The boy looked up at Axel and smiled. Surprisingly, the older Nobody didn't scowl in return. Instead, he just pulled the boy to his feet. He lead Roxas to the middle of the Sandlot, summoning his weapons. He waited for the other, but soon noticed that he did nothing. "Hey. Summon your weapons," he told the blonde.

The other just stood there. "Umm… What are my weapons?" he finally asked, breaking the silence. What? He didn't know what his weapons were? How was that even possible? Maybe Axel was right; the boy didn't know how to fight.

With a sigh, Axel dismissed his weapons, crossing his arms afterwards. "Look, kid. You have to have a weapon. Xaldin has six lances, Vexen has a shield, Zexion has a big ass book, and so on. It'll just come to you," he replied, slightly ticked off. He couldn't believe that the boy couldn't summon weapons or even know what weapons he had.

Roxas glanced side to side then returned his gaze to Axel. "How do I do that?" He seemed a little timid now. That meant that he was slightly frightened by the pyro, right? But how did he not know how to summon weapons? God, this boy confused Axel.

"Look, kid, it's easy. Just look deep inside yourself and it'll just come to ya. It isn't rocket science," Axel replied, a harsh tone to his voice. He was becoming very irritated just by looking at the boy, but now he was about to snap. Usually the pyro couldn't hold in his anger, which he obtained easily, his element being fire.

Roxas hesitated. Axel could see it. He could feel it. Then he held out his hand and a black Keyblade appeared. He examined the weapon, surprised. "What is this thing?" he questioned. It was clear that the other had never seen this type of weapon before.

"Hm. A Keyblade bearer, eh? You must be his Nobody," Axel said. He watched as the other gave him a confused look. He decided it was best to keep quiet, but why should it? It wasn't like Xemnas would find out. "Sora. The Keyblade bearer. He was turned into a Heartless some time ago. It seems that you have his weapon as well. The Keyblade," he replied.

"Number VIII, that is information you must not reveal," announced a voice.

Axel cringed and turned around to face Xemnas. "Yes, Superior, but can I ask why?" he questioned. He didn't know exactly why he couldn't tell the boy who his Somebody was. It was pretty easy to find out, seeing how they got their names from creating an anagram from their Somebody's name and adding an 'X' somewhere in there.

Xemnas didn't budge. "It is unimportant and he must not know his true self. I fear that we will lose a member if we tell him the truth. We must take him to Namine immediately," he replied. He strode up to Roxas. "Come, Number XIII. I would like you to meet a dear friend."

Roxas looked up at the other. "What about my training?" he questioned.

"We will train later. But for now, why not rest? Number VIII does tend to get a little… rough on his trainees," Xemnas replied. He opened a corridor of darkness and led the boy through. Axel could only stand and watch.

Well, there went his chance to get rid of the boy. But why did Xemnas protect him? That wasn't like Xemnas to do something like that. Usually he would let Axel finish off the members he thought were weak. He had always done that. That was why the Organization only had twelve members before Roxas came along. It was because of Xaldin and Axel.

Axel walked through a portal he had created himself and looked out across the horizon from the bell tower. He then sat down on the edge, just staring at the sea in the distance. Maybe someday he would go there. A slight breeze picked up, toying with Axel's hair. At least he got what he wanted. To be alone. But now the boy would have his memories erased. How far back, he did not know, but he knew he would soon find out.

The answer came clear a few hours later as Axel opened the fridge door. He had become particularly hungry after a long swim on the beach. His hair was still plastered to his neck, soaking wet with the salty water. He sat cross-legged on the floor, just staring into the fridge.

"Hey, Axel," said a voice behind him. Axel cringed, knowing exactly who it was. He didn't turn around, now knowing that the blonde still remembered him. He had hoped that all his memory of himself would be erased from the boy so he wouldn't have to see him again.

"What do you want?" Axel grumbled. He opened a drawer and pulled out a Granny Smith apple. Those were his favorite, for they had a sour taste. He stood up, closing the door with his foot as he made his way to the sink. He washed the apple with warm water as he waited for a reply. He was able to dry it and take a bite before the boy finally spoke.

"I dunno. I just wanted to see you. Besides, I was thinking about getting some sea-salt ice-cream for myself," the boy replied with a smile. Or what Axel guessed was a smile, for he wasn't turned towards him.

Axel knew now that only the part where he had told Roxas about his Somebody had been erased, but not everything else. He took another bite out of the apple. "Whatever… Just get out of my sight," he grumbled. The next words he heard made him fall silent. "Why do you hate me so much?" Why did he hate the boy? He couldn't find that out, either. He wanted desperately to know why he 'hated' the other. Or was this really hate? Did he really like the boy, but wanted to mask it over with hatred? If he truly hated the boy, wouldn't he have killed him already? Just what was this? What was the boy doing to him?

The pyro swallowed the piece he had just taken and turned around to speak to the boy, opening his mouth. He then closed it again, realizing that the boy wasn't there. He then had the thought that he had hurt the boy somehow and almost felt… bad for it. Maybe the boy had portalled off, for he could portal a few blocks away. The redhead frowned and threw the apple away, no longer feeling hungry.