A/N: Hey guys, sorry I've been having some major writers block . But! I have managed to pull out another chapter because I love you all ^_^ And I'm amazing by the hits and favorites and alerts I'm getting for this story lol only thing you all lack are REVIEWS -face palm- lol I'm not going to beg for them and threaten not to update, but it'd be nice to know I'm doing a good job every once and a while ^_^ Sooo, that's all from me, go read chapter 8 ^_^

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"He seems to be at peace now."

"Don't leave me! Roxas! Don't leave me!"

"Yeah, for now maybe."

Roxas smoothed out his brothers soft, clean hair as he sat beside him. The bed was big enough for Sora to fit comfortably, and Roxas to remain sitting beside his head. Demyx leaned in the open doorway, both his lanky arms crossed over his chest as he watched the brotherly love displayed in his guest room. The two moved into this guest room once Sora was done in the bath, both convinced the brunet to get some rest. Sora would flinch and seem to be on his toes when Roxas was out of sight. This caused Demyx to watch carefully as Roxas avoided touching Sora below the waist, he suspected what the blonde was going to tell him.

"I can't stand that man. He's a liar, he's disgusting, he's inhumane, he's-"

"Roxy, come on…I'll make us some tea." Demyx sighed, Roxas's need to vent was bound to wake up Sora, and Demyx knew that wouldn't help at the moment.

Roxas looked from Demyx, to Demyx's shoes, back over to the bed where he sat with Sora. Roxas's eyes traveled up to the hand that was holding Sora's, the other still in his brother's hair. Sora was breathing softly, completely unaware of the events that happened hours ago. That's where Roxas wanted Sora to stay for now, Demyx was right they needed to relocate for now.

Leaning down gently, Roxas placed a soft kiss on Sora's forehead. Again, Roxas used his hand to flattened Sora's hair. Roxas looked down at the innocent boy in front of him, forgetting who the older brother was once again.

"…Roxas." Demyx whispered softly, careful not to scare Roxas with his sudden closeness.

"Yeah…" Roxas whispered back, letting Demyx wrap an arm around his shoulders and lead him away from the bed and into the kitchen.

Roxas always liked Demyx; Demyx was this carefree, fun guy who Axel called his best friend. Roxas knew why Axel befriended Demyx, because Demyx had a heart that Axel once lacked. Demyx taught Axel how to love, as strange as it seemed.

Before Axel and Roxas were together, Axel lived with his parents up in a more expensive part of town. Where the grass was always green, the cars cost more than your first house, and even the dogs were treated like royalty. Axel was once living on top of the world, with two parents who basically owned the world. They were never around for Axel, but his five or so butlers and maids were there. Axel had little to no friends; he played inside even on the really nice days. The kid didn't even have a pet to love and care for in his free time.

To put it simple, Axel grew into a heartless teen. He started listening to loud, crazy music and giving everyone an attitude. When Axel was able to drive he was able to start buying the clothes he wanted. He drove out to the stores in town and bought what he wanted. Not only clothes, but basically a new room as well. He spent his parent's money like it was nothing. After all, you could never love someone you didn't know. So, doing this never bothered him, they were just people who brought in money.

One evening, Axel and his parents were having dinner when his lovely mother pointed out Axel had a new and very rude attitude. She mentioned how the neighbors, that were about three hundred feet away, complained about his loud music at early/late hours. His father than had some input, he stated how the butlers and maids were now afraid of the teen because of his new style in clothing. Axel sat quietly on the other side of the oak wood table, eating and noticing the one thing they didn't notice. They did notice he had become a heartless, but they failed to notice it was because of them.

Axel left that night to go party; he didn't want to be around his parents, if that's what they really were, anymore. At this party, Axel met Demyx. Demyx was in the center of a crowd singing loudly, clearly embarrassing himself. Axel didn't pull the other teen away because he was being a clown; he did it so he could possibly get closer to him. After that, Axel got his wish and became friends with the crazy mullet kid known as Demyx.

"It's just not fair." Roxas crossed his legs under the table, slowly sipping his tea. His crystal blue eyes watched as Demyx moved around his, bare and empty, kitchen.

"I know, Roxy." Demyx sighed, grabbing a cup for himself out of a box that lay on top of one of the counters.

"He promised to never hurt Sora…He said he'd never lay a hand on him if I didn't say anything to anyone." Roxas tighten his grip on his cup.

"Well, you should've known that he wasn't going to be true to his word…"Demyx spoke sadly, taking his steaming cup over to sit by Roxas. "He's manipulative." Demyx looked at his cup before setting it down in front of him.

"Obviously…" Roxas set his cup down as well, tracing the rim with his finger.

"Look…You don't have to tell me what happened. I kind of already have an idea, okay?" Demyx offered a small smile to Roxas, taking the younger teens hand in his own. "Don't worry so much. Sora is okay now, and he'll be okay as long as he has you."

"He'll always have me. I'll make sure of it." Roxas looked up towards the hallways that lead to where Sora was sleeping.

Demyx looked back as well, smiling and than back down at Roxas's hand in his own.

"It's just…my rock, my support, my everything through tough times, is now weaker than I am…it kills me." Roxas tried to blink away tears of frustration.

"Roxas…" Demyx whispered, wishing he could help some how.

"I'm just sick and tired of being weak. I hate feeling it. I've never felt more inadequate in my life, but I do admit, in hindsight, it sounds pretty stupid."

"It doesn't sound stupid, Roxas." Demyx tried again, but failing to be heard by Roxas.

"It's just not right…" Roxas pulled his hand away from Demyx's hand, failing to notice the hurt look on Demyx's face. "He shouldn't be as pathetic as I am. He's the one who always pulls us through everything! And now, he's broken, Demyx! He's broken! And it's my entire fault!" Roxas slammed his fist down on the table, scaring Demyx a little.

"Rox, it's not your fault. Come on, calm down." Demyx watched Roxas stand and felt a need to hug the distressed teen.

"Yes it is! I should've been here! Or home! But, no! I was at a fucking hotel being a whore for Axel!" Roxas shouted, making Demyx uncomfortable.

"Roxas…" Demyx raised a hand.

"It's my fault! While I was spreading my legs for my boyfriend, my brother was being forced to spread his own!" Roxas was so busy yelling he didn't notice the tears trailing down his own face, or the fact that he fell to his knees. Demyx was there in a second, wrapping his arms around the emotionally unstable young man.

"Shh, it's not your fault. Please, Roxas." Demyx closed his eyes, pulling Roxas closer to him. Roxas buried his face in Demyx's shoulder, clinging to the man for dear life as he cried his heart out.

The two stayed right there on the floor, holding each other for a while. Demyx was willing to still there like that until Roxas was ready to get up. He didn't care if they stayed like that all night, just as long as Roxas felt better.

"Its okay, Roxas." Demyx lightly rocked them back and forth, sifting to sit on his bottom than kneeling. Roxas automatically curled up in Demyx's lap, still clinging to Demyx for comfort.

"…My fault." Roxas cried, tears soaking into Demyx's T-shirt.

"No, no it's not." Demyx hugged Roxas closer, wanting to take his pain away and make him believe that this wasn't his fault.

It was quite for a while, the only sounds coming from Roxas. Demyx wasn't sure how much time passed or what parts of his body were numb. But, it was all broken suddenly when the sound of two pairs of feet came running up to his door. Followed by two people busting into his apartment.

"Demyx! Roxas! Sora!"

Demyx flinched at the sound of his roommates shouting. He felt Roxas shift in his lap; obviously he was drifting off to sleep before the yelling. Demyx hoped Sora was still asleep; he needed it more than all of them.

"Demyx-" Axel entered the kitchen, stopping suddenly in the entrance at the sight before him.

"Axel!" Another voice yelled from behind the tall red head, making Axel move up just a bit from being hit from behind.

"…Roxas." Axel sighed, walking slowly towards the curled up being in Demyx's arms.

Riku came into sight as Axel moved in, frantically looking around for his brunet. Demyx caught his eye as Axel pulled Roxas into his warm body. Demyx looked over his shoulder towards the hall and Riku got the message, his body visibly relaxing. Riku walked towards the hall, Sora being the only one in his mind now.

"I'm so sorry…" Axel hushed to Roxas, stroking the blonde's hair softly. Roxas sniffed as he cuddled closer to Axel, wanting to disappear with his lover. "Come on, baby." Axel attempted to stand with Roxas in his arms, but felt weak as Roxas began to cry softly, visibly breaking. Axel was afraid if he let go Roxas would fall apart, he didn't want to risk that.

"Here, Roxas, stand real quick." Demyx got up quickly, helping Roxas stand so Axel could stand as well. Once they all were standing, Axel gladly lifted Roxas up in his arms like a small child. Axel let Roxas wrap his thin legs around him, clinging to his lover's neck. Axel carried him away to his room, feeling guilty about everything that had caused this to happen.

"If you need anything, just call." Demyx said after Axel, the red head just waved him a thank you.

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"Sora…"

Silence.

Riku sighed, closing the door behind him as he entered the room Sora was sleeping in. The silver haired young man sat down on the bed, moving as slow as possible to avoid any creaks the bed would make. The last thing Riku wanted to do was wake his sleeping beauty after living in a nightmare.

Riku sighed again, feeling helpless as Sora slept soundlessly beside him. Riku laid a hand down on Sora's, grasping his tiny fingers in his own larger ones. Riku felt his heart clench when Sora flinched in his sleep…

"Riku! Wake up, please!"

He heard Sora's cries as he lay paralyzed on the floor. He heard everything that disgusting man did his angel. Riku wanted to get up off the floor, but his mind and body were frozen and confused. The blow he took to his head knocking him out completely, unable to do anything about it. Riku pictured Sora trying to get up, trying to move and fight back against the bigger and stronger man. Riku closed his eyes as Sora's screams reentered his thoughts.

"RIKU!"

"Sora." Riku lifted his legs up, lying beside Sora. He wrapped his toned arms around the smaller boy, pulling him into his chest and kissing his forehead.

"I won't let him hurt you anymore…I promise."

"Make him stop!"

"He'll never hurt you again…"
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It felt like a battle field after war inside Axel's bedroom. The guns were no longer shooting and the men who had been hurt now lay deep in a never ending sleep. Roxas was fighting a silent war inside his head as he lay silently next to his savior. Roxas's hands were still tightly clenching Axel's shirt as stray tears fell from his crystal eyes. Axel was breathing normally, his thin fingers still stroking through Roxas's blonde spikes. Axel would give a heavy sigh every now and than, alerting Roxas that he was still awake with him.

"Babe…" Axel whispered in the darkness.

Roxas blinked, another tear falling gracefully over his pale face. The blonde shifted a little closer to the warmer of them two, wanting to melt into Axel's body. Axel leaned down slowly, pressing a long soft kiss right above Roxas's eyebrow.

"Hey, are you going to try to sleep?" Axel asked, petting down Roxas's hair to comfort him.

"Can't." Roxas answered, "I don't want you to leave…"

Axel shut his eyes and snuggled Roxas closer to his body, hating how broken those words sounded coming from his lover. Axel hated the thought of leaving Roxas alone, especially now knowing that his Roxas would cry alone. Roxas crying alone with nobody to hold him was a picture that brought Axel to his knees.

"I'll never leave you."

"…You don't want too. But, you're going too." Roxas tried to shut the tears out, but failed, letting them soak into Axel's shirt.
"…Please, just come with us."

"No…Sora needs me…He needs me more than ever right now." Roxas admitted with defeat, he couldn't deny his brother this fact.

"Sora has Riku…"

"Riku isn't his brother who will always love him…He clung to me, not Riku…" Roxas sighed sadly.

"But, what about you Roxas? What do you need?" Axel whispered close to Roxas's ear, kissing around to his sensitive skin. "Who do you need, Roxas?"

Roxas felt Axel's warm breathe on his skin, traveling around his ear and towards his neck. Goose bumps started to appear when Axel's hand slipped up his shirt, almost making Roxas gasp.

"Who's going to hold you like this at night? Who is going to kiss you like this? Who is going to say 'I love you' over and over throughout the day? Who is going to make sweet love to you?" Axel found himself slowly rolling on top of Roxas, his kisses becoming more violent as he went on. Roxas simply lay under Axel, accepting whatever the red head gave him.

"…Roxas, please. I need you just as much." Axel used one hand to stroke the side of Roxas's face slowly.

Roxas slipped his eyes closed, his hands falling beside his body until one of Axel's hands grasped his own. Brining that one hand up to rest by Roxas's head, Axel kissed his lover passionately, putting all his love into the kiss. Roxas moaned, picking up his other hand to pull on Axel's hair. Axel smirked into the kiss, pulling away for a second to breathe, he looked over Roxas's flushed face, tears still visible in his innocent eyes.

"You okay?" Axel asked his lust dying as he realized Roxas was still upset.

"…No." Roxas wrapped a leg around Axel's body, forcing him to grind his body against his. "Make me feel better, Ax…" Roxas blinked another tear away. "Please?"

Axel searched Roxas's eyes for another solution; something he knew would be less dramatic, but saw no other…Roxas needed this right now.

"Anything for my baby." Axel smiled sweetly, brushing back Roxas's hair again.