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Saix hummed as he made a sandwich for his captive.

"I'll have you soon. It's too bad you had to be so rude; I was planning on being gentle with your sweet virgin body," he murmured to himself. Filling a glass with water, he sauntered back into Zexion's room.

"Open up, Zexion. I'm going to feed you now," he cooed. Zexion frowned at him.

"I'm not hungry," he muttered.

"Nonsense. I heard your stomach growl, which is the only reason I stopped." Saix cocked his head at the tear tracks on Zexion's cheeks, "You were crying, love?"

"What do you think? You took me against my will, tied me to a bed, and you're going to rape me! No, I'm just fine. No problems here," Zexion spat. Saix felt rage building up in his chest, and he placed his fingers around Zexion's throat, squeezing lightly.

"I would watch my mouth if I were you," he said pseudo-sweetly. Zexion gulped, but his glare remained in place.

"Make me! I'll act however I want!"

Saix put the sandwich on the nightstand, and then leaned down until his nose was touching his captive's.

"I can make you, little boy. I know you don't want this," he whispered, his hand brushing over Zexion's crotch. Zexion whimpered and shook his head.

"I don't!" he cried, struggling with his bonds.

He's going to rub his wrists to the bone, Saix mused. He glanced down, surprised, at Zexion's face as the struggling stopped. The boy's eyes were scrunched tightly closed, and his mouth was open. Saix blinked, and then smiled.

"Good boy." He reached over and ripped a piece off of the sandwich, placing it in Zexion's mouth.

Lexaeus stood at the edge of the canal. He'd needed to escape from his apartment, and his feet had brought him here. Looking down at the fast-moving water, he wondered where Zexion was and if he was all right.

A flash caught his eye, and he went down to look at it.

A cell phone. Zexion's cell phone. Lexaeus' eyes widened, and he grabbed it. The canal was running so fast, which meant the water would have borne the phone west…

Lexaeus took off upstream as fast as he could, dialing Axel.

Axel looked down as Demyx woke up.

"Hey. Feeling any better at all?" he asked. Demyx shrugged.

"A little, I guess. But I'm still really depressed."

"That's to be expected. But we'll find Zexion."

It's just the state that we'll find him in that worries us, he added mentally. His phone rang, and he answered.

"Hey, Lex."

"Axel, go to Google Maps!"

"…huh?" Axel replied brilliantly. Demyx cocked his head cutely.

"Is that Lexaeus?"

"Yeah. Do me a favor and go pull up Google Maps on the computer." Axel turned back to the phone, listening intently as Lexaeus told him what to look for. Demyx could hardly hold in his excitement.

"Has he found Zexion?"

"Maybe. Pull up the streets around the canal."

"There's Twilight Avenue, Hollow Bastion Drive, Atlantica Street, all around the 100 Acre Woods. That's it."

"Which one is west of here?"

"Twilight Road, in the 100 Acre Woods."

Axel relayed the information to Lexaeus, who promptly hung up. The redhead glared at his phone.

"That wasn't very nice," he muttered. Demyx hopped back onto the couch, wiggling in his excitement.

"Did he find Zexy?"

"Not yet, but he has an idea of where he is. I think he's going to go check before he calls the police, though."

"I hope he gets him back," Demyx said quietly, unwilling tears falling down his face. Axel ruffled his hair.

"He's sure as hell going to do his best."

Zexion chewed thoughtfully. There was something very familiar about Saix that he couldn't put his finger on. What was it? His eyes widened as he realized. Swallowing, he stared at his captor.

"I know who you are! You're that psycho that killed that guy, Xemnas!"

Before Zexion could blink, the sandwich was across the room and smashed against the wall.

"I DID NOT KILL HIM!" Saix was breathing hard, eyes almost glowing.

Zexion flinched and sunk back as far as he could, "O-oh yeah? What happened then? And how do I know you won't just kill me too when you're done with me?"

Saix clenched a fist, "A man broke into our house and tried to rob us. Xemnas was home, and the man just jumped on him and strangled him. I found him...I found him, dammit..." He wiped tears from his eyes angrily, "And everybody blamed me because the man got away…"

"That's…that's horrible…" Zexion forced himself to look sympathetic, "I'm sorry for snapping at you like that."

Now he knew that he'd have to try to lie his way out.

"Well, you don't have to be sad now, because you have me," he said, faking a smile. Saix eyed him dubiously.

"A minute ago you hated me. I may be crazy, but I'm not irrational."

Zexion shrugged as much as he could, "I'm probably not going to get out of here, so I might as well deal with it."

He lay back on the pillow, "I really do feel bad for you."

His eyes widened as Saix kissed him again, almost roughly. Fighting back panic, he didn't move, refusing to resist or comply. He shut his eyes tightly as Saix pushed his tongue into the kiss, mapping out his mouth harshly. Knowing that he had to trick Saix, he hesitantly ran his tongue over the one in his mouth. Saix's eyes closed, and a hand gently cupped Zexion's face.

Suddenly the lunatic jerked away as though scalded.

"You're trying to trick me!" he shrieked. Zexion, terrified, shook his head.

"No, I'm not!"

Saix laughed humorlessly, "I have you tied down on a bed at my mercy, and you expect me to believe that my little sob story is suddenly going to make you receptive to my ministrations? Make you want me? You probably don't believe me, just like everyone else!"

"I don't want you! I'd rather be with…with someone else! But I do believe your story…I just do! Why is that so hard to believe?" Zexion snapped.

"I would also prefer to be with someone else. But he's dead, and you're not." Saix leaned down and nuzzled Zexion's neck, "You're all mine…"

Zexion shuddered.