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LOG: Axel and Sora

Who: Sora and Axel
What: Battle over the right to nicknames!
When: After this
Where: Outside courtyard
Rating: PG?

Sora rubbed his hands together, trying to bring warmth back into his bare fingertips. As much as he liked his fingerless gloves, they really didn't do much against the cold snow. He had thought about changing his gloves before coming outside to the courtyard, but he had decided against it. These gloves were good for fighting, and he had the sense that someone had made these gloves and his outfit especially for him. Even if he couldn't remember them, he didn't want to be mean by disgarding them for any gloves his closet seem to magically produce.

Well, at least the closet had given him a nice scarf, otherwise he would be a lot colder out here. It amazed him how soft and wooly the yellow scarf was.

Humming to himself to, he continued to pat down the snow on the crude snowman he had been building. Growing up on a tropical island had its disadvantages, this was the first time he had ever had the chance to build one. In fact, after talking to Lae (or was it Axel?), Sora decided to get out here as soon as possible so he could try to make one.

Speaking of the guy, he looked around to check to see if he could see him coming yet. He was looking foreward to testing his strength against Lae. The guy said he could fight, and Sora hoped that was true (he was starting to wonder if anyone could fight here). Not to mention, either this guy or his nobody were part of the Organization. Which meant the fight could be a tough one, and Sora wanted the challenge.

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It took a while for Lae to find the courtyard - his sense of direction seemed to roll on its back and die at this castle - but when he finally made it outside, the cold bit at his bare hands and made him wish for gloves. He'd managed to find a decent jacket in his room, and that was the only reason he wasn't freezing yet. While the cold wasn't anything knew to him, the redhead still regarded it as an unnecessary evil.

After finding Sora playing in the snow, building some rather horrendous looking snowman, Lae slinked his way over, arms folded, an amused grin tickling his lips. "Having fun, are we?" he drawled.

Sora turned his head when he heard Axel and grinned. "You bet!" he stepped away from the snowman and folded his arms, tilting his head slightly "though it doesn't look much like the pictures of snowmen I've seen." the pictures he remembered they looked a lot nicer. Even had hats.

Oh well, he would worry about that later. He turned his body fully and held out his finger at Axel. "Took you long enough, I was starting to wonder if you had chickened out!" he stated trying to sound cool, but unable to hide his excitment. He didn't really think that, but it felt like the thing to say.

"For a first time, it's not that bad." Axel had seen much worse at his hometown when the younger ones had tried their first snowman, and the memory made him chuckle a bit. "Of course, you don't have a hat or anything, but nice work."

At Sora's next words, Axel lifted an eyebrow and stared down his nose at the other in barely contained amusement; he hadn't known the boy long, but already Axel felt that Sora trying to act purposely tough was out of character, if not downright funny. "And miss a chance at making you eat snow? Nah." He too was inching for a good battle, as it had been a very long time since he'd had a chance to test out his strength. "So Scrawny, you gonna use your keyblade?"

He gave a small smile at that. "Maybe next time I'll bring one." he said. He wasn't sure when next time would be, but it was worth keeping in mind.

"You'll be the one eating snow." Sora said, unable to hide his excitement. He could tell Axel wasn't impressed, if anything he was amused. Too bad for that, Sora thought. He was getting the idea that this guy would probably rarely take him seriously, at all. When he asked about the keyblade, Sora's grin grew even wider. "Of course!" With that, he sliently called for the keyblade to come. It did instantly, and he held it up in front of Axel. "Now where's your weapon? Snowballs?" he teased slightly.

The sudden sight of the keyblade sent Axel into a temporary shock, as he hadn't realized Sora could just call the thing out of nowhere. For a moment he looked apprehensive about this battle; he didn't have any weapon at all, and if Sora's job was to beat the crap out of heartless, he apparently knew how to use that blade of his. "Hmm, I guess I'll have to."

Absentmindedly he picked up a handful of snow and packed it carefully, eying his work. "Your sword against my snowballs. Good enough for ya?" Chances were this battle wouldn't last long with these odds, but Axel had a gift with giving people a run for their money.

He had to admit, he did slightly enjoy the look of shock on Axel's face. Of course, he always enjoyed it when his opponent realize he was more than some small for his age kid.

"You're joking." Sora exclaimed when Axel suggested that he did use snowballs. Either this guy had a trick up his sleeve, thought very little of Sora's abilities, or was truely insane. And from the way Axel had looked just a moment ago, he was leaning towards the latter.

But if this guy thought he could do it, Sora wasn't going to back down from a fight. He got into his battle stance, ready to deflect any snowballs that came his way. "Alright, show me what you got." He just hoped this guy didn't injure himself too badly.

Axel wouldn't deny that he was mentally 'special' in some way or another, but didn't let that thought deter him. Tossing the snowball up in the air and catching it, he watched Sora take up his stance with mild curiosity. Hmmm, he did know what he was doing; good, it would make their little match last longer.

Instead of taking up on Sora's demand to strike first, Axel promptly turned his back on the other and walked a bit away before turning back. "Egh, no thanks." He smiled slyly and tossed the snowball up in the air again. "Not my style. Let's see your moves, Sora." He wasn't stupid. Better to let Sora go first rather than waste his energy figuring out Sora's fighting style.

"Um okay," Sora was really starting to worry about this guy's mental state. Maybe the constant confusion of his name made him crack or something. Afterall, he had invited Sora to make the first move when all he had to defend himself was some snowballs. "I hope you know what you're doing, cause this might hurt."

At that, he raised his keyblade and charged towards Axel. When he was near Axel, he swung at the red-head. He used the blunt side of the weapon, after all, he really didn't want to injure this guy if he didn't have any real means to defend himself.

Axel watched him charge after, his grin sliding off and his expression turning serious. As soon as Sora was in swinging distance, he pratically dodged and danced his way from the blow, feeling the blade shift the air next to his shoulder. Damn, if that had hit. "At this rate, I won't get to call you Scrawny, Sora," he pouted good-naturedly.

He put a few more feet between them before he bent, scooped up a decent-sized pebble, and worked it into the snowball. If he wanted to win, he'd need something a bit more dangerous than a snowball. "Didn't want to do this, but..." He shrugged, started to go on the offense as he ran not at Sora, but at an angle. Axel aimed, and threw the ball directly for Sora's knee-cap.

The swing had missed, but Sora hadn't been trying too hard to hit the guy. He turned around on one foot and grinned "And your new name will be Flamey" he replied.

When the snowball hit Sora's knee, he was surprised how at the amount of pain. His knee buckled a little, and it took him a moment to recover. He knew snowballs didn't hurt that much, but when he looked down he got his answer. Axel had shoved a pebble into the snowball. So the guy did have some tricks up his sleeve, he thought smirking a little. "Ow! Guess I should give you more credit" Sora said casually. With that, he charged again. This time slightly faster than he did before and aiming lower at Axel with the keyblade.

He didn't have enough time to grab another pebble, and it looked like Sora meant business now. Axel steeled himself for impact, knowing he wouldn't get away from this one, and bit back a curse as Sora's blade hit him in the side, above his hip. Okay, that had hurt. And that was with the blunt side.

"I could say the same for me," he gritted out with a smirk. His competitive side now fully aroused, Axel managed to stagger back slightly before he brought his leg out, swiping it against Sora's legs.

Sora didn't have time to dodge out of the way of the leg sweep, so he fell to the ground, hands first. He rolled foreward in a sommersault until his legs were under him again and he quickly stood up again.

He couldn't help but smirk back at Axel. This was getting to be fun, and he was only getting started. He swung his keyblade again, this time aiming for Axel's legs. Seemed only fair.

The keyblade struck the side of one thigh, almost causing Axel to grunt out in pain. Jeez, at this rate he'd get his ass handed back to him. He didn't move back this time though, instead using this window of opportunity to, quite literally, aim a solid punch to Sora's face.

Truthfully he didn't want to do such a thing - Axel found that when given the choice, he liked long-distance fighting - but he had limited options right then. And Sora wanted a decent fight, right?

The guy had punched him in the face! Sora paused for a moment to wipe the blood that was coming out of his nose. That hurt a lot. "Cheap shot" he muttered from behind his hand but let it go after that. After all, he had asked for a good fight. He even gave a small grin to show he held no hard feelings

But this time with hitting, he decided not to let himself get so exposed. He got on the ground and did a dodge roll under Axel's arms, and jumped up as soon as he was behind Axel. Before he had a chance to turn around, Sora hit him in the back and jumped back so he was a good distance from any instant retaliation.

Axel fell to the ground and managed to stop himself from falling straight on his face with his hands. He forced himself up despite the obvious back pains and turned to Sora, looking both miffed and amused. "At least I hit you in the front," he complained and cracked his neck, inwardly moaning at his injured back. "That's playing dirty."

He took a step back, and the back of his boots brushed up against something small. His eyes went downward. Huh, more pebbles. Well at least he could go on the offensive for a while. "Alright Sora, let's see you dance." He scooped up about twenty or so pebbles and started running, flinging the first stone at Sora's person, followed quickly by another.

Sora shrugged. "I didn't want to get hit in the face again," he said with a slight grin. "Sorry." he had been used to fighting to win at any means nessasary. And he wanted to win this match.

At the dance line, Sora scowled. It reminded him of Demyx. "Geez, you sound like that lame Demyx guy." he said. Unfortunately that caused the first pebble to hit him right in the forehead. "OW!" he said but quickly recovered as he saw him throwing more. He readied his keyblade, moving it quickly to deflect the pebbles from hitting his face and body. Though a few of them got through and hit him, but he gritted his teeth at the sharp pain.

"Well yes, anyone with the name 'Demyx' is going to sound lame." He went through his arsenal of pebbles quickly, barking out a laugh when his first one hit Sora right in the forehead.

"You can fight but you suck at dancing," he stated slyly, making sure none of the ricocheting pebbles hit him. Of course, since none came his way, Axel found himself once again without ammunition. Sighing, he only gave a one-shoulder shrug and looked expectantly at his opponent. "I'm all out; feel free to do something while we're still young."

Sora laughed at his comment about Demyx. "Yeah, he was one lame member of the Organization. Not even sure how he got to be in it" He still couldn't believe that guy.

"Sorry, I never really learned." he said. Not the complete truth, but the time he learned he had fins...and well he was hoping to forget all of that. When Axel invited him to try something else, Sora hesistated slightly. "You know, I would feel a lot better about charging if you had a weapon." Even if this guy had put up a good fight so far, Sora felt bad about charging at this guy again when he had nothing. "You sure you don't want to go first this time?"

Silently, Axel agreed. He really didn't feel like getting swatted at with a keyblade again. But this couldn't be helped. He had no weapon, nor could he think of one that he'd be able to use efficiently anyway.

"Unless you think I can magically pull one out of the air, you'll have to do something. I can really only defense and then kick your ass while you're swinging that stick of yours." He blinked innocently, and it would've been convincing if not for the upward twist of his lips.

"hmmm," Sora put his hand of his chin, thinking a little bit. All the organization members he had fought always seemed able to pull their weapons out of thin air. It was weird when he thought about it. "Well if Roxas is right about you being Axel, nobodies always seemed to have weapons appear out of thin air." At least, thats how it seemed to him. He would of noticed the giant weapons eariler. "But with you, who knows?"

"but okay, defend away!" Sora said lightly. He could tell from that grin that Axel was up to something, but he might as well go for it. He charged again straight towards him.

"Weapons out of the air... Like you I take it." If he could've pulled a weapon out of the air, Axel would like to think he'd be aware of such an ability.

Luckily he just let the subject slide - it was still a sore one for him - and focused more on the charging teen. He had an idea alright, but he also knew what would wind up happening to him afterwards...

"Good thing I like going out with a bang," he muttered to himself, and patiently waited for Sora to reach him, arms folded, not moving from his position.

"Sorta. Not really." He wasn't really sure actually. His weapon came from the light, while their weapons were just there. He never really gave it much thought actually, he had been too busy focusing on defeating them.

As he charged, he noticed Axel crossing his arms and just standing there. This made him a bit nervous. Either this was a plan, or he had a slight death wish. Either way could be bad. He slowed his pace as he got closer, and raised his keyblade to swing.

Axel noticed Sora's pace slowed as he approached, and had to smile a bit. Touching as it was, his honor would probably be the death of him.

It was when he raised his arms to swing that Axel decided now was as good a time as any; he'd planned on waiting a few moments longer, but there was no way he could let this pass. He moved in quickly and forcefully grabbed Sora by his front collar, knowing full-well he'd most likely get a blade to the skull but refusing to let go.

Sora let out a small gasp when Axel grabbed him by the collar. His arm had jerked when he was grabbed, moving the keyblade near Axel's head. Fortunately he stopped in time, he wasn't going to go for a head shot.

"What are you doing?!" he yelled, trying to wiggle loose. This guy's grip was really strong, Sora couldn't seem able to break it. How annoying.

"Winning," Axel said simply. His other hand wrapped around Sora's wrist, the one that held onto the blade, and he twisted painfully. While he wasn't going for breaking a wrist, he did want Sora to drop that damn sword of his and even the playing field.

"Really should've just hit me over the head, Sora," he reprimanded seriously.

(ooc: Is that overstepping it too much? If so, I can change it.)

Sora gritted his teeth so he wouldn't yell out in pain. Axel's plan worked, his hand let go of the hilt as it writhed in pain. The keyblade dropped to the ground near them.

"Well I didn't want to give you anymore brain damage." Sora manage to grit out. He had to get out of Axel's grip. So he did the thing that seemed the best option. He lift up his leg and gave Axel a sharp kick in the legs, aiming for his knee.

[OOC: Its totally okay, Sora can do with a little pain &hearts]

"Nice to know I'm in your thoughts," he snickered darkly, feeling quite pleased with himself. It turned out to be short-lived when he found himself falling to the ground, his knee crying out in protest.

However Axel didn't feel like hitting the ground alone, and so refused to relinquish his grip on Sora's wrist. As he fell, he pulled down hard, taking the brunette with him.

Okay, so his plan slightly backfired when Axel didn't let go of his wrist, instead he was dragged down with him. Since he was the one being pulled down, he landed on top of Axel, breaking his fall.

"Yeah, well I like to be considerate," He sat up, making sure to pin Axel to the ground with his own body so he couldn't pull any tricks. If he was planning to use his keyblade, he needed his wrist free. Though Axel seemed very determined not to let go of it. And since he didn't even let go after that last kick, Sora seemed to have no choice.

He took his free hand and wrapped it around Axel's wrist. He paused and took a deep breath, this was going to hurt. Hoping that he wouldn't break either Axel or his own captured wrist, he began twisting. As he did so, he bit his lip to hold back any inappropriate words that sprang into his head.

[OOC: Hopefully this is okay? If it isn't, let me know and I'll change it.]

"Sora, get the hell off me." He did not like being pinned down to anything, by anything. Squirming, he tried to buck Sora off, only to fail. "And we're putting you on a diet after this."

Axel's eyes almost popped out of his skull as he felt his wrist being yanked painfully in one direction. Was this kid trying to break both their wrists? This might not end well, especially with the way they were sparring. Still, he stubborn streak refused to let him quit yet, and Axel just winced from the pain and fought back. He twisted his captured wrist in the other direction, feeling the skin stretch painfully.

(ooc: *SNERK* It's fine! Axel getting pinned and pwned amuses me so. ♥)

Sora manage to get a smile out from his gritted teeth. "What happened to me being scrawny?" he managed to get out, though his voice was severally pained. But he refused to let go, he was sure this was the best way to get free. No matter the cost. So he kept twisting.

That is, until he heard a large crack come from his own wrist. He wasn't sure about Axel's wrist, but his could be confirmed by the fresh wave of sharp pain coming from it. He yelled out in pain. Out of reflexes, he pulled his free hand away and jumped off of Axel, his wrist hurting even more from the twist of his body.

[OOC: Up to you how bad Axel's wrist is, but I so couldn't resist having that bad plan go wrong ^.^]

His wrist suddenly fell free for it's prison, outrageously sore and pained but otherwise no damage. More than he could say for Sora. The yelp he heard from the other alerted Axel of his opponent's obvious predicament, and Axel climbed to his feet.

Rubbing his own bruised wrist gently, he walked over to Sora... and promptly smacked him in the head with his elbow. "You stupid dumbass," he remarked, and grabbed onto Sora's arm, keeping to boy still. "Stop moving, you're making it worse."

(ooc: AHAHAHA. Poor Sora! Now Axel is going to go 'big brother' on him without meaning to.)

He winced as Axel smacked him on the back of the head. If he was in any less pain he probably would of hit back. But right now all he could get himself to care about was his injured wrist. Oh he really hoped it wasn't broken. That would be really bad.

Listening to Axel's words, he tried to hold still, but it was hard. "It seemed like a good idea at the time, since you refused to let go." He didn't want to appear weak, even though part of him wanted to cry.

[OOC: Awww Axel, and see how Sora goes into inmediate 'little brother' right with him.]

"Keep moving and I'll smack you again," he said impatiently, leaning in to get a better look. The wrist appeared very bruised, turning a dark bluish purple, making the area look sickly. Axel couldn't help but wince.

"Well... if it's not broken, it's fucked up enough." When Sora kept squirming, he shot the other a harsh glance. "Stop." With one last look at the injured wrist, Axel brought it down gently to Sora's side. "Well, I'm guessing this battle is done for now." How sad; all that energy and they didn't even have a winner.

"Sorry" he muttered after Axel told him to stop moving a second time. He tried very hard to stay still.

When Axel put down his injured arm, Sora immediately picked it up again and cradled it with his good hand. "Broken? Oh man" he groaned. If it was broken, it would take a long time to heal. Mentally he was scolding himself for doing something so stupid. He certainly wouldn't be trying that one again any time soon.

"I guess so," his tone was full of disappointment. He had wanted to finish this, but it was way too risky to continued with a potentially broken wrist. "Can we continue once my wrists heal?" Sora said hopefully. Even if he had to take a break, he still hated admitting defeat.

Axel had been looking toward the distance with a thoughtful expression, but Sora's plea for a rematch broke him out of his reverie. He turned, giving the other a mildly surprised look. He hadn't expected Sora to look forward to any match for a long while, and the redhead had to smile slightly.

"You've got a one-track mind, but sure, we'll continue when you're better," he told him playfully, even going as far as to ruffle Sora's hair in one of his few displays of affection. Apparently Sora had successfully made it on Axel's 'people I won't kill' list; quite a feat in such a short amount of time.

"Let's get your wrist fixed up." Nodding toward the inside of the castle, Axel walked behind Sora and pushed lightly on his back. "March, Scrawny."

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