Organization 101

AN: I'm not experienced much when it comes to fight scenes, and I tried it mutiple ways, but third person POV worked the best. So please don't bash me if I mess up, I'm learning as I go.



Chapter Warnings: Mentions of sex. Cussing. You know the drill.



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Third Person

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Roxas cautiously opened the door that led to the office. It looked like a normal office, neat and organized with a bookcase and neatly folded papers on the corner of the desk, which was located in the center of the room. But the only thing that was unusual about this office was the slender long dark-haired girl in the middle of the room; her gloved hand fists raised in fight stance.



"Can't we negotiate?" Axel pouted.



The girl raised a brow. "After I kick your ass, yes."



Roxas smiled, summoning his two keyblades. "It's hopeless. Two against one."



She grinned widely and the door behind her opened, revealing a tall figure, dressed in all black, blonde hair stuck up in spikes. He noticed Axel and Roxas and turned to the girl. "Need help, Tifa?"



Tifa smiled. "About time, Spiky."



The blonde haired man gave her a look and turned to Axel and Roxas, and noticed the keyblades in the kid's hands. "Might want to put those away, kid." Reaching behind him and pulling out a large sword.



Axel's eyes bulged out of his skull. "Is a weapon that big really necessary, man?"



Roxas glared at the pyro. "Scared?"



"For chopping off Organization members heads? Yes," the blonde replied hoarsely. Tifa grinned, standing beside the blonde, raising a beckoning brow. Well fuck me senseless, Axel thought.



The spike haired blonde was faster than met the eye; he quickly surged forward, ramming his blade at Roxas, the force of his impact causing the kid to fall back onto the bookcase, books shattering everywhere. Roxas rubbed the back of his head and glared at the man.



Axel's face soon met the fist of the girl's. She hit harder than he thought she would. He quickly picked himself up and glanced at the kid, who looked a bit ticked off and amused at his pain. Brat.



He lunged forward, slashing both blades towards the blonde. Axel rolled his eyes, figures he would get the girl.



Tifa lunged towards him once more, but he easily threw one of his chakrams towards her, she dodged it, dropping low to ground and kicking him in the kneecap. This girl played dirty. GRR. He raised a brow. He summoning his firepowers and surprised her by surging her with a flare of fire, she yelped and moved out of the way.



Hahaha. But she jumped into the air, her feet kicking and managed to successfully throw him onto his back. She sat on him, a satisfied grin on her pretty features. He reached up and gripped her forearms, burning her with his fire. She screamed and smacked him with her fist. He scowled.



Meanwhile, Roxas was finding it hard to keep up with the man, who always managed to sneak attack him with his blade, he parried a few blows and even managed to hit the blonde a few times, but it didn't slow the man down. Roxas fell onto the ground, turning quickly before the blade met the ground, and had he not moved, it would’ve been stuck in his chest. He stood up and smacked the blonde with both his keyblades, calling forth his magical powers and striking him with thunder for good measure. The man groaned, clenching his teeth in pain. Roxas grinned and looked at the redhead, who looked very occupied with the girl, who was currently dodging his chakrams as she raced towards him, catching up to him and punching him in the chest, making him stagger back. Haha.



Axel successfully managed to capture the girl, gripped her arms painfully in his hands, burning her slightly, making her scream in pain and turned her around, her back close to his chest, her hands behind her back in an immobile position. He whistled, calling the attention of the man who the girl had called Spiky. He made a show of putting one of his glitteringly sharp chakrams near the skin of her throat.



"Make one move, I'm slicing her throat," he said, panting heavily from the fight. He leaned closely, whispering in her ear, "Such a shame, you're so pretty."



The man spoke up, his voice sharp. "Don't touch her!"



"Why?" asked Axel smugly, "Is she your girl?"



The stranger's face turned red and stepped forward, one of Roxas's blades suddenly appeared by his face, stilling him. He glared at the kid, turning his attention back to the girl.



Tifa struggled against him. "Bastard."



"My favorite pet name," Axel responded, "Now, let's negotiate."



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Roxas' POV

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I had to admire the pyro for handling that situation so delicately. Tricking the pair of them into giving him what he wanted, not that they really had a choice. The blonde was reluctant, but the girl (Tifa he believed was her name) was the one who in the end, agreed.



Turns out that Xemnas sent us on this mission for astupid book, in a language I didn't understand. Asshole. A book? Honestly, I expected a better prize than this. Axel wasn't happy either, mumbling how much our leader hates him. I flipped the cover over, the only words I could understand was the name Ansem. Mmm...interesting...



Axel exited the room, book in hand. "Oh by the way, don't die. I imagine your Nobodies will be bastards to kill. Have a nice day."



I smiled at the older boy, giving him a look. "Impressive. I didn't think the blonde would break."



"Guys always break down when it comes to their girls," Axel said, "Which is why I don't believe in love, makes you weak. See how easily he gave in?" He snapped his fingers. "Piece of cake."



I put my hood on, covering my features. "I don't why...but I got the feeling I fought that man before..."



Axel glanced at me worriedly. "Probably your imagination. Took a couple hard blows to the head, kid?"



I ignored him, still unable to shake the feeling of how familiar the man was, and even the girl. SOLDIER.



I shrugged it off, following the pyro back to our gummi ship.



Mission Impossible accomplished.



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Xemnas was most pleased withour mission, his eyes glittering with...happiness?



"Excellent number eight and number thirteen, I must admit, I had my doubts, but you've proved you can work well together," he purred, his eyes glittering. He placed a fatherly hand on my shoulder.I smiled weakly, not liking how the man squeezed my shoulder possessively. Axel looked weary, as if expecting the silver haired man to reach over and choke him.



"Axel," Xemnas said, calling the older boy's attention. "I've changed your patrol duties to next week, enjoy your time off."



Axel's expression was unreadable, he nodded numbly. "Thank you."



He smiled and walked off, leaving us confused. I glanced at the pyro and smirked.



"Looks like that girl can punch," I smiled, referring to the black eye Axel had.



Axel flicked me off. "Brat."



"Bastard."



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The next few days only got stranger. Xemnas decided to put Axel and me on patrol duty together. Have no earthly idea why, maybe to test out the theory if we could eventually resort to killing each other.



And after two hours of roaming the cold dark streets, I found myself dodging chakrams, the fringes of my cloak smoking. Yes, I had to admit, it was better having the pyro on your side than against you. Axel swirled his chakrams in his hands, turning them to fire and flying them at me, and I smacked one of them in mid-air with my keyblade, and it swirled back towards him, smacking him hard in the chest with a loud groan, falling to the ground with a thud.



I...grew worried when I noticed he wasn't moving. I cautiously stepped forward, wincing when I examined the damage. His face was etched in pain. He quickly gripped my ankle, pulling me to the ground, a loud CRACK was heard. He broke my ankle. I screamed in pain, clenching my ankle, glaring heatedly at the Nobody. "Not fair."



He laughed weakly, reaching to unattach the chakram from his stomach, hissing in pain as he did so, blood dripping from the chakram. "Nobody makes me bleed my own blood." (couldn't resist! xD!)



I flicked him off. "I should leave you there to die."



"I hate you," he sighed in defeat.



"Yeah, me too," I admitted, hopping on one foot and extending a hand, and he took it.



And strangely, from then on, we were...friends? Who still occasionally fought, but friends nonetheless. Our relationship only got more strange.



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Day 21 of confinement (told from Axel's POV)

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Luxord, the bastard, ate the remaining Oreos, which I bought for ME. Not HIM.



Marluxia, the kinky bastard, kept chasing me down the hallways of the castle with women's underwear. The fetishes that man has, I swear.



Zexion, the second best manipulator of the group after me (bow), tricked me into taking his shift for patrol duty. Evil bastard.



You're probably wondering why the fuck I'm confined to these castle walls, no longer allowed to travel different worlds...well it's quite easy. It started out innocently enough. A game. A game of wits.



Over the course of the month, I'm not ashamed to say that the brat was...growing on me. Occasionally we fought, but it always ended on a good note. Me..Groping him in some unfriend-like way. I couldn't contain myself...the kid is...adorable in a jerk way.



Scratch that, the kid was sexy. Like sex on sticks with two keyblades. TWO. Sizzling. I've had fantasies involving the kid and those keyblades...how did I not see this before? His bigheadedness must've blinded me temporarily...



AHEM. Onto the story--



The kid was fifteen, but I quickly learned he wasn't INNOCENT as he had us all fooled. Kinky little bastard. He would make random appearances in my bedroom, suckling on Sea-Salt Ice cream. Mmmm...damn him, teasing me like that. Either you fuck me, ignore me, but NEVER tease ME. Not allowed.



I made shows of making out with Demyx (fuckbuddy) in front of the kid, ramming the brunette sitar player into the brick walls and lewdly kissing him while Roxas and me was on patrol duty. The kid would glare and walk off in a huff. Hehehe. Teasing was fun.



Payback is a bitch, yo.



Soon this little game of teasing became more open to the rest of the members, to the point while dinner, I would say sly things like, "Last night was good, right, Demyx?"



Or better--



"I'm sorry about last night, didn't mean to fuck you so hard."



Xemnas would sputter and glare at me, slamming his hand on the table, making everybody jump in their chairs. "EIGHT!"



Bastard. At least say my name. Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it memorized, YET?



And I'll admit--I pushed the limits by attempting to give Demyx a blowjob under the table, making the brunette squeak and ram his knuckles in his mouth, and everybody glanced at the guitar player, wondering if he was having a seizure or something.



Xemnas poked his foot in my stomach from underneath the table, and for the first time in four fucking years, said, "AXEL!"



I immediately stopped and wondered if I could...disappear. Like...magic. Unfortunately, I couldn't and had to bear the wrath of our leader, our humble...noble... bastard...jerkoff...Xemnas.



And the embarrassment. And the snickering of Roxas, his eyes glittering. He won. I lost.



(bangs head on desk)



30 days of confinement. Just...nine days to go. Maybe then I can get back at the brat. I'll figure out a clever way.



Goodnight. Like my sarcasm there? It's always fucking night here.



Signed,



Axel



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Roxas' POV

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I stuck my head out my bedroom, recognizing a familiar redhead walking by. "Hey! You're out of confinement yet?"



The dark cloaked figure stopped in the middle of the hallway and turned towards me, a scowl on his features. He walked back towards my room, and rudely entered my room without permission. I rolled my eyes and turned to the pyro, fixing him my infamous glare of doom.



I yelped when he suddenly gripped me from behind, bringing my back closely to his chest, his hands on mine, keeping me from pulling away.Bastard.



Then he did something that...was cruel.



He LICKED my earlobe. And NIBBLED. And SUCKED. I was soon a hopeless puddle of quivering bones in his arms, unable to stand straight had it not been for his frame supporting me.



"Nnngh..."



Then he cruelly stopped his ministrations and walked out of the room, as if he didn't just give me a hard-on.



I took a cold shower and plotted my revenge.



The game was back on. Full throttle this time.



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AN: The games grows hotter. I expect major action to come, teasingly major. Reviews make the author post faster! ;D