[Dark/Romance - Axel/Roxas] Reverse
Title: Reverse
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4140741/1/Reverse
Author: RamaLlama
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Dark, Romance
Brief summary: Roxas just wanted a sea-salt ice cream. He didn't plan on dying. And he definitely didn't plan on having his life rewinded like a cassette tape.
Featured characters and/or pairing(s): Axel/Roxas
Reason(s) for the recommendation:
I have never read anything like this. It's well written, and the author doesn't pull any punches when it comes to emotion. In fact it seems they take pleasure in beating your heart to a bloody pulp, which was certainly the case with me. It's a unique idea and I'll never forget this fic for the imprint it left on me.
Excerpt(s) of interest:
Oh God, he died. Died. He made the stupid, stupid mistake of not looking both ways before crossing the street, a mistake most kids outgrew by the time they were six...
And now he was dead.
He would never graduate from high school, never get his driver's license, never go to college, never get married, never start a family...
Family.
His stomach wrenched painfully. God, what were his parents thinking?
Or did they not know yet?
Who would tell them what happened? Nobody would know who he was. He wasn't carrying any I.D. or a name tag, or anything. Plus, he was pretty withdrawn with people around the neighborhood. He could very well be on his way to the morgue. And what about that half-assed will he had written earlier? Who would read it?
He backed up slowly, trying to make sense of it all. There were so many questions. 'What happens now?'
Did anything happen at all?
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4140741/1/Reverse
Author: RamaLlama
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Dark, Romance
Brief summary: Roxas just wanted a sea-salt ice cream. He didn't plan on dying. And he definitely didn't plan on having his life rewinded like a cassette tape.
Featured characters and/or pairing(s): Axel/Roxas
Reason(s) for the recommendation:
I have never read anything like this. It's well written, and the author doesn't pull any punches when it comes to emotion. In fact it seems they take pleasure in beating your heart to a bloody pulp, which was certainly the case with me. It's a unique idea and I'll never forget this fic for the imprint it left on me.
Excerpt(s) of interest:
Oh God, he died. Died. He made the stupid, stupid mistake of not looking both ways before crossing the street, a mistake most kids outgrew by the time they were six...
And now he was dead.
He would never graduate from high school, never get his driver's license, never go to college, never get married, never start a family...
Family.
His stomach wrenched painfully. God, what were his parents thinking?
Or did they not know yet?
Who would tell them what happened? Nobody would know who he was. He wasn't carrying any I.D. or a name tag, or anything. Plus, he was pretty withdrawn with people around the neighborhood. He could very well be on his way to the morgue. And what about that half-assed will he had written earlier? Who would read it?
He backed up slowly, trying to make sense of it all. There were so many questions. 'What happens now?'
Did anything happen at all?