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"I think he's coming back."

"His eyes are opening!"

"Back up, we don't want to scare him, do we?"

"Roxas?"

Roxas opened his eyes to blinding brightness, shut them, and tried again. This time, a blur of red was marring the perfect whiteness.

"Axel?" His voice, unaccustomed to the strain of use, came as barely a whisper.

Axel broke into a grin and wrapped his arms around the boy. "I thought you were going to die!" He exclaimed, before lowering his voice to a sad whisper. "I thought you were gonna die, Rox."

Roxas smiled into the hug but couldn't return it. His left arm was covered in heavy bandages, while his right was hooked up to an IV. Axel was pulled away from the blond, who noticed tears in Axel's eyes, and a clean-cut stranger came into view.

"Roxas, I'm Doctor James Hartifay. I'm very pleased to see those baby blues of yours - after two months I wasn't sure if I'd ever see them open."

"Two months?" Roxas choked out. "What happened? How did I get here? What's going on?" His breathing became harsh and the heart monitor started beeping erratically as he started thrashing.

"Whoa there, don't make us have to sedate you, kid. You just woke up; calm down and I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Roxas steadied his breathing and nodded for the man to begin explaining.

"You tried to kill yourself, Roxas. You ripped open a pretty jagged slice in your arm there." He pointed to the bandages, and Roxas looked down at them, noticing their presence for the second time. "Luckily, your friend Axel found you and was able to stop you from losing more blood." Roxas glanced over at Axel who was sitting in the corner, frowning at his feet. "If he hadn't found you when he did, we'd have probably lost you. When you were brought to the ER we found that you'd lost more blood than we'd realized. It took us a few hours to find some blood to match, but once we had it we fixed you up in no time. You're arm will hurt for a while, by the way. The stitches didn't hold well at first, given how jagged the wound was.

But unfortunately, you wouldn't wake up. Your brain had been deprived of a proper oxygen supply for too long, and had all but shut down completely. We were lucky it even kept your heart beating all this time."

The room was silent as Roxas took all the information in. "When can I go home?"

"Well now, that depends," he looked down at his clipboard. "We'll need to keep you here another week - just to make sure you're alright. And if you respond well to the psychologist -"

"Psychologist?" He interrupted.

"You did attempt to commit suicide, Roxas. Well, if all goes well on that front, you'll be out of here in two weeks, tops."

"Two weeks... Can you leave?"

The doctor chuckled. "If that's what you want. I'll check on you later. Come on everyone, let's go."

Roxas watched as people he hadn't previously noticed began filing out of the room. Along with Axel and Dr. Hartifay, Zexion and Axel's mother were there as well. As she left the room, she planted a kiss on his forehead.

"Feel better, sweetheart."

Roxas was staring at the ceiling. He didn't know how long he had been staring, and he didn't care. So much information was running through his mind that he couldn't keep track of what was what. He didn't know what to think about anything, or if he even should. So he stared at the ceiling, thinking about everything that he wasn't sure he should be thinking about.

"Roxas?"

The blond turned at the whisper and saw Axel poking his head in through a crack in the door.

"Come in." He noticed that his voice had gotten better, but it was still a little raspy.

Axel closed the door behind him and locked it before pulling up a chair beside the bed. He saw Roxas staring at the door confusedly.

"Don't want any interruptions." He smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine. My arms hurt but I'm fine."

"Do you need anything? Want some water?" He walked over to the pitcher and poured out a cup before Roxas could answer. Axel placed it next to him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Roxas nodded, and took a gulp of the water, mostly for Axel's benefit. "What have I missed?"

"A lot. School's ending in two weeks. I asked Principal Storm if you'd be able to graduate with us, but you missed all of the finals. He says you'll have to retake the year."

Roxas nodded solemnly. "What about you?"

"Me? Well, I actually broke up with Namine the day I... Well you know. So yeah. I couldn't be a secret all the way to college."

"Where are you going?" Roxas asked excitedly.

"I'm staying local; Twilight Town University, only a dozen or so miles from home. I didn't want to leave my mom all alone."

"That's great. Where's she going?"

Axel scoffed. "Namine and Hayner are both going to Radiant Garden, 1000 miles away from here."

"Why did you break up with her?" Roxas asked, masking the feeling of triumph bubbling up inside him.

"I don't know," he sighed. "I tried to convince myself I was okay with it, but I wasn't. It's been sorta tough without her though. And then you wouldn't wake up for so long, and I needed-"

"I'm awake now." Roxas mumbled.

Roxas stared into emerald eyes, and Axel averted them to his fingers laying uselessly in his lap. He glanced up and they stared at each other, both at a complete loss for words. They moved impossibly slow; any onlookers that could have witnessed it would think they weren't moving at all.

Their lips barely brushed, but a seismic shock tore through Roxas' frame. They stared at each other, eyes half lidded, until Axel let his drift shut and leaned farther into the kiss. Roxas' breath hitched and he responded enthusiastically. Their lips moved and Axel found his fingers twining in blond locks.

Axel crawled into the bed and lay on is side without breaking the kiss. His hand resumed its position in his hair as his tongue asked for entrance. Roxas obliged, resting a hand on Axel's hip while the bandaged arm supported his head.

It was slow and steady - anything but rushed. They had all the time in the world.

Well it's about time, don't you think?

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