Hey! I have a new name, but it's still Victoria Faust. And yes i realize that I have been dead to the world of fanfiction for about five months, but no more! Here I am with the next chapter! Sorry for the wait! Enjoy this chapter. Warning, kind of long, but it's worth it!

Oh and by the way, I suggest listening to All Of Your Love by Hellogoodbye during the concert portion of this chapter. It'll be better if you do.

Love,

Victoria Dantes

Demyx groaned unhappily and turned over. He was lying on his couch, large ice bag covering the majority of his ghost white face. After he had fainted for the second time, his boss had sent him home. Demyx hadn't protested.

Ring, Ring...

His head throbbed. With every ring, he was sure his head would burst. Demyx stood up carefully, scared that his legs wouldn't hold him. They did, but he still felt the need to stand perfectly still.

Ring, Ring. Click.

"Hey Demyx, it's Axel. Had a question..."

Demyx's head shot up and he hobbled over to the phone.

"Call me back."

Just as Demyx's hand touched the receiver he heard a click.

"Why do you leave such short messages?!" Demyx cried, sitting directly on the floor.

His knees were burning white hot pain, but he ignored it. He had probably aggravated his injured knees by fainting and dropping to the ground so much. Clutching the phone, Demyx crawled over to the couch and lifted himself onto it. As soon as he had settled he decided to give Axel a call back. Dialing the number from memory, he pressed the phone to his ear.

Riiing...riiing...

"Yo."

"Axel!" Demyx yelled.

"Goddamn! What?!" Axel yelled back.

"You just called so I was calling you back!"

"Oh yea! I wanted to ask you something!" Axel's voice was starting to crack from all the yelling.

"Yea?! What?" Demyx cried.

"What are we yelling about?!" Axel practically screamed.

Demyx coughed and laughed.

"I don't know..."

And for the first time in his entire life, Demyx heard Axel laugh. Demyx gasped and stood up. Axel seemed to realize what he was doing and abruptly stopped.

"Uh...I changed my mind. I'll pick you up at your house." He said, sounding uncharacteristically embarrassed.

"How do you know my address?" Demyx asked.

"Larxene gave it to me. See you at seven."

Click.

Demyx brought the phone away and looked at it as if it had bitten him.

"What?"

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Demyx paced the wood floor of his apartment. He kept picking things up, walking around with them, then putting them back in the exact same spot. He was scared, nervous, happy, and anxious all at the same time. This little cocktail wasn't doing so well for his nerves. It was making him a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

He looked over at the clock. It read seven fifteen.

"He's late." He sighed, biting his thumb nail.

Demyx sat down on the couch and waited. The concert was at nine, so they still had time.

So Demyx sat. And sat. And sat.

He sadly looked up at the clock. Seven thirty-five.

Demyx dropped his head down and breathed in deeply. He would just have to drive himself. But before he could get up, a brutal onslaught of thoughts began flashing across his tired mind.

You've been stood up. He's ditched you. You're unimportant. He messed with your head.

He doesn't care about you.

There was no way he could go now. Demyx shut his eyes and he cried. He cried about missing the concert, he cried about acting like such a lovesick fool, he cried for thinking that Axel loved him. But mostly, he cried out of sadness for himself.

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Knock, knock, knock...

Demyx's eyes opened slowly as he looked around. His eyes immediately darted to the clock. It was eight ten. Just seeing the time reopened his wound, causing him to cry again. He cried so hard that his head began to throb and his voice gave out.

He wanted to yell or scream, but he was crying with too much force.

Knock, knock, knock, knock!

The knocking was frantic now. Demyx breathed in a few choppy breaths and walked over to the door. He rested his hand on the doorknob and looked down. His faded jeans were covered in tears. Pitiful.

Bang, bang, bang!

Demyx ripped open the door and yelled, "What?!"

Axel stood in Demyx's doorway, chest heaving. Demyx took a step back and made a motion to shut the door. The red head pushed himself against the door with all his weight and stepped into the apartment.

"I'm sorry Demyx, I..."

"Stop." Demyx held up his hand.

"Have you been crying?" Axel asked, leaning closer.

"Shut up! Leave me alone!" Demyx tried to walk away, hiding his tears.

Axel caught his arm and pulled him back.

"I'm sorry! I'm an ass. I was busy and lost track of time, okay?"

"No, it's not okay Axel! I waited for you! I was nervous and scared already, you just made it worse." Demyx tried to wiggle his way out of Axel's grip, but Axel just tightened.

"I thought you didn't care!" Demyx sobbed.

No more words needed to be said. All Axel had to do was pull Demyx into his chest and wrap his arms around him. Demyx cried for the third time that night. But this time he cried because he was happy that he had been wrong.

Demyx lifted his head and looked up at Axel. Axel's eyes were glittery with the beginnings of tears, but under no circumstances would he let himself cry. Axel opened his mouth to speak but he had no words to say. They were so close. Demyx felt Axel's lips close again. If Demyx moved just a little bit closer...

"Uh...we should get going now. We'll be late." Axel said, moving away.

Demyx nodded, disappointed and walked past Axel to the door. He turned his head to look back. Axel was standing in the same spot, arms folded across his chest.

"What are you doing?" Demyx asked.

Demyx's voice seemed to bring Axel out of his reverie, causing him to jump.

"Say what?"

"Let's go!" Demyx said, motioning towards the door.

Axel shook his head and sped out the door. Demyx followed, shutting the door behind him. In the distance, he saw Axel standing by a deep red car. As Demyx walked, he had time to think.

Just because he hugged me does he think I'm not mad? Well, boy is he wrong! He left me waiting for an hour and he expects me to just be okay?

By the time he had gotten to the car he was thoroughly pissed off. Axel turned on the car and looked at Demyx. Demyx gave Axel a disapproving look and turned towards the window.

The air in the car grew cold and the mood grew tense. Each of them wanted to say something, but neither knew what to say.

Finally, they pulled into the parking lot. Axel turned off the car, but neither of them moved. Axel looked at the clock.

"It's eight thirty." He said.

"We should go." Demyx said, back turned toward Axel.

Axel frowned.

He's still mad...but it's not my fault! He doesn't know what I was doing...he's just sensitive. Then again, I'm starting to get soft too...better fix that.

Axel flung open the door and walked around the front of the car to Demyx's side. Opening Demyx's door, Axel leaned toward the shocked blond's face. Demyx swung his legs over the side of the seat to get out, but he was stopped.

Axel put both hands on Demyx's legs and pulled himself forward even further. Demyx blushed and turned his head, unable to meet Axel's intense eyes.

Axel could've kissed Demyx right then and there. It would have been easy. But he didn't. It wasn't right. After all he had done to Demyx already, it would have been cruel to rob him of something he desperately wanted. Axel wasn't that mean.

Besides, he had a better idea. He was going to establish a deep need in Demyx.

A need for him.

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After all of the hustle and bustle of going through lines and security:

"Yes the hair is real and no you can't touch!"

They were finally in. Demyx stood in the front row, lost in a cloud of confusion. He looked over at the strange man standing next to him. He looked like Axel, sounded like Axel, heck he even smelled like Axel! Yet, Axel was acting completely different. For a moment, Demyx had thought that Axel was warming up to him, but maybe not...

"Sorry for the wait folks, we'll be up and running in about ten minutes," A voice rang out.

The crowd began screaming, causing Demyx to cover his ears. Closing his eyes he suddenly felt someone's hands overlap his. He breathed in sharply, feeling his stomach flip. His hands dropped down quickly.

The other hands moved away as well and Demyx felt someone's presence next to his ear.

"Not a word."

The soft tickle of breath caused him to shiver and turn his head. Axel smiled at him and snaked his arms around Demyx's slender shoulders. They stood together for what seemed like hours. Demyx was enjoying every minute of it.

His whole body went into autopilot and his head felt light. Axel rested his head on Demyx's shoulder. Demyx winced at the sensation of the mad tea party the butterflies in his stomach were having.

"Please welcome...Hellogoodbye!!"

Demyx's stomach tightened. Somehow, Axel decided now was a good time to let go. He backed away and took his place beside Demyx. Demyx let out a sad whimper at the sudden lack of body heat. He wanted to reach out and grab Axel, but an invisible force was stopping him.

Axel turned toward Demyx and smirked. A distressed look was plastered all over his face and he was biting his lower lip.

Axel just took it as another opportunity. He reached out his hand and touched Demyx's lip.

"Careful. If you bite too hard, it will bleed," he said.

Demyx's blinked, surprised and stared at the stage. The band had appeared and were saying something about being happy to be there. Suddenly people were yelling and the music had started.

It was loud and heart pounding. Demyx loved every minute of it. He could feel the music beating inside of him and he knew that this was exactly where he wanted to be.

"Girl. You wanted, to shut it all off and make a run for the door."

He closed his eyes and let himself be swallowed by the beat.

"It's so hard, to make it. For every inch we get, we need a mile more."

Axel resumed his place wrapped around Demyx and began swaying to the beat. Demyx jumped, but upon realizing who it was, he melted against Axel's chest. He rocked in unison with Axel, moving his hips from left to right.

"But there is always so much distance, can't but feel it somehow. But you have never ever felt it like you feel it right now."

Axel brought one of his hands of to Demyx's chest and tapped his fingers to the rhythm. Demyx couldn't take it any longer.

"I'm closin' off inside and oh it's only just started and you can't be close enough unless I'm feelin' your heartbeat..."

Demyx turned his head to look at Axel. Axel was looking down at him, an odd look in his eyes. He tried to reach up but he couldn't move his head far enough, so Demyx turned himself around completely. He lifted his head up until he was mere inches away from Axel's lips.

Axel tried as hard as he could to be the stronger one, but with Demyx standing there dancing with him, lips parted, it was becoming increasingly difficult. Finally he cracked.

Screw being strong.

Axel brought his head down and met Demyx's lips passionately. Demyx sighed against Axel's lips, making him kiss Demyx harder. Lights were blinking purple, green, and blue all around them, music pulsing through both of their veins.

"All of your love, was all that I needed. All of your love, was all that I needed, now."

Claps and screams sounded from every angle, shocking them out of their kiss.

"Ready to keep going??"

The crowd responded happily as the next song began.

Axel quickly brought Demyx back, venturing away from his mouth to kiss his neck. Demyx moaned and tried to breathe, unsuccessfully. Smiling, Axel slid his hand up the back of Demyx's shirt. Wincing with pleasure, Demyx shut his eyes as tightly as he could and gripped Axel's shirt. He couldn't make a scene here.

"What's this song called?" Axel breathed into Demyx's ear.

"Bonnie Taylor Shakedown 2K4," Demyx said between moans.

"Long name, but I'll never forget it," Axel said.

One more word and Demyx would've exploded. He leaned his forehead against Axel's chest and sighed.

Suddenly, Axel pulled away. Demyx audibly voiced his protest.

"What the...!"

"We can't do this here," Axel said, regaining a bit of sanity. He turned his head toward the stage.

Demyx's jaw hit the floor. He looked at the stage and watched. Sort of. The best night of his entire life and he couldn't even concentrate. The rest of the concert passed without much incident, save the occasional intoxicating touches and whispery words.

Before Demyx knew it, the concert was over and it was time to meet the band.

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Yay! Next chapter will be fun fun fun!