"Revenge is a dish best served cold."
Roxas's deep breathes echoed through the icy room as he harshly whimpered and trembled. His limbs stay immobile at his sides as he lies on his back like a prize turkey on a platter. Relentless blood trickles down his forehead and his gapping mouth tastes every bit of the metallic demon.
Black loafer footsteps stride along the creaking wooden floor to the wounded blonde and Roxas tilts his straining neck to see the approaching predator. The blonde tries to hush his feeble cries as the tuxedo predator stands over him like a demon from Hell.
"Do you find me sadistic?" His devilishly calm voice asks Roxas.
Roxas's sharp breaths increase as he thinks of all the hate he has for Axel. The one he loves…is his worst enemy.
"Now I beat I could fry an eye on your head…If I wanted to…" Axel mutters as he crouches and wipes his crisp white handkerchief over Roxas's blood-stained face. "You know, Kiddo, I'd like to believe that you're aware enough even now to know that there's nothing sadistic in my actions. Well, maybe towards those other... jokers, but not you." Axel whispers and he gives the blonde's chin a little nudge before he stands up. Roxas's lip quiver as every gash in his body burns from Axel's heated touch.
"No Kiddo, at this moment, this is me at my most... masochistic." Axel deep voice rings over the clicking sound of a reloaded gun and Roxas's vicious gasps for breath.
"A-axel…I'm your husband…" Roxas tense voice cuts off as Axel fires his cold-blooded pistol.
Bang bang, he shot me down Seasons came and changed the time Bang bang, I shot you down Music played, and people sang Now he's gone, I don't know why… Bang bang, he shot me down
'I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.
Just for me, the
And till this day, sometimes I cry…
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...'
The tormented blonde sings along with the radio as he recallshis husband shooting him in the shoulder. His eyes gazeat his rear view mirror only to see his sapphire gems staring right back at himself. "My baby shot me down…" Roxas sings as he recalls his screams of agony from the heartless bullet.
Sweet bluebirds and larks rejoice in the musty afternoon of early summer in one of the suburban neighbourhoods by Castle Oblivion. Roxas's yellow canary truck's brakes hush the frivolous birds as he stops in front of a quaint kelp-coloured cottage. His leather jacket covers up to his hands gripping the wide steering wheel and he sharply glares at the plastic Playskool toddler slide in front of the house. 'Oh so Xemnas has a family now…' The samurai blonde's glance stiffens.
Roxas closes his truck door and the red beads on his rear view mirror clash against each other. He avoids the cement pathway and walks across Xemnas's pristine Technicolor lawn.
His index finger clicks the doorbell and he checks around the neighbourhood to make sure there are no witnesses; the typical dog walkers and joggers are the worst.
"Coooming! Demyx I can not believe you are early – "
Xemnas opens the door without checking the peep hole and his words stop as he sees Roxas standing like the Grim Reaper on his front steps. Xemnas gasps as he looks at Roxas who was suppose to be dead since he hurt him when he was a part of Axel's killer organization.
Roxas throws a stiff punch at Xemnas's face and the superior male falls back into his house. The blonde's black knee high boots round-kick at the side of Xemnas's face and he punches again with more force.
Xemnas's dodges Roxas's fearsome movements and he pushes Roxas into his wall mirror. "Ahhh!" Roxas exclaims in pain as the mirror pieces fall on his back. 'Like 7 years of bad luck is going to make my life any worse.' Roxas's cold reptile thoughts blister.
The superior male kicks his leg down at Roxas yet the blonde blocks and in return Roxas gives him a powerful kick in the groin. Xemnas flips backwards over the denim sofa and he shatters his glass living room table with his organization-cloaked back. Roxas jumps like a gazelle over the sofa and Xemnas brutally hits Roxas's shin with one of the broken table legs.
Roxas falls back on the pale carpet and Xemnas straddles on Roxas's hips then throws another table leg whack at Roxas's face. The blonde grabs Xemnas's wrists before the table leg pulverizes his face and he kicks Xemnas in the stomach. "Roooxas!" Xemnas's fury shouts as he flies back across the room.
The blonde samurai captures Xemnas in a alarming headlock in the damaged living room and his leather coat arm tights around Xemnas's larynx. Roxas growls as Xemnas struggles for even the slightest bit of oxygen and they fall in front of the fireplace. Xemnas reaches his hand for the fire poker and he strikes it at Roxas. The revengeful blonde releases Xemnas from the excruciating pain and he kicks Xemnas against a wall of decorative plates.
Porcelain plates come crashing down the ocean painted walls and Xemnas throws his heavy shelf full of orchids down onto fetal-positioned Roxas. Xemnas runs into the kitchen and the blonde runs after him like a cheetah. "Rrrraaah!" Xemnas hollers and he swings his butcher knife at Roxas's face as he enters the kitchen.
Roxas grabs a bacon greased pan off the stove and backs Xemnas's swift attacks. Xemnas stalks Roxas down as he constantly aims at his face and he kicks Roxas out of the kitchen.
The blonde tumbles down onto the dining room table and he rolls under it as Xemnas lands knife first on the table top. The butcher knife sticks through the mahogany table and Roxas's breath pants like a demon dog as he shoves his own knife from under the table and it just misses Xemnas's open eye. "I'm back baby…" Roxas mutters with pride and he kicks the dining room table up and Xemnas clings to it as it falls over.
Xemnas pulls his knife out of the table and Roxas jumps with ease over the fallen table. They are both armed with knives and Xemnas motions Roxas forward. "C'mon and get me, Roxy. Bring it 'on" His voice stings as his shoes kick back the shattered glass of the living room coffee table.
His heavy breathing increases as Roxas stalks Xemnas backwards into the destroyed living room. They swing their knives with sudden staccato movements and Xemnas gulps his desert dry throat as Roxas's glare pierces him. Outside of the window, a teal thunderbird car pulls into the driveway.
Xemnas's eyes shift in fear as he sees Demyx get out of the car with Xemnas's four-year-old son. The joyful Kindergartener holds hands with the bubbly mullet man and they approach the front door. Blood trickles from Xemnas's mouth as his worried eyes cast back at Roxas's frozen angered glare. "I'm not leaving." Roxas spits out.
The dark skinned father shakes his head as his eyes plead at Roxas's glare then Roxas lets out a heavy sigh.
The door opens and the two males quickly hide their knives behind their backs. "Daddy I'm home." The little boy says as Demyx's car speeds away in the distance. "Hey baby! …How was school?" Xemnas blissfully asks with a smile as the child stares at the bloody males and the wrecked house.
"Daddy…what happened to you and the TV room?" The youngster's voice asks as he holds the doorknob with his chubby little fingers. "Oh…that good-for-nothing Saïx puppy of yours, got his lil' ass in the livin' room and acted a damn fool. That's what happened, baby." Xemnas quickly replies with no sign of hesitation in his fake smile.
"Saïx did this?" The finger paint covered child asks as he steps into the room. "Baby! Now you can't come in here, there's broken glass everywhere and you could cut yourself." Xemnas says as his son stares at Roxas.
"Oh! This is an old friend of Daddy's, I ain't seen in a long time." Xemnas says and Roxas smiles a little.
"Hi honey. I'm Roxas. What's your name?" The breathless blonde asks the wide eyed child. "His name is Xeans." Xemnas talks for his bewildered son. "Xeans…such a handsome name for such a handsome boy…How old are ya', Xeans?" Roxas asks with an uncomfortable voice.
"Xeans…Roxas asked you a question." Xemnas says firmly. "I'm four…" Xeans replies lightly. "Four-years-old eh? You know, I had a nice husband once…we'd be married for about four years now…" Roxas says in the tension-high room.
"Now baby, me and Daddy's friend have some grownup talk to talk about. So you can go in your room now and leave us alone until I tell you to come out…kay?" Xemnas says softly to the three foot boy and he rub his son's shoulder. Xeans look back to Roxas and Xemnas snaps his fingers violently. "Xeans!!! …in your room…now…" Xemnas orders and the small child wanders off down the hallway.
As soon as the child disappears, the cold steel of the knives are back at the males's throats again. "…You want some coffee?" Xemnas inquires. "Hmm..yeah sure." Roxas let's out an uncanny smirk and follows Xemnas to the kitchen.
The pair of icy aqua eyes watch Xemnas leisurely pour the coffee as Roxas pressures a gash on his arm. 'I've got you now….Black Mamba…'
