Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Disney; hence the romances can be played off as bromances. '-_-' (flails)

Aoi: Well, hello there. I decided to re-write my favourite story ever. It's an Axel and Roxas love-mance. I, in a nutshell, took my old story "Call and Return" from my "plasticgenocide" account (got hacked by an ex, not trying to overdo the accounts) and am going to actually create a longer, more drawn out story. My girlfriend actually just bought the DS game with Roxas and I was oh-so inspired. So let's get to it. Hope you enjoy.

WARNING: It's an AMIchan works. Homosexuality, language, etc. No surprises.

Prologue: Call and Return

I flinched. He put his hand down and I opened one eye. His blue eyes stared longingly at the floor. He was full of innocence, hurt, pain, and want. I wanted o make him smile, make him happy. This current state made him nothing but a zombie.

"Roxas… if you walk around with want in your eyes someone will surely give it to you—with force." I teased rather softly, attempting to lighten the moment. I often made jokes like this. Everyone in the Organization always made comments under-the-radar about how cute Roxas was. He even knew it.

"I'm tired of not being real. Have you even wanted to be real? Axel, my other self is going to be awakened anytime now and no one, no one will care when I leave… when I die." Roxas exclaimed, casting his fist aside, pointing towards the ground.

I watched as his blue orbs found their way up my boots, then my body, and soon arriving at my emerald, love-stricken gaze. He tried to read me. He was looking for answers in my eyes. I couldn't give any. There was no answer to find. I didn't know how to make him real so he could stay here, with me.

"I would…" I whispered, turning away from his stare. I couldn't look him in the eye when I had no answers for his questions. There was no solution for our predicament.

I also couldn't look him in the eye because he could read people. He was going to be able to read my emotions of love for him. The love so intense it actually burned me thousands of times. Fire was even my specialty.

He could not find out that I loved him. He couldn't. I wasn't ready.

"Why…!?" He exclaimed. I could tell he was filling with anger. Again. His fist clenched and his brows narrowed. "Why do you even care so much? Why am I so important to you?" By this point, he was screaming.

I stepped closer to him, my hands extended to his. "Roxas, I don't know how to say it." He pushed my hands away.

His eyes looked as if a wet glaze had come over them as he stepped back against a building wall. "Why… I don't want you to care. I don't want you to explain. I don't want you near me or here with me ever again." He covered his face with his hands. I watched as his body slowly slid downwards to sit on the ground. I sighed,

"Roxas, please." I stepped closer and kneeled down in front of him. My hands lifted to his, once again. "You don't mean that."

I heard a soft whimper as I pulled him closer to me. He tried to resist me but I was much stronger. He was so small; I could hold him in my arms twice over. I loved him so much.

He held on tightly to me with his pale fingers and I shivered inside at our closeness. This was the first hug I had ever given him. The contact was almost unbearable. I loved him so much that I couldn't stand it sometimes. Why did I love him so much? He was a whiney little kid with teamwork and personality issues. He was a complete idiot. The only thing we had in common was the incompleteness of being heartless.

"Axel."

That. That must have been the reason. The way he said my name; that and the way his eyes showed the deepest levels of his soul. These were only two of the many reasons for my devoted affection. He was the reason for it all.

"Yes?" I asked, caressing his back lightly.

"I'll miss you." He held onto me tighter than before, pulling himself closer to me. "I need you. You were my memory after I lost it. The only thought I knew was real." He nuzzled his head in my chest. "I love you and I don't want to ever leave you. I would give up being complete just to stay by your side like I am now. I wish I could stay with you forever but… I can't and that just hurts too much." This closeness was making my heart race. I couldn't breathe.

I completely froze. He loved me? He needed me? I pulled back slowly, looking down at him. He looked up at me helplessly. I wanted to fill his void. I wanted to be his heart, just so he could stay.

We stared at each other for a while. "I…" I leaned down, closer to him. "Love…" My lips brushed against his and I couldn't finish. I felt his bottom quiver against mine and I closed my eyes. When our lips met, I felt my whole body lung towards him subconsciously. He was pinned against the wall as he pulled me even closer and his legs slid in between mine.

I heard the scratching of my zipper and felt his cool fingers pull the large, black Organization jacket off of my shoulders. Underneath was a fitting black shirt and fitting tan pants. His fingers gripped tightly to my shoulders. My body pushed up against his, as my hips pressed downwards and forwards against his hips. I wasn't even thinking about my actions. It all happened and we both couldn't seem to stop.

At that moment he pushed me backwards rather quickly. I was able to catch my balance and he grabbed my hands. "I'm sorry, but, should we do this?" He asked.

I shook my head in confusion. "Do what?" I asked, completely oblivious.

"You don't even know?" He gave me a quizzical look. "This!" He point at his hips then mine. I stared for a moment before soon realizing. Ah, that. I grinned, feeling playful.

"Not here." I whispered, putting my free pointer finger in front of my own lips.

I slid off of the ground and stood in front of him. I picked up my coat and I pulled it back onto my back. I signaled for him to follow me. We walked quietly through the dark, empty streets of Twilight Town. Our mission was supposed to end hours ago.

We couldn't go back to the Castle. Everyone was in everyone else's business at the Castle. I knew that if we were caught we would be dead. I wanted to find us a place to be alone.

"Where should we go?" I asked, looking down at him. He was looking around for a place too.

"There." He extended his hand to a small, black building, almost invisible. It was almost like a little shack on the outskirts of Twilight Town. I'm sure it was over-looked on a daily basis just by looking at it. We approached the building and I took a closer look at it. No key description, really, just a plain, black building with a gray door and two windows on either side of the door.

Roxas stood behind me as I opened the little gray door. I looked around into the dark building. The moonlight was dim but I could still see around somewhat. There was a plethora of boxes and paper to the right in the corner and a large, round table in the middle of the room with a white cloth on top of it. Nothing else was in the room. It felt a bit like a home, yet… less lively and lived in.

"This is… nice." I turned to Roxas. He was kind of in an odd daze again. It was almost as if he was a different person. "Hey, Roxas, are you okay?"

He nodded slowly, stepping inside behind me and closing the door.

"Just tell me…" I interrupted. I wanted him to say it again.

He whispered. "What do you want me to say to you?"

"How you feel?" I replied, looking at him.

"Well…" He sighed, "I just can't explain." Roxas looked away from me. He really was under a lot of pressure.

"Let me know how I can change that! I don't want you to be stressed anymore. I want to see you smile again." I told him, never looking away from him.

"There's nothing you can do to make things different." Roxas never looked at me. He finally turned to me for a moment but looked away soon after. "I'm not going to be around long. What's going to come out of this?" He asked me with a serious tone.

I paused. I didn't know how to answer that. Even if I knew, even if I didn't want to admit it, he was going to be apart of his other self. I wanted him to stay.

"What's going to come out of lying about our feelings? If you love me then say so!" My voice raised to a higher tone.

"I don't know…" He cast his eyes downwards. Why was he so confused? He had just said, no less than fifteen minutes ago, that he loved me.

Maybe we should have postponed this? Postponed all of this tragedy. My stomach was in knots. I wanted to just die.

"So you lied?" I questioned. I could barely breathe. "I can't do this…" I choked, stepping backwards.

"But…" Roxas spoke.

I didn't want to listen.

"No words can describe how I feel about you. I feel like I'm not myself without you. You're all I've ever known." Roxas came closer to me. He reached for me. I reached back. He pulled me closer to him and then held onto my jacket, nuzzling my chest with his forehead. "I love you. I suppose those words fit."

"Why can't we be together; right now… until we both disappear?" I asked him with a smile. I was trying to keep myself together; positive. I couldn't think about a life without Roxas. Even when he forgot his memory for a while, everything we had ever created together remained real to me. I could never forget.

From that moment, right there and now, I wanted to be with him. From when I woke up to when I went to sleep, I wanted to love Roxas and make him smile. It wasn't hopeless. It couldn't be a dream.

Roxas looked up at me with a blank expression. I could see the sadness. He asked, "Will you love the other me too?"

A giant lump caught in my throat when he said this. But I put on my poker face, for Roxas, and grinned. "Not as much as you," I said before I kissed him sweetly. "You won't go anywhere, neither will I. I'll be your heart. You can be mine." I kissed him again.

Roxas tiptoed closer to me and I felt him reach his arms around my shoulders. I tripped back onto the little table. He slid his hands down me and pulled off my jacket once again. He was deepening the kiss and I was definitely not going to resist him. I felt a cold sensation on my stomach before I even realized it was Roxas' fingers.

I gasped into his touch.

I arched my back and moaned as he scratched his nails down my back and my sides. I was going insane. He held tightly to my hips, trying to pull me closer. I was trying to hold myself together, but, it was terribly difficult. "Roxas…" I gasped and gripped the sides of the table.

"Yes?" He grinned up deviously at me. He was actually grinning. As if something I said made him happy? As if something I said made him turn this way? This was the most contact I had ever gotten with anyone. I know it was the same for him. How was he so enlightened?

"I love you." I smiled, giving him a sweet kiss.

"I love you…" He gave me a sweet kiss.

Roxas then kissed my nose, cheeks, and forehead. He smiled. "I wish you could be my heart, Axel." He kissed my neck, "But I will always be yours, Axel..." A final, passionate kiss on my lips and he was gone. I touched the empty air that his tangible body had once occupied.

He was really, really gone.

I collapsed and covered my face in my hands, wishing I would disappear too…