☾ フェージング月光 ☽

a soft chuckle emits from the brunet, unable to help his small smile. ah yes, the beauty of having friends around that want you to ‘ hook up ‘ with someone. even if Leon finds amusement in Isa’s predicament, he feels sorry for the other — he understand rather well how ridiculous friends, namely close friends, can be.

“ i take it, then, that you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow? ” he inquires teasingly, still smiling.

Isa’s friends have been attempting to find him a date, and as Isa dislikes the whole situation, he has come to Leon to complain about the matter. perhaps he sought an understanding person, someone to cheer him up with a ‘ your friends need to be stopped ’, or something of the sort.

alas, that is not what he gets.

    “I suppose so.”

    Isa huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. Seriously, was Emyd deaf or something? How many times had Isa made it clear to him that he didn’t care about seeing anyone at the moment? He had just gotten his heart back and was just now learning how to deal with his emotions again. A romantic partner would only make that process that much harder, in the blunet’s eyes.

    He begins to pace around, shaking his head a few times whilst he does so. “I don’t understand why they’re so persistent on ‘setting’ me up with someone.” He hisses, allowing his arms to fall back by his side. “It’s starting to get quite irritating.”

    A sigh is given as he turns to face Leon, teal eyes softening a bit. “Perhaps it will all end when I continue to show no interest in anything they have suggested.” Maybe it was time to be heading back? Who knows and who cares? If Isa sees Emyd right now, he might strangle him and that wouldn’t have a good outcome. No matter “how sweet” the blond’s attempts at finding Isa a partner, he still wants to hit him three or four times over the head with his staff. Very, very hard. With no mercy.

    “You need to leave.”

      “no way, yo! i just got here! surely you want me to stay for a while!”

    “No. Not really.”

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He watches and he waits for some kind of response, he wants something from Saix. He needs something. Why couldn’t he understand that? Why didn’t he realize how much he was actually hurting Axel, hurting Lea?

Maybe they weren’t those two dumb kids anymore, maybe they had no chance of ever reliving the days that they had before, of being carefree and normal. But even if that’s the case, Axel doesn’t fucking care. He stills, at the very least, wants Saix.

“Talk. To. Me.”

That’s what the redhead demands once Saix continues on, in silence seemingly forevermore. Why won’t he just say something? It can’t be that hard to speak, when there’s still so much left unsaid, left in the back of their minds to sit and fester because of their current circumstances. Or maybe it just doesn’t exist anymore. Maybe it just doesn’t matter.

“Saix, if I don’t matter to you anymore… if I’m not important to you anymore…”

If Saix were to look over, or focus any attention on Axel’s hands, he would see just how hard they were shaking. Even at his greatest attempts, Axel continues to feel; he continues to hurt. God, what he would give right now to be what the Nobodies are supposed to be – empty shells of no emotion, no feeling.

He breathes in deeply and, continuing in his position of leaning over the bluenet, shakes his head ever so slightly. “… please tell me. Please tell me if this is in vain. I’ve tried. I’ve pushed. I’ve let go. I have been through this, I have done this before — ”

He stops himself from bringing up Lea’s family, which is a term used to describe that mess of people who hated each other very, very loosely.

    The bluenet grinds his teeth until they threaten to chip from the pressure. He clamps his eyes shut for a moment, trying to clear these raging thoughts and the image of Axel’s shaking. Yet it seemed nearly impossible to do. He wants so badly to tell Axel to shut up-- to shut his mouth somehow. Yet, the redhead continued to speak those piercing words that somehow stabbed through the armor that he had once thought to be strong enough to withstand anything. But apparently this time he had been wrong.

    He opens his eyes once more, focusing on Axel. “If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be standing here in front of me now, you fool! Are you really so blind to our current circumstances?! I was trying to protect you!” Saix hisses, glaring up at the taller Nobody. But was that really Saix talking? Or was that someone else?

    His jaw relaxes but he grips the fabric of his coat to keep some form stability; something besides whatever this is. However when he speaks again, his voice had returned to its neutral and cold tone. “Are you satisfied with your answer?” He sighs, making a brief hand gesture and growling softly. This was too much... way too much.

    He despised it.

    Crossing his arms over his chest, he folds one leg over the other, he huffs and shakes his head. “I’ve given you what you so desired and spoken with you. Is there anything else you’d like to know, Lea?” Those last words dripped with venom as he continues to watch Axel, another silence claiming him. Even if his once calm mind rages with tormenting thoughts, nagging at him-- he keeps a straight face.

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Wow, this place was a lot bigger than he thought…

And he was so tiny, so it only seemed even bigger. But it was so empty, how come there weren’t people walking around these halls?

Usually castles had tons of people in them, right?

His thoughts were interrupted when he tripped over the black cloak once again, falling down onto the floor with a loud squeak.

“ N-Nnh, ow… “

    Another long meeting and listening to Xigbar ramble on about these plans of his really wore down Saix’s patience. He still had files to put away before the day’s end and he didn’t know if such a thing was achievable right now. After all, there was only one him and--

    He stops walking to peer down at the child, not saying anything at first. Who had let a child into the castle? Golden eyes narrow before he quietly gasps at the realization and takes a step back.

    “Vexen...”

    How could it be anyone else? The features were unmistakably the same. But how did it happen was the main question. The bluenet is silent for a moment before kneeling down and outstretching a hand to the boy.