Like the summary says, this is just something I threw together. Fun thing about it is the pairing is whoever you want it to be, kinda. One half is obviously Axel, but let your imagination choose who is actually telling the story. In my head, it's for one of my characters who is a girl, so if anything sounds feminine, sorry about that.
Disclaimer: I don't own theKingdom Hearts series or anyone from it, but I sure wish I did.
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I should have never said it, but I did, and he took it as a challenge. To any other person, I'm sure it wouldn't have been seen as one. He is the Flurry of Dancing Flames and what I said was heat related, so he just decided whatever he decided. I don't know the inner workings of his mind, which could very well be a good thing.
Anyway, it all started over dinner, hot wings to be specific. Thing is, I don't like them to be too hot so I get them with mild sauce. Fire boy, on the other hand, got them as spicy as he could, which didn't affect him until he finished eating. It's a good thing Nobodies aren't lactose intolerant. But that's really not the point.
About halfway into the meal he asked why I got such mild wings when it was my idea to eat that. So, I told him that I don't like spicy things, I can't take the heat. And that's when the idea got into his head. I should have known, I was staring right into his eyes and I saw that little spark that meant something was being plotted. But, I just I ignored it, or maybe I just forgot; a fair amount of time passed before he acted on his thoughts.
The time was probably passed midnight and I had finally gotten fed up with what I was doing and went to bed. I had just changed into my pajamas and crawled into bed when he knocked on my door. I was used to that, I think he was worried that I didn't get enough sleep, but that was more the Superior's fault than my own; he was always keeping me busy.
There was part of me that just didn't want to move. The soft bed was comfortable, nearly comfortable enough to let him stay outside. But I knew he'd come in on his own anyway if I didn't open the door. So, I let him in then turned back to my bed, intent on flopping down on it again. I should have known that he wouldn't allow that, I had been around him long enough to learn some things about him. His hand took my wrist as I tried to fall onto the mattress.
"What is it, Axel?" I questioned with a slightly annoyed tone. He turned me to face him.
"I just thought I'd help you with your heat problem."
Soon his face was inches from mine, his warm breath mixing with my own. He then pressed his lips against mine, sending a fire through my entire body. It was odd in a way…We were told to believe that nobodies could hold no warmth, especially nothing like this. But he was an exception. Maybe it was because he used fire so much it became a part of him, a constant burning flame. In any case, the simple action proved the theories wrong.
Funny thing is, what he wanted to do…it worked.