Tittle: All That Shouldn't Be (I know, it's lame. Sue me. D;)

Chapter: Gone Forever

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Square Enix I only own the plot.

Warnings: Possible OOC, Shounen-ai, possible Yaoi

Author's Note: I've been debating on submitting this, so...if you guys like it, I'll continue adding chapters to it... Sorry for the shortness of chapters D; I'm working on making them longer...unless you like them this way...comments are nice Dx

"Axel, Father said not to come here anymore…" I almost whispered, standing at the black fence that surrounded the huge mansion. "You know what he'll do if he finds out we're here…" My redheaded friend turned to look at me, his emerald eyes staring straight at me.

"What, are you scared? C'mon, Riku! You've never backed down before!"

"But, Father—"

"Forget about him! C'mon!" The eight-year-old reached over and grabbed my hand, pulling me passed the gate. He dragged me all the way up to the front door, kicking it open. "Ya see, Riku?" He turned to me, dropping my hand. "All of this is ours! We claimed it, remember?" The redhead pointed to the houses at the bottom of the large hill. I stared off at the little town we called home. "The government thinks they get to keep all this, but they're wrong! It's ours, Riku! Got it memorized?" He wrapped an arm around my neck, pulling me against him tightly. I smiled at my best friend.

"Got it." I nodded as we walked into the old mansion. The old wooden ground creaked under our weight as out footsteps echoed through the large room of dust and cobwebs. The light from the door barely lit up the darkness.

"Never be afraid." Axel called from behind me. I spun around as he shut the door.

"Axel?" I heard his laughter, but couldn't tell where he was. "Axel, quit it!"

"Aw, come on." A match was lit in front of my face, making me jump back and yelp. "Take all the fun out, why don'tcha?" I shoved him away as he laughed.

"That wasn't funny!"

"Was to me. C'mon, let's find the lanterns." I stayed close to his side as we walked through a living room-type place. "You're not scared of being here, huh?"

"I don't want to get in trouble…"

"By yer dad." He sighed.

"Yeah. He'd beat me if he found out I was here… I don't even want to find out what he'd do if he found out I was with you…" His laughter made me jump.

"Why does he always have to hate the pyro? I'm not a bad kid." He made a pouty face next to the little burning stick and then blew it out. I heard the scratch of another match, a little flame catching onto the end. "Grab that lantern there." He pointed to the wall near me. It was yellow-ish with a bunch of cracks from old age. I looked up at the lantern, which was a little out of me reach. New cobwebs covered over the old cobwebs and spider shells. I groaned and jumped up to grab it, knocking it off the little platform it stood on. "Hey, hey! Don't break it!" Axel called as he rushed over to catch it. He lit it up and held it out to light our path.

"Axel—"

"Stop being a wuss. C'mon, the stairs are right over there." He grabbed my hand and ran toward the stairs. They creaked as we stepped on them and my heart raced in fear of falling through. "You're not gonna fall! You've done this many times before, why are you so—" He yelped as the step underneath him snapped in half. The lantern fell down a few steps as he tried to pull himself up. I grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled on him, panicking. I finally got him free, falling against the wall. We were silent—aside from our hard breathing—as we sat there, staring at the hole in the step Axel just made. Then, he started laughing. "That was pretty damn close!" He stood up and walked down to get the lantern, turning to me and holding his hand out. All I could do was smile and shake my head.

"You're so weird…" I laughed, taking his hand and standing up. Once we got—safely—to the top of the stair case, he ran off into one of the rooms. "Axel! I have no light!"

"You're fine! Just follow my light!" My friend laughed. I groaned and walked with my hands stretched out in front of me toward the room that glowed in the darkness. "Look, candles." He smiled, lighting up all the candles on the ground. That was our only light—beside the one crack of sunlight that came through the window, which was boarded up with planks of wood. "I think someone else has been in here."

"This room?"

"No, the house. I came in here one day and left all these candles here and then I left a lantern next to the door. It was gone when we got here."

"Maybe it was a ghost." I half-joked, getting chills just thinking about it.

"Maybe." He chuckled, opening the wooden closet. "I left a bunch of my toys here, too. Wanna play?" He held a little action figure toward me.

"Yeah, sure." I walked up and took the toy from his hand as he pulled out a bucket from the closet.

Hours seemed like minutes as we played with our toys, laughing and killing the "bad guys". It was fun until we heard the door open downstairs. Our voices came to a sudden stop and we listened for whatever it was. The door shut and Axel jumped up, putting all the toys back in the bucket. I tried to help him, but he was already finished. We heard footsteps—maybe two or three different pairs—as he picked up the bucket and gently laid it back in the closet. He turned around and grabbed me by the back of my shirt, shoving me into the closet as well. "Axel!" I whispered.

"Shh! I'll go and see who it is…" He slowly started to shut the door. "Don't come out until I come back…"

"Axel…" He put his finger to his lips right before he shut the closet door. I slid down against the wall so I could sit, hugging my knees. I listened to all the footsteps as the group came up the stairs and Axel as his stopped, then continued, and then stopped again. My heart beat heavily as silence buzzed in my ears. It's nothing… It's nothing… Just ghosts… No one's here… Just ghosts… They won't hurt us… We'll be okay… I tried to clam myself. Then the footsteps went wild and I heard Axel yell as he ran down the hallway. I gasped and held my breath. A loud crack crashed against the empty walls, a loud boom followed after.

"Shit!" Axel's voice was faint. He must have jumped or fell off the second floor. "Get away from me! You freaks!" My heart felt like it was going to burst as Axel's screaming echoed then stopped abruptly. I waited and listened hard. A few voices whispered words I couldn't make out completely. "Unconscious" and "Child" were the only words I could hear. They were repeated a few times, though. The footsteps started picking up again and I heard the door open, and then shut after a few seconds. I sat, frozen, scared, useless…alone…

I sat, waiting for my redheaded friend, afraid to move without his consent. Fear crept inside me as time passed, mocking me and my uselessness. Finally, I shoved the door away and ran out of the room, noticing the railing for the balcony had snapped apart. Slowly, I walked up to it, peeking over the edge. Bits and pieces of the rail lay along the floor, but no Axel. I bit my lip and ran down the stairs, hoping over the hole carefully, and ran around the house blindly, calling for my friend and searching for a sign of him still here.

The house continued to stay quiet and the sun continued to fall below the horizon. I wiped away tears as I ran out of the mansion and down the hill. Home was the only place to go now…