Naku: -hides under magical desk- This is a peace offering until I can write in my other stories~
I've been used so many times...to the point that I don't give a damn anymore.
"Hey Roxas," Roxas looked up with an emotionless face toward the red-haired man,
"Hi Axel," He muttered, returning to the book in his lap and Demyx strummed his sitar, a small serene smile plastered on his face. Axel flopped ungracefully next to Roxas and peered over his shoulder,
"Whatcha reading there, Roxy?" He asked, blinking up to the blonde.
"Something," He muttered back.
It's just a damn act, this niceness that these people have been giving me.
Axel scratched the back of his neck before looking at Demyx, who looked over and shrugged. "Roxas," Axel said gently, placing a hand on the smaller boy's shoulder. "You okay?" Roxas looked up with a fake smile causing the other to flinch.
"I'm just fine, Axel, now will you leave me alone?"
I wish I had what my counterpart had, friends; his love, Kairi; a heart...what would it like for me to have a heart?
Roxas closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair; "I'm sorry..." He apologized and Axel let out a soft smile.
"It's alright, we know how much you've been working your ass off, killing those heartless and all," Axel commented scratching his cheek.
What kind of sound would it make?
"Yeah..." Roxas muttered. Demyx shifted uncomfortably as a strange aura set in as Roxas slowly placed his hand over where his heart would have been. Axel watched with a raised eyebrow as Roxas gently stroked the black silk of the uniform.
How would it feel under my fingertips? Would it feel weird?
"Roxas..." Axel breathed out as he pulled Roxas's hand away from his chest gently. "You do remember that you're a nobody, right? You don't have one..." Tears filled Roxas's eyes as he closed his hand into a fist,
That's right...I'm...I'm not supposed to even exist...
Demyx placed his sitar down before walking over and sitting down next to Roxas and rubbing small circles in his back. Roxas snatched his hand back from Axel's grasp, his bangs covering his tear-stained azure eyes. "I know I don't have one!" Roxas growled out. "Why do you have to remind me!" Axel blinked at the reaction, his hand still extended as if Roxas's hand was still in his palm. Demyx sent the red-haired superior a glare before mouthing 'Good job slick'. Axel smiled sheepishly before looking at Roxas's sad face,
"I'm sorry," He replied.
"No you're not!" Roxas scruntched up his uniform. "You don't know what forgiveness is! You don't know anything! Because none of you guys have hearts either!"
We're all not meant to be here...we're...
"Roxas," Demyx said gently, still rubbing soft circles in his back.
We're...
"Roxas..." Axel muttered.
We're...
"Nothing..."