KH - Another Life - Chap13

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Axel’s PoV
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I can’t remember anything sweeter then that night. Nothing had ever seemed more perfect and right then me holding him in my arms tightly and loving him the entire night. It was like a lost moment in time, for I remembered times like this from before. I remembered fleeing from the darkness of our old lives and escaping into the love we had for one another. The sight of his body beautifully coated in a soft sheen of sweat was something that I felt privileged to see, just as his moans of pure, unadulterated pleasure was like the finest music to my ears.

Though the morning came too fast… and Roxas needed to be brought into school. Surprisingly enough he wasn’t all that against going… even though he seemed to wince whenever he took a seat. I let him borrow some of my older cloths, that didn’t fit me all that well anymore, but fit perfectly on his body. I drove him to school and dropped him off… reminding him of what I had said the night before at the park. He simply smiled in response before leaving the car and walking off.

There was so much to take care of, so much that needed doing based on the simple fact on what I purposed. I didn’t want this to be running away blindly, with absolutely no chance of being a success. I needed somewhere, where I could actually support the two of us without a single problem… but also where I could get by alone. Nothing was more nerve racking then pouring over those pamphlets, of going on the internet and finding cheap but good apartments, finding a place that was close to a good and decent school but that had places open for work.

I told me parents of my plans. My mother kind of smiled at me in and understanding way, something she hadn’t done for years, while my father laughed and took out his check book… asking how much money I needed to support myself and my lover. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at the support they were showing me. Even my sister seemed to show and ounce of caring… in fact she began to cry. She clung to my waist and sobbed about how much she’d miss me not being here. I pried her off of me before kneeling down, looking up at her with laugh.

“Selphie… don’t worry. I’ll only be a phone call away alright? And I promise I’ll come visit you.” The young teen girl dried her tears and nodded, smiling a watery smile. I ruffled her hair before standing and taking the check my father handed me.

“Take care of yourself son.” He patted me on the back before pausing and drawing me into a tight hug. It meant everything to me… as he hugged me… as my mother then hugged me as well, silently crying. I had grown used to the idea of my parents not caring about me, of them ignoring me as so sort of misfit mistake. The love I felt radiating off of them made me feel better about me decision, and I felt all the more safer about leaving.

I hoped into my car, put the key in the admission and started it up. I sat there for a minute, glancing back at the bags in the back seat… it was time wasn’t it? Heaving a deep sigh, I gripped the steering wheel and drove forward, knowing that there really wasn’t any way to go back.



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Roxas’s POV
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I felt like a new person, a new man. I felt as if everything had changed for the better that night, with him holding me and loving me. The moment he entered me, I felt like I was whole, like I had simply been half a person this entire time and had only just become whole. My mind was made up… that very night. I knew I could never bring myself to let go of Axel, but it was more then easy to let go of this life that meant nothing to me. I trusted Axel to take of things, to take care of me. I trusted him to be able to make sure we survived and that everything went exactly as we needed it to.

It felt weird to be in school after I knew full well that I wouldn’t be staying here long, knowing that I’d be leaving. It was nice though… to be seeing these people for a final two days before leaving them. Even though I did mostly keep to myself, many people knew me through Axel. Most specifically Jason and Zerin, both of which were keeping their distances from one another… for what reasons, were beyond me… but either way it was nice to be seeing their faces again.

The day seemed to drag by… both days seemed to drag by. It was like a form of cruel and twisted torture I was forced to go back to my own house that night, facing my mothers wrath at not being home at all last night. But I was able to keep back my tears, knowing that after this night I wouldn’t need to deal with her incessant nagging and insults.

I couldn’t necessarily sleep either… so great was my excitement. I was almost there… almost there and then… then I would be with him!

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I felt my heart stopping. Felt it go still. I had made it to the park an hour later then I should have… a full hour later because my mother and noticed me packing up suitcases and had tried her best to stop me… had ripped at my hair, beating me… but nothing was going to deter me… only make me later then I meant to be.

I remembered him saying at nine… at nine be here if I wanted to go with him… be here or I would never see him again. I dropped my things on the grass and fell to my knees. I stared longingly at the swing set where he had made his proposition, his vow. The tears welled in my eyes and fell. I did nothing about them… I was far too shocked… too… devastated to do a thing. I had lost my chance! He was gone! Gone forever! With no hopes of being able to see him again… he hadn’t told me where he was going… where he lived or anything! I didn’t even have his home phone number to plead with his parents to tell me where he had gone.

I fell further, to my hands and knee’s, staring at the greenery and gripping it with my hands tightly. It was then I vocalized my agony. I sobbed and cried, and yelled my distress, soon not caring that the grass was damp and curling up into a tight ball right there, eyes closed tightly and mind racing. I couldn’t focus on anything but the intense pain that was going through my body at the idea that I lost him… that he wasn’t going to return… that I was to alone once more.


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Axel’s POV
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I was racing there, as fast as I possibly could. While setting up the new apartment, making sure the bank account was perfect, and that everything was in place for our arrival… I had run extraordinarily late. The traffic seemed to be against me, seemed to have some sort of a hatred that I couldn’t describe properly

I kept glancing at the clock in earnest… saw the time go past nine… saw the time go past 9:30.… I was in town until 10... And wasn’t at the park until 10:20. I felt my heart racing as I fumbled with my seat belt and rushed from the car. I was worried so much he wasn’t going to be there, so scared that Roxas had thought I wasn’t coming and left… or didn’t want to leave with me anyways. I kept yelling at myself, saying Roxas would be there! He’d be there!

It was as if a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders as I saw the body on the ground, and I fell to my knee’s in front of him, drawing him tightly into my arms and nearly breaking down into tears at the fact that it was him… that he was there to run away with me! I felt his arms slip around my neck to embrace me tightly. I felt his shoulders shaking and heard him sobbing.

“I thought you’d left! I thought you’d left already! I thought I’d missed you!” His cries were a mixture of pain and happiness… I could hear the fear in his voice at the idea that I’d already come and left him… that he’d missed his chance.

“No… I was so late getting here… I’m so sorry Roxas. I would have waited all night for you here! I could never think of leaving without you.” I pulled the blonde away from me so I could gaze at his tear streaked face. A small smile turned up at the corners of my lips as I realized exactly what him being here meant… that I’d succeeded. That those lead weights keeping me from kicking my way to the surface that was my happiness had fallen off… that I had broken through the barrier that had held me down for so long.

“I told you… we’d meet again…” I whispered because it seemed just so right at the time.

“Yeah… you did…” Came his response as he forced himself to stand, holding out a hand for me to grab. “And I told you I’d wait. Yet… you didn’t believe that you had another life to meet me in. I guess you were wrong.”

I chuckled softly and grabbed his hand. Lifting myself up partially with his help, I drew him into a tight embrace, our lips meeting. “Yeah. But you were also wrong about no one missing you Roxy. But… let’s go home.”

Our eyes met and he nodded softly. “Yes… lets.”