I'm a fanfiction writer on the side. I've got a couple of little one-shots for KH, and these two are my favorites. First up, We Exist. This is my baby. My first time tackling anything remotely close to a relationship between Axel and Roxas. It's my drug, I swear. *shakes head*
Title: We Exist Summary: Roxas didn't understand. Axel understood, but he fought it anyway. You're not suppose to question things like having a heart. Not when you're a Nobody. Rating: Meh, T for teeeen. It's harmless, I swear. Characters: Axel and Roxas
We Exist
The heart is an organ. It pump blood throughout the entire body and supplies it with oxygen. It keeps you alive and healthy.
Roxas knows what a heart is...he just doesn’t know what it feels like to have one. After all, Nobodies don’t have hearts, and Roxas is a Nobody. That fact really bothered the blonde. How was he, and the rest of the Organization for that matter, still alive? If the heart kept you alive, how come they weren’t fix feet under the ground rotting and feeding worms?
The answer was quite simple, actually. They weren’t suppose to even exist.
The fact was, however, that he did; they talked, ate, slept, and breathed just like anybody ele. There was just the ‘I have no heart’ problem to take into consideration.
Roxas was often reminded of that problem, espescially when Axel was around. The red-head Nobody cuddled a lot when he slept, and though Roxas would never admit it, he enjoyed the time he spent in total silence, curled up against Axel’s side. He’d press his ear against Axel’s chest...listeninglisteninglistening for the thu-thump of a non-existing heart. Roxas would sigh when there was none and roll away.
Axel always woke up after that, and he’d stare at the blonde’s back for a while before laying his hand on his side. They wouldn’t speak, but that was okay...because Axel understood what was wrong, and it hurt.
Which was another confusing question, one that made Axel want to scream and burn something. If he didn’t have a heart, why did it hurt so much when Roxas left?
Sure he’d heard about heartache, but didn’t you actually have to have a heart for it to ache? It was common sense, right? So when Roxas left, he shouldn’t have felt hurt.
But he did, and that pissed him off. He was a Nobody, dammit. He didn’t have a heart so he shouldn’t feel.
‘Why shoud I care?’ Axel asked himself one day, angry at himself and more so at Roxas for ****ing leaving when he should have stayed. ‘Let him go. It doen’t matter.’
Even after telling himself that, the ache didn’t go away.
It didn’t go away until he’d found the blonde again. It was all for naught, of course, because the blonde didn’t remember him and that hurt even more than him leaving. So when Axel told him to meet him in the next life, Axel hadn’t gotten his hopes up.
But...when Roxas saw him for the first time in his second life, he had remembered.
He was standing across the street, waiting at the crosswalk. Roxas found himself staring, unable to turn away because Axel was there and he remembered, remembered everything, and he couldn’t bring himself to move because what if Axel didn’t remember?
He’d frozen when Axel turned, like he’d felt the blonde’s eyes on him. Roxas had swallowed hard, watching the green-eyes widen in surprise before the red-head had smirked, saluted him and called out above the noise of traffic, “I guess we got that second life, eh?”
Roxas had leaped into action. He’d ran across the interception as fast as his legs could carry him, ignoring the honks of angry drivers, and threw his arms around the tall man’s neck, feeling strong arms wrap around him. He was so happy he could’ve cried, but he didn’t. Axel laughed and held him and stared at him, and Roxas had placed his hand on Axel’s chest and felt a heartbeat.
And finally, Yours and Mine. This was actually inspired by a playlist I found on livejournal called Ashes to Ashes. Lovely music; it fits Axel and Roxas perfectly. *giggles insanely* If there are any mistakes, I blame my beta.
Title: Yours and Mine Summary: Play those songs that tell a story: stories about your life and mine. Rating: It's rated T for teeeeen on Fanfiction.net, so I'm sure that will work just fine here. xD Characters: Axel and Roxas
Yours and Mine
Nobody
Yes, they were Nobodies. He’d heard it all before; they didn’t have hearts so things like feelings and emotions weren’t possible. The Superior would mention it every meeting (before launching into another rant about Kingdom Hearts, to which only Saix listened to), and gods know Roxas had said it a million times. He was very bitter, Roxas, so much so that sometimes Axel just wanted to shake him.
It was only after a rather…explosive battle that Roxas toned it down a bit. Axel had managed to cut the boy down, and while the boy was picking himself up, the red-head had yelled, “The heart pumps blood, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t believe it any more than Roxas did, but seeing the look on the blonde’s face when he lifted a blood-stained hand made him feel a little better.
After that, wherever Axel went, Roxas went too. Axel didn’t mind, not really.
You see, Axel enjoyed Roxas’ company. Whenever the Key of Destiny returned from a mission, Axel would do everything just to get Roxas to sit down and talk.
Axel was sure Roxas enjoyed his company as well, though it was hard to tell. Roxas was rough: stubborn, a fighter with a harsh (or sarcastic…depends on who XIII was talking to) attitude. Despite this, Roxas also had innocence about him. He was young: he liked to watch sunsets and eat ice-cream.
Axel was very fond of both sides of his Roxie.
Because when he was with Roxas, he felt different. Whole, perhaps you can say. Complete.
When Axel was with Roxas, he was Axel. Not VIII, not Flurry of Dancing Flames. Just Axel.
I’m nobody without you, buddy.
xxx
It Doesn’t Matter
When Roxas left, Axel was sure a part of him left with the blonde.
The idea made him groan. It sounded like one of those chick-flicks: boy meet girl, girl falls in love, boy leaves, girl becomes depressed, boy returns and blahblahblahtrueloveblah.
Thing was…when Roxas left, he left for good. There was the possibility that he’d be killed if he ever returned. (And besides, Axel certainly wasn’t a teenage girl, and it couldn’t be considered true love when they didn’t have hearts…)
Axel was certain about one thing: Roxas wasn’t planning on coming back. It didn’t matter that he was betraying the Organization, leaving Axel—none of it did. (Or perhaps it did. Maybe Roxas was silently asking Axel to plead with him, beg him to stay. Axel doesn’t beg, however…) Roxas wanted answers.
And he was going to get them.
He’d been kept in the dark for far too long. Locked in a cage, unable to question his origins, his memories of his Somebody. Now that he was free, Axel didn’t know where he was going.
Axel did know he had a very bad feeling about it. But he supposed it didn’t matter. Roxas was gone and whatever happened, Axel hoped the roads they were traveling on crossed paths again.
If you’ve made up your mind to go, I won’t beg you to stay.
xxx
Shadowman
After the dreams started, Roxas could tell that things were not fine. Not fine at all.
It all started with the dreams, then the men in black arrived, and then it all went down the friggin hill.
He hadn’t remembered Axel, of course. DiZ made sure of that. Roxas had found it downright frightening to see the tall red-head, and he tried to ignore the look of pain that had crossed that face before those green eyes narrowed in anger. How was this his fault, anyway?
Roxas was confused. He dreamed of somebody that wasn’t him, but it was him (how strange…) and this red-head made his heart ache (what heart?) and his brain struggled to remember his forgotten memories (but he remembered everything perfectly fine!).
Watching the sunset was no longer enjoyable as he felt that somebody should be watching it with him (weren’t Pence, Olette and Hayner there? He’d argued…).
And then there was Namine and her talk about things Roxas had long forgotten but desperately wanted to remember. Then remembering, but not really remembering.
In the end, the red-head had disappeared, and Roxas wished he had taken him with him.
If you’re coming down to rescue me, now would be perfect.
xxx
Breathe Into Me
When Roxas discovered the truth, he left, refusing to listen to Axel when he said he would be destroyed. Roxas knew that, but he didn’t care.
In the end, he didn’t get any answers. Not really. Sora was his Somebody. Roxas wasn’t meant to exist—Sora was. He disappeared. He would survive (could you call it that, though, if he couldn’t breathe?) within Sora.
When Roxas was put into Twilight Town, he’d forgotten the Organization, his old life…Axel. When he merged with Sora, he remembered. Slowly…but he remembered. With each new face, he remembered the missions, the people, the feeling. (They didn’t have hearts—they don’t have feelings!)
When Sora and Axel battled the Dusks, Roxas was there, hovering on the edge of Sora’s mind. He desperately wished he could have his own body to control. Perhaps then, if he was there (alive, existing; not just a spirit, a thought…) things would have been different. He could have fought.
Roxas could feel it, though, despite the fact that he really wasn't there. Axel’s power, his very life, caressed Sora’s skin, and through him…Roxas.
In the end, Roxas went deeper into Sora’s mind, wishing Axel hadn’t been such an idiot but loving him all the same.
And this is how I disappear when I throw myself away.
xxx
Shot
Axel did not love Sora. He liked him well enough, sure. Sora was just a bit to hyper and happy and, well…not Roxas. They looked a like, Axel would give you that. If Axel stared at him long enough, he could have sworn he saw Roxas looking back at him. It was the eyes: the same blue. The color of the sky. Sora's were open, where Roxas' has been hard as stone, but they were the same.
But it was not Roxas, and that hurt.
As they battled the Dusks, it was Roxas who was fighting beside him. Or at least…it felt that way. When he looked, it was Sora. They had similar fighting styles, though that wasn’t a surprise. Roxas was Sora and Sora was Roxas. (When Axel moved like this—Sora moved like that.)
As they battled Dusks, Axel decided he was going to protect them. They were young (Sora, he told himself. Sora was young. Sora deserved to live…).
He sacrificed himself because he wanted to protect Sora, because Sora reminded him of Roxas, and Roxas was the one that made him feel like he had a heart (If that wasn’t love, Axel was going to be very, very mad…).
He was an idiot, but he was sure Roxas loved him anyway.
I won’t let them touch you, I love you.
xxx
I Will Remember You
Axel remembered, Roxas forgot: that’s how it was. So it was only natural when they got their second chance that Axel remembered and…Roxas didn’t. Axel knew for as long as he could remember. As a baby, his mother had told him, the sound of a beating heart comforted him no matter what had caused him to be upset.
He met Roxas when he was a freshman in college. Roxas was seventeen and still in High School, though threatening to drop out, completely clueless about Heartless and Nobodies. His new enemy was homework and tests.
When they finally got together (after many failed attempts on the red-head’s part and many, many insults on the blonde's) it was like everything had fallen into place.
Everything, it seemed, except for Roxas’ memories.
He convinced the blonde to stay in school: he graduated nearly top of his class. He helped him buy his first car: a very beat up looking van that looked like it belonged in the junk yard, but Roxas loved it, much to Axel’s carnage…
Axel tried to ignore the fact that he knew and Roxas didn’t, and he got on with his life. He dated Roxas for nearly a year before he let the question slip.
It had been at dinner one night. “Do you remember?” He hadn't bothered to explain.
Roxas had paused with his slice of pizza half way to his mouth, silent for what seemed like forever, before he'd finally smirked.
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
Axel wasn’t sure if that was a yes or not, but either way…he didn’t suppose it mattered. They’d gotten their second chance, hadn’t they?
Remember the good times that we had.
-- Edited by Riku on Monday 29th of June 2009 09:18:29 PM
Well I'll agree that line is quite perfect. Axel and Roxas have an awkward friendship but then again, I've played 358/2 and I see why it's so awkward ^^;;
