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hmmmm, i think you might......maybe
(Yes Aria, it might help if you read Final Destiny. If you do read it, just be forewarned that it it VERY cheesey.)
Chapter 5
Roxas stood next to Rixa’s keyblade, watching the necklace at the end of it sway in the wind. A raindrop spattered next to the corner of his eye, and he looked up to the sky. The raindrop rolled down his cheek like a tear, and Roxas wiped it away with his finger. The rain turned from a drizzle to a downpour quickly, but he didn’t move. He took a hold of the necklace, a saddened look clouding his eyes.
“I can’t believe I let this happen to you, Rixa,” he whispered.
Roxas heard footsteps behind him and he turned his head to look over his shoulder. He saw Sora emerge from behind the rock corridor, soaking wet from the rain yet his hair still remained spiky. Roxas turned his head away and growled, “Go away, Sora.”
He heard the footsteps stop, and then continue on slowly.
“They were planning a rescue when I left,” Sora lied. “So let’s go back and help.”
Roxas whirled around and summoned his keyblade, now black instead of silver, and pointed it at Sora. “You don’t think that I can’t tell when my Somebody is lying to me?” he hissed. Sora backed up, raising his hands in a peaceful motion.
“I want to help,” he pressed. “Your emotions are getting out of control, and affecting everybody around you, especially me.”
“You really think that I care about you right now?” Roxas exclaimed. He threw his keyblade at Sora, who blocked it with his arms and summoned his own keyblade, Oathkeeper. Roxas leaped up into the air and grabbed his keyblade. He landed on one knee and his head down to the ground, keyblade in his outstretched right hand. He looked up once and attacked Sora, who ducked underneath Roxas’s arm and rolled away. He stood in a fighting position on one side of the cliff while Roxas stood on the other, circling each other.
“I don’t want to fight you Roxas,” Sora called out. “We can figure this out without tearing each other to shreds. Just… put away your keyblade.”
Roxas ignored his words and lunged forward. Sora did the same, and as they met in the middle, their keyblades clashed, sending a shower of sparks onto the wet ground. Roxas glared at his other self and pushed him away with his keyblade, making him fly into the air. Sora fell back down to the ground with his keyblade aimed straight for Roxas. But Roxas did a back flip to get out of the way, straightening up just as Sora came at him again. He slid across the ground until Sora backed him up against the wall. With his back to the wall and Sora’s keyblade pressed up against his throat, Roxas couldn’t do anything.
“I wasn’t going to do this,” Sora growled. “But you leave me no choice.”
With his keyblade, Sora kept Roxas pinned to the wall while he backed up and held out his other hand. A blue-ish glow emitted from his palm, and it built up to form a fiery sphere. Dark whisps soon joined the blue, and then Sora let it go. It collided with Roxas’s chest in a flash, and when it disappeared, Roxas was on the ground, unconscious.
Sora sighed and made his keyblade disappear before walking over to where the blonde teenager lay and picking him up. He looked down and noticed that there was a thin, pink line of a nearly-healed scar running down the side of Roxas’s cheek, and another on his forehead, running through his eyebrow and the corner of his eye. A new gash was on the side of his neck that looked like it was self-inflected. Sora was clouded with guilt when he saw what damage had already been done to Roxas, but he just sighed and walked to Merlin’s house.
Chapter 5
Roxas stood next to Rixa’s keyblade, watching the necklace at the end of it sway in the wind. A raindrop spattered next to the corner of his eye, and he looked up to the sky. The raindrop rolled down his cheek like a tear, and Roxas wiped it away with his finger. The rain turned from a drizzle to a downpour quickly, but he didn’t move. He took a hold of the necklace, a saddened look clouding his eyes.
“I can’t believe I let this happen to you, Rixa,” he whispered.
Roxas heard footsteps behind him and he turned his head to look over his shoulder. He saw Sora emerge from behind the rock corridor, soaking wet from the rain yet his hair still remained spiky. Roxas turned his head away and growled, “Go away, Sora.”
He heard the footsteps stop, and then continue on slowly.
“They were planning a rescue when I left,” Sora lied. “So let’s go back and help.”
Roxas whirled around and summoned his keyblade, now black instead of silver, and pointed it at Sora. “You don’t think that I can’t tell when my Somebody is lying to me?” he hissed. Sora backed up, raising his hands in a peaceful motion.
“I want to help,” he pressed. “Your emotions are getting out of control, and affecting everybody around you, especially me.”
“You really think that I care about you right now?” Roxas exclaimed. He threw his keyblade at Sora, who blocked it with his arms and summoned his own keyblade, Oathkeeper. Roxas leaped up into the air and grabbed his keyblade. He landed on one knee and his head down to the ground, keyblade in his outstretched right hand. He looked up once and attacked Sora, who ducked underneath Roxas’s arm and rolled away. He stood in a fighting position on one side of the cliff while Roxas stood on the other, circling each other.
“I don’t want to fight you Roxas,” Sora called out. “We can figure this out without tearing each other to shreds. Just… put away your keyblade.”
Roxas ignored his words and lunged forward. Sora did the same, and as they met in the middle, their keyblades clashed, sending a shower of sparks onto the wet ground. Roxas glared at his other self and pushed him away with his keyblade, making him fly into the air. Sora fell back down to the ground with his keyblade aimed straight for Roxas. But Roxas did a back flip to get out of the way, straightening up just as Sora came at him again. He slid across the ground until Sora backed him up against the wall. With his back to the wall and Sora’s keyblade pressed up against his throat, Roxas couldn’t do anything.
“I wasn’t going to do this,” Sora growled. “But you leave me no choice.”
With his keyblade, Sora kept Roxas pinned to the wall while he backed up and held out his other hand. A blue-ish glow emitted from his palm, and it built up to form a fiery sphere. Dark whisps soon joined the blue, and then Sora let it go. It collided with Roxas’s chest in a flash, and when it disappeared, Roxas was on the ground, unconscious.
Sora sighed and made his keyblade disappear before walking over to where the blonde teenager lay and picking him up. He looked down and noticed that there was a thin, pink line of a nearly-healed scar running down the side of Roxas’s cheek, and another on his forehead, running through his eyebrow and the corner of his eye. A new gash was on the side of his neck that looked like it was self-inflected. Sora was clouded with guilt when he saw what damage had already been done to Roxas, but he just sighed and walked to Merlin’s house.
*GASP* That was epic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*GASP* Sora and roxas got violent.....
Chapter 6
Roxas slunk out of unconsciousness when the feeling of rocking back and forth was making him nauseous. He opened his eyes and saw Sora’s spiky brown-haired head above him. Then his eyes darted downward and hardened.
“Well hello, Sleeping Beauty,” he sneered. Roxas’s eyes widened and he leaped out of Sora’s arms. He stood for a moment, and then his legs crumpled beneath him. He landed on his side in a puddle of water underneath the eve of a house. Cold water was dripping down onto his already-soaked head. Sora sighed and knelt down; slinging one of Roxas’s arms over his shoulder and helping him stand.
“What did you do?” Roxas asked. Sora didn’t answer; his eyes just stared fixedly at a wall as they moved along the narrow streets to Merlin’s house. Roxas could feel the anger radiating off Sora in waves. ‘He must be really pissed at me,’ he thought shortly. He looked up at the sky; the dark grey clouds were growing darker as night drew closer. He hadn’t realized that he’d been gone this long.
“Hey Sora?” Roxas said quietly. Sora looked over to him. “What did you use on me? What was the blue and black stuff?”
Sora sighed. “It was a Dark Blast. Riku taught it to me. He said it might come in handy someday. But every time I use it, it’s like I’m throwing away part of my soul. I only use it when absolutely necessary.”
“What happens if you use it too much?”
“I die.”
Roxas nodded slowly. “If that were to happen, what happens to me?”
Sora shrugged. “I don’t know. And I don’t want to know. Not now, not ever.”
By this time, they had reached Merlin’s house. Sora reached forward to open the door, but froze with this hand on the knob.
“What’s wrong?” Roxas whispered.
“Something’s wrong,” Sora whispered back. He let go of Roxas, who leaned up against the wall for support, and put an ear to the door.
Then he moved one of his hands to the keyhole. He didn’t even touch it before he drew back.
“What is it?” Roxas asked.
“A keyblade unlocked the door. But I don’t recognize who it was by, which is probably a bad sign.”
“Can I try?”
Sora shrugged. “Be my guest.”
Roxas limped over to the door and touched a finger to the keyhole just like Sora did. The power he felt was Dark, that was for sure. But there was the faint feel of Light. It wasn’t strong; in fact, he could only feel it if he really tried. The Light was familiar in a lovely way, and that gave him his answer.
“Do you know who it was?” Sora asked as Roxas pulled away from the door. He nodded.
“Yeah. It was Xillian. There was Dark power behind it, but she couldn’t hide the fact that Rixa’s Light is intertwined with her. That’s how I knew.”
Sora scratched his head. “So, what would Xillian be doing here?”
Roxas turned back to the door. “I have no idea. But there’s only one way to find out.” He opened the door and stepped inside the house.
It was in ruins.
Papers and books were everywhere; shelves had been knocked off the wall; small splotches of blood dotted the floor. Nobody was in sight.
Roxas slunk out of unconsciousness when the feeling of rocking back and forth was making him nauseous. He opened his eyes and saw Sora’s spiky brown-haired head above him. Then his eyes darted downward and hardened.
“Well hello, Sleeping Beauty,” he sneered. Roxas’s eyes widened and he leaped out of Sora’s arms. He stood for a moment, and then his legs crumpled beneath him. He landed on his side in a puddle of water underneath the eve of a house. Cold water was dripping down onto his already-soaked head. Sora sighed and knelt down; slinging one of Roxas’s arms over his shoulder and helping him stand.
“What did you do?” Roxas asked. Sora didn’t answer; his eyes just stared fixedly at a wall as they moved along the narrow streets to Merlin’s house. Roxas could feel the anger radiating off Sora in waves. ‘He must be really pissed at me,’ he thought shortly. He looked up at the sky; the dark grey clouds were growing darker as night drew closer. He hadn’t realized that he’d been gone this long.
“Hey Sora?” Roxas said quietly. Sora looked over to him. “What did you use on me? What was the blue and black stuff?”
Sora sighed. “It was a Dark Blast. Riku taught it to me. He said it might come in handy someday. But every time I use it, it’s like I’m throwing away part of my soul. I only use it when absolutely necessary.”
“What happens if you use it too much?”
“I die.”
Roxas nodded slowly. “If that were to happen, what happens to me?”
Sora shrugged. “I don’t know. And I don’t want to know. Not now, not ever.”
By this time, they had reached Merlin’s house. Sora reached forward to open the door, but froze with this hand on the knob.
“What’s wrong?” Roxas whispered.
“Something’s wrong,” Sora whispered back. He let go of Roxas, who leaned up against the wall for support, and put an ear to the door.
Then he moved one of his hands to the keyhole. He didn’t even touch it before he drew back.
“What is it?” Roxas asked.
“A keyblade unlocked the door. But I don’t recognize who it was by, which is probably a bad sign.”
“Can I try?”
Sora shrugged. “Be my guest.”
Roxas limped over to the door and touched a finger to the keyhole just like Sora did. The power he felt was Dark, that was for sure. But there was the faint feel of Light. It wasn’t strong; in fact, he could only feel it if he really tried. The Light was familiar in a lovely way, and that gave him his answer.
“Do you know who it was?” Sora asked as Roxas pulled away from the door. He nodded.
“Yeah. It was Xillian. There was Dark power behind it, but she couldn’t hide the fact that Rixa’s Light is intertwined with her. That’s how I knew.”
Sora scratched his head. “So, what would Xillian be doing here?”
Roxas turned back to the door. “I have no idea. But there’s only one way to find out.” He opened the door and stepped inside the house.
It was in ruins.
Papers and books were everywhere; shelves had been knocked off the wall; small splotches of blood dotted the floor. Nobody was in sight.
awww Sora and Roxas remind me of brothers now lol WRITE MORE! its getting gooood!
WHY DIDNT I SEE THE UPDATE?!
lol, they seem so...together ish (not in a yaoi way)
and omg whats gonna happen next?!
lovely chapter, asona dear.
lol, they seem so...together ish (not in a yaoi way)
and omg whats gonna happen next?!
lovely chapter, asona dear.
Wow i like it. its good .
(sorry about the font size thing. i dun know what happened. 
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Chapter 7
“What happened here?!” Sora exclaimed.
“My guess is that there was a fight,” Roxas mumbled. He knelt down to the floor, where he spotted a piece of black and dark blue armor. A few feet away, he spotted another piece of metal. It was red and looked like a chain. Several of the links were broken and scattered around the area. The end of the chain looked like the pendant on the end of Riku’s keyblade.
“Find anything interesting?” Sora asked, coming up behind him. He held up the chain and Sora just stared at it.
“Isn’t this Riku’s?” Roxas asked. He nodded slowly, eyes wide with either fear or surprise. Roxas put the keychain and looked across the room. He saw something on the wall and stood up. He picked his was across the blood-stained floor to the stone wall, where a piece of paper stuck to a nail hung. He tore it off and looked at the writing. It was smudged and sloppy, as if the person writing it was in a hurry. Halfway down, the writing was nicer. His eyes scanned down the page faster than he could read; but he managed.
Oh my God, she’s annoying. It’s a good thing that I have her under my control now. She’s not gonna get away, and neither are your “friends”. They were idiots. I could’ve captured them in my sleep. I mean, seriously? That was too easy. But it won’t be easy getting them back. You see Roxas, you have something I need, and I need it badly. But you’re the only one who can touch it, which makes getting it problematic since I know that you won’t cooperate with me. So, come and find meso I don’t have to play babysitter. And come alone… or else…
-X
Roxas just stared at the letter, trying to get a grasp on what he just read. But nothing came to mind.
“What’s that?” Sora asked from behind. He looked over Roxas’s shoulder to get a better view. After a few moments, he let out a small gasp. “Xillian did this?” Roxas nodded.
“She took everybody and now she wants me to rescue them. But how would I do that? And she wants me to go alone, which would make everything harder and more frustrating and-“
“Roxas,” Sora interrupted. “Chill. We’ll figure something out sooner or later. So stop spazzing and get it together.”
Roxas nodded slowly. “Okay.” He turned around. “What should we do?”
)Chapter 7
“What happened here?!” Sora exclaimed.
“My guess is that there was a fight,” Roxas mumbled. He knelt down to the floor, where he spotted a piece of black and dark blue armor. A few feet away, he spotted another piece of metal. It was red and looked like a chain. Several of the links were broken and scattered around the area. The end of the chain looked like the pendant on the end of Riku’s keyblade.
“Find anything interesting?” Sora asked, coming up behind him. He held up the chain and Sora just stared at it.
“Isn’t this Riku’s?” Roxas asked. He nodded slowly, eyes wide with either fear or surprise. Roxas put the keychain and looked across the room. He saw something on the wall and stood up. He picked his was across the blood-stained floor to the stone wall, where a piece of paper stuck to a nail hung. He tore it off and looked at the writing. It was smudged and sloppy, as if the person writing it was in a hurry. Halfway down, the writing was nicer. His eyes scanned down the page faster than he could read; but he managed.
Roxas, you have to help me, I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last in here, Xillian is killing me and I can’t do anything. You have to
Oh my God, she’s annoying. It’s a good thing that I have her under my control now. She’s not gonna get away, and neither are your “friends”. They were idiots. I could’ve captured them in my sleep. I mean, seriously? That was too easy. But it won’t be easy getting them back. You see Roxas, you have something I need, and I need it badly. But you’re the only one who can touch it, which makes getting it problematic since I know that you won’t cooperate with me. So, come and find meso I don’t have to play babysitter. And come alone… or else…
-X
Roxas just stared at the letter, trying to get a grasp on what he just read. But nothing came to mind.
“What’s that?” Sora asked from behind. He looked over Roxas’s shoulder to get a better view. After a few moments, he let out a small gasp. “Xillian did this?” Roxas nodded.
“She took everybody and now she wants me to rescue them. But how would I do that? And she wants me to go alone, which would make everything harder and more frustrating and-“
“Roxas,” Sora interrupted. “Chill. We’ll figure something out sooner or later. So stop spazzing and get it together.”
Roxas nodded slowly. “Okay.” He turned around. “What should we do?”
roxas is such a spazz
haha jk!
haha jk!
Oh shi-
didnt see that comin.
didnt see that comin.
Chapter 18
Night had fallen long ago, he could tell that much. But it didn’t matter what time of day or night it was. As long as he got to her. Her. The girl who had captured his interest the moment he had laid his eyes on her, even if she had been trying to kill him at the moment. Even now, in a person who was the exact opposite he was, he longed for her. Her light was always comforting; her voice like an angels’. Even when he was dying in her arms, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. His brown hair stuck to his forehead because of the rain. He grimaced as he submerged his foot in a grimy puddle.
‘Damnit,’ he thought, pulling his foot out of the water. He looked up towards the sky, where dark clouds obscured everything from view, except for a heart-shaped moon in the distance. ‘Kingdom Hearts. Like that’s gonna help me here.’
He continued walking down the narrow street, looking for the building they were keeping the girl in. According to his spies, it was supposed to be the safest place to keep her away from the others who were looking for her. And it looked like….
“Aha,” he whispered, drawing forth two long, silver samurai swords with markings that glowed a faint purple. “Gotcha.” He walked up to a black building that was slightly taller than the others around it. There were windows along the sides, although many were broken, and it gave off a scent that was obviously Dark. Yet one scent in particular stood out amongst the others. The faint smell of Light. It was incredibly weak and, if not examined closely, could’ve passed for not being there at all. But he was used to this particular Light. It was the Light of his girl. The one and only, Rixa. How much he had longed for her over that horribly long year. It was almost painful to think about it. But he pushed away the feeling and crept towards the door, nudging it aside. It swung open on silent hinges.
As he quietly stalked into the building he whispered, “Don’t worry, Rixa. Stark is coming to save you.”
Night had fallen long ago, he could tell that much. But it didn’t matter what time of day or night it was. As long as he got to her. Her. The girl who had captured his interest the moment he had laid his eyes on her, even if she had been trying to kill him at the moment. Even now, in a person who was the exact opposite he was, he longed for her. Her light was always comforting; her voice like an angels’. Even when he was dying in her arms, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. His brown hair stuck to his forehead because of the rain. He grimaced as he submerged his foot in a grimy puddle.
‘Damnit,’ he thought, pulling his foot out of the water. He looked up towards the sky, where dark clouds obscured everything from view, except for a heart-shaped moon in the distance. ‘Kingdom Hearts. Like that’s gonna help me here.’
He continued walking down the narrow street, looking for the building they were keeping the girl in. According to his spies, it was supposed to be the safest place to keep her away from the others who were looking for her. And it looked like….
“Aha,” he whispered, drawing forth two long, silver samurai swords with markings that glowed a faint purple. “Gotcha.” He walked up to a black building that was slightly taller than the others around it. There were windows along the sides, although many were broken, and it gave off a scent that was obviously Dark. Yet one scent in particular stood out amongst the others. The faint smell of Light. It was incredibly weak and, if not examined closely, could’ve passed for not being there at all. But he was used to this particular Light. It was the Light of his girl. The one and only, Rixa. How much he had longed for her over that horribly long year. It was almost painful to think about it. But he pushed away the feeling and crept towards the door, nudging it aside. It swung open on silent hinges.
As he quietly stalked into the building he whispered, “Don’t worry, Rixa. Stark is coming to save you.”
BACK OFF STARK! RIXA IS ROXAS'S!!!
did NOT see that coming.
did NOT see that coming.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww lol
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