Next... Axel and Roxas. One of (quite) a few opportunities with them, but I went with this scene because it's more recognizable, showing up in KH II as well as Days.

And hey, look! A manageable length!

Said, Heard

"Your mind's made up?"

Roxas paused, looking over his shoulder but not meeting Axel's eyes. "Why did the Keyblade chose me? I have to know."

"You can't turn on the Organization!" Axel shoved himself off the wall, taking a step towards the younger Nobody. He stopped his advance when he saw Roxas narrow his eyes, one hand starting to clench in warning. Still, Axel wasn't going to give up that easily. "You get on their bad side and they'll destroy you!" They'll make me destroy you.

Roxas didn't react. "No one would miss me," he said simply, and started walking away again.

"That not true," Axel said. Roxas just kept walking, either not hearing the soft words or deliberately ignoring them.

Axel was suddenly both depressed and angry at the same time. Xion had run off again. Roxas was leaving. And the Organization would send him, the unofficial dirty-job-taker, after them.

He couldn't stop these two. Wasn't sure he should stop them. There were things at work here he didn't know or understand, all tied up with Sora and his connection with Axel's friends. Seeing Xion with Sora's face had been proof enough of that. Maybe this was for the best.

All Axel knew for sure was that his world was falling apart all over again, and it hurt. Hurt like drifting from Isa hadn't hurt, not until he'd met the Keyblade master in Castle Oblivion. Not until something forgotten in the darkness had found its way back to the light.

Was he going to just give up again? Just go with the flow? It was the easy answer, the one he'd been using for a long, long time because he told himself it didn't really matter when the truth was he just didn't know what else to do...

Long, quick strides soon had him catching up with the boy, grabbing his wrist to stop him. Roxas shot him an impressive scowl, tugging away, but Axel was sick of just letting his friends go. "That's not true," he said again, more firmly this time. "I would."

Something soft flashed across blue eyes before they hardened again. "How could you?" Roxas asked, pulling again to try and free his hand. "No heart, remember?"

"Yeah," Axel said. "I do remember. That's the problem." Roxas's eyebrows twitched together in confusion. "I remember what it was like to have a heart. That's why I know, right now... What I'm feeling is real." Ever since Castle Oblivion, when he'd felt that first stirring of something. And Axel wouldn't, couldn't, deny it anymore.

Roxas finally pulled free and backed away a few steps, out of grabbing reach, but that was it. His glare warned Axel to not try it again. "So what now? Are you gonna drag me back like you did Xion? Or tell me the truth for once?"

Axel grimaced, head lowering. "I..."

The Organization had already admitted Roxas and Xion were considered just means to an end. There was nothing left for them there. Nothing except him, maybe, but Roxas had made it clear he didn't trust Axel anymore, and Xion... Xion was worrying too much about that big picture Roxas couldn't see.

What if we all ran off?

Had that really only been three days ago? It felt like so much longer. What had stopped him then? What was stopping him now? The threat of being hunted down? Lesser Nobodies wouldn't stand a chance against the three of them, and the Organization was stretched too thin for the remaining members to search. Not having anywhere to go? Then they could find somewhere, make a place they belonged. ...Isa?

Isa hadn't been his friend for a long time.

Finally, he shook his head. "No. I'm done taking the icky jobs." He looked behind them, to where the castle floated in the distance. It had never been home, no matter how often he'd called it that. The place he belonged now... His heart told him it was with Roxas and Xion. "The truth isn't pretty, Roxas. But if that's what it takes, I'll tell you. It's a long story, though, so we've got to get out of here before they figure out we're going."

Roxas smiled grimly. "Saïx knows. Might take him a while to tell anyone, though."

Axel blinked, wondering if he should feel upset at Roxas's implication. Or guilty that he didn't. "Let's hurry it up, then. Saïx doesn't stay down long." He held out a hand, opening a dark corridor.

Roxas gave him a skeptical look, but the promise of an explanation at last seemed to have won him over for now. He walked into the corridor, and after one more look to the castle, so did Axel.

Okay, this is the last one I've got finished, so may be a while before the next update here. Got a couple of ideas still and a suggestion (which, by the way, feel free to offer), just haven't gotten them done yet. Hope to have something soon, so see you then!