Here is the last of what I have. The ending of this is the teaser I posted on LJ.

Yes, there is a change in point of view, and it will happen again...but a majority of this story will be told from Roxas' POV.

Note: There is a lot that happens and is explained in this chapter. The spell that Demyx casts and the others that Axel mentions are all real spells that I have personally cast.

-Axel's POV-

I wandered upstairs, Orion at his usual perch on my shoulder. I reached up to absently stroke his orange-colored, scaly head with a finger, his contentment flooding my mind as I ascended the staircase. I knew where Demyx was. I was pretty sure I knew what he was doing, too. The poor guy was desperate to get his boyfriend back, and had been almost religiously up at his altar, brewing love potions and casting spells to reunite them. I didn't understand his motivation.

An image of Roxas came to me suddenly and my steps faltered. Orion's confusion clouded my mind, but it didn't disrupt the image. Delicate, pale, incredible blue eyes that were so large, a man could drown in them, hair the color of golden silk, absorbing the sun, rather than reflecting it. I had to admit it, the kid was gorgeous. What was more, he was Wiccan, and to top it all off, a White witch. What were the odds?

Shaking my head to clear it, I continued up to the top, immediately turning to the right to push open the door that I knew Demyx was behind. Just as expected, there the blond was, kneeling in front of his altar in his ocean blue robe. I watched as he raised his right hand, holding a silver pin. He pricked the ring finger of his left hand with the pin and drew out his true name and the one of his ex-boyfriend on the round white silk cloth on the altar in his own blood. He then reached over to a small, shallow bowl that contained ashes that I knew to be basil, rubbing some on his fingertips and drawing a circle around both names. Demyx then folded the cloth in half, then folded it again, sticking the silver pin he'd pricked his finger with through it to hold the small package together. With a sigh, the blond set the bundle aside, staring down at it sadly, his eyes darkened with his heartbreak.

Rolling my eyes, I sauntered into the room, having no qualms at disturbing him now that the spell was complete. "Come on, Dem, it's about time you moved on. He has. I don't think you constantly casting Lover Return spells will do any good. If it were going to work, it would have already, don't you think? I mean, you've got hazel branches nailed above every doorway that you change every two weeks, you've recited the incantation on Friday of the months in Taurus and Libra with red candles and buried at least four other bundles under the waxing moon. What's it gonna take to convince you he isn't coming back?"

Demyx glared at me over his shoulder, huffing as he stood and began to put all the items away, cleansing them and putting them away in their individual containers and chests. He removed his robe and smudged it clean with incense before carefully folding it and putting it out of sight in a tall wardrobe that he locked immediately after closing the doors. A witch never allowed anyone other than a coven member to touch their things. And never allowed anyone to use them. Ever.

I sighed and moved out of his way, following him down the stairs. We stopped by his kitchen and I watched with mild amusement as he made a love potion tea. When I asked him what the hell he was doing, though I already knew, he answered with another glare:

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm making a love potion to share with him. You said yourself that the other spells aren't working. So I'll just have to use drastic measures."

Shaking my head, I rested a hand on the counter, allowing Orion to scurry down my arm and across the surface to the bowl of fruit, where he helped himself to some grapes. What a strange salamander…

Demyx sneezed as some of the powdered herbs flew up into his face. I leaned casually against the counter. "I don't get you." I said. "What is it about him that's so…fascinating to you? Why can't you just move on?"

"You only don't understand because you've never been in love." Demyx answered as he began to brew the tea. "Not in this life or the last one. That much is obvious by your attitude."

Another image of Roxas came to me and I closed my eyes, recalling when we'd been on my couch. The way he'd smiled up at me, so gently, so trustingly. The way he'd reached out to me, that longing in his eyes that made me want to give him anything he desired. The way he felt when I'd leaned over him, the softness of his skin under my lips. The way…he whispered my true name, even though he'd never heard it previously…

"Dem, you didn't tell Roxas my true name, did you?" I asked, suddenly filled with a painful urgency to know.

Demyx gave me an odd look and shook his head slowly. "When I tried to, you punched me." he pouted. "Which I still haven't forgiven you for."

"Yeah, yeah," I waved his indignant look away, my mind going back to Roxas. "Do you remember when we got drunk off Sage wine at Candlemas four years ago?"

Laughing, Demyx turned back to me with a wide grin. "How could I forget?"

"Remember how you talked me into scrying to see your future?"

Somber now, Demyx nodded. "Yeah…you told me I'd meet my true love in the near future…and that we'd be together always…" his eyes narrowed. "You lied to me."

I shrugged. "I didn't lie. The fire said you would meet your true love in the near future, and be together always, it didn't say anything about you fucking up and ruining everything."

"AHA! So you do admit that Zexion is my one true love!"

"I never said that."

"Yes, but I met him almost a year to the day after that scrying session. And we were together for three years, and I felt complete with him. Whole. How is that not true love?"

Another shrug. I really didn't know what to say to him. All I'd done was a stupid Fire Scry for him because, drunken idiots that we were, we felt it necessary.

"Why did you bring this up in the first place?" Demyx asked as he returned to his brew.

I sighed, rubbing my forehead gently as I tried to collect my scattered thoughts. "Because of Roxas…do you remember, after the scrying, when you insisted that I cast a Yarrow Lover-Vision spell?"

Demyx tapped his chin as he thought on it, then nodded. "Yep. I remember saying something like, 'okay, now that we know I'm going to be happy in the near future, let's depress you some by proving once and for all, that you have no true love'."

"In hindsight, that was cruel and unusual, and you should apologize for it." I remarked absently. "Well, I cast the spell, and I'd totally forgotten about the dream I had afterwards until just now, meeting Roxas."

Tilting his head to the side curiously, Demyx asked seriously, "What did you dream, Axel?"

Taking a deep breath, I took the plunge. "I dreamed that my future lover would be a White witch."

"And Roxas is a White witch…" Demyx muttered to himself. "But, Axel, there are lots of White witches out there. How do you know it's him?"

"Because after that dream, I felt compelled to do a scrying for myself. And I saw that in the future, I'd meet my soul mate."

Clapping his hands in joy, Demyx laughed again. "Oh, Axey, that's wonderful!"

"Don't call me 'Axey'." I grumbled. "And let me finish my story."

"Oops, sorry." He covered his mouth to stifle the giggles.

I went on. "But there was also this tension, this sense of foreboding, and I knew it wasn't going to be easy going once I met my soul mate…and now, after being in Roxas' house and sensing the latent hostility in its walls, I'm starting to become convinced that Roxas is the one."

Demyx frowned. "But wait…what about your family legacy? You know, the one about how your true soul mate will know your true name?"

"Demyx, don't you get it? That's why I asked you earlier if you told him my true name." I let out a frustrated breath, covering my mouth with a hand. "He said it, Dem…Roxas said my true name when he was here earlier…"

I covered my ears as Demyx let out a happy shriek and ran over to hug me. I brushed him off and danced away, fending off another hug as I went.

"Stop it already." I snapped, turning to leave the room, hearing the faint scratching sound of Orion scrambling down the counter and onto the floor to follow. "Just because he could very possibly be my soul mate doesn't mean I'm going to do anything about it."

"And why not?" Demyx demanded.

I paused, then turned to him and said starkly:

"Because I had a premonition that I was going to kill him."

Dun dun duuuuunnnn...yeah, sorry that this is all I have written at this point. I've written out the synopsis of this story, though, and I have the entire plot figured out (which is a first for me) so hopefully there won't be any dry spells like with my other stories where I just took a breath and let the story write itself.

Hope you liked it, and if you didn't, oh well. I'll go write some more now and let you all wait impatiently for an update XD but I won't forget about The Stray. I'm partially done with the next chapter for that anyways so, there will be lots of updates for both stories in the future (I hope).

Ahem, anyways, couple things to explain here as well:

1. scrying is a term that means divination. There are many different mediums of divination, all that use different things to read. As you may have already figure out, Axel uses fire. This is called Pyromancy.

2. the rule about allowing no other to touch your ceremonial and/or spellcasting tools is true. Don't share. Their engery will get mixed with your own and it just makes a big mess.

3. And my favorite, Candlemas! Hehe, this is one of the Sabbat Feasts. Candlemas: the feast of lights, aka Imbolc, is a fire festival celebrating the Goddess of Fertility (aka, Mother Goddess). It is held on the 2nd of February as a sort of New Years. The traditional feast includes: potlach stew, leeks, gypsy tea, fertility bread, poppy seed cake, and the infamous sage wine...which actually takes A LOT of to get really drunk.

Luffles,

-Ramen

P.S. If you have any further questions regarding the spells, the things they talked about, etc, then just PM me and I'll be more than happy to explain 8D