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Chapter 7: The Plan

Saskia's Pov

I was on break at the University, in the library at a computer. I was on my email account.

To: demdemrocker

From: missbookSas

Demyx. my day went well. I'm at my school right now because this is the only place I can email you at the moment about a problem I'm having. I was wondering if you'd be willing to help? Your friend, Saskia.

I sent the message and hoped he would read it soon. I had no idea if he would help or not, after I had turned him down for a second date. But he had agreed to keep being my friend, and I didn't see Demyx as the kind to guy to ignore a friend in need. It was a full five minutes before I got a reply. However, this was good timing.

To: missbookSas

From: demdemrocker

I'll help you! What's the problem? I'm worried.

To: demdemrocker

From: missbookSas

I'm being stalked. He can't watch me at school. I have an idea, sort of a plan.

To: missbookSas

From: demdemrocker

I'm coming over there.

I stared at the computer. He was coming to help me? I had planned on emailing him the plan. But maybe Demyx's presense would calm me down a little. It ususally did.

"Saskia Conners to the office. Saskia Conners to the office," said the overcom voice. I logged off my computer and got my butt to the office. Walking in, I saw Demyx standing there. He seemed out of breath and just a bit sweaty. His cheeks were slightly red. It was like he had run the distance between wherever he lived and the school.

"This gentleman says he has to have an important meeting with you. There's an empty classroom across the hall you can use," said the lady at the desk. She was smiling, as if she knew what was happening. She probably thought he was my boyfriend who had run to see me because he couldn't wait. What would she say if she knew that he was my friend here to help get rid of a stalker?

"Thank you very much, miss," Demyx said.

"Thank you" I said. She nodded and said, "no problem." Demyx and I walked to the empty classroom. We closed the door behind us.

Once inside when we looked around, we found that only three lights worked, and only a teacher's desk remained. I wasn't entirely sure at first if the desk wouldn't collaspe if I touched it. But after touching it and testing it a bit, I decided to sit on it. It was secure, so I didn't fall. I looked at Demyx, who stood in front of me.

"So, what's your plan?" he asked, looking dead serious. Which scared me. Here was light-hearted, whimsical Demyx, being as serious as Zexion or my father. My father was known in Twilight Town for how serious he was. I swear I never seen that man smile. So to see Demyx, aka Mr. Smiles-all-the-time, acting like him was scaring me. But not as much as the stalker. I took a deep breath as I prepared myself to speak.

"I can only confront him. I'll go in an ally and ask him to come out," I said. Yeah, I know, stupid, right? But really, if I got a moment of bravery, which I sometimes did very rarely, I could easily confront the man.

"What? Saskia, that's crazy talk!" said Demyx. I stood up, not noticing the limited space between us. I took another deep breath. I guess I'll have to plan my moment of bravery and hope it comes.

"Okay, so I'll arrange a meeting through email," I said, sounding nervous.

"Email?" Demyx asked, looking a bit confused. I bent my head and looked down. I began telling the story from the beginning. By the end, my fear was painfully clear and so was the fact that I was barely holding onto my will to live. Demyx wrapped his arms around me. I didn't move at all, not even to look at him.

"You wanted someone to talk you out of that," he whispered.

"No. I wanted someone to know what was going on if I got hurt," I said, fear sounding in every word as clear as a bell.

"Liar," he whispered. My hands moved and clucthed his shirt. I never thought I would be called a liar.

"I'm not lying," I said, holding in tears. I was so frightened but at the same time, I didn't care for my safety.

"At first that's what you thought. Now you know that you are," he whispered. Why was he whispering? Did he know that when his voice was soft and gentle like that he had more control over my decisons?

"Why would I be lying?" I asked.

"No one wants to be in danger. No one wants to die," he whispered.

"I wanted to die. I still get the urges to kill myself. Demyx, I've tried to end my life," I said.

"You're not dead, are you?" he asked.

"No, I'm alive" I said. I looked at him. Why did he ask such a question?

"Then you want to live, you're just having a hard time with life. If you let me, I'll be the friend who helps you," he whipsered. I didn't say anything. I just let a few tears out. I was confused. Did I want to live or die? Demyx continued to hold me as I thought about that and all he had said.

Yes, I was alive. I didn't really want to be dead, but I should be. Which was even greater reason to be dead and just end it all. I was having a hard time with life. I had a creepy stalker. But yet, I knew if I tried, with some help, I could cheer up, get better, and stop regretting that I hadn't died. What should be and what I wanted were completely differnet things. I did want to lessen my stress. I wanted someone to stand by me and help me and let me help them. I wanted that person to smell like books, vanilla, and sunshine. Wanted him to smile at me, laugh at my comments, and make me smile. I wanted him to sing and play sitar. I wanted his hair to be a dirty blond mullet, and his eyes to be emerald green. I didn't just want, but needed, that person to be Demyx.

"Help me," I whispered. I could hear the begging of a broken person in my voice along with fear. I was a complete mess, but I didn't care. Demyx was right there, his arms holding me tightly.

"Alright. First, we'll need a new plan," Demyx said.

"I already tried to call the cops, so that's out," I whispered, trying to help him think.

"I've got it! You'll arrange a meeting with him. But I'll be at the spot waiting! I bet we can get Axel to help too. So you had the basis of a good idea, but now you'll have back-up!" Demyx said, suddendly. I almost jumped it had been so sudden. I let go of him and got out of his arms.

"Think it'll work?" I asked.

"I know it will!" replied Demyx.

"Okay, so when do I set the meeting for? And where?" I asked.

"Let me ask Axel," he said. He pulled out his phone. He called Axel and was on the phone for a while. He just looked at me once he was off the phone and smiled. "Alright, he"ll help. He said Saturday at 9 pm in the ally by Lyonhart's," Demyx told me.

"Ok, I should go to class now," I said, then a bell rang. It was the one signalling the end of the day. "Nevermind, that was the last bell," I told Demyx. He gave me a smile.

"I'll walk you home. Then I'll talk to Leon and see if I can walk you the rest of the week," he said.

"You can't do that! The stalker, he already said he'd hurt you!" I protested, grabbing ahold of his sleeves. Demyx couldn't get hurt. I couldn't be the reason Demyx got hurt. That would break me, and I was already broken.

"He won't hurt me. I just don't want you to get hurt," Demyx said.

"You can't be sure he won't hurt you," I said.

"Trust me a little. I won't be comfortable if you have to walk on your own," he argued.

"Okay," I said. Demyx gave me a smile. I realized I was still holding onto his sleeves and let go.

Demyx's POV

The girl in front of me wasn't the Saskia I knew. This was a scarred, broken, and alone girl. This was the half of herself I knew Saskia had been hiding. It was the first time I was seeing it. This is what I was trying to cure. I hated knowing Saskia felt this way.

When I had gotten her emails, I felt a rush of worry. It overwelmed everything else. Nothing mattered except Saskia needed, wanted, my help. The email had screamed danger and fear. I knew I had to get to her as soon as possible.

I pretty much ran the whole way to her university. The overwelming feeling of worry hadn't gone away until I had held her in my arms. But then the feeling had only subsided. I'd do anything to make those tears go away. Do anything to keep her safe.

I walked her home. She didn't seem as scared and she was really worried for me. She refused to touch me once we left the school.

"If I'm holding onto you, he'll get mad," she had warned. I agreed to just walk her there. But I couldn't resist giving her a hug right before I left her. She gave me a slight, nervous smile.

I was halfway home when I saw someone, or rather, two someones. I squinted to see who it was appoaching me. The sun was hitting my eyes and I had no clue who it was.

"Hi Demyx!" I heard a famillar voice call out. I smiled, realizing who one of the two were.

"Hey Xigbar! How's it going?' I asked. We stopped out of people's way and I saw that it was Saix with him. "Hiya Saix," I added. Saix nodded at me.

"Good. I've heard you've gotten close to a certain girl," Xigbar said.

"Saskia? We're friends," I said.

"Nothing more, huh? Heard you went on a date together," he said.

"Yeah, but it didn't work," I said, my smile melting away.

"Is it because of what happened before she moved here?" Xigbar asked. I nodded.

"Her heart is taken," Saix said. Xigbar nodded, "that sucks, huh Demyx?"

"Yeah, but its her choice. I can respect her decsion," I said. I needed to get to Leon. I had to talk to him about the whole thing. Most importantly, I needed permission to walk Saskia home until her stalker was caught. It was only three days in which I would be leaving for a little while.

"You got time for a drink or two? Saix and I were headed to the bar," Xigbar said.

"Nah, I've gotta talk to my boss about something," I said.

"Well, we could walk over there then get a drink afterwords," Xigbar said, "if thats ok with Saix."

"Its fine," Saix said. I nodded, "alright." We walked to Lyonhart Books. I went to the back room with Leon to discuss my issue.

"So you're saying that you need to walk her home until her stalker is caught so that you feel slightly better?" Leon questioned.

"Yes sir," I said.

"What about when she goes to school?" he asked.

"She walks with Zexy. He goes to school in the morning, but leaves before she does and goes to work," I explained. Leon took a moment to think about it.

"Alright. Saskia should be protected, so I'll let you off during those times," he finally said.

"Thank you!" I yelled then hugged him.

"Do me a flavor," he said. I hadn't let go let.

"Anything!" I replied.

"Let go of me," he requested. I let go and grinned big. After that, Xigbar, Saix, and I went to the local bar. The weird thing is, I don't remember much of what happened after that. Except fot waking up in my bed the next morning. Xigbar had crashed on my couch and Saix was no where to be seen.


So, again, sorry about the extreme lateness of this chapter. But what did you think? Was it horrible? Are you thinking 'I can't believe this girl made me wait months to read this?'

Next time is Zexy's Sister: The stalker is revealed! Finally, you get to find out who the creep is, if you haven't guessed already. If you have, you should tell me who you think it is. Anyway, see ya next time in Chapter 8: Action! Dun dun dun...