Don't own.

The plot's kinda not entirely canon, but… oh well. Written a while ago.

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Being a Nobody, nothingness and loneliness are a norm to Axel. Even though he's in an organization with twelve members, with him included, he didn't feel an acquaintanceship form. Nods and small talks were present, but nothing about what happened to so-so and how so-so feels were exchanged.

It was a pretty lonesome life in the midst of a crowd. How ironic.

But then, a thirteenth member showed up. And, for once, Axel saw light garbed in dark leather. Blue eyes, blonde hair, and a complexion fair enough to rival that of Snow White's.

Axel felt warmth, even if they were a few feet away from each other.

Like a moth drawn to fire, he constantly was on the newcomer's side, personifying a pest in the eyes of the thirteenth member. Not to mention that Axel seemed to have nicknamed the new guy "little fellow". What's peculiar is that said member did nothing to dissuade the other's efforts of talking to him. They continued like that, Axel tagging along wherever the blond would go.

After some time, the red head observed a change in his little fellow's bearing. He had a questioning look in his eyes and was always zoning out. Axel couldn't fathom what was going on in his companion's mind, but he did know it could lead to something upsetting.

And it did, for the blond disappeared right after his confrontation with Saix. Axel felt fear because this means that his "light" will be gone and he'll be back to the loneliness he's been subjected to before. Both of those he couldn't accept, especially the latter one; he'd rather die than to go back to that wretched loneliness.

Thus he went out to find his little fellow, searching every nook and cranny. Every second that passes seemed to increase the beat of his heart, urging him to search faster, to find him faster. Along with the increasing beat of his heart was the rising feeling of dread.

It made him incredibly anxious.

Just as he was about to rest a little (no, he will not give up), he felt the familiar warmth he felt when he first saw the blond. Turning a hundred and eighty degrees, his eyes wildly scanned the surroundings. He saw no blond, thus he jogged, which evolved into running, his movements frenzied.

Turning at a corner, he saw the one he was searching for. But something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.

Why was the blond emitting such a sorrowful aura not fit for him? Why did those eyes full of warmth feel so sad when they turned to him?

Why was he fading?

Before he could get his answers, Axel's eyes widened as the blond disappeared without a trace, leaving him with nothing but bitterness and loneliness. Even the warmth left. Not a single piece of it remained.

Axel felt angry, frustrated, sad, and many other emotions. He wanted to scream but cannot, for that is not the way a member of the Organization should act.

He felt lost.

Especially whenever he remembers the last talk he had with the blond.

Zexion asked me why I wouldn't push you away even though you're being a complete pest. It may sound peculiar, but I like your hair… and personality too. Not that I'd say it out loud to others, but… you're… warm. And bright, unlike the faux light we have here in the castle. Must be that red hair of yours, yeah?

Axel felt a tightening grip in his chest.

He wants Roxas back.

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Feels rushed.

And why do I keep on writing AkuRoku fics? P:

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