[Friends No More]
[past Lea X Isa]
We used to be friends.
He would make a sarcastic remark, I'd counter it, and I'd laugh and he'd smile, and everything would be just peachy.
But then things changed.
We grew older. We decided to experiment, and in more ways than one.
We played Gay Chicken once. Turns out, we weren't very chicken at all. We rose to each new challenge; each new touch on the arm, cheek, and thigh; each new kiss on the hand, cheek, and lips; each new fondle on the chest, rear, and crotch. We swallowed our prides and carried on, venturing further and further into the forbidden.
Those are moments I definitely have memorized, every sensation and reaction.
But we experimented with other things as well, more things that we shouldn't have been messing with.
Like hearts.
We experimented, seeing how far we could bend until we broke, turning ourselves and our colleges into Heartless. And Nobodies.
And now, as Nobodies named Axel and Saïx – my old name, Lea, and his old name, Isa, utter abandoned – we remember everything, but we are callous and cold, and we choose to avoid and ignore each other. We experiment with nothing any longer. Not hearts, not each other, not a single damn thing.
At one point, I – or, rather, Lea, since I'm not the same person anymore – thought that love was there, between us two. Isa had been my – Lea's – everything. But so much has changed, and it's left us hating one another and stuck with an identity crisis.
Who am I? Lea, or Axel? I act like Axel. I introduce myself as Axel. But do I feel like Axel?
Hmph, now there's a trick question if I ever saw one.
After all, in order to feel, don't I need a heart, like the one Lea had?
But it's a moot point. Saïx and I simply carry out our daily missions and routines as if we never knew each other. It's difficult to believe that we used to be the best of friends.
It's difficult to believe that we used to be a couple.