[FIC] Kingdom Hearts
Title: N/A
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: implied Axel/Roxas
Rating: G
Word Count: 466 words
Notes: AU for great justice.



The streets of the World That Never Was seem darker than usual somehow, the shadows creeping restlessly out from hidden corners and narrow alleys. It's stupid and Roxas knows it's all in his head, but he can't shake the feeling. The world's no longer his to inhabit, and he knows it--after all, he's the one leaving, isn't he? His expression twists into a scowl as he stomps through the shallow puddles left by the perpetual rain a little harder than necessary.

"Don't tell me you're sulking."

Roxas freezes, his whole frame tensing. "Axel," he says, careful to keep his voice neutral. Shit. He hadn't expected this, not so soon. There's the creak of leather as his hands slowly tighten into fists, preparing to call his Keyblades at a moment's notice. He should have known Xemnas wouldn't let him out of the city, not without a fight.

Axel steps out of the alley, his usual mask of a smirk firmly in place. Any traces of his earlier emotional--hah--outburst have been wiped away. "What's up? Weren't expecting me back?"

"Considering I thought we said goodbye about ten minutes ago, not really."

"Guess I'm just unpredictable like that." There's no sign of the chakrams, but Roxas isn't foolish enough to think that Axel needs them to be deadly.

"Right," he says, shifting his stance ever so slightly. Green eyes track his every movement. "I hope Xemnas isn't counting on me having an trouble with fighting you. Because I don't." And it's true--he doesn't, not after all the secrets Axel kept from him.

Shrugging, Axel takes another step forward. The smirk shifts into something a little more real, a little more devious, something no one else could probably pick up on. "Y'know, I couldn't tell you if he thinks that or not. Seeing as he still doesn't know you've left."

Roxas blinks, his thoughts coming to a screeching halt. "Wait--what?"

"What, you deaf or something? I already know you're stupid, seeing as you left without any munny"--Axel pulls a small, nondescript black bag out of one pocket--"or, more importantly, potentially dangerous information"--and several disks--"which shows a severe lack of foresight on your part."

"You..." Roxas's eyes narrow, and he frowns suspiciously. "What's going on?"

Axel grins. "Oh, did I forget to mention that I'm coming with you?" He slings an arm around Roxas's shoulder, bending to briefly rest his head against soft blond hair. "Did some thinking about my priorities, and I decided this would be the more amusing option," he murmurs, and Roxas knows that by that he means I couldn't let you leave me.

"You're an idiot," he says, closing his eyes, and hopes Axel knows that what he means is thank you.