A/N: I actually wrote this up a long time ago, and for some reason, it was just sitting on my computer. Probably a good idea, I edited this one last time before I felt it was ready to go. Alas, more angsty romance. This time it's a vague Axel/Sora/Roxas tripling. Short? Yes. Simple? Maybe, emotions were always such a silly thing.

Un Deux Trois

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Un.

Another sleepless night…

I can still feel the press of your kisses on my chest.

Even though your saliva has long since dried, even though you have long since gone, and even though your memory has long been buried, the feel of you still exists.

I guess I can't forget you after all.

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Deux.

The sandman visits everyone. Sora is sleeping now, eyes closed, chest heaving up, and now down, even breaths.

Roxas is inside you too.

Axel bends in,

You two do look alike.

But…

Why is it that you can't remember me?

"…Where are you really, Roxas?"

Give him back.

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Trois.

Sora wakes up to a whisper long since silenced, but he thinks he can still smell the hint of smoke in the air.

He wonders if it was just a dream, but touching his wet cheek, he doesn't remember crying.

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Just breathe, and count: one, two, and three.