Spotlight (Oh Nostalgia)
Axel recognized him right away.
The sight of the boy with the blank, blue eyes brought such a rush of spinning, choking whirlwind of nostalgia to Axel's chest that he almost fell to his knees. It was the closest he'd come to emotion in a very, very long time.
"Siax." Axel swallowed. "That's not…?"
"No." Siax responded, voice clipped. "He is not the one in our memories."
Axel glanced over at the pale man, seeing a grinning boy with blue hair in his mind. The pain—again, the whirlwind of echoed emotion—rushed through him.
What was this? Had this boy really managed to create such a strong reaction in him?
"Who is he, then?" Axel shook his head. "Siax, you know he's identical to Ven."
"Ven." Siax closed his eyes. "Is long gone, Axel. Don't be a fool."
"Then explain to me," Axel's eyes followed the boy as Xemnas was explaining something to him, "why they are twins."
"I don't know." Siax sighed. "What makes you think I have all the answers, Axel?"
"Because you always do have all the answers." Axel chuckled. "Don't be so modest, Siax."
"The boy is…different." Siax looked troubled. "But he is a keyblade master, just like Ven was."
How odd.
Axel watched the boy who Xemnas called Roxas. He looked so like that boy who had appeared in Radiant Gardens so long ago and beat Axel—Lea—at a quick sparring match.
Whoareyou?Axel's lip curled. Andwhy…doyoubringaboutsuchastrongfeelinginmychest?
It was like having a heart once more.