Zexion POV

The next morning I got up and headed to the guest bedroom. I nearly had a panic attack when I saw that Vexen wasn't there, but as soon as I turned around I saw him.

"What are you doing out of bed?" I asked, quietly. Demyx was still asleep and I didn't want to wake him.

"I-I had to use the bathroom," Vexen said in that small voice of his.

"Oh. Follow me."

I walked down the stairs, the blond boy following me. It was kinda annoying. He was not even an inch away from me. I reached the kitchen, Vexen still following, and began to make us some breakfast.

After I had fought with the frying pan, I placed a plate of eggs on the living room table and told Vexen to join me. He obeyed and sat next to me on the couch, eating his eggs as I flicked on the TV.

"And today on news 12. A former scientist has escaped prison. He was on death row for the injustice of kidnapping and experimenting on young children and teens. The police don't know how he escaped or where he is. Citizens are recommended to lock their doors and not to approach or help this man."

My fork dropped out of my hand as my jaw dropped when the picture of the man showed up on the screen. It wasn't until I heard a scream that I snapped out of the trance and looked to my left. Vexen was behind the couch, tears streaking down his face and his body shaking. I went to him and hugged him tightly, my hand petting him gently as I looked at the screen.

This couldn't be right. How could he have escaped? A sudden ring pierced the silence causing me to jump and nearly have a heart attack. I reached for the phone, grabbed it and held it to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked.

"ARE YOU WATCHING THE NEWS?" Larxene's voice screamed into the phone.

"Yes I am."

"THIS IS INSANE! THAT BASTARD IS OUT ON THE STREETS AND HE'S ALIVE!"

"Calm down Larxen-."

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN SO DON'T WASTE YOUR BREATH!"

"Ok I will talk to you later then."

I hit the end button and wound up hitting the talk button once more. It seemed everyone was watching the news today. I sighed and held the phone to my ear.

"Are you watching the ne-?"

"Yes I am," I said, interrupting Axel.

"Can you believe this! I thought we put the mother fucker away!"

"As did I but apparently not. By the way can you and the others come over today?"

"I guess. Why?"

"Let's just say I found Vexen."

"Please tell me that his corpse isn't going to be there when we get there."

"No! God does everyone think I'm THAT crazy!"

"...was that rhetorical?"

"Just get everyone's ass over here!"

"Ok, ok no need to get snippy."

I, once again, hit the end button and tossed the phone onto the couch. I didn't even bother picking it up when it hit the ground instead. I picked up Vexen and headed upstairs. The young blond seemed to have fallen asleep again. I would have to ask him later why he screamed before.

I gently laid him down on the bed, but when I started leaving a small hand tightly grabbed the hem of my shirt. I turned around and saw Vexen staring at me with pleading eyes.

"P-Please don't leave," he said. He sounded like he was about to cry.

"I'll be right back. I just have to check on Demyx," I replied.

"N-No! Please don't leave."

I couldn't say no. Not after hearing the desperate tone in his voice. I pulled a chair next to the bed and sat down.

"Alright I'll stay," I said, "now sleep. You seem exhausted."

The blond nodded and closed his eyes, his hand still tightly holding onto my shirt. I plucked the hand off and held it gently in my own hands. It was scary how much Vexen and I was similar. I remember asking for him to stay in my room when I was young and he gave in almost instantly. He could never ignore a child.

I looked up when I heard the door open. Demyx was standing there, smiling at me. I gave him a weak smile back and gently laid Vexen's hand on the bed, he had already fallen asleep. I walked over to Demyx and closed the door silently.

"Did you by any chance see the news?" I asked him. He shook his head. I took his hand and guided him down to the living room. I flicked off the TV, cleared the plates and sat back down on the couch.

"Zexion what's wrong?" he asked, looking at me with those big eyes of his.

"...He escaped."

"Who did?"

"...Xemnas."

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Roxas POV

"Tell me again why we're going to Zexion's and Demyx's house," I asked as Axel rummaged through his dresser.

"Zexion apparently found Vexen," Axel said, picking up his gun and holster from the dresser.

"Wait wait what? I thought Vexen was dead! Well he was dead once before and it turned out that he wasn't but I'm pretty sure he's dead this time and why the heck do you need your gun!"

"I don't know how he found Vexen. That's why we're going over there and I need my gun for protection." He strapped the belt attached to the holster on and continued looking for his badge.

"Why the heck do you need protection?"

"Because a guy who was on death row escaped prison. That's why."

"Oh."

That ended that conversation. I messed with the hem of my shirt while I waited for Axel to find his badge. He should really take more care of it, but of course he doesn't listen. When I looked up my cheeks turned pink as I gazed into Axel's eyes. When did he get this close? Wasn't he across the room? His lips curved into a seductive smile. I knew where this was going and I wasn't going to let that happen again. Zexion and the others were waiting for us.

"No," I said.

"Aww c'mon Roxie," he whined like the child he was and had always been.

"NO. We'll be late."

"So what? We're always late and so is everyone else."

Those lips began to kiss up my neck, to my jaw and eventually my lips. I suppressed the urge to wrap my arms around his neck and bring him closer. We had to go. I pushed him away lightly and stared at him.

"We have to go," I said. The heartbroken look in his eyes made me want to kiss him again, but I stood my ground and resisted the urge.

He sighed and nodded. That was too easy. Way too easy. He must've been planning something or maybe he wasn't. Maybe he was actually listening to m-...that bastard. I knew there was a reason I couldn't move my arms.

"You bastard," I said, pulling at the handcuffs that were around my wrists. He turned to me and smirked, the keys swinging on his finger, "Axel this isn't funny! Take the cuffs off!"

"Convince me to take them off," he said.

"If you don't take them off then I will never have sex with you ever again." That didn't work. That just provoked him. He gently pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. His lips roughly pressed against mine as his hand slid up my shirt. This was totally unfair. I really hated him right now.

I pulled away, "Axel you're being an asshole. C'mon get off of me!"

"Aww C'mon Roxie pleeease?" he said, kissing and biting at my neck.

"Mmm n-no! We have to go," I said. My heart and body wanted to give in so badly, but my brain wasn't letting them. I wasn't going to let him win. Not this time.

"Please?"
"No! Why do you want to do this now anyway!"

He looked at me, his face suddenly serious. I let out a jagged breath as his green eyes stared into mine. Why was he so serious all of a sudden? He's never acted like this before.

"I just...want to spend as much time as I can loving you..." he said, his voice harvesting the tiniest bit of hurt.

"...Is this because I can't die?" I asked. He rested his head on my shoulder and nodded slowly, "it's not like you're going to die tomorrow Axel. We'll have plenty of time to do this later."

"...I guess." He climbed off of me and took the handcuffs off. I rubbed my wrists and smiled at him. I'm glad we were able to settle through that.

As he was about to walk away when I grabbed his arm, spun him around and pressed my lips against him. His arms automatically wrapped around my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What was that for?" he asked, smiling.

"It was a reward for listening to me," I replied, my fingers running through his red spikes.

"I should do that more often shouldn't I?"

"Yes you should."

"Hehe alright lets get going to Zexion's house."

"Ok."

I followed Axel hand in hand out of the house. I was really happy for two reasons. One was he actually listened to me and the other reason was that he wasn't wearing his gloves. He barely did, but sometimes he would put them on when he was angry or when he felt depressed.

"Damnit!" Axel shouted as the rain began to hammer down on us. If there was one thing that Axel hated, it was the water. I giggled as Axel's gelled hair began to deflate and clung to his back and face, "oh you think this is funny?"

"Yes, yes I do," I said, smirking. This was karma for not listening to me before. I watched him to try to make fire combust by snapping his fingers, but no fire appeared. I laughed even more as he stomped his foot in frustration and opened the door to the car. I climbed in after him and smirked at him.

"You think this is hilarious don't ya? How about you trying having your power affected by the god damn weat-."

I shut him up with my lips. My hand cupping his cheek as his tongue slipped into my mouth. A soft moan escaped my throat as his hand slid under my shirt and up to my chest. I pulled away and smiled at him.

"Ok I'm good now," he said, putting the key into the ignition and pulling out of the driveway. Healing wasn't my only magical power.