It is when he dies does he realize that he has a heart, that he has had one for the past few months. He will try to drag himself from the wreckage of Castle Oblivion on bloody, torn hands and broken legs to tell everyone, someone of the lies he has just learned.
He will not make it. His arms are too weak, his legs will not hold him any longer until he falls, cheek hitting the rubble with a crack but the pain will matter little. He will fade into fragments of darkness with the thoughts of failure. What he has worked so hard for, what he has done will amount to nothing. Pain, genuine pain will fill his face as he realizes this.
I am sorry, he will struggle to get the words out as the last of the darkness consumes him.
It will be nearly impossible to get Marluxia into a relationship while he is a nobody. He looks down on these memories of emotions, finding them poorly made replicas and unworthy of being felt. He thinks anyone weak if they comply to these false desires, indulge in these lies.
When he learns of a attraction to someone he does his best to completely repress it. (see above)
But, when in love he is head-over-heels in it. He is as sure in his love as anything else in his life. Of course, he will probably never show it to anyone--probably not even the object of his affection.
Marluxia's hair care in the morning consists of running a hand through messy curls and deciding he really has better things to do.
