Sora fell onto his bed, exhausted. Having two people in one body was beyond tiring. When they first returned to Destiny Islands Roxas was quiet. It was like he never existed in the first place, except for the small space in the back of Sora's brain that remembered the blonde boy sharing his being. Now Roxas was noticeable as ever, as if Sora had multiple personalities. In a way he did. For a month or two he really worried friends and family by freaking out over the smallest things. Anything red or green was stripped from his room. He never stayed out past sunset. And he definitely stayed far away from anything to do with fire. He knew was all Roxas's doing but Sora didn't mind all that much. He felt bad for him. Also, whenever he went near said things his heart ached so deeply he almost started to cry. He felt all of his other's pain. Sighing once more he closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.
Roxas walked the plains of Sora's mind while he slept. It matched his personality. It was as bright and colorful and lively as a sunny Destiny Island day. The only part that might mention that there was a small darkness inside him was the small bubbling cloud far off in the distance. It rained very rarely in Sora's mind. He mostly locked all his sadness away in a box that Roxas had also examined. He didn't care that he was being nosy. There was nothing else to do.He sat down on a familiar rock and pondered like always. It always started with things he missed. His friends. Hayner, Pence, Olette. He would even kill to see Seifer. Skateboarding was up there too. He wished Sora was a skater so he could have something to do in the blinding world. Roxas liked things a little darker than his other. He was selfish at sometimes. Really selfish. He tried swaying Sora's decisions often. Where he went, what his room looked like, who he hung out with, but it didn't really work most of the time. He never let him watch sunsets. The soft, gorgeous twilight on the islands reminded him too much of home. The pain he felt was given to the brunette just as hard. He also made sure they stayed far away from the "forbidden colors" and the "forbidden element". The first time Sora realized how alive Roxas was inside him was when they were around Wakka as he played with a box of matches. The pain was so excruciating that Roxas's tears poured through his host, thoroughly confusing his friends. Sora learned from that experience.
The blonde sighed. How did the saying go? If wishes were horses than beggars would fly? Ride? He sighed again, rising from the rock and walking through flowers swaying in a light, pleasant, breeze. He kicked at the daisies but no damage showed. He grumbled and trudged on. He wanted to be outside in the brisk real air, hopefully fighting or sparring stopped as his mind warned him with a sharp pain in his chest. Don't go there Roxas. You don't wanna go there.
As if reading Roxas's thoughts in his dreams, Sora let an image flow through his mind and stop in front of him. Black boots, surrounded by a flowing black coat. An extremely lean frame and ridiculously girly hips. Strong shoulders holding a neck and face framed with flming red spikes. And a stunning face, pale as the moon, with two black marks underneath the striking green eyes that made his chest ache so.
Axel.
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I reeallly felt like writing a "sora has rxas inside him roxas is still "alive" soriku akuroku axel and roas find each other next life fic" yeah. They're kinda commonish and I felt like writing it. SPOTANEITY WOO!
Yeah. I don't rreally like the last paragraph. Either too gushy or run on-y or weird. Blah.
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