A/N: Hello all. Back for another chapter? Well, if you are, you are in luck! XD Don't ask me who Chad is. He is some random character I made up. But don't worry. It was just me having a tough time to get a character that people might not mind if bad things happened to them. I think I have something wrong with my email because half the time I don't get your reviews. So if a review reply is late getting to you, blame my email, not my tardiness. Oh, and I might not be able to update for a while. I have a lot of things going on this weekend! XD SIMPLE PLAN IS COMING! THEY ARE HERE SATURDAY! I AM SO PUMPED! YAY! But my saying that might let you know where I live. Shame on you, stalkers. Hahaha. Kidding! (YAY! Poor Kiddo!)

I reached the twenty mark! So proud! My next goal is to be on the favorite author list of thirty people! XD I love setting my sights high. But then again, it took me forever just to make it to twenty! Let's see how long my new goal takes!

Random Splurge I was just wondering: If the rolls were reversed and Axel was torturing/kidnapping/raping, would you still be on his side? Or would you go to the defence of poor Luxord who would be the victim? Would you end up declaring war on Axel? Go so far as to hate him for what he is doing like I know most of you are hating Luxord now. Well, just wonderin'. So if you got an answer, drop me a line and we can have long talks about it! I love getting on a roll! hahha.

Thank you Rose for helping me with the name. Even if it was my bouncing names and hair colors off you!

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"Hello Reno!"

Reno felt his body seize up as he noticed for the first time that someone was staring at him from the entrance to the kitchen. The voice was familiar so he turned around slowly but sighed in relief as he laid eyes upon his friend.

"Chad, yo! Don't do that! And what are you doing here? Do you not know how to knock?" Reno grumbled, digging his spoon into his Lucky Charms. Chad laughed, coming over and putting an arm around Reno's shoulders, kissing him lightly on the cheek. Reno tried to scooch away but was held still in the firm arms of the blonde.

"Aww, what? Don't want to spend time with me? I'm not good enough for you this morning?"

Reno grumbled, being pulled into the hug.

"I was walking around and I saw your mom leaving for work. She said that you were up if I wanted to go say hi. There, better now?"

"Sorry, yo. I have been really jumpy lately. Thinking too much about Axel, I guess," Reno sighed, leaning his head back on the taller blonde's shoulder. He felt a chin being placed in his red spikes until Chad pulled away from him for a moment, a crooked smile placed upon his lips as his brown eyes twinkled in the early morning.

"I gotta pee. Okay if I use the bathroom?"

"Uh... yeah, sure."

Chad disappeared from sight, up the stairs and into the small little bathroom. Reno had just sat down to enjoy his magical marshmallows when he heard the door creak open yet again.

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I pulled up to the curb a few houses away from the store, not needing my truck to be seen right outside of a murder scene, when I saw a small blue car pulling out of the driveway of what I knew to be Reno's house and a blonde boy I didn't recognize walking up the steps, not even hesitating while opening the door. Something in the pit of my stomach boiled and I decided to pull up closer. I stepped out after pulling away the keys and shoved them into my pocket as I made my way to the house.

The door was still opened a crack and I tried to listen. All I heard was a chair being pulled out as heavy foot-falls walked up the stairs. My breath hitched slightly as the door made a creak against the weight of me pressing on it. Deciding that if Reno was able to hear that, that I should move quickly in order to catch him. I fingered the gun in my right-hand pocket and latched onto it.

"Hello, Reno," I hiss as I move in closer, spotting him sitting there, his back towards me. He swirled around to find himself staring down the barrel of the gun.

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He swished his pink hair out of his eyes, flicking, once again, through that magazine. Business was slow this time of morning so Marluxia looked up when he heard the chime and was faced with a blonde looking at him with big, blue eyes. He closed the magazine and set it down on the counter, eyeing the boy up.

"Hey, Roxas. Isn't this a little early to be out?"

The blonde looked up at him, a pout etched on his lips. "Oh well. Not like I would care if something bad happened to me. Axel's gone. And I doubt he will be coming back. Even the damn news caster agrees. Stupid bitch."

"Don't have that attitude, Rox. Axel will be back. I'm sure of it."

"Whatever. Be naive. He's been gone for a week. If you are gone a week, you are dead."

"He hasn't been gone a week yet."

"Okay, fine. Six and a half days. A whole lot of difference there, Marluxia," the blonde chided sarcastically, placing a 'cookies and crème' chocolate bar on the counter.

"Roxas, if he really is gone, do you think he would be happy in seeing you so glum? He would want you to be as happy as you could. He would want you to live a normal life."

"Fuck you! You don't even care about him! He is just some dude that you fucked in the past! I think you are as bad as the person that did this to him!"

Marluxia stood there in shock as Roxas grabbed the bar and stalked away. A few seconds later, the only sound that could be heard was a truck spinning its tires as it rushed away for some unknown reason.

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Axel couldn't sit still, despite the pain in his backside and the pure exhaustion he felt. Thoughts kept nagging at him. Who would be next? Would he know them? Was Marluxia dead or alive? Were his friends trying to find him or had they given up? If only he could call Roxas again, he would be able to get most of those burning questions answered. An hour of pacing and thinking, he decided on pounding on the door again.

"What is the matter with you?! I was trying to sleep a bit! Well, hurry, now!" Vexen grumbled from the other side of wood.

"I want a phone!"

Vexen began to laugh, stopping after a few seconds before responding.

"Obviously you never watched a crime show before. You don't get to make such demands! Idiot. Why would we want anyone to know you were even alive? Luxord told them that he would keep you alive, even if it is only to play with you like he did last night."

"Bastard! Why are you both so sick?!" Axel cried, slamming his fist against the concrete wall from Vexen's laughing tone. Letting out a feral growl, the red-head made his way over to the other door in the room and turned the handle. It opened easily under is fingers and he peeked inside. Sighing, he went in farther, stripping off his boxers as he went and stepped into the shower, turning the water to hot. He would get that man's grimy fingerprints off of him if it were the last thing he did.

About an hour of scrubbing later, (and a new pair of boxers. It seemed that Luxord had left him some so that he could still have some hygiene) Axel went over to the bed, willing to maybe catch a little bit of rest before the devil made another appearance. After minutes of his brooding, the red-head drifted off into an uneasy sleep, filled with nightmares of bloody murder scenes and the screams of another horrified boy.

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"You! It's you! You killed Axel, didn't you!" Reno cried, before Luxord managed to get a hand over his mouth.

"Something wrong down there, Reno?" Chad's voice drifted from the second floor landing. Luxord smirked, shoving the barrel into the red-heads temple, removing his hand for him to respond so as not to arouse suspicion.

"Uh, no, yo. Everything's fine!"

"That's better," Luxord hissed gingerly into his ear and he shuddered as the warm air brushed by, sending his stomach reeling. "Now, you are going to do as I say. Unless you want a bullet to the brain, of course. You are to come with me. Understand. Not so much as a peep or you are dead."

"Uh.. Could I go up to my room and get something first?"

Luxord contemplated this for a minute, in mild shock that he appeared so strangely calm until he stared down at the boys frightened hopeful face. He finally took the cold metal away and nodded slightly. He didn't bother going with him as he already knew that he was standing in the only exit that the house had. Such a stalker the blonde was. He wasn't such a fool to rush into a house he knew nothing about to perhaps allow his prey to escape.

Reno took a few tentative steps away from his captor and almost sighed in relief as he was not followed.

Now to make a plan of action. He wouldn't be able leave, he knew that. But he couldn't let Chad get hurt. He had to get Chad out of there, alive, no matter what it cost.

"Oh, and Reno, fetch the blonde down here, too."

Shit. Hanging his head in defeat, he trudged up the stairs, not wanting to look at the bathroom door that concealed Chad.

Reno stepped into his bedroom, grabbing his Ipod and stopping to stare out the window. Sighing he turned around and tripped slightly from his shaking legs. Felling hands on his shoulders, he looked up into the brown orbs of Chad.

No, no, no, no, no! This couldn't be happening. He was walking off to his death and here was Chad, smiling his lopsided smile as if nothing was wrong. He could take no more. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he collapsed into the older boys warm arms.

"Reno? Reno, what's wrong?" Chad asked worriedly, setting the red-head down on his bed. Said red-head looked at him with his watery blue eyes, putting on as brave a face as he could.

"C-Chad. You need to get away from here. Right now. Before he comes upstairs. Go!"

"Go where? From who?"

"No time to explain just-" he stopped when he heard the boots clinking up the stairs, a slight laugh emitting from the oldest blonde.

"Foolish, foolish Reno. Must I kill your beloved right in front of you? Here I was planning on disposing him later. Well, if you insist..." Luxord smirked, pointing the gun now at Chad, making the red-head grip onto him tighter.

"No!" he screamed, a new onslaught of tears leaking from his eyes. "No! Don't kill him, yo! But does he have to come?! I will come quietly, yo! Just don't hurt him!"

"Aww, so sweet. What do you say? Stay here and get your brains blown out or come and undergo severe ... torture," he hissed in almost a sneer, playing with the hand gun.

"Why him? What has he ever done to you?"

Luxord actually laughed. A cold, sneering laugh that made the two boys on the bed shiver.

"What has he done? He has simply caught my attention. And you, boy, happened to come on a bad day. Now answer my question. Stay or go? You choose how you wish to die."

"Sick freak! Stay away from us!"

"So you are choosing to stay?"

"Damn you. Fine, I'll go."

"That's better. Now another choice. Hard way or easy way? Shall you fight me at every turn? Judging on the way you are eying me right now I would say that you are. Hmm. How sad. Guess Vexen was right when he told me to bring the Chloroform."

The eldest blonde moved closer to the cowering teens, a rag in his hand. Chad growled at him as he pressed the thing to his face, making him quickly lose consciousness. Reno caught him before he fell and looked up at Luxord with shining eyes. He expected the rag to be passed on to him but instead Luxord smirked.

"You are helping me bring him to the truck. Unless you want to leave him here with a bullet to the head?"

"Monster."

Reno put an arm around Chad's waist and propped him up with his free hand as the younger of the two blondes had his arm was draped over Reno's shoulder. So they made their way down the stairs and out to the midnight black truck that was waiting for them. Reno glanced up to see Roxas stalking out of the store and straight to where his beloved missing boyfriend lived, not sparing the trio a glance. A cruel, cruel world.

If he would only look over here, yo! We could get him to help us! Damn it!

The couple hobbled into the truck and Luxord made sure that they were in before striding to the driver's side and starting the vehicle. The tire's screamed in protest as he stepped on the gas. He handed Reno what the boy knew to be a blind-fold, surely to make sure he didn't know where they were going on the off chance he were able to make it out of that place alive. After he secured the opaque goggles, he looked in Luxords general direction.

"What did I do to catch your attention, yo?" he asked in a very small, timid voice that shook slightly in his fear. He could hear more then see the smirk that laid upon the blonde's face.

"The hair. The hair and the tattoos."

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TBC

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A/N: I didn't expect to get this done on time! Hehehe. First, I almost had writers block with how to start the chapter (it started with Roxas at first but I couldn't help but get rid of that) and then Sarah called, but I still love her. XP But here it is, in all its crappy glory! Tell me what you think, yeah! ... Wrong fandom, wrong saying. Such a silly goose. So, yeah, review. Flames and hate-mail is welcome. I know that my stuff isn't the best on here so I know it has tons of faults. Nothing is perfect. You are allowed to point them out, you know. Sammy won't get mad. Someone else might, but we just won't let her see them! XP (If you don't know what she meant by saying that, you haven't asked! XP) So, any thoughts, luck or cookies. Send 'em in. Oh, and I love to get love! So send the love filled cookies! XD

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