The Residual Organization Ch19Eight's Feelings, Axel's story
"You heartless bastard " I growl. After spending all morning trying to find clues that either confirm or deny Eight's attacking Roxas, I found out that I'm no longer the boy's primary boss.
~Ooh, language, Redhead! Jeez, it's not my fault!~
"It's completely your fault! You've been trying to get to him since day one! You even forged a letter and put him in danger! Is his blood really that damn important?!"
~Oh, quit your whining! I didn't do anything to him!~
"Y You didn't?"
~The brat's fine, I just scared him a little! Don't worry, you still have a chance to beat me to him!~
My cheeks suddenly turn pink when Eight teases me again. I shake the feelings away. They're not real! Remember what Saix told you
"S-So he didn't find out anything ?"
~Nope. Secret's still safe. He prolly thinks you're a total nut, though ~
~Since you're acting so pissy, I'll tell yo
The Residual Organization Ch18The Clone, Roxas's story
" xas Roxas Mr. Juusan!"
"Oh, how nice of you to join us."
My classmates laugh as I stare confusingly at my English teacher. Sora pokes me until I give him my attention.
"He asked you how many parts of speech there are."
I can still hear an antagonistic tone in my brother's voice. My teacher must be referring to the homework I failed to complete.
"Uh Iunno, eight?" I say the first word that pops into my head.
Okay, that's a little scary.
"Hmm, you're right," my teacher doesn't sound too happy. "The eight parts of speech are nouns, verbs, pronouns..."
I zone out as soon as my teacher continues his lecture. Eight That horrible man is Axel's "darker trait", as Ms. Juuni described it. He's totally different from his counterpart. How are he and my boss connected, though? And my blood Why does he want it so badly? I have to know It's imperative that see him again.
After school, I try unsuccessfully t
The Residual Organization Ch17Overtime, Roxas and Axel's story
"Roxas? Why're you still here?!" Mr. Hachi exclaims in a panicky voice. I see him swiftly close one of his desk drawers.
What's Axel's problem? I thought he told me I had to work overtime.
"Oh, um I was talking to Xion in the lobby and I lost track of time Why, what's wrong?"
"N-N-No No, you can't stay here! You have to leave!" the red-haired man rushes to me, grabs me by the shoulders, and tries to push me out of the room. I look up to observe his face; his gaze is fixated on the window adjacent to us, which is displaying a disappearing sunset.
"Wha-Why?" I don't understand Why is he so desperate to get rid of me?
"Crap I'm out of time " Axel mutters sullenly, stopping just in front of the door. He tightens his grip on my shoulders before groaning achingly.
"Eight Not now " he growls before grimacing again. I stare at him as his pain becomes severe enough to affect his balance. Before he