With or Without You
prologue
The boy sighed and looked at the sky, nothing seemed right, he was gone, there was nothing he could do. He hugged himself, it was cold and he was sat upon the peak of the highest hill, almost a mountain, of this tiny little island. If only he could bring him back, he wondered if he could get him back. Maybe it was all a dream and he'd been wrong … his best friend wouldn't do that because of him. The boy shook his head as it fell into his hands. The girl next to him put her arm round him.
"It'll be okay … I promise…" she assured him, but how could it be, he was gone … gone … gone forever and ever and ever. But why, why did it have to happen to him, it could've happened to any other of the islanders. Actually, it probably wouldn't have … only that other boy would've done something that stupid, just out of loneliness.
"But … he's gone … he's … gone…" he repeated, cuddling up to her so he could smell her homely smell, it reminded him of before, before it happened. She wrapped both arms around him, however homely she smelt, he would never feel at home. The cold, sharp sting of the sea air mixed with his tears, he could feel them running down his face at a rapid speed, he could hear her sniff a bit, but she wouldn't cry, that would just make him feel worse.
"Come on, I'm sure he wouldn't have wanted you to be like this, don't cry, please. Please don't cry," the girl buried her head into his hair. She wasn't crying, but was deep in thought, thoughts of times she could of spent the boy, but didn't, he'd died without even knowing her properly. They all knew he didn't want to, even the boy sobbing next to her, but he was the only one who didn't realise why, "Don't cry…" she whispered.
"I can't help it…" came the muffled reply, he suddenly heard a noise in the bushes, the two turned round to see some other kids hiding there. Roxas dried his eyes and looked at the three nosy children. They had always hated him, but now they were acting as though they had all been having secret affairs with him or something, "What do you want?" he stumbled, he couldn't quite get the words out properly, his voice was slurred with the emotion of it all.
"We just came because … we thought you might want some company…" the girl told him, as though she was unsure of what to say. She was holding the brunette's hand, which was strange because she used to try to convince everyone including herself that Sora was not someone she even liked as a friend. It was obviously wrong as she proved here.
"I've got all the company I want here," the boy told them, firmly. He didn't want anyone but Naminé … and Axel. He didn't miss him anymore … he was past that stage, he wanted him …. needed him, he felt like he wasn't whole without him. He used to protect little Roxas when the first attacks came. He'd fight them off and Roxas would thank him and go off and play with little Naminé. He felt a burbly feeling in the pit of his stomach. He felt like he was going to puke. He buried his head in the girl's shoulder, she didn't care if Roxas was sick on her, she knew that people usually were sick when they looked sick. She tried to talk to the three without moving the general area Roxas had placed his head.
"Sit down if you really mean it, if you just want to be pervs go away," she told them softly. They stood around for a while, wondering what to do, then slowly, the girl slipped her hand out of the boys and walked over to the edge the other boy and girl were sat upon. Sora and Riku slowly followed. It was like a second funeral. Except this one didn't have any quotations from the bible, or distraught mothers weeping, claiming they loved their son…
Naminé leant her head against her head on top of Roxas'. They all stared out into the distance and noticed some black spots on the horizon. "OH NO! They're here! Get up Roxas, Roxas get up!" Roxas wanted to stay planted on his spot, he wanted to sit there forever. He didn't care if they killed him, that would make him feel better in fact, "Roxas, I'm not going to let them get you, they've got one of us … but they won't get you, THEY WON'T GET YOU!" She grabbed his hand and wrenched him up, "I'm not going without you … that means I'll die too, Roxas…" he heard that, he wasn't about to let her die as well.
"What are we waiting for?" he cried, the five ran for it, all of them feeling sick, they knew what these monsters were capable of. They no longer needed playground stories to prove it. They had actual records and details and everything.
"Axel… I really cared about you," he whispered to the darkening horizon while they sprinted down the sloping hillside. Not that that would make any difference – not now. It was too little, too late…
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A/N: Hehe … the prologue is like the AFTER and the actual story is DURING, so it's not actually like that. This time I know EXACTLY everything that happens. Except for one thing though … Oh well! I'll find out … some time. Pwease. Pwease, pwease, REVIEW! I don't just want Rachael going THIS WILL BE A GOOOOOOOD STORY – I KNOW BECAUSE I'M CLEVER … DUUUUUUH! (I'm not being mean – she's my best friend – it's just that she … does do that, plus, you may not review like that, but she says stuff like that) I know it's short, it's just I don't want to put too much into it, because I want to properly start it in Chapter 1.