Author's notes: k so...well, I'm not really exactly sure on how this site works yet...so um, if you didn't read chapter nine, please do. I say this only because I replaced my author's notes with the actual chapter nine and I don`t know if that shows up or not...arrrg I feel so dumb...sooorry...

Roxas PoV

"Yes, sir, we want to visit Axel," I say for the third fucking time to the cop sitting at the front desk. I really, really want to take his head and smash it against the hard oak, but I have to physically restrain myself by digging my nails into my palms. God, can he get any stupider?

"All of you?" he asks dumbly, his mouth covered with icing from a donut. It's so stereotypical that it makes my head pound. I sigh. This is going nowhere fast. For ten minutes, ten whole fucking minutes, we've been reciting the same thing, like lines in a play. The most stupid play ever. Get. It. Straight—we want to visit Axel! Xion and Demyx are pretty much bouncing off the walls. Naminé and Kairi are looking at the missing persons list, keeping safely away from my restless friends. Sora and Zexion are on either side of me, trying to help this stupid, fat ass cop that we want to visit Axel. As you can tell, it's not going too well. I honestly think he has mental problems, or something, but damn he's a moron.

I look desperately at them for help. Sora looks ready to kill this idiot. I feel the same way. Just plain fucking homicidal.

"Are you fucking stoned or something, dude?" demyx asks from behind us. The cop stares at him with what I suppose is supposed to be a stern look, but instead he just looks constipated.

Zexion puts his hands on the desk and stares coolly at the cop. His voice is frighteningly calm and he pronounces each word very carefully as he says, "We want to visit our friend. He was put in here about a week ago."

The cop looks kinda scared, and I guess I can't blame him. I mean, Zexion is scary, with those slate eyes covering half his face and one icy, eyeliner lined violet eye visible. He stares at the cop coolly, like a ghost, until the man finally decides that it would be acceptable if we see Axel.

"Only three at a time," he says.

Zexion grabs Demyx, who'd been about to bolt past Officer Fatty, by the wrist and says, "Roxas, Sora and Xion go. We'll go after."

Demyx whines slightly but doesn't make as much of a fuss as I'd expected him to. I shoot Zexion a grateful look, which he nods his head to in response and follow Sora and Xion after Officer Fatty. He looks like a walking walrus as we head through halls of cells.

We pass some prisoners. Some try chatting, some glare, but most of them ignore u. I spot a few people who'd gone to Twilight High and avert my eyes immediately. What's wrong with this world? We stop at a random cell.

"This guy?" Officer Fatty asks.

We stare at the sleeping figure on the small bed. His body is way too long for it to be comfortable and his spiky red hair is sprawled out all over the pillow. I swear I even see a little bit of drool. A smile twitches its way onto my face.

Idiot.

Xion breathes out. "That'shim," she says in a rush.

"He's asleep," Officer Fatty says.

"No shit Sherlock," I mutter under my breath. Sora elbows me.

"You might want to return later—"

Officer Fatty stops talking as Axel opens his acid green eyes. A grin spreads across his face and he hops off the bed.

"Awesome!" is all he says, trying and sort of succeeding to hug us all through the bars.

We all laugh, hugging him back. God, I missed him. "Axel!" I yell as he accidentally (or not) tugs on my hair. He turns his gaze directly onto me, and it's like I was never mad at him at all.

"Roxas! Finally got around to visiting me, didja?"

"I'm sorry—"

"Don't be, you were right to be mad at me." He sighs, flipping his hair over his shoulder. The move is so feminine that I just stare as he continues, "I was stupid, but...well, I couldn't control it. I'm sorry, Roxas." He hugs me tight through the bas, so tight that black spots start dancing in my vision. Officer Fatty makes a warning noise as I gasp, "Axel!"

"Sorry!" He lets go, then looks at Officer Fatty, who had that weird stick thing that police people have out threateningly. "Chill," Axel advises him mildly, before turning back to us. "I'm so glad you guys came, I mean, fuck, I'm bored as hell in here. The most exciting thing that happened is when they brought some dude in here who was rambling about crazy shit—vampires and such. I can't wait to get out of this hellhole."

I glance sideways at Sora. He looks sort of worried about the mention of people talking about vampires.

Xion, oblivious, presses her face up closer to the bars and all but yells, "How long, Axel?"

"Three more weeks," Axel says, winking at her. Seriously, how can he be so cheerful when he's locked up? He must be crazier than I thought...

Xion blushes as a phone rings somewhere in the distance. Officer Fatty warns us, "No funny business," and walks away.

We watch him waddle off. Sora asks absently, "How does someone get so darn fat?" He considers it then answers himself. "Must be the donuts."

Axel seems to notice him for the first time. "Huh, if it isn't Sora." He smirks knowingly at me. He's being so casual it makes me wonder if he even knows he'd almost killed us.

I mouth, "Fuck you," and then smile brightly when Sora looks my way.

"So, what's been going on?" Axel wraps his spidery fingers around the bars. "I'm so unconnected in here it's sad. You gotta let me know what's up!"

"Well...what do you want to know?" I ask.

"Anything. Anybody got a new boyfriend, girlfriend whatever? How come Sora is hanging out with you guys alluva sudden? No offense," he adds, looking Sora's way, "I like you, honest I'm just curious. Did anything funny happen in class? And, um," he lowers his voice, "did anyone get hurt in that fire? Because if anyone did, I'd feel terrible..."

"Okay, first of all, shut up," Xion orders. "We'll answer your questions in order."

Axel nods.

"Might as well answer two questions in one," I say. "Sora is hanging out with us because he's our friend and he's also...my boyfriend."

Sora smirks slowly as Axel's mouth turns into a perfect O. Then Axel points at me and laugh evilly.

"I knew it! You did liiiiike him!"

"Shut up, Axel," I huff, folding my arms, "don't rub it in that you're always right."

His smirk doesn't fade, but he stops teasing. He turns to Sora. "He's a great kisser, right?"

"Roxas is a damn tease," Sora answers in a very conversational tone, as though they were speaking about the weather. His comment ears a death stare from me and questioning looks from Axe and Xion. "If you want to know about something funny that happened in class, you should ask Demyx when he gets in here."

"Oh, of course Demyx would do something." Axel sighs sadly. "I love Dem. Man, I have to get outta here before I go crazy...or crazier...but I'm not going home. I'll be damned if I'm going to let Reno hurt me anymore."

Xion finally speaks up. "Axel, you should tell these cops about Reno. They can lock him up, and you wouldn't have to worry about him anymore."

"Yeah...I know that," Axel mutters. "It's just..." he hits the bars with the sides of his fists. "He's the only family I have left."

"Shitty family," I murmur, but either he chooses to ignore me or he didn't hear me.

Xion frowns. "You should still tell them." She stands up straighter and taller. "If you won't, I will."

I sense a moment coming on, so I tug at Sora's sleeve. "I have to go pee. Come with me?"

Sora catches on immediately and informs Xion and Axel that we'd be right back.

Axel stares at me. "You both are going to the bathroom."

"Yeah, so?" Sora asks blankly.

"Alone. Together."

"My god, grow up, Axel," I say, rolling my eyes before I grab Sora's wrist and tug him along. Axel and Xion snicker.

We stop at Officer Fatty's desk. Sora asks him where the washrooms are while I tell Zexion and Demyx to wait a few minutes before going in. Demyx makes a frustrated sound. "Fiiine..."

"Come on, Roxas," Sora says, tugging my hand. I follow him through yet another dark hallway. We get to the bathroom and I'm surprised to see it's actually pretty clean. The only downside: there's a menacing looking guard standing outside the door.

"One at a time," she grunts, staring at Sora oddly.

Sora and I look at each other, and I'm surprised to see absolute terror in his blue eyes. That's weird...

"We just need to talk in private," I tell her. Her eyes narrow at me. Seriously, I should not be afraid of this chick...my boyfriend's a goddamn vampire for hell's sake! But Sora doesn't glare at me and look like he'd enjoy shooting me with a huge ass machine gun.

"One at a time," she repeats, and in her eyes there's something like...hunger? She hasn't taken her eyes off of Sora the whole time. He's as pale as a ghost. I'm about to argue with the guard again when Sora grabs me and drags me away without a word of explanation.

"Sora, what the hell? I really, actually need to pee!" I complain as I stumble along after him. He doesn't say anything, but he's shaking really hard. He leads me outside. My god, he doesn't look too good. He's almost as pale as I am, and I'm whiter than an albino. He stares blankly at the ground, his eyes so full of fright my heart starts pounding. Okay, no I'm getting freaked out...what would Sora be afraid of that guard for?

"Sora?" I ask quietly, my voice not sounding too strong.

"No...it can't...she..." He moans, clutching his head with his hands and swaying on the spot. He looks like he's gonna pass out. I pull him into my arms and demand, "Sora? What's wrong?"

"That...guard...she..."

I guess she'd scared Sora more than me, which doesn't make a whole lot of sense. He could probably kill her in a second. What could she possibly do to him?

"Sora, are you alright?"

He finally finds his voice and gets ahold of himself, tensing up in my hold. I let go and look at him worriedly. "Roxas," he says, his voice a panicked whisper. "We have to get out of here. Now."

"What?" I demand, following as he suddenly turns to go back into the juvie hall. "Why?"

"I'll tell you after. We need to get everyone out of here, now."

"But—"

"Roxas, please don't argue, just help me!" he pleads.

I nod uncertainly, the desperation in his tone making me nervous. "Alright. When you say everyone, so you mean everyone or our friends?"

"Well, our friends...but we'll need some sort of distraction to confuse her...and get away before she can follow us, hopefully..."

"Who's 'her'?"

"The guard."

"But—"

"Roxas, please. I'll explain later."

"You better," I say. "Fine. I'll distract this guard while you get everyone. You gonna bail Axel out?"

He takes some—er, more like a whole fricking handful of hundred dollar bills from his back pocket. "Yeah. What're you gonna do?"

""I'll call a bomb warning. From a pay phone."

"Okay, and when everyone's out of there, we're leaving town."

"Are you serious?" I demand, afraid he's having a mental breakdown.

"Yeah, and we're bringing all our friends...far away...hopefully she won't find us..."

"Sora, why?" I ask. When he opens his mouth to protest I say, "No, don't say 'I'll tell you later', I want to know now. What's going on?"

He turns his electric eyes on me. "Okay, Roxas, fine. I'll make it short and sweet. Unless we get the hell out of Twilight Town, we're going to be massacred."

Author's notes: so...short...ugh...I'm sorry, I really hate this chapter...but woot! Finally, something's happening and the real story is coming out! WAHOOOOO! Kay so review please? I'll give you all Axel plushies x3