Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ The Chosen One ❯ Chapter 2
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By: Kei_is_my_knight_always 
The story switches between Axel's and Roxas's points of view. I don't want to spoil the story, so that's all I'll say.
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.16.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 383 | Visits: 211 | Status: Completed
The story switches between Axel's and Roxas's points of view. I don't want to spoil the story, so that's all I'll say.
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.16.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 383 | Visits: 211 | Status: Completed
Axel’s p.o.v.
“Axel, Axel! Wake up! Roxas is back!” shouted Demyx, another member of Organization XIII.
He was a close friend, but his friendship could never replace what I felt for Roxas. I was
still processing what Demyx had said to me.
“Wait, what?! Are you joking me? How does my hair look? Do you have a mint? Is there anything
in my teeth?” I was going into panic mode and I could feel my cheeks turning red, the same color
as my hair.
“Dude, who cares? It’s just Roxas! Let’s go find him, Axel. I think they’re in the living room,”
said Demyx.
“But it’s been over a year! I should, I mean… we should look our best! Never mind, you just go.
I’m going to, er, get ready. I’ll be along in a minute.” I felt my throat tightening. My hands
were getting all clammy. After Demyx left, I couldn’t help but think if Roxas even remembered
me after so long. Maybe he had forgotten me.
“Stop procrastinating and go meet him!” I said aloud to myself. Naturally, I was nervous. As I
left my room, I wondered if Roxas even had a hint of how I felt about him. Of course, we had
always been best friends, but was that all I really wanted?
I couldn’t let myself get caught up in such pessimism though. Being Nobodies, we didn’t even
qualify to have feelings, so I wasn’t sure why I had so many. When a strong-willed person
gives in to the darkness, a Heartless is created. The empty shell of a soul that gets left
behind is called a Nobody. That’s all we are, empty shells. Nobodies.
I couldn’t expect Roxas to feel the same way that I did. It was touch being the only Nobody
in the Organization who had discovered emotions and feelings. It was even tougher to be an
outcast because of these feelings. But the toughest part was being in love with someone who
didn’t even know what love was.
“Axel, Axel! Wake up! Roxas is back!” shouted Demyx, another member of Organization XIII.
He was a close friend, but his friendship could never replace what I felt for Roxas. I was
still processing what Demyx had said to me.
“Wait, what?! Are you joking me? How does my hair look? Do you have a mint? Is there anything
in my teeth?” I was going into panic mode and I could feel my cheeks turning red, the same color
as my hair.
“Dude, who cares? It’s just Roxas! Let’s go find him, Axel. I think they’re in the living room,”
said Demyx.
“But it’s been over a year! I should, I mean… we should look our best! Never mind, you just go.
I’m going to, er, get ready. I’ll be along in a minute.” I felt my throat tightening. My hands
were getting all clammy. After Demyx left, I couldn’t help but think if Roxas even remembered
me after so long. Maybe he had forgotten me.
“Stop procrastinating and go meet him!” I said aloud to myself. Naturally, I was nervous. As I
left my room, I wondered if Roxas even had a hint of how I felt about him. Of course, we had
always been best friends, but was that all I really wanted?
I couldn’t let myself get caught up in such pessimism though. Being Nobodies, we didn’t even
qualify to have feelings, so I wasn’t sure why I had so many. When a strong-willed person
gives in to the darkness, a Heartless is created. The empty shell of a soul that gets left
behind is called a Nobody. That’s all we are, empty shells. Nobodies.
I couldn’t expect Roxas to feel the same way that I did. It was touch being the only Nobody
in the Organization who had discovered emotions and feelings. It was even tougher to be an
outcast because of these feelings. But the toughest part was being in love with someone who
didn’t even know what love was.