Awkward [That AU]

[binarysky]

I'm gonna go get some ice cream—you keep catching up with these guys. Be back soon!

It hadn't been the first lie he told Sora, but it was the one that made Roxas the most nervous, especially considering the reason for it. But after talking with Aerith, he needed some space from the restoration committee and Sora both. She knew who he was, or knew something, and that was too close, even if she'd promised not to tell.

So of course he'd gone in search of someone who definitely knew him. That wasn't dangerous or anything. But suddenly he really needed to talk to Axel, even if he didn't quite have the words yet. He could only hope his best friend had been keeping an eye on them from the distance; Roxas would have, if it were him.

That hope was validated ten minutes or so later when he heard the soft sound of unfurling darkness behind him and turned to see Axel staring at him with one raised eyebrow. "So," he said. "You done with all this yet? Learned everything you need to?"

"Not yet," Roxas sighed, and he knew they were probably both a little disappointed about that. "Don't ask me when I will be, I don't know. What about you? What's happening with the rest of the Organization?"

"Oh, them." Axel waved one hand in a theatrically dismissive gesture. "Don't worry about them. I'm keeping my ear to the ground, running a little distraction for you when I have to. But they're a little nervous about confronting the two of you directly. Two Keyblade masters? Who'd have thought?"

"Yeah, well, it wasn't my idea," Roxas grumbled, and looked away for a moment. "I didn't ask to exist."

"Right. Hey, good job with Xaldin, by the way," Axel said. "I never liked him anyway. The rest of the Organization would be pretty angry if they had the heart for it, though."

Roxas just sighed. Just now, he didn't care what the Organization thought. "Axel, what do you think I should do?" he asked after a moment. "If you really think I should leave with you, I will. I just don't feel like I'm done yet.

When he looked up, his friend's eyes were far away. Roxas wasn't sure if he saw regret there or if it was just his imagination. "Can't help you there," Axel said, clapping one hand on his shoulder. "But you know I'm with you. Whatever happens."

"Yeah," he said, the corner of his mouth twitching in a half-smile. "I know."

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[soracles]

Roxas doesn't have to tell Sora twice — with a demonstrative swipe of his Keyblade he's sent a jagged block of ice that would do an angry number on anybody, not just those who hate the cold.

Here's to hoping that Axel's reflexes are as sharp today as they ever are. The hiss of cold air around Sora's weapon has barely even dissipated before he's preparing another Blizzara. And if that first one hits as hard as intended, Sora's plan is to continue hurling one after the other until he's either out of magic or he and Roxas have gained an upper hand.

In all fairness, though, Roxas and Sora vs. one Axel probably isn't that fair of a fight.

[binarysky]

Axel jumps back, quick as always, but the spell isn't exactly slow. It catches him on the side, magic splashing over his arm and torso, immediately crystallizing into painfully frigid-looking frost and ice. He grimaces briefly, and Roxas knows why from experience. It hurts, even if it's not enough to take him out.

He better step in to end this, though. Painful as getting nailed with elemental magic can be, Axel's more than capable of fighting back against it. But that would make this fight real, and that needs to not happen. Raising a Keyblade, he steps forward, accidentally-on-purpose blocking Sora's direct line of spellcasting, and calls down a lightning spell directly on Axel. It'll leave him singed but not take him out.

"You ready to face both of us?" he asks, trying to convey a threat with his voice and a sense of get out of here with his expression.

"Oh, no way. Two of you?" Axel shakes his head and steps back, hands on his hips. "Sorry, but I know when to cut my losses. I'm sure I'll see you again soon, though." A corridor of darkness swirls up around him, and Roxas almost thinks he sees a wink before Axel goes. And then it's just the two of them.

He waits for a second, halfway not wanting to look at Sora in case this has utterly failed to fool him. But then he forces himself to relax, and turns back.

"Thanks," he said. "He came out of nowhere—I didn't know anyone from the Organization was sneaking around here." That, technically, was not a lie. He didn't know for sure.

how do i write sora i just dont know

[soracles]

This entire journey they've been on together has been sort of like a long string of good luck for Roxas — or, maybe it's less that, and more the fact that Sora is gullible, and so eager to trust him. What they've been fighting through these past few months ... it's sort of like the adventures he'd dreamed about going on with Riku, when they first left their little island, when Sora first saw that he was okay, and before Riku turned around and betrayed him.

There's no way Roxas would ever do that to him. So when he turns back to looks at him, Sora just shrugs, a light smile on his features.

"No worries. They have a habit of doing that, huh? You all right?"

you're making me feel guilty so you're doing it right so far

[binarysky]

From the outside, Roxas' deep sigh of relief probably looks like it comes fro having backup, not from having someone who trusts him believe his lie.

"I'm fine," he says, and if he feels a pang in his chest, at least his smile is real. "You got here just in time, huh? Thanks."

[soracles]

"Heh — well, it's not like they stand any chance against the two of us, right?"

That's probably exactly what the Organization would want, now that he thinks about it. Split the two of them up and fight them separately — better chances that way. Or, maybe it's to give them separate mobs of Heartless to fight, if it's timed right. That's what they were really trying to do, wasn't it?

Sora can be a pretty good tactician when he wants to be. Has to be, rather. Of course, to do that, it helps to have to full story, instead of working off of what he believes is true.

"I wonder if something like walkie-talkies would be a good idea to have. Y'know, just in case one of us gets cornered again."

[binarysky]

Sora's right about that. It's a nice thought -- the two of them doing some good in a way that no one could stop. If Roxas were more of a hero, the idea would make him cheerier than it does, though it still leaves him smiling.

"Yeah," he says. "You know, that's a really good idea. Maybe one of the shops here sells them?"

He nods over his shoulder and starts moving, expecting Sora to come with him. Walkie-talkies aren't the sort of thing Aerith would have, but maybe those ducks have some. Or maybe some of the other people that have slowly begun to return to this world, making it their home again.

"Too bad there's no spell for it." As far as he knows. "We could just magic-talk to each other."

[soracles]

............ Hold the walkie-talkie.

"Wait ... do you think that's something Merlin could figure out?"

If they heckled him enough, maybe? Because honestly, magical communication — telepathy, even — would be just about the coolest thing Sora has ever had in his arsenal. We don't need no Graviga, we don't need no motherfudging Stopga, we've got CHATGA.

And there he goes, down a very silly line of thought, as he lifts his arms, hands behind his head, following Roxas as he walks on.

[binarysky]

"Uhhh...maybe!"

He hadn't meant it as anything more than wishful thinking, but there's something about Sora he's come to know in the last few months—he's capable of really making people believe. If he thinks they can annoy persuade Merlin into setting up the spell, who knows? Maybe they can.

Roxas tosses a grin over his shoulder and picks up the pace as they turn the corner to the ice cream place. Ah, shoot—there's a line. He hangs back a little as they get to the end of it, partly because he's still bad at small talk with strangers and partly because, silly spell idea now past, a more serious topic has returned to the top of his mind.

"Speaking of talking," he says carefully, not at all sure this is a good idea. "You know, when that Nobody first showed up, he acted like he wanted to talk to me. Before the fighting."

[soracles]

"Huh?"

He's still in pretty serious CHATGA mode, so it takes a minute of standing there in line, processing that thought Roxas just tossed at him, before he asks for an elaboration.

"You really think so? Huh ... Probably just wanted to say a bunch of mysterious stuff like they always do."

[binarysky]

'Mysterious stuff' doesn't fit with what he knows of Axel, but he's different from the rest of the Organization. Besides, that's one advantage he has that Sora doesn't—he knows Axel.

"Probably!" he says, grateful that Sora hasn't pointed out that Roxas is a pretty awful liar. But no, he can't leave it there, or what was the point of bringing it up? "It's just...do you think they're all the same? Even if he started a fight when I wouldn't listen to him," he says quickly. "What if we tried it?"

[soracles]

"You mean ... try to talk to them?"

He looks outright quizzical then, because that's so far of a deviance from everything they've wound up doing, so counter to the way every question he'd tried asking got flung right back in his face, that there's a split second there where he thinks that there's something Roxas isn't telling him.

"That hasn't really worked before though, right? What makes you think this guy's different?"

[binarysky]

Ugh. Why is he even doing this? Roxas isn't sure. All he knows is that he can't just come out and tell Sora what he is—he can't—but things probably can't go on like this forever, either.

"I don't know if he is," he says after a moment, and a small voice in the back of his head whispers Liar. "Like you saw, he was ready to fight when I was." He shakes his head. "I just keep wondering if being a Nobody means you have to be bad. The Organization's done awful things, but don't you think it's sad, not to have a heart? Or wonder what it's like?"

[soracles]

It would be a lie about as big and fat as Roxas' entire shtick this world-hopping trip if Sora said he hadn't wondered.

"I ... guess so." Hadn't Yen Sid said Nobodies pretend to have a heart? Try to make it sound like they're actually the good guys here, to throw them off?

It'd be easy to brush this whole line of thought off with that reminder, but he can't. Because, he trusts Roxas and wants to respect what he thinks. And also, because Donald's the one who's absolutely gonna give them crap for this later.

"Well ..." He doesn't really think this would actually work. But maybe that's a tiny part of the reason why he offers.

"Tell you what. How about, first Nobody that feels like chatting instead of fighting — and I mean, without the usual tricks and stuff — we hear them out? If it'd make you feel better."

[binarysky]

During the few seconds that Sora takes in his words and considers, Roxas doesn't have much hope that he's been very persuasive. Who could blame Sora for having no sympathy for Nobodies? The lesser ones do tangible harm to people and places, and the powerful ones lie like they breathe. They don't deserve the benefit of the doubt.

But then Sora does something he's done several times before—he surprises Roxas.

"Really?" He should probably watch himself; there's no reason he should be giving Sora a relieved smile, but he can't help himself. "It would, yeah. Just to try once, you know? And if nothing good comes from it, we won't have to wonder."

He doesn't have to wonder if talking to most of them would do any good; he's sure it would do nothing but confirm Sora's idea of what Organization members are like. But there's one particular Organization member who can be trusted to be reasonable. If he can get a message to Axel then maybe, just maybe, Sora won't hate him when he finds out the truth.