Anti-Form Sora: Hey all you guys out there!!! I'm back and I'm currently going to be trying to write something different. I found this chapter on my computer that I typed up god knows how long ago, and I decided I wanted to finish it. Thanks to Billie the fourth sage for being my beta reader. Hope you guys enjoy! Those who review get a cookie.
The rough seas churned beneath the boat as a redheaded male searched the foamy waters for his fallen love. He called out his name several times before finally spotting the blonde haired head bobbing along the waves about a quarter mile away from the boat.
"Roxas!" Axel called out, hoisting himself onto the boat railing. Almost instantaneously, hands grabbed at his shirt and pants, trying to keep him on board. He shook them off, his eyes focusing on the spot where the blonde hair kept disappearing. He couldn't stand on the boat any longer as his love – his life was drifting out into open waters where he could drown or be eaten by sharks. He dreaded the latter because he would never get the remains back. Diving off of the deck into the choppy waters, Axel, fiery red hair and all, was visible as he swam out to where he last saw the blonde head.
Axel swam and swam, but it seemed as if he couldn't get to his love. Diving under the water to further his search, he noticed the white of Roxas' jacket sinking lower and lower into the dark depths. Breaking surface, he took a deep breath and pushed himself back under the water, following the last hope that he could save the one that meant everything to him.
Within the instant of submerging himself, he felt someone grab him around the waist and pull him up towards the surface. Breaking the water, Axel instinctively fought against the hands, yelling, "No! Let me go! I have to go save him!" He had managed to slip from the hands and swam a few feet before a hand clasped around his ankle, pulling him back to restraining arms.
"Calm down! Come on, I can't hold you within the safety limit if you keep thrashing about!" a voice reasoned, gripping his hands around Axel's broad chest.
"No! You don't understand! I have to save him! I have to save Roxas!" Axel screamed, still thrashing out, his eyes shut tight.
"Open your eyes! Please, Axel, look around." The voice was soft, almost pleading with him. So he did, paying attention to the murmur that he had mentally trained himself to listen to and obey. He opened his eyes and what he saw shocked him. There was no storm. There was no boat. There was no little patch of blonde anywhere to be seen. The sky was a perfect shade of blue, and the water was crystal clear. The arms loosened their grip before disappearing all together. Axel's eyes scanned the area frantically, looking for some sort of sign of the boat or the storm. There was none to be found. All there was was a nice sized island with palm trees, boats, and a good sized beach.
"I lost him…" he sighed. "I've… lost him." Axel lowered his head, letting his body fall into the warm tropical waters. The one who had saved him swam around to his front, gently lifting his chin. Blinking away the tears, he saw clear blue eyes and a slight swirl of hair. He was up to his nose in water. The boy started blowing bubbles in the water in a childish manner, as if to get Axel's attention. Nobody did that to Axel, nobody but…
"Roxas…" The redhead dared to whisper his name. The vision nodded and smiled, standing up in the water.
"Hey, Axel."