Prompt: Roxas, starlight.
Roxas didn't have a name for it.
If he was completely honest, he wasn't sure why he didn't have a name for it - there had to be something that it was called. But he didn't exactly frequent any places that had a sky like this. In The World That Never Was, the skies were usually empty, except for the one thing that dominated them, which was Kingdom Hearts - and in Twilight Town, it was always eternally afternoon. He didn't think he'd ever stayed there until it had truly gone dark, since the one evening he'd spent there, he and Axel had both left before it was dark.
Whatever was in the sky here, he just... he didn't have a name for it, though it tugged at the edge of his memory, as if there was a strong sense of déjà vú about it, even though he knew he'd never seen anything like it before.
Not with these eyes, at least.
It was like there was a blanket, like someone had covered the black and blue sky with lots of small, white little dots, which shone. Even in the blackness that was night, it was like he was walking in the middle of the day, like they were there to make sure he found his footing on this ruined pathway. If he looked up long enough, it was like he was among them, as there were so many, surrounding him - but they weren't threatening like the Heartless. No matter how long he stared, and stared, they continued to shine, boasting out light into the darkness that threatened to swallow them. They were little specks of hope, but what kind of hope, he didn't know.
It was absorbing and enthralling. Completely.
"Earth to Roxas," came a voice, and Roxas snapped out of his little reverie, from where he'd been engrossed in staring. It was Axel, who had been with him the whole time, and he looked a bit bemused, to say the least.
"Oh," was all he had to say for himself, and Axel laughed.
"Honestly, Roxas, stars aren't that fascinating," Axel shrugged, though his mouth was twitched upwards.
"Stars?"
"Yes, stars," Axel said, seemingly exasperated at having to repeat everything to him, even if he was only a few days old. "Those are stars. Shine in the sky, disappear in the morning. Stars."
"Oh," Roxas said again, and his face returned to staring straight upright, letting his face be drenched in starlight.
Axel waited, but since Roxas didn't move, he said shortly, "Roxas."
There was no movement in the heavens, no captivating screen.
But still Roxas didn't move. And when he usually would have been ushered on, this time, he wasn't. Somehow, his partner for the mission indulged him in an unspoken wish or thought, and was staring up to the heavens with him, too.