Guys I'm writing a new story and yes I will continue my other no worries! I just really wanted to write this! I got my inspiration from the song by one of the best bands ever Hawthorne Heights "Dead in the Water"! NYA! . I love that song! So yah… I really hope all who read enjoy! OH and please review! I need reviews please! pwease… X3 Uh yah I know I have no shame! Teehee…
Disclaimer: I don't own KH2 or KH characters and I definitely do not own the song dead in the water or HH. But might I say thank you Hawthorne Heights for writing this song and inspiring me! .
Okey dokey on with the writing!
Close the door, lock it tight She is in my bloodstream, tonight she's draining me
Then I'll know you're safe tonight
Turn on a song that means the most
Believe I'm there and hold me close
The room is filled with reds and blues
I follow as she leads into the darkness
Drying up my veins, she's a ghost, a silhouette
Calling out my name
rChapter 1
Beauty and Purity
Out of the darkness I keep hearing stuff… Why is that? A boy young and beautiful like an angel. Why is he there? Why is he always there? I hear his almost silent sobs from afar. He runs away every time I get close. Am I going crazy? Who is this boy? Those blue eyes, that blonde hair, and that perfect face. Like I said he's beautiful… Couldn't be human people these days don't have beauty and innocence like that… I don't care if there a god damned nun nobody is beautiful and no one is innocent. I don't understand can something that beautiful can be real. I want to talk to him, to touch his perfect skin, kiss his untainted lips, and most of all I want to make the dark loneliness leave those beautiful eyes.
The redhead was then pulled from his thoughts by something falling of a shelf in his small kitchen. He walked to the source of thenoise and saw a broken plate lying on the tile floor. 'the fuck? Why does weird shit like this keep happening?! Axel bent down and picked up the broken glass pieces. Axel noticed his reflection on the fiber glass stove some one was standing behind him. His blood ran cold and all color drained from his face it was him… The redhead felt a cold hand run up his spine and stopped at his shoulder. The boy was stroking his shoulder in a loving way confused as he was he turned around only to see thin air. What?! He though. Where did he go? Why does he always run? The boy was a bit afraid this being the first physical contact with the perfect being… He tuned to look at his reflection and saw himself scared, confused, but worst of all alone… No perfect and beautiful boy… No one there but him… He was alone once more… After the incident with the perfect being the boy sat down and watched some TV show that wasn't even the least bit entertaining just stupid pointless violence, sensuality, and impurity. I don't understand… why do I long for something pure and untainted? Do I long for the boy? Confusion sweeping over him he sat in silence and then the darkness of sleep fell upon him and he drifted, dreaming of the beautiful boy.
Why was he screaming in his beautiful dream? Why was there blood? Why was the screaming so close? He squinted his eyes,beginning to wake. Then snapped awake he realizing the screaming was coming from the hall way outside his living room. Frightened as ever he got the courage to go to the hall peeking out the door he suppressed a scream of fear. There the perfect boy being attacked by a shadowy figure that looked like darkness itself but what had made him want to scream was the boy. Pieces of flesh torn and hanging from the boys face, his arms and neck looked broken, a bone protruding through his left knee, one of his eyes barely hanging in it's socket, and worst of all his purity and innocence were no where to be found. The boy looked at the red head with pleading eyes that said "save me!" So that's what he did he pulled the boy into his arms and ran back into the living room. He laid the boy on the couch and ran back into the hall to confront the creature but nothing was there the creature had gone back from where it came having lost it's victim.
The redhead walked back into the living room the boy still on the couch but he looked fine… No blood, no torn flesh, no protruding bones, his eye back where it belonged, and all the purity and innocence back as before. The redhead approached the boy asking the question that had been on his mind since the first time he saw the beautiful boy. "Who are you?" The boy looked at him and smiled warmly, "My name is Roxas Matokai. Who are you?" Roxas looked at his rescuers face he was gorgeous two marks under his eyes that kinda looked like tear drops, thin lips, pale skin, long slim body, bright red hair was an understatement more of radiant shinning red hair, and those eyes washed over with pain and fear but still sparkled in a bright way that made the blonde smile. The redhead finally spoke, "I'm Axel Katsura… I don't want to sound rude or hurt your feelings but uh… What are you?" Roxas just smiled, "I'm a spirit trapped on earth by rage and anger that is not my own. I was murdered in this house twenty years ago by a man named Seifer Yano… I'm stuck here because of it." Axel's mouth dropped, "Okay… One more question… uh um… did they ever find you? Your body I mean?" Roxas' eyes hardened, "No one even looked for me… Well no one but my twin, but he never found me so nope nobody knows where I am even today…" Axel was confused "No one even looked for me…" the boys voice rang in his head… How could no one look for this boy he was beautiful and no one even bothered? "So where is your body? I mean you've gotta know… It is your body." The boy looked at Axel fearing to say but said despite his better judgment "It's under the floor boards in the basement…" Axel's blood ran cold under the floor boards in his room where he lived was the body of this boy?! "I'm sorry I know it scares you but please leave it be… I don't want you to see me that way…" tears began to roll down the blondes cheeks. Then Axel did something he was even surprised about… He gave the boy a hug and not just any hug a loving embrace that said he cared and wanted to help but just incase the blonde didn't get the message he told him. "Roxas… I want to help you… Please don't hide from me anymore I want to get to know you… You're so beautiful and pure… It makes me want to be with you despite what you are…" The blonde looked shocked, "Your going to stay? Everyone else moved out the first second they saw me… I won't leave unless you ask me to. Which you will sooner or later you will…" Axel was confused I would never ask such a beautiful thing to leave me like it was my slave and I was some kind of king. NO WAY! "Why would I ask you to leave? I don't want you to leave…" Roxas smiled the smile the redhead had already come to love, "You'll see why soon enough and when you do you will tell me to leave and that I'm disgusting and you never want to be insulted by my presence again. That's just how it is… That's how it always is…" Axel was determined to prove Roxas wrong but as far as he could tell the blonde was positive… Has that happened before? And the way he talks it sounds like more than once… I will prove you wrong my Roxas you will see… I will take care of you no matter what… I promise.
With Axel's thoughts settled and questions answered he was completely calm. He decided to go to sleep. He walked in his room and turned down the covers. "You're sleeping with me c'mon." He motioned the boy towards the bed. The blonde obeyed his orders and crawled onto the bed snuggling down in it's warm red blankets Axel no far behind. The moment Axel crawled in bed the blonde cuddled up next to him closing his eyes and inhaling the sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla while drifting to sleep. Axel saw the younger's breathing slow to a steady pace how did he get to sleep that fast? Ah well… I'm right behind yah Roxy. Axel looked at the still figure of the boy pulled him slightly closer and then drifted to sleep himself. They stayed like that all night long not moving and sleeping so deeply they didn't even notice their shadow of an audience. A shadow casting itself over them glaring at the blonde boy and wishing the redhead had never come to his rescue. Even the creature knew he would leave the blonde and then the dark figure would be free to torment the blonde once again. How long would it take? The figure had patience and could wait but everyone's patience ends somewhere. So the figure sunk back into the shadows and waited for the day the redhead gave up on the blonde and left him forever. Still unaware of their shadowy observer Axel and Roxas slept soundly in each others embrace awaiting the days to come.
End chapter 1
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