#[ 𝖆𝖝𝖊𝖑 ] ⋯ got it memorized

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@bravewielder​ - “  don’t bury your feelings.  sadness.  hurt.  rage.  feel it.  acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it.  not what it will do to you. ” - (for Xigbar or Cloud or Axel)

Riku’s words floated around him, but they only served to make him angrier. Axel lifted his hand, flicking his wrist. Still, the keyblade would not appear. Things had been easier when he couldn’t feel at all. He never had trouble summoning his chakram. Even now, he didn’t. But his keyblade? Impossible.

It seemed to have a mind of its own, only appearing when it could make Axel the butt of its joke or when it was truly needed. But truly needed didn’t help when its wielder wanted to practice with the damn thing. The blade was nothing like his chakram. Which meant fighting with it was mostly guesswork and imitating Roxas and Xion. “This blows!” he snapped, throwing his hands down quicker than lightning, fire all but licking at his fingertips, “I’ll just stick with my chakram.” If it was only going to summon when it wanted to be summoned, there was no point to using it at all. Who was he kidding? Axel was no hero-- much less one of light. For all Riku might try to teach him how to bring the keyblade to him, it wasn’t going to work. As if to prove his point, he summoned one of his trusty bladed circles to his hands and swung it around his wrist. The weight was blissful-- familiar and cold against his wrist as it rolled before spinning into his palm. He lifted it toward Riku-- it wasn’t his fault that Axel apparently was worthless at being a wielder.

“Thanks for the help anyway, man,” he said, trying to hide the frustration, the weariness that lined each word, “But it’s not going to happen.”