AkuRoku - They're my sweets

Can you guess what today is? Ok, I'll give you a hint; I'm sitting in my living room, all lights out, watching 'scary' movies and shovelling 'spooky' shaped sweets into my mouth with a massive frown on my face. Got it yet? Alright then I'll just say it. Today is Halloween. One of the most annoying holidays ever created. Yes that's right; I'm a Halloween scrooge, so sue me.

Whether you really want me to or not I'm going to tell you why I don't like this particular holiday. I guess one main reason is the fact that I hate kids, I can't stand them on a normal day, but when they come knocking at my door asking for sweets, I'd rather give them a lump of coal or a brick and tell them where to go. But regardless of how much I hate the things, those damn children still come knocking at my door every year. Not that I actually get up to give them any sweets. I'm not a hypocrite.

The other reason is –as harsh as it sounds- my friends. My friends are cool, don't get me wrong, but once the formation of the words 'Halloween' and 'party' come together in one sentence I might as well get a shovel and dig my own grave. Why? Because I never hear the end of it, and someone usually mentions a Halloween party mid September to early October. I'm always asked to go, of course I say no, my friends know me and that I'm not the biggest fan of large social gatherings in someone's home, but they can never let it go with things like this. Most of them tend to give in a couple of weeks into the pleas and constant rejections. One however, a particular redhead called Axel –named after an item I have told him on multiple occasions that I would like to cave his head in with- doesn't leave me alone about it until November 2nd, a day after the party, where he'll meander over to me at college and say 'you missed a lot, you really wish you'd been there'. Obviously I don't but I'll let him think what he wants because it's Axel, and he's too stubborn to handle the truth.

Speaking of parties, that's why I'm on my own tonight, my brother Cloud went to Leon's house for a night of getting palatic drunk and stumbling in at seven tomorrow morning with a massive hangover, a foggy memory, and most likely without any sleep, and yes, I'm pretty sure my brother's the only person on the planet who can get a hangover without sleeping. I told him to have fun, he smiled and told me I was boring, just like he used to be, and if I wasn't careful someone might corrupt me into turning into a party raged moron like him. I begged to differ.

There's another knock on the door, another knock I won't be getting out of the comfort of this sofa to open, but it didn't take me long to realise that this particular pest was quite persistent as knock after knock travelled to my ears in an annoying sort of rhythm.

With a massive disgruntled sigh I stood from the sofa, -placing the bowl of sweets on the coffee table- and stood at the living room door frame to spy through the frosted glass as another knock came and I was starting to wonder who it was. "Trick or treat Roxas, I'll start singing Christmas carols if you don't let me in."

Oh no, I know who that is, hasn't that pest had enough of convincing me yet? He's been particularly pushy this year. "What do you want Axel?" I asked from the other side of the glass and he chuckled.

"Will you just let me in, it's cold out here you know."

I didn't budge from the door frame. Why should I let him in? Besides, wasn't he supposed to be somewhere else? That question took my curiosity, and won over my stubbornness, and after another command of 'open the door or I'm singing Jingle Bells' I unlocked the door to find Axel grinning at me though his costume made me suspicious, it was definitely not one you'd see on this particular holiday.

For some reasons – and I'm sure I would never divulge the answer to this reason in my life- he was dressed like an elf, he wore long, stripped, white and green socks covered by green pants, a t-shirt matching his socks and a light green vest covered that. Trust him to do something so extravagant on Halloween.

"What do you want?" I questioned him in monotone and he raised his hands in defence.

"Can't I visit my best friend on Halloween?" He asked back and I gave him a blank look.

"No, you know I hate this holiday, the last thing I want are visitors," I replied. "Aren't you supposed to be at Demyx's anyway?"

"Yeah but someone poured punch into the fish bowl and he kicked everyone out." I rolled my eyes, typical, though I had to feel sorry for Demyx. It was always him. "So… are you going to let me in?"

"Will you leave if I close the door?"

"No, probably not."

I sighed, and moved to make my way back into the sitting room and return to my sweets and ghostly marshmallows, Axel tagging along behind after closing the front door.

"Is this seriously all you're doing?" Axel asked me once I'd plopped myself back down onto the sofa and retrieved my bowl. I stopped short of shovelling another hand full of gummy bears into my mouth to look at him like he should know the answer to that by now and he offered his own amused sigh. "Honestly Roxy, you've got to get out more." I begged to differ, I'm happy with my social habits and glared at him for the suggestion but as usual Axel ignored it and dropped himself down beside me, taking no time to put his arm over the back of the sofa and across my shoulders.

I rolled my eyes at the action but made no move to shove away the arm, he'd just drape it back over after all of five seconds, besides –and no one else will hear me admit this- I didn't mind that much, Axel was… warm, always had been, that's why he's the only person who gets away with touching me.

We sat in mostly silence and watched whatever movie was on the screen, (since it was a marathon there was no need to change channels either) as another commercial break ended I heard the doorbell go but it didn't phase me, these children needed to learn that begging at doors for sweets will get them nowhere. After a moment of silence Axel finally looked at me, "aren't you going to get that?" He questioned and I gave him an amused look.

"No, I don't like children why would I give them sweets?" I replied and for the first time in a while Axel looked at me in shock. Hadn't he caught on to that fact yet?

"You don't like kids?!"

"No," I laughed, "you should know this by now Axel we've been friends for years."

"I just thought it came with you being anti-social and hating everyone, I didn't think you had a specific hatred for kids," he admitted and I shrugged.

"Well, now you know."

By the time our conversation finished the children had most likely left, and as Axel frowned at me I went back to watching the movie, though it wasn't long before another knock came to my door and before I could blink the half empty sweet bowl had been yanked from my grasp and Axel was making his way to the front door. "H-hey, what are you doing?!" I stuttered, startled by the action and storming after the irritating redhead but I was too late, he'd already opened the door and a chorus of 'trick or treat' met my ears making me frown.

"Happy Halloween kids," Axel grinned stupidly at them as he practically emptied my bowl into the bags of the three children in front of us.

"Hey mister, it's Halloween not Christmas, why are you dressed as an elf?" The children giggled at Axel's bizarre apparel and he scratched the back of his head.

"Isn't it obvious? I just got back from my audition to be one of Santa's helpers," he half whispered and two of the trio gasped in wonderment, the other placing his hands on his hips in defiance.

"You can't be Santa's helper, you're too tall," he shot back at Axel who just continued to smile.

"Well Santa's all about diversity this year."

"Diversity? What's diversity?" A shy, female voice questioned and Axel laughed.

"You'll have to find out, but you've got more houses to visit for now, have a good night kids."

"Bye mister! And thank you!" They all called back as they walked back towards the street and Axel waved before closing the door.

I frowned at him as he turned around and snatched my bowl back, coddling the remnants of my sweets and stormed back into the sitting room. "Don't be like that Rox, you can't be mad at me for giving the kids a few sweets," Axel tried to reason but I was having none of it, especially since he was in my house.

"Are you really not speaking to me?" He asked after a short silence in which the angry pout didn't leave my face and I kept my eyes on the TV screen. I didn't answer his question, though my silence did ultimately answer it. "Oh come on Rox, like you need all of that sugar," he attempted to reason but I just let out a loud huff.

Axel sighed at me, but he had no reason to have a comment on the childishness I was currently displaying. They were my sweets. End of story.

I felt the sofa dip beside me and Axel's face came into view only a few inches away from my own, a trick he always used when he wanted me to let him get away with anything he'd done wrong. I deepened my frown, making sure I didn't turn to my left and actually look at him. Otherwise I'd be trapped.

"Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" He asked me, and I cursed myself for my weakness as I turned to look at him and he gave me the one look I couldn't escape from. The hurt puppy eyes or the 'too cute even for Roxas look' at he so appropriately liked to call it. However I was still somewhat peeved at him for taking away my sustenance for the night, and continued to frown.

"Yeah, you can go home," I replied, and this time he really did look hurt.

"But Roxas they were only sweets and you love me too much to send me home when it's so cold and dark outside."

I wasn't so sure about that but… does that mean "hold on a second. Are you telling me that you didn't intend to go home on this 'cold and dark night'?" I air quoted the last and he grinned at me.

"You read my mind Roxy."

"You're not staying here," I deadpanned, and he frowned, moving closer to me, and I had to lean back slightly to keep his face in focus.

"Why not?"

"Axel, you always crawl over to my house after these parties I don't run a B&B here."

"But today I didn't crawl, I just came here," he tried to reason though he only managed to raise my temper.

"So what, you still always take advantage of my house after parties!"

"Today I didn't."

I scoffed, "yeah right, you're telling me that you came here instead of going to Demyx's party?" The sort of guilty look he gave me completely flipped my anger on its head and I stared at him with curiosity. "You really came here?" I asked and he gave a silent nod. "Why?"

"Well the parties get boring and you know I hate Larxene, and we probably would have been kicked out anyway and I feel bad for using your house like I normally do and-"

Axel's mindless blabbering of excuses went on and I felt my stomach flip-flop a little from the thought that he really just came here instead of going to see his friends. "Axel," I cut him short and he snapped his mouth shut. "Why did you come straight here?" I asked again.

With a sigh he put more pressure onto the sofa and leaned closer, and by now I was practically lying flat, my back pressed uncomfortably against the arm of the chair and he smiled at me. "Because I wanted to be with you," he replied honestly and I felt my stomach summersault.

With me?

"Why would you even want to do that?" I asked, slightly nervous for the answer, only because I knew if the answer was different to what was in my head I'd be getting my hopes up for nothing. Hopes I didn't even realise I'd been suppressing, though it did kind of make sense now.

Axel smiled at me again, I probably looked as nervous as I felt. "You really haven't noticed yet?" he asked and I looked at him in confusion making him laugh. "Wow, I never thought I'd hear myself saying you're more oblivious than Sora and Demyx but it's true."

"Hey, that's not-" I tried to retaliate in my defence but Axel pressed his finger to my mouth, shutting me up immediately as he leaned closer and now we were only an inch apart, my eyes fluttering shut as his breath ghosted over me and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"I like you, Roxas." He whispered. "A lot."

My heart hammered in my chest and I wondered if my head could take anymore of this before I passed out or something, but I was happy, I guess it was obvious if I thought about it, and I wondered if it was as obvious on my part as I wanted it to be.

"Roxas?" Axel said as he removed his finger from my lips and placed his hand on the sofa arm beside my head, heat radiating from the limb like it was everywhere else and it warmed my body softly, thought I felt like I was on fire right now, not that I wanted to move away. Right now I was like a moth.

"Yeah?" I replied breathlessly, my eyes still closed.

"Can I get my Halloween treat now?" He asked and I cracked one eyes open to see his jade eyes, unfocused but I could tell they were smiling at me.

I nodded wordlessly, hoping that what he wanted was the same as what I did, and as his lips touched mine I melted, the warmth of his lips even more intense than the rest of his body and I let it engulf me with a smile, it wasn't like fire, it wouldn't burn me, but it's warmth managed to reach my heart as it fluttered happily between my ribs.

Everything was silent as we kissed, even the TV seemed to have muted itself for us, like it had paused, and I wanted everything to stay like that forever as long as Axel was kissing me.

But of course as the saying goes 'a good thing never lasts' and the obnoxious noise which brought me out of my happy kissing time and back to reality was the door bell. Axel placed another delicate kiss on my lips before leaning back and looking towards the door with a smile.

"Should we give away the rest of your sweets?" He asked with a grin and I shook my head, huffing like a child.

"No no, lets just stay here," I tried to encourage him, wrapping my arms around his neck and he laughed, placing a few more kisses on my lips with a grin.

"But it's Halloween Roxas, you can't disappoint the kids," he said back and I frowned as he shuffled back and picked up the bowl of sweets. "Don't worry, I'll come back," he grinned and I huffed.

"You better, because you owe me for giving away all my sweets," I shot back. "Santa's big gay helper!" I called and smiled as Axel barked with laughter, returning to flick a gummy bear at me before scurrying off to answer the door.

"So, how are you enjoying your Halloween this year?" Axel asked me once he returned and we lay on the sofa, my head resting on his chest.

"Its average," I grinned, and laughed at his hurt look. "But I've decided, since you'll be hanging around and you've already given away all of my sweets, I think we should go trick or treating next year."

Axel grinned at my proposal and kissed my head, "Roxy, I'd call that a plan," he replied and I leaned up to kiss him again.

And even if he did give away all of my sweets I don't really mind. Besides, everything's better when its Axel flavoured.