My new Roku-centric fic, all about Roxas and his thoughts and stuff. XION AND AXEL ARE NEXT. PLZ REVIEW!
You told me if I left, that they'd destroy me.
"No one would miss me."
Except for you, Axel. We were best friends, but the distance between us was enough for me to believe otherwise.
"What a joke."
If we were best friends, wouldn't you have come to the clock tower with ice-cream? I guess we aren't best friends, since it was Xion who came.
"Am I the one who did this to you?"
I'm sorry Xion. I'll go beat Xemnas and free Kingdom Hearts. No don't! Who are you again? Why do I have two ice cream sticks, Axel's not here! A shell… I have to go.
"Where's Sora?"
He won't answer. I steal a glance at the Heartless and toss Oblivion. Someone told me to go. And they mentioned a Sora. We fight. He loses. Ha! In your face, loser! Why do I have the Keyblade…
"Shut up!"
You have no right to speak to me like that! Why… why… why? I want answers, tell me already! Don't taunt me like that, I'll slap you. Dark powers? Ha, you wish. Keyblade, Keyblade… what the hell is it? Why do I have it? Who keeps telling me these things, why won't they say more? Am I this oblivious? I'm… Roxas… right? Nobody else… right?
"My heart belongs to me!"
If only I had one, if only. I have no heart. Just a black coat and a number. Thirteen, the baby of the group. Wonderful, how we could all "laugh" at that as if we were "human" but NO! We're not and we never ever will be with or without Kingdom Hearts. I loathe that thing sitting in the sky, I hate everybody for what they've done! Even if it was just a simple 'hi!" or a flower in a pot on a windowsill, I don't care, I hate them all with a burning passion.
"Looks like my summer vacation is over."
Oh the irony. I never had a summer vacation to begin with. Just a name and a number. Who gives a crap if I'm the "Key of Destiny"? Nobody! And these voices won't stop, the dreams, the hallucinations? Am I on the brink of insanity, or am I already borderline crazy? Beats me, but I still hate you. I hate everybody. I miss Axel, but I hate him too for the lies! Crying, why the hell am I crying? Nobodies don't feel sad or angry, what's wrong with me!
"Someone from the dark."
It's true. I am no longer who I thought I was, just a figure shrouded in the darkness of a light heart. It burns, you know, to see his friends and his smile. He's happy. When was the last time I was happy? Never, never, never, never. Thirteen was never happy and Roxas will never be happy. I'm so confused, but I hate this boy in front of me, he needs to die!
"Look sharp!"
Yeah, I'll live life through you. Even if I won't wear a black coat, and my name won't be Roxas, I'll have friends. Even if my number is not thirteen but 813-987-3570, who cares? Nobody. Nobody except me.
"Sora."
He's going to save them. He'll stop their hurting, and maybe, he can stop ours. I hurt for you Axel, dead or alive. I hurt for you Xion, even if I can barely remember you. Was there ever a number fourteen? What about eight? Did they exist and did they even like me? Namine never says anything, and it triggers my anger. All I wanted were some answers, but nobody gives them to number thirteen. Nobody.