A/N: Be warned!!! I actualy like this chappy. O.o, how did that happen?
Well my proof reader hasnt read this yet, sadly, so sorry for the mistakes that are in there. I got into writing this and...I dont know, sometimes I miss a lot of obvious mistakes when I get into someting.

Enjoy!!!

Roxas laid his head on the window sill, and gave way to the dreams that caught him.
Dreams of a beautiful field.
There were flowers of all colours, and a big tree.
Axel fwas sitting underneath the tree, his back to it and his head at an awkward angle.

It started to rain, the droplets hit the petals of the flowers, and wilted them.
The rain grew harder, and it striped the leaves from the trees.
Axel didn't move.f

Suddenly all the flowers were dead, laying on the ground with melted petals.
The tree was bare, and the bark was being striped away by the rain.
Axel's skin was melting off.

Roxas couldn't look away.
He simply watched as the redheads skin melted off, showing how white his bones were.
His hair thinned, and it began to fall out. Roxas never knew the skull had so many fracture lines on it.
His clothing disintegrated, and his eyes began to bubble.

Roxas was disgusted, why couldn't he stop watching!?
Soon Axel's eyes burned away, and his skin was completely gone.
All that was left was a skeleton.
The rain got heavier.

Holes formed in Axel's bones as the rain hit them.
The same thing was happening to the tree, and all the grass was long gone.
Axel's skeleton fell over, and blew away as dust in the wind.
The tree was melting and bubbling, would it have the same fate as Axel?

"ROXAS!!!" Roxas was jolted awake by his mother calling him.
He looked around. No destroyed flowerless field.
No melting tree.
No dead Axel. He hoped…

"Roxas!" She called again, and Roxas hurried downstairs.
His hand rested on the banister, "Yes mother?".
"Get down here!"

He obeyed, and followed her voice to the kitchen.
She was leaning against the stove, wearing a robe, and holding a mug in her hand.
She was angry, and it looked like she hadn't brushed her hair all day.
"Where were you?"
"Sorry, I fell asleep."

She gritted her teeth, "Asleep? Why were you asleep?"
Roxas yawned, unaware of his mothers anger, "I was…tired?"

There was a loud smash, and Roxas didn't know what happened until he saw the pieces of glass on the floor. He looked up and saw the dent in the wall, next to his head.
Eyes wide, he looked to his mother.
She was fuming, her stance had chanced and she seemed to be looking for something else to throw.
"This time!" She yelled, picking up a dirty plate left over from breakfast, "I wont miss!!" She hurled the plate at Roxas' head.

He ducked into a shivering ball on the ground. What was going on?
Another smash, Roxas barely opened one eye and saw a different colour of glass on the floor beside his feet.
His mother was yelling, but he couldn't understand her, there was more smashing and crashing, and more and more glass was falling around Roxas.
He was covering his neck with his arms, his knees pushed up to his chest. His face being hidden.

Another very loud smash, and Roxas could feel water dripping down his arm. But only his arm.
The front door slammed shut, and then it was silent for a while.

Roxas stood up, and looked around.
The microwave had been pushed from its spot on the counter to the floor.
The refrigerator was open, the door slightly ajar, off the hinges a bit.
Roxas looked back to where he had been. There was so much glass.

He tip-toed further into the kitchen and cleaned up what he could.

The glass on the door to the microwave was shattered. The fridge wouldn't shut fully anymore.
There were no more dishes in the sink, and the "hot" handle was gone.

Roxas tip-toed to the front door to avoid glass, and he locked it.
He took a chair, and jammed it under the door knob.

He took this procedure with every door in his house. He locked all the windows and barricaded himself in as well as he could.
Once finished he sat on his couch.
What was going on?

Roxas sighed and looked down at his hands. Red.
He saw red on his right palm. Smeared blood.
He turned his arm over, and saw a cut on his arm and…something else.

He looked closer, and saw there was a tiny shard of glass in it.
He ran to the bathroom upstairs, not caring as he ran through more glass in the kitchen.

Roxas didn't know why he was in such shock. Maybe it was because his own mother did this to him.
Maybe it was because she was doing it on purpose.
He took the tweezers, and got his arm very close to his face.

It hurt, and he just winced through the pain. He dug into the cut on his arm, trying to get all the glass out.
Once he was sure it was all out, he ran it under cold water. He didn't know why, it just seemed like a good idea.
With a sigh, he sat on the toilet seat. Then did the same to his feet as he did to his arm.
He mentally slapped himself, this could have been avoided if he was more careful.

He sighed again. What was going on? What was happening to the town he knew so well, the life he had lived for the past eight years?
Where was Axel when he needed him?

O.o.O.o.O

"I wonder what will happen." He yawned and rested his head against his friends chest.
They were laying in bed, watching the ceiling.
"I don't know…The best bet would be nothing changes, right?" The older man told him.
He looked at his friend, "The best bet would be everything going back to how it was eight years ago."
"Its been eight years already?" His friend's eyes glazed over, "Feels longer…"
"It wont…Will it?"
"Who knows…"
"I know who does…"
His friend sat up a little, making his head slide down, "You do?"
"You do to."
"Oh yea…him."

They both glared a bit, sighed, and went back to resting.

O.o.O.o.O

Roxas needed to lay down. He didn't know what was going on, and it was making him dizzy.
He pushed open his door, slowly and with a sigh.
"Why so glum?"
Roxas looked up so fast his neck cracked, "AXEL?!"

The familiar redhead was laying in his bed, one leg propped up over the other knee.
His arms under his neck. He looked comfortable.
"Yes?"

Roxas ran over to him, and jumped on him, hugging him while also laying on him.
Axel awkwardly wrapped his arms around the boy.
Roxas pushed his face into Axel's chest. He inhaled the sent, memorized it.
Axel watched him, a small smile across his lips.

"Roxas…"
That name from Axel's lips made Roxas shiver.
The shivering grew to shaking.
And before he knew it, Roxas was sobbing into his chest.

Axel patted him gently on the back, 'shhing' every now and then.
Telling him everything would be alright.
This was everything Roxas ever wanted when things got bad, his whole life.
When his grandma died, this is all he wanted.
When he lost his best friend Tidus, this is what he needed.
When Hayner was mean to him, and he had no friends, this was what could have made him smile.
And today, when he was digging in his cuts for glass, he was glad he got this to make it all better.

Axel did that to Roxas. He made it all better. He didn't know what "it" was, but Axel made it better.
Why couldn't they just live together? Then whenever Roxas was sad he would have Axel.
And if Axel felt the same way, then whenever Axel was sad…He would have Roxas.
If he would take him…He would always have Roxas.

Roxas looked up into those green eyes that comforted him, "Axel?"
The redhead smiled and nodded, "Yeah?"
"Stay with me."

The smile quickly fell from his face, "Roxas, there's a reason I came here…I…"
Roxas' eyes watered and he began to shake again, "Yeah?"
"I have to say goodbye. Just for now…"

Roxas' head slammed back into Axel's chest, he sobbed and Axel comforted him.
But this time it wasn't the same.
His hand didn't make Roxas' back tingle anymore.
His words didn't help, they only made it worse.
He would leave. He was going to leave him…All alone.

Axel was going to leave him, just like Tidus did, and just like his parents did.
Roxas quickly looked up, "Are you going to throw things at me first? Or tell me how you found better friends and are glad I'm changing schools?"

Axel leaned forward and kissed Roxas' forehead. His lips lingered there for a bit.
"Roxas…" He breathed against his forehead, "This isn't forever."

Roxas climbed off Axel, and the redhead stood up.
"What do you mean?" Roxas stomped his foot.
Axel placed his hands on the boys shoulders, his face was shadowed, obscuring his eyes.
"Roxas…" His voice was breaking, "You're my best friend, you always will be. I will never leave you, I'll always come back."

Roxas watched the ground, "I…I believe you."

The two walked to the front door, hand in hand.
Roxas undid the locks, and followed his friend outside.
They stood a few steps off his porch, staring at their feet.

"Roxas…" Axel's voice was breaking even more, and Roxas could see the tears slide down his cheeks.
He wish he was taller, he wished he could wipe them away and hug him and tell him everything would be alright.
"Y-yeah?"
Axel kneeled down and hugged the boy tight, "Roxas…Promise me something okay?"
Roxas agreed.

As Axel stood back up, he kissed Roxas' cheek, forehead, and the top of his head.
He lingered, he didn't want to part with the boy.

When he finally stood, "Promise me…We'll see each other again, in the next life?"
Roxas looked at him questioning, "What do you mean?"
"Just….Just promise me okay?"

Roxas held out his left pinkie, a stupid smile on his face, "It's a promise!"
Axel watched him for a second, smiled, and grabbed the little boys pinkie with his own.
They shook and in unison told each other, "Promise!"

Axel stood straight, and smiled, "Goodbye…Roxas…"
Roxas waved enthusiastically, "Bye-bye!!"

Axel walked away, waving slowly as Roxas waved back frantically.
He waved and waved until he couldn't see Axel anymore.
He kept waving frantically, until his arm grew tired.
Then he fell to his knees and sobbed.

O.o.O.o.O

"I hate you both." Axel told them.
"Why?" He asked, lifting his head off is friends chest, "We didn't do anything."
Axel punched the wall next to him, "I don't fucking care, I still hate you."
His friend smiled slyly, "Aw, someone miss their crush?"

Axel's eyes watered and he screamed, "Shut the fuck up Riku! You don't know how fucking painful this is!"
Riku raised an eyebrow, "Must be terrible, being in that world with grass and trees and a blue sky."
His friend patted his arm, "Don't make fights…"

Axel slammed the door behind him while leaving, his back hit it and he slid down.
He remembered doing this at the tree today, only much happier.
He cried, and pounded his fists against the ground, muttering, "Roxas" every now and then.

"Must be tough." He told Riku.
Riku scoffed, "Yeah I bet."
"It probably was. Leaving Roxas and that world and coming back…here…"
Riku looked around, he looked out the window to the rain, "Good point."

A/N: SO....MUCH....PLOT....
I hoped you liked it and I really hope it makes up for the last few fail chappies.
XD Arent you gald you finaly know who one of the people I keep calling "Him" and "His friend" are? Well I hope you can guess the other person.
But I bet I just made this a hell of a lot more confusing, didnt I?
Tee-hee, its what I do best!

Awww you all have to go download Flele. Its SOO cute!!
Its a little music player that sings to you and sits on your current page.
Mine was playing the whole time I wrote this. Its a little Rin Vocaloid.
I'll shut up now...

Anyway, Please Review, Fav, and Alert!!!!!By the way: My reward for writing this is: More higurashi!! yay!!!! Clap for me damn it!