Hello again ALL my lovely readers and reviewers! To those of you whole read and don't review, I love you too, I just don't know who you are. Lol. I wanna give a shout out to ma merveilleux écrasement, Robby, who will have no idea what I said because he doesn't speak French.

Okay… I have a little bit of news for you all. Um… there won't be any lemons any time soon because Mum found a half written one on my computer and very nicely said she would prefer it if I didn't post any more of them. I don't feel bad or like I did anything wrong, mainly because she said she wasn't mad or disappointed in me and whatnot, but out of respect for her wishes I won't be posting any lemons anytime soon. Now some fluff scenes and sexual innuendos… that's a completely different matter, which I will continue with.

To be honest, I don't think a story needs a sex chapter to be good, if fact most times I prefer stories that don't have them. Whether or not you agree with this, it's what I think. Sorry to disappoint you, but you won't be getting any lemons from me for quite a while.

Chapter 11

"Damn it, why does it have to be so cold out, tonight of all nights?" Roxas pulled his hoodie tighter against his shivering body. He walked farther, the light growing dimmer all the while as he went. "Axel, where are you? Axel, AXEL! Please come back Axel, please come home with me! Ax- OUCH!"

Excruciating pain shot up his left leg as he fell to the ground, his ankle caught in an uncovered pothole in the road. Roxas had been so frantic in his search for his lost love he hadn't even noticed where he was going, or that be was about to fall through a hole in the middle of the road. Tears rose in Roxas' eyes as he looked up at the last flickers of the sunset lights streaming over the trees, the brilliant colors reminding him vividly of his fiery haired boyfriend wherever he may be.

"Oh Axel, why did you have to run out me, why?" Roxas pulled his leg out of the hole, groping around in the near dark until he found the cover and pulled it over the exposed hole in the road. He touched his leg tenderly, wincing as he did so. "Fuck, Axel this is all you're… No, this is my fault. I can't blame this on anyone but myself. Why did I have to push you about it? Why couldn't I just let it go and let you tell me on your own time when you were ready to?"

So absorbed by his thoughts as he was, Roxas didn't even notice the headlights headed straight for him.

"Where is he? How long could it possibly take to make one stupid phone call? He knows I want him to come back, he enjoys torturing me like this."

"Calm down Sora, you'll make yourself sick if you keep blubbering like that. Just think about how upset you'd make Riku if you get sick all over again." Yuna sighed, trying to talk some sense into the crying boy. She had entered the room to find Sora wailing and crying into his pillows, the sheets pulled up over his head. It had only been very reluctantly that he had come out from under the mass of covers to tell her what was wrong.

"It would serve him right if I got sick again, he shouldn't have left me like that. It would serve him right if I died before he came back." Sora whined with a hiccup, his tears falling down into his lap. "But it's not like he'd miss me once I was gone. Riku doesn't care about me."

"Sora, you can't possibly mean that!" Yuna gasped her eyes wide. The Sora she had come to know would never say things like that about anyone, let alone the person he cared for more than anyone else in the world. "Don't say things like that!"

"Why not Yuna, it's not like he cares! He left me when I needed him, I didn't want him to go, but he did anyways!" Sora shouted his face red from his tears. He looked angry and upset, Yuna reasoned as though he wasn't sure what exactly he was saying or whom it was even about. "Oh, why do these things always happen to me? I loved him Yuna; I cared about him, why couldn't he care about me? Is it because he blames me for causing that car crash, is that it?"

"He does care about you Sora; you're just too upset right now to see it." Her piece wisely said Yuna turned to leave the room.

"You don't know Riku, you don't know anything Yuna!" Sora yelled at her, flinging his bed sheets away from him. She stopped halfway into the hall and turned to look at him, her lips pressed tightly together. "What do you know Yuna? You can't possibly understand how I feel right now, how it feels to have someone hurt you so bad that you feel like you're heart has been ripped out, so bad you just want to die."

"Be quiet Sora." It was said in barely more than a whisper, but Sora caught every word. If he had been thinking reasonably, if he had been himself he might have noticed the hurt Yuna conveyed in every syllable. But as it was, he didn't. "Just be quiet, you're talking about things you couldn't possibly know. You're the one who doesn't know me Sora, and don't make the mistake to think that you know anything about my life ever again. Just leave me out of this Sora; I'm not even the one you're angry with. You're making a mistake saying all this and you know it. You love Riku, and he loves you, what more could you want? Stop acting like the victim in all this."

"You want me to be quiet Yuna? You want me to stop? I can't because you know it's the truth. I hate Riku for leaving me." Sora hissed, more to himself than to Yuna. A split second later, Yuna had crossed the room, once again beside Sora's bedside. This time however, it wasn't pills or comfort she offered him. A resounding smack echoed through the nearly silent room, Sora's eyes wide as he stared up into the pale furry in Yuna's eyes. "Yuna… you hit me."

"Maybe it'll knock some sense into your thick skull; it would do you some good as idiotic as you're acting right now. I don't know what's going on in that spiky haired head of yours, maybe when you remembered the entire crash it messed with your mind and turned you into a paranoid schizophrenic. But I do know one thing Sora, if I ever hear you say anything cruel towards Riku ever again so help me I'll-" She pulled her arm back again, posed to strike. Sora flinched, putting his arms up defensively. "At least you understand SOMETHING. I'm truly sorry I had to hit you, but really, you'll thank me for it someday. I have to leave you alone for a moment to get your medicine, but I'll be right back. Don't forget what I've said Sora, for I meant it."

Yuna left the room leaving Sora alone once more, but her threat hung in the air behind her warning Sora against the rash and selfish thoughts clouding his head. It was Yuna's furry more than anything else that finally calmed Sora, that finally made him see how dim-witted his previous actions and comments had been. When Riku finally returned, it was to find a different Sora waiting for him than he had left, a Sora who was calm and contented as usual, his eyes shining with hope and love.

"Hello Riku, I'm glad you've come back." Sora said simply, his voice soft as a caress. Sora held out his hand in blind invitation, smiling softly as he did so.

"There's the Sora I know and love." Riku beamed, making his way over to the bed, pulling Sora against his side affectionately draping an arm around his waist, stroking his spikes lovingly with his other hand. "I see you've finally stopped crying."

"You can thank Yuna for that, she's the one who calmed me down and made me see how stupid I was being earlier." Sora replied quietly, his arms tightening around Riku's waist pulling him closer. He closed his eyes, leaning into the unending warmth Riku's touch offered him. "I'm just glad you've come back Riku. I – I'm sorry I threw a fit like that, I wasn't thinking."

"That's alright Sora, don't worry about it." Riku commented, searching through his pockets.

"What're you looking for Riku?" Sora asked, genuinely and innocently curious as always. Riku shook his head in an amused sort of way, knowing that Sora would never change and cherishing that thought with all his heart. "Oh come on Riku, tell me please! I really want to know!"

"I have something for you Sora, a little get well present I suppose you could call it." Riku said, pulling out the small beautifully wrapped box. Sora cocked his head to one side, taking the small box and opening it quickly. Inside was a long silver chain, a curious looking silver crown dangling from it. Taking it from Sora's hands Riku fastened it around Sora's neck, his fingers brushing Sora's cheek. "It suits you Sora. This is why I took so long this morning, I saw it through the gift shop window and just had to get it for you."

"Oh Riku, I just love it! Thank you so much!" Sora smiled, looping his arms around Riku's neck as he hugged him. Then door of his room opened, creaking slightly. Feeling slightly embarrassed and ashamed of himself, Sora looked up and met Yuna's eyes as she reentered the room with his pills. She smiled, silently telling him that what had passed between them was forgotten in light of his recent affectionate display towards the one he had wrongly prosecuted out of angst. Sora pulled back from Riku and took the pills Yuna handed him, swallowing them without his usual contempt before wrapping his arms back around Riku's thin waist. "Thank you Yuna, for everything."

"You're very welcome Sora, have a good day." Yuna smiled as she left the two boys alone together, secretly knowing what he was speaking of had nothing to do with what she had brought him.

"Your bruises are starting what look better, I think they're healing." Yeah, it was a feeble excuse that bought me a change to look him over. I know, it's stupid... but who cares? I'm pretty sure Axel didn't.

"Good, it's about time." Axel smiled up at me, looking down at his chest. I watched him run his hands smoothly over his abs before looking up at me, a strange glint in his eyes. I turned away, knowing I was probably blushing like mad. Even if it made no sense I couldn't help myself from looking at him; the sight of his pale flesh was almost more than I could bear even if I was still 'an innocent'. "If you see something you like Roxas, go right ahead and look. Personally the sight of black and purple bruises doesn't turn me on but if that's what you like…"

"Can it Axel, quit making fun of me." I sputtered in indignation glaring at Axel, whose smirk only angered me greater still. "And to think I wanted to come down here and make you special pancakes while you slept in. This is what I get for trying to be nice is it? Fine, I see how it is Axel."

"Come on Rox, you know I was just kidding around with you." Axel smiled, yawning widely, his arms stretched out above his head. A flash of red again pale white caught my eyes and I squinted, peering closely at his wrists.

"…Axel?" I murmured. I felt like I was falling, confused by what I was seeing. He couldn't possible have… the thought was just too painful for me to bear. I cast it aside, determined to get his explanation before I jumped to conclusions.

"Yeah Roxas, what is it?" Axel asked his arms stretched out above his head still. He didn't even realize I could see his wrists that he had once hidden so protectively. Now everything made sense to me, why he had always worn long sleeves and wristbands, why he never liked to take his shirt off around me.

"What's that on both your wrists?" I asked it calmly, my voice steady considering how I was shaking inside. He looked up at his wrists and then back at me, his eyes wide. Axel stayed silent fro some time before finally uttering three words… just three.

"I'm sorry Roxas." Axel's face fell, his gaze dropping to the table away from me. That scared me more than anything else, the fact that he seemed to no be able to meet my eyes.

"Please Axel, don't apologize, that's not what I want at all." I said. This time my voice shook at the mere sight of his strength crumbling away visibly before me. He looked like a broken compass, like he didn't know where to go next. "Please Axel, just tell me what's going on. Tell me why you did this to yourself, I need to understand."

"Roxas I slit my wrists, it's as simple as that." He sounded ashamed. I didn't know what to say, what I should do or how to help him.

"Axel, did you do this because of what you're father's been doing to you?" I asked, my voice sounding weak to my own ears. He stirred minutely, his eyes closing in pain. "Is something else going on that I don't know about Axel? Please, I'm here to help. Tell me what's going on."

"Roxas, I…" Axel started his voice shaking, but unable to finish he stood up and walked quickly up the stairs. I stood there in the middle of my kitchen, stunned beyond words or actions. By the time I went after him we was walking out of my room fully dressed.

"Axel, where are you going? I don't understand, what's going on?" I asked, scared to see him apparently walking out on me like this. I grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Why can't you talk to me?"

"I can't Roxas, I just can't." He pulled away from my grasp, rushing down the stairs and towards the closed front door. I went after him, just reaching the bottom of the stairs as he stepped out of the doors.

"Axel please, don't go! Don't leave me like this!" I shouted, tears sliding down my face. He stopped, looking back sadly over his shoulder at me. It was then that the phone rang. I ignored it, only glancing at it briefly before turning my gaze back towards Axel.

"It might be about Sora, Roxas." Axel said softly. I didn't budge from where I stood, still staring resolutely into his emerald eyes; I knew what would happen as soon as I went after the phone. Axel would be gone from my house, and possibly my life if I didn't think of something and quick. "The phone won't ring forever Roxas."

"Please Axel, just stay here while I get the phone!" I sighed in frustration, running into the living room just in time to here the answering machine pick up. Shouting in anger I ran back to the hall – only to find Axel already gone. The pancakes burnt themselves black as I stood there, staring at the closed front door where only moments before I had let him leave through without even meaning to.

"Hmm Sorrrraaaaaa, God… Sora you little..!"

"Stop making so much noise or a nurse will come to check in on us, do you want to ruin all our fun?" Sora smiled against Riku's neck, pulling his lips away completely making Riku groan in disappointment.

"No, God no, I don't want that…" Riku moaned as Sora took sucking on his neck back up, this time biting him lightly on the rosy spot he'd teased for the past ten minutes. The silver haired teen groaned, his hands twisting in cinnamon colored spikes pulling the owner closer to his writhing body.

"There you go Riku, consider it a present." Sora smiled as be pulled back, admiring his work. Riku blushed as Sora's fingers lightly touched the red damaged spot on his pale flesh before trailing lightly down neck until they reached the collar of his white polo. Sora gulped, pulling his hand back and looking away quickly. Sora smirked at the ceiling, remembering how innocently it had all started…

"You're very welcome Sora, have a good day." Yuna smiled as she left my room, shutting the door behind her knowing Riku and I would want to be alone for a while. I shifted my gaze onto Riku's face, blushing when I noticed he had been looking at me the entire time. He had that look on his face he always wore when he was thinking particularly hard about something, that enlightened glint in his aqua eyes coupled by the way his nose wrinkled up slightly, his lips slightly parted.

"What are you thinking about Riku?" I asked him making him blink and break out of his reverie, me wanting to know what he was thinking as I always did. I just wanted to know everything about him, his dreams and fears, his hopes and wishes, every last insignificant detail of his life.

"I was just thinking about how beautiful you are Sora." Riku blushed slightly as he said it as if he hadn't meant to speak his mind, but the light pink tint on his cheeks was nothing to how I knew I must be blushing. I could never blush prettily like Riku could. I looked away.

"Come on Riku, I'm not the beautiful one." I whispered, looking up into his eyes as his hand moved from my waist to instead take my hand sweetly in his paler one. "I've never been handsome Riku, and we both know I'm no were near as beautiful as you are."

"You're beautiful in my eyes Sora, I think you're perfect just the way you are." Riku said in his deep low voice. His eyes pierced through me sending a delicious shiver up my spine that spread through my entire body. My head swam as his hand touched my cheek in a gentle caress, his breath warm on my cold face, his arm so tight around my waist pulling my body flush with his, his face so close to mine. "Sora…"

"Yes Riku?" I loved the way my name sounded when it rolled off his tongue. My voice sounded hoarse to me, as though having him so close was making my voice come out wrong. Having him against me seemed to be making my body shut down completely, but I didn't care as long as I was still in his arms in the end. His lips were mere inches from mine, my breath caught in my throat. "Riku, I've never…"

"Don't worry about it Sora, I've never kissed a boy before either." Riku said calmly, the hand on my waist moving up to press into the small of my back, some how pulling my harder against him that I thought was possible.

"Riku, it's not that. I've never kissed anyone at all, girl or boy." This was the part I had dreaded, telling him the real reason for my inner confusion. My next sentence came out before I could stop it, me voicing my fear aloud so that Riku could hear the reason for my hesitance. "What if I'm terrible at it?"

"It doesn't matter if you are Sora, I wouldn't care if you were the worst kisser in the world as long as you still loved me Sora, that's all that matters." Riku kissed me gently on the forehead before looking deeply into my eyes. I blushed wondering how he could have such control over my emotions. He made me melt inside with his smiles, his sadness made me want to cry, his thoughts made me curious, his touch set my of fire while his gaze chilled me to the bone. He brought me back from my thoughts with a gentle squeeze of the hand. "Besides, I'm a good enough kisser for the both of us."

"Of really Riku," I said sarcastically, taunting him lightly. He looked quite upset my lack of faith in his kissing skills as I removed my arms from his waist to wrap them instead around his neck as before. "Prove it."

"I'll take that as an invitation." I felt my face heat up as he flashed me his award winning smile again, his face inching closer to mine all the while. I closed my eyes the second before I felt his lips touch mine for the first time, his mouth feeling so cold against my own as the first wave of ecstasy washed over me, Riku drowning me in his kiss as his lips moved slowly over mine. When Riku finally pulled back to catch his breath I opened my eyes halfway, the lids too heavy to open completely from the pleased feeling Riku had inspired in me. "Well Sora, did you like it?"

"That… would be a serious understatement." I said between breaths, practically pouncing on him as I smashed my lips against his with more force than was probably necessary. Riku went stiff as I attacked his mouth at first then moaned into it, taking a firm hold of my hips as he bucked his up against mine – needless to say I lost my nerve at that. I gasped into his mouth as he flipped me over so that I was under him. "RIKU, what are you doing!?!"

"What's wrong Sora?' He asked, pulling back from me to look into my face. His eyes searched my face, confused. "What is it?"

"I can't… I don't… this isn't what…" I said in a rush, not sure what I was trying to say exactly, trying to explain something I didn't even understand myself. Somehow, unbidden and without wanting it, everytime Riku touched me, made me feel loved… an image of Kairi sprang up in my mind's eye reminding me she was dead and that it was my fault she wasn't at the mall with Selphie gossiping. "This isn't how it's supposed to be, why can't she just get out of my head!"

"What are you talking about Sora?" asked my silver haired love, his hands falling away from my hips in his uncertainty at my behavior. I knew he couldn't understand what was going through my head, but than again, neither did I. All I knew was that I wanted Kairi was haunting me ruining my happiness. Riku seemed to sense what was going on though. "This has to do with Kairi, doesn't it?"

"She keeps popping up in my mind so that all I can see is that look on her face that night right before I…" I cut off feeling the tears resurface. I pulled myself out form under Riku, curling up into a protective ball and crying into my pillow. I jerked away with a small squeak as a hand rested itself on my shoulder.

"Calm down Sora, it's only me, Riku." He cooed softly in my ear as he rubbed my back in slow calming circles. I quieted, allowing him to turn me around and pull me into my lap to comfort me in the best way he knew how, his arms holding me tighter than I imagined possible. "I love you Sora, and I'm here to help you. I'll help you get through this somehow, I can promise you this."

"I love you too Riku, I do." I sobbed quietly, my hands tangled in his hair as I kissed his lips softly, barely touching mine to his. Riku leaned back against the bed, pulling me on top of him so that I was resting against his chest. I moved my hands from his hair, down his neck, gently touching his collar bone and caressing his shoulders. He moaned again, understanding what I was asking of him. He just continued to lay under me, letting me touch and explore his body with my fingertips…

"You should probably try to straighten up a bit before someone comes in and sees you all messed up like that." Sora yawned widely, pulling back from Riku to lean back against his pillows.

"You're right, we don't want to get caught I suppose." Riku said with a small sigh, getting up from where he'd laid on the bed and moving to the mirror hanging on the wall. Flattening his hair under his hands he examined the spot on his neck, noting the pleased look on Sora's face in the reflection over his shoulder. "I guess I'm going to have to pop my collar for the time being, huh Sora?"

"What did you say? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Sora blushed, looking up from where he had been staring, mainly how Riku's butt fit into the faded pair of jeans he was wearing.

"Poor little Sora, always thinking through your pants if you catch my drift." A snigger sounded from the doorway making them both turn.

"Oh Axel, there you are, nice to see you again." Riku smiled, going over to hold out a hand for him to shake. Axel paused only a second before taking the hand. "Is something… is something wrong Axel?"

"Nothing, it's nothing Riku." Axel said softly, pulling his hand out of Riku's grip. "So you're finally awake huh Sora? How are you doing?"

"I'm doing better Axel, better than before anyways." Sora smiled at him, stretching as Riku sat back down on the edge of the bed, taking his hand and entwining their fingers. Axel seemed put-out by the sight of them holding hands it seemed, for he turned away.

Sora frowned, looking to Riku for an answer. Riku shrugged his shoulders, almost as confused by Axel's actions as Sora was. "Axel, you wouldn't happen to know where Roxas is, would you?"

"Not really, I left him a little while ago to go to work." Axel lied, looking back at him with bewilderment written in his eyes. Riku could tell without words that Axel was lying to him, but he stayed silent, knowing Axel must have had his reasons for withhold the truth from himself and Sora. "Why do you ask Riku? Did something happen to Roxas?"

"I really don't know Axel, for all I know nothing could have happened but that also means something could have happened to him. No one picked up the phone when I called his house earlier. That and he didn't come to see Sora yet like he said he would yesterday. It's going to get dark out soon Axel, you know, and I'm beginning to get a little worried about him." Riku replied, his eyes narrowing when Axel looked worried. Axel sighed, his eyes looking particularly watery as he stared at the floor in silence. "Axel, did something happen between you and Roxas?"

"Nothing happened between us, how could you even say that? We're perfect together, don't even suggest things like that Riku, I love Roxas!" Axel snapped fiercely, stomping quickly from the room. An uncomfortable silent moment passed between Riku and Sora and Axel still didn't return to them. Sora tugged on Riku's sleeve to get his attention.

"Go after him Riku, I'm worried about him." Sora pleaded, pushing Riku gently from him until he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. Riku nodded at last, going after their upset friend. After searching the entire hospital several times over, night had really fallen and Riku had still found no sign of Axel anywhere within the building.

"Huh, where could Axel have gotten off to? He couldn't have gone too far with me right behind him. I was practically on his heals, I think." Riku muddled it over, scratching his head in a perplexed sort of way.

"Riku… is that really you out there?" The voice came from the room just behind him, a door that looked vaguely familiar to him. Riku pushed the door open, his eyes falling on a very familiar face. "Ah, it was you outside my door then… I thought so. I mean, your voice is do distinctive… it irritated me so."

"Hello X, how have things been without me?" Riku smiled, sitting down on the empty bed that had once been his. X smiled weakly at him, going almost immediately into a coughing fit that wracked his whole body. "Are you alright, should I call for a nurse?"

"It wouldn't do me any good Riku… I gotten worse, beyond what they can do for me." X frowned, Riku just noting how much paler and sicklier he looked compared to when he had last seen him only over a day or so ago – or maybe in the light of his own problems Riku hadn't notices X's failing health. "The doctors admitted they can't do anything else for me Riku…"

"Oh come on X, you'll get better soon." Riku said optimistically, but X shook his head. "X, don't be like that."

"Just because I'm resigned to my fate doesn't mean you have to accept it I suppose, your reaction is proof of that." X smiled wryly, his eyes sparkling with that familiar light once inspired by the thought of 'causing the nurses a little chaos'. "Riku… is Sora alright?"

"Sora's getting there, he should be well soon." Riku sighed, knowing X was trying to change the subject. "X, you can't give up like this! You just can't!"

"You see Riku, that's the different… between you and me. I don't see it as giving up at all… I see it as giving in to the inevitable fate that awaits me, Riku…" X said this with so much sincerity in his voice that Riku let it go, the one time on record that Jeremy X was serious. "Riku… could you do something for me?"

"Whatever you want X, just name it." Riku said, his voice softer than before.

"Do you know that cute little nurse Yuna?" X asked, Riku nodding. "Could you get her to give me a hug or a peck on the cheek? That would be great before I go, she was always my favorite nurse to torture, so it's only fitting I suppose… that and I really liked her…"

"Is that all you know Demyx? You wouldn't dare lie to me, would you, because you know what would happen…Zexion's life depends upon you now Demyx, if you make the wrong move he dies." Sephiroth pressed the knife closer to Zexion's throat, nicking him neck lightly so that a thin line of blood trickled down onto the collar of his shirt.

"I swear, that's all I know! Please, just let Zexion go, you're hurting him!" Demyx pleaded, his eyes rimmed with tears he couldn't shake away. Sephiroth smirked, moving the knife away from Zexion's neck, thrusting the injured boy towards Demyx, who only just caught him before he hit the floor. As Demyx lifted Zexion to set him down on the bed, Sephiroth walked out of the apartment as though nothing had happened.

"Oh Zexion, are you alright?" Demyx asked the broken teen in his arms. Zexion stirred feebly but didn't open his eyes. Instead he lay there in Demyx's arms, the blood now trickling from his neck falling onto Demyx's jacket. "No, Zexy please speak to me, oh God, please be okay!"

"I'm fine Dem, thanks to you. You really saved my life just now. Please, just hold me for now; I need you near to feel safe." Zexion opened his eyes slowly to look up at the stricken blonde's face, curling his beaten body against Demyx's strong warm one, both trying to ignore how badly Zexion's was shaking, Zexion pushing through the pain he was feeling at having Demyx hold him so close that he felt his heart would explode from it. Demyx tenderly stroked Zexion's messy indigo hair lightly, Demyx thinking about the pervious conflict long after Zexion had fallen fast asleep in his arms.

"Zexion, where are you?" I rushed inside the small apartment, stepping over the splintered door to look around for my Zexion. The door of the bedroom creaked as thought someone was behind it. I wrenched it open, stepping inside. "Where – Zexion!"

It was then I saw him, my Zexion bleeding and bruised kneeling in the middle of the room, apparently beaten to submission by the really creepy jackass just behind him holding a knife to his throat. When Zexy looked up at met through a blackened eye, tears sliding down my face, I hated seeing him in so much pain.

"Let Zexion go God damn you!" I made to rush forward, but the gagging noise Zexy made as the knife was pressed further against his throat stopped me from pouncing onto Zexion's attacker. "Okay, okay I get it, I get it! What do you want from me? I'll do anything you ask, just don't hurt Zexion any more!"

"I need information." I was panicking inside, thinking about how I would feel if Zexy didn't make it through this, but I knew I had to stay calm at all costs. I had to do it, for Zexion's sake.

"What kind of information?" I asked the super scary person, more than a little creped out. Zexion swayed slightly from where he knelt looking as though he was about to pass out any given second, and there was me standing there doing nothing. Damn, I'm so useless!

"Tell me then Demyx…" Sephiroth stepped into the light, his hold on Zexion tightening as I gulped. Now I knew what I was dealing with. "You wouldn't happen to know where my son gone to, would you?"

"…Demyx?" Demyx looked down at the person held tightly against his chest. Zexion reached up a slightly shaking hand to brush away the tears spilling from Demyx and falling onto his chest.

"I thought you were asleep." Demyx said in a raspy voice, wiping away the remainder or his tears. He pulled Zexion closer.

"I was asleep, but I heard you crying." Zexion snuggled closer to Demyx. "Everything's going to be okay now Demyx, you're going to be fine and so am I. We'll pull through this, I know we can."

"You should get some rest Zexy; you've been through a lot today. I'll stay with you; I swear I won't leave you alone."

"We need to call the police Demyx, before Sephiroth finds Axel." Zexion said softly. Demyx panicked, shaking his head violently. "Dem, we have to. If we don't Axel could be killed. If this is what his father was willing to do to me just to get information, imagine what he'll do to Axel."

"But what if Sephiroth finds out we told? I don't what him to hurt you ever again." Demyx said in a shaky voice. Zexion placed a hand on his cheek, his touch claming him slightly. "I don't want to loose you."

"You won't Demyx, I promise." Zexion said weakly, coughing a little. Wiggling out of Demyx's arms he laid himself back on the bed. "Go call the police before its too late… and you might want to call me an ambulance too. I don't feel so good…"

And the next second, Zexion's head was falling back limply in his unconsciousness.

Did Roxas get hit by a car or was he saved just in time? Where did Axel run off to? Is Jeremy X going to make it out alive? What is Sephiroth planning? Is Zexion going to be okay or will Demyx find out first hand what it feels like to loose someone you love?

Oh so many questions, and I have just as many answers… if you want them, review for them. Lol the more reviews I get, the more questions I'll answer in the next chapter.