A/N: Hey everyone, I finally made it.
This chapter was a real challenge for me, not only because I'm a newbie, but also because I kept having writer's block...anyway that's the past so I hope you will all enjoy this new chapter as much as you did with Isa's one.
Before leaving the stage to my story I'd like to thank PurplePantherXVI, Miwasaki Yuki rin, and Rosa Volkova for their reviews.
Thanks a lot for supporting this story and bearing with me all at the same time.
Enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, just the plot of this Fic
Flames…the fire was everywhere…surrounding his home, his friends, his family...but they seemed safe. He could see water near his mother's feet, there was no way the fire could harm her.
His family was safe…everyone was safe…so why was the fire still around him? Wasn't it supposed to be gone?
"Gone you say…why should I be gone, Lea?"…it was getting closer, too close.
"Who are you? What do you want?" asked the boy taking a few steps back even though he was trapped by a circle of flames.
"Don't you know?" the fire asked with a small laugh "I am…"
-X-
Lea's eyes snapped open and he found himself lying on a foreign uncomfortable sofa.
"No wonder I had that dream", the boy muttered sitting up just to fall back onto the way too fluffy furniture.
Never one to like potions and medicines in general, for once Lea was grateful when someone forced the bitter liquid down his throat, making him swallow it all.
Trying to move once again, the redhead let out a small surprised gasp and nearly fell when something around his ankle prevented him from leaving the room like he had planned.
As he started to pull at what he assumed to be a chain, two large hands were laid on his shoulders to gently stop the action.
"Don't bother with it. These chains are cursed, you can't open them unless you have the key."
The moment he heard the metal links collide with the floor, the 'giant' backed away.
"Wait", suddenly two small warm hands reached out for him wrapping tightly around the fabric on his left arm.
"Thanks for healing me...uhm"
"Lexaeus", the man whispered in his deep voice, his heavy breaths ghosting over the other's red hair, messing the soft spikes.
I'm already putting my weight on him, I better back away before I...
before his mind was even able to process it, Lexaeus found himself falling; his arms, legs and torso crashing to the ground with a loud thud, raising a dusty cloud from the dirty stony surface.
Expecting to hit his head hard, since his arms were too tired to help him break the fall, he was surprised when Lea's hands were able to lay him down gently, not without effort.
"You okay?"
"Yes, thanks to you boy"
"I'm not a boy. The name is...", they both froze when the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears.
"Quickly lay down on the sofa and pretend to be asleep."
"But..."
"No buts. DO IT", Lexaeus commanded, practically throwing the youngster on the furniture.
Seeing no point in arguing the red-headed boy only pouted, hiding his face in a pillow as he rested on his stomach.
The moment his face disappeared in the soft cushion the door clicked open.
"Still trying to break free, Lexaeus?", a male voice asked lighting the room with a small floating golden orb.
"And how is our little 'sleeping beauty-flame' today?", he asked again eyeing the younger male on the sofa, which was spying on him in return from beneath the small holes that adorned the pillow's duffel.
"I still can't believe that we really accepted a servant in exchange for the life of the royal family. Xemnas must have some kind of special plan for him."
Sleeping beauty-flame to who?...you are one to talk...you...you...
realizing that he had no fitting nickname for the other, the aforementioned servant dared to glance at him from his position.
Starting from the boots, his gaze slowly traveled upward taking in a pair of black pants, partially covered by a long black coat with pointed sagging shoulders and a pair of black gloves that disappeared under the coat's almost arm-fitting sleeves.
Reaching the face, the boy became more careful not only to take in the other features better, but also because being caught wasn't an option.
Much to both his disappointment and relief the jailer was turned when Lea looked up to him, allowing the boy to add pointed ears and a grizzled long ponytail to the man's portrait.
As if he felt the younger male's eyes on him, the man suddenly turned giving the other a perfect view of his scarred face.
Adjusting the patch that covered his right eye, he couldn't help but furrow his upturned eyebrows.
His instincts never betrayed him, but the more he looked the more his gold left eye returned him a clear image of the wall, he scowled bringing out the scar on his left cheek, not that it was needed.
I guess that always being around that old coot is making me old too
hearing Lexaeus's wrist chains slide against the floor he turned once more to face him properly.
"Look at you, you can't even stand. No surprise you were banished from your village", his cold laugh echoed through the room.
"That's enough, you oldieclope!", Lea heard himself shout angrily, his blood boiling dangerously in his veins.
Despite knowing full well that he was in trouble now, the servant refused to back up when his emerald eyes met with oldieclope's gold one and the man took a step toward him with a creepy smile on his face.
"How interesting. You really got guts, don't you beauty-flame?", another laugh escaped his lips as he moved closer, a set of keys in hand.
"Too bad I won't be able to know you better that this", a sigh escaped his lips before being replaced once more by his signature evil smile.
"Well, no one said anything about not playing with you a little", a dangerous light shone in his eye when he met the boy's worried ones.
"And now I'm gonna...", never able to state his plan, the man simply collapsed at Lea's feet, keys still in hand.
"Try and touch him, Xigbar", opening his eyes carefully when he heard Lexaeus' voice, Lea found himself torn between letting his mouth fell to the floor or let a huge smile spread itself on his face.
There in front of him, still with his fist raised, stood none other than a centaur.
"You okay, right?", he asked picking up the keys to free both himself and the boy.
"Now quickly let's get out of here", Lexaeus suggested tossing his chains to the side.
"But you're still hurt."
"True, but this is our only chance" and with that, ignoring the servant's complains when he effortlessly hoisted him on his back, he rode off, disappearing into the black swirling portal that waited them behind their cell's door.
NG: here it is, even longer than planned *stares at nicknames before facepalming herself* where did they come from anyway?
Isa: if there are errors please point them out as clearly as you can *points at author* NG here really needs it*keeps on marking both NG's and Lea's homework with a red pen* so many errors
Lea: please R&R to keep our crazy NG out of writer's block and remember flames will be used for my personal entertainment
NG: thanks for your time and support. Ideas are appreciated and will be kept under consideration during the development of this story(that doesn't mean I will be able to fit them in it though, sorry)
Lea & NG: a nice week to all of you *whispering* don't tell Isa, but in order to update we had to borrow his homework for a while
Isa: YOU DID WHAT?! *appears behind the other two with death glare*
Lea & NG: not again, we better start running *both miraculously miss Isa's wooden claymore *
Isa: what have I done wrong to deserve those two idiots as my friends? *starts swinging claymore* GET BACK HERE AND REDO IT ALL
