sowing season

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[a face that doesn't show up very often is making a strange appearance in one of the rooms with a more outdoor feel, a field of grass stretching for a good distance with a few trees dotting here and there. in front of him is a pile of something-- clothing most likely-- that he's pouring liquid on.

the can he's using is set aside after a moment, and then he's tugging out a match, striking it, and dropping it on the pile. it's not as exciting as an explosion, but the flames rise quickly, swallowing up all the fabric and slowly but surely, the grass around it.]

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[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[Roxas has been in the doorway for quite some time now, silent and watching with a slight frown.]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he's barely backing up as the flames start to reach taller than him, flicking up and spreading around on the grass.]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[Roxas doesn't say anything, but he does make a beeline for the brunet, carefully grabbing his upper arm.]

...

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[the grasp makes him jump, and when he turns his head his eyes are puffy and red, his cheeks wet with tears. he really doesn't know what to say for himself.]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[a sight like that is enough to make his stomach twist and his chest tighten. he swallows, sliding his hand down Sora's arm so he can link fingers with him, attempting to lead him away from the fire. with any luck, it'll just burn out on it's own, and if not, well-- from what Roxas' has observed, things tend to fix themselves over time in this place.]

Come on. You're going to get hurt.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he just stares, sniffs, and nods, turning with Roxas and hanging his head. all he wants to do right now is curl up with him.]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[leads him out of the room, and once the door is closed, he turns around to face him, still gripping his fingers. for a few beats, he's absolutely silent and he keeps his eyes averted as he lifts his other hand to wipe those tear marks from Sora's cheek.]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't let Roxas pull away from that, reaching up and pressing the blond's hand to his cheek so he can nuzzle against it with a soft sniff.]

I don't know what to do with myself anymore.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[his other hand comes up to cup his other cheek, voice quiet.]

I don't know how to help you if you won't let me in.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[leans his head down to press it against Roxas' shoulder, gripping tight to the front of his shirt.]

I don't know what's wrong, but it feels like I'm not worth it. I just feel like such an idiot ... I don't know how to change. I don't know where it started ...

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[slides one hand up and into his hair, pressing his palm to the back of Sora's head. he heaves a heavy sigh, leaning his head down to press his face into brown locks.]

Sora, you are worth it. You're worth more than... more than I could probably ever show you. Don't say you're an idiot, because you're not. ... Let me help you.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I love you ...

[his voice catches in his throat again, and he grips tight.]

I burned all my dresses.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[it's funny how three words can force the air out his lungs like that, shoulder slumping a little in... relief. he curls his other arm around Sora's waist, holding him close and murmuring into his hair.]

Why would you do that?

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I felt like a pervert ... I felt like I should start appreciating who I really am or something, I don't know.

[stays close, letting go of Roxas' shirt in favor of wrapping him up in a hug.]

I was just so crazy ... and upset.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[it feels so good to have him this close after not having seen him in who knows how long.]

... and who do you think you really are?

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

A boy who's just a wannabe. Not a saint. I'm not all sugar like I try so hard to be. I don't know where I went wrong-- I used to be, I used to be able to be happy from such stupid and simple things but it's so hard now ...

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[purses his lips, biting at the inside of his cheek.]

What does make you happy?

[because whatever it is, he'll get it; whatever it is, he'll do it.]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

You make me happy ...

[hugs tighter for a moment. nosing his heated face against Roxas' neck.]

You're making me happy right now.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[smiles a bit at that, rubbing at his lower back a little.]

I'm... really glad.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[sniffs once more, pulling back enough to lean over and kiss Roxas' cheek.]

I really love you. I don't know where I'd be without you or Riku ...

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[Roxas isn't having any of that and reaches up to catch his chin between his finger so he can kiss Sora on the lips, no matter how brief.]

I.. we love you too. We've been worried about you...

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[he was passing by, but--stops, and... kind of stares. and approaches, 'cause that's what he does.]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he can't hear him above the hissing and crackling, choking a little on the fumes and smoke the fire is quickly creating. he's not backing up fast enough, though, and he looks like he's ready to bend down and grab that can.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[jkldfs grabs his hand and tugs him back.]

What are you doing?

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

Stop-

[his voice cracks when he speaks and he jerks his hand back, stepping backwards to avoid the fire. he's already breaking out in a sweat from the heat.]

I'm burning stuff.

[that much is obvious, but he's not a pyro. this 'stuff' has sentiment.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Yeah, kinda realized.

[eyes that fire worriedly, before looking at him.]

If you're not careful, you'll get burned next, though...

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I know.

[bows his head a little, watching the grass turn dark and curl under the unforgiving heat.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

... you're not okay.

[not a question--kind of guessed. takes his hand--but doesn't pull him off.]

What happened?

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I don't know what happened.

[bites the inside of his cheek, his throat swelling with the onslaught of sobs that want to burst past. he won't let them, so his tears are silent but his voice is choked.]

I'm not happy with anything anymore ...

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[quick frown, gets in front of him to hug him.]

I'm sorry. If you're lucky, maybe it'll pass.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I'm not very lucky.

[bites his lip now, taking a deep but shaky breath.]

I just hope it does ...

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

You are.

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

I was going to jump in ...

[it kind of scares him now, the thought. but it's also a relieving feeling. he doesn't want to feel tempted like that again.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

W... why?

[his eyes go wide, and his grip goes a little tighter into his hug.]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[holds him close.]

I felt unworthy or something, it was ... I don't know. It was the worst feeling in the world. I burned all my dresses, I felt like a pervert for wanting to be ... you know. A girl.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[blink, pulling a bit away.]

I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I mean... they're soft and pretty and curvy.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ Riku's already learned the price of meddling, so he's just going to stand here in the doorway between the grass and the floor and watch. ]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he's just watching the flames rise, no particular action taken to move away from them fast enough to keep from being burned.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

You just gonna stand there?

[ if they get too close, he's not afraid of stepping in, regardless of the repercussions. ]