Used Ch.1

Summary: Roxas merges back with Sora, but Axel doesn't like that. So he decides to act, and unwittingly changes the entire destiny of one Keyblade Master. // 'Roxas is everything. There is no purpose without him.' // AU // Yaoi // AkuSor/AkuRoku // Mild Lang. //

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"Let's meet again, in the next life."

"Yeah. I'll be waiting."

Axel sighed softly. It had only been five minutes since Roxas kicked his ass but he couldn't get the words out of his head.

"I'll be waiting."

Roxas wasn't here anymore, the red head had tried to tell himself but it just didn't work. He wouldn't accept it. He couldn't.

Which led Axel to his current predicament, standing before Sora's pod that Naminé built for him to sleep in, his thoughts warring about what to do.

'I shouldn't kidnap him,' one side of Axel said. 'He needs to defeat the Organization. He has a life.'

'Didn't Roxas have a life too?' the other side would reply. 'Wasn't Roxas needed too? And Roxas left. Roxas gave it up. Why should his Somebody be any different?'

'But he's the Keyblade Master! He has companions!'

'Roxas had companions as well.'

'Roxas ran away.'

'Roxas is everything. There is no purpose without him.'

'But...'

And Axel sighed, closing his eyes, before opening them determinedly.

"It won't matter if I take him; they don't know he's here," he uttered, and with hit the release switch, opening the pod a tad prematurely than normal but it didn't matter. He would be waking up soon either way since Roxas merged with him now.

As the pod opened Axel laid his eyes on Sora for the first time in a year. The small runt sure had grown in that span, he mused. 'He'll need knew clothes while I'm at it,' he added, taking in the now fifteen year old's atrociously short clothing.

"Better move before the King's lackey's get here," Axel muttered, leaping up into the now open pod and carefully picking up the still sleeping teen. He jumped out, hit the switch to close the pod again, and then disappeared.

He was lucky; if he had waited any later Donald and Goofy would've arrived.

And so the divergence in Sora's destiny started; Axel wouldn't know what he caused until it happened.

Then again neither parties would mind in the end.

...

Sora yawned, stretching heavy limbs. He felt so lethargic it wasn't even funny.

'How long have I been sleeping?' he asked himself mentally as he slowly opened his eyes. 'Where am I?' he thought, shooting up and looking around the room.

It was a plain room; nothing was really there besides a couch, some chairs, a small table, and a bookshelf in the corner. It was elaborately colored either. The walls were a simple red, the couch was leather and black, the chairs varried, and the table and bookshelf were made of plain wood.

The room was simple, and Sora most likely wouldn't have minded if he knew where he was!

"You're awake?" some called from behind and Sora whirled around, surprised to see a red headed man stepping through a archway that obviously led to the kitchen. He had a can of beer hanging from his glove encased fingers. His hair was a verifiable mess yet fashionable at the same time. He had two lines under his eyes, like tattoo's; his eyes were a brilliant shade of green also. A simple black tee-shirt and jeans were also on his person.

"Who are you?" Sora demanded.

"Damn you sure slept a while," the red head blinked. "I thought you would've woken up the minute we got here. I guess I underestimated that little witch..." he trailed off before saying with a slight grin. "The name's Axel; A X E L, got it memorized?"

"Axel?" Sora frowned. The name was familiar, oddly enough, but Sora didn't remember meeting anyone quite like this man before him.

"Yeah, you brain dead or somethin'?" Axel questioned with a raised eyebrow. He calmly sat down in one of the chairs and popped open the can.

"I'm not brain dead!" Sora snapped.

"Whoa...cool it; I was just jokin'," Axel stated, shaking his head.

"Where am I?" Sora demanded.

"My flat. You thirsty?" Axel replied, taking a sip of his beer.

Sora blinked at the reply, but realize he was kind of thirsty.

"Y-Yeah..." the teen muttered. "I am."

"'Kay. I'll be right back," Axel said, standing and walking back through the archway. "Don't try standin' just yet, Sora!" he called over his shoulder. "You're still a little weak from sleepin' so much."

"Sleeping?" Sora frowned.

"Yeah," Axel called from the other room. "I don't know what happened exactly but this little witch put you asleep for a year; she and I were acquaintances around then. Of course she disappeared suddenly and you were lost, asleep, for some time until I got a message tellin' me where you were. I got you out of there and back here. Figured the least I could do was help you recover since I knew the witch that did this and all." By the time Axel finished his speech he reappeared with a can of soda which he handed to Sora who took it wordlessly.

"My friends?" Sora asked after a moment of silence.

"Friends?" Axel quierred with a frown.

"Um...Donald, Goofy?" Sora prompted and Axel shrugged.

"Don't know 'em," he replied calmly, "but if they're your friends then they're lookin' for you, right?"

"R-Right..." Sora trailed off and began to drink his soda in silence.

"You don't seem so sure," Axel said, frowning.

"It's just...you said I was asleep, right?" Sora asked. "Placed that way by a...witch?"

"Yeah?"

"What if she did that to Donald and Goofy? What if they're not awake?" 'What if she got Riku and Kairi...?'

Axel chuckled slightly and shook his head.

"The spells only good for one year," he said. "If she's still around she might've put them asleep again, but I don't think she is."

"Oh..."

"Look, when you're better, maybe we could go out lookin' for 'em, 'kay?" Axel said calmly.

"You'd really--"

"When you're better," Axel firmly said. "You're not really in a condition to fight anythin', kid. Besides, there's more out there than Heartless now."

"More?" Sora demanded, raising his head sharply. "You mean the Heartless are still around?"

Axel stared at the brunette, eyes a mixture of solemnity and seriousness as he said, "They never left."

And with that Sora felt his world come crashing down.

...

Axel talked to Sora for a little while longer before pointing out how small his clothes had gotten and then asking what types of clothes he'd like to wear so that he knew what to get Sora. He then left the flat while making Sora promise not to try and leave on the bounds that he was still recovering.

Which brought Axel to now, shopping through the clothing store for anything that fit the brunette's tastes and size, and thinking about the entire conversation he had, had just before coming here.

'I can't believe he bought that bullshit,' Axel scowled. 'Although some of it is partially true...' he conceded to himself. 'How else can you make the best lie without a grain of truth? Now my only issue is keeping him here. He'll be healed enough to battle the lesser Nobodies soon and then he'll want to search for his 'friends,' here Axel snorted lightly, 'and that can't do. The Organization might catch up with me.'

That brought another topic to Axel's mind. While the Heartless were still around in abundance, they were considerably less of a problem before. However the Nobodies had grown in numbers quickly this past year and Sora didn't even know of their existence! Plus Organization XIII will be out for his blood considering he didn't report back; at least they'd bring him alive, at most they'd kill him, but it all depended on if they labeled him a 'traitor' yet or not.

'That kid won't stand up to the Organization as he is too,' Axel noted. 'And they will find me. There's no if about it, only when, and by that time I have to have the Keyblade Master trained up enough to survive and run. I won't be losing this one. Not this time. He's Roxas as much as Sora, and I'm not letting him go ever again. I made that mistake once.'

The red head's lips twisted into a small sneer/snarl mix as he thought about what happened with Roxas.

'No. I'm not letting him go. Never,' Axel thought fiercely, grabbing the clothes that fit Sora's description and size and making his way to pay for them.

He wouldn't let Sora slip through his grasp like he did Roxas. He wouldn't.

No matter what.

...

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