"Would this fit you?" Sora-boy asked, holding up a black coat for Aleck. The coat looked exactly like Sora-boy's and Axel's.
"Um…Sure…" Aleck shrugged. Just when he thought his wardrobe lacked variety… He zipped up the black coat; there was a strong smell of leather. Aleck pulled on a pair of black leather gloves. His reaction to the keyblade wouldn't be so obvious now.
"Did you know Sora?" Sora-boy asked.
"Um…yes, why?" Aleck muttered. The strange boy was getting annoying. Worse was to play the part of Riku. Aleck didn't know much about Riku. All he knew was from his occasional appearance in Hollow Bastion. Aleck left the room before Sora-boy could inquire in his annoying persistent way.
Axel looked at Aleck entering the living room. Axel sensed something peculiar about the boy.
"You look good, Riku," Axel remarked sarcastically.
"Shopping wouldn't kill you," Aleck retorted.
"You can put your bag in any room you want; assuming no one else is occupying it. I may be a pyro, but I'm not a klepto. Sora-boy might look into your stuff for the presence of Sora or a keyblade because he's a dumbass," Axel said, "Can I see your keyblade?"
Aleck shifter uncomfortably but hesitantly gave Axel the keyblade.
"Have you named your weapon?" Axel asked.
"…Oblivion…" Aleck blurted out the first name that popped into his head. Coincidentally, it was correct, but Axel took note to the confusion and hesitating in Aleck's voice.
"Morbid little boy…" Axel sneered, "You look young; how old are you?"
"Eighteen years and two months," Aleck replied. Axel gave Aleck a strange look. His mind seemed so childish. Children usually outgrow worship of their parental figures, but Aleck seemed almost in love with the old man he was with. Something seemed amiss, but Axel didn't inquire upon it. There must be more to the boy's soul than he was showing.
"Where's Ansem?" Aleck asked.
"Resting," Axel replied. Aleck nodded and reached for the keyblade. The keyblade disappeared from Axel's hands with a bright flash.
"Augh!" Aleck screeched. Axel blinked a few times, adjusting his eyes back to the dim room. As someone who constantly played with fire in the most random places, a bright flash didn't really bother him.
"Are you okay?" Axel asked. Aleck blinked several times, but everything was dark, too dark to be his eyes simply trying to adjust back to the darkness.
"No…" Aleck replied, a look of distress growing on his face, "I can't see anything!"
Axel looked at Aleck in confusion. The look in the boy's eyes changed drastically.
"At this point I believe I can assume you aren't Riku," Axel said, the look on his face turning to one of cruel maliciousness, "Tell the truth before I have an urge to set you on fire."
Aleck was silent, but then he felt heat and something sharp at his neck.
"My name is Aleck. I'm Ansem's lab boy," Aleck confessed, "Ask him for the rest."
"I'm not even going to ask what the hell a lab boy is," Axel remarked. He lowered his weapon.
"You're not…" Aleck began.
"Pray you end on the good side of my morals. Hope that you stay blind. I don't think I will hurt someone who can't see Death coming," Axel said. He left the room to sleep, leaving Aleck to his own devices. Aleck felt around to lie on the sofa. Perhaps he was just taking really long to adjust back to the lighting.