Love in the Snow

OOC: my god woman... IOU props for totally ruining the moment... oooo~~ the awesome-ness of the plot twist is just.... er... awesome O.o
XD


What must a man do to have some PEACE!? He growled this time revealing his teeth as he clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall as Marluxia taunted his name. Is it so hard to take steps that would lead him away from his room? This night had only seemed perfect from the outside, but truly it was just another mirage that led him on only to crush him and scatter his remains to the winds. Marluxia knocked at his door once more, and he did not answer. A silence fell between the three, Larxene just seeming to be observing him and the assassin quite carefully, Axel hoping Marluixa had gone away, and Marluxia in thought outside the door... still not leaving. Just when Axel was hoping to be relieved of his retreat, his deep and slow voice came once more, like a sharp shrill to his ears, slightly twitching and shrugging at it. He was just once inch away from exploding. Axel turned his head swiftly towards the door as the words 'speaking to someone before me' came out of his mouth.
Oh no... he'd heard her... him speaking. He tightened his fist, hoping that he hadn't realized at least to whom he was speaking to... oh please, please, please..
His expression completely dropped along with is slender jaw as Larxene answered to Malruxia's call,

“I'm fine"

“No...”

Though she was barely able to speak, and what actually came out of her mouth was nothing more than a soft rasp, it was still quite clear and loud in contrast to the whole silence present in the room. He was sure that Marluxia had definitely heard her voice... her call. He was leaning against the door, his back facing Larxene, so she didn't see him with his dropped expression as he stared at the wall in bafflement, as he slowly raised his hand to cover his open mouth.
“Why?”
He turned his head, only taking a peak over his shoulder to see Larxene staring into nothingness.
“Impossible...”
Larxene's response to Marluxia's inquiry was enough to give him the message... she didn't want to be here. Turning back toward the door, he held back the emotions he felt, his anger and frustration from Marluxia and the disappointment he'd just gotten mingling together to form something even he couldn't describe. He shut his eyes tight as he could as a thin layer of liquid came about his eyes only to disappear when he willed it. Larxene had given him his answer, she hadn't forgiven him for his inane actions. He didn't look back at Larxene, or at what she might be doing, knowing he couldn't meet her eyes, he simply reached for the handle. Marluxia surely must know she was indeed in his room. His lips curled once more as his hands trembled even before touching the knob... but puling his strength together, he turned it.
Marluxia stood at the other side of the door with his hand raised ready for another knock as Axel slowly opened the door. His green eyes twitched as he looked at the Graceful Assassin. It was pretty obvious that he'd already see the yellow haired woman laying at his bed. He opened his mouth to say something... some sort of excuse for having her in his room, and lying about it... but not a word came. He simply stared at the man outside his door with an expressionless face as he softly spoke, his voice shanking slightly, “T-take her to her room.... She.. She needs to rest...”
Taking one last glance at the woman he truly loved, and being entangled by the small misunderstanding, without any other words, and without giving Marluxia a chance to say something, he grabbed his organization trench coat lying at the chair next to the door, he walked out of his own room, leaving Marluxia to deal with Larxene.
Putting on his coat, he swiftly walked down the labyrinth of hallways disappearing behind a corner.
Looks like his little prediction and fear was coming true... There cannot be any sort of relation between them except for what they had from the beginning, the love he felt for her will not be expressed, the words he wanted her to hear will not reach her ears, the feelings he nourished for so long will be abandoned in the dark and slowly, in time it will wither away into nothingness.


OOC: ANF.. keep the card.. i have not forgotten abtout that... i'll figure out a way to get to you.. lol =]

 

lol... in what way bad or good haha

 

"Yeah. That was funny. I bet he got a twitch now."

 

"That was priceless though, even if the boulder was fake that was just such a werid reaction!" Chrys giggled. In the choas that had ensued she hadn't even relised she still had a firm grip on Demyx's hand.

 

"yeah...oh. You can let go now"

 

"Oh... God, Sorry." Chrys laughed nervously as she dropped his hand.

 

"It's okay." He said. "So still up for snowboarding?"

 

"Of course." She smiled "Wouldn't skip that for nothing."

 

"So...I never snowboarded before"

 

"I'll teach you then." She smiled, "It's easy enough to pick up on."

 

OOC: good or bad?? Well we'll figure that out when the time comes... Well Axel is and will be alone soon enough. Come to me then. =] Don't worry, he won't kill you. xD

 

OOC: Aww, Axel...that pulled at my heart strings.

Larxene, still struggling, momentarily stopped when she saw Axel going to open the door, and relieved, she merely went to lay back on the mattress, entirely exhausted as aches pounded in her arms. This way, Marluxia would know she's here, and if he insisted on something else, she would just shake her head. Closing her eyes patiently for a moment in rest, she opened them again, watching Axel go to he handle, though his posture was odd...looked tense. Thinking it was because of the anger she herself was feeling from being constantly interrupted, she ignored it, and saw as the door opened, revealing Marluxia, whose eyes immediately went to her, only to stare back at Axel, who seemed to just be gazing at him. Thinking she should raise her hand to signal the pink haired man, it was halted when she heard Axel's words. "T-take her to her room.... She.. She needs to rest..."

It was like a complete slap to the face, as she gasped silently, her eyes widening, not only in surprise, but injured in a way that hit deeper than expected. Something heavy inside her fell, like it's been damaged and marred, hitting the hard ground, and her vision was now in a haze as the action just processed, watching him get his cloak and walk away...from her. Leaving her with another man. Abandoning her with somebody else to take care of her. She didn't understand...was she too much to handle? Was it that he couldn't take it? Was it that he was tired of her? Then the memory of before reminded her of the look he had given her when staring at him with inquiry, frustrated, almost scolding, and she felt another painful something inside crush, so much, that it gave her nerves the biggest disappointment she could fathom. He left her, because she was useless. And then....Axel didn't bother to give her a glance, or tell her where he was going, was just...gone. Her head shook slightly, not believing that happened, admonishing herself for believing he was different, even for just a moment. Perhaps it wasn't love or anything else romantic she was seeing when he was taking care of her, maybe is what she thought before in the first place...that he cared for her and all, being hurt after a fall, and probably did what a loving friend would do...but nothing less, and nothing more.

Her stomach churned uncomfortably as another emotional bruise stabbed her, tears building her eyelids the more the realization hit her. He didn't love her...he didn't love her, not that way she wanted him to, and she was close to admitting it to him...and be rejected. Be utterly rejected in the end. The type of pain she was feeling right now at the thought...the type of misery her body was now shaking over for, it was unexplainable. Despite Marluxia being there, she didn't even give a damn as salty water poured from her eyes like a faucet to the side of her cheeks, her hand shuddering as they clenched into fists, pursing her lips to stop herself from uttering a cry. It was all pointless, all useless, and...what a fool she was to think he might feel the same way. Zexion was wrong, she wasn't running from something great, because there was nothing. She opened her trust again only to let it be thrown back in her face.

As her chest shook with quiet sobs, she was glad she didn't have a heart; she wouldn't hear it breaking.

Marluxia just stood by the door, uncertain by the turn of events. First, starting with Axel opening the door, giving him this irritated, but pained stare, before getting his stuff and going away so easily. He had expected more stubborness on his part. Second, after thinking he got his way, he stepped in the room, only to see by the lighting of the hallway Larxene seeing Axel walk off, she didn't even really seem to notice him as her eyes trailed on the redhead's back. As he headed closer to her, another shock was given to him, and this time, it was justified. The Savage Nymph was crying. Not fake, not to be pitied, not for anything due on purpose, but truthfully, crying. His eyes grew in surprise, for the first time his calm and nonchalant expression showing some other type of aura other than extreme self-confidence. He had never seen Larxene do any water works, let alone so openly, and for a second, he stared, still not being able to grasp it was truly occurring. His face blank, now switched to that of worried lover, he went to her in a relaxed manner, sitting down on the bed beside her as he lifted her up. Marluxia was startled to find her easily by will throw her arms around him, her head laying on his chest, but otherwise, calm. But he knew she was spilling countless tears right now.

Not knowing what to think about this momentarily, he returned the embrace without any hesitation, his hand massaging her back tenderly in a comforting manner, as his face dug into the top of her hair. This all stunned him, never did he think he had to console a person such as Larxene.

 

OOC: poor Larxene.. =[



Pulling his hood over his head to conceal his face from everyone, and himself, he walked down the halls wandering away from his room, trying not to think about what Larxene and Marluxia might be talking about. He simply stuffed his hands in his pocket and walked on, slowly. After a couple twists and turns, his legs gave up on him. His legs shook from the hurt, from his un-denying love and loss of his only love. He leaned against the wall keeping his posture, as a trembling hand reached for his hidden eyes to wipe the liquid hovering in them. His entire body shook from the shock. It was unbelievable. It already seemed like years since she lay in his arms, in a loving embrace... he could still smell her sweet scent. He stared at his gloveless hands, only thinking how they caressed her. Putting them on him lips and under his nose, he tried to look for her scent, her essence... but there was nothing. She was gone. She didn't love him. She's never loved him.
The world was too cruel. His heart pounding in his chest as he continued to think of those sweet moments. Perhaps it was a good thing that Marluxia had come between them, at least he now knew how she felt. Putting his arms around himself, he straightened up. He wanted to go far from this place... far from his room. He was completely broken, shattered. Why? Why did she lead him on like that? Why did she come after him in the woods? Why had she come so close to him when they were alone? Why? Why? Why? The questions came round and around until he couldn't take it anymore.
“Damn!” he yelled in agony. He once more began to walk down the halls. Taking the stairs instead of the elevator to avoid people, he headed back towards floor one. He wanted to be alone, thoughtless, and mindless. The image of Marluxia and Larxene together only made him ache even more. As soon as he entered the hallways of the ground floor, he was face-to-face with Zexion. Staring at the Cloaked Schemer for a brief moment, he turned the opposite way, not before leaving him a few words.
“You were wrong.”
He didn't wait for his reply, he simply walked away once again, disappearing behind yet another corner. He couldn't have been more wrong. Totally, completely and utterly WRONG! Axel clenched his fists, along with his teeth as he now reached a dead end, moreover the door leading to the indoor pool. The place was deserted, and it was good enough. He slid the glass door open and entered the room. The water humbly sloshed in the pool as he made himself comfortable on one of the lounge chairs. Closing his eyes he only wanted to think of nothing, but that nothing only formed into Larxene. He slowly opened his eyes to let that image fade. He didn't want it now, though it was the only thing he had left, a mere image of her. His fingers slowly caressed the cold water as he guided his mind out of this place, away from him... from her.

 

He smiled back. "Thanks"

 

"No worries, It'll be a blast. I'm not exactly the best of intrustors though, but like I said: It's easy enough to pick up on."

 

"Aye aye captain"

 

Suddenly Chrys snapped to attention and saultued, a very serious expression on her face. However, as soon as she managed to take up the stance her stoney expression broke as she fell into a fit of hysterical giggles.

 

He laughed along. "You should seen your face"

 

"I know, serious just so ain't my thing." Chrys laughed.

 

"I can't be serious even if I wanted"