Don't Play with Fire, You WILL Get Burned (Trust Me)

Wow this is the 1st fic I've written, and this is only the 1st chapter. I'm really nervous and everything, so please read and review and critique so I can hopefully make it better! 3

Disclaimer- Yeah… You know the drill.

"Please… Don't take my heart… I value it more than anything…" A blood-curling scream is heard. Darkness.

I woke up, covered in sweat. I looked around the room. Everything was a blinding white; it hurt my eyes to look at it.

"Where am I?!" My heartbeat sped up. What was this strange place that I had been brought to? I had no memory of anything, so I panicked. I hopped out of bed, and was covered head to toe in a dark black cloak. I ran to a mirror and almost tripped over a white nightstand. Fucking nightstands!!! I pulled down the cloaks hood and screamed. I didn't recognize the face staring back at me.

"Who am I?!" My mind raced. My heart beat faster and faster. The room was spinning. "What's going on…? I feel so weak…" I heard the door open as I collapsed into someone's arms and fainted.

"The heart sees things that the eyes cannot."

I opened my eyes. A pair of bright green eyes was staring back at me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed. Without thinking, I slapped the guy on my bed across the face. He let out a yelp and fell off the bed with a thud. I peeked over the side and saw a man, in his early 20s, sitting on the floor. He was rubbing his face.

"Dammit kid, what the hell was that for?!" he roared. He was wearing the same cloak that I was. I looked at his head and let out another scream. "What are you screaming at now?!" I pointed at his head in horror.

"Your head is on fire!!!" I yelled. "What?!" he screamed. He panicked and ran around in circles screaming with his arms in the air. After a few minutes, he stopped and looked at me furiously.

"You IDIOT!!! This is my HAIR!!!" I looked and realized that he was right.

"Oh… my… GOD!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" I was attacked with fits of laughter. He let out a growl. "I'm so sorry; it's just that it looks like fire, hahaha." I wiped tears from my eyes. It really did look like fire; it was a bright red and gelled back into giant spikes. I wanted to touch it.

"You are in a serious situation, and all you can do is crack jokes about my hair?!" All of the commotion had made me forget about my current situation.

"Please, tell me what's going on! I don't know where I am, or even who I am!!! I-" He put his hand over my mouth.

"Calm down kid. Before I explain anything, you need to eat something. You're still very weak." My stomach growled.

"Ha, yeah, I guess you're right. I'm starving!" I replied.

"I'll be right back. Whatever you do, DON'T LEAVE." He said. He opened the door, and shut it behind him.

"Wow… He's… ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!!! He's so tall and handsome and-" I slapped myself across the face. "No dammit! Snap out of it! This is no time to be thinking about that. I need to get out of here!" I told myself. I stepped out of bed slowly, because I was still weak, and clumsily made my way to the door. As I reached for the knob, it turned and the door opened. The strange man was standing there with a tray of food in his hand. "How in the world did he come back that fast?!" I thought to myself. His eyes widened.

"Were you trying to escape?!" he asked furiously. I was caught red-handed, so I decided to do the only thing that I could think of.

"N-noooooo…." I said. He looked at me.

"Oh, well in that case… Hey! Are you tricking to trick me?!" Dammit! He wasn't as dumb as I thought he would be.

"Yep, you got me." I didn't know what else to say. He glared at me. And no, it wasn't just a glare, it was a GLAAAAARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"You scheming little bitch! You can never leave!" he told me. My jaw dropped. Was this guy for real real (and not for fake fake?)

"WHAT?! I will leave if I damn please, now get out of my way!" I demanded. He set down the tray and shut the door.

"I'm sorry kid, but I can't let you do that." I tried to get past him, but he was just too fast. He grabbed my wrist.

"Hey! Let go!" I tried to get loose, but he was many times stronger than I was. "Help, somebody!" I screamed. He slapped me across the face. I looked at him, and a tear ran down my cheek. The side of my face stung. He stopped when he saw me crying, so I used the opportunity to tackle him to the ground.

"Oof!" he went as he fell to the ground. He looked up at me. "Wow kid, I didn't know you had it in you. But I'm done playing." He picked me up and carried me towards the bed. He dropped me on it, and crawled on top of me, pinning my arms down. I couldn't move. I didn't know if I should be afraid, or turned on by the fact that I was trapped under his muscular body.

"Get off me!!!" I squirmed, trying to get free, but he only tightened his grip.

"Dammit, if you calm down and hold still, I can explain everything to you!" My resistance subsided.

"Alright buddy, you got my attention." I said. He still didn't loosen his grip.

"Can I really trust you?" he asked. I sighed.

"Yes!!!" I said, filled with frustration. He let go of me.

"Okay, well, my name is Axel. Got it memorized?" I raised an eyebrow, but he ignored it. "This is Castle Oblivion, which is our base of operations. I, and now you, are a part of a group called Organization XIII. We are Nobodies, beings created when a person with strong feelings loses their heart." What was he saying? How could any of this be true?

"You mean… we have no hearts?! That's impossible! How can I live without a heart?! I know I have one, I felt it racing earlier!" I stopped. My blood ran cold. I could no longer feel the beat of my heart. Axel shook his head.

"It's a reaction when you first become a Nobody. You're so used to it that even after you lose it, you still feel like you have it for a short period of time." No, there is no way that any of this could be true. Why did all of this have to happen at once? I let my emotions get the best of me and I broke down crying.

"I just want to go home! But I don't even know where that is anymore…" I said between sobs. Axel grabbed me and held me against his chest. He was so warm.

"It's ok. That's all any of us really wants. Just let it all out." I cried so much that it soaked his cloak. After a couple of minutes, I was able to calm down.

"A-Axel… Just who am I?" He frowned.

"Well… to tell you the truth… I don't really know myself. All that the Superior would tell me is that your name is Kirux." I looked up at him with a serious expression.

"Take me to see the Superior." I demanded. He shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. You do NOT want to get on the bad side of any of the Organization members. I just want you to lay low for awhile." I opened my mouth, but Axel put his finger over it. "Trust me, okay?" How could I say no to a face like that?

"Alright…" I said, defeated. He noticed the food that he had left on the tray. My stomach growled.

"Oops. I guess I forgot all about that… Here, let me reheat it for you." He put his hands over the tray of food. I stared at him, wondering what in the world he was doing. All of a sudden, flames sprouted from his hands. In no time, the food was reheated. He looked over and laughed when he saw my expression.

"Maybe I should have explained… We each have elemental powers. Mine is the power over fire." I tackled him.

"What are my powers?!" I demanded.

"I don't fuckin' know, I'm sure we'll find out eventually, now… You wanna get off of me?" I looked at him for a second.

"Nope! " I replied. He threw me onto the bed. "XX You're too strong…"

"The hell I am, now EAT!" he ordered. I did not want to disobey the almighty Axel.

"Yes sir!" I said. I was so malnourished that I scarfed the food in no time at all. "Wow that was really delicious!" He perked up.

"Was it really?!" he asked excitedly. I nodded. "That's great, because I made it!" He put a big smile on his face.

"I don't believe you…" I replied. His smile disappeared. I grinned.

"Why you little…" He tackled me, causing me to fall off the bed.

"Hey, get off of me!"

"Not until you admit that you like my cooking!!!" He was actually serious. Can you believe this guy?

"NEVER!!!" I cackled. Axel's eyes narrowed.

"Then suffer the consequences!!!" He started tickling me. I burst out laughing.

"Hey, stop, that tickles!!!"

"Not until you admit it!" He continued until my eyes watered and I had trouble breathing.

"Okay, okay, I give! You're an awesome cook." He finally stopped.

"Well, thanks for noticing! ." He said as he was sitting on my stomach.

"Now, if you don't mind, would you please get off of me :O?!"

"Sure thing buddy." He got off and helped me up.

"Thank you." I said. I sat down on the bed. There was an awkward silence for a few moments. "Hey, Axel…" He looked over at me.

"Yeah kid?" he said.

"Well… If I should stay away from the Organization members, why are YOU being so nice to me?" I asked. He looked at the floor for a moment.

"Well, let's just say that you remind me of someone… Someone that I really care about. He's not around anymore though…" He seemed really upset. I must have hit a soft spot.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry, I didn't know…" I felt horrible.

"No, no, it's okay. Don't worry about it. Besides…" He clenched his fist. "I will get him back, no matter what it takes." I really admired his determination. He seemed to be a very kind and passionate person, once you got to know him.

"This guy might not be so bad after all." I thought.

"Well, it's getting late, and you've had a long day. You should get some rest…"

"But Axel, I-"

"Go to bed!!!" he yelled.

"Yes sir!" I said. I took off my cloak, revealing my boxers, and hopped in bed. "Goodnight Axel." He patted me on the head and then turned out the light.

"Goodnight kid." He shut the door.

A/N- Wow that took me hours to type up!!! It's like midnight and I have to get up early for school, and I totally didn't do my homework, lol. Anyway, please critique this story! I'm just worried that maybe I'm not ready yet, but please be honest. If it goes well, I'll keep writing more :).