I've decided to jump on the "drabble" train. This will be one-shots and multi-chapters, as many as I feel like doing. That means it may be one or two chapters, or it may be hundreds. I'll be doing prompts, either based on a word or words I hear, or one I see, as I am doing most of these without internet access.

These will be Final Fantasy Series, which will include games that I've played, as well as Final Fantasy: Clouded Horizons, a project between Nightfire04, Iron Reaver, and me. Let's see what happens, shall we?

Obviously, unless stated, the copyrights belong to Square-Enix!

First Prompt: Axe
Inspiration: Final Fantasy: Mystic Quest

"Give me back my axe."

Those were the words Benjamin woke to that morning. And they weren't spoken with kindness. And additionally were spoken with a jab to the chest. He opened his eyes groggily, and met the piercing blue eyes that peered at him.

"G… good morning Kaeli," he grumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He sat up, leaning up against the headboard of his bed. She crossed her arms and continued to glare.

"Give me back my axe."

"How are you this morning?" he asked, coming to sit on the edge of the bed. Taking a shirt from a chair near the bed, he pulled it over his muscular chest, shaking his head for a moment before looking back at the (apparently) infuriated Kaeli.

"Give me back my axe."

He shrugged. "Wouldn't be that difficult to get. It wouldn't hurt you to be friendly, either," he replied. Her glare didn't soften, and her frown grew. His eyes narrowed just slightly. "You know, we recently worked together to save the world. Killed some enemies? Became friends?"

"Give me back my axe."

Wow, he thought. What'd I do to get this? He tried to think of how he could have offended her. Coming up on a blank, he shrugged again. Might as well go for broke. "What do you need it for?" he asked.

Her eyes clouded in confusion just for a second, as if what he'd asked was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard. "I need it because it's my axe!" He grinned despite her anger. Though, of course, he was still confused. But, he'd thrown her off her game, and that meant that this impossible conversation was possible.

"Didn't you give it to me?" he questioned as he got to his feet, pulling on the marine blue button-up shirt he routinely wore. Looking over to her, he waited for a response, which seemed to be a long time in coming. Finally, however, she spoke again, and for just a moment, her shield seemed to crack.

"I… just want it back…" she replied, lamely. His eyes met hers again, and he walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. "Talk to me, Kaeli. What's wrong?" he concernedly asked. Her eyes closed, and she shook her head.

"Nothing, I just want my axe!... please…" Her voice, starting strong, had grown weaker as he held her. A look of desperation crossed her eyes, and he instinctively realized that there was much, much more to this than she originally shown. So, once again, he decided to test the waters.

"This isn't about the axe… is it?" he gently probed. She closed her eyes, and shook her head violently. "It's about the axe. I just want it back! Why won't you give it back?!" she yelled in his arms. When he tried to calm her, she responded by beginning to punch him in the chest.

"Kaeli?" he asked again, her tiny fists powerful, but not hurting him enough to complain. She didn't answer, only continuing to punch him, her closed eyes beginning to tear up before she finally collapsed into his waiting arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Why do you love her so much more than me?"

He blinked before responding. "Who?"

She looked up at him, venom crossing her sorrow-struck features for a moment. "Phoebe! Why do you love her so much more than me?" she cried, her tears staining her face and falling to his shirt. He smiled wanly. He finally got it. Before he could respond with anything, though, she began to rant into his shirt again.

"I gave you my axe, my favorite axe, my best axe! I trusted you to save the forest and me! And you-"

"-gave my heart to you."

She looked up in utter disbelief, and he smiled. "Is it that hard to believe, Kaeli? You trusted me with your axe, and I trusted you with my heart. I don't love her more than I love you. I love you, and she's nothing but a good friend," he finished, looking into her blue eyes, still strikingly piercing though she had been crying.

Kaeli's eyes misted over again before her arms wrapped around him. He smiled, and chuckled quietly. "So, about the axe…"

"Keep the axe. Your heart is mine."