Short and sweet.
Perhaps trusting Zexion was a mistake; though he was only a child when he lost his heart, he is one of the founding members of Organization XIII. In fact, since he went through most of his life growing up without emotions, it makes him all the more dangerous. I wish to bring down Organization XIII, something he might not agree with.
Lea, if only I could be sure…I'd love to see your face when I told you Xehanort is a keyblade master, not just a disgruntled scientist trying to figure out the heart…that makes our job so much more cruel and hard.
But they are surely watching for a rebellion from you, of all people. Are you merely lying low, waiting for the chance to strike?
You probably wouldn't trust me anyway; I changed so much before…we both did, but you for the better, and I for the worst. Always the cynical realist, it probably seemed like I embraced my lack of a heart. I simply chose not to fool myself; to not even pretend, I was so desperate for the real thing. So desperate, I lost sight of what was important, and now my heart is weighed down by the guilt I should have had then.
I almost wonder…if, before, you, Roxas, and Xion, always together on the tower…did you discover the secret? Did you discover your heart…?
Either way, it doesn't matter now. Just watch, Lea. I'm going to fix things. I'll make it right.
Axel/Lea: *Sigh*...why haven't I been given any delicious roles yet? I totally kick ass in DDD, and here, I'm just sitting her twiddling my thumbs while everyone else does stuff. WTF.
Me: DDD had too much fanservice for you, I'm cutting you off!
I don't mean to neglect Axel, it just sort of happened, oddly enough. Perhaps because part of me knows I want to write him into yaoi so badly, and so I'm stopping so I don't subject you people to that.
And if anything does seem off...its likely that there is a reason for it that I haven't gotten to yet. Because of course, I have to write a long, drawn out novel of a fanfiction...