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                 —"I didn't see anything..I promise.."

Just what had he seen, was the question and missing an answer as Crown watched the men carry away the  body. First day on the job and someone was already gone missing life, now to never be alive again. Gulping the male turned to his new employer, wondering how he felt about all of this. Yet, the man seemed utterly-- calm and collected. It worried him, and for that, Crown wanted to be sent back home to sunny California.

         ' Five more months Sora..until this internship is over..'

[livr0]

          The rule of life that Xemnas has always adhered to is this: every meeting, however short, is destiny's doing. One never knows if they will ever cross paths again, but life must be lived as though they will, at some point in time in their lives.          That's why he always treats anyone who walks into his bookstore with the most amiable nature he can possibly muster -- for someone who doesn't talk too much like he does --  no matter who they might be or how they look.           Such a principle holds true even now, as he looks up from his book to see a figure of red and black entering the store. Normally he would think it odd for someone to be swathed completely in black at this time of the year, but 'stylish' is the first thing that comes to his mind. Yes, this stranger is stylish in every sense of the word, so to speak. Although the style is familiar...         "Benvenuti!" he greets, with a warm smile on his lips. "Come posso aiutarla?"

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crem8d replied to your post “I’m up for chatting.”

"You're up way past your bedtime."

"And you're too old to be up this late."

[uncoveredillusions]

The Fool and Death

The Fool: What is the most naive choice you've ever made? 

Just answered

Death: If you could avoid changing anything about your life, what would it be? 

"...I would avoid changing the current happiness that I have."

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n o c e n s . . .

“How the fuck?” Axel asked Roxas, but it was a question that couldn’t be answered. They were puzzled over the fact that they had been together for over two years. Roxas was sure Axel had the same strange, mixed up feelings he had over this revelation, because Roxas felt as if they had just met in a dusty basement but at the same time had been together for a millennia.

Axel started to laugh, “On our tenth year anniversary we should fuck in that basement again. Like super dirty. I’m gonna like make you slimy.” As Roxas made a faux disgusted face, he started to think back on when they first met.

Boredom struck him hard, and made him twist and turn all night. He remembered wanting space from his friends, and desired to find something new. He wanted to have fun that night, and he found exactly that. He took a walk at night, exploring Sin City before running into a figure that was the perfect example of the phrase tall, dark, and handsome. He knew that from the looks of him that he was dangerous. The tattooed fingers around his neck proved him right. Regardless, he followed whom he ended up calling Lord to a place unknown to him. The atmosphere and scene was different, and not a place for a pretty California boy. If he had went there on his own, he would’ve been picked and torn apart by other devious crows. He was guided into the basement and into a dusty room with tacky Halloween decorations around the room that weren’t so tacky at the time but strange and a little nerve wracking.

The only pure thing that night was the cocaine that the Lord introduced him to and then nose-dived right into it. The cocaine was later blamed for their actions later that night, where Roxas ended up underneath Axel and skin was sizzling under the cherry of a clove, and lips were wrapped around virgin cock. It all seemed so depraved now that Roxas was looking back at it.

He snapped out of his daze, and cleared his throat before parting his lips to speak. “Hey… why don’t we go there now?” There was a small glint in his eyes. “I haven’t been back there since that night.”

“… Yes,” Was the response Roxas clearly desired. He reached over to grab Kingsten’s keys to his Rolls Royce, and threw them at him knowing Axel could catch them. He then made a beeline for the garage, and hopped into the car to strap in. Before Axel made it out into the garage, he slid up the hem of his black shirt, and smoothed his fingers of the cigarette burns he received over the years. He adored every one, and whenever his fingers touched one he relived the memory. 

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A lazy flourish of thin fingers gave Marluxia time to quickly flick away any remnants of dirt that might've been present in his light pink hair. Brushing it from his face as his eyes traveled over the figure of the red haired stranger, Marluxia smirked slightly. Interesting. "Are you looking for something love? Or perhaps...someone?" Another wave of his hand, motioning to the rows of headstones behind him littered with flowers left behind by the sparse visitors that'd come by the cemetery today. 

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Larxene walked out of the building, her blonde hair tied back into a small ponytail. She had changed out of her work clothing and into a pair of yoga pants and a black hoodie, ready to flee the club while the night was still young. Instead she found herself facing a group of stragglers. The woman smiled lazily at them before clicking her tongue. "This side of town is pretty popular huh?"