A Beautiful Mind By the Crimson Luna Diviner

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Kingdom Hearts…

Rating: M

Genre: Angst/Romance

Summary: Saïx and Xemnas shared a childhood together. Assault. Will they be able to remember each other when meeting again? What dark past is it that hovers behind Saïx? Crappy summary, I know. Will be lemon Saïx/Xemnas. Slight violence.

History: Is this really me? Sitting down here to write an AU? Looks like it… Well this story just popped up into my head and I need a brake from schoolwork. Written to "The Promised Land" from Final Fantasy VII Advent Children and EVE (piano) by Joe Hisaishi. OOC'ness is to be expected.

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Two small boys ran through crowded streets, the rain pouring down over them. Neither had jackets and the older was barefoot. They were holding their arms over their heads so they wouldn't get wet. One was tanned, his hair silver and his eyes burning amber. He was eight years old. The other was four. His hair was blue, his skin pale and his eyes yellow.

They ran out of the alleyway and into the main street, dodging adults holding their umbrellas and suitcases while grumbling because of the weather. They halted in the middle of the marketplace, a hundred meters in front of a giant cathedral. Its doors were standing agape and the sound of a choir was sounding from it. They looked back towards the alley and saw the dark figure of a tall man searching through the marketplace with his gaze. Both boys had scared expressions on their face as they once again started to run. They sprinted through the crowd and up the wet stone steps of the stair to the cathedral. Through the door, feverishly looking for a place to hide. The sad Gregorian song echoing through the enormous hall seemed to drown away at the sound of boots against the stone steps outside. The boys dived between two of the bench racks. The hall was empty except for them, the choir and the footsteps.

Their hearts pounded in their chests as they lay on the floor, pleading that the man entering wouldn't look down between the benches. The silver haired glanced at the other. He was bleeding. His face was mauled with two vertical cuts forming an X between his eyes. Blood was dripping everywhere, and he was shaking with terror.

'Dripping?' the older thought. Shit, they had to move!

He grabbed the other's arm and motioned him to crawl towards the wall. Meanwhile the man with the boots had stopped. His gaze fell to the floor. Drops of blood…He slowly followed the trail towards the bench racks. A malicious grin spread across his face as he closed in. He could smell the boy now. He bowed down and looked between two of the benches. A snarl escaped him as he picked up a wet, blood splattered T-shirt.

The boys huddled together in the darkness behind the organ. The oldest put his arms around the other so he wouldn't get cold. It didn't help much seeing they were both soaking wet after running through the rain, but the younger had used his T-shirt to wipe away the blood. His bare torso was covered with bruises and cuts. Some of them was old, others new.

'Please don't let him find us… don't let him hurt Saïx anymore,' the older prayed. The blue haired boy clenched his fists in the other's tattered T-shirt. The sound of footsteps only a few meters away from them now. 'Please… don't let him… don't…' The footsteps died away.

'Please…'

The man slowly turned towards the organ. His hand slid over the side of its wooden frame as he thought. He had all time in the world. He extended his arm towards the dark gap between the wall and the organ.

'Don't…'

A scream, strong hands grabbing a small ankle, fighting, kicking, yelling. All silenced by one strike from the man…

Darkness…

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Xemnas stared at his reflection in a pool of water on the cobblestone. Time surely flies. He couldn't believe that today he was already twenty. He asked himself again what he was doing in the most deserted and condemned part of the city, on a clouded, slightly raining evening, at his own birthday.

'Because you need to know why you keep dreaming about this place…' he told himself. It was pretty much the truth. He'd been having nightmares about it since he was a little kid. Especially the sound of footsteps… But he had forgotten what it meant and that bothered him. He was used to getting an answer the instant he asked a question… but not this time.

He crossed the old marketplace. It looked so worn out and dirty. There hadn't been people there for the past ten years.

So why today? Perhaps being twenty he should act like a real grown up and get to the bottom of this. He chuckled. He did whatever he wanted to do. No one could punish him for not believing in fate. Not taking responsibility wasn't a sin. Still, it was today… at his birthday…

What was that on the stairs to the cathedral?

He sped up and was soon standing in front of the door to the cathedral. The painting was fading and peeling off. Right underneath it lay a young man unconscious, facedown with one hand stretched out towards the door, the other underneath his chest as if he had fallen. Xemnas knelt down beside the man and turned him carefully around. He had been wrong. It wasn't a young man. It was probably just a boy, something around eighteen years old perhaps. He brushed some clingy strands of blue hair away from his wet forehead. An X-shaped scar between his eyes… He was beautiful. Xemnas checked his pulse. It was slow, but stabile, and he was breathing all right. But the stranger was only wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of black pants. If Xemnas left him here he would probably freeze to death. He was completely soaked already.

Xemnas thought for a moment, and after serious inner conflict he carefully picked the boy up and carried him with him back to his car.

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Saïx sat bolt up and hit his head in something hard.

"Careful there! We don't want you to black out again."

Saïx turned his head in the direction of the voice and stared right into a pair of burning, amber eyes. Beautiful, burning, amber eyes. It was a silver haired man, tanned, slender and very good-looking. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt with the two top buttons open.

"Who are you?" Saïx asked. It was the first thing that came to his mind.

"My name is Xemnas," he said. And sat down in a chair next to him. "I found you outside the old cathedral. You were unconscious, so I brought you with me."

Saïx took a second to register his surroundings. He was sitting on a single bed in a small alcove. He had probably hit his head in the roof then. The room was some kind of common room for evenings it looked like. The walls and floor was white, the furniture was either in glass or white leather. Even the fireplace was made of white bricks, making them both stand out, dressed in completely black.

"Thank you," Saïx said after a while.

"What is your name?"

"…Saïx."

Xemnas surveyed him for a moment. There was something familiar, both with the name and his face.

"Well Saïx. Just tell me where you live and I'll drive you home."

"Thank you for the offer but… I don't… remember…"

"Remember what?" Xemnas asked puzzled.

"Where I live…"

Saïx looked down, as if ashamed. 'Oh gawd, what have I run into this time,' Xemnas wondered.

"Hmm… I'm sure we can think of something… What about your last name? Do you have any relatives?"

"I… I'm sorry, I don't remember…I… I should go. I am grateful for your hospitality…"

Saïx rose to his feet, but Xemnas held him back.

"And where are you planning on going?"

Saïx shrugged.

"Anywhere I suppose."

"And you think I am just going to let you roam the streets alone with amnesia? You'll freeze half to death in this weather!"

"Hey, it's no big deal! I can manage some cold, I am fully clothed."

'Not in my eyes,' Xemnas thought.

"What other choice do I have, anyway?" Saïx asked.

"How old are you?"

"Soon to be sixteen."

Xemnas' mouth dropped, but he reassembled himself as best as he could to make a decision on what to do.

"Look. I'll let you stay here as long as you like to. The house is big and I've got a spare room. I'll even help you find your home again."

Wow… Saïx was surprised. He had never experienced such hospitality from anyone. He gave another glance at Xemnas. 'Wake up!' he thought. 'No one that handsome would ever care about me!'

But still… Xemnas had offered him to stay… A big part of him begged for it to be real.

"Are you sure it wont be any trouble?"

Xemnas smiled. A smile Saïx immediately fell in love with.

"Of course it won't. I wouldn't have asked you to if I didn't want you to."

"That makes sense," Saïx chuckled. "I'd love to."

"Good. I'll get your room ready and find you some clean clothes."

"Do you mind if I take a shower?"

Saïx felt like he hadn't done that for ages.

"No… not at all," Xemnas said, pushing some disturbing pictures out of his mind. 'He's only a kid, you pervert,' he told himself. "Follow me."

They went out of the common room and into an L-shaped hallway. Everything was white. The door to the bathroom was in the corner, and there was one stair going up in one end of the hall and one going down in the other. But as Xemnas was to open the bathroom door he found it locked. He gave a sigh.

"Riku! If you're not out of there in ten seconds there will be hell to pay!" he yelled.

Saïx felt his heart sink like a stone. Xemnas lived with someone else? The other seemed to notice.

"My half brother's son lives here," he explained. "Am I not the lucky one?" he said through gritted teeth. Saïx chuckled, a bit relived. 'Come on! The guy is probably much older than me!' he told himself. 'He's still damn sexy… Gawd, when the hell did I start to think like this?'

Seconds later a young boy flung open the bathroom door looking kind of disappointed when he didn't hit anyone. He was pale, silver haired with shocking, blue eyes. He was wearing a tank top and baggy jeans.

"Well hello!" he said with a huge grin, but as soon as he saw Saïx his mouth dropped. "Uhm… you're a man?"

Saïx looked at Xemnas in confusion, seeing that also he was taken aback by the comment.

"Riku," Xemnas said patiently. "This is Saïx. He will be staying here for some time."

Riku was just standing there silent for a moment, then without any warning he ran down the hallway, waving an arm, bellowing:

"Everyone raise their hand if your uncle's a homo!!"

Saïx was startled. Xemnas was infuriated.

"Get back here, you sex fixated whelp!" he yelled. "I found him unconscious in the streets!"

Riku came to a halt.

"Oh my god! You've become some kind of a child fetish, gay, psychopathic kidnapper?"

"That's IT! I'm telling your father!!"

The boy immediately stopped shouting and went mortified, but he soon found his voice again.

"And when would you do that? He's never home any more!"

Xemnas handed Saïx fresh towels and pushed him inside the bathroom before turning back to the kid, muttering something about 'arrogant fourteen-year-olds'.

"If you ever listened to what I say you should know he's coming tonight!"

"Why the hell would he do that??"

"Mainly because it's your uncle's twentieth birthday!"

"Ah, your gonna celebrate that you've become an old man without ever having a girlfriend!"

Saïx could hear their arguing quite well from the bathroom. What had he done to get himself into this mess? So Xemnas was twenty… Oh, why did he care? He was just some guy Xemnas had found in the streets! Some sick reason to brake out of the monotony of his daily life! He wondered why he couldn't remember anything, as he stepped into the shower. Where did he come from? He turned on the water. Did he by any chance have a little brother running around shouting things at him all day like Riku and Xemnas? The thought made him chuckle. Hopefully not.

Someone knocked at the door.

"Saïx, I brought you some clean clothes, is the door open?"

Saïx froze.

"Uhm… yes…"

Luckily, the hot water had already fogged most of the shower cabinet as Xemnas entered. He didn't seem to look at Saïx at all, only put some clothes on the bathroom bench and left.

"If you're hungry we're having dinner downstairs after you're done showering," Xemnas shouted after closing the door.

Xemnas definitely needed a cold shower now. 'He's just a kid, you sicko, and since when did you become a gay?' Xemnas asked himself. Still, he was almost sixteen… and Saïx had allowed him into the bathroom… He either wanted Xemnas to see him naked, or he didn't care, meaning he wasn't interested.

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Okay, I wasn't really planning on posting this before I had finished my other chapter based fic, but I have absolutely no more ideas for it and this story here was screaming to be posted as I've already written past 13 000 words of it... -.- Well, I won't post the new chap before I have past five reviews so... It's really up to you.