Hey guys, this is also multichapter and should hopefully not get writers review and let me know if you like it. Much obliged, sunshiko.
Those stars had shown brilliantly that night. They sparkled icy blue white with an occasional red twinkle. The night was clear and the moon was full and in the middle of the sky. The air was soft and sweet, the spring breeze flowing by. No one was to be seen on the dirt trails unless they were hidden by the gentle rolling green hills. He looked so small and sweet. Like a little lost angel without wings. Blonde hair, the color of the golden sun and eyes as blue as the purest oceans and richest sapphires. But those eyes, oh those eyes! They held the worst thing possible: tears. The tears of sadness welled in his eyes and fell down his angelic face. The older teen felt ashamed of how so much innocence he had ruined and how the boy would've been the innocent one here, if only he hadn't have tainted that pure thing. The boy didn't need to be here, he knew this. He had cheated on him, with someone he would never know. The only memory he had of that night was….well, nothing. The young teen heard him mutter about it in his sleep. And he knew something had happened and on guess, he couldn't handle the fact anymore. The young boy glared the cutest and saddest thing the older one had ever seen. A glare filled with the pain of being betrayed. He knew he should say something, that this was the last time he would ever seen him.
"I know—"he began.
"Shut up. You cheated on me dammit! How could you do something like that?! To me?! I was one that was the most faithful and devoted. I held up my end and you let me down." The boy yelled, his voice rising. The older one, Axel, cringed.
"Roxas, you know I don't remember that night. I was all jacked up." He tried explaining, but he knew it wouldn't help. Roxas had made up his mind. And he wouldn't change it.
"The worst of it was you didn't tell me you went. The scent of alcohol and you coming home the next day told me you went. You're just a….,"the tears started to fall again. Roxas was breaking apart.
"A jerk? An ass?" he finished for him. Axel closed his grass green eyes and felt the rush of guilt hit him. It was worse than what he expected. Roxas turned to go but he caught him by the arm. "Roxas please…I'm so sorry…" he begged. Roxas turned to look at him, a pleading look in his eyes. The terrified look of a scared horse.
"Let me go Axel. Please. I can't stay around you anymore. The pain is too much. Just let me go. I need to be alone. These past 4 years are just too much to handle." Roxas whined. He knew to let go. If he didn't, Roxas would kill him with his keyblades.
"Will I ever see you again?" he asked, wishing for a glimmer of hope. The light in Roxas' eyes burned out.
"I don't think so. You may never hear from me again. I don't think I can forgive you Axel. I don't think after this." Roxas said with a death tone. He looked at the boy once more. He attempted to give the boy a hug but Roxas gave an unemotional weak attempt. He felt a tear fall as he watched the boy turn to leave, extending a hand but letting it fall short of reaching the boy's shoulder. The boy's hair swayed as he walked away, his hand to his sides and sobs filled the still quiet night. And, he, the one who cheated on this boy, and the boy that he loved more than anything, he let him go. He hoped that the saying was true, "If you love something, let it go, if it comes back, it's yours." He murmured the words to himself. But he was pretty sure that he wouldn't see the boy again. And this torture was the hardest to bear. He watched the boy walk, then turned the other way and headed home, crying the entire time.