Whats up everyone? just Peachie Bunni giving you the basics. This is my first story on and i'm bascally treading the water to get a feel of it and everything else. was a stalker vor a very long time, but then i decided all my hyperactive ideas should be posted somewhere where people may enjoy them. so here it goes!
Disclaimer: I, in no way/shape/form, own Kingdom Hearts. TT
Kingdom Hearts II - Prelude of Roxas
Chapter One – Love of Fire
I've been having these weird dreams lately.
…Weird…
…Real or not…
Like is any of this for real, or not?
Roxas walks down the road to school, no bus for him. He lives sort of close to the school, but not far enough away to ride the bus, he believes it to be bunch of crap. As the road starts to decline he walks a little faster drifting into a thick fog bank. Roxas thoughts roam as he strolls through the fog. He begins to think that this fog was intentionally made so he can't see because of its thickness.
He laughs and shakes his head, moving his blonde hair slightly. However, Roxas can only see about 6 or so feet in front of his feet, so he starts to worry he might get lost. He hears one of the buses, that go further away from the school, come down the hill so he gets as far as he can off the road without being in the weeds and trash next to him.
It zooms past, making the fog drift in swirls around Roxas. He hears merry laughter and music emanating from the bus as it goes on its way. Roxas growls because he knows that the people are nice and warm on the bus while he's stuck basically walking in water.
It is far enough away that he can barely see their taillight, that's when he hears something new, silence. He figures that he should still be able to hear a little noise still emanating from the bus. As he thinks about this he slows to a stop. Roxas strain's to see the bus. To his surprise it has come to a stop.
"What's going on?" Roxas mutters. The silence continues until the bus starts to glow sickening white. He raises his hand in front of his eyes to shield the light then he hears…BBLLAAMMMMMMHHHHHH!
The ground rumbles under Roxas' feet and the ferocity of the explosion makes his legs collapse, sending me to the ground. Roxas lowers his hand and along the strip of road he's on, it's horribly mangled. Asphalt ripped and thrown apart, metal and fire engulf the air, but everything is frozen.
No screams, no shrieks, nothing. He glances up and tilting his neck to see a slab of concrete feet above his head but motionless as time. Roxas hastily thrashes backwards, away from the slab. About a hundred or so feet away from him, 12 black and purple ovals seem to grow out of the ground, and a person steps out from each orb.
Roxas seems to become paralyzed when the foremost figure laughs maliciously. The fog clears enough to see the other side of the road. 12 black-cloaked figures with hoods over their heads come into full view now. Roxas' mind is telling him to run as far away as possible but his body is frozen with fear.
The man who laughed before begins to laugh again, and does so for quite a bit. A girl, Roxas can tell because the pitch of her voice, steps forward then interrupts the man's laughter by speaking.
"Xemnas," she speaks with the slightest hint of agitation, "Are you quite finished? We need to find Number XIII." The man draws his breath and he raises his arms up to his hood and lowers it. Silver hair flows out and when he opens his eyes they flash a bright gold. His skin is tanned well.
"I know," Xemnas calmly says. His voice is deep and stirs something inside of Roxas, a mixture of fear and awe. There are a few moments of silence. The girl now throws her arm in front of her and protests.
"Well where are they?"
Xemnas raises his arm and points towards Roxas. He begins to quake with fear and can feel all the black covered people stare at him. Xemnas begins walking slowly over to Roxas. Roxas frightfully watches him slowly creep and slink over, and puts his head down in dread. Though he stops some mere feet away from Roxas, he can feel Xemnas looking at him with those gold eyes.
Roxas slightly peers up at the man and Xemnas reaches his hand out to touch him but his hand is stopped by something unseen. He puts a placid look on his face and tries it again, but the same thing happens. Xemnas continues to look at Roxas and he calls, "Demyx?"
"Yes-yes sir?" A cloaked figure named Demyx replies, stumbling slightly by being called by their leader.
"He does not remember or believe we are real," Xemnas says soullessly, "Remind him what it is like to be a Nobody."
"But Xemnas-" Demyx objects but is cut off by Xemnas.
"You will do what you are told without question," Xemnas points a finger at Demyx, threatening him. Demyx falters again before he starts forward. Xemnas turns his back on Roxas and walks back to the group.
Demyx raises his left arm towards the sky. Water droplets and then bigger drops gather and form a medium sized orb above his palm. He thrusts his hand into the orb and suddenly brandishes a strangely shaped sitar out of it. Demyx then gets a strange look on his face. Roxas is still on the ground and makes no effort to move because he is still afraid and can't move.
Demyx again steps forward and staggers out from his mouth, "He picked the wrong guy for this one." He begins to play a harmonic tune and 8 faint shimmers grow around him, or at least 8. The shimmers become liquefied and faintly resemble Demyx's figure. Each of them is holding a watery sitar and they really look quite harmless.
Demyx closes his eyes for a moment then opens them again, but he has a stone set look on his face. He suddenly yells, "Dance water, dance!" The water figures begin to crowd around Roxas, enclosing him into a circle. Roxas stays sat on the ground waiting for something to happen.
Each of them then lifts their water sitar in the air above their 'heads' like an axe. Roxas draws in a breath sharply and each slashes down towards his body. He crouches into a fetal position and waits for those things to make contact.
Roxas feels a pattering of water splashing on and around him. Hesitantly he opens his eyes and lowers his arms. He glances at his hands and becomes quiet. The group Xemnas walked back to murmurs wildly. Demyx's mouth drops.
The only person who isn't surprised is Roxas. He is holding two weapons that seem to be at home when in his hands. The one in his left hand is white and friendly looking but the one in his right is jet black, very sharp with edges protruding everywhere except the handle.
"Two!" Demyx squeals like a girl. He shifts a foot backwards but trips over the hem of his cloak and falls to the ground, never taking his eyes off Roxas in alarm.
"The Oblivion and The Oathkeeper," Someone mutters loudly enough for everyone to hear them, "Quite suitable weapons for such a person."
"Right," Roxas begins to smile wickedly. Soon he finds the strength to stand up and stare vividly at Demyx. He is still trying to do his best and get away from him by pushing himself backwards with his hands.
"Demyx," Roxas coos softly to him. He stops his scrambling a moment to listen. "Poor little Demyx, look how he runs from me. But don't worry Demyx," Roxas sweetly says before turning his voice into the most vicious one he can manage, "It won't hurt much!"
"Please!" Demyx begs him, moving slightly faster away from Roxas. "You… you don't want to hurt me!"
"But Demyx," Roxas says nicely again and shakes his head in disagreement, "You already said that they sent the wrong guy." Roxas hears everyone in the group either giggle or chuckle. Tilting his head to the left and staring at them he says, "All of you will get yours too, don't worry."
Roxas looks back at Demyx and smirks. Demyx gulps. Roxas puts one foot forward and darkly says, "This is it." He lunges his body forward, arms straight back dragging the Keyblades along the ground sending sparks into the air. His feet push off the ground and he becomes airborne.
Demyx lets out a shriek, which makes Roxas smirk. His feet land first and he nearly pierces the Keyblades through his chest when he completely halts in all motion. Demyx gasps and scrambles away from Roxas. Demyx says, "Thanks Luxord."
After a moment Roxas feels his body come back into motion, his Keyblades slam into the ground and become stuck. His temper boils and he yells to the fleeing back of Demyx, "You're just a big baby, you idiot! Can't handle the heat?"
"NO WAY IN HECK!" Demyx shrieks to him, trying to hide behind the other members of the Organization.
"Then stay out of the FRIGGEN' kitchen!" Roxas shrieks back. With all his strength he yanks the Keyblades from the concrete/pavement. Xemnas steps from the group and begins clapping and laughing. "What's so friggen' funny! Huh?" Roxas rages at him.
"You still have much to remember, but you have your old attitude back," Xemnas says chuckling. ((Hard to imagine him chuckling)) He continues stepping towards Roxas with a fire blazing in his eyes. He grips the Keyblades tighter and draws backwards slightly.
"What are you talking about," Roxas asks him when he is standing right in front of him. Roxas tilts his head up and Xemnas tilts his down until we're staring directly at each other. He places both his middle fingers on top of Roxas' temples and closes his eyes. Roxas can feel his energy draining from his body but he also feels it being replaced with something stronger, more dangerous then before.
His body begins shivering compulsively then he begins to scream loudly and high-pitched. Blinding pain wipes his senses. Gradually the pain begins to recede. When it gets to no more than a stinging sensation Xemnas removes his fingers and all the pain is gone. Roxas drops down to his knees in weakness, slumps his head forward, and let tears stream silently down his face. Xemnas begins speaking to his head,
"You know Demyx. You know me. You know everyone else too." Xemnas raises his arm towards the group and Roxas vainly lifts his head back up. Every person in the group begins to lower their hoods. Roxas faintly remembers them, and then Roxas sees a red headed man. He has small black upside-down triangles under each eye. He stares at his face quizzically trying to remember something about him. He grins wildly as Roxas stares at him.
"Larxene!" Xemnas barks out. The girl who had interrupted him earlier takes a few steps forwards. She has blonde hair with two small pieces sticking behind her head like feathers. Her dark blue eyes stand out from her pale white face.
"Yes Xemnas?" Larxene asks in a cold tone looking very forwardly at him.
"Get him a coat and that will be all for now," Xemnas orders her. Larxene steps into an orb that appears right beside her and disappears for a moment or so before she steps back out carrying a black cloak that everyone else is wearing and the orb shrinks into nothingness. She approaches Xemnas and Roxas. Larxene offers the coat to Roxas that he tiredly grabs and pulls it into his lap.
After a moment or so she lets out an agitated sigh and yanks it from Roxas' hands. Larxene gives both his arms a tap with her hand, motioning for him to raise them. Unwillingly Roxas obeys and she quickly slips the coat over his head and arms, and then takes a step backwards to look Roxas over. She lets out a noise of approval and opens a black portal. Larxene disappears quickly leaving the rest of them to their own devices.
Xemnas, who has until now been looking at Roxas, speaks aloud to everyone, "I'm taking him to see Naminé. Perhaps," he pauses, "she can help clear a path for our fellow nobody. The rest of you can leave now."
Nearly everyone does leave right then except for one person. The man with the reddish hair takes a step forward. "Yes Axel?" Xemnas asks in a droned voice.
"Should he really go to her?" Axel asks Xemnas, with a slight tone of concern lining his voice.
"Yes," Xemnas simply answers him.
Axel changes his gaze to Roxas and stares into his ocean blue eyes with his brilliant green ones. He asks Roxas in no more than a whisper, "Do you know your name?" Roxas drops his gaze and turns his head away. Then he rackets through his mind for a name, his name.
Flashback-
Roxas watches like a movie himself and Axel messing around with each other. When Roxas trips Axel making him fall he yells, "Roxas!"
"You got a problem with me?" Roxas asks him smartly then crosses his arms over his chest. Suddenly Roxas tickles his stomach and Axel laughs while trying to escape. Roxas stops tickling him and leans over from laughter. Axel takes advantage of this moment to grab his ankles and pull him down. Axel then shoves Roxas' hood over his head making him blind and laugh harder, making his chest hurt.
"Roxas." He whispers seductively into Roxas' hood-covered ear. He feels Axels' breath through his hood.
"Yeah?" Roxas chuckles out, recovering from the laughing. Axel pulls his hood off and his face appears inches away from his face. Axel is almost lying on his stomach and has hands and knees propping him inches above Roxas' body. Roxas can smell Axels' fire-like scent washing over him, making him feel warm and comfortable.
"How do I make you feel?" Axel murmurs to his face. Roxas lies there with a stunned look on his face. He can almost hear Axels' heart beat. Axel stays sitting above his chest, looking at his face.
"Nobodies can't feel Axel, you know that."
He narrows his eyes and tells him, "That's a lie. I swear I can feel things that we supposedly shouldn't. You know it too because weren't we just laughing and having fun a moment ago? Happiness is a feeling. We felt it. So how do I make you feel?"
Roxas thinks about it for a moment. How does Axel make him feel? 'Well,' Roxas thinks to himself, 'If anything would happen to Axel I…I don't know what I'd do. When he's around I feel…complete…' He blushes slightly at the thought. Axel sees Roxas blushing and smiles before he rolls over beside Roxas. "What?" Roxas asks him, realizing Axel is now beside him.
"I knew it," Axel says, flicking his hand up and closing his eyes.
"What?" Roxas asks him again, slightly confused. Axel opens one of his eyes and looks at Roxas.
"You really want to know?" He asks.
"Well, yeah." Roxas replies.
"Come on Roxas," Axel says, rolling his eyes, "I'm not going to tell you with that weak answer. You have to be more aggressive." Roxas sits up stares at the sky a moment before he shrugs his shoulders.
"Fine," he says simply.
"You're joking," Axel amusingly says, "giving up just like-" Roxas doesn't give him the time to finish. With quick speed he rolls on him and pins Axels' arms down and puts his face up so close to Axels' that their noses are almost touching.
"Aggressive huh? I think I can do that." Roxas says with a smirk. Axels' mouth is wide open in shock which makes Roxas let out a laugh. Axel smirks along with Roxas.
"I see you really want to know," Axel playfully accuses Roxas. Roxas frowns at this and looks into Axels' eyes.
"Why shouldn't I?"
"I just didn't think you would care enough, just for me," Axel lowers his voice and drops his gaze with Roxas. Inside Roxas feels hurt and can barely find his voice.
"Axel…" Roxas' voice trails off which causes Axel to look back up. Roxas is crying. His tears roll down his cheeks, falling on Axels' face.
"I knew it was stupid to come here," Roxas whispers out as he wipes his tears off with his arm, "I thought you cared." Axels' heart throbs in silent pain as they become quiet. Roxas starts to get off of Axel before Axel stands and wraps Roxas into his arms. Axel softly runs his hand through Roxas' hair.
"I do care Roxas," Axel says loudly, "I care for you because…well because I…I love you Roxas. I know I can be stubborn and not seem to care or pay attention but that's because I'm afraid for someone to really know me. I don't want them to hurt me and leave. But I feel like I can trust you. I want to trust you. I love you."
Roxas stays still in Axels' arms as he strokes his hair. The tears slowly stop and Roxas wraps his arms around Axels' waist. ((That's all the further he can reach b/c he's so short! Little shorty Roxy! 3)) "I won't hurt you Axel," Roxas looks up at Axel with tears still covering his face and shakes his head, "Nope. Couldn't if I tried. You can trust me because I love you too." They both lock eyes and move their faces closer and closer still.
"Roxas."
"Axel."
End of Flashback
End of Chapter One – Love of Fire
YAY YAY YAY! end of the first chapter went well, i think...i'm not exactly too good on the fluffy stuffy though... not exactly my type of way...i guess...but review if ya feel like it and the next chapter will be out in, well, a week or so... depends on how much crap homework i get in English, bleah...but yeah... hope ya likes my story!
(dances away into the sunset listening to phantom of the opera)