Color me Crazy
A/N- This is a drabble series. So most chapters will be short.
Main pairing- Axel/Roxas interpret others how you like.
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Kingdom Hearts games and/or manga.
Annnd, go.
Dull thuds echoed through out the halls of the castle. And a certain Organization member grinned, he had a good feeling about today. Propping his feet up on the table in front of him, he waited. His grin grew as two figures entered the large room. One being the Organization's leader, and the other being the possible last member.
"Number Eight." A slight glare was in place as the leader spoke. "Yes sir!" He gave a mock salute and a silent refusal to remove his feet. The leader sighed, giving up on the lost cause. He gestured to the younger boy, "This is Roxas."
Number Eight gave "Roxas" a once over, noticing his apathetic posture. Technically this was normal for a Nobody, the hint of annoyance on his face, however, was not. Number Eight liked this. Roxas on the other hand, was pissed, if you could say that. He was in this large room, surrounded by white. Thus forth, his eyes kept getting drawn to the only color in the room, Number Eight. The older man wore the Organization's black cloak, already making himself the darkest thing in the room. But he also had bright, fire red hair, and equally bright, green eyes. Roxas decided he didn't like him. And he diffidently didn't like the man's smirk.
The leader, Xemnas, if Roxas remembered correctly, stared at Number Eight for a long, hard moment before speaking. "You're the only one who takes on the 'Welcoming Committee' job. Well, no, that's Demyx's job. But he's handling missions right now." The red head shrugged. "Doesn't bother me. He seems like a little spit fire, maybe this will be fun." Xemnas rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say Axel. Watch after him and let me know how he does. Your first mission is tomorrow morning, Zexion will fill you in on the details."
Roxas' eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, I don't work with others, I work alone." Xemnas turned a look onto him that reminded him of icebergs and fire, all wrapped in lightning. This would have scared him, if he could feel fear. Ignoring Roxas' comment, Xemnas walked away, leaving Roxas with the Welcoming Committee.
Axel grinned and held out his hand, "Names Axel, Number Eight. Welcome aboard, Number Thirteen." Roxas scowled and pushed his hand away. He wasn't here to make friends. He was here to get a heart.
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