AN: Please excuse the time jump, but what comes between these two chapters can be found in 'A Bird in the Hand'. For the sake of the plot, we must continue.
Demyx had never been so happy to see Xigbar in his life before. Actually he had never been so happy to be out of a broom closet before in his life. Which was why he was now clinging to the Freeshooter's arm like there would be no tomorrow. Sputtering nonsense about giant chickens, the Nocturne had conveniently forgotten about Axel, which made no difference, as Zexion was tending to him.
The Schemer was having a hard time trying not to laugh; it wouldn't do good for his nonchalant image, but the sight before him was too preposterous to keep a straight face. Axel was currently sitting in the middle of a broom closet, drawing pictures on the floor with ashes. Did he mention they were in an old abandoned building with a dead chocobo halfway through the door?
'Time to come out of the closet, Axel,' he thought chuckling darkly.
His humor was the only thing that kept him from opening a portal then and there and hightailing it back home. In Midgar, one could laugh, cry, be sick, or loose one's mind. Having done the latter, he figured he could laugh and let Demyx loose his lunch. Which he did. All over Xigbar's shoes.
"Dude, you have got to be kidding me," Xigbar groaned, staring at his soiled shoes.
"Sorry," Demyx moaned, retching again.
He sighed, "Looks like it's time to get you little dudes home."
Zexion nodded, stood up and waved his hands in front of the pyro's face. Axel looked up excitedly, completely obliviously that he was not, in fact, a six year old.
"Are we going somewhere," he asked excitedly.
"Yes, Axel; we're going home. You can play hide-and-seek in Four's lab," Zexion whispered as he hoisted the pyromaniac to his feet.
"Ok!" Axel yelled skipping happily through the portal.
Then things started to go wrong.
The portal sputtered and died and Zexion paled.
"Time to move," he said listening for the sound he dreaded to hear.
And distantly, the sound of yelling and running confirmed his fears.
The three of them were able to escape the building before Soldiers stormed the building, not that the others would know how close their escape had been.
They went into a pub and sat in the corner- there they could keep an eye on the people in the building and the activity on the road.
"The hell was that about?" Xigbar hissed.
"We can't be using magic here," Zexion whispered, "I'd almost forgotten how it's regulated in the city limits. Now they're onto us and they'll be on us much faster next time."
"What do we do now?" Demyx asked a slight whine in his voice.
"We have to get out of the city limits, hopefully we can finish your mission as well, but our escape is vital."
"But Zex, we were here to find another Nobody-"
"If we don't get out of this world, we won't survive; the Nobody will have to take care of itself."
There was a constant stream of people in and out and no one gave them a second look. Except for the person who slid in the seat beside them, that is.
She glared at them all then eyed Zexion.
"I'm Yuffie," she said, shoving her hand in their faces.
"Do we know you?" Xigbar said not taking the offered hand.
"Nope," she said happily, "but a friend said he knew you once."
Zexion paused, "What friend?"
"Follow me," she said grinning widely.
"And we should trust you, why?" Demyx asked.
"Hmmm… Do you really have a choice? If my friend is right, then you won't want me to alert Soldier, will you?"
The Nobodies looked at each other, "Fine." Zexion said at long last.
"Perfect!" Yuffie yelled.
"What do you think's going on," Demyx whispered as they followed the girl.
"Hopefully something that won't get us killed," Zexion whispered back.
"That depends on your next action," a new voice called out.
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Me: Well now we're going into the realms of the unknown. Even I don't know what happens next.
Seth: Liar! You wrote the thing, didn't you?
Me: Oh how wonderful to be young and stupid.