolerance to it and numb it out, it will always be there to announce that it is now in your world and will not be leaving even through threat of death or destruction?

"Hey, don't I get a good morning?" Axel asked, following after the shorter blond.

"No."

Axel pouted, longer legs keeping in step with Roxas' strides as he attempted to get as far away from everything as he could. Perhaps he could just return to bed and hide under the thin blanket until it was all over? Yeah, that seemed like a decent idea in his mind, and now Roxas was clearly set on accomplishing the task.

"Aww, come on panda bear, don't be so blue!"

Roxas stopped, feet coming together, and he turned to glare at the redhead. "Don't. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again," he hissed through clenched teeth. "I do not appreciate being called such a degrading name, and I want you to stop"

Axel smirked back at him. "Nope,"

Shaking his head, Roxas resumed marching away, ignoring Axel's shouts, eyes cast down at the ground until a pair of black boots entered his vision. Stopping before crashing into the person, he looked up, and then up some more.

"Mornin' Lexy!" chirped Axel as he came up beside the blond. "What can I do for you?"

"Zexion?" the brunet asked.

"Nope, can't say I've seen him." Axel turned to Roxas. "What about you?"

Roxas just stared mutely at the well built teen.

"Well, if we do see him, Lexaeus, I'll let you know!" and Axel waved his hand at him, before tugging on Roxas' arm, pulling him around the male. "That's Lexaeus, he's part of the Organization too. One of the founding members. Number Five"

"Zexion is in my cabin," Roxas stated, peeling away from Axel's surprisingly warm body, still intent on returning to his cabin and hiding for the remainder of the day.

Axel grinned, running a hand over now damp locks of red. "Well, maybe he's still there!"

"Biggs woke us all up and made us get out of bed"

"Zexion and Biggs are like oil and water. They don't mix," Axel replied with a bright grin. "Unless Zexion feels the need to 'mix it up', where he annoys that big man to hell and back. Wedge tells him every year to not tease him, but Wedge is a right pushover. Sweet, but still a pushover"

Roxas paused his steps and looked up at Axel. "Why do you feel the need to tell me these things?"

There was a bright, ear to ear grin on Axel's face. "Because I'm your friend. Friends tell each other things." He peered over Roxas' shoulder. "So are we going to your cabin, or back to breakfast, because Demyx's squirrel jumped into my frosted flakes and left footprints in the butter on my toast. Which means I'm still hungry"

Roxas did not want to return to the chaos that was the Kingdom Hearts food hall; but he as of yet had not had the chance to eat and his stomach was groaning in protest. Brows furrowed together while he pondered what to do while his stomach attempted to make the decision for him. "Is there anywhere else we can get food?"

Axel scratched his temple in thought, then shrugged. After a few more moments of contemplation, an idea struck him and he snapped his fingers. "We could sneak out of the camp, trek three and half miles to the little village and hope we can find someone that will feed us for free because I don't have any money on me"

"Anything else?"

"Besides catching our own breakfast?"

Roxas did not seem very enthusiastic about that idea either.

"Then nope"

Rolling blue eyes, hands were stuffed deep into the pockets of his jeans, and Roxas began stalking back to the cafeteria.

- - - -

The madness of the morning incident involving two teens and a squirrel was over by the time one of the teens involved and Roxas strode up to the large building. Most of the campers were milling around outside, a few were sitting on the steps, and a couple were off down by the lake. The councillors were even around, trying to round up any stragglers and keeping the morale as high as they could, since there were hungry teenagers and a lack of breakfast.

Cloud had been cornered by Sora, who was bouncing around, wildly flailing his arms and complaining about how hungry he was and if he didn't get fed soon he'd start eating people. The Aerith girl with her name misspelled on her t-shirt was trying to amuse a small group of girls by teaching them a jump rope game. A few bored boys were gathered around, whom were forced to join in by the brunette.

And there was a tall brunet male with a scar over his nose sitting on the grass nearby, one arm resting over a bent knee, looking like there was a perpetual gloomy grey rain cloud over his head. He too had his own form of hyperactivity in the shape of a young woman on her knees behind him, braiding his hair and humming to herself merrily while she worked.

With the crowds around, somewhere along the way Roxas had lost Axel. Deciding to not bother himself over where the red head had gone off to, he instead headed for his siblings.

"When can we go eat?" whined Sora.

Cloud had obviously heard that question well over a million times if the expression on his face was anything to go by. Spotting the twin wandering over, he found something to remove Sora's train of thought from his stomach and thoughts of food. Did the teen not know he was hungry too? "Oh look! Sora, it's your twin brother; Roxas. It's Roxas, Sora!"

Sora stopped bouncing around and looked up with a puzzled expression. "I know who my own brother is. Do I look stupid?"

"Well, you don't look stupid," Cloud replied with a sly grin.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." He grinned, obviously thinking he'd won some sort of battle against his older brother. "Hey Roxas! Did you know that someone let a squirrel loose in the cafeteria and now we have to wait before we get some breakfast!"

The barrage of words hit the young blond with the speed of a bullet, since it seemed like Sora had fired the words out as fast as he possibly could. Looking up to Cloud for some form of reassurance, his older brother merely shrugged, the expression on his face clearly screaming 'Get this thing away from me and shoot it'. Poor Cloud; he never could handle hyperactive morning Sora. Infact, it was amazing that Cloud was up this early. Usually Cloud's morning began when most people were having dinner. Who ever had managed to get the blond out of bed, washed, dressed and with his hair looking neat was a person worthy of immense praise.

"I didn't know about that, Sora," Roxas lied, and even though he rolled his eyes, spoke with a melancholy tone, Sora bought it and nodded furiously in agreement.

"I know! I want to meet this person and ask how they caught a squirrel"

"Please don't," drawled Cloud, lowering his head, hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He wanted his headphones and his music so that he could drown out the rest of the world.

As per usual when there was Cloud was being morbid – Sora ignored him. "Wouldn't it be cool to have a pet squirrel though!?" he asked his twin exuberantly. "I'd named him Mister Fluffy Tail"

There was a bark of laughter from Cloud. Roxas' blue eyes shot up to his older brother, curious as to what may have caused the strange outburst. "It's not that funny of a name..."

"Think about it," Cloud replied. "Mister Fluffy Tail."

Sora looked confused. "I don't get it"

Blue eyes were rolled, and stepping off with one foot, Cloud turned and began heading for Aerith and the world of sanity. "A squirrel named Mr. T!" he called over to the twins while waving his hand.

"That would be so cool!" exclaimed a voice.

Instantly, Roxas and Sora turned in unison to come face to face with a strange mohawk-mulleted blond who was happily munching away on a slice of burnt toast, haunched over his food in fear of having it snatched away. Standing beside him was a grinning redhead, holding a paper plate with both hands. Upon the plate was a stack of burnt toast. Someone had gone to the lengths of trying to make the charcoaled bread edible by buttering the slices, the melted yellow substance dripping off the edge of the plate.

"Xigbar stole some bread from the kitchen!" Axel announced. "And I made us toast!" He proudly stretched out long, gangly arms, offering up the plate of toast.

"S'nummy..." muttered Demyx, happily gnawing away on his own slice of toast.

Roxas eyed the food sceptically. It could hardly be called food, since now it was more of the charcoal variety. "Did you use a flamethrower or something?" he asked while Sora reached out and took a piece, blue eyes wandering over the slice. "I hardly think that classes as toast anymore, Axel"

Sora took a bite and chewed. "Reminds me of Dad's toast" he stated, spraying out blackened crumbs as he spoke.

"That's because Dad can't cook" Roxas replied simply, still throwing strange looks to Axel's so called 'toast'. "So what did you use?" Eyes finally were pulled away from the toast and focused on the redhead's face.

"Fire!" Eyes widened as Axel called out the word, green shining brightly. It was fairly obvious that Axel was a tad pyromanical "Larxene was complaining about the lack of breakfast, and Xigbar had stolen some bread, so I thought I'd make everyone some toast!" he explained gleefully. "And Marly can't complain about the calories either"

"Because there are no calories in ashes"

"Exactly!" Then Axel thought about it. "No! Toast doesn't have many calories."

"And the butter?" Blond brow quirked upwards as another glob dripped over the edge and onto the grass at their feet.

Cheshire Cat style grin. "Low fat margarine"

"Because Xigbar couldn't find the butter" Demyx added, crunching on the remainder of his toast. "Although I think they stopped doing butter after last year when Marluxia threw a tantrum" He nodded, accepting this reason in his own head. "Yeah, I think that was it"

"Uhm, if you don't mind me asking, but who are you?" Sora asked once he'd finished his toast, crumbs scattered all around his mouth.

As if introductions were something that happened to other people, Demyx and Axel looked at one another, then back to Sora. Sure, Axel had introduced himself to Roxas, but that was different. The members of the Organization were never asked who they were. People either knew, or were told before someone had the chance to ask the 'who are you?' question. Plus, if this person knew Roxas, therefore they knew who he was. It should only be natural for Roxas to tell all the people he knew of the dashing redhead.

"We're Axel and Demyx; we're -" Axel said.

"They're Organization members," interjected a new voice; the interruption causing Axel to stand there with his mouth open.

Demyx gasped and pointed to the silver haired figure wandering – read: sauntering in a sexy manner – up to their little group. "Traitor!" he exclaimed. "You're a bad man!"

The silver haired teen rolled aquamarine eyes and flipped his hair casually over his shoulder. "You just can't handle the fact that I played you guys for saps"

"Silence traitor!"

"Don't listen to him Demyx," Axel said through gritted teeth. "We don't have to listen to people like him"

Sora and Roxas were equally stunned at the goings on around them. "What's going on, Riku?" the cinnamon haired teen asked, sidling up to his silver haired friend, wiping the remainders of his toast away with the back of his hand, suddenly rather self concious about his appearance now that Riku had shown up. "What do you mean by Organization members?"

Riku's eyes were narrowed at the two older teens. The two older teens were leering back. Demyx stuck his tongue out, and Axel gave him the finger. "They're a bunch of campers who think they're better than everyone else just because they've been here more than once," he explained. "If you ask me, they're all a bunch of losers"

"No, you're the loser!" Demyx expressed, in a rather childish manner. "Lets go Axel, I don't like traitors" And he turned on his heel and began walking away.

Axel was torn between heading after him, or staying here with Roxas. Emerald eyes flitted between the two males, and finally gave in. Throwing the plate of now cold, burned toast at Riku, he snatched Roxas' hand and dragged him along as he chased after Demyx who was clearly marching away, intent on being anywhere else but near Riku.

"What was that about?" Sora asked, looking down at the wasted food scattered on the grass.

Riku shrugged. "I don't know. But the cafeteria is finally open. Want some breakfast, Sora?"

"Do I!" and charged off towards the building, pausing to make sure his friend was following, only to have the silver haired male over take him.

- - - -

Finally able to pull his arm out of Axel's grip, Roxas stopped in his tracks and glared up at the two older males that seemed to be wandering off towards one of the cabins where the older boys stayed. Rubbing his wrist to try and rid it of the red mark Axel had left behind, Roxas almost growled as the two seemed to be ignoring him. "Do you mind not dragging me off!?" he called to Axel's back.

Redhead stopped and turned around. Blond paused and peered over his shoulder. "Well we obviously couldn't leave you there with him," Axel stated, as if it was plainly obvious why he had dragged Roxas away.

Roxas' blue eyes narrowed at the taller teen. "What have you guys got against Riku?"

"He's an asshole, okay? A-S-S-H-O-L-E, got it memorized?"

"That didn't answer my question" Hand was placed firmly onto Roxas' hip and he could feel a growl welling up in the pit of his stomach. He was ready to punch the pompous male square in the jaw.

Demyx muttered something from his spot, then turned around to face Roxas fully. "The Superior thought we should make him part of the Organization. He's attended Camp Kingdom Hearts a few times now, since he was about twelve, and he seemed like a good addition"

"Usually, we decide as a group who we're gonna let join. If it's undecided, then there's these trails the person goes through" Axel added, continuing Demyx's story. "Only the Superior thought he'd be a good choice and ignored the rest of us"

Demyx nodded fervently, agreeing. "Only he turned out to be a traitor, he did the worst thing possible. He's bad news."

At this, Roxas raised a brow, inclined to know just what Riku had done to upset this tight knit group of friends. "What did he do?"

Axel ran his hand over his hair, and Demyx shifted nervously from one foot to the other. Both males looked to each other for reassurance, and it was Axel that opened his mouth to speak. Looking around to make sure they were the only three around, he leaned towards Roxas, covering his mouth with his hand. "Kidnapped Mickey and blamed it on us."

Mickey, or King Mickey as Port had referred to him during the introduction, was a large statue carved from wood of a giant, out of proportion and disfigured anthropomorphic mouse that had been a part of the camp since it was built. There were also a duck and what was apparently a dog statue nearby him too. These two however came later, making Mickey their 'king'. Anyone caught vandalising these statues were in serious trouble. To steal one of them, and Mickey no less, was a crime worse than murder at Camp Kingdom Hearts.

How Riku managed to steal something that was as big as himself was beyond Roxas' imagination. It would have to be the work of a group of people, so it was no wonder this Organization had been blamed.

"We got into so much trouble!" Demyx cried out, stretching out his arms as if to demonstrate just how much trouble. "Luckily Luxord found it, and we were saved. We then gave Luxord his spot. Luxord's much cooler than Riku anyway"

Roxas seemed to be bombarded with names as if he was supposed to know each and every one of these people. All he could assume was that these people were also a part of the Organization that both Axel and Demyx belonged to. He had also discovered that the boy on the bunk next to his own was also a member, and that he was part of the original group members. Five had grown to twelve, and somehow Roxas found himself mixed up in all of this. Well, he hadn't exactly done it on purpose; it was all Axel's fault to be exact. And it was Axel that seemed to have the impression that Roxas wanted him as a friend.

Then again, on some level he was glad that Axel had decided to befriend him, because he didn't think he'd be able to cope with either being alone or hanging around with Sora The Socialite.

But there was a more important matter at hand to attend to. His stomach then vocally agreed with his brain.

"So what are we going to do about the fact I haven't eaten, you guys don't like Riku and Riku is currently where the food is?" Roxas asked, placing a hand over his stomach in a sad attempt to calm it's complaints down about just how hungry he was. Even the lumps of burnt bread Axel claimed was toast were starting to appeal to him, and they were probably laying in a heap on the dirty ground.

Demyx looked like he was contemplating the answer to the meaning of life. Axel just shrugged. Then, as if struck by magic, Demyx let out a joyful cry and shot his arm into the air. "We ask the Superior!" he announced, as if it was the answer to all life's questions. Then he danced around eagerly on the spot. "He can get us breakfast!"

Green eyes narrowed at the bouncing blond. "You already ate, dipshit"

Bottom lip jutted out, and Demyx pouted up at the other teen. "But I'm hungry too!"

"You're a bottomless pit, Dem. I'm sure," Axel said, beginning on his way again, not bothering to check to see if the other two blonds had decided to follow. Roxas watched Demyx trot after him, and then decided that his best course of action if he wanted to eat was to follow them.

So he did.

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Author's Notes: Yes, I took sooo long to update this. I do apologise! Thanks guys for all the reviews you give me, I read and treasure all the love that you guys give to me. I lovelovelovelove you all!