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Marly's Restaurant

By: jhonenfreek9000
folder Kingdom Hearts › Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 8
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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In the Kitchen....

Back in the kitchen, Axel lit the grill in front of him swiftly, throwing the steaks on with flair.
“Two more steaks,” came a voice, sounding absolutely miserable.
“Coming right up, Zexy,” the redhead grinned, flopping two red pieces of meat next to the other one, the sound of sizzling filling the room.
“Don’t call me that,” the waiter pouted as he handed over the other orders to the chef.
Axel took a moment to study Zexion’s appearance, observing how the violet loli dress stopped at his mid-thigh, the garter belt holding up his white stockings just barely visible.
“Stop staring and make the food,” the waiter pouted, his hand smoothing the side of his matching violet corset.
“You know there ARE other chefs back here besides me. I don’t cook all the food,” Axel teased.
“I’m back here too, yo,” came a voice behind Axel.
Zexion rolled his eyes as a second redhead came into view, this one with his chef top unbuttoned and a long ponytail.
“And I wondered why the food’s so terrible,” the waiter stated snidely before heading back out onto the floor to take care of his other tables.
Reno scowled, cursing under his breath after the purple-haired male.
“Don’t pay much attention to him,” Axel said, flipping one of the steaks.
“But he-” Reno started, only to be cut off by the other redhead saying,
“He’s just sore that Demyx made him take this job. Cut him some slack.”
Reno continued to fume until the head chef came up behind him, slipping an arm around his waist, whispering into his ear,
“Calm down.”
The former Turk sighed and sank back against the younger male, his eyes closing.
“Only if you promise to help,” Reno replied seductively, his hand coming up to grab Axel’s neck.
Just as his hand crept toward Reno’s waist, Axel whispered huskily,
“Remember last time I helped you calm down?”
The older redhead groaned before answering,
“Yeah.”
Reno pressed himself suggestively against the younger man, their pelvises aligning perfectly.
“That was the day the health inspector came by,” the head chef breathed, “and he opened the door just as we finished, remember?”
“So?”
“We were nearly fired,” Axel finished, licking around Reno’s earring, “It was a good thing that someone made a scene elsewhere, allowing us enough time to pull our pants up.”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“Then do you remember Marluxia chewing us out afterwards? He wasn’t as oblivious as the inspector.”
Axel drew back away from the older chef, his hand leaving Reno’s waist. The former Turk sighed disdainfully at the loss of contact and turned to face the other chef, who was busy preparing the steaks again.
“Why have you been such a fucking tease lately?” the older man questioned sourly, turning back to the food he was supposed to be making.
“No reason,” Axel answered, throwing a steak heavily onto a plate.
“I’ve known you for too long to know when you’re lying,” Reno stated.
The head chef remained silent, focusing on the remaining steaks on the grill.
“It’s cuz of that cute new host, isn’t it?” the older man asked, the resentment clear in his voice.
Axel scowled at the sizzling steaks, gritting his teeth.
“That hot little blonde in the black dress,” Reno continued bitterly, angrily chopping up a head of lettuce.
The head chef picked up the two done steaks, setting them on separate plates.
“Are you done with those sides yet?” he asked, changing the subject.
“Yeah,” Reno answered sullenly, practically throwing the bowl of sides to the other man.
Axel growled, sliding the sides next to the steaks and setting the plates on the shelf separating the kitchen from the rest of the restaurant.
A moment later, Zexion walked up, a bill stuffed in the top of his corset.
“What happened there?” Axel asked, adding garnishes to the plates.
“Some pig at table six snuck it in while I was leaning over to pour him some more coffee,” the waiter complained, ripping the bill from his clothes and slamming it in his tip jar that was sitting on the ledge.
Grumbling, Zexion took the plates and headed back out to the floor, his heels making his ass stick out.
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Yaaaay new chapter! My gawd, I've made Axel such a whore! But I still love him!! Couldn't resist putting in Reno (cuz you know two redheads are sexxy together) and one of my readers (Micky ^-^) wanted to see some other Org. members in drag.

Sorry there's no Seifer/Hayner stuff in this chapter but when I started to write when Seifer coming back to Hayner's table, I became brain dead and decided that this kitchen part was long enough to be its own chapter.
Next chapter shall be up soon! :D
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