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Chapter 21(Roxas POV)
Roxas felt Axel's waist slip out of his arm, and he opened his eyes long enough to see that the boy had laid down and left room for the blonde. He wasn't sure that lying down was the best thing for him, he was sure to fall into another deep, troubled slumber. But, if he was with this boy, his partner, his lover, Roxas was sure that nothing bad could happen to either of them. He would make sure of it.
More than anything else in the world, Roxas hated those creatures that dwelled so unwillingly in his mind. They always taunted him with images of the most horrible things ever imagined; torture, death, warped and demented images of people he knew, whom suddenly decided they were on a murdering rampage and out to get the blonde, bloody, gruesome things... He tensed a bit, just thinking about it. He wrapped his arm around Axel's waist again, trying to bring himself back to reality. He couldn't fall asleep, not now that things were so perfect, so unseeingly flawless.
That was when Roxas felt the red-head's body become a bit heavier on his arm, and he knew that the boy had fallen asleep. He opened his eyes and looked wearily over to his partner, noticing how peaceful he looked at the moment. Even if the blonde couldn't see those brilliant eyes, this boy was still just so... elegant. He really looked like he was in the wrong place, he should be dressed in a waistcoat and a ruffled shirt, using an extravagant cane... like he didn't belong in such a dreary, bland world. The blonde thought of how weird they must look together, and he smiled weakly at the thought.
Then - Axel's face changed. It became distorted in what Roxas was sure was pain, physical or emotional, he wasn't sure. The first thing he thought of was the heartless beings in his mind, and how they might be... contagious? Was Axel having the same nightmares as he was? He gripped onto the red-head's waist tighter, willing the hurt to be banished from him. And then the tears came from those tightly shut eyes, carving a river of sorrow down that gorgeous countenance. Roxas didn't understand - what was happening inside the boy's head? He wanted to know, to help him with whatever it was.
Now the blonde was wide awake, scared for Axel. He sat up on his elbow and wiped the tears off of the red-head's cheek, hoping that just a slight touch would calm him. Maybe Roxas was just overreacting... maybe it was nothing, a normal dream. He sighed heavily, hating being so consciously oblivious and needing to know more about this boy and what was going on. The ties on his heart tightened painfully as Axel's arm twitched, like it was being controlled by someone else, like a puppet. "Axel..." He whispered, now genuinely worried. The convulsions got worse, every limb moving sporadically and uncontrollably, and Roxas was horrified by how the red-head was moving. It was like he wasn't here anymore, like his mind was in an alternate dimension, and something else had crept into his mind and taken over his body.
The blonde felt a tear drip from his own eye as he felt so helpless, so powerless against whatever was inside of Axel right now. He hated this feeling. It was how he felt whenever he had witnessed his father beating his mother, how small and stupid he had convinced himself that he was. But now - he was determined to save the only person he cared for right now from this possession. He wrapped both of his arms around the trembling boy, holding him tightly to his chest, willing the convulsions to cease and those bright jade eyes to look upon him again. "Axel... Axel, wake up..." There was a trembling in his voice, and he was too weak to speak any louder. He kept wiping the tears from that pallid face... he couldn't stand to see that contorted expression and those salty drops of fear falling from such perfect eyes. Fuck, it was killing him!
Roxas moved to sit up on his elbow again, his other arm still wrapped around the muscular waist. "Axel... please don't... I hate seeing you like this... It hurts me so badly..." He laid his cheek against Axel's damp cheek, feeling the tensed muscles in his face with a twang of pain. His heart was being suffocated, like something was trying to kill him through Axel's condition. He could think of only one thing to get the frightening twitching to stop. Roxas opened his glossy eyes and looked down at that face he loved so much, and pressed his lips to the red-head's, all of his soul pouring into the boy. Roxas would die for Axel, would willingly give his life to make sure the red-head was never hurt again. He said this with his kiss.
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(Axel POV)
As he stared into those dull eyes, the tears continued to slide down his cheeks, Axel didn't bother to wipe them off as he hoped that they would provide some sort of release. Sadly, nothing would cure the pain that was shooting through his heart at this moment and most likely forever. Wait...what was that? A voice...so far away. The redhead blinked as it drew closer but it sounded muffled as if slowly breaking through some sort of barrier.
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He felt a jolt as lips touched his own and opened his eyes to see bright blue ones filled with worry staring back at him. For a moment, the eyes that were shining with life appeared dull again, as Axel remembered what they looked like only moments ago. His hand reached up to touch the boy's cheek, feeling the warm skin beneath his hand...Oh god. What was happening to him? What was real? This or what he had seen a minute ago?
He felt the tears on his cheeks and just like before, did nothing to stop them as he pulled away with a rasped "Roxas..." and buried his face into the blonde's neck. Inhaling, he smelt Roxas' scent, felt the warmth of his skin, heard the boy's heartbeat beating faster than usual as was his own. The tears falling from his eyes dripped onto the blonde's skin as Axel wrapped his arms around Roxas' waist, pulling him impossibly close. The pain in his heart still refused to leave until he found out whether Roxas was really here or whether it was another illusion cast by the Nobodies to torture his mind further.
Pulling his head away from Roxas' neck, he stared into the boy's blue eyes, silently searching for any sign of a lie. For any sign that the blonde in the front of him wasn't real. He found nothing at all, everything he saw seemed completely sincere, there was no terrifying aura emanating from the boy, letting him know that a Nobody was close. Reaching a hand out to tangle itself in Roxas' golden hair, he felt the body heat emanating off the boy again and gasped out "I thought I lost you..." Right then, he didn't care that the boy didn't understand what he was talking about, all that mattered was that Roxas was here. With him. As it should always be, forever.
Axel leant forward and pressed a soft kiss to Roxas' lips, needing to feel the heat and life that was inside of the blonde. He needed to know that he wasn't dreaming all over again. His lips moved over Roxas', imploring, asking if this was all real, begging for this not to be another lie. He would actually die if this wasn't real, if he found out that Roxas was dead like before, he'd be broken. His mind, body, soul and heart wouldn't exist anymore. After all, nobody can carry on living after not only their heart, but their whole being had been broken.
His other hand moved to press itself against Roxas' chest, dying to feel that beating heart. It was if it would give him more evidence of the blonde being alive and not all just a figment of his imagination. The blonde had been the only one to wake him from his nightmares, nobody else had ever done so before, Axel merely continued sleeping when they tried. He had thought that everything would be fine now that Roxas was here, but obviously the Nobodies were just going to use the blonde against him. Axel had only given them more material to torment him with. Guess sleeping was not an option anymore.
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Roxas felt the trembling hand touch his cheek and saw the panic in those eyes, and it hurt. Axel was too perfect, too nice and kind to be plagued by dreams such that made him worry so. The blonde cursed whatever powers that be for this, for having such vengeance upon those he loved. They gave him the red-head, but now... he wondered if it was for the best. Was it Roxas who made the boy have such dreams? He didn't want to think about it, so he just let a small smile spread on his face, trying desperately to calm his lover.
The boy said his voice, so shaky and inquiring, that a tear fell from Roxas' eye. He hoped he'd never have to see the red-head like this, so hurt and upset, like he himself became whenever he had one of those... visions. He opened his mouth and whispered, as he felt Axel's breath sucking the apprehension out of him, "It's okay... Everything's fine..."He moved his arms to wrap them around Axel's torso, and he shifted his legs as the boy pulled him tight against himself. It felt like a desperate hold, almost as if the red-head thought Roxas was just going to fly away, or be ripped from him. That wouldn't happen. The blonde tightened his hold on his partner, whose warm tears he felt against his own neck, an action that said, 'I'm not going anywhere.'
Then, when the boy pulled away, Roxas saw the alarm and question in his wide-eyed gaze, and he felt another wet trail form on his own cheek. Axel was doubting something... was it that he thought the blonde wasn't really there, or had he dreamt about Roxas doing something horrible to him? All the blonde could do was stare back into those eyes, his look completely sincere and gentle, all his calm pouring into the boy through their golden connection. Then - his question was answered by that heavenly voice he adored so much. He smiled, glad that Axel wasn't going to run away or accuse him of anything. More droplets ran from his bright eyes, and he fell undeniably, happily, into that warm kiss. He showed all his honesty and love for the red-head in that embrace, closing his eyes and causing more tears to fall where they may.
If one would have seen them, Roxas was sure that they'd be blinded by their fear, their love, their passion and the reassurance that the blonde sent through their glowing tendrils. If anyone could see those ties that bound their existences together, they'd know just how powerful their hearts were. Roxas' was being crushed by the strength of their connection, feeling the calm that Axel so desperately needed being sucked from him willingly. If the boy needed anything from him, he would give it. Especially after this.
He felt that trembling hand move to press itself against his chest, where the blonde could feel his own heartbeat and heard it in his ears. Axel was searching for something, needed to know that this thing he had was solid, eternal, and everlasting. Roxas sighed into their gentle yet powerful kiss, moving his own hand to lay over the hand the red-head placed on his chest. Roxas pressed this hand closer to himself, willing Axel to feel how real this was, that he wasn't dreaming anymore.
He broke their kiss and laid his blonde head on that strong shoulder, gripping Axel's hand still, searching for something to say. "Axel... I'm here for you... Don't worry anymore..." And he would be there for him, every time something like this could happen to him, if he could help it. He didn't want to hear that panic in his voice anymore, didn't want to see him so vulnerably questioning his own... and Roxas'... existence. All that mattered was keeping the red-head safe and sound, assuring him, with absolute certainty, that everything was okay. "I love you, Axel... Don't ever forget that, no matter what you see in your dreams. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. Even if we're separated, we'll always be with each other, because... we'll always think of each other. And that's all you need to keep someone alive in your heart." His voice broke with sobs as he spoke, surprised at himself.
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(Axel POV)
Seeing the smile on the beautiful boy's face, Axel immediately knew that this was real. Nothing could ever copy the sincere and honest expression that graced the blonde's features, this caused the redhead to let out a small sigh of relief as he looked at Roxas. Through the blur of his own tears, that were steadily slowing down now that the shock of finding Roxas truly alive had gone, he could see the tears falling from the boy's own eyes.
He sighed softly as the blonde's arms tightened around him, giving him the security that he needed to realise that he wasn't in a dream any longer. He closed his eyes when Roxas began kissing him back, tasting the saltiness of the tears on the boy's lips before running his fingers through the blonde's hair, the silkiness of the strands gently calming him down. Another small feature that was evidence to all this being real. Right now, Axel was still searching, feeling relieved whenever he found something that showed him that everything wasn't a dream anymore. It was just him and Roxas now, like it was meant to be.
He felt the blonde's tears transfer onto his cheek due to their close proximity and raised a hand to cup Roxas' cheek, gently wiping the rest of the tears away with his thumb. Axel was so glad to be alone with the blonde at this moment, if they had still been at Roxas' house, he didn't think he'd be able to take being interrupted by his mother or something in the middle of something so important. He felt all the love and passion that Roxas was slowly channeling through the kiss, slowly reigniting his own so that the flame of love began to burn within Axel again.
He felt the hand move over his and gently press it closer to the blonde's chest and sighed within the kiss. It was almost as if Roxas understood what Axel was going through, as if the boy knew what the redhead needed to see, hear and feel. Those passing thoughts made him wonder whether Roxas did actually know what was happening, whether the blonde knew the sort of dreams that tormented Axel. If so, then the redhead was so lucky to have him, he might have actually found someone who was going through the exact same thing as him...they might even be able to help each other. Fear, that was the only thing that clouded his thoughts when he felt like telling Roxas the dream he had. Would the boy think that he was insane? He had no idea what the blonde would think...he was too unpredictable to be able to guess his reaction.
Feeling the blonde pull away, he opened his eyes when he felt a small weight on his shoulder and looked down at Roxas, feeling the love emanating from the boy. He heard the words that the blonde spoke, immediately feeling a weight lift off of his shoulders. He could always rely on Roxas...for anything. The thought made him smile, whilst he wrapped an arm around the boy's waist, pulling him closer, silently letting him know that the redhead felt the same way. But before he could say anything, the blonde continued, beginning to sob as he carried on talking, confessing how he felt. Axel felt his own body start shaking with sobs that were being held back and rested his chin on the boy's head.
They would always be together...Forever. That was the only thought that flew through Axel's mind when the boy had finished speaking. Damned those creatures if they thought that they could separate the two of them, the connection that they shared was so strong. Actually...not the connection, the love between them was so powerful that it could push back the tyrants of his dreams. The more that he thought over the boy's words, the more he felt that Roxas truly understood what he was going through. "I love you too...and we'll always be together Roxas. Even after death, nothing can keep us apart. Not even them." Axel blinked at the last sentence that surfaced from his lips, and suddenly felt nervous. He hadn't meant to let that last part slip and suddenly felt afraid that if he explained what he had meant by those words, Roxas wouldn't understand. The question was, would Roxas cut it off once he found out that he was dealing with some sort of mental case?
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Roxas was still trying to figure out what had come out of his mouth, exactly. How would he know how to keep someone in his heart? There was never anyone to hold in there, only people to push away from it. Maybe, because he was so used to building walls to push people away, that he was just as skilled at constructing a cage to keep someone in? Axel was, in a way, his experiment. He never believed in true love, with his parents as his sole example to the fact... but that was starting to change. The blonde still didn't trust his own subconscious, for he was afraid that somehow, it had tricked him into this, that it was going to kill him or something ridiculous like that. Y'know, the usual paranoid thoughts. So this red-head that he loved so much was going to be his first try at making something work, at keeping something whole and pure for an extended period of time... a certain amount of time: ...forever.
Roxas leaned into every one of Axel's touched and embraces, still worried that the boy wasn't completely convinced that he was conscious. Axel's voice, the way he spoke - it was so quiet and gentle, yet it hit his heart like a pounding sledgehammer, solidifying his affection for Axel even more that before, more than the blonde thought it could be. For once in his life, he was certain about this, like he told his mother just minutes before. And now, he was twenty times as sure. He felt like this wasn't possible, that the red-head was being so honest and sure with him, with Roxas, the outcast; the introverted, silent, deadly boy whom everyone hated, or at least disliked in even the slightest molecule of an amount. Because everyone hated him, everyone wanted him gone and vanished from their lives, even his own mother, who obviously didn't want him.
In fact, now that he thought about it, if he was never born, her and father might have gotten along better... they'd be out having fun and living their lives, instead of his dad being dead and his mom having to work twenty-four seven. Maybe it was all his fault, perhaps he shouldn't have been born - was he a mistake? Roxas - he knew he had an 'X' in his name for a reason...
More tears fell from his face as he painfully pushed this subject from his mind and turned his attention back to Axel. Those words just registered, and in particular, one word: them. The blonde felt the red-head's body tense slightly and noticed the silence that followed was thicker than usual. He pulled away from the boy and stared into his gorgeous eyes again, which were still glossy with new tears. Their dove was flying in question-mark circles in their faded skies, as Roxas thought of what that word meant.
Did he mean the dream? Well, dreams? Wait - did Axel have such terrifying dreams regularly, like he himself did? And this 'them'... were they like the soulless beings in Roxas' veins, the ones that formerly clogged his heart with hate and dismay? He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "What are you talking about?" His voice was still calm, but with a slightly accusing air to them, that he let slip. He needed to know if this boy, who was already so perfect beyond comparison, was even more flawless by having the same dreams as the blonde. In a way, Roxas would love the fact that they possibly had something else to share, that he would want - and need - to tell someone about these dreams... but he also felt sorry for Axel. He didn't deserve it.
"You don't mean..." Roxas was searching frantically for the words. They were hidden there, in his heart, the questions he wanted to ask, needed to get out, but they were hiding pretty damn good. He struggled for moment, just staring into the jade eyes, thinking, and them he finished. "Are you just like me? Do you have those dreams too? The nightmares? Could you be just that perfect?" He didn't mean to say that last part aloud, fearing that Axel would think him strange and... creepy? Now it was his turn to feel nervous, freezing up and waiting for some kind of answer. The blonde noticed that he had been thinking aloud a lot more than usual lately... He wanted to laugh at himself, but it might be misconstrued as making fun of his love. That would be awful.
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When Roxas pulled away to stare up at Axel, the redhead noticed the way that the boy's eyes widened and how his mouth opened slightly. That was when he heard it, that question that was so accusing and yet defensive. Shit...that was all that went through his mind as Axel stared down at Roxas, what the fuck was he meant to tell the boy? Oh yeah, I get attacked by these things every night in my dreams, but don't worry I try not to sleep so that they don't get me. Smart...that sounded real smart.
He had no idea what to say to Roxas, should he just say nevermind and not talk about it? Or should he tell the blonde the truth? He could hear his heart beating loudly in his chest and wondered if the blonde would be able to hear what was going on within him. Axel was most afraid of what Roxas would do or say, the redhead didn't think he'd be able to take it if the blonde decided to break up with him. Now that he had taken Roxas for his own and confessed his love for him, his heart was fully connected with the blonde's and nothing could break them apart...that is, nothing apart from Roxas. If Roxas wanted to break the connection, there was nothing that Axel could do apart from long for the blonde, that wasn't a very pleasant prospective to think about.
His difficult decision was answered for him when he heard Roxas continue. The more that the blonde spoke, the more the redhead's eyes widened with disbelief. No way...he couldn't be going through the same thing as Axel, that would just be too perfect. He stared into those sapphire eyes, which were now full of pleading desperation and felt his heart flutter again. Did this boy really know what he was going through? Could he ever understand the horrors that Axel saw every night? The redhead couldn't be sure, he opened his mouth, a stuttered question flying through his open lips, he needed to know desperately. "H-How do you know?"
Just like him...that was what Roxas had said, was Roxas really having the same dreams as him? Or something similar at least? All these question were flying through Axel's mind, with no certain purpose or course of direction, they only served to confuse the redhead's mind further. Images of those beings now crept through his mind, as if they were a constant reminder of what he would have, of what he couldn't run away from. He was glad that Roxas was going through the same thing as he was, glad that he could share his problems with the blonde in front of him. Yet...he was also upset. He didn't want Roxas to be going through all of this, Axel wanted to take it off the boy's shoulders, he didn't care that it'd be twice as worse than it was now. As long as Roxas was happy, then he would be too.
He couldn't keep it in any longer and grasped the boy's hand in a tight grip, Axel had to find out everything right now. "Do you have the same dreams? Every night? Do they torment you as they do me?" He realised that he was passing on some of the questions that were floating through his mind, and felt a relieved sensation running through his body, relaxing his muscles slightly. The relief was soon followed by nervousness to what the blonde's reaction might be, his body was going through so many feelings right now. Relaxing first then becoming tense, it almost felt like some sort of seizure, like he had been unconsciously having before. It made sense though, considering he was thinking about the creatures from his dreams, they always had some sort of weird affect on his body so it wasn't as if he had never experienced this before.
That was when he truly wondered whether Roxas was having the same dreams as him. He truly seemed to understand how Axel was feeling when he woke up, seemed to know what the redhead needed to feel better. As if he would have needed the same things himself if he had woken up from a nightmare. Axel nodded to himself slightly, his eyes still on the blonde. Roxas knew, he really did. How else would he know what Axel needed? Also, he had said it just now didn't he? Roxas asked Axel if he was just like the blonde, which means he must know. They could go through this together right? Axel was so unsure as the questions started swirling around his mind again, he didn't know what Roxas would say, but...he was glad that he had found out this one thing about the boy in front of him.
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Axel's first question registered in Roxas' mind, and he suddenly felt rather stupid. It must've been weird, maybe even stupid sounding, to say that out loud. But, it's not like he said, 'Oh, by the way, there are these things that haunt me and make me have horrible nightmares, and I usually wake up feeling like all hope is lost in the world.' He couldn't help but smile at this thought, but then, seeing the look of perplexed wonder that still graced the red-head's face, he banished the slight smile immediately.
But the blonde was right, yes? He hadn't said, 'What are you going on about?', he had acknowledged that Roxas figured it out, at least partially. Did Axel suffer as he did, with those blackened things latching onto his brain and sucking all happiness out of his heart? Did they eat any hopes and dreams he had also? No... the boy seemed like he still had an aspiration or two left, as Roxas had just the one between themselves... Maybe it was just that Axel's dreams hadn't started until a short time ago, while the blonde had them since his father died? He had so many questions, most of them rather dumb-sounding to any normal person, but he wanted them to be answered.
The image of one of the spindly heartless creatures crawled across his mind, leaving a trail of gooey, contagious curiosity about what Roxas and Axel knew exactly. Roxas then heard the red-head's words again, and the creature glared out through the blonde's eyes at the boy. He felt the constant relaxing and tensing of his lover's body, and was reminded of just a second before when he had been shaking with the sporadic movements. Roxas gripped that hand tightly and brought his other arm around to wrap the red-head in a tight hug. He kissed the boy's cheek and felt another, final tear make it's way down his own cheek. Axel understood, didn't he? What the blonde was going through... the dreams and the side effects. The despair, hopelessness, the pain of having to at least look like he still had all of his soul left. But... maybe it was all a misunderstanding, maybe the two of them didn't have the same thing going on, maybe this was all a huge embarrassment on Roxas' part.
He sighed and laid his head on the boys shoulder again, still holding him close. "Promise you won't laugh?" Then he smiled, thinking of how childish that sounded when talking about something so serious. "Nevermind." There was a slight laughing tone in his voice, but he continued, completely serious this time, "I've had them for a long time, these dreams. These... things... trick me into believing they're real, every single time I fall asleep. They're disgusting, heartless things. They live... inside me..." He was having trouble finding the words, as these beings were trying to confuse him with nonsense again. "They hate it when I'm happy, and they destroy every hope and wish I've ever had. Except you."
It was true, the fiends gave him this one thing, let him have Axel, all of Axel, without interfering very much. Why? Was it because they were waiting for Roxas and the red-head to become even closer, then they would be ripped apart at the seams, sent careening into oblivion? Roxas would fight it. He would keep Axel locked up in his heart, whether these heartless things liked it or not. The blonde felt like tearing these creatures from himself, reaching in and dislodging their control, breaking them, making them bleed as much as they made him bleed.
He felt suddenly - scarily - possessive, and tightened his grip on the boy even tighter, daring the fiends to take the red-head from him. "I love you, and they will not take that from me. This one thing, they're not going to take from me, like everything else they took from my heart. I know now, if I fall asleep, that I won't believe what they show me. I'll know I'm awake when you're being so perfect, so... mine." He thought of all the subtle things that told him moment after moment that Axel was really there; his smile, his laugh, the look in his eyes, the love in his voice... Then he wondered if what he said just now was too assuming, too possessive... maybe Axel wouldn't always be this way, maybe his life would turn into his nightmares, and his nightmares into his life? That would be something the heartless demons would do. He reminded himself to look out for it.
He let out a relieved sigh, having gotten that off his chest, and he snuggled into that strong shoulder, his breath ghosting over the skin there. He was almost waiting for the red-head to push him away, to tell him to get out, to exile him. "I love you, Axel." He said it again, reassuring himself about all of this.
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As he felt the blonde's grip on his hand tighten, he smiled at the way Roxas wrapped his arm around the redhead's waist and pulled him closer. Axel immediately relaxed against him and felt his smile grow when the boy pressed those soft lips upon his cheek. Lifting a hand to gently trace his finger over the blonde's jawline, Axel moved to press a kiss against it in return to the blonde. He had definitely calmed down now, thanks to Roxas and leant his head against the blonde's shoulder, being lulled by the soft voice that could only belong to the boy in front of him.
Promise he wouldn't laugh? Were they five or something? Axel grinned to himself, knowing what the blonde meant by asking that, he was feeling embarrassed about it or nervous. Axel would be the kind of person to laugh at something if he found it stupid, so at least the blonde was right in asking him that question. He was about to nod in agreement with the boy when he spoke again, telling him to not worry about it. Still...he silently promised that he wouldn't laugh at Roxas, not after what the blonde had done for him.
Those beings, they sounded so much like his own that Axel couldn't help but jerk his head back up and nearly hit the blonde's chin by accident. He stared at the blonde's bright blue eyes, searching for any signs of falsehood or lies and couldn't find any such thing. So Roxas had them too...Axel had to admit that they hadn't dug into his mind so much that it affected his happiness when he was awake, but he had only started having the dreams recently unlike the blonde who had mentioned having them for a long while. Would that happen to Axel as well? Would they begin to rake their claws through his already battered mind, trying to shatter and tear at the happiness he felt?
He gently stroked the back of the boy's hand with his thumb and replied to Roxas, feeling as if he should know what was happening inside Axel at the very least. "Well...these dreams only started happening to me about a couple of weeks ago. These creatures...Nobodies I call them, have been steadily breaking my mind further whenever I go to sleep. I think they're inside me too, just dormant in the day. I'm not sure if they're watching my every move or not but..." The redhead looked down to stare at their intertwined fingers and sighed softly. "But they seem to have found out that you're a weakness to me."
He didn't want to tell Roxas that the Nobodies were using the boy to terrify and hurt Axel, the blonde might want to stay away or something. Axel wouldn't be able to handle that. He needed Roxas right now, he was the only one who seemed to understand what was going on. Feeling the blonde tighten his grip and pull the redhead closer, he couldn't help but groan at the close proximity between them and rested his forehead against the boy's, looking into his eyes calmly whilst listening to Roxas speak.
The blonde was so perfect, going through all the same things as him and still wanting to be together with Axel. They were similar in so many ways that it was hard to believe that this was all real, but...if you look at it that way, all of this was so outrageous that it had to be the truth. "When we fall asleep, we'll go through this together. We can even help each other in our dreams, because that's how far my love stretches for you, I'll always be with you. Even when you sleep..." That was when he heard those heartfelt words, which made his heart flutter with warmth and delight. His hand tangled into the blonde's hair and started smoothing the locks, feeling the strands between his fingers once more and moved to whisper in Roxas' ear. "I love you too Roxas, nothing will ever change that."
Axel moved again to press his lips against the blonde's own, softly sealing the promise and confession he gave to him. His lips moved over Roxas', gently comforting, searching for unseen answers and also fully enjoying the moment. The blonde was so addictive...Axel just couldn't get enough of him. Perfect. That was all that the redhead thought as he continued kissing Roxas before slowly wrapping an arm around the boy's waist to pull him closer, whilst nuzzling his lips against the blonde's. They'll be alright. That was something that Axel knew for a fact. As long as they had each other.
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(Roxas POV)
A couple of weeks ago? No wonder. Axel hadn't yet been destroyed by the... things. Roxas, on the other hand, had only the red-head now. The beings had used his mother against him too many times, so he just.. stopped caring. He was desensitized, having separated himself from other people to keep his own sanity safe. But - what would this new-found relationship, his love for Axel, do to him? He was terrified of exactly what these heartless fiends would do to convince him of something horrible and entirely possible, something that involved the boy he adored so much. He was sure that they would work their dark magic and trick him again. Roxas always said that he wouldn't believe what they conjured in his subconscious while he was sleeping, but every single time, he fell for it anyways.
Roxas moved to stare into those gorgeous green eyes, and he whispered, "You're lucky." He couldn't stand to look into those orbs, the jade sincerity and openness in them was making the dark hand on his heart grip tighter; he couldn't stand to think about what the demons would do to Axel in the blonde's dreams. He looked down at their hands, moving his other hand to lace his finger's with the red-head's free hand. What he wanted to say sounded so stupid, so weird, that he almost didn't say it. It was too soon to be talking like this, but... he didn't know how much time they had left together. "You're all I've got left. Years... years they've haunted my dreams, taking everything I cared about, one thing at a time, and crushing it into dust with their bare hands." His grip on the boy's hands tightened instinctively, and he continued, "I know how dumb that sounds, but..." He sighed and looked back into Axel's eyes, determined to get his point across. "I've got a bad feeling about... us. Why did they let me have you, let you have me, without trying to destroy this?"
Then, Axel spoke again, and Roxas couldn't help but smile at his offering. God, what he wouldn't give to fall asleep, with the boy in his arms, and have a nice, normal dream. But was this possible? The red-head spoke so surely, that as long as they were together, they would be alright. It felt so good, to have the boy's fingers moving so gently in his hair again, and he felt that physical touch deep within his heart, twirling ribbons of improved understanding between them. If it was possible to get one night's sleep without the heartless things invading his dream, he would work his hardest to make it happen. Then, that kiss, with so much burning love and calm reassurance in it, sent Roxas' world back into a spin, and he kissed Axel back with such affection that he was scaring himself.
They were in this tight embrace for a few moments more, then the blonde broke it off and opened his mouth to say something else. But... He couldn't talk anymore. Something sent sharp spears of warning silence through his throat, and if he tried to get more of what he was thinking out into the thin air surrounding them, he would surely burst into a million pieces with the pressure. So, he just sat there, their bodies still interlaced, and enjoyed the feeling of affection that floated like tiny, insignificant feathers in their atmosphere. He could see stars, like their auras were dancing with reassurance and showing them that everything would be alright.
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