Title: N o t h i n g ?
Pairing: None [Mentions of Axel/Roxas friendship
Axel Centric.
Summary: Sometimes even fire can be cold. And once, he thought he might not be alone at all.

A/N: I was on the internet, reading fan fiction and listening to Melt the Sugar, spinning in my spinny-chair craving ice cream when I started thinking about Axel, and Nobodies, and how they must think they feel. So I grabbed a pencil and my little notebook my social worker gave me (don't ask, I don't even know why my school gave me a SW) and started writing this on paper. I wrote it with Axel because I think he's saddest of all of them- this is after Roxas left.
I thought about making it Zexion instead, but I didn't because I don't really know how to write him. Though I changed it a bit.

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Nothing.

Axel contemplated this often.

He is a 'Nobody', something that doesn't truly exist at all.
Nothing is what they all are.
But he - all of them – were people once, and they remember what it was like. So if they don't exist, how can they be?

When thinking these things, Axel often wished he knew fore certain whether Nobodies like himself could feel emotions, because sometimes he gets that vague feeling of longing. Of want, and need, and pain where his Heart should be, but isn't.

Sometimes he wishes he could fall in 'L o v e.'

But he knows he's just remembering. But still, he thinks. He thinks of what his is isn't. And knowing he is a Nobody, destined to return to Darkness, he doesn't often question why he does things. Not much, anyway. But ever since he joined Organization XIII, he has wondered what, exactly, he is. Or Why he is.
But he is a Nobody, so he isn't anything at all.

And sometimes, he notices he is lonely- or thinks he is lonely. He knows he is, but is only remembering how he would feel. He also notices sometimes, his Chakrams aren't at all hot like they should be, but cold like snow.

And then, they keyblade master's Nobody came.

"His name is Roxas," Xemnas had told them. "And he is Number XIII, Key of Destiny."

Roxas had scowled then, glaring at the white washed wall. But he had noticed that behind Roxas' icy eyes, he too was lonely. So he grinned, and followed the blond and became his 'friend'.

His fire became warm again- and he smiled more, too. He believed he was no longer lonely.

Like he had a Heart.

But then Roxas had wanted more answers, answers he could not give him- so Roxas left.

Axel once again grew depressed, never showing how he
'felt.'

So then he went back to questioning, and being someone he wasn't and someone he didn't want to be.

But then, he just stopped questioning anything at all.

And the same /answer/ thought echoed through his head everyday.

N O T H I N G.
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A/N: God, I just made myself really depressed. And I have never thought about writing something like this, so go easy on me – please. And I'm think about writing a Zexion one-shot. PLEASE tell me what you think, though.

-----Neko-chan