Disclaimer: I don't even pretend to own Kingdom Hearts I or II. I don't even wish because I know I could never be that amazingly epic.

I do however wish that I could keep Roxas, Sora, Riku, Axel, Leon, Cloud, and many other of the boys in my closet.

Well, maybe not my closet, but it'd be way awesome to have them. :D

The Story:

Well, this was just a little blurb. I thought of it while reading other fics and decided that I wanted to write it. It is incredibly short, but hey, whatever. :3

His Heart

"He made me feel like I had a heart." Even as I watched, locked behind in the depths of Sora's brain, my heart, the one I knew was there, fuck being a Nobody, cried out in pain. I wanted to reach out, to tell him that I was sorry, that I never meant to hurt him.

God, how could I have been so stupid?

I left everything that mattered, everything I loved to search out my other half, my True name, but now I knew that in no uncertain terms my other half was not Sora. My other half was dying, fading into blackness before my eyes and I was powerless to stop it.

Suddenly my biggest vice, my truest problem reared it ugly head. I was filled with hate. Hate for everything, but most of all filled with hate for Sora and how he had taken everything from me.

He had taken my only virtue from me.

My love.

My heart.

"Roxas…?" I gritted my teeth, mentally of course, I had no control over the body I was forced to share with Sora as Namine's voice came unbidden in my head. "I heard you cry out, are you alright?"No, I wasn't fucking alright.

I was dying.

"Go away." I growled, rage barely contained. Rage consumed me, a fire built from my hate and my sorrow, my utter brokenness at the death of…of my heart."Roxas?" Her voice trembled now. I hated the way we were connected, Namine and I. Our feelings, our thoughts, everything was out in the open. Even now I knew she was aware of my agony and it pushed me further into my rage. Our love was sacred, a private thing that she had no right to. "Roxas, calm down, you can't hurt Sora. We need him. You need him. Later, later you can mourn."Fuck her.

But she was right.

My heart cried out again and I pulled inward, holding myself in to keep from exploding even as Sora left me behind.

I died with him.

I died with my heart.

I died with Axel.

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