DISCLAIMER: it's called Disclaimer for a reason...

A/N: Okay, Author's notes at the top today, cause its important. It's also the reason this chapter is so short. Before the next chapter can be finished I need you all, yes you the one staring at a brightly lit screen reading this, to vote on my POLLI honestly need your guys help, since I forgot that I'm just a vampire nerd and am now spoiling soemone's fun. It was a Sookie Stackhouse quote from TRUE BLOOD season 1. Anyway, answer the poll and sorry the chapters short it's just Axel's tiny mind. XD R&R!~

Chapter Three – My fist, your mouth, her scars –


*~*Axel*~*

"Sunshine, was all of that true?" I ask as I look up at Roxas, I hate to say this but he's so beautiful when he cries and yet so heartbreaking at the same time. I feel my heart leap into my throat as I watch the small boy nod his head slightly before looking up at me,

"forget it" he mutters before getting up but I push on his shoulders and force him to sit back down.

"Why would you keep something like that from me? I'm your best friend why didn't you ever tell me? And what about your job, huh? Dem at least told me he started working here, not just a 'oh Axel, I can't hang out with you because I got a new job and have to work bizarre hours all the time' yeah, real nice of you Rox although speaking of Dem, he left as soon as we got here and that was like an hour and a half ago…" I trail off but notice Roxas' eyes as they fly wide open when I say about Demyx.

"Wait, he's been gone an hour and a half?" He asks no nervousness present in his voice just panic, so I nod my head and watch as he gets up again, I try and force him down but he ducks under my arm makes a bee-line back to his dressing room, not getting changed out of the dancers outfit, just pulling on a black fur-lined coat and running out the door. I chase after him and see him speak to Marluxia before taking off again, what the bloody hell is going on? I run over to my cousin Reno, who's currently manning the bar,

"Reno, do you know where Roxas was going?" I ask him, my voice panicked and frantic,

"chill dude, he's just checking on Dem wherever he is."

"Reno, I need you to tell me where he was going." Reno, just shakes his head and sighs,

"he's going to the Destiny Keys hotel, he should be in room 138 by the time you get there, Axel what's going on?" I don't answer and just run out the doors, he's only a few blocks from here. I don't understand why I'm doing this but for some reason I have a very bad feeling about all of this. As I reach the hotel I see a dirty-blonde teen running out the front door.

"Demyx?" I ask, completely bewildered.

"Ax, holy crap. You have to help him you have to help Roxas. I knew there was something wrong when Marly said a 'blindfold' client but I didn't think it was one of the banned guys and I take he didn't know either but Ax, you've got to help Roxas. He's that guys favourite and he pretty much just gave himself to the guy to help me. Axel you have to do something!" I grab my phone out and dial a number I never thought I would be dialling at ten o'clock at night.

"Zex, I need you to come the Destiny Keys hotel and pick up Demmy. Please, Zex."

"Okay, I'll be there soon. Can you stay with him?"

"Yes, but only for a little while." I answer before hearing the tone signalling that Zexion hung up.

"Axel? What are you gonna do?" I sigh as I sit down on the pavement with Demyx, to be honest I don't have a plan, I just know that I have to get Roxas out. If this guy is bad enough to be banned from Marly's than clearly he's not your average everyday normal guy. Reno's told me a fair amount about the place since he started and honestly, to be banned you pretty much have to leave someone on the brink of death. So yeah, I'm worried about what might happen if Zexion doesn't hurry up and get here soon.

"Dem, Axel. Are you guys okay?" I hear Zexion's voice call as he approaches. I nod and get up before helping Dem get up himself.

"Ax, be careful." I nod at Demyx before opening the door and making my way up the stairs, elevators are too slow anyway. Roxas, you better be okay…