Roxas was flying….or…. were…was this a car? There was a car. He thought…and red….fire? He struggled against something for a moment before falling back, lost. His arms wouldn't listen….his eyes….but..he was flying…
Axel gazed over at the blonde, who was…. So fucking gone. The red head couldn't believe anyone had ever gotten as drunk as the kid was now….then again Axel had been planning to do the exact same thing. He turned back to looking at the road, clutching the wheel tightly. Driving still wasn't his favorite thing to do. Especially during the summer…it just reminded him. For some reason…they always seemed to target the cars….or at least the drivers.
Shuddering off that particular morbid train of thought, Axel pulled up to the small apartment he lived in. He really had to get a better job. He turned back to the small teen in his passenger seat. He threw his car in park and jerked out the keys. Pausing for just a moment to consider if maybe… it would be bad to take advantage of the blonde. The red head pushed the thought out of his mind. The blonde was in a bar drinking. He was old enough to understand how these things went.
Axel reached over, unclicking the kids seat belt.
"Come on. Let's go." He said gruffly, opening his door and ducking out. ….The kid didn't move. With a heavy sigh, Axel moved to the side and rapped irritably on the others door. "Yo! Zombie, let's go!" He growled and opened the door, raising his eyebrow as the kid flopped down, held into the car by his seat belt. "Oh Jesus Christ!"
Axel reached over the blonde, fingers fumbling to find the seatbelt release. He caught the kid as he slumped out of his seat. "Fuck kid. Get a little more fucked up why don't you?" He propped the blonde and helped him walk up to the apartment. "Easy there Kiddo" He reassured with an eye roll as the blonde stumbled into him up the stairs. Fuck. This kid was almost too fucking messed up. Axel pulled his keys out and slipped them into the door, pushing it open. He pulled the blonde over the threshold and kicked off his shoes, sighing when the blonde just leaned against the door frame.
"Fuck Kid. You just need someone to watch over you every fucking second don't ya?" he growled, leaning down to pull off the blonde's shoes. "A fucking zombie" he muttered throwing the blonde up over his shoulder. It would be easier than just letting the kid stumble around behind him. At least Blondie wasn't spewing. Axel shouldered his way into his bedroom, throwing the stranger down on his bed. "Sorry it's a mess." He grunted, not really caring besides it was not like the blonde was even reacting. Axel pulled off his shirt roughly, throwing it on the floor and letting it join the other dirty shirts, guitar picks, and empty lighters scattered around the floor.
"Shirt off" He commanded dryly, reminding himself that it was okay, the kid had gone to the bar of his own free will, and drank too much and if Axel took advantage of that it didn't make him a bad person. He growled, muttering to himself. Fuck. If he was just a /tiny/ bit drunker he wouldn't even have been having this /guilt/ right now. He ran his hand through his hair and ignored that feeling. Stupid…useless. Guilt didn't change anything. He felt guilty about Xion. She was still dead. Nothing changed. He turned back to the blonde with a sigh. The boy was lying there staring dreamily at his ceiling, not moving. Axel shook his head and moved over to Blondie, tugging off his shirt. His fingers brushed the others nipple and suddenly the blonde let out a loud groan , arching off the bed and face filling with color.
Axel pulled back, a little bit surprised but the blonde was panting, those eye's trying to see what had touched him, what was happening. Axel gazed down at him and cupped the kids face, leaning down to kiss him. Blondie responded nicely, groaning into it, and Axel could sense more than feel the hands on his back, scrambling for purchase. The kid was hard under him and Axel was on his way but… Something wasn't right.
The kid was feeling it too much. He was arching and moaning and writhingunder Axel, and hey Axel was good but he wasn't fucking this good. The blonde couldn't be /that/ into it and he wasn't even looking at Axel. The red head frowned and turned the other's head towards him. The boy's eyes…. /those/ eyes were blown and wide, dilated to near black.
Someone had fucking drugged him.
Axel cursed loudly, pulling himself away and staggering towards the bathroom, pausing only to pound his fist into the wall. The night was not supposed to go this fucking way. He wanted to get drunk, send a comrade off the only way he knew fucking how and now he was stuck with his hands full of a drugged blonde stranger. He didn't fucking want this! He growled under his breath to himself as his hand turned the rusted knob on the sink, splashing the cold water on his face, trying to /think/. His fingers curled into the towel he used to roughly dry his skin as if they would tear it to pieces.
Fuck. He wanted to burn something. He wanted to grab his lighter, coax out the flame and choose to change something, control such a wild thing. His hands clenched tighter around the ragged towel. He needed /control/ and fire…..he took a long shuddering breath. Someone was over, , he couldn't just burn something as big as he needed to inside his apartment anyway. A car maybe…He shook his head. Couldn't control any explosion. He turned and walked back into the room, pausing only to fill up a small cup with water. The kid was going to need it tomorrow.
He padded barefoot back into the bedroom, sliding the glass onto the small nightstand he had near his bed. Axel's eyes narrowed as he looked at the blonde sprawled over his bed. Axel sighed, just because the other was drugged didn't mean he got the whole bed….He sighed again and slid in between the sheets, turning the blonde on his side. Was drugs like drinking too much? Was blondie going to puke? Well, his bed had been through worse. Axel lay there stiffly, unable to relax and sleep around the stranger. And without being able to sleep, laying there in the dark….his mind wandered to things he wished to stay away from.
He was moaning because something felt good and it was all over his body and then it was gone, he was floating…no feeling everything the airmoving over him and he felt it inside of him and then someone was kissing him and their tongues were flicking over his skin and he was sweating and moaning and he wasn't sure where he was. The sensations died and he lay their floating alone with these feeling.
As he floated things fell into place and drifted away again. Brains don't work like this he thought at one second, and the next he had forgotten what a brain even was. Rain was falling on him. It fell for hours, until it became tears. The fire….no the man….no the fire…. In a moment of clarity when things made sense Roxas tried to move, but he didn't have a body. He saw his mom and his friends and smiled. "The people you love" his brain told him and his mouth moved along, because what /was/ a brain "become ghosts inside of you and that keeps them alive." That was nice. Here safe with him. He slept. Or maybe he had been dreaming the whole time.
He wanted to scream, lying there caught in his nightmares. He sat up, hands tugging at the hair on his temples roughly, trying to pry it away from his skin so he wouldn't have to see everything again. Over and over and overin his head! He growled, the sound tearing his throat and turned to glare at the blonde, who's eyes were closed. Axel wanted to cry, why did the /blonde/ get to sleep peacefully. He didn't have to carry this /weight/ with him. Axel moved, shifted to look down over the kid. Even drugged, and eyes twitching under the lids…Blondie was resting easier than Axel.
That's when the tears started. Three tears. Each one fell on the blondes face and Axel growled whipping himself away and fuming. He was a solider. Tough, masculine. He never fucking cried. Self-loathing surrounded him. How could he cry for himself, but not fallen Xion? He was…..disgusting. A raspy, thin voice broke the silence.
""The…. people you…. Love…" Axel whirled towards the blonde, staring at him in shock. So much time passed Axel was about to dismiss it as his tired brain causing him to hallucinate but the voice started again. "become ghosts inside of you and that keeps them alive."
Axel just stared. He stayed that way for hours, until dawn crept in from under the curtain. Then he lay down and for once his thoughts were not on what had happened but those words.
Could you be immortal in someone else's memory?