Help Me Remember
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Kingdom Hearts › AU - Alternate Universe
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,040
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1
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I do not own Kingdom Hearts or the characters, and I am not profiting from writing this story.
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Author’s Note: Ooook…I’m going to try this again, and if the chapter still refuses to show up. I think I’ll either delete the whole story and re-add it or just discontinue it altogether. If it does work though, consider more chapters later on. ^^
Publish Date: July 13, 2010 - Re-Publish Date: September 14, 2010
Warnings: Possible spoilers for Kingdom Hearts 2.
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Roxas froze, staring wide-eyed at the redhead. “How did you…?”
The spiked circles reappeared in the man’s hand’s just as the keyblade had in Roxas’s. He smirked and it gave Roxas the chills. He looked like a creepy pedophile when he did that.
“They’re called chakrams. They’re my weapons. I summoned them just like you summoned the keyblade.
Roxas wasn’t sure what to think about any of this. It was like all of it was a dream. A really, really odd dream in which his over active imagination decided to add a twist by shoving magic in the make-believe world, because he was pretty sure that kind of stuff didn’t exist in the real one. And the weapons…the redhead’s were pretty cool. Those spiked circles surrounded by fire.
The key though, that was something he was sure must come from hanging out with Sora. He liked the brunet, he really did, but that boy’s imagination was rather…odd at times. He could remember one time when they were younger, and he was over at Sora’s house for a sleep over, that he had to accompany his friend to get a drink of water downstairs. Why? Because Sora was absolutely convinced an evil cow, with demonic red eyes would block his way and moo at him, which apparently scared the fuck out of him.
Roxas always told Sora that he was nuts for thinking a cow was out to get him, but that was just a cover up for his own fear. And now, thanks to the brunet, he was to this day sleeping with a night light because he was terrified of the dark.
“You spacing out on me there, Roxy?”
Roxas blinked a few times. He had indeed spaced out on the man and now that he snapped back to reality he was realizing how bad that was to do, especially in his current situation.
“Uh…well…I guess I kinda did.” He grinned a little sheepishly, feeling comfortable with the redhead for a brief moment. It was as though he did this kind of thing around him all the time. Spaced out and then joked about it.
The man grinned. “You’re such a zombie, kiddo.”
“Oh shut up. You’re always saying that. It’s really annoying. And how many times do I have to tell you not to call me kid, Axel?” Roxas growled, clutching his keyblade, more out of annoyance than the desire to protect himself.
The redhead stared, and Roxas no longer felt comfortable around him. He blinked. “What?”
“…I never told you my name.”
“What? You…you had to though! How else would I have known it?”
Axel looked at the floor, frowning thoughtfully, then, slowly lifted his brilliant green eyes to Roxas’ blue ones. “You’re remembering.” His voice sounded hopeful. “There’s no other explanation for it.”
“I can’t remember something that’s never happened.” Roxas insisted, furrowing his brows. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“That’s because this is a different world, Roxas. It took me a while to remember too. But when it all came back to me, I remembered our promise.”
“Our…promise?” Roxas was no longer holding on to his keyblade, he subconsciously dismissed it. Axel chuckled, noticing, and dismissed his chakrams since he no longer saw the point to keep them out.
“C’mon Rox, you can’t tell me you don’t remember that.”
“I…” He didn’t know why, but he felt bad. Axel looked so sad for just a moment, he had the urge to go over and wrap his arms around him. “No. I don’t. Sorry…”
“You’ll remember in time. For now, you’re coming with me. Conscious or not.” Axel summoned his chakrams again, moving toward Roxas.
Publish Date: July 13, 2010 - Re-Publish Date: September 14, 2010
Warnings: Possible spoilers for Kingdom Hearts 2.
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Roxas froze, staring wide-eyed at the redhead. “How did you…?”
The spiked circles reappeared in the man’s hand’s just as the keyblade had in Roxas’s. He smirked and it gave Roxas the chills. He looked like a creepy pedophile when he did that.
“They’re called chakrams. They’re my weapons. I summoned them just like you summoned the keyblade.
Roxas wasn’t sure what to think about any of this. It was like all of it was a dream. A really, really odd dream in which his over active imagination decided to add a twist by shoving magic in the make-believe world, because he was pretty sure that kind of stuff didn’t exist in the real one. And the weapons…the redhead’s were pretty cool. Those spiked circles surrounded by fire.
The key though, that was something he was sure must come from hanging out with Sora. He liked the brunet, he really did, but that boy’s imagination was rather…odd at times. He could remember one time when they were younger, and he was over at Sora’s house for a sleep over, that he had to accompany his friend to get a drink of water downstairs. Why? Because Sora was absolutely convinced an evil cow, with demonic red eyes would block his way and moo at him, which apparently scared the fuck out of him.
Roxas always told Sora that he was nuts for thinking a cow was out to get him, but that was just a cover up for his own fear. And now, thanks to the brunet, he was to this day sleeping with a night light because he was terrified of the dark.
“You spacing out on me there, Roxy?”
Roxas blinked a few times. He had indeed spaced out on the man and now that he snapped back to reality he was realizing how bad that was to do, especially in his current situation.
“Uh…well…I guess I kinda did.” He grinned a little sheepishly, feeling comfortable with the redhead for a brief moment. It was as though he did this kind of thing around him all the time. Spaced out and then joked about it.
The man grinned. “You’re such a zombie, kiddo.”
“Oh shut up. You’re always saying that. It’s really annoying. And how many times do I have to tell you not to call me kid, Axel?” Roxas growled, clutching his keyblade, more out of annoyance than the desire to protect himself.
The redhead stared, and Roxas no longer felt comfortable around him. He blinked. “What?”
“…I never told you my name.”
“What? You…you had to though! How else would I have known it?”
Axel looked at the floor, frowning thoughtfully, then, slowly lifted his brilliant green eyes to Roxas’ blue ones. “You’re remembering.” His voice sounded hopeful. “There’s no other explanation for it.”
“I can’t remember something that’s never happened.” Roxas insisted, furrowing his brows. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“That’s because this is a different world, Roxas. It took me a while to remember too. But when it all came back to me, I remembered our promise.”
“Our…promise?” Roxas was no longer holding on to his keyblade, he subconsciously dismissed it. Axel chuckled, noticing, and dismissed his chakrams since he no longer saw the point to keep them out.
“C’mon Rox, you can’t tell me you don’t remember that.”
“I…” He didn’t know why, but he felt bad. Axel looked so sad for just a moment, he had the urge to go over and wrap his arms around him. “No. I don’t. Sorry…”
“You’ll remember in time. For now, you’re coming with me. Conscious or not.” Axel summoned his chakrams again, moving toward Roxas.