"Hah..." The sound of flesh smacking flesh.
"Ah..." Hands curling agianst a hollow chest.
"Ungh!" Remnants of lost pleasure.
Nobodies are meant not to feel. To care. Our "hearts" are nothing but cold blackness. We can no longer enjoy the "life" that we have. But the shell that incases our mind still does.
"Rrngh!" Teeth sinking though an empty body...
"Nnn..." Nails ripping through ethereal skin.
"Augh!" A nonexistent person being torn in half.
Simple-minded pleasure. The drive to FEEL something. Remember...what it's like to live. To love. Hoping for a glimmer of light. Hungry for a single memory of raw joy.
"Haa...haa..." Fake emotions from a faux heart.
"Ngh..." Mouths opening in false ecstasy.
"Ahn..." Transparent smiles and meaningless hatred.
We will do whatever we can... To get to that slight glimmer of light. That one memory. Craving but not. Hoping to hope. Wanting to want.
"Axel?"
"Yeah?"
"Can Nobodies love?"
"...Yes, Roxas."
That last memory of happiness.