They're late- Roxas and Demyx

"They're late," Roxas seethed, glaring at the light that partially illuminated the alleyway. Demyx glanced at his partner before shifting his gaze back to the street.
“Look, superior said they’d be here, so they will,” the mohawked man replied, stretching. Roxas clenched his fists in frustration.
“I told him not to trust this ‘Graceful Assassin’,” Roxas fumed.
“Will you calm down?” Demyx sighed. “You’re acting like a PMSing teenage girl.”
“Says the guy wearing the Hawaiian shirt in the city,” he shot back. Demyx rolled his eyes at the childish insult. Both men sat up straight when two figures appeared at the entrance of the alleyway.
“Evening,” the red-haired man grinned, white teeth and acid green eyes gleaming, his short partner with slate-grey hair and indigo eyes giving them a challenging stare. Roxas and Demyx exchanged a look while getting to their feet, hands on their guns.

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Might make a sequel-picture thing of Axel and Zexion, but I'll keep you guys posted.
Also, sorry for the fail Demyx hair XD I'm still learning how to draw it

Hope you like the art~