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Warning: Well… I'm going to lie to you and say this a SoraKai… Ka… K… I CAN'T LIE!!!! It's RikuSora… just not this chapter. This is an angsty AkuRoku chapter that took me hours to come up with. Oh and I made a bit of limeade… not much mind you. Major Angst!
Chapter 10: The Unrequited Lover
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-"A crooked child there was who lived in a crooked house. Who only knew crooked loved."-
(Godchild, Vol. 1)
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Moans and sensual gasps filled the air. Long fingers gripped sweat-slicked skin as pale hands ran over tan flesh. Full pink lips were bitten and kissed in a hungry passion as a blonde head fell back. Every crevice… every part of his body was memorized. The blonde could barely contain his moans as his fingers tangled in wild red hair as the two moved as one…
"Roxas!" Axel cried out, snapping awake, drenched in sweat. He put a hand to his forehead and sighed. 'A dream… Even if we could be together, Roxas couldn't handle that…' The red head thought, lying back and staring at the ceiling. 'He left me… and he's not coming back. I can't live without him. I don't know how I lived life before him. But I can't go looking for him like I did the last time he ran away. I fucking hate this!' The flame-haired man groaned and rolled out of bed. 'I feel disgusting.' He thought, walking into the bathroom. The bathroom was made of black marble and porcelain. One problem with this place, they didn't have showers. If you wanted t take a shower, you had to go down to the bathhouse. Axel preferred his privacy. He locked the door behind him. He turned the knob for the hot water and waited patiently for the tub to fill. He slept in the nude so he didn't have to get undressed. Axel smirked as he remembered the time that Roxas had discovered that fact about him. The blonde had tried the age-old trick of pulling the blankets off of the sleeping person to wake them up… and found that that trick backfired. The red head smirked as he remembered the wonderful shade of crimson Roxas' face had turned when he saw Axel's unclothed body. His smirk disappeared as he remembered that there would no longer be any good times with Roxas, now that he had left them for good. He glanced around the bathroom and his gaze fell on some razor blades he had left lying around near the sink. He picked one up and looked it over. Axel ran a finger slightly over the edge of it. The cut bled somewhat. 'So these are that sharp…' Axel turned off the hot water (he hadn't bothered to add any cold) and slipped into the tub. The pyromaniac continued to stare at the razor he held.
'You said you couldn't live without him.' A little voice inside him nagged. 'End it here and now and you won't have to. Do it! Slit your wrists! Stop these forbidden feelings and desires. Roxas isn't coming back and you'll never see him again, you said so yourself. This is your chance! Escape!' Axel pressed the razor to his wrist, obeying the voice inside. He pressed down and pulled it in a diagonal slash. A white line appeared before the blood began to bubble up. The Pyrotenetic gritted his teeth and repeated the process. The pain was sweet, a wonderful physical release, a match for the pain he was feeling inside. Axel lay back against the wall of the tub, his blood coloring the water pink and then red. He felt himself slipping away from consciousness, his body weakening and thought back to Roxas' words.
"No one would miss me anyway." Axel smiled.
"You idiot… that's not true… I would." He whispered, sinking beneath the blood-colored water. He couldn't hear the incessant pounding at the door.
"Axel!" Demyx yelled. "Axel, man! Answer me!" The blonde musician looked at the door before kicking the lock, successfully breaking it, and opening the door. He gasped at the blood-red water in the tub and freaked out completely when he saw no Axel. Demyx ran to the tub and pulled the plug to release the water. The tub drained quickly, revealing a bloodstained Axel at the bottom. Demyx dashed into the hallway, nearly running into Xigbar.
"Whoa, dude! What's the rush?" Xigbar said lightly, laughing. He stopped when he saw Demyx's panic-stricken face. "What's up?"
"Go find Luxord! Tell him to come to the bathroom in Axel's room. We need his help." Demyx ordered. Xigbar nodded and ran off. Demyx returned to the bathroom and Luxord appeared not a moment later.
"What's the problem?" He asked before spotting Axel. "What the fuck?! What did he do?!" He leaned over the tub. Demyx shook his head.
"Isn't it obvious? The idiot tried to kill himself! I should've known he would try to do something stupid like this when he started wigging out at the club! Do that thing you do! That time thing! That you did to Zexion when he was gonna die!" Demyx pleaded. Luxord nodded and placed his hand on Axel's forehead. A clock with weird symbols appeared above his head. The clock was burning, the hands on the face moving rapidly towards the spot where the twelve would be on a normal clock. Then the hands just stopped about what would be five seconds before they hit twelve.
"Alright, his time is frozen right before death. We need to get him to Namine before the spell is undone. You are aware that you and him just took another thirty minutes off of my own life, right? Oh, well. What's done is done. But… I'm not carrying him naked. Find something to cover him with." Demyx looked wildly around the room and noticed a robe hanging on the back of the door. He grabbed it and haphazardly wrapped it around his friend. Both he and Luxord lifted Axel out of the bathtub and carried him down to Namine's room, which was in the nether regions of the mansion. The young blonde jumped up when they came bursting into her room, carrying a comatose Axel. They laid him on her bed.
"Namine, you need to heal him!" Demyx said, urgently. Namine studied Axel's wounds. She wrapped bandages a around each wound to stop the blood that refused to stop flowing. A green energy enveloped both her and Axel's body, blinding Demyx and Luxord for moment. When the glowing subsided, Axel was breathing again and the blood and water disappeared from his body.
"Alright." Namine said, turning to them. "I closed off the wound and minimized the blood flow the best I could. The rest is up to him. I can't replenish blood, so what he lost he'll hopefully regain with that… ability of his… It will take him sometime to recover, you know." She shook her head sadly. "I thought that Axel had more honor and sense than that. To try and commit suicide in the bathroom, that's a first. I'll have to report this Ansem you know. I don't want to but I need to tell him every time I use my powers and why I used them." Demyx nodded.
"We're sorry to bother you, Namine." He apologized. He looked at his sleeping friend. "I wonder why he did it. And where is Roxas during all of this? If he was around, this probably wouldn't have happened." Namine nodded.
"He certainly has a sway with Axel that no one else has… not even Ansem. Well, when we see him we can ask him. " She said. "Alright, you guys can leave. I'll call you when he wakes up."
"No need." A raspy voice came from the bed. Namine, Luxord and Demyx turned to see Axel staring at them from the bed. "I'm awake." Demyx stalked up to the bed and bitch slapped him.
"What the fuck did you think you were doing?!" He screamed. "I had to break the lock on the door to get to you." Axel turned to face the wall.
"Shut up, Demyx. You don't know anything about what's going on. Just leave it and me alone. I wanted to die." He replied quietly. Demyx just stared at him.
"What is wrong with you? I'm going to get Roxas. Maybe he'll talk some rational thought into you." He said angrily. Axel turned back to face Demyx.
"Roxas is here? He's in the mansion?" He asked, eagerly. "Did you see him?" The blonde was now confused.
"Huh? We haven't seen him since the club." The musician said. Namine sat at the end of her bed.
"Roxas isn't here anymore, is he? He left us, didn't he?" She asked quietly. The blonde girl pushed some hair out of her face. Axel buried his face into the pillow and stayed silent. Before Namine could ask anymore, Saix appeared in the doorway.
"Sorry, but Lord Ansem requests Axel's presence immediately. No excuses." He reported.
"Saix, Axel is in no shape to get out of bed, let alone hold an audience with Ansem." Namine protested. Saix shook his head.
"It's out of my hands." He replied. "Axel, I am to escort you." Axel sat up with some effort. Luxord and Demyx helped him stand and Saix supported him as he walked. They slowly made their way to Ansem's throne room, several feet underground, where Riku, Sephiroth, Saix, Roxas, and Ansem's bedrooms were. And the "bedroom" of Ansem's younger brother. Saix knocked on the door. "My Lord, I have brought Axel."
"Good, send him in… alone." Ansem's voice said from beyond the door. Saix gave Axel a sympathetic expression and helped him stand on his own. The blue haired higher up opened the heavy door and motioned Axel in. The flame-haired man took one shaky step after another into the dark room. The door slammed ominously behind him. Ansem was standing in the middle of his throne room. Axel walked slowly towards him but fell to the ground, unable to support himself any longer. He fought to stand up but fell again. Ansem walked towards him quickly, his footsteps echoing through the room. Axel looked up at him.
"My Lord…" He trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"I hear that you've done something very foolish. Show me your wounds." Ansem ordered. The Pyro held up his hand. Ansem removed the bandages and ran his fingers over the partially closed cuts. "What a reckless thing to do. You have so much to love for. And what about Roxas… how would he feel in he heard about this? Speaking of Roxas…" The leader dug his nails into Axel's wounds. "Where is my son?" Axel gasped in pain.
"My Lord, please." He pleaded. "I don't know! Please stop!" Ansem laughed.
"You sound so pathetic. Now… answer my question. Or…" The man's lips twisted into a cruel smirk. "Or I'll hand you over to Xemnas." Axel's eyes grew wide.
"No! No! I don't where Roxas is!" He cried.
"I know that you're in love with my son. And I have the feeling that he is also in love with you. So if he left… you would be the only one he would tell where he was going." The white-haired man hissed, digging his nails deeper into Axel's wrists. The younger male screamed.
"Stop! Just stop!" He begged.
"You dare tell me what to do!" Ansem shrieked, kicking the red head in the ribs. "Saix, get in here." Saix entered the room. He saw Axel on the floor, shaking and bleeding. He knew what would come next. "Take him to Xemnas' room. Lock the door behind him, both locks. And put up a ward so that his fire won't work." The leader ordered. Saix nodded and proceeded to half-carry, half-drag a screaming Axel from the room. Ansem listened as he heard the screams muffle as a heavy metal door slammed shut. That ought to loosen Axel's tongue. Ansem smirked and returned to sit back on his throne.
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A/N: Alright, another day, another chapter. Thank you for all the reviews. I really appreciate it. And also I would like to make something clear, I am not trying to make Saix a bad guy. He's just following orders. Okay, R&R!! Byez!!!