Title: Thirty Kisses for Axel and Demyx

Author: Lacey

Rating: M just to be safe

Fandom: Kingdom Hearts

Pairing: AkuDemy

Summary: Thirty kisses.

Part One - Look Over Here

If there ever was anything that was hard to do, it was get Axel to not watch Law and Order. The redhead was sucked in, no matter if it was the show or the commercials. And Demyx was tired of it. He no longer wanted to wait an hour or two just to get a few words in with the TV going. After pouting and pouting about it, with no real progress, he had begun to think. Think, think, think. Finally, he got some kind of idea on how to get Axel away from the TV.

"AXEY~! IF YOU DON'T LOOK AT ME RIGHT NOW, I'M GOING TO BE ABDUCTED BY ALIENS." All he got was an unaffected grunt. A pout met this, and he sighed a moment, thinking again. What was bigger than Axel's need for fake crime shows? His sex drive! That had to be it.

A few minutes later, Demyx returned to block the television with his naked, oily, skinny body.

"Hey, Axey~ Look over here~." The look on Axel's face was priceless when Demyx's nimble fingers found the power button on the TV and the blond crossed the room, dropping into a leather-clad lap. He pressed a gentle kiss against his lover's lips, before his forehead rested against the opposite male's. "Finally, got your attention off of that TV. It'll rot your brains, you know."

Part Two - News; Letter

"DEMYX! DEMYXWHEREAREYOU!?" Axel burst through the house in search of his lover, eye twitching. His senses were heightened, his heart was clamoring to get out of his chest, and he was scared for Demyx's life. When he got no reply, he ran upstairs to the bedroom; inside he heard the slightest tinkle of a laugh. "...Demyx?" Pushing open the door, he was met with a sight quite opposite of what he had been thinking.

Demyx burst out laughing, rolling back onto the bed and pushing the laptop onto the hope chest at the foot of the bed with his toes. "How'd I know that would get you running?"

On the web site for the movie Funny Games, there was an option to send a video text about you being kidnapped by cruel people in a regular home. Demyx, of course, wanted to see Axel's response, and this was pure gold.

"Demyx!" Axel roared, leaping onto the bed and closing the laptop in the process. He clung to the other, pinning him down to the soft, satin sheets with a growl and almost-menacing snarl present on his lips.

Of course, the only reaction was a giggle, "Yes, Axey?"

"I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU!"

"As you should be when you go out with your friends and leave me home alone."

"...You could be a ni--" Axel was cut off by the sweetest kiss he'd ever received by his lover.

"...okay, fine. You win."

Part Three - Jolt!

...BOUNCE.BOUNCEBOUNCEBOUNCEBOUNCE.

"Demyx, go away, it's midnight, I'm asleep."

Bouncebouncebounce.

"Stop bouncing on the bed...it's jackin' me up."

Bouuuuuuuuuuuunce.

"Dem! Seriously!"

.

Throwing off the covers, Axel sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "What." It wasn't even a question.

"AXEYI'MHYPERLET'SMAKECOOKIES!" Taking a long look at Demyx, Axel finally spoke.

"What's that you've got, there?"

"Umum...I forget what it's called. It's somma that Caffeine Gum!"

"OhGod..." He leant forward and kissed him, long and hard. When he pulled back, he had gum in his mouth. "This thing had better still have caffeine in it, or I'll never keep up with you."

Part Four - Our Distance and That Person

"Axel." The name was said a bit more...seriously than normal. Axel never thought his name had sounded like that coming from Demyx.

"Yes?" He knew he was guilty. He sidled up to Demyx and gave a cheeky grin. "I love you."

Demyx reached out and slapped him; sadly, it was the most pathetic slap he'd ever received. It really didn't get the point across. "No, you don't. You've been so distant lately, and now I know why! You've been with Roxas again!"

"But...Demy, he's so different from you."

"Then go be with him."

"But then I wouldn't have you..." The redhead attempted to pull his blond over, but Demyx was resilient.

"Then pick one." Demyx seethed, walking out of the room. Axel followed him, nearly tackling him just before he got to the stairs. He quickly worked nimble fingers against delicate sides, tickling with all of his power. While those sea foam green eyes crinkled at the edges with laughter, it seemed hollow. While he still thrashed around, Axel waited until he wriggled onto his back before leaning down and kissing him long and lovingly.

"I love you, and I'm picking you."

Part Five - "Ano sa..." ("Hey, you know..." in English)

"Hey, Axel...." Demyx started, hopping over the couch and resting his head in Axel's lap. "You know...I've been thinking."

"Oh, wow, Dem, that's amazing." Axel replied, immersed in his book.

"I'm serious. And...I think we should have some kids." Axel sputtered.

"Wh-what?"

"Kids."

"Wh-why?"

"Well, we love each other, we're settled down, we have a nice apartment..." Demyx paused, "And...I'm already pregnant, so it would fit the description."

Axel's eyes looked like they were going to bug out of his head. Demyx pecked his lips.

"It's okay, baby, I'll give you time to think. It's either me and the kids, or you're out of the apartment and I'll force someone else to be daddy." Axel caught Demyx's arm.

"I'll be daddy..you just...don't spring something like this on someone...like that...Dem..."

Part Six - The Space Between Dream and Reality

Living with Demyx was a dream. There was glitter everywhere and you never knew what to expect. Time escaped you and you often found yourself amid music montages. In short, being with Demyx was a lot like being sucked into The Labyrinth with a teenaged David Bowie.

When life wasn't a dream, though, it was a nightmare. Reality was an awful thing to face. Even with Demyx Bowie, well, there were things that overwhelmed you and...sometimes what it took to get through it was something so good that you couldn't ignore it.

They were about to lose the apartment. Demyx was six months pregnant, and Axel's job wasn't keeping them aloft on its own. The blond refused letting Axel have another job, too, because he needed him there.

The night before being kicked out, the date was set. Both boys had the time of their lives; they spent all night together, hugging and touching, pushing and pulling, driving each other over the edge as much as possible. At the end of it, a heavy, sweaty Demyx pressed his lips to a sweaty forehead, two eyes, a nose, two tear-shaped tattoos, and finally a pair of lips. "I love you, no matter what happens." This blurred dreams and reality.

Part Seven - Superstar

Fame. Stardom. His name up in lights. It was everything he'd ever thought it would be, but still...there was something missing. Axel had everything; girls, boys, alcoholic beverages, money, clothes...everything but something to keep him grounded. As he walked the streets of New York, he let himself be pulled by beautiful music until he found something that nearly shattered his heart.

A genuine starving artist, playing his sitar for money. Probably just to feed himself with. And the boy was cute; dirty, but cute.

"Hey, kid....whatcha gatherin' money for?" It was always good to ask.

The blond glanced up, still playing. "I don't have enough for dinner tonight...so I figured I could skip lunch and get something to eat. Then I gotta go find somewhere to sleep.." He usually chose the park.

A dilemma hit him and, without thinking, the redhead was speaking again. "How about we get a hotel and I take you somewhere to eat?"

Of course, Demyx looked like he was about to be molested. "Um..."

"It's okay, I'm famous. Axel." Demyx's jaw dropped.

"The Axel? OHGODYES." He leapt up, closing his sitar case after packing it away. "Let's go~!"

Axel leant down and kissed his lips, smiling a bit. "Alright, let's get you fed, Skinny."

Part Eight - Our Own World

When they were together, there was no talking to them. Riku and Sora had noticed this. Those eyes locked, and if lips weren't touching, something always was. Lanky arms wrapped around a thin body, hands slipping into front pockets. Axel's head was permanently on Demyx's shoulder, and it almost never moved unless it was absolutely necessary. When they went to the mall? The only time they separated as to sit in the photo booth or eat or for Demyx to try something on. And even then, Axel went into the changing room with him.

It was always like they were in their own little world, and nothing could draw them out of it. Especially when they kissed like that; quick, little kisses that never actually left the other's lips. They'd push and pull like that until Demyx had an asthma attack; and everyone around them knew it.

Part Nine - Dash

"...Demyx, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Axel was slightly worried for his own health, now. Demyx didn't cook, he killed; he was a lethal weapon in the kitchen, and seeing him look so nonchalant really worried his lover. "Baby, lookit me."

"I'm just doing what the recipe said, Axey!" Demyx replied, disgruntled. He was nearly eight months pregnant, "I have one and it said a dash of pepper."

"...then why do you have sour cream boiling in there?"

Demyx blinked, then looked down. "...because...it's...pepper?" He glanced away, blushing. "Okay, so I can't cook." He threw a 'dash' of sour cream at Axel's face. "I can do that, though."

Axel reached down and scooped up a handful of peanut butter, and, while he didn't know why it was there, he smeared it all over Demyx's face and down his neck. Frowning, Demyx reached forward and smeared some butter on the other's chest, down to the line of his pants. This went on for several minutes with different things until both males were covered in spreads and foods of all sorts of different types.

Leaning up to kiss him, Demyx licked at him and purred, "Mm...sour creammmm~" That purr had Demyx on the kitchen floor, his own clothing, or, what was left, tossed behind them.

Part Ten - #10

Demyx had been seated in front of that computer for hours. Axel was waiting, and waiting, and waiting, because Demyx just had 'two more seconds' worth of stuff to do, but he'd been saying that all night.

"Dem, what are you even doing?"

"Um...don't worry about it." Demyx replied nervously, trying to hide the screen. It had gone on like this for most of the night as well. "It's just something I have to think about."

"Let me help."

"...Axey, you wouldn't like it."

"Why not?"

"Because...it's miiiine."

"...that just means I wanna know more."

"...no you don't?" Demyx gave a weak smile.

"Just tell me."

"OKAY. FINE. I have to list my top ten favorite kinks."

Axel's face resembled 'O_o' as he stared back at him. "Why?"

"...it's because...I'm doing a Rabbit Hole survey. Xiggy found it."

"...I am not a rabbit hole."

"...are you a survey?"

"No. But so what? Why're you tellin' Xigbar yer top ten kinks?" Axel frowned, flopping down beside the other.

"It isn't just for Xiggy...it's for everyone."

"I'm the only one who needs to know."

"So? Doesn't mean I can't share with my friends."

"Don't do iiiiiiit~ I'll be lonely when they find out you're a sexy blond that's kinky as Hell."

"Then write down some lame ones." And Axel took the laptop and wrote down some that would, hopefully, scare people away. Before Demyx could read it, he kissed his lips gently and kept him there for a few moments.

"Mm...there. Now they think you're into warped stuff, and they'll leave my Dem alone."

AN: Alright, there's the first installment. :3 I hope you guys like it. Reviewwwwwwws are looooooove3