Fall to Darkness

Axel clenched his fist as his blonde boyfriend walked away. A tear streaked his face as he gritted his teeth, unable to think of something to say soon enough.

'I have to make him stay!'

Axel couldn't bear to watch this man leave again. Roxas and he had been on and off for years- Roxas leaving Axel on a whim as he saw fit, Axel always heartbroken and begging for Roxas to return. Axel loved him with his whole heart- he pushed aside his friends and family for Roxas; they told him the blonde was no good and Axel would keep getting hurt, and Axel would always defend the blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy who stole his heart, despite how many times Roxas lied, cheated, or took advantage of him.

'He's just not ready to settle down!' Axel would insist, and he believed it. 'It doesn't matter- he always comes back to me,' he told them, and he thought it was true. In their relationship, Roxas would do as he pleases and Axel would support him regardless of the cost. Every time Roxas would leave, and when he returned he'd say it was the last time. Axel knew Roxas would come back... But this time might really be the last time he leaves- Roxas was leaving to be with one of his other lovers, insisting this one was the one he would marry, and that he'd already proposed. The other person had accepted so long as Roxas left everyone else he was with.

'I just want to be with someone who has money and power- and this one just happen to be a very powerful politician. I don't really love this one- but I can't stay with you. You just aren't good enough,' Roxas had said. Then he started to leave, and Axel had followed him to the sidewalk.

'This is the last time, Axel- next time you'll see me, it'll be on TV beside one of the most powerful people in the nation,' Roxas had told him. 'Goodbye, Axel.' Then he left, leaving Axel to stand there and watch the love of his life- his light- walk away. It had been raining, so whatever tears would be washed away in the morning. He had to find a way to bring Roxas back. And he was going to succeed- Roxas would have to stay.

Roxas walked away, hands in his pockets. He was excited- his spouse, a wealthy politician- a good catch. Sure, Axel was a sweet, loving guy, but he didn't have what it took to keep up. Roxas was into the wild side of life- he wanted to go out every night and get hammered, come home, and have the living daylights fucked out of him. Axel was fairly submissive, and when he would step up to take charge he was too gentle for Roxas's taste- Roxas's fiancé promised Roxas a wild life with all the benefits of wealth and power in exchange for giving up the extra lovers- how could Roxas not accept?!

He looked out from under his umbrella- he should've worn his raincoat. But it would've made it harder on Axel, since Axel had bought him the coat- it might keep Axel hopeful Roxas would return. But this time, Roxas was not going to. He was giving up his redheaded sweetheart for a better cause. Roxas decided he would take a shortcut home- the rain was coming down and soaking his new name-brand jeans, and Roxas didn't want wet pants or soggy shoes.

He turned into an alleyway, walking down where the rain was slowed by clotheslines and billboards overhead.

Not too far away, he admired a silver glint in his hand...

Roxas walked farther, crossing streets that were practically empty until he reached the building which was the back half of his apartment building. He decided he would use the door in the alley to get in rather than walking the extra distance to the front.

He waited in the shadows...

Roxas reached into his pocket and fumbled through the ring for his key. He located it and was about to stuff it into the lock when someone called out.

"Y... You can't..." the voice said desperately. "I... Can't let you go... Not this time..."

BANG!

Roxas stood there, in shock at the sound of a gun before looking at his chest, a dark stain spreading on his dark green shirt. His eyes widened as a single bit of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the tall figure aiming the weapon at him, pale face barely showing from under his hood. He moved his mouth in an attempt to speak but crumpled, crimson spreading in the water under his lifeless body. The figure rushed forward, horrified.

"Roxas!" he called. "N-no... What have I done?!" he screamed. His heart pounded in his chest. 'I can't leave him- if I get caught, I'm in trouble, and if I get away with it, what do I have left?' he thought frantically. He had just snuffed out his light- he had fallen to the darkness and killed the only person he could ever love. Tears streaking his face, he put the gun in his mouth, the silver glinting in the faint light from the street.

'Dont worry... I'm coming...'

BANG!

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(note: I know, its horrible- but I needed to let it out of my head, because this demented stuff really eats at me... please review and let me know if theres something youd like to see here)