Slight BL Warning On This One Folks!

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Black boots echoed the footfalls of a tall black cloaked man, his crimson head lowered in a way that cried defeat. He trudged through the polished marble hall slowly, contemplating what his next move should be. He felt betrayed and distraught, why would one almost the same as himself have done this to him. Breaking this promise was inexcusable. His boots scuffed the floor as he walked, but suddenly he stopped in front of a man not much shorter than himself, with a black hood hiding his features. The mans voice was cold and harsh like arctic moons, “The superior warned you about not bringing him back again.” Axel groaned and stared at the man. He looked strong despite the fact that his coat was large, it was like you could feel his power emanating from him. The red head shifted his weight onto his other foot and rubbed the back of his head with his right hand “I know.” He began, voice sad with a tinge of impatience, “But I won’t hurt him Saïx.” He warned, voice hardening. The other man sighed and shook his head slowly, pulling back his hood to reveal a long face, framed with equally long blue hair. His eyes were bright shining yellow, like that of an angry cat. But the eyes, no matter how eerie they were, did not strike you as his most distinguishing feature, no. The most easily distinguishing feature about this man was the large pair of scars on his forehead and meeting in between his eyes and continuing onto his cheeks. It formed a large X shape and looked like it had never healed, for it shone red constantly.

Saïx shook his head solemnly, his hair rocking from side to side in his vision, he glared at Axel sternly, “It’s not your choice VIII” He spat the words at the tall man, wondering absently how he could have managed to become such a powerful nobody. That did not matter though, what mattered was that he was able to his job, and if he failed like this it was inexcusable. He glared at Axel as he tried to make excuses, “You know I can’t just take him while Riku is still around!” The other nobody shouted, which was true. Riku was incredibly powerful and he seemed to be attached to Roxas, which wasn’t good. This may have been true but it would not suffice for the superior, Saïx knew this from his own experience. He may not have liked Axel but he didn’t think anyone else deserved the same sort of punishment, he absently ran a finger down his scar, but stopped abruptly. He growled a little and started to walk back towards the castle that never was, “One more chance VIII, one more chance.” He disappeared into the darkness of the marble halls from the courtyard and left the flame headed man alone once more.

The darkness inside the house was harsh, and dense, much more terrifying than regular darkness. The boy stirred restlessly as his dreams were invaded by strange shadowy creatures, speaking strange things and speaking them to him. They seemed to be made of the darkness, but they also seemed to be parallel to it and completely different to it. They seemed to know him and want him back, but he didn’t remember one of them. But a face stood out in the darkness in particular, a face surrounded by deep burning red hair and the most beautiful shining glimmering green eyes he had ever seen. He wanted to be near to them, he wanted to go to them and be held by them forever more. But at the same time he wanted to escape their captivating gaze and return to another pair of twinkling emerald, which were closer to him and less distant. His eyes shot open and he stared at the ceiling, the light was on and the darkness had left his to stay in the dreams. He rolled over and contemplated the dream, but it already seemed blurred and distant, all he could remember properly were those twinkling emerald eyes. He was scanning the room when his eyes shot open wider and he had to do a double take, he had seen them, those amazing green glowing orbs. He rested on where they were and sighed half happily half sadly. They had been the paler eyes of his lover. The blonde boy raised to his feet, blankets dropping to the floor, he heard Riku laughing and he looked down at his naked body. He squeaked loudly and ran up the stairs to his left, “You jerk!” he shouted, laughing as he ran to go get dressed.

Riku collected up the sweat soaked blankets he had lain over his sleeping golden boy and dumped them on the pile of washing up he desperately needed to do. The tall silver haired boy walked back into the living room and sat down solemnly, sighing deeply, he had broken his promise to the red head. But how could he have given up his only chance at having Sora back. But it wasn’t right, Sora had brown hair, not gold. Sora was in there though, you could see it in his eyes and his smile. But he wasn’t Sora, this was Roxas and there was nothing he could do about it. Riku flicked a hand through his long silver locks and looked up at the ceiling, he sighed and stood up, about to head for the kitchen when a voice stopped him, “You said I could have him back.” Riku turned on his heel, he was face to face with the tall skinny red head. The silver hired boy opened his mouth but was cut off, “You promised me, Riku” His voice was a lot harder than he had ever heard it before. Riku raised an arm and poke the flame haired man the chest, and was about to say something again when long fingers closed around his hand and pulled it down to his side. The harsh voice cut him off once more, “I have to take him this time.” He trailed off, all trace of harshness in his voice gone. As the two greens met each other some kind of static seemed to pass between them, a mutual sadness hung in the air, “I don’t want to leave you by yourself Riku” He started, voice softer than before and more understanding. The silver haired boys mind rushed, what did Axel mean, could he go with Roxas, would he be able to return to the place between light and darkness again? Before his mind could stop reeling he could feel something on his face, on his lips. It was another pair of lips, the red heads lips. Riku’s jade eyes widened, staring into the emeralds of the other, as the red heads other long fingers curled around his own hand. He didn’t know what to do, but he knew he didn’t want to pull away, he felt like he wanted more. His mind wanted to stay, and embrace the red head, but his body refused and pulled away from him, as he remembered the golden boy upstairs. Axels mouth opened, to question, to accuse, to shout, neither would find out because as their green eyes met they knew the reason. The golden buy changing upstairs was both of their reason, the pair wanted a part of him each. But neither could be happy while the other was sad.

Roxas pulled on his checkerboard wristband and stared into his reflection, he smiled at himself as he examined each part of his wardrobe from shoes upwards. His eyes met with the reflections and them he looked upwards to the swirls of golden hair, he gasped, for a moment he hadn’t seen his golden hair. He had seen spikes of soft chocolate brown. A name raced through his mind but he didn’t catch it, it seemed like a distant memory of a past life. “Starts with an S” He murmured to himself, he didn’t know the meaning of this but it felt strangely significant. The golden boy shrugged his shoulders awkwardly and skipped down the stairs, his mood bright despite the odd feeling in the air, he got to the bottom and headed for the living room, “Hey Riku is it hot in-“ He paused as he rounded the corner and his eyes locked on a tall scrawny man in a long clack coat. His flaming hair jutted out in layers and reached just below his bony shoulders. Roxas couldn’t see his face because as soon as he had entered the room the man had pulled his hood up over his head, shadowing his face. Riku as standing near him and looked strange, his face was twisted with several emotions all at once, he almost looked pained. The golden boy walked towards him slowly, “Who is this Riku, a friend of yours?” It was with these words he realised he knew barley anything about his boyfriends past. He didn’t let it trouble him for the moment, and just decided to concentrate on the odd man. Riku and the man exchanged a glance before the pair of them turned to look at Roxas, “I missed you so much” The golden boy was confused, eh had seen Riku not moments ago. Before he realised that it wasn’t his silver haired beloved who had spoken, it had been the scrawny looking red head.

Axel sighed, he stared at his long lost love from under the hood and gritted his teeth hopefully, hoping that he didn’t just look like Roxas, that he really was Roxas. He gulped and balled one of his hands into a fist while his other hand grabbed the hood he had only just pulled up and yanked it down, his face was sliced in two by a smile as he gleamed at his golden boy. The boys eyes widened as he stared into the heavily made up emerald eyes, had the message gotten through? His mouth fall slightly ajar and he started to talk slowly, as if he were trying to explain something complex to a toddler, “You’re the eyes from my dream.” Was all he said, as if it was something amazing. But to Axel it was, it meant that he was more than just Roxas look alike, he really was Roxas. Even if he didn’t know what that meant properly yet. He knew it was either now or never. And if never involved becoming a dusk like he thought it did, he wasn’t taking that chance. Axel stretched out his arm to the shorter boy and smiled at him, long fingers uncurling almost as if he were reaching out to touch him. He could almost feel Riku’s eyes on the back of his head, confused and just a little mad. He felt something tighten on his outstretched hand, he grinned, Roxas was his again. With his free hand he reached out into thin air and long black and white vines seemed to emerge from nowhere. The vines snaked around each other and then opened up forming a dark portal. He pulled the golden haired teen closer to him and started towards it, he felt himself speaking the same words he had spoke the first time he had opened the portal for Roxas, “Don’t be afraid.” He didn’t even mean to say it. Just before entering the portal Axel turned his head and smiled at the mopey looking silver haired boy, “What do I have to hold your hand too, you remember how to use the portals, right Ansem?” He lay a lot of emphasis on the last word. But it was true, as Ansem Riku had travelled using dark portals a lot, surely upon returning to his true form he hadn’t lost the ability to use them.

Riku frowned at the name he had used to cover his shame from Sora, he couldn’t figure out what Axel was planning, what was he going to do make Riku an honorary member of Organization XIII? Or would they simply rename themselves Organization XIII and Riku. He decided that right at this moment it didn’t matter, all he wanted to do right now was to be near the two of them. The silver haired boy smirked and walks towards the portal, he still had control over both the light and the dark, to a degree. He was sure he could handle it, “Only if you want to hold my hand, Axel.” He grinned at the pair, they had both seemed to light up when he stepped forwards, as if they had been planning it from the beginning. He felt something on his right hand, once more it was the flame haired teens hand, Riku shook his head and tightened his hand, the three of them stepped into the darkness together.