Title: Charade
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Roxas
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 249
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Something about Roxas really annoyed the hell out of Axel.

Maybe it was the fact that he never pretended to have feelings, not even a bit. He just didn't buy into their little charade that sent Saïx into a mad, spitting rage at the drop of a hat, usually a hat dropped by Demyx and his maladjusted antics in their twisted parody of life.

Roxas was probably the most normal of them all, Axel decided, and he had no right to be that way. He'd be smug, if he could; smug that he was so much better than them all, that he didn't need to put on a show to accept what he was. Maybe that was it.

Or maybe it was the fact that nothing Axel did would ever get through to Roxas. Axel would writhe beneath him - how the boy ever managed to get on top, he'll never know - and his seaching mouth and grating fingernails would leave him moaning. But from Roxas… nothing; not a sign, not a hint of the dirty, wild deed they'd just committed. Axel would flush bright red, his chest heaving, and he'd be lucky if Roxas was maybe breathing just a little bit harder than normal.

And yet, even after all of that, Axel never felt a thing. Not empty, not cold. Just… nothing.

Roxas didn't need to feel. Axel did, so badly it was almost a tangible pain in his chest, or so he liked to pretend. And Roxas couldn’t give him that.