Authors note: Sorry this took so ungodly long. I've been swamped with school starting.
Uh, besides that, I dont know what to say. So uh...
Enjoy.

Roxas opened his eyes.
He saw blond hair draped in front of his face.
He was in a gray, broken down building.
It was like the night that Axel had kissed his forehead the first time. Roxas dreamed easy that night.

But this. This wasn't a dream. There was no Axel this time, and his vision was blurry.
Blinking a few times, he tried to clean his eyes, he felt like he hadn't used them in ages.

With some effort, he lifted up his arm and rubbed his eyes, pushed the hair from his face.
Once able to see clearly again, he looked around.
He was leaning back on something, it was hard and metal.

The area around him was broken, many electronics filled the room.
There were a few doors leading out, and he could hear a tough rain pound the roof.
It didn't sound too stable.

From his survey of the room, he saw he was alone, completely.
He took a step forward, his knees buckled, and he fell to his hands.

The ground was dirty. These people must have never heard of a vacuum or broom.

Roxas tried to stand. He noted that he scraped his elbow.
He was also wearing very odd clothing. Baggy gray pants, and a tattered old gray shirt.

Once he got his footing, he looked back at what he had been leaning on.
Without noticing, he had ripped out several I.V.s that were in his arms, legs, and one in his neck.
At least he guessed that's where they had been, judging by the wires and tubing left on his "bed".

To his left, he noticed another bed like his, and two more to his right.
"What is going on here?" He asked, quickly grabbing his throat, "What's wrong with my voice!?"

In shock, he decided to venture out, to see what was going on.

O.o.O.o.O

Axel was seated on a window sill, he sighed and watched the rain.
Looking over his room, he smiled.
Two beds.

He scoffed, "Why does he think we'll need two?"

Soon, he told himself, soon the nights wont be lonely.
Soon the bed wont be so empty.
Soon everything will be right.

O.o.O.o.O

Roxas went the closest door to him.
It was ajar, so he pushed it a bit.

"Whoa…" A spiky haired brunette said. He looked to be about 16.
A teen male was laying under him, he had long silver hair and a very angry look on his face.

Roxas watched them. The older male glared.
The younger laughed and said in a sing-song voice, "Axel isn't going to be happy about this! Your early! And seeing us first? Ohhh hes gonna be mad!"
"Axel!? You know Axel!? Where is he?!" Roxas shouted, ignoring how odd his voice sounded to him.

The silver haired boy scoffed, "Why should we tell you?"
"Riku…" The brunette scolded.

Roxas sighed, "Please…"

O.o.O.o.O

He leaned his head against the window. Cold. Wet from condensation.
How much longer?

Balling his fists, Axel groaned. His finger nails pressed into his palm, growing in pressure.
Soon he was bleeding.
He knew how much Roxas must be suffering right now.

All he wanted to do was scoop him up in his arms, and carry him away somewhere beautiful. Safe. Warm.

But he couldn't. He was powerless.
Axel didn't like feeling powerless.

He lifted his head away from the window, only to slam it into the glass.
He closed his eyes, shutting out all the dark, dank hopelessness of this world.
"Roxas…" he whispered.
He was slowly sinking into despair, and the one person that could save him…
Was indisposed.

A hand touched his shoulder. It was warm. Human.
"Go away Sora."
The hand gripped tighter.
"I said go away. I don't want to talk about it."
Tighter still.
"Get away from me Sora, or I'll-"
"Axel?"

His eyes sprung open, his neck whipped around so fast, he swore he almost got whiplash.
"Roxas!" He yelled, jumping onto the boy.
The two hugged, the most wonderful embrace in years.

O.o.O.o.O

Axel explained it all to Roxas over dinner.
Not much explanation was needed, Roxas finally remembered it all.

When he was eight, and Axel was nine, the world fell into a terrible war.
Poison filled the air, infested the clouds, and acid rain killed the plants.
It hadn't stopped raining since.

Rich families sent their children to live in these places. Sleep chambers, to keep them safe until life got better. Until the rain stopped.
They also employed other families, to work and care for their children.
Many of the adults died, leaving only the kids left.

Axel, along with Sora, Riku, and two girls named Naminé and Kairi, had grown up here.
They were cared for by an elderly man, but he passed away last year.
Since then, they have been taking shifts to protect those left in the sleep chambers.

Roxas' best friend, Tidus, was a sleep chamber patient. He was taken out, given freewill.
Against the wishes of the rest, he ventured out. The rain killed him.

There were a few others, none that Roxas knew. All met the same fate.

Its been eight years since Roxas saw real sunshine.
Since he breathed real clean air.
Since he had played in real grass.
And it dawned on him, now he would never do any of those things again.
And he wondered, was that why the others willingly went outside, in the rain?
To live in a life void of nature or sunshine, or to taste it one last time, dying for it?

O.o.O.o.O

After dinner, Axel took Roxas up to the roof. There was a safe spot they could stay and watch the rain.
Axel spent most of his time here, when he wasn't watching Roxas' life on screen.
He knew there were many unanswered questions, but they had all the time left in the world to talk about them. Right now, Roxas had eight years to catch up on.

Axel wrapped his arm around Roxas' shoulder, and the blond cuddled up to him. This all felt more natural then anything that happened in Twilight Town.
Most everything made sense to Roxas now.
It was nice, knowing what's really going on.

After a few moments of silent cuddling, Roxas kissed Axel.
Passionate, long.
Just what both had been waiting for.

Once the kiss broke, Axel smiled, "Roxas look…The rain stopped."

End.

Authors note2: Well its over. I dont know what to say...I dont really like it, there are a lot of lose ends but...Eh, whatever.
If your wondering, Roxas was eight because he was "reborn" in Twilight Town.

Personally, I liked the very, very ending. The last line or so.

Anyway, please Review, fav, and author alert!

Also, I wanna thank all my reviewers and people that alerted this story. For sticking with it and waiting for each craptastic chapter.
I love you all, your reviews mean the world to me. Thanks sooo much!