A few notes before we start: First, these are not betaed so there will likely be many errors. Second, these are totally random thoughts and ideas I got from the prompts given, don't expect brilliance. I just wanted to have fun with these and I hope those they were written for enjoy them. Thirdly, they are not titled. The names at the top are who they were written for. Fourth, I still don't freakin' own these people. …And lastly, please have wonderful holidays for me, okay?

Now with that said…

Master Doggeh-

There was an insistent pounding on Axel's door and the redhead tried to ignore by covering his ears with his pillow. While this muffled the sound, it did not manage to drown it out. When his head began to throb to the steady rhythm, he gave up and rolled himself off the bed.

With heavy, deliberate steps he headed for the door. Whoever this was better have a damn good reason for bothering him. If not, he was going to toast them. Hitting the lock, he threw the door open.

Demyx grinned brightly at him. "Hey, Axel."

The fire-wielder sighed and turned away. "Not in the mood, Demyx."

The grin faltered. "Come on, Axel. You've got to stop brooding like this."

"I'm not brooding." Axel countered, throwing himself back down on his bed.

"Fine, sulking." Demyx entered the room and leaned against the wall next to the door. "Same diff."

Axel stared at the ceiling. "You know what his last words to me were? No one would miss me. Can you believe that? I guess I really didn't mean anything to him."

"You know that isn't true."

"No, I don't."

Demyx moved away from the wall. He approached the bed and swatted at Axel's arm. "Come on."

Axel narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"Come on, I have something to show you."

"Dem, I really don't want-"

"Don't care." Demyx cut him off with an unusually stern tone. "Let's go."

There was a brief stare down but Axel gave in deciding he just did not want to spend the energy arguing. He left the bed and picked up his coat from where he had thrown it on the floor two days ago. "Where are we going?"

There was an odd sparkle in Demyx eyes. "You'll see."

The musician opened a corridor and motioned Axel forward. The redhead wordlessly stepped in, Demyx right behind him. They emerged a few minutes later, Demyx in the lead, on a snow covered hill.

Axel immediately shivered. "Fuck! It's freezing!"

"It's not that cold." Demyx countered.

Below them, Twilight Town spread out, also blanketed in white. Buildings were decorated with lights and the street lamps had ropes of green wound around them. Each was topped with a large red bow. The tram had a wreath tied to its front.

Axel's voice matched how cold it was out. "Why the hell did you bring me here?"

Demyx's answer was simple. "…Because you need to see this."

He began walking down the hill as Axel shouted. "See what?"

Demyx did not answer and after a minute, Axel followed him, hands stuffed in his pockets. This was the absolute last place he wanted to be. If this had something to do with Roxas, he was going to kill Demyx.

"This better be the real Twilight Town, Dem." Axel muttered as they entered town. "We promised Namine we wouldn't mess with that fake one."

Small brownstones lined the street they walked down. Faint laughter drifted from an upcoming side-street. Demyx did not look back. "This won't take long."

Damn it all. They were in that world forsaken place. That meant this was about Roxas. Axel did not want to see the younger Nobody who had abandoned the Organization, had abandoned him.

"I don't want to be here, Demyx." Axel stopped and turned to leave.

The blonde ran over and gripped Axel's arm. He was angrily shaken off. "Come on, Axel. This is really important."

"I don't want to see him!" The redhead shouted. "Not only did he just run off on me, he doesn't even remember doing it! He has no idea who we are anymore! He's completely forgotten me!"

"Do you really believe that?" Demyx looked at him steadily.

Axel glanced away bitterly. "I told you what Namine said."

A faint smile tugged at Demyx's mouth. "She was wrong."

Axel's face twisted up in confusion. "What?"

He took Axel's hand and pulled him forward. They stopped at the corner house and Demyx edged his upper half around the edge. "All right, switch places with me and just watch and listen."

Axel closed his eyes a moment before moving to take Demyx's position. He forced himself to look around the house and fought not break down. Roxas was a house down, running around the plowed street with his new friends and a tiny puppy.

He looked so happy, so free.

"I can't believe your mom actually got you a dog for Christmas!" The girl with him exclaimed, laughing as the red-furred creature chased after a black-haired boy. "He's so cute!"

"I was surprised, too." Roxas grinned. "After all that fuss she made about it."

A taller blonde teen stood off to the side, watching as the puppy managed to latch on to the dark-haired boy's pant leg causing him to trip. The small dog released him, play growling. Some of its red fur spiked up along the back of its neck. The tall boy laughed. "He's a tough little thing."

"Yeah," agreed Roxas.

"So what are you going to name him?"

"Axel."

The observing Nobody started. If he had a heart, he was certain it would have stopped. Roxas could not have just said…

"Why Axel?" The girl queried.

Roxas shrugged. "I don't know. I just saw the red fur and his fiery personality and the name just came to me, clear as anything."

Axel had to stop watching. He pulled back and pressed his back against the front of the house. He closed his eyes and ordered himself to calm. "He… remembers."

Demyx grinned. "Yeah. It may only be subconsciously but the point is, you are important enough to him to have left a permanent mark on him."

Axel felt the first smile in a long time pull at his lips. He opened his eyes and turned to Demyx. There was genuine gratitude in his voice. "Thanks, Dem."

"Merry Christmas, Axel."