"Let's meet again in the next life..."

"Yeah...I'll be waiting."

 

This is a 1x1 RP with the talents of Zexion/Ienzo and me, VenRoxKH.

 

NO ONE ELSE MAY POST BESIDES US.

 

But, feel free to stalk us.

 

I don't really have any rules, since language is totally variable. It makes the RP have more feeling.

 

TAKE IT AWAY Zexion/Ienzo!

(Already did xDDD)

 

Roxas inhaled sharply, holding Axel's hands back as they were pinned into the covers. As his eyes went hazy and half-lidded he vaguely recalled from Axel's list what kissing the neck meant. Axel wanted him. And for all Roxas knew, this exhilarating feeling shooting through him meant he wanted him to. Why? He wasn't sure. But he had a feeling he'd find out as he tilted his head to offer more skin, spreading his legs just a bit.

 

"A-Ax-el?"

 

(I feel as though we should continue this in a PM unless Axel snaps out of it )

(lulz he has to stop because they can't do it right after they're together )

 

Axel was subconsciously removing Roxas leather jacket, trying to expose as much skin as possible. He was sure he could do anything to Roxas and Roxas would always agree. Still, he couldn't help but feel that it wasn't the right time. Not yet, anyway. As much as he was dying and aching to do this, he considered this state a bond. A bond that would never be broken.

 

He kissed Roxas long and hard one last time before getting up and reaching for the door.

"Not now, Roxas. But, soon. I promise."

( True, true?)

 

Roxas blinked, looking at Axel confused. What...what just happened? Hesitantly he sat up and zipped up his coat, noting how visible the love bites on his neck were. He didn't know what was happening but if Axel needed to stop then...then he guessed it was okay. But as he inhaled, he couldn't helpbut roll his eyes.

 

"They aren't idiots you know," He teased, running his fingers through his hair. "The members will only have to smell me to know you were doingsomething to me?"

Axel smiled an rolled his eyes. "Like any of those old men and a blonde bitch could care. Demyx and Zexion are the ones who would actually take a double take if they saw your neck." Axel laughed as he pulled Roxas into the hallways, holding his hand all the while. He liked being with Roxas so much it was unexplainable.

 

"Oh, and if someone mentions the word 'virginity', just walk away, Roxas. Walk away."

Roxas laughed a bit before pausing and looking up at Axel sullenly. At the mention of the others he frowned, looking at the red head in disbelief.

 

"Zexion died. So did Larxene, remember? Castle Oblivion." He stated simply, a blank look on his face as he stopped walking. How could Axel forget that?

(HOSHI. I forgot )

 

Axel's eyebrow furrowed. "Oh. Right. Must've slipped my mind." He had hoped that Roxas didn't find out about what Axel done or about his business there.

 

Or Sora.

 

He shook his head and looked back at Roxas. He kissed him lightly on the cheek before saying, "I guess it sliped my mind because I have other things to worry and care about."

Roxas raised an eyebrow, debating on whether he was lying or not. If someone like that could slip Axel's mind...did that mean there was a chance he could ever forget about him? Roxas shifted uncomfortably and nodded, putting on a forced smile.

 

"Yeah, I guess you do huh?"

 

(Fail post is fail )

Axel smiled at Roxas when he pulled back. He looked into Roxas' eyes and there was a bit of strain inside of him. Even with tht smile he had on, there was no mistaking it. Axel immediately let go of Roxas' hand and stopped. He crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows. No way Roxas was going to start keeping secrets.

 

"What?"

 

(GAH. I NEED FOOD~)

Roxas blinked, attempting to hide his worry.

 

"What do you mean 'what'? I'm fine." He lied, pouted as he mimicked Axel's stance and leaned against the white walls of the everlasting corridor. He refused to look anywhere else but at Axel, though not focusing on his eyes, though it looked like he was. He couldn't bring himself to look at them directly. Axel could read him to well...

Axel frowned. There was no way that little kid was gonna keep secrets from HIM. He walked towards Roxas and kneeled down, placing a hand on te blonde's forehead. He removed the locks of hair that were covering his face and focused on him. He noticed that Roxas wasn't looking at him in the eye, which meant...

 

"You're hiding something. I hate secrets, so spill."

Roxas flinched from the touch and bit his lip, looking to the side. What was he supposed to say? I'm sorry but I feel like you could forget about me at any second, no matter when or where? No way. That just seemed...to clingy maybe.

 

"It's nothing Axel..." He muttered, attempting to move away from the red-head. "I was just thinking is all." He lied, flipping his hair out of his eyes, though the blond bags slid back over Axel's hand nonetheless.

Axel retreated his hand but the expression on his far didn't change. Why was Roxas acting like this? He decided not to stay on the subject and drop it. Axel turned his back to Roxas and looked down.

 

"Guess we better go do our missions then." he stated rather coldly.

 

He walked off. Not caring if Roxas followed.

(D: Axel! Is that anyway to treat a boy you practically had---never mind )

 

Roxas looked after him, "hurt" by his cold tone and somewhat cruel actions. He hadn't even taken a hold of his hand again. Glaring at the back of Axel's head, Roxas turned in the opposite direction and walked away, seeking someone else out. Before so, he turned around half-way and looked regretfully at Axel's retreating figure and ran, not caring if he heard, and went down several hallways before he reached his destination; Number Nine's Room.

Axel heard quick footsteps and his head shot up. But he just growled and continued to walk.

 

.

.

.

 

In his room, Demyx was barely zipping up his coat, in order to get to work. Or rather, the job of hiding from Sa

Roxas immediately raised his fist to knock at the white door before hesitating. Demyx was sensitive about this topic but...

 

"Demyx! It's Roxas! Open up!" He called, knocking on the door eagerly.

"GAH!" Demyx jumped, making rather loud and unpleasant notes in the process. It hurt his ears. "What a horrible sound." He cringed, hoping to never do that again. Demyx walked towards the door, ready to chew Roxas' head off.

 

"Roxas?! My sitar should NEVER suffer like that! That is why I have the 'silent knocking' rule." He said frowning. However, Demyx couldnt stay mad. He smiled and ruffled Roxas' hair.

Roxas snickered, swatting Demyx's hand away from his tufts of blond hair, smiling gently.

 

"Hey, Dem'. You got a second?" He asked, regaining a bit of a carefree tone. He didn't want to alert the musician before he even got to question him. That would be bad. And wouldn't work in his favor. He was prepared though, for a whole lot of sobbing.

Demyx laughed a little. He noticed Roxas' sad eyes and sighed. He wasn't good at cheering people up. He could only make stupid jokes that made people laugh. Only because they were that stupid. Demyx walked to the couch and sat. He slung his arms over the sides and got as comfortable as possible.

 

"Sure, Rox. What can the Demmeister do fo ya'?" He said, teasingly.

Roxas smiled before hesitating slightly and looking at the blond gently.

 

"Demyx..." He walked over to the teen's bed and sat down on it, looking him straight in the eye. "Do you ever miss Zexion?" He questioned, gripping the inside of his pockets tightly.

Demyx's eyes grew wide. There hasn't been any mention of him since the news of Castle Oblivion. Ever since he heard, he couldn't help but feel there was something missing. Something more than his heart. The void had grown bigger since that day. He just thought it was because of his age as a Nobody...

 

"Dunno but... I guess I do... Why..?"

Roxas looked at him sullenly, leaning back just slightly on Demyx's bed.

 

"Did...did you ever think you loved him or anything?" He said hesitantly realizing how stupid he probably sounded. He was a Nobody asking one of his own kind of he was feeling love. Nobodies couldn't "feel" according to Axel...Axel...Roxas cringed, trying not to think about the red head just yet. Right now he needed to focus on the one in front of him, Demyx.

Demyx looked depressed now. "I don't know Roxas...I honestly don't know... It's not like Nobodies to feel, y'know."

Demyx was laughing at himself on the inside. Why was he talking about this? He was never good at this. Had Roxas just come here to interrogate him about feelings of the heart? If they HAD one, that is.

 

"Why do you ask?"

Roxas hesitated in seeing the sad look on Demyx's face. He would get to his point in just a minute. He'd have to, judging by the moisture welling in his eyes.

 

"I...I'm getting there Dem'....You never forgot about him right? Even though no one cared he was gone?" He needed to know. Axel was Demyx's best friend, they had a lot in common, maybe their way of thinking to. So this...this was one of the only ways he could check without having to ask Axel himself.

Demyx brought his hands to his face. He gritted his teeth and his eyes opened wide. Tears fell out of his eyes. No..he couldn't be crying. NO!

Demyx stood up and slammed his fist againsst the wall.

"I MISS HIM! MORE THAN ANYTHING! NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE AND THAT'S WHAT MAKES IT HURT MORE!" He yelled, furious and cheeks becoming red.

Roxas flinched, eyes widening at the abrupt action. He noticed the tears that slipped out of his eyes and softened his gaze. Carefully, he walked over to Demyx and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder before giving him a small hug.

 

"It's okay Dem'..." Roxas thought momentarily before pulling him into a hug to calm him down. He could feel how Demyx shook. It was painful to bear with. "I just...it means that Axel won't forget me either now..." He whispered, half closing his blue eyes.