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Such a life is alright; it's alright...

[Roxas had been managing to keep a low profile the past few days. He'd found an empty room that he'd been staying in, and only left to find food. But it had been a few days since he had seen Saïx, so he decided to risk going out to try and find the other. He was getting somewhat impatient. Roxas wanted to know what the hell was wrong with him. And... he didn't know how long he could avoid Axel for. It was hard to stay cooped up in a room for so long. Either way, the blonde was glancing around, trying to find Saïx. Surely the other would be healed enough by now.]

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[That does look like Saïx walking down the hall. Roxas blinks, hurrying after him.]

Saïx?

No... He isn't here.

[A fact which Roxas notices, and makes him stop short. Not that he normally got close to Saïx, but it made him stop farther away than he might have.]

What...?

He's gone. Did you need something from him?

[He takes a step back, staring.]

What do you mean he's gone? He said he would help me...

... He's gone.

He can't help you.

What the hell do you mean? He can't just be--

[Roxas paused abruptly, grimacing as one of his hands moved to grip at the side of his head. What the...? It was like there was some kind of grainy, blurry movie playing in the back of his mind. He couldn't tell where it was... He didn't know the place, nor could he make out the figures in it properly. Roxas growled a little, trying to force it out of his mind.]

We had a deal. He has to help me.

What is it that you needed, Roxas? I could help.

[That face is really not okay with Roxas. It makes him step back. He didn't like this. Something was more off with Saïx than normal.]

If your not Saïx, I've got even less reason to trust you than I do him.

[One of his eyes shut as he grimaced more, images getting clearer in his mind. It took him a moment to realize why the feeling was almost familiar - it was like seeing Sora's memories. But... wait, was that... Axel? Sora certainly wouldn't have Axel in his memories. Where these...?]

... Is something wrong?

I'm-... fine....

[As much as he had tried to make it a convincing lie, he couldn't - not with those memories encroaching on his mind. It was getting harder to keep his focus on what was going on in front of him. He didn't want to see this... He didn't want to know what happened to them. Both of Roxas' hands moved to clamp onto the fabric at his chest, trying to suppress that damn thing now that it was awake.]

Oh... Well now...

Just what are doing here~?

[It is. Roxas' hands dropped from his chest, looking up at the other male. His own expression didn't exactly say he was pleased to see him. The question was ignored.]

Why are you here?

You should be sleeping.

[His fingers curled into fists, waiting. How much he just wanted to stab a keyblade right in that leering face...]

You shouldn't exist.

But, I'm the only one who's wanted here.

Only by that idiot. We don't want you here.

[He doesn't bother with waiting anymore. A keyblade forms in his hand, aiming it towards the bastard's face.]

Ahahaha~ I'm not leaving him. I'll destroy you.

So come here!

[He didn't bother trying to block the attack - this body was small enough to just drop on his hands and knees to let it go over him. He didn't waste time once the blade had passed over; he pushed himself forward, charging. That keyblade was being swung at the other's legs as soon as he covered the distance.]

[There wasn't enough time to fully dodge something like that when he was that close to the other male. So he opted for meeting the blade with a burst of light. Of course the result of the two energies meeting was an explosion with enough force to knock him back and leave his coat slightly singed, but it was better than being sliced open.]

[It took him a few moments to get his barings straight after the explosion, body jarred from the force of being knocked back. His eyes fixed back onto the other as he started to charge. The demon's grip on the keyblade tightened as columns of light appeared in front of him and shot forward to meet the blue haired man.]

[The demon tensed when the other stepped into a portal, eyes darting around to try and find him before he got the chance to get fully out of the portal. He caught sight of the portal opening behind him - but too late - the blade hit him square in the back, just below his shoulder blades. It sent him skidding forward, falling over. Ow. It might not have cut down to the bone, but it was more than deep enough to bleed profusely. He just stayed on the ground, letting the burning pain subside a little.]

Checkmate.

[He'd figured that the he wasn't going to be allowed to get up on his own time, but it was hard to get the limbs of the blonde's body to work like he wanted with the searing pain in his back. The boot stomping on the wound and digging in had at least been somewhat expected - blades suddenly impaling his arms had not. It elicited an angry, pained snarl from the demon. While his body was about ready to call it quits - he was losing blood rather quickly - he wasn't. He was going to wipe that damn smirk off the bastard's face one way or another. The only reply he gave was a glowering look, and a ring of those columns of light forming around the other. They didn't waste any time in moving to close on the blue haired male.]

[The smirk leaving the other's face and the light searing at his arms and face was satisfying. It would have been better if that smirk had stayed off his face, but given the fact he clearly didn't feel the attack, it was good enough. As soon as the foot was removed from his back and the blades dismissed, he rolled, avoiding being burned by all the columns of light at once. Of course he couldn't avoid them entirely, and ended up with similar burns over his back. It did in fact burn like a bitch - when he forced himself to stand his breathing was labored, and he swayed slightly. Now that those blades weren't lodged in his arms, those wounds were bleeding too... Looks like he won't be standing much longer.]

[He'd beat himself up later for not making an appearance earlier. Can you really blame him? He'd had no idea where Roxas was until now and in a place this big, one person, of which there are half a million doubles, is really hard to track down. Still, the commotion has drawn him in this direction and he's surprised by what he's found.

Axel's not entirely sure how to approach this, so really all he can do is stare dumbfoundedly. Is this the right Roxas, even...?]

Oh, it's you... You're a little late.

He's finished.

[One of his hands pressed up against a wall, holding himself up. His eyes were fixed on the other, making sure that he wasn't planning on attacking again. Not that he could do much about it in this state, but... he wasn't just going to let himself get attacked. When the other male spoke, however, his head snapped back to see who was behind him. Axel might recognize that look.]

[But it doesn't last long. The movement was dizzying, and the blonde swayed. There was a fair amount of blood forming at his feet by now. His eyes glazed over a bit, staring at Axel in a hazy way.]

Axel...?

[His eyes narrow at Saix. He opens his mouth to speak but finds that Roxas' gaze draws his attention completely. Something... Strange about it. But unpleasantly familiar. The look disappears and Axel glances back at Saix. They're both behaving oddly.]

What's...? [Axel realizes Roxas isn't going to be able to stay upright much longer and moves to him quickly, to support the injured blond.]

What is going on? What's wrong with him?! [He glares accusingly at Saix. It has to be his fault; it's always his fault.]

That horrible demon got a hold of him.

I saved him.

[Roxas slumped back against Axel when the redhead moved over to him. The hallway was starting to get rather blurry. He just scowled - as much as he could manage - at whatever it was that was in Saïx's body. Don't mind the blood from Roxas' back that's probably seeping into your coat Axel.]

[Whatever, coats can be cleaned. Or replaced. Axel's glare remains static on Saix.]

... Explain.

Need I? You remember the body swap incident, don't you?

It's still there. It shouldn't be, but it is.

And it woke up.

So I saved him!

Ahahahaha--AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[Speaking of dying, more of his weight is starting to lean against Axel, and his legs are about to give out. Roxas can't even really understand what the blue haired male is saying right now. He doesn't even want to know... he just feels tired. And the dark spots in front of his vision were rather inviting.... His eyes shut abruptly as his legs gave out.]

[As much as he wanted to kick Saix's face in until he stopped breathing, there was something more important Axel had to take care of. In the form of a blond, who was probably about to stop breathing if nothing was done about it soon. He tightened his grip around Roxas as he felt the other male go limp in his arms, adjusting to pick him up. With one last glare at Saix, mumbling a dark 'I'll deal with you later', Axel turned to take Roxas somewhere safe so he could treat his injuries.]

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