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Warning: Noctis/Prompto.

Note: Enjoy.

Summary: Noctis feels like he's losing control. His mind just won't think rationally anymore. He's lacking in his princely duties. He finds himself blacking out and acting out his heart's desires till contentment. However, he's always left to bore the consequences upon waking up. But, what if he doesn't want to wake up anymore? What if he likes this new change? What will become of him, then?

Chapter One

When school had ended, Noctis had headed home and flopped down onto the couch. He just felt drained these days. He could barely stay awake during classes and important political meetings with his father. His forehead always were inches from collapsing onto the tables. His heart just weren't into staying committed to school and politics. His heart desired to be selfish. It longed to do fulfill his wishes, not the wishes of his father and kingdom. That couldn't happen, though. The crown was holding him chained, after all.

"His Highness would like it if you'd read these documents," Ignis said, while handing him a stack of important classified envelops, as an exhausted sigh escaped from in-between his lips. "It's the terms of the treaty between Niflheim and Lucis. His Highness has already made an opinion of it. However, he would like yours, too."

"But, I asked Prompto to come over," Noctis complained, while glaring at the stack of documents in front of him, as Ignis shook his head in disapproval at the invitation. "I promised to play video games with him, though. It's the weekend, too!"

"A king's work does not end, Noctis. You must learn that," Ignis said, while heading towards the kitchen, as Noctis frowned and found himself nearly crumbling the documents up in his shaking grip. "His Highness would like an opinion of the treaty before the day ends. Niflheim is waiting for an answer, too."

"Why is my opinion even needed? My whole life has been decided for me," Noctis muttered, while looking down at the treaty with disdain, as his thought drifted to Prompto once again. "I should text him."

To: Chocobo King

Hey, sorry!

I got to cancel video game plans with you.

Dad is making me look at the treaty with Niflheim.

:( :( :(

From: Chocobo King

It's cool, bro!

Alex asked me out to the arcade.

Have fun with the political stuff.

See you later!

:P :P :P

"Who the heck is Alex?" Noctis growled, while his cell phone got snatched out of his hands, as Ignis stared down at him with a frown. "Seriously, Ignis?"

"You are to be king. You need to focus on important things, not video games or going to the arcade or whatever it is you do," Ignis said, while Noctis balled his hands into fists underneath the table, as his midnight blue orbs burned with frustration at the treaty. "Focus, Noctis! You need to get used to surrendering personal plans. Or, it's going to be a lot harder to do when you're finally king."

XOXO

Once he had finished reading the treaty, Noctis couldn't make a decision just yet. He didn't want to get married with Lady Lunafreya. He didn't want to sacrifice himself for the sake of peace. He's a human, too. He should have a choice just like another human being, but the kingdom was still first than his happiness. The crown was holding him captive, after all. It was keeping him chained to princely duties, which he just wanted to be freed from.

"What is it, Prompto? I'm tired. I just want to sleep," Noctis said, while touching the speaker button on his phone, as his best friend's excited squeal resonated through it. "What are you so cheerful about?"

"Guess who just got a boyfriend?" Prompto asked, while continuously squealing happily, as Noctis' midnight blue orbs narrowed and smile instantly turned into a frown. "It's me, silly! Alex asked me to be his boyfriend at the arcade. We're dating now."

"Oh … I'm so happy for you," Noctis lied, while balling his hands into fists, as his phone's screen shattered and cracked a little. "Listen, I have to go. I'll talk to you later. Bye, Prompto."

"So sorry, bro! I called at the wrong time," Prompto apologized, while not receiving an answer, as Noctis glared at the picture of his best friend displaying on his phone's screen. "Alright, then! Bye, Noct. See you tomorrow, I guess."

XOXO

Upon hanging up, Noctis threw his cell phone onto the floor. He didn't understand why he did. He just felt angry and at everything lately. He didn't know who this Alex person was. He hated him already, though. He longed for the intruder to get out of their picture. He wanted his best friend all to himself. He didn't want to share the blonde with anyone. His best friend brought him so much joy. Prompto was only his little ball of sunshine, not anyone else's. Alex was going to get cut out of the picture, then. It was going to happen.

"You have to start taking control," his reflection said, while Noctis gasped and looked into his bathroom mirror, as his reflection stared back with amethyst orbs at him. "Don't you see? You wouldn't man up. You wouldn't step up. So, Prompto left you. It was bound to happen someday. It's your fault he left, then!"

"What's going on? Who are you?" Noctis cried out, while taking a step backwards, as his reflection laughed at him. "Answer me! Who are you?!"

"Are you blind? I'm you, a version you want to become. You need to change. You need to leave your weak mind behind. It's getting you nowhere," his reflection said, while chuckling at his horrified facial expression, as his mind started resonating with foreign thoughts which weren't his own. "It got Prompto nowhere, either. You disappointed him. You wouldn't man up and make a move. If you want him back, kill Alex, then. It's only way."

"No, I won't do no such thing!" Noctis screamed, while smashing the bathroom mirror with his fist, as teardrops streamed down his cheeks. "What's happening to me? Am I losing my mind?"

XOXO

After washing up, Noctis bandaged his hands and crawled into bed. He was still shaken up from the incident in the bathroom. He was working on forgetting it, though. He didn't want to remember such a terrifying encounter with his consciousness. It still spoke the truth, however. His best friend probably sought out Alex for those reasons.

"Finally acknowledging it, then. I thought it would never happen," someone said, while Noctis sat right up in bed, as his midnight blue orbs darted around his dark and desolate bedroom. "What are you scared of? I am you! The version you want to be. The version which will actually take you places."

"Get out of my head!" Noctis screamed, while clutching his dark locks, as laughter roared inside of his mind. "What the hell is going on?"

"I won't leave until you change. You'll start thinking this way sooner or later. It will be your only hope in your miserable life," his consciousness said, while Noctis stared into his dresser mirror, as glowing amethyst orbs stared back at him. "Rest up, weakling! Tomorrow is going to be a rough day for you. I mean, you will see your beloved in the arms of another man."

"Shut up!" Noctis cried out, while sobbing into his pillow, as laughter continued roaring inside of his head. "Shut up!"

"Kill Alex! Kill him!" his consciousness urged, while Noctis shook his head, as it continued pressuring him. "Why not? Prompto will come running into your arms for comfort if you did. Stop being a weakling!"

A/N: What do you think? Leave me your thoughts.