“Okay, we made a list, but, I don't know if everyone's even here yet. So, screw it.” Axel tossed the list into a nearby trash can. “So, the first person to beat me at rock, paper, scissors can go next.” He made his way around the room, playing the game with a few girls before him. “Ready?” He pounded his fist against his hand three times, then looked at your hand. “We have a winner, finally. Come on, now we can get the real game started.” You walked with Axel to the center of the room where the large bag was waiting. “Well, break a leg.”

You placed your hand inside the bag. Something flat, and round was at the top of the pile. Not wanting to take up anymore time, you chose that. “It's, a frisbee?”

“Yes it's a frisbee.” Axel snatched the toy from your hand. “What's the matter with that? These things are pretty cool.” He held the toy close to his chest defensively.

“Nothing's wrong with it, I just expected you do put, matched, gasoline, or a bomb in there. Now don't get all mopey on me. Come on.” You grabbed Axel by the hand and started dragging him off to the closet.

“Oh right, this is my item heh. Someone else time us.” Axel held onto the door frame to keep from being pulled inside. “Only seven minutes now, commit it to memory.” He quickly shut the door. “Stop pulling me already, I'm inside.” Axel sighed and dropped to the ground. “You're a pushy one aren’t you?”

“Well I didn't mean to be. But you were kind of hugging your frisbee back there.” You laughed. “I had to put an end to that you know.”

“Why? Are you jealous of a toy?” Axel picked his frisbee back  off the ground and snuggled it to his chest. “Hey there frisbee, sorry about putting you on the ground a minute ago, and in that trash bag earlier. We're still cool right?”

“You do know how crazy you look right? Put your toy down.” You grabbed hold of the disk in an attempt to pull it from his hands. Axel held tight to it, jerking it back behind him causing you to fall straight on his lap.

“And that, is why I love my frisbee.” Axel laughed, dropped the toy and wrapped you in his arms. “I think you really might have a jealousy problem though. It's kind of cute.” He rubbed his nose against yours and gave you a little squeeze. “Now that you have my undivided attention, what would you like to do?”

You immediately blushed at the question. “I-I don't know, I just.” You stopped mid sentence and shrugged your face hot from blushing.

“Don't give me that, you know what you want.” Axel placed his hand on the back of your head, pulling your face down closer to his. “You made it pretty obvious earlier.” He pulled you down to his lips, giving you a long, slightly rough kiss. He tangled his hand in your hair, wrapping his other arm around your waist. “Something like this, right?” Axel grinned and continued kissing and snuggling you close until the door was opened.

“Sorry I'm late, I forgot how long I was supposed to leave you alone in here.” Demyx finished opening the door, an embarrassed look on his face. “D-did I come too early? You two don't seem quite ready for me.”

Axel sighed “How long has it been?”

“Six minutes.” Demyx answered quietly.

“It's supposed to be seven minutes, Seven minutes in heaven not six!” Axel smacked his own forehead with the palm of his hand. “I told you to commit it to memory, now shut the door. We have to start all over.”