So I kind of gave up on my other story. TT sorry guys. I haven't been in the mood for anything, funny or happy. I'm being a ghey emo. RAWR, ohh well. Anyway, so here's my new story, REMEMBER TO REVIEW AND TELL ME HOW TO IMPROVE OR WHAT YOU LIKED. thanks loveees.
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"Axel…" The last image he'd seen was not the one he'd pictured it too be. The brunette boy that'd taken his love from him, Sora, was kneeling beside him as he could feel the semi-being of his being torn away from him faster than he'd liked. Yet he was saying every single sentimental thing he'd say to Roxas if they were his last words, if only Sora wasn't so dim, and could pick up on his feelings. Leaving the confused Sora, Axel finally drifted into his eternal sleep, and the last picture to flash in his fading mind was those two perfect, ocean blue orbs.
Axel was dead, cold, and supposedly resting in peace. Then why could he imagine hearing the ocean's waves crash against the shore and feeling that light breeze rustle through his untamed crimson hair? Axel could have sworn he felt Roxas' pink plump lips, slightly gazing against his ear, whispering something inaudible. Axel's mind or what was left of it, refused to believe that anyone else was with him. Though something was tugging at his non-existent heart to make him peer from those green cat-like orbs, only to come in contact with nothing but; blue. He narrowed his shaped eyebrows questionably, blue? At least death could have pitied him with darkness; after all it was their main element. Blue was Axel's least favorite colour, blue meant water, and water meant Demyx, and of course Demyx meant being viciously attacked by the fowl substance (water) that he hated oh so much. Axel sighed heavily, his chest moving outward with the exhale, he closed his eyes in disappointment, at least death could have been a little less bright, he thought.
Though before he had a chance to react to his soon to be changing environments, Axel fell, with a huge splash! He had entered some kind of body of water, and with his irrational fear of drowning; he panicked. Axel had opened his mouth with shock as he hit the water, nervously taking in water, before his head popped out from under the surface. Axel's slender arms failed about as he felt cold sensations all over his body. Fuck, he thought as he tried his best to float and get a good look around him. His eyes were sore from the salt, his body soaked and his clothes hung against his skin, and his hair completely ruined. Calming himself down, Axel finally was able to rest at the surface in peace, as he looked around for anything, absolutely anything that was familiar. Axel noticed a not so far off island, which looked blankly familiar, though his thoughts were clouded over at the moment. His first response was to swim, no matter how difficult it was to him, it was better than just attempting to tread water. He screamed with frustration, how hard could it really be to swim only a few miles to shore? Slowly he began kicking his feet and moving his arms out in front of him, being dreadful at swimming, his head would go under every few moments, making it hard to breathe. So this is death, Axel thought, fearing the long journey ahead, and having the worst envy for the solid ground.
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Finally Axel had reached the shore, gasping for air, as he coughed and spat into the sand, laying his face down in it as he breathed in the earth. His body shivered against the hot sand as it tingled on his chilled body, lying on the beach he slowly, drifted into a deep sleep; from utter exhaustion.
So you finally decided to show up, Axel?