{[ Author's Note ] This is a rather old story, but I like it a lot. It was based on a picture that was inspired by a friend. The picture has unfortunately gone on haiatus, lol. I hope you like the story. Please enjoy. }
{[ Disclaimer ] I do not own the rights to Kingdom Hearts, the characters Roxas, Axel, or any other character mentioned in this story. I do not make a profit off of this story in that way. }
"What is going on?" He whispered to himself. His breath hitched when he saw Axel's incandescently green eyes flutter open slowly. Axel's beautiful eyes scanned the bed where he had been lying and when he noticed that no one was there, he sat up. Soon, Axel's gaze found him, standing stupidly in the doorway to the bedroom.
"Roxas? Are you alright?" Axel asked, palpable worry in his voice. As he sat up, Roxas couldn't help but let his eyes wander Axel's body. The pale blue sheet slipped over his body, resting on his hip as he propped himself up on his elbow. What the Hell am I doing? What is wrong with me?! Roxas shouted at himself as he tore his eyes away from the body of his best friend. A worried look passed over Axel's face as Roxas fought a silent inner battle with himself.
"Roxas? What's wrong? Are you okay?" He called becoming more and more concerned about him. Roxas brought himself to look at the man calling him. Long, thin strands of fire-red hair, un-spiked, framed his handsome, matured face and hung delicately in front of his anxiety-filled eyes. Roxas' gaze fell lower, scanning the slightly tan skin smooth, taut, over toned muscles. Roxas closed his eyes tightly, clamping his hands over his ears, shaking his head, trying to drown out thoughts that scared him. He stumbled backwards until he felt a tight grip on his arm, holding him, stopping him from falling.
Roxas opened his slowly and uncovered his ears as he looked into the red-head's frantic eyes. Roxas could tell that Axel was scared. Roxas, too, had a glimpse of fear tangled in his eyes. Axel embraced Roxas tightly, despite the fact the he was writhing and trying to escape the touch.
"Axel! What are you doing? Let go of me!" Roxas demanded, trying to force Axel's arms apart.
"Roxas…. What's wrong?" Axel asked cautiously. He was starting to become even more worried.
"I don't know what's going on! I don't know what happened at the club last night. I don't remember coming here I don't remember undressing myself. I don't remember anything!" Suddenly, as if his words were like poison, sapping the life from the victim, Axel's arms fell limp by his sides. Roxas only maintained eye contact for a second, long enough to see tears lining his best friend's emerald-green eyes before Axel turned away from him and collapsed face-first onto the bed. Axel buried his face in the sheets, trying to deny the reality sitting right in front of him. He didn't want to believe that Roxas had not remembered anything. He tried to trick himself into thinking that it was all a horrible dream. He felt the warm skin of Roxas' palm on his painfully cold shoulder.
"Axel… Tell me what happened last night." Axel didn't respond. "Axel! Answer me!" Still silence. Leaning closer to the red-head, the blonde heard sobbing, faint but distinct. An unmistakable sound. He placed his hands on his best friends shoulders and slowly turned him over. Roxas saw the tears on his friend's face, and even though he was scared, he wanted to comfort his friend. "Axel…?" Roxas propped Axel's wilted body against his, placing his hand on the opposite shoulder. Axel's body recoiled at the touch. His whole body was trembling from his sobs.
He felt like his heart was shattering, a glass heart under too much pressure.
"Axel? Look at me. Are you okay?" His best friend begged, but he couldn't bring himself to. He didn't want to look in to those clear blue eyes, get lost in their depths and drown in them as he had before. Roxas begged him again and he complied, unwillingly. Axel gathered up all the courage he could muster and pressed his lips to Roxas in what he knew in his heart to be their final kiss. A glimmer of hope flared in his porcelain heart when he felt Roxas deepen the kiss instead of pushing him away.