A'ight. So here goes my attempt at fan-fiction. This is definitely more centered around Akuroku (sorry xD) But for some reason, I felt the need to add in what was happening with Sora. So sorry about ending this thing on a mushy note. Axel can't seem to let go of Roxas, and Roxas can't seem to remember Axel. Broken memories of his past life are haunting him, and Roxas can't remember the meaning until Axel shows it to him... I do plan on adding more chapters. I love (constructive) criticism, guys :D So please, if you read it, tell me what I did good/bad. <3 A broken memory An onyx cloak Those binding promises I forgot we spoke……. They were on a clock tower, looking over the tops of the buildings. The sunset turned everything a marvelous gold, but their spirits refused to be lifted. The blonde one’s shoulders lifted; a sigh. “Yeah…so…I have to go. Sora’s waiting for me.†The redhead’s entire body stiffened. “Yeah, I guess he is…†He took a bite of something. “Whoa! This ice cream really is salty!†The blonde laughed, the hood of his black cloak getting caught in the breeze. He looked at the redhead, Roxas getting a good look at the profile of his face for the first time, and mentally froze at who it was: Himself. “Axel…†His dream-self said, a frown creating a crease between his eyebrows. Axel looked at him, his green eyes positively burning with a hidden emotion. Like a magnet was pulling him, Axel slowly slid forward to the Roxas that wasn’t Roxas, his hand walking up his arm. Roxas watched the scene play out in his head like it was going frame by frame. When their faces were just inches apart, Roxas said, “Goodbye, Axel.†Tears were streaming down his face. Why was he crying?! Axel leaned forward and put his lips on Roxas’s, whispering against them, “Goodbye…partner.†Then he threw himself into a passionate kiss, his hands knotting in Roxas’s hair. They stayed like that until Roxas was gone, and a tear hit the ground with an audible splash. One lone tear strayed down Axel’s cheek before he stood, threw down his chakrams, and jumped off the clock tower… Two seconds. His cloak was billowing out behind him, his arms spread out like wings. Four seconds. He took a deep inhale of breath, reveling in this almost-there feeling of recklessness. Six seconds. His toe touched the ground……. Roxas awoke with a shout, panting heavily. His tee shirt stuck to his chest, and the fan was setting a chill against his skin. He ran a couple fingers through his hair, thinking… Who was that man? He shivered, a chill touching him that had nothing to do with the noisy fan. He got up and peeled off his shirt, wiping his face with it afterwards. His chest was still heaving in and out when he got to the mirror. He looked awful… His skin was pale, perhaps even a bit green tinted. His flannel pajama pants were sticking to his body in uncomfortable places. His chest rose and fell much quicker than it was supposed to. A cold sweat made his skin glisten in the moonlight coming from the window. For just a fraction of a second, he thought he saw a pair of green eyes in the mirror. He turned quickly, his eyes wide, but there was no one there. And then… “Roxas…†Someone whispered in his ear. “We made a promise, remember?†Roxas shivered as a pair of hands grasped his hips. A rush of broken memories flowed into his brain… The clock tower. In the mansion The alleyway. Axel’s death—he gasped and turned around as fast as he could. There was no one there. .He let out a furious yell, his fists balling up. This was getting beyond ridiculous. “Too right,†the voice said. Roxas reached out with his hand and grabbed something—fabric—before he turned around completely. He ripped the fabric towards him and it came away in shredded pieces. When his eyes finally lit upon the area he had grabbed so recklessly, he gasped. He had finally caught him. Axel had a hand on his chest, breathing slightly harder than normal. His chest and stomach muscles were covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His crimson spikes were in disarray. But his green eyes were still burning with intensity on a level that Roxas couldn’t begin to understand. “Axel…†He began, not quite sure what to say. Axel’s face twisted pitifully, and he straightened up, folding his arms around his chest. Why do I feel so exposed… he wondered. “You’ve forgotten about me,†he whispered. Roxas sighed, his fingers clutching his pajama pants in shock. “It’s coming back to me,†he said dryly, letting go of his pants to wrap his arms around his chest. “I’m starting to avoid being solid.†A look of pure pain crossed over Axel’s face. “You really…don’t remember, do you?†Roxas looked straight into those emerald eyes, searching. “What am I not remembering?†Wow, meeting your somebody really does change things, Axel thought with a twinge of his heart. He opened a portal to the side of him without breaking his eye contact with Roxas, pulling something black from it. “Put it on,†he said, eyes drifting to Roxas’ bare stomach muscles. He threw the fabric at him. Something tugged at Roxas’ mind when his fingers touched the fabric…perhaps a forgotten memory? He pulled his arms through it, not quite sure why he was feeling so trusting of this…Axel. As soon as he pulled up the zipper, it was like an electric shock. All of everything came back to him for good, the memories pouring in like they hadn’t been gone… ** Sora awoke with a start, making a strained noise in his throat. Kairi stirred beside him in the bed, groaning a little as she fluttered her eyes open. “Sora? What’s wrong? Did the twins wake up?†He shook his head at her. “It’s Roxas.†Kairi’s blue eyes were thick with sleep and confusion. “Huh?†She asked, her voice cracking a little with exhaustion. “Axel…came to find him. He got caught this time.†This snapped Kairi into being fully awake, for the part of her heart that Namine occupied was instantly worried. Somewhere in the house, a baby started crying, wiping away all fears of the current situation. Kairi got out of bed, pulling down the corners of her nightie in modesty. Sora got out of bed as well, wrapping his arms around her waist to slow her down. “It’s alright, babe. I got it.†She turned in his arms to face him, looking deep into his eyes. “Are you sure?†She asked, her eyebrows furrowing her pretty face. He smiled at her and nodded, then placed a peck on her lips and pulled away, grabbing a bottle from the bottle warmer on the desk. Kairi crawled back under the covers as Sora closed the door behind him. As he entered the nursery, he noticed that it was Minnie that was crying, her plump pink lips stretched in an O shape and her tiny fists balled up tight. He pulled her out of the crib, smoothing over her auburn hair and swaying slightly. She opened her beautiful blue eyes (Namine’s eyes) once, her cries slowly dying down. Sora fed the bottle into her mouth slowly, tipping it up. As soon as the milk hit her tongue, she relaxed. When the bottle was only half empty, she drifted back to sleep with a soft yawn. Sora put the bottle down, but instead of putting Minnie back in her crib, he sat down in the rocking chair with her. He held her just a bit closer to his chest. Babies were a wonderful gift, to be sure, and Mickey and Minnie were some of the best. Mickey had Sora’s bright blue eyes and his brown hair. Minnie had Kairi’s hair, but Namine’s eyes. Both were very easygoing, but they still weren’t sleeping through the night yet. Minnie’s chest rose and fell, her tiny breaths indenting the silence. Sora looked down at her, pride filling his heart to the point of bursting—he had made this little wonder! It seemed almost impossible that he had finally defeated the Organization (save for Axel, who just refused to leave), and was now free of obligation. And now that him and Kairi were settled, they had two absolutely precious children that they loved with all of their hearts. He sniffed, wiping the moisture from under his eyes with one finger. He sat like that with his daughter until morning. He woke up slowly, yawning at the sunlight pouring through a crack in the curtains. I must have dozed off, he realized. His gaze trailed down to his lap, where Minnie was still sleeping. He let out a small sigh of relief and ran his hand over her hair, reveling in the soft feel. Not even a chick’s first down is softer than a newborn’s hair. Suddenly Minnie’s breath caught, and she yawned, her eyelids fluttering open. Her eyelashes brushed against her cheekbones every time she closed her eyes. He smiled at her, and her eyes lit up. He moved a hand to adjust her onesie, but she pulled up her hand and grasped his index finger with her hand. He gaped at her, and then at her tiny hand, and then after a couple seconds of pure, innocent silence, he wept aloud. He pulled her onto his chest and hugged her as tight as her size and fragility allowed, burying his nose in her neck. As the sun finally pulled itself all the way over the horizon, Mickey began to wake up. Sora heard his tiny yawn and stepped over to the crib, taking him in his arms also. Both of his children yawned, their eyelashes fluttering. The nursery door opened, and Kairi stepped int the room, her slippers brushing against the carpet. She wrapped an arm around Sora’s waist, using the other to open the curtain. The ocean waves brushed against the shore…. ** Axel brushed a hand against his cheek. “Don’t pretend you could ever forget about me,†he said softly. And then, the room was dancing with flames….
That was really well done. Although, at some parts, there should have been quotation marks. But overall it was good, I'm really enjoying the plot. It's all flowing well. Keep it up, Arcantress.
Omg, I wrote a little bit more. Non-Lemon version .___. “Axel!” Roxas cried, “Please don’t do this…” Axel grinned at him maliciously and ripped open the cloak. Roxas shuddered as the cold air hit his chest. Axel laughed. “Is it too cold for you, Roxas?” The flames shot up to lick the ceiling. Roxas cried out in pain as Axel laid a hot hand on his neck. “Axel…don’t…” he moaned, but Axel was beyond listening. “Didn’t I tell you you’d be screaming my name later, Roxas?” He asked, his grin broadening. “Well, scream.” He dug his nails into Roxas’s neck as deep as he could. Roxas screamed, the fire burning its way through his smaller veins, ripping apart things that should have been kept intact inside him. Axel knelt down on top of him, straddling his torso. He leaned down to his head and placed a firm kiss on his lips, and then he was gone, leaving Roxas screaming for no one to hear.
Oh! Thank you! :D I'll put up a bit more later; this is all I had that I've gone through and re-written. Some of my stuff that I have saved is still un-edited.
