"Where do you think you're going!?" Marluxia screamed, swinging open the door a second before it slammed. He watched his redheaded boyfriend storm to his motorcycle before turning around. He glared emerald daggers at the pinknette.

"I'm going somewhere where you aren't!" he nearly hissed. Marluxia put a hand to his chest, looking absolutely appalled. He stared at Axel, then turned back into the house, letting out an exasperated sigh, slamming the door. Axel jammed on his helmet, fitting it perfectly over his spiked red hair.

The ride to the bar every night was almost a nightly thing lately. Axel felt that he and Marluxia were just no longer compatible, but he didn't know how to break up without Marluxia threatening to kill himself. It was a horrible thought, but true. When he met Marluxia the boy seemed normal, but was...very abnormal. Thinking about his boyfriend only made Axel's rage increase, so he stopped altogether.

A bright neon sign came into view, and Axel pulled over. There had to be someone there that he could have some fun with, unlike that deadbeat Marluxia. He burst through the doors of the bar, a blonde boy's guitar solo blaring in his ears. He closed his eyes, and sat at the table, sighing softly. The bartender hastily slid a beer down the table, making it stop expertly in front of Axel. The redhead took a long, quenching thirst. He let out a small, content, sigh, and set it back down, trying his best to ignore the man to his side, talking his ear to death.

His attention was drawn to different things, the cute blonde on the guitar, another cute blonde in the corner, and an even cuter bluenette at the end of the bar. He seemed to be interested with the five guys chatting him up, but he would often give that short, longing look towards the door.

Axel decided to stand. He sauntered over to the boy, and pushed one of the guys next to him off of the bar stool, placing himself in the vacant seat. The man cursed, and nearly went to strike, but decided against it, and stalked off. The blunette gave Axel an uninterested look, and took another swag of his drink.

"I'm Axel," Axel smiled, holding out his hand.

"Zexion. Charmed," the boy sighed, placing his hand in Axel's and giving it a light shake.

Axel smirked at his boredom, "So. How about this. We skip the talking, and get down to business. I know what you want, you know what I want. Got it memorized?" he purred, leaning forward in anticipation to the boy's answer. Zexion's expression turned into one of relief.

"Finally," he drawled. "Someone who gets it." He stood, and grabbed Axel's hand, pulling him up. "Let's go."

Axel happily obliged, taking the lead and pulling Zexion to the parking lot. Once in the cold air of the night, he pressed him against the bar's brick wall, and crashed their lips together, closing his eyes as he basked in the feeling of the boy's, Zexion's, small body.

Zexion pushed him away, "Wait," he said softly. "My car, I've got a little more class then doing it in a parking lot," he murmured, pushing Axel towards a black BMW with black tinted windows. Axel chuckled, almost darkly, and opened the car door, ushering Zexion in.

"Sex with a stranger in a car at a bar's parking lot. So classy," the redhead teased, letting himself in, then closing it. He leaned over the bluenette, and kissed him, wasting no time to unclothe him. Zexion reacted immediately, unbuttoning Axel's shirt, and pants. The redhead dove down and attacked Zexion's neck in kisses, anxiously yanking down the smaller's pants. He pressed against him, and kissed down his jaw line, "Ready?" he whispered into the boy's ear.

Zexion nodded, already panting from the sheer excitement of doing something like this. He winced when Axel first penetrated him, but was soon undulating against him, their bodies crashing together at an erratic pace. Zexion's legs slowly wrapped around Axel's slender waist, and his head flung back.

The sheer bliss of it all made Zexion pant from near exhaustion. He moaned pleasantly, which obviously pleased Axel, for the male leaned down to kiss and nip at his neck. Zexion bit his knuckles, his climax ready to be reached at any moment. Obviously, Axel knew. He could feel Zexion's muscles slowly beginning to tighten.

After a few moments of give and take, Zexion released, panting hard as his moving began to slow. Axel released only seconds after Zexion's own climax had been met. He leaned down, and switched his and Zexion's positions, slowly twirling the smaller boy's blue locks.

"Zexion..." Axel breathed.

"Hm?"

"You have a pretty name..."

"Oh...thanks," Zexion said softly, laying his head on Axel's chest.

"You're welcome...Zexion...?"

"Yeah?" Zexion asked softly.

"I think...that I might love you," the redhead purred.

Zexion chuckled. "You don't waste any time. Let's see...tomorrow we can get married, then the next day we can have five children, then the day after that we can grow old, and become an elderly bickering couple."

"Sounds good to me," Axel mused.

"I was kidding," Zexion snorted.

"I wasn't," Axel laughed softly, kissing the shell of Zexion's ear with surprising gentleness.

This chapter was so fail....