Therapy

Diclaimer: I own...well I own nothing.

Warning: All your basics, I'm actually tired of always doing these so just look at earlier chapters and it won't get much worse.

Pairing: Axel x Roxas and mentioned Zexion x Demyx

Roxas nuzzled into the warmth below him. He didn't know how long he'd been awake, it couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes, and he didn't really feel like getting up just yet. It was the weekend, so he could afford to be lazy. The blond smiled slightly when he felt a strong arm enveloping him and shifted his weight so that his body was pushed even further against other. He almost immediately regretted his movement as he heard Axel moan slightly and take his arm away. Finally opening his eyes, Roxas watched as the redhead rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Morning," Roxas mumbled.

"Morning," Axel yawned out his reply. God he looks sexy right now. "What time is it?"

"Um," Roxas glanced over at the nightstand, "10:30."

"Holy shit!" Axel sat up suddenly and caused Roxas to tumble off of him. "Sorry Rox, but we have to sneak you out before my family gets a hold of you."

Roxas could only sigh at that. He had ended up spending the night at Axel's, something that he rarely did, and this was how the redhead always reacted in the morning. "Why is it such a big deal that I meet your family?" he asked softly.

"They'll eat you alive if they meet you," Axel's eyes were larger than normal, "I don't know if I can protect you."

"Please," Roxas dismissed Axel's concerns, "I've already met Zexion, and he's not so bad. And your family can't be that much worse than my family."

"Zexion is only nice to you because Demyx is around, not because he's a good person."

"You think that's being nice?" Roxas was a little thrown off by that, "He's snide and a bit of an ass."

"For Zexion that's being nice."

"Well," Roxas wasn't going to be deterred, "You still got to meet my family, it's only right that I get to meet yours."

Axel started to fidget under Roxas' gaze. That's right; make him squirm for a little bit. Alright, now the pout, and yes! There is no way I will be defeated! "Fine," Axel grumbled, "You can meet my family."

"Great," Roxas chirped, "Then let's get dressed and go downstairs, I'm starving and need some breakfast."

Axel was muttering under his breath, probably more than a little pissed at his defeat, but Roxas didn't care. In fact he was rather pleased with himself at the moment. Seems like growing up with Sora did teach me more than patience. It's really no wonder that he can make Riku do anything by just pouting, it works so well on Axel and he's not nearly as easy going. Sliding off the bed, Roxas started to look for his discarded clothing. Out of the corner of his eye, the blond was able to see Axel was following suit and getting dressed as well. He could still hear the redhead muttering and had to wonder what the big deal was.

When they were both finally dressed, Axel stopped Roxas from leaving with a hand on his shoulder. "I really don't think this is a good idea," the redhead said, "My family is kind of nuts."

"I grew up with Sora and Demyx," Roxas had to stop himself from laughing, "I think I can handle them."

"Alright," Axel didn't sound convinced, "But I did give you a chance to get out of this."

"Don't worry," Roxas leaned up to lay a soft kiss on the redhead's lips, "It will be fine. Besides, if anything goes wrong we can always run from your family like we did mine."

Axel gave a little laugh that sounded forced and didn't even begin to touch his eyes. Trying to give the redhead a reassuring smile, Roxas took his hand and lead the way down to the kitchen. The small room was currently being occupied by four other people, Zexion, another redhead, a blond woman, and a man with black hair pulled into a pony tail. As the pair entered the room everyone's eyes turned to them. Roxas could feel Axel tense beside him and glanced over at the redhead. Axel's face was considerably harder looking than it had been moments before, his emerald eyes staring a challenge at the group of people. Quickly Roxas flicked his gaze back to what could only be Axel's family and was slightly taken aback by the predatory look in their eyes.

"Roxas, this is my family," Axel's voice was cold, "Family, this is Roxas. There, you've met my family, now let's go."

Suddenly the blond woman was beside Axel, an arm around his shoulder. "Oh," she purred, "I don't think we've properly met your little boyfriend."

"Fine," Axel grunted, "This is my mom, the black haired guy is my dad, you know Zexion, and the redhead is my brother Reno. Let's go Roxas."

Roxas jumped when he felt an arm on his own shoulder and looked up to see Axel's father had come to stand beside him. "I think I've met you before," the black haired man said, "What university did you go to?"

"I went to Hollow Bastion," Roxas smiled up at the man, "And we have met Dr. Hojo. I took several of your seminars and submitted a few papers to you. It was a few years ago, so I don't really expect you to remember me."

"Wait," Hojo took a step back, "What's your last name?"

"Strife."

"I do remember you; you were an excellent grad student. I'm sorry for not recognizing you right away, but as I remember you were much younger at the time. What were you, fifteen?"

"Around there," Roxas felt Axel's hand becoming damp with sweat and gave it a little squeeze.

"So you took classes from dad?" the other redhead, Reno, leaned up against the counter as he spoke, "You must be smart then, he doesn't really remember most people."

"Of course he's smart!" Axel spat at his brother.

"Then what's he doing with you?" Reno narrowed his eyes at Axel.

"I've asked myself the same question many times," Zexion shrugged from his seat at the kitchen table, "The only explanation that I can come up with is that he had a concussion."

Axel visibly tensed at his brother's remark. Roxas couldn't believe that Zexion would say such a thing to his brother; he knew that Roxas deeply cared for Axel and that intelligence was not an issue. "Now, now Axel," the blond woman cooed, "Don't start anything or you'll have to clean up the mess." What the hell? Axel isn't starting anything, Zexion and Reno are. The woman turned to Roxas, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "I'm Scarlet by the way," something in her tone made Roxas want to cringe, "It's very nice to meet the person who has been keeping my son out of the house. I don't know what I would do if he burned any more of my possessions."

"Actually," Roxas couldn't let these people talk about Axel in that tone, "Axel hasn't been showing any pyromaniacal (might have made up a word there) tendencies for a while now. As far as I'm aware he hasn't actually lit anything on fire for almost two weeks."

"Hm," Reno tilted his head to the side, "I wonder why that would be? Oh right, it's because he's been to busy gushing about his little blond boyfriend the entire time. I mean really, you're the only thing the guy talks about, it's like you're some kind of god. You must be really good in bed to have him so worked up."

Roxas felt his cheeks burning at that last comment. "Reno!" Axel yelled, dropping Roxas' hand to advance on his brother, "Don't you dare talk about Roxas like that. He is way more than a lay to me and I will not tolerate you treating him as such!"

"Oh really?" the other redhead took a step towards Axel, "And what are you going to do about it?"

"I'll make you shut up!" Roxas gasped as Axel lunged at his brother and knocked the other redhead to the ground.

From beside him Roxas heard a heavy sigh. "Why can't we go one day without them trying to kill each other?" Dr. Hojo asked.

"Well," Scarlet had placed her arm around Roxas' shoulder, effectively stopping him from trying to stop Axel, "At least it's not Axel and Zexion this time, that always turns violent."

This isn't violent? Axel just kicked Reno in the stomach. "Um," Roxas tried to get out from under Scarlet's arm, "Shouldn't we stop them?"

"Not unless you want to get hurt," Zexion called from the table.

"Axel!" Roxas yelled at the brawling siblings, "Stop it this instant!"

In a flash the redhead was back at Roxas' side. "Okay," he said cheerfully.

"What the hell?" Reno was still sprawled on the floor, "Why do you listen to him?"

"Because I'm so good in bed, as you so eloquently put it," Roxas smirked.

"Hands off," Axel knocked Scarlet's arm off Roxas' shoulder and replaced it with his own.

"Don't you talk to me like that!" Axel's mother hissed, her eyes becoming dangerous slits.

"Yeah, yeah," Axel dismissed her, "Hey Rox, can we please go?"

"I don't think so," Dr. Hojo said, "I'd like to have a little chat with Roxas."

"Alright," Roxas extracted himself from Axel's grasp and followed the black haired man a little ways away from the rest of the group.

"What are your intentions with my son?" Hojo asked.

"Excuse me?" Roxas choked out. He had honestly not been expecting that one.

"Because if you want to keep him you can," the Dr. continued.

Roxas felt his jaw working as he tried to find some sort of response for that. Do I want to keep him? More importantly, does Axel want to keep me? Why am I thinking of it as if we're each other's possessions? Holy crap, say something Roxas! "I… uh." Real intelligent Roxas, just brilliant.

"Dad!" Axel growled as he took Roxas by the shoulders once again, "Stop harassing Roxas, you'll give him the impression I'm not loved."

"That's because you're not," Zexion called from the table.

"Shut up bastard."

"Ass wipe."

"Emo."

"Pyro."

Roxas stopped paying attention to the name calling, he had seen this before when the brothers had been over at his house and knew there was no point in getting involved. Instead, Roxas turned his attention to what Axel's father had said. I do have feelings for Axel, but does that mean I want to always be with him? I kind of like how that sounds actually. Somehow I can see us being together when we're old. But does Axel feel the same way? That's the important thing here. If he doesn't want to be with me then I can't force myself on him. But if he doesn't want me like that, what are we doing? Am I just someone he sleeps with when he gets bored or horny? The blond looked up at Axel's face, he seemed to have run out of insults to throw at his brother and the pair were just glaring at one another. He does seem so protective of me, but that could mean all sorts of things. I could just be a possession to him, one that he doesn't want anyone else to touch. But that would have to mean he at least wants me, doesn't it?

"Come on Rox," Axel's voice snapped Roxas back to reality, "Let's go, I don't want you exposed to this any longer."

"Okay," Roxas mumbled and cast his gaze down at his feet. Silently, Roxas was lead out of the house by the redhead.

"I'm sorry for them," Axel said once they had gotten out of the front door, "They don't really have that great of manners."

"It's alright," Roxas still didn't look up, he didn't think he could handle the redhead's gaze at the moment, "They weren't that bad. They were actually really sweet to me in comparison to how my family treated you."

Axel actually laughed at that and Roxas dared to peak up at the redhead. What am I to him? "Hey Rox," Axel frowned down at the blond, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Roxas made up his mind suddenly, "Can we go somewhere for breakfast? I'm really hungry and I kind of want to talk to you."

"Sure thing."

Roxas let the redhead pull him towards his car and handed over the keys when Axel held out his hand. It seemed that Axel had really been changing over the past few weeks. Apparently he had never learned to drive because he didn't want to, and his family was afraid to give him a vehicle because it could be considered a weapon. But the redhead had just gotten his learner's permit and had been driving Roxas all over the place. He also seemed to smile now; not that Roxas hadn't noticed his smile from the very beginning, but it seemed to grace the redhead's features more often now. Roxas gazed out the window as the car pulled away from the curb, silently taking in everything they passed. Is it because of me? Am I the reason Axel has seemed to change? I can't really know for sure if he has changed, I've only known him for what, a month? But if I am the reason, if he has changed, isn't that a good sign? Doesn't that mean that he at least has some sort of feeling towards me?

Roxas glanced over at the redhead for a moment. Axel's emerald eyes were filled with a deep concentration and fixed on the road before him. With a slight smile, Roxas turned to look back out the window. Does it matter if he doesn't feel the same way I do? Roxas knew the answer even as he thought the question and the realization rang through his mind. Yes, it matters more than anything. I should know that by now, after last time I should know that it's the most important thing. Why does it hurt so much to think that he doesn't feel the same way? Like my heart is being ripped out. But, I don't even really know how I feel about him. Roxas stole another quick glance at the redhead. Whenever I look at him it feels like my stomach is doing back flips, but I don't really know what that is. Could it be? No, it's too early to think that, way to early. Still, could I be falling in love with him?

"We're here!" Axel suddenly announced.

"Great," Roxas heard the strain in his voice and tried to cover it up with a smile.

It didn't seem to be working as Axel had suddenly frowned. "What's the matter Rox?" he reached out and cupped Roxas' cheek in his hand. Roxas couldn't stop himself from leaning into the touch, savoring the warm feeling that was emanating through his body. "Rox?" Axel questioned once again.

Taking his face away from Axel's touch, Roxas made eye contact. Swallowing hard he forced himself to speak, "What am I to you?"

"What?" Axel didn't seem to get it, didn't seem to see how important the answer was.

"What am I to you?" Roxas repeated, desperately trying to keep his tone even, "What is this to you? Am I just some sort of thrill, or?" Roxas couldn't finish the question and looked down at his knees. God I'm such a girl, I can't even look at him while I talk.

"Is that what you think?" Axel's answer made Roxas' head snap up, "Do you honestly think that I don't really care?"

"I, uh," now Roxas just felt stupid, "I just need to know."

"Rox," suddenly Axel's face was right next to Roxas', "I love you."

Roxas felt himself gaping at the redhead's confession. "Axel," he wrapped his arms around the redhead and buried his face in Axel's shoulder, "I love you too."

Axel was slowly becoming aware of a weight on his chest, a warm weight. It was actually kind of nice if the redhead had to tell the truth, it was comfortable. The weight shifted slightly and Axel wrapped his arm around it, trying to keep that warmth close to his body. As soon as he wrapped his arm around the warm weight, Axel felt it press even harder against him and his mind began to stir slightly. With a soft moan the redhead brought his arm up to his face and began to rub his eyes.

"Morning," a familiar voice muttered.

"Morning," Axel couldn't stop the yawn from escaping his mouth, he hadn't gotten that much sleep, "What time is it?"

"Um," Roxas paused slightly, "10:30."

"Holy shit!" Axel sat up, fully awake now, "Sorry Roxas, but we have to sneak you out before my family get a hold of you."

The blond sighed slightly, "Why is it such a big deal that I meet your family?"

"They'll eat you alive if they meet you," Axel had to suppress a shudder at the thought of what the monsters could come up with, "I don't know if I can protect you."

"Please, I've already met Zexion," the blond waved away Axel's concerns, "And he's not so bad. And your family can't be that much worse than my family."

True, but still, better safe than sorry. "Zexion is only nice because Demyx is around, not because he's a good person."

"You think that's being nice?" Roxas sounded a little incredulous, "He's snide and a bit of an ass."

"For Zexion that's being nice." Well it is.

"Well you still got to meet my family, it's only right that I get to meet yours."

Axel couldn't take how intense and imploring Roxas' gaze became and began to fidget slightly. Stop looking at me, stop looking at me, stop looking at me. Oh god, now he's pouting, that's just too cute. I can't say no to that face. "Fine," Axel muttered his defeat, "You can meet my family."

"Great, then let's get dressed and go downstairs, I'm starving and need some breakfast."

"How can he be so damn peppy in the morning?" Axel muttered under his breath, careful to keep the volume down so Roxas wouldn't hear him. Following the blonde's example, Axel got out of bed and started to pull on some clothes. "Why do I have to give into him so damn easily? I mean, come on! And that pout, he had to have learned it from Sora. That's got to be were it comes from, or maybe it's from Demyx. Either way I blame his siblings," Axel continued to mutter as he got dressed. Seeing that the blond was starting to head to the door, Axel grabbed him by the shoulder. "I really don't think this is a good idea," Axel couldn't shake off a bad feeling about the whole thing, "My family is kind of nuts."

Roxas seemed highly amused by that. "I grew up with Sora and Demyx," there was a hint of a smile on his lips, "I think I can handle them."

"Alright," Axel wasn't in the least bit convinced that the blond wouldn't be permanently damaged, "But I did give you a chance to get out of this."

"Don't worry," Roxas laid a chaste kiss over Axel's lips, "It will be fine. Besides, if anything goes wrong we can always run from your family like we did mine."

Axel gave a little laugh at that, it even sounded forced to himself. Roxas definitely caught that the redhead hadn't meant it as he took Axel's hand and smiled broadly before leading the way down to the kitchen. Axel had to admit that he did feel a tiny bit better when Roxas' smiled at him, but it didn't come close to wiping away his misgivings. He was once again filled with dread when he and Roxas entered the kitchen. Just my luck, they're all here. Why can't they have lives and not be home? Axel put up his defenses as he met the predatory gazes of his mother, father, and two brothers. Distantly he was aware that Roxas had looked over at him, but Axel didn't dare give his family an opening to attack by shifting his gaze.

"Roxas," Axel began, "This is my family. Family, this is Roxas. There, you've met my family, now let's go."

Axel barely saw his mother move, one minute she was leaning against the counter, the next she had her arm securely around his shoulder. "Oh," her voice came out in a low purr, "I don't think we've properly met your little boyfriend."

Damn, damn, damn! This is exactly what I wanted to avoid. "Fine," the redhead ground out, "This is my mom, the black haired guy is my dad, you know Zexion, and the redhead is my brother Reno. Let's go Roxas."

Axel felt the blond jump and looked over at him, his father had moved with the same speed as his mother and taken hold of the blonde's shoulder. "I think we've met before," he said, "What university did you go to?"

"I went to Hollow Bastion," the blond smiled, completely unaware of the danger he was in, "And we have met Dr. Hojo. I took several of your seminars and submitted a few papers to you. It was a few years ago, so I don't really expect you to remember me."

"Wait," Axel's father finally released the blond, "What's you last name?"

"Strife." Please don't remember him, that would make everything so much easier.

"I do remember you," Damn. "You were an excellent grad student. I'm sorry for not recognizing you right away, but as I remember you were much younger at the time. What were you, fifteen?"

"Around there," Roxas squeezed Axel's hand slightly. He noticed how uncomfortable I was. How'd he do that, he wasn't even looking at me?

"So," Reno said from his spot at the counter, "You took classes from dad? You must be smart then, he doesn't really remember most people."

"Of course he's smart!" there was no way Axel was going to let Reno set up an attack on Roxas' intelligence.

"Then what's he doing with you?" Crap, I kind of set myself up for that one.

"I've asked myself the same question many times," Zexion said in his usual smug tone, "The only explanation that I can come up with is that he had a concussion."

Oh hell no, he did not just say that. I'm going to make him pay for that one. "Now, now Axel," Axel's mother interrupted his plotting, "Don't start anything or you'll have to clean up the mess." No fair! Zexion started this crap! "I'm Scarlet by the way," she turned to Roxas and continued in a slightly flirtatious voice, "It's very nice to meet the person who has been keeping my son out of the house. I don't know what I would do if he burned any more of my possessions."

"Actually," Roxas' tone was highly protective, so much so it sent shivers through the redhead, "Axel hasn't been showing any pyromaniacal tendencies for a while now. As far as I'm aware he hasn't actually lit anything on fire for almost two weeks." That's right! And it's all to make my Roxy proud of me!

"Hm," Shut it Reno, "I wonder why that would be? Oh right, it's because he's been to busy gushing about his little blond boyfriend the entire time. I mean really, you're the only thing the guy talks about, it's like you're some kind of god. You must be really good in bed to have him so worked up."

"Reno!" there was no way in hell that Axel was going to let Reno talk about his sex life, "Don't you dare talk about Roxas like that. He is way more than a lay to me and I will not tolerate you treating him as such!"

"Oh really?" Reno took a step towards Axel who suddenly realized he had moved towards his brother, "And what are you going to do about it?"

"I'll make you shut up!" Axel lunged for his brother at that moment, catching the other redhead off guard and knocking him to the ground. Desperate to inflict as much pain as possible to the loud mouthed brat, Axel started throwing punches and kicks wherever he saw an opening. Dimly he was aware that there was a conversation going on, but he honestly didn't care about it so he didn't bother to pay attention.

"Axel!" Roxas' voice cut through Axel's mind, "Stop it this instant!"

"Okay," he chirped and immediately removed himself from the pile of limbs on the floor, after all, Roxas got whatever he wanted.

"What the hell?" Reno had yet to bother to get up off the floor, "Why do you listen to him?"

"Because I'm so good in bed, as you so eloquently put it," there was no missing the smirk that spread across Roxas' face. Way to go Rox! Tell that asshole!

"Hands off," Axel had noticed that his mother had taken hold of his blond, he was not going to let her continue to touch such a flawless creature, especially when that creature was his.

"Don't you talk to me like that!" Scarlet hissed and Axel knew he would probably pay for that later.

"Yeah, yeah," he wasn't going to show her any fear, "Hey Rox, can we please go?"

"I don't think so," Axel's father said, "I'd like to have a little chat with Roxas."

"Alright," Roxas followed Hojo a little ways away. Axel felt a slight pang of pain when the blond left contact with him.

Axel's father hadn't taken the blond far enough away to be out of earshot, just enough to keep Axel from grabbing him and rushing him to safety. "What are your intentions with my son?" Axel felt his jaw drop at his father's question.

"Excuse me?" Roxas seemed just as taken aback as Axel.

"Because if you want to keep him you can."

That bastard! How dare he force that kind of decision on Rox right now! Oh my god, Roxas isn't answering. Does he not want me or is he just stunned? Please let him be just stunned, I don't think I can take it if he doesn't want me. Come on Rox, say you want me! "I… uh," Roxas finally spoke. Okay, not quite what I was hoping for, but at least he didn't reject me.

"Dad!" Axel finally snapped to his senses and grabbed Roxas protectively, "Stop harassing Roxas, you'll give him the impression I'm not loved." Was that too serious? I hope Rox takes it as a joke.

"That's because you're not." Damn you Zexion!

"Shut up bastard."

"Ass wipe."

"Emo."

"Pyro."

"Freak."

"Man whore."

"Man skank (I really wanted to use that at some point)."

"Whipped."

"Oh I'm whipped? I think I'll just have to ask Dem Dem about that."

"Stop it with the insults already!" Scarlet snapped.

The two brothers stood glaring at each other for a moment before Axel became aware of Roxas' eyes on him. "Come on Rox, let's go," Axel held the blond tighter, "I don't want you exposed to this any longer."

"Okay," Roxas muttered and looked away.

Axel started leading the blond away, shooting one more venomous look at his relatives. Roxas still wasn't looking at him, instead he seemed to be fascinated by his feet. Oh god, he doesn't want me! Dad's comment must have made him realize that. Or maybe he's just uncomfortable, that would make sense. "I'm sorry for them," Axel tried to relieve some of the tension, "They don't really have that great of manners."

"It's alright," Roxas just wouldn't seem to meet Axel's imploring gaze, "They weren't that bad. They were actually really sweet to me in comparison to how my family treated you."

Axel couldn't stop himself from laughing at that. That is true, his family was brutal to me, in fact they still are. Why won't he look at me? What could I have done wrong? "Hey Rox," Axel was really getting concerned now, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Can we go somewhere for breakfast? I'm really hungry and I kind of want to talk to you."

"Sure thing."

Axel led the way to Roxas' car and held out his hand expectantly. Roxas didn't hesitate to hand over his keys and Axel jogged over to the driver's side. He had only just started to learn how to drive, but Roxas never argued about letting him take the wheel. That has to mean something, doesn't it? I mean, Roxas wouldn't put his life in my hands without trusting me. Still, that doesn't mean that he wants to be with me like I want to be with him. Man, what dad said to him must have really rattled him. He won't even look at me, he's just staring out that damn window. Doesn't he know I'd do anything for him? I've even changed for him, not that I meant to. But if he asked me to I would change anything about myself.

Axel kept his eyes on the road in front of him even as he felt Roxas' eyes flicker in his direction. Desperately, the redhead tried to banish the thoughts that were suddenly plaguing him and concentrate on the task at hand. He knew Rox would be pissed if crashed his car and the last thing he wanted to do was further upset the blond. Was what dad said so bad? It doesn't really seem like it would warrant this kind of reaction. The only way that I could see someone reacting like this is if they were to realize they don't want to be with someone. Oh god, Rox doesn't want to be with me! That has to be it, why else would he want to talk? This sudden realization seemed to rock Axel to his core, he couldn't deal with the thought. Throwing himself completely into the task of driving, the redhead was able to finally block out some of his doubt.

They finally arrived at the damn diner and Axel turned to Roxas. The blond didn't seem to realize that they had stopped so Axel announced loudly, "We're here!"

"Great," Roxas' voice seemed almost tortured, broken in some way. Even when he threw a calm smile at the redhead he seemed somehow smaller than he actually was.

"What's the matter Rox?" Axel had to know why the blond was acting so differently. Unconsciously, he reached out to take Roxas' face in his hand, silently rejoicing when he felt the blond lean into his touch. "Rox?" Axel repeated himself when no answer came to his question.

Roxas pulled away and finally made eye contact, immediately Axel wished he hadn't. The blonde's eyes were filled with such sadness and uncertainty that it seemed to cause Axel physical pain. Finally Roxas spoke, "What am I to you?"

"What?" Axel was caught off guard by the blonde's inquiry. He had honestly expected him to break things off from the look in his eyes.

"What am I to you?" Roxas repeated himself, his desperation evident, "What is this to you? Am I just some sort of thrill, or?" Roxas trailed off his question and stared at his knees.

He's worried I don't feel anything for him, that means he has to feel something for me. "Is that what you think?" Roxas' head snapped up and he stared intently at the redhead as he continued, "Do you honestly think that I don't really care?"

"I, uh," Roxas' eyes darted around the inside of the car, "I just need to know."

"Rox," Axel wanted to kiss the blond, but stopped his face inches away from his target, "I love you."

"Axel," Roxas wrapped himself around the redhead, burying his face in Axel's shoulder in the process, "I love you too."