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YouxAxel

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Falling through thick darkness, my very being was being diminished within moments. The darkness clung to me as if stripping the light away from my heart. People are balanced with just enough light and darkness. Once this is out of balance, the unfortunate individual will be consumed by their own evil. Those who have too much light can wield a key-blade. They are pure and kind at heart and want to help others; however, there are few who have obtained such substantial powers to wield the key-blade. The thoughts flow through my mind like running water trying to escape its current path, but it is forced with direction. A voice called to me, each time a little louder.

My heavy, sleep-deprived, eyelids opened slowly. At first things were blurry, I rubbed my eyes sleepily. Looking around, I had no idea where I was.  
 
"This isn't home," I sadly concluded.
 
"Of course it isn't, you're in the World That Never Was," a young man with spiky red hair replied. He revealed himself from the ominous shadows that were casted from the buildings. His peculiar emerald green eyes fascinated me. There were two distinctive purple teardrops under his mesmerizing eyes. I studied his face intently.
 
"The World That Never Was," I softly mumbled. I scanned my surroundings again. The dark, barren streets appeared ominous and cold. The next thing I knew, was the man scooping me up in his strong arms.
 
"I'm Axel, A-X-E-L got it memorized," Axel grinned.
 
"Axel, I'm ______," I mimicked and exchanged my name in return.  
 
"Where did you come from _____-chan," he finally asked. The answer was on the tip of my tongue, but couldn't quite remember. Nothing flowed into my mind, my eyes widened. I had forgotten everything but my name. Not knowing where I came from scared me.  
 
"I can't remember," I finally answered him sadly.

"How can you not remember," he asked with a flabbergasted expression plastered on his face.

"I sound like such an idiot," I could feel the tears racing to the corner of my eyes.

"Hey I'm sorry. Heh this kinda reminds me of the time I found Roxas. He could barely speak, let alone remember my name," Axel soothed me.

Somehow being in his arms comforted me. His warm, reassuring, strong arms wrapped around me felt just right, I sighed contently. He started walking briskly.
 
"You look familiar. Are you sure we haven't met," Axel inquired suddenly.
 
"Nope, never saw a clown with red hair in my life," I joked.
He shifted me to one arm, while combing through his hair with a free hand.
 
"Hey watch the hair! Do you know how long it takes me to put it up in the morning?"
 
"Uhhh," I didn't have a clue. A blank expression spread across my face.
 
"No time at all, cause I'm just that cool," he smirked. I giggled at his sense of humor.
 
"Where are you taking me," I questioned. Axel opened a dark portal of some sort.
 
"Well, you have no place to go. The organization is boring, so you're gonna be my dirty little secret," he explained charismatically.
 
"You're in an organization?"
 
"Yep Organization XIII, I'm number 8," he told me proudly.
The whole scenario felt like a strange dream to me. None of this could be real, I hoped to immediately wake up from this dream; however, nothing happened and I was still in the man's arms.  
 
 Was it all right to go with Axel? It was a risk I had to take, plus I had no clue where I was. I don't even know how to defend myself from the darkness that lurked in the World That Never Was.
 
The dark vortex led into a dry, warm, yet small room. I assumed it was his room from the looks of it: dirty clothes on the floor, the half eaten bag of potato chips, and pop cans tossed in a corner. It was a typical boy's room all right. He placed me down on the fluffy bed. We exchanged curious looks. His piercing green eyes were wordlessly questioning me.
 
"You remind me of someone in my Somebody's life. Are you their nobody," he finally verbalized, instead of asking me with his hinting eyes.
 
"A Nobody?" Everything was new, placing my hand over my heart, I heard it beating faster by the moment. My heartbeat grounded me to reality.
 
"What did he mean by a nobody," I pondered.
 
"What are you doing," he tilted his head in confusion.  
 
"I don't know what you mean by a nobody, but I'm still alive my heart is still beating," I answered softly. I expected him to laugh, but he didn't. His dumbfounded look surprised me. I instantly looked away, the embarrassment was killing me.
 
"How do you feel," he inquired, as he read my strained expression.

"I feel so stupid! I'm embarrassed that I forgot where I lived! I don't know what to feel right now," I responded without looking him directly in the eyes.
 
"Your fall to the ground must have given you amnesia. It's all right, don't feel stupid. There are other things to worry about. Just leave everything to me," he reassured.
 
"You must be starved, want anything to eat," he quickly changed the subject.

 He then shook his head in disbelief, almost as if he expected me to be someone else,
"I'm the stupid one there's no way you could be the reincarnation, the years wouldn't add up." I could see he was disheartened.
 
"What's a nobody exactly?"
 
"A being that doesn't posess a heart to feel emotions. We are merely the empty shells of people who lost their heart to the darkness," he replied coldly.
 
"How do you know about nobodies?" 
 
"Isn't it obvious," he wittily said, as he pardoned himself to leave, "I'll be back."
 
After he left, I thought about how it must feel to not have any happiness, anger or sadness. Those emotions are what make people unique. Somehow people are granted different doses of each emotion. Some people are optimistic and happy-go-lucky, while others are sad, easily hurt and depressed. Accordingly, there are those angry pessimistic people who are often misunderstood. Combining those qualities together equally make a neutral person. These feelings even affect people's personalities and create the spitting image them as a person.
 
How could Axel not feel? He seemed very real and full of energy. I realized how difficult it must be without emotions. He returned with a water and a bag of my favorite chips. I sheepishly took them.

"A person with no emotions," I murmured while I hid my face.

"Yep, I wouldn't worry about it too much. Nobodies are nothing to begin with," Axel said.

I had lost my appetite, to think for a moment.

"That's not true," I looked up.

"What makes you say that," he smirked in a ridiculing manner.

"You may be an empty shell of your somebody; however, this doesn't mean you don't make a difference in someone's life. Your existence is empty to the eyes of those who are ignorant. They don't value those who are unique. Those who are ignorant lack information. You are living, you are breathing, and you are thinking, just because you are different doesn't mean you are truly nothing. You mean something in my eyes."

Even if I had forgotten about home, my friends, and my family, my kindness was a part of me that gave me a comforting feeling. There was an awkward silence.

"You're strange," he shook his head in skepticism and drove his palm into his forehead.

I payed no attention to his answer, because I knew I was right in my heart. Opening the bag, the 'poof' sound surprised me. It had been awhile since I had chips. I slowly selected a potato chip and picked it up daintily. Before the crispy chip reached my mouth, Axel took the bag from me.

"You're hopeless," he even took the chip out of my hand, "now say 'ahhh.'"

I imitated his actions and said, "Ahhhh." The chip flew into my mouth quickly.

"See don't inspect your food just eat it," he teased with a smile. He handed the bag of potato chips back to me. He opened up another portal.

"Wait! What is that! I felt weak passing through it," I cried out to him.

"A corridor of darkness, I forgot hearts fall weak when passing though them. I apologize _____-chan," Axel said this with no remorse. When he left all was quiet.

"I have so much to ask! What am I doing here? Where will I sleep? How will I get home," the fear finally hit me like a brick wall. Not knowing this information scared me.
My heart felt like it was suffocating in the small room. I fell weak and collapsed to the floor. The anxiety, the stress, and the antagonizing-excruciating pain from my throbbing heart made things worse. I was all alone in this world, the worst pain of all was my loneliness. I couldn't help but to feel tired, and vulnerable. The sweet lullaby of sleep put a spell on me. My eyes closed tightly. It didn't matter if I laid on the floor, there was no one in the world that could comfort me. My warm tears tried to nurture and tend to my sad, broken, cold face. They kissed whatever of my cheeks they could, then they abandoned my face and onto the floor. I came to the utter realization that I missed him.

Sometime later when my tears grew tired of consoling me, they ceased knowing their efforts were futile. I remained on the cold floor. My fatigued eyes remained shut from the piercing unbearable light. The back of my head felt jolts from intense headache. The headache poked and teased my sadness. I felt sticky like I was being baked in an oven. The heat was almost unbearable, or was it just me? Sweat started to collect on my forehead. Consequently, something warm touched my forehead and combed through my hair in a loving manner. My face unbuckled, and I relaxed my forlorn face.

"Who is it," I wearily thought.

"Wow you're burning up," the warm hand was removed from my forehead.

"Axel you came back," I sleepily opened my eyes.

"Of course I'd come back. What are you doing on the floor? You got yourself sick _____-chan," he reprimanded me.

"Why does it matter," I sadly mumbled under my breath.

"Pfft, you're such a hypocrite. Because you 'mean something in my eyes'," he quoted me in his own dialect. He placed me on his bed and situated the pillows to my liking. Once this was done, he quickly picked up his room and cleaned.

"How can you say that," I shot back.

"Hey I may not know you, but I know a good person when I see one. You have no place to stay, so why not here? But cha' gotta keep quiet remember? You're my dirty little secret," he turned to me and winked when he was finished cleaning.

"My head...it's pounding," I covered my eyes with my hands in pain.

"That's because you were laying on the floor remember? You've got a fever too."
It hurt before but not like it did at the moment. Everything was back to a blur.

"Hang on," Axel left and shortly returned with water, cool-cloth, and some medicine.

"Don't come near me, or you'll get sick too," I warned with every step he took.

"I don't care. Can you swallow?"

"What's that supposed to mean," I madly blushed at the sudden question.

He took out two tablets from the bottle and popped them into his mouth. Accordingly after drinking some water, I gave him a strange look. Axel wasn't sick.

He never swallowed, instead he tipped my head and kissed me. It wasn't only a kiss but he got me to take the medicine as well. Sly move on his part. I expected him to have terrible breath or food left behind, but there wasn't. He lustfully continued on, even after I took the medicine. I didn't know how to react in the midst of all of this, since I wasn't feeling well. His hunger for a longer kiss made me feel overwhelmed. When I gave up wondering why he was doing this, he stopped. The blush never ceased, and I felt warmer. Was it because I was blushing or my fever?

"That was easier than I expected," he wiped the spit that formed in the corner of my mouth in a nurturing way.

"You kissed me," I cried.

"No, your logic is flawed! I got you to take your medicine silly," he grinned.

"Stop teasing me," I wailed, now my ears felt warm.

"Keep it down," he covered my mouth quickly. I remembered and nodded.

"The kiss was so instant, but it felt like it was normal," I said to myself.

"See familiar right? There's something about you I knew all along," our eyes locked for a moment. He was right. Did fate bring the two of us together?
There was a knock at the door. To be continued...
This is Axel's fanfiction part 1... of 2 in the morning here i just gotta finish up... the continuation is longer if you wish to continue on
I DO NOT own any Kingdom Hearts characters they belong to Square Enix. I just wrote the fanfiction and drew the picture.
youxaxel continuation: [link]
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