A magma drawing session with friends this time was our special interests/hyperfixations It turned into all many of my favorite things. The canvases sesh was with friends from the Doodledate community so that's what's up with the caption under that one.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/3
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts (Video Games), Pocket Monsters: Sword & Shield | Pokemon Sword & Shield Versions
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Axel/Roxas/Xion (Kingdom Hearts), Axel & Roxas & Xion (Kingdom Hearts), Kairi & Riku & Sora (Kingdom Hearts)
Summary:
Coming to you live from Hammerlocke City, an interview with up and coming Pokemon trainer, Roxas, and his two best friends! Their reasons for competing in this year's championship may surprise you.
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Sora's gone missing in action, and so has the rescue team sent to retrieve him. B Team, Roxas, Axel, and Xion, have followed their last known gummi ship coordinates to a vast world inhabited by the strange and wonderful creatures called Pokemon. When they realize winning Pokemon battles means winning publicity, they set out to defeat as many trainers and smile at as many cameras as needed to find their friends.
Summary: The ice cream stall only had one sea salt ice cream left, so Roxas decides the best thing to do is to share.
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Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Roxas caught sight of Xion emerging at the edge of the clock tower. She had set out to buy their daily salty treat quite some time ago, so worry had begun to settle in his stomach.
"Xion!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and relief. He blinked in confusion, however, when he noticed that she was clutching two ice creams of different colors. One was a familiar shade of sea blue while the other was a creamy white hue which he had never seen before.
Xion's voice trailed off as she spoke, her gaze fixed on the white ice cream in her hand. "They only had one left... I wasn't sure what else to get or who should have it."
“Oh.” Roxas stared for a moment, transfixed by the sight of the new treat. For some reason, he had never fully processed that there were other flavors of ice cream that they could try. For all he knew, this new treat might be the best thing he had ever tasted. And yet, it could also be nothing but a sad imitation to their beloved sea salt flavor.
Xion lifted the ice cream stick up high so that it glimmered in the light of the setting sun. “It’s called Vanilla. The ice cream guy said it was the closest thing he had.”
She walked over to the clocktower’s edge and very carefully sat down while still holding onto both ice creams. Her gaze remained on them as she thought hard enough that Roxas was sure he could feel it.
“We could share it…Both of them,” he reasoned. That made the most sense. That way neither of them would need to miss out.
Xion bit her lip. “I guess that makes sense.”
There was an awkward pause between them while they both just sat there unmoving. Sensing her hesitation, Roxas decided he better make the first move. It was his brilliant idea, after all.
He took the blue ice cream from her hand. Closing his eyes, he bit into the edge of the treat. A contrasting blend of salt and sweetness hit his tongue, sending waves of delight through his senses.
When he reopened his eyes, he saw that she had taken a bite out of the vanilla ice cream. Her eyes were wide and she was grinning. “It isn’t sea salt, but it’s really good!” she exclaimed gleefully. “Here, you have to try it.”
She pushed the ice cream stick into his free hand with so much excitement that she tilted a little too far over the side of the tower. With a laugh, she righted herself and took the sea salt ice cream.
He watched her take a bite at the same time he took his own. The flavor was softer on his tongue, but it was sweet and rich and smooth.
Smiling at each other, they exchanged sticks again and repeated their actions. After a while, it became a bit tedious to keep swapping the sticks back and forth, so they ended up moving closer and holding the sticks between them where they could both lean in to reach the creamy treats.
“Ahem.” Started at the sound of someone clearing their throat, the two of them jolted apart.
Roxas’ heart skipped a beat as he turned to see who had disturbed them. Unsurprisingly, it was Axel who had promised to meet them today as usual. “What took you so long?” Roxas asked.
Their older friend scratched the back of his spiking hair. “They were all out of sea salt ice cream. Had a tough time deciding what else to get. Finally settled on mint chip.” He held up a spotted green treat which he used to gesture at them accusingly. “What exactly have you two been up to in my absence?”
For some reason, Roxas felt like he should feel embarrassed but he didn’t understand why. “We were just sharing since there was only one left.”
Axel groaned, plopping down on Roxas’ opposite side. “At least get a bowl if you’re gonna do that,” he explained in exasperation.
Roxas tilted his head. “Why?”
Axel rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief. “So you don’t share germs that way.” When they both just looked at him in confusion, he continued. “That’s what’s called an indirect kiss. You’re only supposed to kiss someone special.”
Xion grinned. “Roxas is special.”
Axel let out a breathy laugh. Gaze softening, he reached over to touch her shoulder. “Course he is, same as you. But you still shouldn’t do it.”
Her grin turned into a pout. “Why not?”
Roxas wanted to know as well. As long as he thought Xion was special and they were both okay with it, why was it a big deal?
“You should wait until you’re older.”
Roxas crossed his arms, careful not to drop the ice cream in the process. “That’s stupid.”
Axel chuckled. “Okay, fine. You shouldn’t do other stuff until you’re older.”
Roxas raised his eyebrows. “Other stuff?”
Axel squeezed his shoulder this time, a playful smirk crossing his face. “Nothing you need to worry about. Still, you can’t just go kissing all of your friends.”
“Why not? You’re special too, Axel,” Xion declared, her eyes shining with sincerity.
Axel smiled. “Because you kiss someone as a way of letting that person know you would like to spend the rest of your life together.”
Xion’s free hand clenched over her cloak. “But I want to spend it with both of you.”
“Thanks, kid, but things might change.”
She shook her head. “So what? If I want that now then why does the future matter?”
Axel looked unsure how to respond to that question.
“Yeah,” Roxas agreed in a steady tone. “Shouldn’t it only matter what we want right now?”
Axel leaned back on his arm, his gaze drifting off to the colorful horizon. “Guess adults just think too much,” he said wistfully.
Roxas watched intently as Axel finally allowed himself to indulge in his ice cream. He wanted to know what it tasted like. He also wanted to show Axel that he didn’t need to worry about pointless things.
Without a word, Roxas ducked his head over and stole a bit of the redhead’s treat. It was refreshing and cool with a hit of richness.
Axel stared at him wide-eyed, his breath hitching strangely. “Roxas,” he started in a warning tone. But before he could continue, Xion moved around so that she could also steal a taste.
Axel’s words evaporated into stunned silence at their action. He stuttered, trying to come up with something to say. Failing to do so, he finally ducked his own head and licked up some of the sea salt ice cream which had begun to melt down the wooden stick.
“Hey!” Xion yelled teasingly through laughter.
Mischief glimmered in Axel’s eyes. “Thanks for saving me some,” he teased.
Still, when Xion held the ice cream out toward him, he eyed it for a long moment before actually swapping sticks with her. “Saix would kill me if he found out.”
Roxas bumped shoulders with him. “Don’t tell him then.”
Axel cracked a smile. “Guess you’re right. No time but the present and all that jazz.” Saying that, he took a huge decisive bite of ice cream.
Roxas and Xion went back to sharing the vanilla until he held the sea salt back out to them.
“Don’t eat all that vanilla before I get a turn,” Axel teased.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Roxas said, handing the vanilla ice cream over.
Watching Axel eat some of the vanilla ice cream, Roxas took another bite of the mint. Maybe it was the coolness of the mint on his tongue or the swirl of combined flavors, but his next bite tasted better than ever. Despite the chill filling his mouth and stemming into his brain, Roxas’ chest and cheeks felt warm.
