Some people had it easy.

Some people had it way too easy.

Axel knew this; He was a nobody, of course he'd know this.

'Nobodies dont have hearts', one would say, 'they dont feel half the things we feel, they have no idea how it's like to be sad or to feel alone. Hell, they can't even fear!'

Alas, those who claimed that were heavilly mistaken.

Not having a heart and not feeling were two completely different things.

It only meant his body couldn't react to feelings.

Whereas he could remember these feelings from past lifes, when he did have a heart.

And that was what hurt the most.

It was... Interesting, to say the least, to feel the range of emotions of somebody.

Of a somebody, when he was but a nobody.

That was where the difference lay. A somebody was defined by personality, by the varying quantity of darkness and light within their soul.

A nobody, on the other hand, was naught but fleeting pieces of everybody, having no hint of a soul and no heart of it's own.

Nothing to define them but the memories of what had been.

Memories were fleeting... Fadefull, perhaps?

And it hurt, for one to not be able to love or to be loved.

So he pretended.

It was the least he could do to keep the pain at bay. Because the pain he could feel.

The pain was all too real. Why? Because pain was physical, pain was psychologycal.

Pain filled the shallow hole within his torso.

So he smiled his pretty little smile, blank eyes dancing emptily over retreating backs.

Pain he could deal with, as long as memories stayed, too.

Because memories meant feelings, and feelings meant humanity.

Axel wasn't ready to lose his humanity just yet...

Because perhaps, with humanity came love...

Oh, he could bear pain if it meant love.