The Nightmare and the Accident

Axel had about had it. He couldn't fucking take it any fucking more. He wanted it dead. He wanted to bash the little shit's head in with a base ball bat. He was sick of this kid. It was driving him insane! It hadn't even been all of two minutes, and he wanted Zexion to go to hell.

Once they arrived, which was at least two minutes ago, Axel had tried to set the little shit down, but he just wouldn't let go. The kid was hugging his neck so tightly, he thought it might just pop off.

"Okay...let's try this again. GET THE FUCK OFF!"

He tried to yank Zexion's little linked arms off of him, but as soon as he got one arm loose, the little shit grabbed a handful of his hair. Axel let go immediately.

"Hey! NO! bad little shit! You know what...I'm gonna hit your little ass with my belt so fucking hard..."

He stopped right there and rolled his eyes. Oh, fuck. He started patting the little kid on the back as soon as Zexion began to get a little shaky knowing that he was going to start crying, Axel hugged him.

"Shhh! No, don't cry little shit. Everything is gonna be okay. But if you scream, I swear to God I will put you in a box and lock you in the closet!" He growled.

That only made the little shit start screaming and hold onto him tighter.

"NO! No no no! Exact opposite of what you do! Now I'm gonna have to sacrifice you to the purple haired little boy eaters within the depths of the deep dark closet. See what you're makin' me do?"

He walked towards the closet and flung the door open. Ah, perfect. there was even a box in the corner for him to sleep in.

Zexion screamed even louder.

Axel finally yanked him off, and set him in the box. Slamming the closet door shut, he Sighed with relief. The screams were muffled behind the wooden door. Now, Axel wouldn't leave him in there for too long...or would he?

Standing outside the closet door he waited a minute or two, and then opened the door as soon as he heard the screams stop.

"Are you done yet?"

Just as Zexion started to cry, Axel slammed the door shut.

Another minute or two had passed and he opened the door again.

"How 'bout now?"

Zexion was silent, and his eyes were wide with fear.

"Okay, your done..."

He picked up the little shit and held him again, But if he was going to start that 'I aint gonna let go' bull shit, Axel was going to lay him over his knee and hit his ass over and over till it was fucking black and blue.

Walking towards the kitchen, He held Zexion close as he looked for some sort of human food he thought the kid would eat.

"Do you like noodles?"

No reply.

"Well, fine, You get dog food."

No reply.

"Better yet, you get nothing. I hope you starve."

No reply.

Axel made his way towards his bedroom and set the boy down on the edge of his bed. Glancing around the small room, he took notice at the pile of dirty clothes in a laundry basket. Now, there was a place Zexion could sleep. No ... that was too fucked up. He could just set out a pillow and blanket on the floor for him, yeah?

Axel threw a pillow off of his bed and onto the floor, just for Zexion. Then he left the room to go get an extra blanket, only to find the little shit all snuggled up in his bed when he got back.

"No! You get the floor! Bad boy! Bad!"

He dropped the blankets he had gotten on the floor where he had tossed the pillow. Glaring at the tiny little thing that thought he could just find comfort on Axel's bed, he hissed.

"On the floor!"

Axel snapped his fingers and pointed to the heap of blankets he had set up for him.

Zexion didn't move.

"I'm going to spank your little ass! I said on the floor! Now move!"

He was fucking serious and you better believe it. Zexion could see it in his eyes as well. The purple haired little boy just started to cry as he realized that Axel hated him. He didn't mean to be bad. Why was he hated? Where was mommy?

Axel watched as the sniffling little rat crawled out of his bed onto the floor, and under the heap of blankets. Now was that so God damn hard? Axel shrugged.

"Now, if you wake up and gotta piss, You better not even fucking think about going in your pants 'cause I am not cleaning you up, and you are looking' at a one way trip to hell. Okay? Okay. You wake me up, so I can take you outside or something..."

He kicked off his shoes and flicked off the bedroom light that he had left on before he left. Axel had good night vision, but he was sure the kid was pretty much blind at the moment. Form jumped on his bed and landed with his face in the pillows. Rolling onto his side he stared at the wide eyed boy.

"Nighty night, don't let the bed bugs bite...or should I say eat you whole...Eh, whatever."

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Zexion stared up at the ceiling without blinking for God knows how long. He was scared shitless of course. The poor kid witnessed his mother die, and Axel didn't even give a shit. His eyes were nearly blood shot from all the screaming and crying he had been doing.

Hearing a slight creaking noise from the bedroom door opening just a little bit, Zexion nearly gasped. He believed in ghosts...he believed in almost anything he was at a such gullible age. And he sure as hell did not want to get eaten by the purple little boy eaters. Axel surly wouldn't lie about something that scary, would he?

". . ."

Zexion sat up and got to his feet. He still had his little shoes on. Kicking them off just as Axel had done he silently crawled onto the bed that he was told to get off of not even thirty minutes ago. He blinked once or twice as he stared at the outline of Axel's dark figure. He was asleep.

Zexion made himself comfortable under the covers next to Axel and yawned. He sure was tired. Maybe he would wake up and Mommy would be back. He sure hoped so. The poor innocent was in a state of denial.

Zexion cuddled up closely to Axel and hugged him tightly. He didn't want Axel to hate him.

Maybe he just needs a mommy. Or, maybe he just needs somebody to be nice to him.

"Night, Ax-owl."

He whispered seconds before his eyes closed. Drifting off into a deep sleep, Zexion felt safe for the time being.

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"Mommy?"

"I love you sweet heart."

"I love you too."

"I want you to get some sleep, now. Tomorrow is going to be a big day. We're gonna go to the zoo like I always promised."

"Yay! I can't wait."

Her soft fingers stroked his cheek, as he laid there staring up into her beautiful eyes. She was everything that mattered to him. Everything that ever meant anything to him. As they say, mother is the word for God on the lips and hearts of all children.

"G'night baby."

Her voice was so soft and sweet. It was a lullaby to him. Zexion yawned and smiled up at his mother. Her hand was still on his cheek, and his eye lids were getting heavy. He was about to drift off into sleep when...

"Mommy?"

Her hand felt cold on his face. He opened his eyes and she was staring at him no longer with that bright and loving smile.

"Mommy. . ."

Her eyes were blank and dull. Her skin was turning white and pale.

"Mommy!"

He started to scream as blood trickled down her neck and face, emerging from every single spot Xemnas had slit open.

"No! Mommy!"

Then it happened. The bleeding corpse moved. It was alive. It blinked at him and hissed. It growled. and the cold hand that was on his cheek was now scratching away at his flesh causing him too bleed as well.

Zexion only cried.

The corpse hovered over his small and fragile body and grabbed his shoulders shaking him vigorously. Her words were demonic and sounded like gibberish to his virgin ears. They were chanted over and over. He couldn't make them out. But the more they were spoken the more the voice changed, and the more blurred his vision got.

Finally he could understand what was being spoken to him.

"Wake up!"

"Mommy!"

"Wake uuuup!"

Zexion opened his eyes and jumped out of reflex, wrapping his arms around Axel, thinking it was his mother.

"Mommy!"

Zexion was sobbing as he tightened his grip around Axel never wanting to let go. He didn't realize that it wasn't his mother yet. He was too terrified to even think. He just held onto what gave him little comfort. He wanted to hear her soothing voice tell him everything was going to be okay, like she always did.

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Axel had waken up to the boy screaming in his ear.

"Jesus!"

He jumped up and stared down at Zexion. Wasn't he supposed to be on the floor? Scratching the top of his head he stared at the sobbing youngster. The kid was obviously having a nightmare, and what was he supposed to do about it?

"Wake up!"

He began to shake the kid and repeat the words over and over.

"Mommy!"

"Wake uuup!"

And just as he spoke those last words, Zexion jumped up and locked his arms around Axel. He was about to shove little Zexy away until he heard the kid call him mommy. Now that was something he surly wasn't. And that just made him feel almost sorry for the kid. If he really thought about it, witnessing someone die at seven was traumatizing. Now, witnessing your own mother die the way she did..was worse.

Axel bit his lip contemplating on weather to say something or not. Hugging Zexion he shook his head and sighed.

"Look kid, I'm not your mother. She's dead. I don't know what you were dreaming, and I really don't give a shit. I just want you to get over it, and go back to..."

Axel's eyes were wide open as he felt the warm wet spot on his bed and start to seep through his pants.

"Fuck!"

He pushed Zexion away from him and stood up. His whole pant leg was soaking wet and sticky. Eyes narrowed at the child as he looked him up and down. His whole lower half was wet with piss, along with Axel's bed sheets. He was so fucking scared he fucking pissed everywhere!

" OFF MY BED!"

Axel screamed at the sobbing child with anger. Since the little shit wasn't bothering to move, Axel grabbed him by the ear and dragged him off the bed. As Zexion hit the floor, still sobbing, Axel smacked him on the ass as hard as he could, making sure to leave a stinging effect. With a growl, he nearly lost it, almost attempting to bite into the boy's flesh.

"You don't fucking piss on me or my things! I will give you a beating every time you fucking do it, got that little shit! I fucking hate you! I don't fucking want you, and I hope you crawl up into a ball and die! I could have just as easily slit that whore's throat as Xemnas!"

He screamed a few more curses and smacked Zexion one more time.

Slipping off his pants, to reveal Axel's dry and clean boxers, He walked over to the closet, ignoring the now screaming child. He didn't care. Axel found himself a clean pair of jeans and slipped them on. Walking over to his bed he yanked off all the sheets and covers, throwing them in a pile by the dirty clothes hamper.

Staring at Zexion he shook his head. He couldn't just leave him all piss soaked and lying there.

"Okay little shit. You are going to take a bath weather you like it or not."