Flower of Mine

A/N: And now the conclusion to Flower of Mine.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts else there'd be tons of yaoi. Enough said. I also went to www . iflorist . com / en / act / meaning / (without the spaces) for the meanings of the flowers I chose for this two shot.

Spider Flower

Zexion's eyes fluttered open. This sight was so familiar – stark white walls bathed in the orange glow of the famous everlasting Twilight Town sunset. But why was he here? He could've sworn on all things holy that he was indeed dead.

He tried to push himself up into a sitting position – bad mistake. He collapsed on his arm; it was the one he had carved. Deciding not to try that again he glanced around the room. It was almost exactly the same as the last time, even the sounds of the heart monitor were the same. The only thing it was missing –

No, scratch that, please. A man was sitting beside his bed, awkwardly bent over. His head rest on the bed beside Zexion's good arm. It was him. Was he in heaven?

"Axel?" Zexion whispered hoarsely.

Carefully Zexion raised the hand that lay beside the god's face and laid it upon the man's cheek. His skin was unnaturally warm to the touch, a normal thing for the odd red head, and as 

soft as ever. The man unconsciously nuzzled into the hand. He stirred, his unnatural green eyes fluttered open. As if on instinct, Zexion pulled his hand back in hopes that Axel had not noticed.

Axel's sleep hazed eyes turned unseeingly on Zexion as he nearly whimpered at the sudden loss of contact. Suddenly, as if now aware, Axel sat up abruptly, toppling over his chair. Axel fell to the floor with the chair. This time using his good arm, Zexion lifted himself into a sitting position.

"Axel, are you okay?" he questioned. Axel looked up at him and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about me. Are you okay?" it was the same voice that Zexion had been craving to hear for the last year. Axel got off the floor and pulled the chair back up.

"Of course I am –"

"No you aren't, that was a stupid question," Axel cut him off.

"Why did you come back?" Zexion couldn't help himself, he had to know why. Surely if Axel had known his feelings and left for that reason he would not come back? Axel took a seat in his chair once more and laid a hand on Zexion's cheek just as Zexion had done earlier. Zexion tried to fight back the blush that threatened to take over his face and hoped the light would keep Axel from noticing.

"I had to come back. I couldn't stand being without you any longer," he replied sincerely. Axel lifted Zexion's face, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"I thought I was the reason you left," Zexion stated after a few long moments. He tried to keep his voice from wavering. The person of his affections looked at him in surprise.



"I – you – what?" Perhaps it was too early for the man to think and speak coherently. It took a minute for him to regain his composure.

"No, I didn't leave because of you! What made you think that?" his voice raised almost hysterically.

"But, the flowers – I had thought you…" Zexion replied to the other man just as confused as Axel had been beforehand. It was then that Axel realized what was going on. He leaned towards Zexion's face and gently brushed his lips over the other's.

"How could I be so stupid?" he whispered mostly to himself. Instead of replying with a snarky comment, as was wont to do, Zexion leaned in and kissed the only one he had ever loved gently and lovingly on the lips. Axel returned the kiss equally as lovingly. After what seemed like hours, though they would've been the best hours in either's eyes, they broke apart for air.

They gazed into the other's eyes and saw all they had ever wanted. It was understood without the words one usually requires. Their lips met again just as gently as previously at first. Axel tangled his hand in the soft periwinkle hair that he had longed to touch. He parted his mouth slightly and gently caressed his lover's lips with his tongue.

Zexion moaned at the contact and Axel took his opportunity. He slid his tongue into the other's mouth. Zexion moaned again and buried his hands in Axel's red spikes. Their tongues intertwined and slid against each other. Neither of the two battled for dominance, instead enjoying the feeling of the other. With great reluctance they parted for the bodily need of air.

Axel closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Zexion's own. Zexion's eyes closed too. Both were silent, content with listening to the other's breathing. Their faces were serene; both had what they had always needed – the other.

"I love you," Zexion whispered just loud enough the other could hear it.



"I love you too," Axel replied just as quietly.

Axel lifted his head from Zexion's and leaned down to pick something up off the floor. Zexion's eyes opened in curiosity at the loss of contact. Axel held a bouquet of white flowers that vaguely resembled some kind of spider.

"These are for you," Axel said grinning mischievously.

"They're beautiful," Zexion commented as he gazed at the beautiful flowers in awe.

"They're called the spider flower."

"Oh really, are they now?" Zexion questioned. "Do they have some special meaning as well?" Axel leaned in close to Zexion and brushed his lips on his ear.

"Elope with me."

A/N: And that's that! So how did you like it? I'd appreciate it if you'd review!