He should have known there was something wrong.
Roxas had been giving him these stares. And not the usual "get off me you pedophile" kind, nor the "come hither" kind either. Though Axel was starting to miss the latter…
No, the stares were more or less like the blonde was expecting something. Axel had no idea what though. He had asked Roxas if there was anything wrong, but the blonde simply shook his head and walked away. Every time. And Axel always caught the glossy look in the endless ocean orbs of his smaller lover as he turned away.
What was he missing?
He had gone to everyone he knew Roxas would talk to. Olette said Roxas hadn't talked to her about anything serious going on, and Namine only gave him a sweet smile and told Axel that he should talk to Roxas about their "relationship problems."
Bitch.
They weren't having problems. They were fine.
Until they weren't.
Axel noticed Roxas becoming more and more distant. They barely exchanged a few words anymore, and though Axel tried teasing the blonde to get a snap out of him, Roxas was mostly silent. As days went by, the brilliant blue in his eyes started to fade. The ache in Axel's chest was unbearable when he noticed that. There were many beautiful qualities about Roxas, but it had always been those blue eyes that saw through his tough outer demeanor. The way Roxas looked at him…it made Axel feel normal, yet different at the same time. He didn't have to be a Nobody in those eyes. He could be a someone to Roxas. He wanted to be someone to Roxas, and for a while they had been something. What had changed?
He was going to find out.
One night he sat Roxas down and sat in front of him, green eyes looking into avoiding blue.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Silence.
Axel leaned back, sighing. "Gee, why don't I believe you?" Roxas shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Roxas, you know you can talk to me about anything." "I know." Came the soft response. "So why aren't you?" Tiny shoulders shrugged and Axel groaned. "Fine. Don't talk to me. Just hear me out okay?"
Oh Godamnit. He was hoping it wouldn't come to this, as he pulled out a wooden guitar and positioned it on his lap. He felt annoyed by Roxas's raised eyebrows at the sudden appearance of the instrument. "What-" "Just listen." Axel mumbled, strumming slowly.
In your brown eyes I walked away
In your brown eyes I couldn't stay
In your brown eyes you'll watch her go
Then turn the record on and wonder what went wrong
What went wrong
Every love song in the world couldn't describe what Axel felt for Roxas. It was passion and lust, yearning and need, want and fulfillment, mixed into a pale porcelain body with skin that put silk to shame, blonde hair that made the sun look dull, and those beautiful…beautiful blue eyes.
If everything was everything but everything is over
Everything could be everything if only we were older
I guess it's just a silly song about you
And how I lost you and your brown eyes
He couldn't lose Roxas. Not now, not ever. He needed him. He made Axel come alive. He made Axel a somebody.
In your brown eyes I was feeling low
'Cause they're brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes but I saw her face
I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on, play that song
Those baby blues reflected nothing but truth in them. When Roxas was happy, his eyes sparkled. When Roxas was sad, the sorrow reflected in his eyes. Everyone saw a beautiful face when they saw Roxas. Only Axel saw the beautiful soul through those eyes.
Where everything was everything but everything is over
Everything could be everything if only we were older
I guess it's just a silly song about you
And how I lost you and your brown eyes, brown eyes
Everything was everything but baby, it's the last show
Everything could be everything but it's time to say goodbye, so
Get your last fix and your last hit
Grab your old girl with her new tricks
Honey yeah, it's no surprise that I got lost in your brown eyes
In your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Got some brown eyes, brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes
The song ended, and an awkward silence set in. Roxas had an expression on that Axel couldn't read. That scared him. Roxas was an open book to the red-haired man. What was he thinking?
Finally, after almost five minutes of complete silence, a small smile slid onto the blonde boy's lips, and they parted.
"My eyes are blue, you know."