Organization 100 – 043 – Memory
by Allexandra Radcliffe
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Hey, everyone, Allexandra here! This is the first of the ficlets for the LJ challenge community, Kingdom 100. I actually posted this there a while back, but today I got bored and decided to put them over here as well. Anyway, the challenge is to write a fic or ficlet, at least a hundred words long, for the one hundred prompts they've given us. I don't go in order, which is why 043 is first. There's going to be BL/yaoi in this, seeing as I'm a fangirl and my claim is Organization XIII.
As for disclaimers, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Those geniuses over at Square Enix own it. No suing, please!
Title: Not Enough
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Claim: Organization XIII
Pairing: AkuRoku
Rating: PG
Spoilers: A little, I guess
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As their existence stretched on, their memories of having hearts – of being Somebodies – slowly faded. For the first six, only a vague recollection of events and the memories of feelings remained, according to Lexaeus. Luxord could spend hours on end reminiscing about gambles he had won, and he had once heard Marluxia telling Larxene about a flower garden he had kept at the age of five. And yet, he himself had no memories of who he had been – only a vague feeling that if the other Nobodies were less than something, they were at least more than him.
The one time he had asked Axel about his former self, the redhead shrugged nonchalantly and told him, "All I remember is my name, that I liked fire, and how I lost my heart. Nothing important. It doesn't matter anymore, anyway." He had turned away, with the vague thought that if he'd had a heart, he'd have been miserable right then, when Axel's long, skinny arms wrapped around him and pulled him back.
"You're still worried about your memories?" For once, the pyromaniac's voice was soft, and he bit back a dismissive retort. "Does it really matter that much? You have your memories of now, and us. Isn't that enough?"
"I..." He paused, breathed in Axel's strangely comforting scent – smoke mixed with the cinnamon that the redhead put in everything – and smiled. "Yeah."
He felt an answering smile cross Axel's face, and gently extricated himself from the other Nobody's arms. Once again, he felt reassured, even though he knew it was impossible to be scared, or worried, or whatever he had thought he'd felt in the first place. But as he walked away, a silent, pestering voice whispered, "It can't be enough forever..."
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Well, there's the first. I'll keep adding as I get them finished and typed, which could be a while since midterms and finals are next week. But anyway, please review! I really want some tips on what I could do to improve these little fics.