Alex-Hello my people! This is my new story it is not the best ijust found it laying around on my computar. I tried to make it end good but sadly that is what i came up with...Nothing.
Disclaimer/-I do not own KH or the characters! And Review! I need REVIEWS!
He took a long drag of the cigarette. Letting it gently flow into his lungs and back out his mouth. The nicotine made everything better. The rain fell softly onto the deck with a soft pat pat pat that made him calmer. In the distance he could hear dogs barking and cars being started. He looks up into the clouds his green eyes sad; the rain stains his face with red. He looks around the backyard and takes in the scenery. Everything stained in red; his favorite color pierced the world turning it dark.
He slid down onto the wet wood pulling his long legs up to his body. He felt empty and could do nothing about it. He hears the door open behind him and doesn't look up.
"Ax? Come on up…. Up!" Dems voice sounds distance but close. He looked up and let Dem see his face. Tears and blood rain down his face slower as Demyx studied the wound in Axel's hair. Demyx pulled him up and gave him a tight hug, burying his head in his neck.
"Oh Axel…I'm so sorry! Please come in the house?" Demy pulled the redhead into the house. He walked slowly with him into the kitchen sitting him down in one of the chairs. Demyx pulls the cigarette from Axel's mouth and puts it out. He walks into the hall and gets the first aid kit. He walks by the stairs and sees Zexion come down the stairs.
"What's going on?" He asks as he follows Demyx into the kitchen. He notices the beaten up Axel sitting in one of the old oak chairs at the dining table and understands instantly. He leans against the far wall to give them space.
"Axel what happened?" Demyx finally breaks the silence while clean the wound in his hair. He moves to the ones bleeding on his arms and dabs them with alcohol. Axel looks up at the ceiling and nods.
"Xemnas sent me away..." He was going to get revenge for this.
"Doesn't he know your only 16?" Zexion murmured to himself. He stands straight and walks over to the island. He starts to make coffee and glances at Axel a few more times.
"If you can't go back what are going to do for education and how will you get money?" Zexion presses.
"He will go to our school and he will stay here until he can get his own apartment." Demyx answered as he finished bandaging the rest of his cuts. Axel just sat emotionless and alone in his mind. It was a blank canvas stained red, everything his favorite color. He didn't feel right, like something had pierced him and wouldn't come out. Zexion placed a mug of coffee in front of the distant redhead earning a nod of acknowledgement. Just then a yawning blonde walks into the room stretching. He rubs one eye and stares at the beautiful redhead. Axel lifts his head, his peering neon green eyes settle on the blonde.