Post by Anime Monster on Jul 7, 2007 19:18:41 GMT -5
Disclaimer: Square Enix and Disney own Kingdom Hearts.
Author's Note: Wrote this last night at like 2 in the morning...
Rating: T
Warnings: OOC-ness (I think Axel is OOC), yaoi, violence, language(?)
Pairings: Axel+Roxas, Axel+Sora, Roxas+Axel+Sora
Summary: Axel thinks about many things, Roxas, Sora, Keyblades, and the nature of a Nobody.
He couldn't help staring at them. Both of them...though never together, they never met, after all. The blond one was cold, unfeeling, a killing machine with the power to use the keyblades. Oathkeeper, a keyblade born in the light of a promise his Somebody made to that girl, and Oblivion, a keyblade born in the darkness to drag the shadows back with them. He wielded the pair of keyblades together, slashing and cutting through Shadows, Soldiers, and Neo Shadows all across the World That Never Was. Number XIII, Roxas, was a sight to behold, deadly power that appealed to his masochistic tendencies, not that he showed it.
The brunette, on the other hand, had so much emotion it was painful to watch. He would help anyone that had a problem; secretly he "felt" that he would be helped by him if he asked. He welded a variety of keyblades, but never two at once. There was Kingdom Key, the keyblade that he had had since his island home was destroyed. He didn't bother finding all the keyblades names, but he knew, with each strike of them, The Superior's plans came closer and closer to completion, not that the keyblade's master knew that, even Roxas didn't know that. Sora would slash and hack through the heartless across many worlds, freeing the hearts that they stole.
While Roxas seemed to dance while fighting, almost tossing the two blades between his hands, Sora had less grace, but was just as deadly. Sora he wanted to break, he wanted to tie up and watch as he bled. He wanted Roxas's help with it, too. He wanted to melt Sora's skin right from his bones with the fire he wielded as gracefully and deadly as Roxas's blades. Cut and immediately cauterize the wounds with his flaming chakrams.
He laughed at himself, sitting in the "comfort" of his own bedroom. If Nobodies couldn't feel, why did Axel feel so much sadistic pleasure from the images of Sora and Roxas?
Author's Note: Wrote this last night at like 2 in the morning...
Rating: T
Warnings: OOC-ness (I think Axel is OOC), yaoi, violence, language(?)
Pairings: Axel+Roxas, Axel+Sora, Roxas+Axel+Sora
Summary: Axel thinks about many things, Roxas, Sora, Keyblades, and the nature of a Nobody.
Sadism
He couldn't help staring at them. Both of them...though never together, they never met, after all. The blond one was cold, unfeeling, a killing machine with the power to use the keyblades. Oathkeeper, a keyblade born in the light of a promise his Somebody made to that girl, and Oblivion, a keyblade born in the darkness to drag the shadows back with them. He wielded the pair of keyblades together, slashing and cutting through Shadows, Soldiers, and Neo Shadows all across the World That Never Was. Number XIII, Roxas, was a sight to behold, deadly power that appealed to his masochistic tendencies, not that he showed it.
The brunette, on the other hand, had so much emotion it was painful to watch. He would help anyone that had a problem; secretly he "felt" that he would be helped by him if he asked. He welded a variety of keyblades, but never two at once. There was Kingdom Key, the keyblade that he had had since his island home was destroyed. He didn't bother finding all the keyblades names, but he knew, with each strike of them, The Superior's plans came closer and closer to completion, not that the keyblade's master knew that, even Roxas didn't know that. Sora would slash and hack through the heartless across many worlds, freeing the hearts that they stole.
While Roxas seemed to dance while fighting, almost tossing the two blades between his hands, Sora had less grace, but was just as deadly. Sora he wanted to break, he wanted to tie up and watch as he bled. He wanted Roxas's help with it, too. He wanted to melt Sora's skin right from his bones with the fire he wielded as gracefully and deadly as Roxas's blades. Cut and immediately cauterize the wounds with his flaming chakrams.
He laughed at himself, sitting in the "comfort" of his own bedroom. If Nobodies couldn't feel, why did Axel feel so much sadistic pleasure from the images of Sora and Roxas?