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Disclaimer: Some day I will kidnap the entire Organization, one by one, starting with Lexeaus. No one expects him to be the first one captured, it'll knock them all off guard.
Well, I've only been in this 'organization' for a little bit. We're switching partners today. I'm not sure if I'm glad or not. My last partner is sorta a drunk in a way. But now I'm gonna be partnered with Axel. His last Sacrifice left. He looks sad. Actually, everyone here looks sad. I've noticed something since I've come here:
No one really smiles.
The room was so white it was blinding. That's all it was; big, white, and empty aside from the occupants. Standing next to me was my Fighter. Tall, strong, wild red hair and magnetic green eyes. He was mine, all mine.
Behind our backs we had our hands clasped.
Before us stood them. The Superior and his Fighter unit, number VII. Their faces were concealed by their hoods, but behind the shadows, I knew that the Superior wasn't happy. I knew that he was glaring at us, his orange eyes piercing through both me and my Fighter. I felt the disappointment and the anger just radiating off of him. If he truly willed it, he'd eliminate both of us right here on this spot.
"I'm disappointed in you," he spoke, slow and easy to my Fighter. He sounded so natural, like he'd been through this before. "That mission might have been a tough one, but I was positive that it was something you could handle."
"It was my fault!" I said impulsively. I didn't want him to take all the blame when a large portion of it was my fault. I lost control! I screwed everything up! It was all me!
"Stand down Roxas." I clamped my mouth shut but the boiling anger inside me was close to overflowing. My jaw clenched tight and the hand around mine squeezed reassuringly.
The redhead spoke, "I understand. Punish me how you see fit." What! What was he saying! He knew that it was my fault!
I opened my mouth to speak once more but the hand in mine squeezed tightly, signaling for me to keep quite. I understood his intentions and I knew it was pretty much suicidal to talk back to our boss, but I didn't want him to take all of the blame.
"You know," the Superior started. He began to pace, a small circle first around number VII, then around the two of us. "If you do become a nuisance in any way, I may have to ask you to leave the Organization. And there is, as you know, only one way out of here."
Haha. Death. Such a cruel fate.
My Fighter bowed his head. He only kept quiet and obeyed the Superior. He didn't act this way with anyone and I didn't like how he was acting right now. With anyone else, he'd be in their face and bitching them out. "I know."
I could easily envision the nasty smirk behind the hood. "Good." Suddenly I felt the Superior's hold on my shoulders and he forcibly turned me to face the other, our hands breaking apart. I was forced to look straight up into his face, his green eyes suddenly blazing and I could see that he had fought down a snarl. He didn't like it when other people touched me. "What if I was to tell you that I think a change of partners was needed? Don't you think that's a good idea, Roxas?" I kept my mouth firmly shut. I shouldn't let out what I think a good idea is. A hand on my face suddenly tugged by head back. "Is that a good idea Roxas?" He was demanding an answer.
In front of me, my Fighter glared with such furry I could feel the heat of his anger. I could see the beginnings of flames at the tips of his fingers. Struggling I shook my head 'no' towards him.
"No?"
Xemnas, what an asshole.
"No," I breathed.
Again I could vision the smirk of satisfaction. "Well then, maybe perhaps something should be done between the two of you. I could always send one of you away. The thing is, Sacrifices are more important than Fighters. But…" I hated that last word. "Xion has recently passed as you very well know, meaning we have an extra Sacrifice. And that means…"
Jerking my head once more, Xemnas forced me to look into the emotional jumble of my love's face. I tried my hardest to look calm and collected, trying to get him to do the same. But he was glaring bloody murder at the Superior. A fight was not something we needed. I noticed his flare tipped fingers twitch and hoped that he wasn't going to call out his chakrams.
"That means that we need a Fighter to be evenly balanced. So then Roxas…" His hand left my face and was brought back to his side where, in a flash, a red ethereal sword was suddenly in his hand. "Roxas isn't needed, right?"
"Don't!" the redhead called. He sounded so desperate that my heart ached. I gulped nervously, knowing full and well that Xemnas wouldn't hesitate to kill me if he truly believed that I wasn't needed. "Change partners if it's needed. Or just give us another chance. If we mess up again, then I'll be the one to leave. Like you said, a Sacrifice is more valuable than a Fighter."
I could only hope that the Superior would show some form of mercy.
"You are the Reckless fighter unit. At least, that is the Name you have been given." I felt myself fall free from Xemnas' grasp. He then moved around me and towards my Fighter. "Tell me," he said, a hand reaching out to stroke the other's chin. "You are Roxas' true Fighter, are you not?" He nodded stiffly. "How long ago did you hear his Name in your head?" He refused to answer. "If you are his true Fighter and Soulmate, then you can tell me his true Name, can you not?"
I knew he wouldn't answer that. No way. He knew my true Name but I know that he would never tell Xemnas what it was. Because that was something special between us, something he wouldn't let anyone else know. We may be given out unit Names, but they weren't a Sacrifice's true name. That was something that couldn't be made up and handed out, just to be discarded for a new one. Your true Name stuck with you for your entire life.
A sinister chuckle left Xemnas' lips and I felt myself cringe. He backed away from the two of us and returned to his Fighter's side. "Maybe changing partners will be good. You both still have your ears." My blonde ears flattened out against my head while my Fighter's fire red ears were suddenly pinned back in anger. "So that means the breaking of your bond won't be painful at all. It's not like you are capable of being emotionally attached, so this won't be messy."
There was no way he could do this. He couldn't separate us! That wasn't fair at all! Just because he was all high and mighty meant he could stay with his Fighter and Soulmate forever? What a fucking bastard.
"Saïx escort Roxas back to his room. I need to have a talking to with his Fighter."
My eyes went wide. "No!"
Saïx walked over to me and grabbed hold of my arm. He opened a dark portal.
"Roxas, just go. I'll be fine."
"But…"
"Go." He was commanding me, something unheard of from a Fighter. The Sacrifice gave the orders, not the other way around. But I loved and trusted him, so there wasn't anything I could really do but listen to him.
So I turned and walked with Saïx through the portal, glancing back briefly to see Xemnas pull back his hood and glare at my Soulmate.
Then it all went black as his name tumbled from my lips.
"Axel."
"Who? Dude, you're awake. I thought you were dead for a while."
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Hayner staring over me with light shining around him like he was a god or an angel descending from above. I realized then that the light was from the outside, shining in through the ceiling of the Usual Spot.
I was on the couch. I must have fallen asleep at some point.
"I was talking to you just fine, then you clonked out on me. What gives? I know you haven't been sleeping well, it's all too obvious. Is something bothering you?" It wasn't like Hayner to sound like Olette so when he was offering to talk, I knew he would listen.
"I've been having these weird dreams lately," I said while sitting up. My eyes adjusted to the light and I blinked down at the floor. "But they're not exactly like dreams. They're more like…memories."
I didn't even have to see his face to know that there was incredulous look there. Alright, so when Hayner offered to talk, he was never very nice with his replies, even if the problem was a major one.
"Basically you're telling me that you're turning into a whack job, right?" he asked. I sighed and shook my head. Of all the people to tell, I tell him. What a friend he was. He should believe me no matter what!
"It's nothing." Maybe some things you were supposed to keep to yourself. Or in this case, from Hayner. Maybe I should just keep this all to myself and save me from the strange looks. There was no way I could tell my mother or Olette, and Pence would probably have the same reaction as Hayner, worse actually.
"So who's Axel?" Hayner asked casually. He was sitting beside me now and he stared straight across the room, looking at our meaningless posters we stuck up.
"Axel." It was strangest thing ever, but his name felt hot on my tongue. In a literal sense. It was like the feeling of perfect temperature hot chocolate slipping into your mouth. It just warmed you right up. I yearned for him. I missed him terribly. I wanted him badly. Axel. The name was stuck now. I was calling for him in my mind. Axel, Axel, Axel. That's all there was.
"Hello?" Fingers snapped before my face and I jerked a bit as everything around me came back into focus. "Huh?" I spurted unintelligently.
"This Axel person must be pretty important if you zoned out like that." Hayner chuckled and bumped his shoulder with mine. I couldn't beat down the smile that slid onto my face which only fueled Hayner even more.
Axel.
"Is he your boooyfriend," he teased. It was so bizarre then because when he suggested that one thing, my body and mind grew excited. Like, really excited. My body exploded with warmth at the thought and it sent pleasant chills down my spine. Damn this was the weirdest thing ever. Honestly, I just met Axel.
Axel. Gods I loved that name.
I wanted to tell Hayner no and to fuck off, but I wasn't capable of telling him that no, Axel wasn't my boyfriend. Why in the world was that so?
"Well now that you're awake," Hayner said and I was thankful that he moved off of teasing me. "Let's head on down to the Sandlot. The tournament is in a couple of days, meaning we need all the practice we can get."
I hardly heard him. In my mind I was putting two and two together. Those two being Axel's face and Axel's name. Ugh, it just fit perfectly. Axel.
Axel.
Why oh why did I sound like a raging fan girl in heat? This was sick and unhealthy. Put him out of my mind, focus on something else.
"Roxas!"
"What!" I half shouted, half groaned. Man, Hayner was getting on my nerves already. I didn't care about what he was saying. Now I was having an overwhelming urge to go out and find Axel, wherever he may be. Couldn't be that hard to find him, right? Anxiously I rocked back and forth from the balls to the heels of my feet. My tail twittered around me restlessly, something that caught Hayner's eye.
"You're actin' weird. And stop twitching your tail." In response, his own sandy blonde tail twitched, more from annoyance than anything else. "It bugs the hell outta me." He scowled in my direction. Whatever dude, I thought in my head. I was distracted right now but this wasn't the time to be thinking of someone I wasn't well acquainted with.
Hayner rolled his eyes at my blank expression and turned away from me as he started out of our hangout. I honestly knew that he didn't care at this point if I followed him or not. He seemed annoyed and I understood that it was me who made him that way. But it wasn't my fault, was it?
With a loud sigh, I ran after him to catch up and we made our way out to the Sandlot.
I think practicing for the tournament would have gone a lot better if A) my mind wasn't distracted by a stupid redhead, B) Hayner wasn't such a pain in the ass, and C) if Seifer hadn't shown up. Basically after thirty minutes of me zoning out, Hayner beating the shit out of me with a foam bat, and Seifer just happening to show up with Rai and Fuu right when I was knocked to the ground on my ass, I had had enough and decided that it was my time to split. What was most annoying was that Hayner seemed to let me go with no problems or arguments and in turn started to mouth off to Seifer and begin a match with the older thug. So much for best friend. There was no way he could ever deny having feelings for Seifer if he could blow me off that easily. He could say he hated him all he wanted. He probably felt hate for him. Hayner was oblivious to the most obvious things sometimes. He most likely didn't even know he liked Seifer.
It was still early when I left the sandlot. My phone was telling me that it was only five thirty. I had to be home by six for dinner, then after that it was basically do whatever. Eh, my life was boring.
I seemed to have been moving unconsciously though. My legs were just leading me to wherever. That's how I found myself passing by people on Market Street and making my way up towards the station. I had no idea why I was going that way. Most likely because I had met Axel there last night and now he was all I was thinking about. It was truly maddening. The crazy thing was that I felt like he was so close to me, like he was what I was supposed to live for or some crazy shit like that. But a quick reality check brought me back to the fact that I hardly even knew the guy.
This was seriously the most bizarre thing ever. Axel was the most bizarre thing ever. I shouldn't be thinking about him like this non stop. I shouldn't have the need to be with him right now. I shouldn't be looking up at the top of the clock tower and hoping that I see a pinprick of red or something.
But my legs kept moving.
I was walking by one of the alleyways when I saw a flash of white in the corner of my eye. I stopped suddenly and looked down the alley. I thought that it was my imagination or that maybe it was a cat or something, but it wasn't. There was something, white and creepy, and it was staring at me. Or facing me since it looked like it really didn't have any face. I'd never seen anything like it before in my life. That…thing…was just standing there, moving around like it just couldn't keep still. Almost instantly my heart sped up and a feeling of familiar fear overcame me.
They're finally coming for me.
Where the hell that thought came from, I had no idea. But my gut was telling me to get away from that thing and get home. I just had this horrendous feeling…like that thing was here for me. It was going to try and take me away.
I backed away a few paces and noticed that it moved. It was coming towards me. It crept towards me in a sultry fashion, making it even creepier. My legs wouldn't turn and run though. I couldn't run away from the thing. A part of me knew that they (whoever they were) would find me anyways. I had a feeling of hopelessness. Like everything that I had done up to this point was completely pointless.
Axel!
My mind cried out on its own. It felt like the right thing to do, calling out to him. But he wasn't here…that wasn't going to help me at all. Where was he? He was supposed to protect me!
The thing was getting closer to me and I swallowed the bundle of nerves in my throat. It was going to get me and do whatever it intended to do with me. That's it, the game was up. I was frozen in the middle of the street.
And that's when the strange, black portal opened before me and out walked a figure cloaked in black. I instantly recognized the cloak as the one Axel and the other three people from yesterday were wearing. What in the world was up with these people? And where the hell did he come from? How did he come out of some portal thingy?
"Roxas?" The hood was pulled back and standing before me was a guy only a year or two older than me with odd mohawked dirty blonde hair. His dark blonde ears were perked up and his skinny yellow tail was wrapped around his right leg. "I knew you were around. I figured one of my dusks would find you!" It was strange, but he sounded pretty excited.
New question; how the hell did everyone know my name? And what did he mean? Was he trying to find me? Oh man, what was going on!
"Who are you?" I asked. I steeled my face and braced myself for anything to come. He looked friendly enough, but looks could always be deceiving. He looked a bit hurt though, after my demand.
"And we used to be great buddies. Heh, Axel wasn't kidding when he said you couldn't remember anything. It's me, Demyx." He waved a hand around himself like he was trying to show off or something. But he grinned, nice and sincere and he looked like he was waiting for me to say something in return, like he was waiting for me to instantly recognize him. Sadly, I didn't. I hardly took in his name since I stopped listening after I heard him mention his name.
"Where's Axel? I want to see him."
Where in the world did that come from? Once again my mouth is too stupid to wait for my brain. Then again, my brain wasn't working right either. There was way too much to take in right now, from this new mystery guy to my sudden infatuation with some redheaded guy to that creepy ass white…thing…that was still moving away just behind the blonde before me.
I asked for some change in life and I guess I got it.
"Axel's-"
"Right here."
Instantly I felt a presence behind me and I jumped as another portal opened. My emotions stirred unexpectedly as Axel stepped out, dressed again in the strange black cloak. His eyes instantly found mine and I swear there was something there…like a spark or an invisible force that just drew us to each other. Just from his narrow-eyed look I felt so…strange. It was weird and it was stupid…but he had some sort of effect on me. That all it took was one sexy look and my knees were on the verge of giving in.
"It really makes me happy to hear that you want to see me Rox. I wanted to see you as well. And, actually, I have a proposition for you." His eyes reached for mine and I did my best to try and conceal all of my feelings. "I asked you yesterday, Roxas, to promise me that if I asked you to follow me, you would." He stopped, pausing for whatever reason. I remembered him clearly and I had told him that I wouldn't promise him anything. How could I? I really didn't have any sort of built relationship with him and I couldn't say that I really trusted him. But then again, something inside of me knew that I could trust him. It was like my heart and soul trusted him with everything they had. It was strange…beyond control and just utterly uncanny.
I didn't trust myself to speak. Axel walked around me and went to stand beside the blonde. Demyx? Wasn't that what he said his name was? Well, he watched as Axel approached him and I felt a sickening heat build within me as I noticed the subtle heated look in his eyes as he watched the redhead. I didn't like that look. It was almost…loving. No way did I like that one bit.
"I'm asking you now Roxas. You have to come with me. Realistically, I have two options for you. Ideally, I only want to go with one of them."
"What are you talking about?" I asked. It was like he was speaking in riddles, like I was supposed to understand everything that was happening right now, but I was clueless and growing frustrated.
"Come back with us Roxas," Axel said. He outstretched his hand, almost in an enticing way.
There was a part of me too, that wanted to take his hand and have him take me along wherever he went. But there was still a part of me that was thinking, telling me that this could all be a trap or something. I wanted to trust Axel, I truly wanted to go with him for whatever reason, but I couldn't bring myself to walk forward and take his hand. I had a looming feeling, like a bad omen or something. It was like a dark cloud hung above me, coaxing me to make the right decision, whichever that may be.
I took a step back. Visibly I could see Axel's face fall like he'd just been told his best friend hated his guts. It was devastating and a knife in my gut twisted. What was I to do? I didn't understand anything and I couldn't decide anything. I wanted to go with him, but I knew I probably shouldn't.
"Roxas. Please, don't make this harder than it has to be. You belong with us, not here in this town." He ended off the word with a small sneer. Wow, what disrespect. This was a great town, thank you very much.
"How can I trust you? I don't know who you are, I don't know what you want, I don't know what's going on and I certainly don't understand why you want to take me wherever you are intending to go." What else was I supposed to say? Telling Axel that I had some strange ass feelings wasn't going to help.
Demyx stared from me to Axel with furrowed brows and pleading eyes.
"Look. You can come with us…" he struggled, as if he didn't want to admit something to me. "Or you can be destroyed. Take your pick."
Be…destroyed? Okay, that was not funny. Once you get into threatening a guy, then the joke was up and no one was laughing anymore. "What are you talking about now?" Seriously, what?
"You are number thirteen. You don't belong in this place, you belong with us. Just think abou-"
I hadn't even noticed that time stopped until I saw the morphing, waving pattern of the entirety around me. I couldn't help but look around confused. It was as if the air, space, surfaces, everything around me was being clawed at and disfigured. A bad feeling washed over me and my level of understanding dropped, if that was even possible.
"He knows we're here, we have to go." I heard this from Axel and I turned my head sharply to him and I saw both Axel and Demyx disappear through their portals. Axel stopped and looked at me, a look of longing that pierced me thoroughly. My legs began to start towards his portal but some sense stopped me and I watched as the portal then closed up behind him and I was left alone.
The world around me continued to morph and change and I felt my head growing fuzzy. I felt light headed as I looked around, wondering what could be going on. This was strange, just a dream or whatnot. This couldn't be real. None of today could possibly be real. It was all just a bad dream…a bad, horrible dream and I was going to wake up and everything would be alright. Yup…
Dream or not, my knees buckled beneath me and I fell to the ground, my vision tunneling before finally going black.
I woke up to find that it was dark(er) outside meaning that it was night time or close to it. The sky was a dull orange-purple and my room was full of shadows. The main source of light came from my neon light novelties.
The first question that popped into my head was how I got to my bedroom. I didn't remember coming up here at all. The last thing I remember was…
I sat up straight in bed, ignoring the pain in my head and looked around. Okay, everything seemed normal. No strange happenings to the world. Nothing like that and no strangers trying to get me to follow them to wherever. That was a mild breath of relief. Still, I just didn't have a safe feeling. I felt like someone was watching me or something and it was a bit unnerving and uncomfortable.
I moved to the side of my bed and sat there for a moment, allowing the sleep to drain from my body. This sucks. Since I had slept from whenever till now, I would have a lot of problems trying to sleep tonight. That wasn't promising.
Okay, so why not go over all of the strange occurrences that have happened thus far? First off, these dreams I was having were getting too creepy for comfort. Next, my body was being marked (!). Then there was the issue of black cloaked freaks who knew who I was which didn't exactly give you a safe feeling. And there was this problem with Axel that was completely wrong and confusing. That's not to mention the fact that he's trying to make me 'go' with him to wherever the hell he goes. And he said that I didn't belong in this town? Oh, and there was the issue of him telling me that if I didn't go with him I'd be destroyed.
Yup, I think that about covers it.
And no, this wasn't exactly how I pictured my summer vacation to turn out. Suddenly, lounging around with Hayner, Pence and Olette and going to the beach to be beach bums and listening to Seifer's assholish mocking sounded kinda nice.
I had an icky feeling about me and a shower was sounding nice. Maybe the hot water would help ease my tension and maybe calm me down a bit. Then I should probably ask mom how in the world I got back home. I passed out, didn't I? And I magically end up in my bed? Oh, that's not cryptic at all.
I headed into my bathroom and shut the door behind me. I heard the TV on downstairs when I walked past, so that meant that mom was home already and it was pretty late. Not too late, but later than what I thought. She must be worried about me. I wonder if she knew that I was even home.
I stripped my shirt off, then my pants and I looked up into the mirror. A look of horror spread along my face. That mark…that stupid, stupid mark. It was…different. And I could easily tell the difference even though it was only slight.
The mark was colored in more. It was darker than before. Now, instead of looking like a smudged bruise, it was actually showing more definition, more bold outlining. It looked more like a tattoo, though it was still faint. It just wasn't as faint anymore. What did this mean though? Why did I have this mark and why was it getting even darker? It was unmistakable now. I was marked with a roman XIII on my hip. Thirteen. What in the-
"You are number thirteen."
That's what Axel had said to me. Then that meant…that meant that he really did know something. Alright, this was just insane. Axel was in my dreams, first his voice, then just him. He was finding me…somehow. Him and his friend or whatever…Demyx. He knew…that or he knows about this mark. Could he know something about it that I don't? He must know a lot more of what I wanted to know. Axel…
Axel was my answer.
I jumped in the shower and sat in there for quite a while. I stood under the stream of warm water, letting it take away the knots in my muscles and sooth my body. My legs were weak once again with all this new nonsense and I had a weak case of nausea. Everything was insane…that's all it was now…insanity.
Roughly thirty minutes later I got out of the shower and realized that I never got myself clothes to change into. At least that was the least of my worries. I did a quick dry of myself and wrapped the baby blue towel around my waist and walked back to my bedroom, my mind still occupied.
I wasn't even thinking or being observant, so I had walked into my room and went straight to my dresser without taking notice that there was someone else in the room with me.
"You know, I really miss the sight of you prancing about the room practically naked."
My heart leapt into my throat and my back smashed painfully into my dresser as I turned and looked at whoever it was that spoke. I couldn't comprehend how I never felt his presence or energy and I felt stupid for letting my mind become too distracted to take in such an obvious detail. My eyes were wide and a sense of familiarity washed over me as, sure enough, I saw Axel sitting on the edge of my bed.
So not cool. Sneaking up on me is one thing, but doing it while I'm in nothing but a towel was way too unfair.
"W-what are you…" I swallowed a startled and nervous lump in my throat. "What are you doing here?"
"Don't like me visiting you? Come on, Roxie. I miss you is all. I was hoping you'd feel the same but…" He trailed off and I could feel things turn awkward already. "Okay, so I just need you to listen to me and understand some things."
I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath. I stared at Axel with narrowed, unsure eyes and allowed him the time to talk. After all, he held at least some of my answers.
"I miss you too," I spoke. I swear my mouth moved on its own, but it was mysterious that part of me knew it was the truth.
Axel stood up then and crossed the room. He stood before me and I was becoming suddenly self-conscious. I couldn't back up any further being that the stupid dresser had to block me in and I couldn't really sneak around the guy either. I was stuck between Axel and a dresser.
How joyous.
He brought a gloved hand up to my cheek and I could feel the unnatural warmth from his fingers. As much as I pulled away and flinched slightly, I yearned for the warm feeling that left tingles on my skin. I could feel it, the heat coming to me like a memory. This wasn't something to be afraid of. This was something to miss…to cherish always…to want to have back. I was bewildered…I knew this touch. The memory raised goosebumps on my skin and the hairs on my arm and neck stood on end and I sucking in a long breath.
Without notice, his face was close to mine and I anticipated his next move. My eyes easily slid shut and I had no desire to back away this time. The feel of lips against mine was a wild explosion and the heat I felt was burning me. Just that small, innocent, intimate touch made me weak and I could feel it, honestly feel it. The feeling of my heart and soul opening. I could feel in an entirely new way. I felt so many things…things that I knew weren't my own feelings. The desire and lust, caring and love, the sadness, the questioning, the anger, the joy, the sorrow. Everything was completely new to me because they weren't my own feelings. They were Axel's. He was inside me, his soul connecting with my own. From nothing more than a kiss.
"Please, just come with me," he pleaded softly when he ended the kiss. I craved more from him and I tried, leaning forward to re-link our mouths but he moved his head to the side with an upset look. I growled in my throat from being denied. I wanted to whine his name, try to get him to give me what I wanted but his voice cut me off. "Roxas, I need to know. Do you honestly remember nothing about me? Me, the Organization, the truth about the worlds, and what we really are. Can't you remember anything at all?"
The warmth within me was sapped away and I felt cold then…cold and alone. Because the truth was, I had no idea what he was talking about. I didn't know of this 'Organization'. I didn't know about these so called 'worlds' and I had no idea what he meant about what we really were. As far as I was concerned, I was Roxas, he was Axel, and I wanted him to kiss me again.
"I'm a selfish person, Roxas. I'm selfish because I want you to be with me and with no one else. But that's hypocritical right? And I don't deserve you…especially after everything I've done. All the pain I have caused you." I could feel the guilt that he was feeling. It was weighing him down and he had to live with it every night, every day. He was killing himself with anguish, punishing himself with such heavy hate.
Still, this pain that he caused...I wasn't sure…what pain? And him being hypocritical? Because he didn't want me to be with anyone else?
That alone drew me back to the fact that his spiked hair was devoid of any ears. That angry beast in my stomach picked its head up and growled, annoyed.
I couldn't bring myself to talk. To be honest, I felt like crying. There was just so much…too much to process. Something was happening to me and it scared me. Really scared me. I had no idea about anything and I didn't know what was going to happen to me. I wasn't sure if listening to Axel was right or wrong or if I should sray away and do my best to avoid him.
I had so many questions to ask.
But my mouth was sealed shut out of fear for the truth.
"Hey," Axel cooed and enveloped me in a tight embrace. I couldn't help but feel safe and warm in his arms and I couldn't hold in the tear that slipped down my cheek. Axel was just making me so sad and everything in general was already taking its toll on me. "Don't get upset. We'll get through this, okay? Everything will be back to how its supposed to be and it'll all be perfectly alright."
I wanted to believe him and I think for a moment, I did. But reality was a bitch and it was beating itself into me, making me understand that no, everything most likely wouldn't be okay. But for now, at this very moment I could believe that it would be.
"I can't stay for long. But please, soon I'll bring you home. If you try not to think about all of this so much, that might help. I know that's probably an impossible request. But there is a purpose behind all of this and understand that I will tell you everything, just not now.
Tomorrow…we'll leave here tomorrow Roxie, alright?" He kneeled down so he was looking me in the eye, searching my own blue orbs for some sort of reassurance. I couldn't give him any though and I felt another tear slide down from my eye. Axel kissed it away though, then left a small kiss on my lips. "Tomorrow," he said and stood up at full height. He raised his arm to open a portal when I stopped him.
"Axel," I spoke, soft and hesitant. He stopped and looked back at me. I let a few moments fly by to allow myself to become steady. Then I lowered the towel from my waist only a bit so part of the strange XIII was showing.
Axel looked down at the mark on my hip and I saw his eyebrows rise in surprise. Then he grinned, small and genuine. He walked back over to me and this time kneeled before the mark, tracing it slowly with his gloved hand before placing a delicate kiss on it. Shivers wracked my body and I leaned back against the dresser to prevent myself from falling over. "I've missed that too. This is a good sign, Roxie. You're getting your memories back. Soon," was all he said then and he leaned his forehead against my mark for a moment before standing up and turned from me. I watched him go as he opened a portal and stepped into it, disappearing into the black and purple doorway.
He was gone and the room literally dropped about ten degrees. My body felt weak and exhausted and it took all of what I had to get dressed. I left the towel on the floor to be picked up some other time and I crawled into bed. I may have slept or been unconscious for a few hours, but I felt like I'd just run a marathon or two. I needed to rest and my brain wasn't even able to bombard me with questions and thoughts as my eyes slid shut and I fell into a dream-filled sleep.
Second chapter is done. Haha. I hope you are enjoying this. Next chapter is going to be goooooood. Can you guess who said that quote? I don't think it'll be that hard, but go for it. Amuse me, if you will. Reviews are welcome too, just so you know. They fuel me along, that they do. :D