The Impossible [Name] | KH/FF/Other Reader-Insert

Chapter 0 - Axel

Axel

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Please check the video I attached (at least some of it). That is what poi is and that will be [Name]'s weapon for the series. =)

Also make sure you read the other stories or later on it won't make as much sense! (i.e. if you skipped Zexion's story please go back and read it, thanks!)

Even if you're not a fan of Axel, please read (at last skim anyway) or else the story won't make any sense later on. Enjoy!

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"Damn, slow down already!" Lea's voice shouted from behind.

"Sorry you can't keep up!" you shouted, laughing. You ran through the Marketplace to the shop where ice cream was sold. "HA! I win-- you have-- to buy-- me ice cream now," you panted, hands on your knees and doubled over.

Lea ran up behind you and hugged you around the middle. "Rude. It's a good thing I love you." He stopped, his eyes wide, his shocked expression mirroring yours. His face turned as red as his hair.

"Did you just-?" You started, your face heating up.

"I'm, uh, gonna go get that ice cream..." Lea ran off, embarrassed that it just slipped out.

You decided to meet him at your usual hang out place, on top of the clock tower. "He... loves me?" you said to yourself, smiling. "This must be another one of his stupid pranks..." You and Axel had been dating a few months now, starting when he thought it would be a good idea to light a firework off in your backyard. 

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You heard a sound like a gunshot outside your window. You jumped and rushed downstairs. "Dad, did you hear that!?" Your dad, who could sleep through an earthquake, only gave you a snore in response from the couch. You sprinted outside, picking up the shovel out of the garage and holding it over your shoulder. You saw a tall figure facing away from you with a huge mass of hair. He crouched down at something on the ground and you raised the shovel higher, ready to strike. Just as you swung, he turned around and got hit right in the temple with the shovel.

"Wha-" he started before falling over.

"... Whoops." You dropped the shovel and gently shook his shoulder. He didn't stir. "Shit." You went inside and grabbed a wet towel. You went back outside and sat down next to him, seeing a lump already forming. You placed the towel on his head and after a few moments he opened his eyes.

"Well, that's one way to meet someone." He gently touched his head and winced. "Quite the swing you got there... I'm Lea by the way."

"Er, right sorry..." You paused. "Wait, actually I'm not sorry. What are you doing in my back yard shooting guns?!"

He narrowed his bright green eyes at you. "I wasn't shooting any guns." He motioned to where he was crouched. "I was shooting off fireworks."

You looked at him. "Right. Great. But once again, why in my backyard?"

Lea laughed and looked up at you. "Well, in all honesty I didn't know anyone lived here. I am sorry, but I'm sure glad I did so I can meet you."

You rolled your eyes. "Har-har. What a great pick up line there, Mr. Lay was it?"

He frowned. "Lea. Get it memorized." He sat up all the way, gingerly cradling his head with the wet towel. "Besides, you hit me in the head with a shovel. That's even enough, isn't it?"

"I guess so..." You scratched the back of your neck guiltily.

He smirked. "You know what? You're right. You could have killed me!" His smirked turned into a grin and you felt your stomach jump. You couldn't tell if it was from nerves or excitement. "How about a date to make it up to me?"