I know that this story isn't going by the game, but I wanted my own little take on how Roxas and Axel meet. Roxas and Axel are probably two of my favorites in Kingdom Hearts, so I made this in honor of them.

As I stand here in front of the mirror, there’s somebody looking back. He’s got a blank expression on his face. No strand of joy is showing, nor happiness is visible in those crystal blue eyes of his. It’s like he’s trying to find an answer. Any answer, really. As long as some confusion can be cleared up, and proof be possible in the unsure life he lives.

I sometimes forget that’s me looking back at myself. Why? I’m not really sure. It just seems like it’s somebody else in my reflection. Confusion is something that has always been present in my life for as long as I remember. My life has been one long question that nobody seems to have the answer.

It’s a miserable feeling as I walk down the streets of Twilight Town, looking at people who’s faces are filled with pride and joy. They love their lives. I can tell by the smiles, laughter, and their eyes. But me? Well, I can’t say I love my life, but I don’t particularly hate it either. I’m here, that’s all. In a way, these people look normal. Maybe that’s why I can’t relate to them, because I don’t feel normal. I’m different from these people and I realize that. But I don’t really know what makes me different, that’s the problem. Like I said, it’s all just a confusing mess, which so happens to be called my life.

I walk up the steps leading to the train station. The train station and the clock tower are places I like to go when I want to be by myself and away from other people. That’s the way I was feeling right now. I’ve grown used to this feeling now it seems to happen more often. Like a daily routine or something. I guess I’d rather think then actually talk and communicate with people. That’s just who I am. Walking up the steps, I can easily hear the trains arriving and then departing again with a new land of passengers off to a new destination. Maybe another world perhaps? I closed my eyes at the thought, trying to shut off my mind from the idea of other worlds. I hated to think about that. If there I was being lied to all my life, therefore, add more unwanted and unneeded confusion.

Reaching the top of the stairs, I opened my eyes to the setting sun. At first, I thought I was seeing things as I looked at a man before me, standing by the railing. My eyes focused on him, and I realized he was real and not a hallucination. This man had his back to me, simply just staring out into the world. He was wearing a black long coat type garb, with black boots, and black gloves. It almost seemed as a type of uniform. What really striked me as odd, was his hair. His hair was kind of long and really spiky, it was a striking red color too. It reminded me of fire in a strange way. I’ve never seen this man before, so I figured I should just turn around and head back.

Before I could do so, the mysterious man sensed my presence and turned around to look at me. I was caught off guard by his piercing emerald eyes, and it was like I was frozen to the spot, not able to move in his piercing glare. But as I gazed at him, I noticed his fierce glare turn into a look of surprise and astonishment. The surprised look on his face then faded and his features loosened up to show a look of…relief? Who ever this strange man was, it was like he knew me or met me before. He turned his head away, and darkness enveloped him, making him disappear before my very eyes.

I wish I understood why he looked at me the way he did. And why I felt a sense of loneliness when he left. I didn’t even know that man, so why do I feel like I need to see him again? Turning around, I glanced at the clock on the side of the train station building. Five o’ clock. There’s no point in staying here to wait until that man returns. So, I decided to go back home. I walked down the steps and made my way down the street toward home.

It wouldn’t be until the near future that I would realize that this day would change my life drastically. That by meeting that strange man, a new door was unlocked and opened, and all I had to do was walk through it. That’s what I did.

That night, I had a dream about him. He was with a group of people like him. They were all wearing the same black uniform, with the hoods up to hide their faces. Even I was wearing one of those uniforms and I carried these two weapons in each hand. In this dream, I remember looking into a mirror and I saw another boy, not me. I knew he was a different person. When I looked at him, the name “Sora” came to mind. I don’t know why that was. The man with the red hair said something to me, but I couldn’t hear what he said to me. That was the moment I woke up.

I couldn’t help but think that maybe that man might have some answers to my questions. Getting out of bed, I decided to go to the clock tower and maybe…just maybe, see him again and get the opportunity to ask him questions that I felt he had the answers to. I headed outside and walked toward the clock tower. The morning sun was warm on my back, and a slight summer breeze swept through my hair. I made it to the clock tower and sat down in front of one of the clock faces. Sitting there, I felt calm and peaceful. I enjoyed spending my time relaxing there. Now, I wished that man would show up. I ended up dowsing off for a couple of hours.

When I woke up I glanced over and caught a glimpse of the mysterious man in black. He was leaning up against the clock face, his arms folded across his chest. Suddenly, he looked down at me with those emerald eyes. I quickly sat up, I felt uncomfortable with him looking at me like that.
“Do you remember me, Roxas?”
“How do you know my name? I never met you before.”
When I said that, something about his face changed. He looked saddened by the fact that I couldn’t remember him.
“Am I supposed to know you?”
“I hoped you would…”
For some reason I felt guilty for telling him that, like maybe I should know who he is.
“I’m sorry, but yesterday was the first time seeing you.”

I stood up slowly. Now I wasn’t sure about anything anymore, I just didn’t know what to do. How come I should know this man? But maybe this is just more reason to believe he can give me the answers I seek. Completely by surprise, this mysterious man rushed towards me and grabbed me by the shoulders.
“You have to remember me!”
He started to shake me by the shoulders, like an attempt to maybe jog my memory some way. I tried to tell him to stop, but he continued to interrogate me with a rampage of questions that I couldn’t answer.
“Please tell me that you remember me, Roxas! Its me…Axel…You have to remember me…”
I wish that I could tell him that I did. He was desperate for answers, just like me.
“I spent all this time trying to find you again. Then when I do, you don’t remember me or what life you used to live…”
Axel hung his head, looking at the ground.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what your talking about. But I think you have some answers that I want. That’s the reason I came here.”
“We were best friends.”
Axel lifted his head to look at me. I noticed tears start to form in his eyes.
“you were apart of Organization XIII. I can’t tell you why you’re here. I couldn’t stand to see you leave, Roxas. But now I think it’s better that you’re here and that you don’t remember what happened…”
Tears were streaming down his face.
“I don’t want you to be hurt anymore. Being here, you’ll be happier…that’s what I want…”
Axel’s arms wrapped around my body, hugging me.

In that instance, I felt a friendship and an undying bond between us. He was telling me the truth. True, I didn’t remember him or any of what happened, but I felt like he was my best friend. A sudden impact of longing hit me instantly right then.

Axel pulled away, and wiped away the tears with his sleeve.
“Maybe I will never remember everything, but thanks for telling me. I feel that you are my friend, even though I don’t remember you…”
Axel gave a little smile.
“I’m glad to hear that, but I should get going now.”
He started to walk away. I didn’t want him to leave right then, not yet. So, I grabbed a hold of his arm, making him stop.
“Before you go…How about some sea salt ice cream?”
“Yeah.”
We sat with our backs toward the clock face as we watched the sun set before us, while we ate our ice cream.

Finishing up my ice cream, I knew that Axel would be leaving soon. I didn’t want him to go though…
“Okay, I have to go now, Roxas.”
We both stood up and looked at each other.
“I don’t know when I’m going to see you again. I’m glad that I got to see you…Roxas, I’m going to tell you something because you deserve to know. You’re a Nobody, just like me. I know I don’t have a heart, but when I’m with you, it’s like I do…Thank you for that…”
Axel was enveloped with darkness like before, and vanished before me.

Nobody? I didn’t know what he meant by that. A tear fell down my face.
“Thank you…Axel…”

As I stand here in front of the mirror, there’s somebody looking back. He’s got a relieved expression on his face. No strand of hate is showing, nor pain is visible in those crystal blue eyes of his. It’s like he’s found the answer to his question.

I look at myself, I’m feeling joy. Actual joy.

Thank you for that.

Fiction: 04/01/09 | Posted By: xXDamnationXx | 3 comments | Kingdom Hearts