A/N: Uhhh… ((wears helmet and chain mail)) I know you people want to beat me up into a bloody pulp now since I haven't been updating like I promised before. My apologies, dear viewers… You might already have gotten tired of hearing the same reasons over and over again – school, school and more school.

I do hope you'll still support this fic. ((bows at your feet))

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"We've come to take you back."

The hooded figure declared the moment Axel and Roxas looked at the strangers' direction. Despite how noisy the rain was or how misty the surroundings were, everything he heard or he saw was vivid for Axel

"What are you talking about?" The red-head inquired as he pulled the younger male to him and hid him behind his back. Something was not right, the red-head felt. It was as if that danger was lingering around, ready to pounce at them at anytime. The reason why, he thought of two possibilities:

The strangers were either shameless prankster making a scene (and disrupting him and Roxas in their "moment") or they were the ones Axel thought they were – Angels retrieving the expelled seraph.

The red-head would definitely want the first possibility. It was just too soon for Roxas to leave him. Too soon to depart and not knowing whether the blonde seraph could go back to him again.

Could he return? What if he couldn't?

Then again, was Axel allowed to love him, an angel?

Just the thought of it made the red-head's heart crumbled slowly and painfully. Roxas was everything he could ask for. Why would the gods take him away now of all times?

The thundered roared instantaneously above the gray clouds and lighted up every nook and space around. It was fast and immediate but enough to reveal the appearances of the two strangers.

"Demyx…? Zexion…?" Roxas somewhat choked out in disbelief, finally recognizing the two strangers. "They're… taking me back… for real."

"What did you say?" Axel whispered back. Roxas glanced at him with a worried expression.

"They're high-class angel soldiers according to rumors… I heard that no one couldn't and mustn't disobey them or else…"

Out of the blue, with a disturbing cheerful voice and creepy smile, Demyx replied, "We're here to take E – Class angel Roxas, who beat up the crap of our senior, back to Heaven! We were assigned especially by the Superior Xemnas to retrie—" Before he could continue babbling, Zexion hit him hard and solid –which appeared very painful to anyone who could witness– on the head.

"Demyx! You just told a dead-giveaway! We were told to be discreet!" The shorter figure yelled angrily.

The taller one pouted and winced in pain as he rubbed his bruised head. "But… but… He asked…"

"Quiet and let me do the talking!"

"Fine. Sheesh. You're really not getting any taller with that anger, I tell you."

"Any more of that and you'll find yourself in Hell!"

Axel and Roxas exchanged surprised glances. What were they talking about again? High-class angel soldiers? The red-head face-faulted and looked back at the two bickering seraphs disapprovingly. "What nut-cases…"

"Excuse me?" The bickering stopped and both seraphs stared at the red-head with expressionless eyes. "Who are you again?" –this time, it was Zexion who spoke– "I believe we don't have any business with you so go away. Roxas, come here."

Once more, the thunder rumbled loudly and deafeningly above their heads. It was unusual close to the area but none of the two parties paid any heed.

Should I? I need to face this punishment once and for all. Namine and the others are probably waiting for me, let alone worried about me. If I face this problem now, the sooner I'll be free… Roxas glanced at Axel with heartfelt expression and whispered, "I'm going back…"

This is for you that I'm doing this… I don't want to bring you trouble like I did before… I love you but I don't want to hurt you…

The blonde angel was about to take one step away from Axel but he was stopped by a tug on his arm. The older male held the angel's arm firmly and spoke slowly, "You… can't…"

Roxas looked at him with both expressions surprised and understanding.

"…not when I can do something about it!" Axel averted his gaze and looked at Demyx and Zexion with unwavering determination. If it would mean fighting the two soldiers just to save Roxas, then so be it.

"Look at that! I think he's initiating battle!" Demyx chirped exuberantly. Zexion just sighed at the statement.

"This was not supposed to happen, dammit. We were asked to retrieve and RETRIEVE only… not to fight humans too." The shorter angel groaned; his one hand rubbed the aching temples of his. He looked a head, between his fingers, and saw this red-head looking back at him. Those green emerald eyes really could pierce and sting anyone. Might as well finish this while it's early.

In one swift, Zexion disappeared in a blink of an eye and reappeared behind Axel.

Roxas gasped. Axel tried to evade by sprinting forward but failed. The angel was just too fast for him.

The shorter seraph raised one hand and murmured, "I'm sorry for this…" He then smacked, without any hold-backs, the human's nape which sent thousands of paralyzing volts to course inside Axel's body. Immediately, Axel dropped on the wet floor, numbed and dazed.

His mind was still functioning but his body died out in an instant. He couldn't even speak or blink.

Gradually, Axel's mind blanked out. Everything faded to black. The sounds of the rain, the thunders' reverberating and the misty scenery seemed to be far away now. All that he could hear, over and over again, was Roxas' voice yelling and crackling:

"Axel! Axel! Please, wake up! Don't die on me!"

Then all was lost.

"Ahh, you have returned, I see…" Xemnas, together with the other S – classes, smiled at Roxas. The youngest seraph, in return, glared at them icily. "Oh, why that expression? Aren't you glad you're home?"

"Whatever." Roxas spoke with anger and walked ahead. Home? Are you kidding me? He was about to exit the Hall when one of the higher angels commented:

"He's the one to be put into trial? My, he's young to experience the court."

It was what that made blonde stopped on his track and looked behind. He saw everyone was sneering at him. Trial? Court? What were they talking about?

Xemnas spoke, amidst the crowd and said to his fellow classes, "Ah, yes. Roxas will be put into trial for committing a very grave crime." All who were present in that hall went "oooh…"

"Do you know what crime is that, everyone?" It was as if the people inside where in a classroom, being questioned by the teacher. It was repulsive to the E – class angel.

Roxas felt both shocked and sick at the same time. He wanted nothing more than to abscond right there and then but something prevented him from leaving. His foot just glued themselves on the concrete ground.


"It's the crime Angelic Sin." Xemnas declared nonchalantly. Everyone gasped in shock.

"Angelic Sin cannot be forgiven… It just cannot." One told in disbelief.

"It's the most sinful sin an angel could commit." The other said. They all looked at the young blonde angel with antipathy and revulsion.

The superior, without looking at Roxas, ordered, "Guards, take him away to the dungeon. After this day, the court will begin."

A/N: Ok, so the ending wasn't probably one of my bests but I tried really hard to have it hang-y. Err… Review?

You may as well throw any hard objects at me 'cuz I've procrastinated too much. ((gets bricked, panned, cellphoned, booked))