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Dark Underworld
Chapter 14
Wedding
Roxas was unable to sleep all night. He was trashing in his room. For the rest of the evening, all he did was watch the inhabitants of the Underworld preparing their grand wedding. He got lost in himself most of the time when he was watching and merely thinking of all that would happen afterwards, all that would happen the morning after—which would be occurring soon. And he hadn't had any sleep. He was sleepy and extremely tired and exhausted, but he couldn't sleep.
Chatting with Demyx had helped him escaped from reality for a short while. He was actually happy, chatting about light problems and humors that he had experienced when he, Axel, and Demyx were in the human world. How they would spend their peaceful time together…the happiness they experienced then, was one that Roxas knew wouldn't happen again for the rest of his short life.
Demyx was always cheerful and carefree, just like what he remembered. Being with Demyx was always so heart-warming. He just wished that Axel would be there when he was with Demyx…then at least, it would feel more real to him…more that…his burden would be all forgotten and taken away… even in a single millisecond. That would be enough for him.
Axel was missing for the whole evening. By the time the angel got to see the King, Axel was heavily injured, bleeding severely. He was worried. He wanted to run to the King and asked what had happened, but the King's servant was preventing him from getting close to the redhead. He went everywhere to gather information, but found nothing. It seemed that the King had told the inhabitants of the Underworld to keep the information to themselves. Roxas felt left out. It was as if…no… he was left out. Everyone knew about what happened except him. He didn't doubt that even Demyx knew because Demyx was allowed inside a room where Axel was supposed to get his treatment. It was not only that Larxene prevented him from going in, but also that there was some kind of barrier that was formed to keep anything or anyone outside—no doubt created by Zexion.
And so, the angel was rolling around on his big dark blue covered bed. He was given a separate room. Larxene explained that the Queen-to-be and the King weren't allowed to see each other until the wedding took hold. Roxas released a soft sigh. He wanted to see Axel. He wanted to know how the redhead was doing. He was worried beyond all reasons. Axel was wounded and in pain and he wasn't there to help…or rather… he was incapable of helping. He couldn't help with anything anyway; that must be the whole reason why he wasn't allowed inside the treatment room. And now, he had managed to get himself frustrated over such small problem.
He couldn't sleep…no matter how drained he was…no matter how much his brain was protesting.
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At the other side of the castle, slept the King. Axel wasn't exactly sleeping. It seemed that the God of the Underworld had trouble closing his eyes. There was a small sincere smile that graced his face.
He heaved a sigh when he noticed how badly injured he was. Raising his hands, he managed to catch a small glimpse of its shadows from the small flicker of light that was present in the room. "Can't be killed, huh?" he muttered to himself, using the same hand to cover his face and placed in on his chin. Heaving another sigh, he closed his eyes. He looked to the side, seemingly thinking and forming a plan, thinking of something he could do to achieve what he wanted. But currently, nothing came across his mind. He couldn't think of anything with the severe headache that he was having and the pain from the injury that was assaulting him. Of course, it was nothing, but it surely affected his concentration and focus.
Without any kind of difficulties, he was able to get up from where he was lying. Slowly stretching his legs and arms, he got up, balancing himself on the ground. With a single flick of hand, the barrier that Zexion placed in the area diminished. He grinned. And then, he summoned a portal, leading to the place where the angel should be sleeping.
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Roxas jolted up when he sensed a familiar presence in his room. He grumbled—just when he was about to go into his slumber, the King decided to infiltrate his humble abode. He pretended to be asleep, hoping that Axel wouldn't notice, yet at the same time wondering if the redhead would be as harsh as to wake him up. In addition, he didn't feel like talking to Axel—the same person who was hiding something from him. He was allowed to be selfish once in a while, right?
Axel slowly walked towards where the angel was lying. He sat down at the edge of the bed, watching Roxas carefully. "You're not sleeping." He muttered out bluntly, releasing a small chuckle.
Roxas stuck his tongue out, still with his eyes shut close and rolled around, facing away from the King.
"What, you're not worried about me?" Axel asked cockily.
"Well, you don't want me to worry about you." Roxas retaliated, still not facing the King, hiding his face in the pillow.
"And I thought the bride should be asleep by now and look pretty for the wedding in the morning."
"Yeah, I should. So, go away." Roxas answered ignorantly. "I don't care about what happened to you. You can just go get yourself killed and I still don't care."
"Really? Alright, as you wish, my Queen." Axel answered seriously, his voice deep and low.
"What?!" Roxas shot up. "No! Are you…" Roxas paused instantly when he saw that familiar smirk in the dark.
"See, you care." The King laughed.
"No, I'm not!" Roxas frowned, immediately facing away.
"Why the childish behavior?"
"What?" Roxas pouted. "I'm allowed to behave as I want."
"You are."
Silence.
"Are…you okay?" Roxas finally asked, his head hung low.
"What do you think?"
"You're injured badly, what do you think? Just what were you doing?"
"I was out to kill something, got bored." Axel gave the simplest explanation.
Roxas glared. "Nice."
Axel chukled.
"So…are you okay?" Roxas asked again, his cerulean eyes blinking.
"I'll be okay in the morning." The King answered casually. He stepped forward and moved closer to the blond, closing their distance, kneeling and pulling the angel into a hug.
Roxas blushed. "We're not…supposed to meet right now… you know."
"Larxene and her rules."
Roxas laughed, stroking the King's hair affectionately. "You should have your hair cut." He spoke out the most random thought he could think of.
"You'd rather I be bald?" Axel countered, snuggling his face into the blond's neck.
"A bald King…" Roxas thought, tilting his head to the side to give Axel better access. "would be… a good laugh." He laughed.
Axel laughed together with the blond.
"It's tomorrow."
"I know, surprise me."
"You're in a lot of surprise." Axel answered.
"I have a feeling." Roxas smiled, speaking softly. "…I…" he paused, taking in a deep breath. "love you."
"You know how I feel, angel." Axel buried his face in the blond's hair, inhaling the scent.
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The next morning…
There was a huge ruckus in the Underworld's castle. With words floating about, it was not a surprise that the human world and Celestia already knew about the big event. But of course, none of the inhabitants from Celestia attended the wedding. Demyx was the only human that went to the Underworld and attended the wedding. Every last one of the beings in the Underworld celebrated and participated in the wedding ceremony and event. It was a good morning, even though everything always looked the same in the Underworld, whether it was morning or night. It was always dark and all the lighting came from torches and burning flames of lava from outside.
Roxas was sitting in awe, mouth agape, eyes narrowed. He contemplated on whether to hide himself for the rest of the day in somewhere that no one could find him or just…go through with the whole process with what Axel and Larxene or Marluxia wanted to do with him.
"I hate to say this, but flower bath is necessary." Marluxia commented, watching as Larxene combed Roxas' hair.
Larxene broke into a fit of giggle. "Yeah, right, Marly. You love flowers, admit it."
Marluxia smiled and answered calmly. "I never denied it."
Larxene's face straightened, she had hoped for the leader of the Grim Reapers to retaliate and quarrel with him. Roxas was sitting in front of his bedroom mirror, watching himself being dressed up by the leader of the Lilims.
Zexion was sitting on the bed, calmly reading his book, his face never showed any emotions.
"I'm back!!" the door sprung open suddenly and Demyx came in with a bucket full of cosmetics.
"Ooo, nice, Demyx! You got all the cosmetics we would need for our Queen here."
Roxas was honestly…quite surprised with everyone's sudden change of attitude. They didn't seem at all…like the inhabitants of the Underworld that people feared, not at all. In fact, it felt like they were equally the same—creations with emotions and kindness. Roxas didn't sense any hostility at all. Who would have thought that the people who could kill others without a single blink of eye would be… so involved and happy about he and Axel's wedding?
"I don't need any cosmetics." Roxas spoke.
"But, Roxas! I've gone through all the trouble of gathering them from those healers!" Demyx complained, remembering back how the healers looked. The healers of the Underworld were women in green, hairs of glimmering black, specialized in combining herbs and materials together. They were also the most beautiful creatures with perfectly shaped body known in the Underworld—though no being spoke about them because they worked in the deep part of the Underworld that no one knew about.
"Ooo, how did it go?" Marluxia rose an eyebrow, seemingly interested with Demyx's story.
"They're scary!!! I mean, seriously! I've had enough of their big… breasts and their smiles!" Demyx exclaimed, fear and horror painted his face.
"I bet you love it when your face dug deep into their breasts." Zexion spoke casually, shifting his attention from his book to look at the Mohawk blond's expression.
"They… you what?" Roxas questioned innocently.
Demyx blushed crimson, all his blood went up to his face. "I did not like it!" he shouted.
"Yeah, right." Zexion answered, going back to reading his book.
"Looks like someone's jealous…" Larxene whistled, smirking. She earned double sets of glares from the cloak schemer and the only human in the room. She pretended innocent and went back to take care of the Queen.
"Ow! That hurts!" Roxas yelped when Larxene forcefully combed his hair.
"Ugh, how long has it been since you washed yourself?"
Roxas seemed to be thinking for a while. "I forgot?" he answered blankly.
"Right…" Larxene then shoved Roxas to Marluxia. "Flower bath it is."
"What?! No!" Roxas protested, about to run away but was grabbed by Marluxia on the waist, he was soon carried to the royal bathroom. There were screaming and protesting involved.
Larxene giggled.
"I wonder if Roxas is going to be alright?" Demyx inquired silently.
"Who's with the King?" Larxene chirped, ignoring Demyx's question completely.
The Mohawk blond shrugged. "I'll go check."
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Demyx skipped along the hallway that led to the King's chamber. It had been a long while since he talked to Axel. He hadn't got a chance to talk to him ever since he arrived in the Underworld. He slowly opened the door to Axel's room, peeking inside cautiously, making sure that there will be no harm coming to him—like Axel hurling fire at him or anything—since Axel used to do that when they were in the human world. It had become common to him.
Looking inside, he saw the King and he grinned widely.
"Hey, Dem." Axel spoke, seemingly trying to tie his unruly hair.
"Axel!" the Mohawk blond exclaimed. "You look…so cool!!!" he spoke happily, tackling and glomping the redhead.
"Dem, calm down."
"Oh, Roxas is going to love you so much!"
"He already loves me." Axel countered.
"No, I mean! Look at you!!! This crimson cape, this outfit! It's perfect! Who pick this?"
"Believe it or not… Vexen's the one that designed it."
"That…crazy scientist?"
"Yeah, seems like he got more into him than just science." Axel smirked, noticing the surprised look on Demyx's face.
Demyx stood in front of Axel, checking the King out. "Look at how much my baby has grown!!" he said, about to burst into tears.
Axel merely shook his head and grinned. Demyx would always be Demyx, emotional, cheerful, and ignorant, but always thoughtful when need be.
"I remember when you were knee-high and see how tall you are now!!!"
"Yeah…" Axel answered dryly.
Demyx laughed. "But, you sure have changed." He smiled. "Ever since you took over as the King." He released a contented sigh.
"…"
"I mean, you're not so high-tempered anymore and I've heard a lot about you from Zexion and Roxas…you've changed."
"You never change."
"Everybody change, Axel."
"Eventually…"
"You need some help?" Demyx inquired.
"You can definitely help me with my hair."
"I thought you never cared about that."
"Roxas told me that I need it cut, so I want to at least make it look neat."
"Ah. No matter how much you've changed, you still have this same soft spot for Roxas, huh?" Demyx teased.
"Shut up, mortal."
Demyx grinned some more. "But, I'm immortal."
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"What is…" Roxas narrowed his eyes. After the slightly 'unpleasant' bath,—being watched by the leader of the Grim Reaper while taking a bath wasn't exactly pleasant—he was faced with more surprises. Roxas could smell the scents of roses emanating from his body, it was really quite a comforting smell, yet at the same time, he couldn't help but felt like he was being treated like a girl which was supposedly not good. "How.. do you…"
"Oh, we went hunting, my Queen." Larxene answered happily, bowing her head to Roxas.
"Those are real?"
"Of course." Marluxia answered.
Roxas' breathe hitched. All that for a wedding?
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The time was near. The bell was ringing and every being in the Underworld gathered together in the Chamber room, the place where the wedding would take hold. Everybody was busy chatting and gossiping, wondering what the Queen looked like and what would happen to the Underworld after the wedding. Some were calm, trusting the King's decision. Some were as ignorant as ever. However, every being attended the ceremony.
Roxas was uneasy. He shifted his weight back and forth, left and right. His breathe was caught in his throat. He really wanted to just go and find some place to hide, but he knew he shouldn't. He gnawed on his bottom lips uneasily. There was such a heavy burden on his chest.
Vaguely, he shifted his attention, wondering what Axel would think of him…looking like that. He smiled. Knowing Axel, he knew that the King would be happy seeing him in that.
The bell rang for a last time and the throne room went silent.
The God of the Underworld was sitting calmly, laid on the cushion of his crimson colored throne. His emerald eyes shone in the well-lighted area. The blood colored curtains was blown by the wind, dancing softly in a rhythm. There was such an intense silence that even the wind's motion could be heard.
And then, there was another bell.
Every being's attention was immediately shifted to the other side of the room.
Nothing happened for a while.
Larxene was gathered amongst the crowds, floating in the air, smiling, proud of her work, who was about to show up soon. Marluxia was standing nearby, his back against the pillar, holding a glass wine, and drinking the purple colored liquid calmly. Vexen, the mad scientist, who grumbled earlier at being forced to leave his underground lab was also in the room, watching His Highness, not caring what would happen as he went and pulled out a test tube to begin examining his previous experiment.
Zexion was calm, reading his book at the hidden corner of the throne room, not caring about anyone around him. Demyx was excited, grinning brightly all the time.
Roxas took a deep breath.
Every being were waiting for him. He felt nervous…extremely nervous. He couldn't stand the pressure. He wished he could have hidden his face behind some clothes or something.
Finally, taking another deep breath, he came out from where he was hiding, stepping into the throne room, looking at everywhere but at the thousand pairs of eyes that were focused on him. He hated being the center of attention.
And there he was—the soon to be queen. Standing awkwardly, wearing a gorgeous black dress that was made of feathers—lots and lots of black feather, woven into a dress with the silkiest thread that could only be found in the Underworld. The thread came from the death worms that lived only in the Underworld, feeding on dead bodies, producing black-tainted threads. The feathers—were the result of the hard work of Larxene, Vexen, and Marluxia, going around and hunting down angels, even going as far as to the Celestians' territory to hunt the Celestians and took their wings back for Vexen to experiment on. With the mix of the blood from the Black Pegasus and a little tweak from Vexen, the feathers were turned into a dress. There were glows as Roxas was trudging, walking in the throne room, getting closer to the King, who had already stood up, waiting for him.
Roxas' hair was decorated with a pair of horns as hair accessories, further accentuated him as the future Queen of the Underworld. He felt very uncomfortable and his face flushed from embarrassment. He stopped in the way, not looking at the King, feeling hard to breathe as more and more attentions were turned to him.
Axel felt his heart leapt.
Roxas was beautiful.
The King stood there in awe, not moving, only watching with his predatory emerald eyes, admiring the creature in front of him.
Roxas stepped closer until he was right in front of the King. He could feel his heart thumping in his chest.
Axel took Roxas' hands in his, squeezing them affectionately. "You look beautiful," the King leaned in and whispered gently.
Roxas gulped. His breathe caught in his throat again.
"Look at me." Axel whispered, gently using his fingers to raise Roxas' chin so his eyes could meet Roxas' brilliant blue.
Roxas looked away. "Axel…" he whispered.
"You're the most beautiful Queen I've ever seen." Axel smiled.
"The time has come." A healer announced, standing on the ground that held the throne up. The being which took the form of a beautiful woman with purple skin was wearing a black tight dress, wrapping her body perfectly. The Healer was very tall, no doubt even taller than the King.
Axel was unwilling, but he let his eyes off of Roxas. He would have so much time later to stare at his beautiful bride. Roxas turned, eyeing the Healer.
"Thousands of years ago. There was a war, a war that has separated the land and the world, killing hundreds of thousands, sending the Underworld into dismay and chaos." The Healer's voice echoed throughout the area and there was a silence as she paused. "A war in which we all fought together, survived from in order to have a better life, to create a better world with no interference from Celestia. With the guidance and the bravery of our King, we won."
She continued. "In the war. The King has sacrificed a lot more than we could imagine. The King has blessed us with a calm life we have now, standing strong against the human world and Celestia. King Axel watched over us, sacrificing everything in order to give us the life we're enjoying now."
Axel became the center of attention.
"His Highness, King Axel, sacrificed the person he loved in order to defeat Celestia. That person was an angel. And that person is now back in the Underworld—right now standing side by side with our King. Our soon to be Queen has fought side by side with us thousands of years ago, sacrificing himself, standing up against his own kind, giving us the life we have now."
Roxas' eyes widened. How could they…
"The story remained hidden. Nobody but the survivors of the war knew about it and the truth faded away with time. And now, the two are reunited. Soon, they are going to rule over us together and we will take down Celestia."
Roxas' face grimaced.
There was an awkward silence where the inhabitants of the Underworld in the area stared at each other, blinking, asking silently whether what the Healer told them was true or not. Some nodded, some looked confused, and some didn't care.
"Long Live the King. Long Live the Queen!"
The Throne Room was soon filled with cheers.
"And now, we shall begin the Binding Ceremony."
Another healer walked up to the throne, carrying a black colored box. She handed the box over to the other Healer. Roxas watched closely, wondering what was inside the box, still pretty much standing uncomfortably in that dress he was wearing.
As the box was opened, he could see a flash of bright light which was soon swallowed by an intense aura of darkness.
The Healer took out what was inside the box and another healer took the box away. It was a feather…a feather burning with everlasting fire. Its fire was a blend of orange, yellow, red, blue, and black…mixed and blended together, enwrapping the feather eerily.
"Two souls will be bounded as one with this Phoenix's feather that the king acquired, a sign of undying emotion, mixed with the Pegasus' blood that the Queen killed, a symbol of everlasting devotion. The King will present his bride with the gift and the chain and threads between the two beings will be connected."
The room was silent.
Roxas couldn't quite register in what was happening, but he could somehow connect the pieces. So…Axel went missing for the whole day and came back injured because he went to hunt down a Phoenix and acquire its feather for the binding ceremony?... but the King wielded fire and Phoenix was a creature created and reincarnated again and again from fire… that must be why the King suffered such heavy injuries. And the Black Pegasus that he killed… so, Axel was actually tricking him into it? No wonder the King didn't put much action when they were battling the Black Pegasus. Roxas was indeed the one who killed the creature.
The feather was glowing. Roxas could sense the feeling of the intense emotion contained within that single feather, burning eternally… He suddenly felt queasy, his stomach churning and protesting.
Axel stepped forward to take the feather. Then, he stepped back, standing right in front of the blond angel, emerald eyes taking in the delicious sight of the blond.
Roxas gasped when Axel suddenly knelt down on one of his knees, bowing to him. The beings that were gathered in the throne room watched in awe. This was the first wedding that had ever taken place in the Underworld for thousands of years past. To see the King bowing down to his bride was quite a shock to every one of them.
There was yet another silence.
Roxas felt…awkward, but at the same time happy, the intense emotion of happiness overflowing and multiplying deep inside of him. He merely stared, unable to speak or produce anything coherent in his brain.
"This is for you, My Queen." The King spoke, smirking as he raised his head to stare deep into the angel's cerulean eyes.
"I…" Roxas breathed, slowly reaching out to take the feather. "To…bind us together?..." he said uncertainly.
"Two as one." The Healer added.
The angel swallowed, then…as he touched the feather, the burning feather started to glow and dim repeatedly and then, it emitted one final glow as it slowly changed its form. The feather changed into a star shaped ornament, golden colored. Roxas watched the ornament. It was a ring with the star shaped ornament above it.
Axel stood up then, taking the ring, and gently taking Roxas' left hand. Affectionately, he slipped in the ring into Roxas' ring finger.
Roxas was breathless. Not knowing how to react or response in front of the whole inhabitant that lived in the Underworld, he kept an emotionless expression. The ring was in his hand and the binding ceremony had been sealed. So…he was the Queen of the Underworld now?
"Long live the King. Long live to the Queen." The Healer said.
And there were loud cheers ringing across the Underworld.
"They're married." Demyx grinned, shaking his head in disbelieve.
"They are." Zexion commented.
"I still can't believe this." Demyx wiped a single tear off of the corner of his eyes.
Zexion narrowed his eyes. "Don't make such a huge drama out of it." He commented as he walked away to take a glass of purple colored drink.
Demyx blew raspberry.
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"Long live the King. Long live to the Queen."
"Interesting turn of events, Roxas… You'll do as I say, right? My sweet, innocent…Roxas… so breakable and so fragile. My angel…"
The man sat there in darkness, chuckling darkly under his breath, watching the events unfolding before him in the opening in the clouds. There was a tiny bit of light shining to lit the area from the opening.
He smirked again. "My little angel…"
--
After that, Roxas had to sit on the throne with Axel beside him. Apparently, a throne had been prepared for him, albeit smaller, placed beside the King's throne. He sat there all day, as well as Axel. His hands were always place on his lap, muttering something about how short the front of his dress was. His eyes never leaving the sight of the star shaped ring that graced his ring finger.
"A Paopu Fruit, right?" Roxas muttered amidst the crowds and ruckus in the throne room, not glancing at the King. "Sharing the same destiny, under the same sky." He added.
Axel nodded.
"You told that to me once…" Roxas smiled.
Axel chuckled. "Glad you remembered."
"I think my memory is all coming back now."
"Good, don't let it be messed around with again." Axel commented.
"Axel… do you know?" A pause. "Do you know that… the sky is blue…as long as we think it is?"
"Huh?"
"Somehow… the sky… feels…red to me now…and it's disappearing…swallowed slowly by the immense darkness."
"Roxas?"
Roxas grinned. "Sorry. Kidding." He giggled, smiling up to the King.
Axel seized the angel's wrist and pulled the blond flushed to him, tucking the lithe body in between him. He leaned in to kiss the blond, pressing his lips gently, at the same time demanding. Roxas kissed back affectionately, wringing his hand in the King's red locks. They separated a while later.
"Your hair felt a lot neater now."
"Demyx cut away a huge amount of it."
"It's still long." Roxas contemplated. "But I love it. I love you."
"I love you."
And the Paopu Ring once again, glowed.
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"Roxas…Roxas… you know that your destiny is in my hands. If you won't do as I say… I just have to make you do it…my beloved angel…"
--
When the party was finally over, The King and The Queen headed into their chamber. Roxas headed into the chamber first, waiting for the King. He had changed into his usual attire, out of the dress. His face was flushed and he bit his lower lips. He sat on the huge bed that suddenly felt so alien to him even though it had been several times since he spent his time on the bed with the King ever since the first time he came to the Underworld.
He hugged the blanket close and swallowed as soon as he heard the door opened.
"Miss me?" Axel grinned.
"No." Roxas stated bluntly.
Axel chuckled. "So, what color is the sky now?"
"Huh? Oh… I think it's becoming a shade of green and blue now and I think I heard the birds chirping and the clouds white…"
Axel stood closer and pulled the blond into a hug. Roxas smiled, burying his face into the hollow of Axel's neck, breathing in and out calmly there.
"Don't rebel, Roxas. You know I don't like it when you don't listen to me."
Roxas jolted up suddenly, hearing the voice in his head, and he pushed the King away. "I…I'm sorry." He said, clutching the pocket of his pants.
"You look pale." Axel watched intently.
"I'm okay. I guess…" Roxas sat back on the bed. "I'm just…tired."
"It's been a long day." Axel commented. His face was thoughtful. He knew the blond was hiding something. "We should go to bed."
Roxas swallowed. "Is that okay with you?"
"Sure." The King shrugged.
Roxas nodded. "Okay…"
And the angel laid down on the comfort of the bed, hiding his face in the pillow. He heard the King changing, but he was still clutching the pockets of his pants…the poison…the poison that God gave him together with the letter. His mission… to poison the King in the wedding… he… he didn't do as the King said. He took in a deep, shaky breath.
He yelped when suddenly, he felt his body being pulled into a comforting embrace. He could feel the heat radiated from the King's body and he leaned in comfortably, turning around to face the King. He hid his face in the King's chest, breathing in slowly.
"Sleep, My Queen."
Roxas giggled. "It's so funny when you regarded me as the Queen."
The King nuzzled into the blond's golden locks. "Why's that?" he said lazily.
"Because…it makes me feel as if I have superiority over you." Roxas grinned.
Axel chuckled. "Oh, I remember that time you were being dominant, it seemed you were enjoying it immensely."
Roxas blinked, remembering back the time when he was drugged and… "How dare you say that! You drugged me!" he protested.
"Did not. Larxene did it."
"But you agreed to it." Roxas pouted.
"Yeah, yeah. Now sleep." Axel smirked, effectively dismissing the topic.
Roxas grumbled for a bit before he started breathing slowly and went into his land of slumber.
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The room was dark, lighted only by the torch that was burning silently, hanging on the walls of the room. There was silence. The only sound that could be heard was the calm breathes of the Angel and the redhead.
Roxas suddenly shifted, waking up with a blank expression in his face. His eyes shot open…his eyes… dark and brown, lifeless…soulless. The angel sneaked out of the King's embrace, standing up, and there were the noises of the rustles of clothes.
Roxas summoned Oblivion, gripping it tightly in his hands. He hesitated for a bit, staring at the sleeping form of the King. His ring glowed gorgeously in the dark, as if panicking.
And he raised his hand that was holding Oblivion, holding it with both of his hands above his head with the tip of the blade facing down, gripping tightly as if hanging on to his life itself. He aimed for the King's heart…
Without any hesitation…he stabbed Oblivion down to the place he was aiming…
The King's heart…
The Keyblade--would do its job and take away the God of the Underworld's heart.
"My lovely…lovely Angel… You'll obey me, won't you?"
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Okay, I FAIL immensely in describing fashion. PLEASE, do not bug me on what Axel's wearing… Just give it some imagination and dress him us as you like. O_o –killed- No, I mean seriously… the fashion description is exactly what delayed this whole fic for a MONTH. I decided to get the hell with it and just forget about it.. If I don't... this chapter will never be updated at all... So, I'm so sorry. I know it's my job to give you the picture… but it won't come out no matter how much I tried. SORRY!! D : -murdered-
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