AN: So, it ended up being a three-part story. Here's the final part.

Several hours later, I woke up sticky, sweaty and slightly sore. I smiled at the memory of it – Axel had definitely known what he was doing. I turned to look at him, expecting him to still be asleep, but he wasn't. Those green eyes were looking up at me, and he grinned.

"Don't know about you, but I could use a shower."

"Me too."

He's definitely inventive, I'll give him that. I thought the whole purpose of having a shower was to get clean, but it turned out he had something else in mind. We did, eventually, stop doing unspeakable things to each other and wash, but even that wasn't simple. He insisted on washing my hair. Until then, he hadn't known that someone playing with my hair basically turns me into a melting pile of goo. It didn't take him long to work out that I was enjoying it maybe a little too much, and that just started him off all over again. Not that I was complaining – it felt far too good. When the water went cold, we dragged ourselves out of the bathroom, and started to gather up the clothes we'd so carelessly abandoned hours before.

"Riku, I think your phone's ringing."

It was. I could hear the ringtone that Sora had programmed in for himself, so I knew that's who was calling. Actually, he was probably wondering where I was – I'd normally have been home a few minutes after I finished work. We share a house – it's close to the university we both attend, and it means Sora has someone to keep an eye on him – he's not good at being alone. I eventually found the phone – just as it stopped ringing. Typical. Looking at the screen, I saw that he'd already called fifteen times. I definitely had to let him know where I was.

Before I could dial the number, the phone rang again. I didn't even need to hear the ringtone to know it was Sora.

"Hello."

"Riku, where have you been? Where are you? Are you ok?" Sora had a habit of asking questions faster than people could answer him – you just had to interrupt him.

"Sora, calm down, I'm fine."

"It's that dude from the club, isn't it? I knew I shouldn't have told him where you worked."

"Yes, I'm at his place, and no, he didn't kidnap me or anything like that. I'll see you later, Sora."

"Ok. Bye."

It's never a good idea to have a long phone conversation with Sora, and I really didn't want to sit there in just a towel any longer. A towel that was slipping, I might add.

"Your little friend?"

"His name is Sora, and he thought you'd kidnapped me."

That smirk was back. That damned sexy smirk that made me want to jump on him.

"Then I guess I'd better take you home, before he really starts panicking."

Scrambling back into my clothes, I half-wanted him to rip them back off, but he was right. I did have to go home and deal with Sora.

I survived the madcap motorbike ride, and didn't shake nearly so much when I got off the bike this time. Sora was waiting at the front door for me – like he was a parent waiting for his rebellious teenager to get home. He'd obviously been watching for my arrival.

Axel murmured in my ear, "what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Seeing you?"

The smile I got from him lit up his face in a way I hadn't seen before.

"I'll pick you up here at… say, noon?"

"Sounds good to me."

The kiss that followed left Sora in no doubt whatsoever that Axel and I were now a couple. I had to pull away before we started to go any further – we'd already established that it wasn't something we wanted to do in public.

"See you tomorrow."

He waved as he rode off. I stood there, watching, until he was out of sight, then turned to face Sora, who was looking somewhat triumphant.

"You can't complain about one of my dares again, when you look at how that one turned out!"

I laughed. I just couldn't help it. And because laughter is contagious, or seems to be, Sora soon found himself joining in as well. We must have made a peculiar sight, standing on the front lawn in hysterics. I didn't care, I hadn't been so happy in a long time. And it was all due to Sora and Axel, a most unlikely pair.

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