This is just a little drabble i wrote while i was at school. I know that there are several spelling mistakes, and my grammar is horrible, but go easy on me.

This is about Roxas' thoughts when Axel dies.

Roxas could feel himself break as he watched the dreadful sight before him, or Sora, since he had gone back to be a part of him.

It was unbearable for Roxas to see his best friend, his lover, in this state. He was barely able to have his eyes open, and the words that came out of his mouth was nothing more than whispers.

Roxas couldnt bear hearing Axel talk like that. He seemed so helpless, so pathetic. His once strong and fierce eyes were almost empty, and his smirk, that once held a playful arrogance, where now weak and almost gone.

Roxas wanted to scream, he wanted to scream at Axel, and tell him how foolish he was. He wanted to let Axel know just how he felt, but he knew it was impossible. The only one who could express anything to Axel right now was Sora.

Roxas felt a horrible pain in his chest at that thought. He felt like he was about to explode. This was in reality his fault in the first place.

Roxas knew he was childish, but in a sense he felt good to have someone he could blame Axel's death on.

Yes, if it hadn't been for Sora, Axel wouldn't have had to use all his power. Axel wouldn't known who Roxas was, and so maybe he wouldn't sacrifice himself.

Roxas could feel guilt well up in him. Sora wasn't the one to blame, it was himself. If he hadn't been so selfish and left the organization to fuse back with Sora, he and Axel might have been somewhere else. A place where they didn't need to think about the organization, or the heartless.

He could feel Sora's tears mix with his own as both Sora and Roxas watched Axel fade.

Fade back to oblivion.


There it is. If anyone got any tips on how i can improve anything I would appreciate it if you told me. =D