Hips and Hearts
by SetsuntaMew

I know, I know. I should be working on Camp Friendship, but I just had a sudden plot bunny and I had to write it. It takes place during Roxas in Twilight Town before he meets up Axel again, so I guess the first or second day? Yeah.

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Roxas woke up in a sweat, breathing heavily. He had had that dream again. Between the broken memories of a familiar looking boy named Sora who traveled the worlds with a giant key, he would occasionally have a different dream. It was always the same: blurred at the edges and muffled, but he didn't really need to see it.

It was a dream of feeling. Roxas couldn't explain it, really, rather than to say that he felt the dream instead of seeing it. It a mix of want and need, bruised lips and hips brushing, crushing, crashing...it was a yearn for hearts that he didn't understand and yet it all made perfect sense. He could feel liquid green eyes staring at him, a flash of red hair, a whisper of a name on his lips.

And then he would awaken and it would begin to fade, hiding in the corners of his mind. Roxas desperately grasped at the last wisps of the dream, but it was always too late. It was a doomed memory, never to come clearly to light.

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