Zexion gently brushed the hair out of the blonde's face as he kneeled on the floor. There was still shouting coming from downstairs and Zexion knew he had to get Demyx out of the house before someone caught him in the blonde's room. Someone began stomping up the steps as Zexion helped the bleeding boy up. Suddenly, the door flew open and a largely built man came rushing towards Demyx.
"Get off of him. He didn't do anything to you." Zexion yanked at the man's shoulder and the man tumbled backwards. Zexion's fist came colliding with the man's jaw and sent him to the floor. The blunette reached for Demyx, helping him off the floor, and drug him down the steps to get him out of that house. Just then, when Zexion looked up at the window that was in Demyx's room, the man looked at the two of them with daggers stabbing through them.
Zexion wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist, and began trying to run. Demyx's feet barely ran at the same speed, but Zexion was strong enough to carry him. Even though Zexion was an easy 5 inches shorter than the other boy, he was very strong for his size.
When the two of them stopped at a park, nearly a mile away from Demyx's house, they sat underneath a tree looking towards the lake. Demyx laid his head on Zexion's shoulder and then he passed out.
"Demyx! Come on wake up! Please wake up." Zexion pleaded.
"DEMYX!" Zexion shot up from his bed, with beads of sweat dripping down his forehead and the sides of his face. He was panting and he could feel his heart beating at a really fast pace inside his chest.
"You okay in there Zex?" Someone asked from outside his door. Zexion wiped the sweat from his face and tried to pull the blankets away from him, but they were in a tangled mess around him legs. He nearly tripped getting out of the bed. His shirt was plastered to his skin so he tore it off and threw it in his dirty clothes hamper just right in front of his closet door to the left side of his bed. The clock on the night stand read 9:00 am. The person on the other side of the door continued to knock, so Zexion walked over to the door and opened it. He saw his red haired friend looking down at him with worry.
"I'm fine Axel. Thanks."
Zexion pushed passed him and walked into the hall and down the stairs, and headed for the kitchen. Axel slowly following behind and placed his hand on Zexion's shoulder.
"You still having those nightmares?" Axel asked in almost a whisper. Zexion looked up at him with a deep sorrow written all over his face. Axel just patted his shoulder, not even expecting an answer from his sad friend.
Axel walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk. Then, he reached up above the fridge and grabbed two boxes of cereal for both him and his friend. They both had very different tastes in the breakfast variety, so Axel made sure to grab Zexion's favorite. The blue haired man on the other hand had headed over to the opposite side and reached into a cabinet pulling out two bowls, then into the drawer just below said cabinet, to pull out two spoons. They met in the middle and placed everything on the kitchen table and began to pour their bowls of sugar treats. Without saying a word to one another, they both ate their breakfast in silence. Zexion only looked up to check the clock a few times and Axel stuffed his face the whole time.
When breakfast was finished, they washed out their bowls and headed back to their separate rooms. Axel walked into his at the end of the hall and changed his clothes as did Zexion.
"We have to go to meet up with Xigbar and Luxord in a few. They have to talk to us about our new placements." Axel shouted from his room.
"Why are we being changed? I thought we were placed already." Zexion replied.
"I don't friggin' know. Youcan ask them when we get there." Axel said in an irritated voice. It came out a little harsher then he had intended.
When they both met up in the foyer an hour later, the two put their leather jackets on and headed out the door. They got into Axel's beat up little black Pontiac, and drove towards their usual meeting area. The drive there was pretty quiet, neither spoke to one another. If you haven't noticed by now, the two of them don't really speak to each other very often. Axel knows better than to disturb Zexion when he's being all emo like.
They arrived in less than 10 minutes. Parking on the street and almost running into a lamp post. Axel's not the best driver out there, but he's not as dumb as he looks. The red head was the first to get out, while Zexion took his oh so sweet time. Axel clicked the little button on his key ring and locked the doors once the little emo had got out.
The second Axel's fist was ready to knock on the door, the two outside heard what sounded like glass, hit the floor along with a very manly shout. Axel looked to Zexion and began to laugh.
"I wonder what Xigbar did this time. That stupid English nut case. Ha." Zexion just rolled his eyes with a small smirk tugging at his lips.
"Who knows Axel? Who knows?" Zexion walked up to the door and opened it. He looked up to see a tall blond with his hands wrapped around another man's throat. Axel was cracking up behind him, laughing hysterically, and then the blond looked up.
"Heeyyyy guys. What's up?" The man on the floor said with much trouble.
"No one gave you permission to speak." The man said as he shook the man again.
"Hey now Saix, don't kill him. Xemnas wouldn't like it too much if you hurt his punching bad. He get's jealous with that kinds of stuff." Axel said with sarcasm. Leave it to Axel to make jokes at another's misery. "So what did you two need to talk to us about?" Axel asked as the blond arose from the floor. He led them to the kitchen and had them both sit down on the bar stools at the counter.
"Xemnas and I spoke this morning about some issues. Apparently, there's this new kid at that High School you two go to. He's the son of the man who murdered Larxene." Saix began to explain. "Xemnas had already 'disposed' of the man, but the cops began to question the boy, and he had told the cops that he saw someone murder his father. Xemnas wants the two of you to find him, and he wants you to get rid of him." Axel rose from the stool and looked at Xigbar with much irritation.
"We already told you before; we aren't doing those kinds of 'jobs' anymore. We're done with that." Axel looked at Zexion. The blue haired boy stood by Axel.
"As Axel said, we aren't doing it. Not again. Tell Xemnas to find someone else to do his dirty work." Zexion was on Axel's side. He usually was.
Growling, Saix replied, "If you have forgotten Zexion, you don't have much of a choice. You let the other one before escape, and we can't have it happen again." Zexion clenched his right fist and slammed it on the table.
"Don't you DARE bring him in this again! You can't keep bringing that up." Zexion shouted in the older man's face.
"The kid died, except you didn't do it. He did it himself. We couldn't get the money for it, and until you accept your part in failing that mission, you will continue to do these as well. No more excuses. Just get it done and over with. Do you understand?" The two had a strong stare down. Neither of them looked away until Axel had opened his mouth.
"Saix, we'll do it. Just take it easy alright."
"I will not take it easy. We went through so much hell because this little fag had to fall for his target. The kid didn't even accept him as he was, and Zexion failed. He won't be forgiven. Nor will he receive mercy." Xigbar finished as he walked out of the room. Axel looked down to see Zexion stare at the floor.
"It'll be okay Zex. Don't you worry, alright?" Axel rubbed the smaller boy's shoulder. Zexion looked up at Axel letting the taller red head see the tears fall down his face. Axel wiped away his tears and pulled him into a strong embrace, reassuring him that everything will be okay.
"He's right though Axel. Demyx didn't accept me. Neither does anyone else for that matter." Zexion sobbed as Axel ran his fingers over his hair.
"Nah, he's just trying to get to ya. Stop letting him do that."
Just then, Luxord came tumbling into the room. "Awww, what do we have here? Two queers cuddling? Isn't it just the cutest thing Saix?" The man replied by throwing a vase at the drunken man.
Axel released Zexion, and the two headed towards the living room. "So, who's our target this week Saix?" Axel asked with anticipation.
"Roxas Strife."
