Another drabble I instigated on DA. Really all you people should just go there. idk why I even stay on FFN. XD Honestly. Nonetheless this is about how Axel knows he feels and that he feels for Lexa (Lilaccat's Nobody) It's also dedicated to her 17th Birthday. So I hope you all enjoy it even though it's not my usual Yaoi. :)

For Lilaccat
When You Say Nothing At All by Ronan Keating / Lexa x Axel / She runs away, Beach, Romance

Don't Leave Me

The young, seventeen year old nobody pulls her Organization XIII hood up over her head, successfully hiding the cat ears on her head. Thanks to the long ebony coat, the tail is hidden as well, as she runs through the evening day. Her high heeled boots click on the bricks, until they meet the soft sand. Her frantic motions pulls at my heart, that I know I have.

Running my hand through my crimson spikes that cascades to my shoulders, I slowly make my way after her. Normally, I'd regret such a job as retrieval, but I know that this is so much more than that. I need to her to realize one thing that she has yet to.

My own boots dig into the sugar sand, as I make my way to mid-shore. She stand there, idling, not sure where to go next. The girl I love doesn't flinch, as I place my gloved hand on her shoulder. Gently, I push the hood away, as I make my way to stand in front of her.

Bright azure eyes stare up at me, scared and brave all at the same time. Tousled dark brown hair whips around her face, as the wind blows in from the ocean behind us. She looks straight into my emerald eyes and runs her fingers over the reverse violet teardrops beneath them. "Why did you run away Lexa?" Those eyes say more than the words she could speak ever could. Pressing my finger to her lips, I stop those syllables.

I cup the side of her face in my hand, and she leans into the touch, smiling. Smile, that smile could light the darkest abyss that runs through these realms. It's as though, the secrets of the universe rest deep in those pools of blue, begging to be unlocked and granted upon me. Small hands press against my chest, as I pull her frail frame against my towering stature.

Tilting her chin up with my index finger, I lean down and press my lips against hers. I rest my arms on her waist, as she links her's around my neck. As our hearts react to one another, the waves crash into the shore behind us. The full moon shines down on us as we continue to break away, only to meet each once more with a contact of lips.

I lower us down onto the sand, pulling her into my lap, so that her head rests against my chest. I run my fingers through her hair, pausing to stroke the cat ears on her head. A soft purr emits from low in her throat and gives me the sign, that I already knew was true. The lull of our matched breathing forces her eyes to drift shut, ever so slowly. As I watch Lexa sleep, I feel tears brim at my eyes.

Nobodies don't feel emotion. Nobodies can't love. Nobodies can't cry. Nobodies can't hurt. So why do I care for her? Why do I want to cry if she's upset as well? Why do I hurt when she's away and I know she's in trouble?

Pecking her forehead, I linger, pressing our noses together, before leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Don't leave me..."