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Meeting Again	By : Beachan18 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1244 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 1
Author’s Note:
Reincarnation fic, yes you heard right. So here's the prologue! Kinda short,
but then again, prologues are supposed to! Don't know where I'm going with
this, so please let me know what you think?
Pairings: Axel/Roxas,
Riku/Sora,
Prologue
There is one thing Roxas
likes to do but doesn't admit it to himself, and that is sleeping. He likes to
sleep, but at the same time he dreads it, and it's not for the reasons people
think.
The thing is that when he
goes to sleep, something happens. He remembers things he shouldn't be
remembering because he hasn't gone through them and they're not his memories,
and yet they feel familiar.
He admits that sometimes
he's paranoid, but he hasn't told anybody the reason why he is.
When he walks towards
school, when he's hanging out with friends, when he's at the shop, when he's
doing everyday things, he feels a gaze watching him from somewhere, but when he
turns around no one is there. He wonders if it's his imagination playing tricks
on him or maybe paranoia, but something about that gaze gives him a feeling,
the way he feels those unknown eyes watching him feels familiar.
He always thought the term
eye-fucking was a lie, but after feeling those eyes roaming over his body, he
thinks he knows the feeling. He should feel scared or a little freaked out
about his stalker, but what he feels is the opposite and he doesn't know why.
Somehow, he knows his
stalker is connected to his dreams. He still remembers what happened during one
night when something new happened in the night.
He was dreaming something
he doesn't remember anymore when he suddenly woke up, breathing harshly,
sweating and his heart was beating so fast it was scary. He closed his eyes to
calm himself, and for a moment he remembered a person with green eyes looking
at him, those intense eyes were watching him with a strange emotion in their
depths which caused his heart to beat faster, the heat rushed through him and
he basked in that strange feeling but when he opened his eyes, the feelings
were gone including the face he dreamed about and he wondered if maybe he was
going crazy.
The only thing he still
remembers are those amazing green eyes.
He thinks he should know
who those pair of green eyes belong to, but even then he doesn’t know who that
person IS, or who was it supposed to be…
After that night, he went
to sleep hoping he could continue the dream he was having but luck wasn't on
his side.
But then his dreams
changed.
He dreams strange things
which have no explanation except maybe he saw a movie or something and it got
caught in his subconscious, but somehow he knows he's fooling himself. He
dreams of rain and lightning, of a city surrounded by darkness and figures
dressed in black capes, of fighting strange beings, it's like watching a movie
but you're in it and don't know why. Sometimes the scenes change and there's
talking but he can't understand what they're saying...
Most of all, he starts dreaming...of…
green eyes, red hair, and that annoying smirk which makes the mysterious person
so sexy and so beautiful it hurts to think about because he wants to see him,
even though he doesn't know how to find him. He wonders how does he know the
person is a he but he just knows and there is no explanation. He still thinks
he should know this person and he should know about all of the things he dreams
but he doesn't. It's like there's a black hole of nothingness or a wall that
needs to be breached.
Sometimes, he feels things
which he can't explain because he hasn't done them before, like the first time
he held a wooden sword and just knew how to use it and yet he feels as if
something's missing.
Other nights, he feels a
hard body over his own, a male body embracing him, marking his neck with those
sinful lips, worshiping him with his hands and words. He thinks he should feel
disgusted but he feels happy and sad because somehow he knows this is a dream
and he doesn't want to wake up. He hears a voice telling him sweet nothings in
his ear, he's so into it and the feelings this person evokes in him that he
doesn't pay attention to what the other person is saying, though he doesn't
understand what the other person is saying but he can feel it. He can feel it
in the way he whispers against his ear, the passion, the feeling he can't quite
put into words because it's so new, but something inside him is whispering that
it's wrong wrong wrong because nobodies are not supposed to feel, nobodies are
not supposed to have hearts, feel passion, love. He wakes up and he wonders
what the hell is wrong with him. Nobodies? He thinks maybe he really needs
therapy.
Sometimes when he’s deep
in between sleep and wakefulness, he whispers a name but when he wakes up
completely he forgets…
He wonders if it should
mean something that he is starting to have these kinds dreams more frequently,
starts to see his mystery person more clearly, and starts to understand some of
the words that are being said.
He goes to sleep, dreading
what he’s going to dream this time, while another part of him secretly wants to
keep dreaming and be with his mystery person and just be with him and never
wake up.
He tells himself 'Maybe I
won't dream anything' but he's not surprised in the morning that he was wrong.
Something is different
this dream; he sees sad, green eyes, looking at him as he leaves, happiness
when he sees that person again, helping him and he thinks 'It's him!', and then
comes a deep pain in his chest as he watches his mystery person dying and he
thinks 'how how how is this happening? You can't die please don't die'
And then he hears those
words, “Let’s meet again in the next life.”
He sees himself sitting on
a top of a tower, eating ice cream and talking to the stranger who is not a
stranger at all and when they say goodbye, he knows they'll meet again.
And then, he wakes up
whispering 'Axel' and this time he doesn't forget. He feels excited and happy
because he remembers his name! and it's like something monumental just
happened.

Roxas'
brain was still fuzzy from sleep as he sat up on the bed, remembering the dream
he had that night so vividly.
"Axel..." When
he whispered that name, he felt an indescribable emotion surging through him...
But he still thought those dreams were all weird and yet they were so real. And
what was weird was that people he knew were also in them...Same names and
everything...'Maybe I've been playing too many video games, damnit'
His thoughts were
interrupted when he heard an annoying POUNDING coming from the other side of
his door.
“Oi, Roxas! Wake up or
we’re going to be late!”
Huh? "Wha-?"
But before he could get
his brain in gear, Sora walked inside the room like it was his own, with a big
smile on his face. 'How can he be this hyper in the morning? It cannot be
natural'
"Yay! You're up!
Well, sort of. But come on, it's the first day of summer! We need to help uncle
Cid open the store! Roxas, Roxas, Roxas!"
"Fine, just shut up
for a moment." Ouch, and was that a look of hurt on his big brother's
face? Well, now he felt bad.
"Sorry, I just had a
bad night." Roxas said, rubbing his face and pushing his legs from the
bed.
"Hmm, it's okay, I
know you didn't mean it! So come on already, you have to eat!" Ahh, Sora,
always so nice and hyper. Totally opposite from his younger brother.
Roxas totally forgot that
today was the first day of summer vacation, and he was supposed to spend it
helping Uncle Cid at the store.
But somehow, he felt as if
that day was going to be different…that something was going to happen…
Again, his thoughts were
interrupted by his annoying, hyper older brother who was still in the room,
looking at the closet for clothes. "Cloud is making us some breakfast so
get your ass up!" He took the clothes from the closet and threw them at
Roxas, who once again fell onto the bed and covered his body with the bed
covers.
"Ok, ok. Just hold on
for a second."
"Just don't take
forever, k? You know how Cid gets when you're not punctual!"
Heh, does he ever.
Finally, Sora left the room charging towards the stairs.
'I don't want to get up!'
His brain still felt
fuzzy, but something inside of him was glowing and he didn't know why...
TBC
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