Part of him knew that he shouldn’t be talking to him. Knowing that things would end badly for him if he ended up messing up some of the timeline, or anything. Or perhaps if he could he could make it so Isa would never lose his heart. But how would he be able to do that? If this certainly wasn’t his Isa, there wouldn’t be any harm in it. Hell; even if it was his Isa that would drive him do even more for him if he was able. He would have to keep a close eye on the boy, and make sure that he avoided everything that would leave him scarred, and those eyes that caused him so much pain to even look at. He was almost afraid to blink, or break eye contact with the boy, not wanting to see them change right before him. The boy before him was as innocent as he remembered him… Oh how much he wished he could stay that way.
“I’m glad to hear that,” He muttered, though he knew it was probably going to be of no use to him. He figured that no introductions were needed, seeing as he saw recognition pass over the boy’s eyes. Had he already come across him, in some other time line? He was curious now, how much the boy might have known, or how many people had come in contact with. Giving a small shake of his head he decided it would be better if he didn’t think of that. “Ah, I’m doing fine. Thank you.” Great. Now what was he supposed to say to him? Normally, around Isa Lea would have been a nonstop chatter box, but now…. Axel had no idea what to say to him.
Isa usually tried not to think too much about what was to inevitably happen in his future but it became hard for his mind to stay off that path when confronted with a significant reminder of it. Axel was strange; he was like Lea in so many ways, but at the same time they were incredibly different. He supposed it was just how he and his future self were—the same but not. Lea had always been so talkative, so much so that Isa often resorted to throwing things at him to get him to shut up, but Axel seemed to be quite the opposite. Maybe it was just with Isa, which of course wasn’t too hard to figure out why. It wasn’t exactly every day that you were met with the ghost of your past. It must have been as surreal for Axel as it was for Isa.
“Oh, that’s good…” He trailed off, not sure what else to say. He wasn’t very good at small talk anyway and this situation just seemed to heighten his social awkwardness. His eyes flickered up to the other’s face again and he was slightly puzzled by the seemingly never-ending stare that was placed upon him. “You know I’m not going to disappear if you look away, right?” he said, arching an eyebrow.
He knew he was acting strange, but he didn’t really think much of it. He wanted to go up to the boy, pull him in and apologize to him for all the future things that he and Saix had suffered through, all the things he could never say to his Isa, to the man Isa had become. It was pathetic, sure. But Axel had decided to throw humility and honour out the door long ago. He could kill countless Heartless, even his own ‘comrades’ if it came to it. But he couldn’t speak with the boy he had spent the better part of his life with. He wanted to see if his personality was still there, if he hadn’t already started to be changed by that blasted monster. He had to fight off the memories that were trying to make their way to the surface of Axel’s mind. He didn’t think he would be able to handle it all, and he didn’t want to tell Isa everything, he couldn’t imagine him taking it all that well.
He gave a nod of his head, and he finally blinked when the words were said, an awkward laugh slipping passed him. “Of course I know that!” He said with a small grin, and just like that, a switch flipped in his head and words began spewing out of his mouth before he could pull them back in. “I know you’re not going to disappear. It’s just… I don’t know how much you know, and I don’t want to freak you out or anything, but this is the first time I’ve seen your eyes in ten years, and I was almost scared - well, as close to being scared as Nobodies can be; Nobodies have no hearts so no emotions but uh, that’s another story. I was almost scared that you’d ya’know…” His voice trailed off, and he bit his bottom lip, unsure if he should go on. “I thought this might have been just a dream and if I looked away, when I looked back you wouldn’t be… You, anymore.” He scratched the back of his head, plastering a grin onto his face to try and lighten up the situation. “Sorry ‘bout that…”
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