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kh_drabbleChallenge: [110] Royalty
Title: Let Her Sink
Word count: 362
Characters: Axel and Naminé
Spoilers: Play kh2
The way Axel sat, it was as if he couldn’t wait to stand again. He would be tense, eyes darting around the room as if they’d come for him any minute. The body language of a fugitive and a liar. Naminé would study him and clutch the still-blank sketchbook he’d brought her, the one he wanted her to use to bring Roxas home.
“We’re the same,” he’d tell her. “You and I, we don’t have hearts. But we want to see Roxas.” She’d agree that yes, she did want to see him because upsetting her protector was to be saved for her final move. Being on the run did not suit her, and when the time finally did come to separate from the volatile Nobody, she wasn’t prepared to sympathize.
“I have one,” Naminé said as her reply. Axel had been reminding her how they were the same and then mused about Roxas, and she let it out just like that. “I have a heart too, Axel.”
“You do?” he’d replied, amusement spun in his tone.
“Yes. My heart is Kairi’s.” She smiled down at the floor, hand over her chest.
“…The princess?” And all at once Axel could put all the pieces together, mouth slightly agape as he finally understood that her plans did not include him. Her pleas for Kairi, the empty book and the way she didn’t meet his eyes. For a moment he wanted to call her a liar, but even he was not that exceedingly hypocritical. She watched him rise from the seat, a blur of black motion that suddenly seemed to repel the space around him.
“That’s fine. I don’t need -- that’s fine.” He bowed to her mockingly and disappeared from sight, the glint of his lopsided grin branded behind her eyes.
Eventually she left their small room as well, a few pages from her book ripped in a hurry and on display at the table. Figures bent and burned, thrown together quickly in a desperate act of matriarchal kindness. When Axel returned, he sat still and stared at the pictures spread for him to find, shock rendering him motionless. Roxas’ memories had been restored.
Title: Let Her Sink
Word count: 362
Characters: Axel and Naminé
Spoilers: Play kh2
The way Axel sat, it was as if he couldn’t wait to stand again. He would be tense, eyes darting around the room as if they’d come for him any minute. The body language of a fugitive and a liar. Naminé would study him and clutch the still-blank sketchbook he’d brought her, the one he wanted her to use to bring Roxas home.
“We’re the same,” he’d tell her. “You and I, we don’t have hearts. But we want to see Roxas.” She’d agree that yes, she did want to see him because upsetting her protector was to be saved for her final move. Being on the run did not suit her, and when the time finally did come to separate from the volatile Nobody, she wasn’t prepared to sympathize.
“I have one,” Naminé said as her reply. Axel had been reminding her how they were the same and then mused about Roxas, and she let it out just like that. “I have a heart too, Axel.”
“You do?” he’d replied, amusement spun in his tone.
“Yes. My heart is Kairi’s.” She smiled down at the floor, hand over her chest.
“…The princess?” And all at once Axel could put all the pieces together, mouth slightly agape as he finally understood that her plans did not include him. Her pleas for Kairi, the empty book and the way she didn’t meet his eyes. For a moment he wanted to call her a liar, but even he was not that exceedingly hypocritical. She watched him rise from the seat, a blur of black motion that suddenly seemed to repel the space around him.
“That’s fine. I don’t need -- that’s fine.” He bowed to her mockingly and disappeared from sight, the glint of his lopsided grin branded behind her eyes.
Eventually she left their small room as well, a few pages from her book ripped in a hurry and on display at the table. Figures bent and burned, thrown together quickly in a desperate act of matriarchal kindness. When Axel returned, he sat still and stared at the pictures spread for him to find, shock rendering him motionless. Roxas’ memories had been restored.
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Date: 2007-06-21 03:22 am (UTC)This is me. Hearting you. Lots and lots.
I love Axel and Namine scenes, because their relationship is so weird, and anchored by their mutual caring for someone else (which you use, which makes me happy happy). And I just love your very physical Axel, lounging about, eyes darting, and your opening line (The way Axel sat, it was as if he couldn’t wait to stand again) is win. <3
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Date: 2007-06-21 05:04 am (UTC)The dynamic between the two seems so overly forced to me, and I find it so interesting and fun to explore the consequences of their circumstantial interactions. Not to mention how they're known each other just as long as Roxas and Axel've known each other, pretty much. I really do wonder sometimes how Axel found the fake Twilight Town to begin with :O
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Date: 2007-06-22 03:02 am (UTC)naughty namineno subject
Date: 2007-11-25 01:52 pm (UTC)