Prompt:
: You Can't Hate Me :
"I hate you, Xemnas!"
The fourteen year old clenched his fists tightly, teeth gritted in the same fashion. His sapphire eyes shone with anger and frustration at the man who sat before him.
And that man only smirked. "Is that so, Roxas?"
His calm, even tone; the snideness lingering among his words…it frustrated the boy more. How could he act this way? He was clearly unhappy! Disgusted! Annoyed! And yet this man simply sits there with a smirk?!
"Yeah, it is! I'm sick of it, Xemnas! You won't tell me anything at all!" There was nothing Roxas wanted more than to know who he was, and what he could be. But Number I would never tell him. No matter how much he asked and pleaded, the man would never speak a word of it.
And Number XIII had had enough of it.
Xemnas laced his fingers in his lap, and leaned back in his chair slightly. He didn't seem fazed at all at how this boy was acting. And it was this exact nonchalance that angered Roxas the most.
The boy growled inwardly. "I HATE you!"
"You cannot hate me."
Roxas was both shocked and infuriated. How dare this man tell him what he can and cannot do!
"I can!" He retorted, "And I will if you don't tell me what I want to know!"
Xemnas only chuckled, before replying smoothly, "You are a Nobody, Roxas. A Nothing. You mean nothing. You are nothing."
"…nothing?" There was hurt in his voice.
"So go ahead and say what you will, XIII. It matters not."
Another smirk.
"You can't hate me."
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Hmmm…once again, another drabble where is sounded better in my head. But it's okay, I guess…
This drabble-prompt is based off of a little scene I have in my head of when Roxas was asking all these questions about who he was, and Xemnas wouldn't answer any of them. Poor Roxas…