Disclaim: I don't own KHII. Trust me.

A/N: And here we are, with the Seven of Hearts, Saix. Working in the happy house, who would've guessed, eh? Yup...ONLY Saix...oh well.

Enjoi,
-Ethe

.:Save Yourself:.

Monday, Nov. 13, 2006. 5:00 PM.

"Your favorite." I answered, beginning to open the door to the control center for the room "What movie is this...?" I heard Zexion ask again, but I only laughed, "The Ring, of course. Enjoy." I slowly opened the door, with my finger lingering over the light switch, "Oh, and don't get up. I will eat your food in front of you for a week." I flipped the small switch, watching the whole room become dark and poor little Zexion in the front beginning to shiver. I entered the cubical, and locked the door, and sat in the chair next to the window, and watched the slow moving movie.

To be honest, I really enjoyed this movie. I knew Zexion wouldn't. He was scared of horror films. But I just couldn't help myself this time. I poked around until I found the remote to the old VCR, pressing fast forward through the boring parts with no scary things in it. I laughed, glancing down at Zexion's trembling silhouette. It was now on four-speed, and it was to the part with the fly and the bloody nose. Zexion didn't like the sight of blood either. And just as quickly, the horse fell over the side of the boat and was torn to pieces but the propeller. I laughed, noticing how Zexion shrieked when I stopped the fast forward on the body of the dead boyfriend who was scared to death by Samara...

I paused it on the image, hearing a small searing buzz before the VCR exploded. The older patients woke up, and were going even more crazy and trying to panic in a pathetic way. "Shit." I snapped, hitting my fist on the countertop. The double doors swung open, "SAIX!" "Yessir!" I bolted upright and stood in the doorframe of the entrance to the cubical, standing in front of Rufus Shinra. "DVD player! GO NOW!" He screamed practically in my face. "Y-yes sir!" I saluted him, in utter respect for my boss, and scurried out the door. As soon as I heard them shut, I shouted out "FUCK!" and stomped my foot. I always had to go get the goddamned new equipment!

But it was either tell Rufus off and lose my job, or...well, go get it.

I sighed, heading upstairs to the third floor for a moment to put down my white coat and find some money. And again I got frustrated, grabbed my keys, and headed back down to the parking lot. I quickly scanned for my car, went for it, unlocked it, and got in. I sighed again, starting the junk heap up and rolling away from the hospital.

Monday, Nov. 13, 2006. 5:17 PM.

Sony. JVC. And Phillips. All so tempting, and yet I still wished I wasn't here staring at them. The three models stood in a line, and all looked relatively alike. This may take a while... I was toward the back of the small store, where the lights hardly even reached. But all three models had good pricing, and it was money out of my pocket I was spending, so it was a good deal.

I just grabbed the Phillips model because it looked the smallest. Before I did, I looked up at the entrance, and watched as a grungy, flaming red-haired man walk in. He was wearing a muddy old used-to-be-white pull over sweatshirt and jeans, torn at the knees. He had small markings underneath his eyes, which glowed a bright green. Looked about nineteen...

He waltzed into the store and looked around, trying not to draw attention to himself. I huffed, grabbed the DVD player, and walked up to the cashier. He rang up the box, "$10.80." I pulled out my wallet, suddenly being bumped and spilling a few coins over the counter. I looked back to see the blur of the redhead that had come in earlier, a sudden dull siren broke the quiet of the store, and the cashier ran after him, yelling out profanities. I sighed, pulling out a ten, three quarters and a nickel, picked up the box, and walked out the store.

Now why didn't I think of that?

-End-

A/N: You guys would never guess the artist who did the song title, so I wouldn't even bother if I were you. XD

Another shorty...Anyway, yeah, this is Saix's little story...he started out being malicious, but then I got tired of writing it like that, so this is how it turned out. Oh well.

R+R?