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Kuronue: True. Warning for this chapter: Zexion and Lexaeus both do something supremely stupid.
Zexion woke up suddenly, looking around blearily. He'd managed to doze off, but Lexaeus' exclamation had woken him up.
"What happened?" he asked. Lexaeus seemed to consider something, and then the big man sighed.
"That man who attacked your friend escaped from his holding cell. He's been spotted around here. Zexion, he knows where you live. You should stay here with Axel and me until he's caught."
Zexion chuckled, "It's not like he can get into my house. I'll be fine. Plus, I have to feed my mouse."
"He can get into your house, Zexion. Why don't I come with you, and we'll bring your mouse here?"
"Well…" Zexion looked uneasy, but then he frowned, "I'm not a baby. I can do it myself, and I have my cell phone on me. Demyx's phone can track mine if something happens."
Lexaeus sighed, "I know you're not a baby. I just worry. Look, if you want to do this by yourself, I'll deal. But please come straight back."
"I will. My house is only a couple of blocks away. I'm just going to get my clarinet, my mouse, and his food, and then I'll be back," Zexion promised, getting up. He got Lexaeus' number and put it into his phone, and then left the apartment.
Saix waited happily at Zexion's house, hidden behind a conveniently placed bush. He wondered at his good fortune thus far.
"I seem to be very lucky," he murmured as a familiar mop of silvery-blue hair came up the walk. As the boy put the key in the lock, Saix slithered up behind him and wrapped an arm around his waist, trapping his arms. Clapping a hand over his victim's mouth, he smiled gleefully like a child on Christmas Day.
"I may be crazy, but I'm rational enough to know that I have to take you by force," he whispered in his struggling captive's ear.
"Mmmph!" Zexion tried to scream, but it was muffled by Saix's hand and barely came out as a whimper. Saix chuckled.
"Beautiful Zexion," he murmured, loving the sight of Zexion's wide, frightened eyes. He kissed Zexion's cheek, sliding his hand from his mouth to his throat and squeezing tightly, cutting off the boy's air.
"Just to knock you out, pretty one," he assured Zexion as the boy began to cough and gasp. After what seemed like eternity, Zexion's eyes slid closed and his weight shifted. Saix put his arm under the boy's legs and lifted, cuddling him close.
"What fun we're going to have," he cooed into an unhearing ear. He hurried away, keeping to the shadows as he headed out of town.
Lexaeus was getting worried. Zexion had been gone far too long for his liking.
"He's been gone an hour, Lex. Calm down," Axel snorted. Lexaeus fidgeted.
"Would it take you an hour to feed a mouse?" he snapped.
Axel shrugged, "Call him."
"I…I didn't get his number. He got mine…"
"Go check on him then. Geez, you need me to tell you everything."
Lexaeus chuckled a little, and hurried to his car. Driving to Zexion's house, he ran up to the door, only to find the key still in the lock.
"No…"
Zexion yawned and opened his eyes slowly. He tried to stretch, only to find that he could barely move. His eyes widened, and he began to thrash.
His hands were tied securely to the headboard of a bed, and his ankles were crossed and tied to the foot. He was stretched out tightly, to where he could hardly even wiggle. Starting to panic, he began to scream.
"SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE!" He fought the ropes even as he felt them rub his skin raw, "HELP ME!"
"I'm telling you, that psycho kidnapped him!" Lexaeus shouted, banging his hands on the roof of the police car. The lady cop glared at him.
"Sir, you have no proof except that the key was still in the lock. There's nothing for us to go on. We've looked at the crime scene, and there are not even signs of a struggle."
"He was stalking him! If he isn't here, he'd be at my house!" Lexaeus sank to the ground, burying his face in his hands, "I wanted to go with him, but he said no..."
The lady cop's eyes softened, "Sir, I promise we'll try."
Lexaeus only nodded. Axel drew the cop away to talk in private.
"Look, miss, couldn't a canine unit or something help?"
"The man suspected of the kidnap left no articles of clothing or anything for the canine units to sniff, and I'm sure he didn't drag the boy to wherever. But we can try it."
Demyx came running down the street at that moment, stopping in front of Lexaeus and panting.
"Is Zexion all right? I heard the news, that the lunatic escaped, and I called Zexion but he didn't answer and so I thought he must be with you. But I don't see him, and there are all these policemen, and…and…where's Zexy?" he cried, grabbing Lexaeus' shirt.
Lexaeus wasn't sure what to say. Did it make any sense to lie to the distraught boy?
"Demyx, we think that the lunatic kidnapped him," he said quietly, putting a hand on Demyx's shoulder. The boy's eyes widened and he immediately got his cell phone out.
"I have to call him! He's probably so scared!" He dialed quickly, holding the phone to his ear.
Saix heard the ringing and went into Zexion's room. The boy was fighting his bonds, trying to get to his pocketed phone. Saix ignored him, taking the phone and leaving the room.
"Can I help you?" he drawled into the mouthpiece.
"Zexy!" came a chirpy voice on the other end, "Are you okay? I heard that the lunatic got you, and I was so worried, and I thought you might need a friendly…voice…"
There was a silence. Then,
"You're not my Zexy! Give him back! Give him back to me!"
"Your Zexy?" Saix chuckled, walking farther and farther away from the house, "I think he's my Zexy now. He's so beautiful, so frightened. I'll make him happy, don't you worry. He'll love me eventually."
He stopped at the canal, watching the fast-moving water run by. He could hear shuffling and murmured voices on the other end, and then a lower voice spoke to him.
"Mr. Saix, please just give Zexion back. We need him."
"I need him more than you do," Saix hissed. He recognized the voice of the big man who had captured him before.
"No, you don't. We do."
"But I do, and he'll be mine forever." Saix hung up and tossed the phone in the canal, smirking as the water bore away Zexion's last link to the people he loved.