[Kingdom Hearts] Lightweight [Axel/Xigbar]
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Title: Lightweight
Claim: Axel/Xigbar
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20_dreams
Rating: PG/PG13
Word Count: 800
Summary: It's obviously not love. It's more like having friends with benefits. Twenty fictional facts.
Notes: This was a lot harder than I thought it would be, but it was fun. I think I cheated for half of them, though. Are we allowed to use dialogue? Aha oh well.
01//
“So you’re the new kid on the block, eh?”
Axel looks up at the strange man talking to him, takes in the hair and the eye and the scar, and says with a slightly smirk, “You must’ve been here ages.”
Xigbar grins. “Naw, I’m just naturally this good looking.”
It’s the start of a beautiful friendship.
02//
They argue over strategy: Xigbar for the long-range approach, Axel for the down-and-dirty close range. At the end of the day, however, no one can deny that the combination of such strategies makes them a pretty kickass team.
03//
They were lucky — unlike some members of the Organization, neither complained about partnering up for off-world missions. It was more fun that way, after all. And afterwards they could come back and swap stories about how Vexen doesn’t cooperate well and Larxene thinks she can win every battle alone.
04//
The obvious assumption is that Luxord would be the one most inclined to make bets. Luxord, however, is cautious, and takes bets he knows he can win — on the other hand, Xigbar and Axel gamble on every little thing, reckless and unafraid, not caring what was won or lost, for the thrill of the competition.
05//
“So…you won’t take your eye patch off for me because…you’re afraid I’ll think you’re ugly?”
Xigbar snorted, punching Axel in the arm. “More like I’m afraid you’ll run off with it and never give it back.”
06//
It was Axel who suggested that, hey, Xigbar used to be a scientist, hadn’t he, and wouldn’t sex on the ceiling be a rather interesting experiment?
07//
They’re both pretty loud during sex, but the cons of that are offset by the fact that they liked to fuck in completely inappropriate places that other people didn’t go anyway.
08//
It wasn’t long before they could tell the other apart from the crowd, that dark sea of black jackets, whether it be a quirk of the head, a tilt of the hip, a flick of the arm. Of course, the fact that Xigbar’s coat was a little different than the others, and that Axel was built like a stick helped a lot.
09//
There were times where silence reigned, where you know talking would ruin everything, where Axel traced the scars on Xigbar’s naked body with a light finger and Xigbar would kick him in the leg until he got the message and stopped. Those were good times.
10//
And then there were times where insults were thrown back and forth, where battles against Heartless left them tired and bleeding, where lives were almost lost and missions almost failed. Those were good times too.
11//
Another habit Xigbar picked up from Braig happened to be his fondness for large, small-print filled physics books. Axel likes to go out of his way to use them as door stops.
12//
Xigbar laughs when Axel suggests asking Xemnas to send him to Castle Oblivion. The Freeshooter may be brash, but he sure as hell ain’t suicidal. One double agent was enough.
13//
“So, the Superior wants you to destroy him if he doesn’t come back, huh?” Xigbar comments offhandedly, catching Axel outside the meeting room. “What’re you going to do?”
And for possibly the first time in their knowing each other, Axel didn’t tell the other Nobody a thing that was on his mind.
14//
They contemplate the graveyard together.
“Why do you think Xemnas put this here? Better yet, how do you think they’re connected to us?” Axel cocks his head, staring at the dark squares of the Oblivion members.
“Hell if I know,” Xigbar replied, shrugging.
“You’re the one that used to be a scientist.”
“And that’s your excuse for everything.”
15//
Axel doesn’t smoke. He hates the smell, the taste, the ashes. Braig used to, and Xigbar picked up the habit. One can see how things could get tense. But for every cigarette left not in an ashtray, for every kiss that tastes like an old, abandoned house, for every amused utterance of “got a light?” Axel tells himself to suck it up. Everyone makes sacrifices.
16//
Yet, Axel can’t seem to see the sacrifices Xigbar has made in this life. He’s starting to wonder if they’re even there.
17//
Axel’s not a pyromaniac, anyone could tell you that. But Xigbar likes the colors, and Axel doesn’t mind burning things for a good cause.
18//
Xigbar knows that Axel prefers Roxas’s company to his, but it doesn’t matter as long as Axel prefers fucking him to Roxas.
19//
Therefore, it doesn’t surprise Xigbar when Axel runs off to find Roxas. He just wishes that the punk bastard would have said goodbye first.
20//
There’s only a few of them left; their plan seems ruined. But Xigbar’d be damned to hell and back if he didn’t go out with a bang even more impressive than he’s sure Axel made.
Title: Lightweight
Claim: Axel/Xigbar
Written For:
20_dreamsRating: PG/PG13
Word Count: 800
Summary: It's obviously not love. It's more like having friends with benefits. Twenty fictional facts.
Notes: This was a lot harder than I thought it would be, but it was fun. I think I cheated for half of them, though. Are we allowed to use dialogue? Aha oh well.
01//
“So you’re the new kid on the block, eh?”
Axel looks up at the strange man talking to him, takes in the hair and the eye and the scar, and says with a slightly smirk, “You must’ve been here ages.”
Xigbar grins. “Naw, I’m just naturally this good looking.”
It’s the start of a beautiful friendship.
02//
They argue over strategy: Xigbar for the long-range approach, Axel for the down-and-dirty close range. At the end of the day, however, no one can deny that the combination of such strategies makes them a pretty kickass team.
03//
They were lucky — unlike some members of the Organization, neither complained about partnering up for off-world missions. It was more fun that way, after all. And afterwards they could come back and swap stories about how Vexen doesn’t cooperate well and Larxene thinks she can win every battle alone.
04//
The obvious assumption is that Luxord would be the one most inclined to make bets. Luxord, however, is cautious, and takes bets he knows he can win — on the other hand, Xigbar and Axel gamble on every little thing, reckless and unafraid, not caring what was won or lost, for the thrill of the competition.
05//
“So…you won’t take your eye patch off for me because…you’re afraid I’ll think you’re ugly?”
Xigbar snorted, punching Axel in the arm. “More like I’m afraid you’ll run off with it and never give it back.”
06//
It was Axel who suggested that, hey, Xigbar used to be a scientist, hadn’t he, and wouldn’t sex on the ceiling be a rather interesting experiment?
07//
They’re both pretty loud during sex, but the cons of that are offset by the fact that they liked to fuck in completely inappropriate places that other people didn’t go anyway.
08//
It wasn’t long before they could tell the other apart from the crowd, that dark sea of black jackets, whether it be a quirk of the head, a tilt of the hip, a flick of the arm. Of course, the fact that Xigbar’s coat was a little different than the others, and that Axel was built like a stick helped a lot.
09//
There were times where silence reigned, where you know talking would ruin everything, where Axel traced the scars on Xigbar’s naked body with a light finger and Xigbar would kick him in the leg until he got the message and stopped. Those were good times.
10//
And then there were times where insults were thrown back and forth, where battles against Heartless left them tired and bleeding, where lives were almost lost and missions almost failed. Those were good times too.
11//
Another habit Xigbar picked up from Braig happened to be his fondness for large, small-print filled physics books. Axel likes to go out of his way to use them as door stops.
12//
Xigbar laughs when Axel suggests asking Xemnas to send him to Castle Oblivion. The Freeshooter may be brash, but he sure as hell ain’t suicidal. One double agent was enough.
13//
“So, the Superior wants you to destroy him if he doesn’t come back, huh?” Xigbar comments offhandedly, catching Axel outside the meeting room. “What’re you going to do?”
And for possibly the first time in their knowing each other, Axel didn’t tell the other Nobody a thing that was on his mind.
14//
They contemplate the graveyard together.
“Why do you think Xemnas put this here? Better yet, how do you think they’re connected to us?” Axel cocks his head, staring at the dark squares of the Oblivion members.
“Hell if I know,” Xigbar replied, shrugging.
“You’re the one that used to be a scientist.”
“And that’s your excuse for everything.”
15//
Axel doesn’t smoke. He hates the smell, the taste, the ashes. Braig used to, and Xigbar picked up the habit. One can see how things could get tense. But for every cigarette left not in an ashtray, for every kiss that tastes like an old, abandoned house, for every amused utterance of “got a light?” Axel tells himself to suck it up. Everyone makes sacrifices.
16//
Yet, Axel can’t seem to see the sacrifices Xigbar has made in this life. He’s starting to wonder if they’re even there.
17//
Axel’s not a pyromaniac, anyone could tell you that. But Xigbar likes the colors, and Axel doesn’t mind burning things for a good cause.
18//
Xigbar knows that Axel prefers Roxas’s company to his, but it doesn’t matter as long as Axel prefers fucking him to Roxas.
19//
Therefore, it doesn’t surprise Xigbar when Axel runs off to find Roxas. He just wishes that the punk bastard would have said goodbye first.
20//
There’s only a few of them left; their plan seems ruined. But Xigbar’d be damned to hell and back if he didn’t go out with a bang even more impressive than he’s sure Axel made.
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Date: 2008-07-03 07:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-03 07:35 pm (UTC)Me too. :D *bricked*
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Date: 2008-07-03 08:55 pm (UTC)Axel/Xigbar has been my guilty pleasure for god knows how long. ♥
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Date: 2008-07-03 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-07-04 01:27 am (UTC)*loves all over this fic*
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Date: 2008-07-04 01:35 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:21 pm (UTC)Now, this is why I love you so much. You can stuff so much meaning into two sentences it's more thick and intense and and... and stuff than a fic of 1846318461 words. ♥ *squishies and feeds cookies*
I laughed, and I squee'd, and I snickered through this all, which is a good combination. :D It still didn't make me like Xig, but you make him fun. x)
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Date: 2008-07-04 05:59 pm (UTC)>.< ♥ Aw, thank you very much. I tend to ramble when I do longish!fic, so it's nice to know I can do just the opposite. Though I don't know where you're getting this "full of meaning" crap from... *bricked*
WHAT EVERYONE SHOULD LOVE XIGBAR♥ ! I'm glad ya liked it.no subject
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