They
were so similar, yet so different. Axels
hands slightly moved down to the rank of the smaller brunet.
'Roxas…
Is Sora? So this is…' With his lips
he gently explored the boy's neck. 'Roxas?'
They
smelled and tasted the same, yet there was something different he
couldn't lay his hands on.
As his lips started to make their
way to Sora's, he tried to figure out what it was that made them
different.
Was it the way Sora swung is arms around the
redhead's neck? Was it the way he giggled as soon as Axel touched
him? Or was it… 'Sora or
Roxas?'
After what seemed ages
Axels lips finally touched Sora's and the boy carelessly opened
this mouth to let the redheads tongue slight in.
Axel was
confused, unable to understand how he could have the same feeling for
two such different people. Yet those people shared a heart. Seemed to
share a mind. And now even shared a lover.
'I
don't think that's it. I loved Roxas the way he was. And now I
love Sora, because he is who he is. But, thinking about it. He is
Roxas? So do I love him for being Roxas? Or being Sora?'
As
if he could read Axels thoughts Sora pulled away and looked at Axel
with his usual bright smile, "its only you and me. Axel and
Sora."
Axel thought about that words for a few seconds and
then agreed.
There was no Roxas.
He was no nobody.
He was
Axel.
And Sora was Sora.
And right now, they we're meant for
each other. Regardless of what'll would happen tomorrow. Or what
had happened in the past.
And with that thought Axel pulled the
brunette against his chest and kissed him. Not Roxas. Only Sora.