Author's notes: I'm kinda in a bad mood when starting to write this…I hope that doesn't quiet affect anything. I was supposed to start writing this during Christmas Eve but…I got guitar hero and I've been addicted to that lately. But now, my fingers burn from damn chords that don't make any sense, so I let them take a break and type instead.

I think in this chapter I broke the fourth wall a bit. Or, more just brought the view somewhere else rather than following Roxas around. I hope it's not too weird.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or the characters.

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Chapter 4:

M.I.A.

Roxas let his pencil hang loosely from his mouth, making it jerk up and down at his nervous chewing. His eyes darted back from clock to door and door to clock. He had just seen Olette at lunch, and then walked her to her psychology class. How was it she was not in the next class? Calculus; Olette enjoyed this class. Along with any other academic classes.

"No way she could have gotten sick, she would never miss class," mused Roxas, now more vigorously chewing his pencil. Twenty minutes into the class and she was still not here.

"Don't tell me you're worrying about Olette, too?" Pence leaned over and whispered the blonde, trying to avoid getting caught by the teacher.

"Sadly, yes. This is so unlike her…" Roxas tried to stop thinking about it by focusing his attention to the front. His teacher, a man with long gray hair, lectured to the class as he wrote equations on the board.

Yet, without an attention deficit disorder, Roxas's mind still thought about other things. What did Axel do? Who was that guy that stopped Rai? What happened to Seifer?

These questions circulated through the boy's head, like a tornado. Little did he know, one of those questions was being answered right at this moment, elsewhere.

The avid pupil, Olette, had stayed behind in her psychology class to do some bargaining with her teacher, who luckily was lenient enough to let her turn in her homework tomorrow. She glanced at the clock: seven minutes of Calculus lost. No matter, Olette was a bright girl, she'd live.

But the intelligent girl gets side-tracked on the way to her class. She hears sobs coming from the bathrooms. The student inside her tells her she must go to class, but the human says she has to help. Lucky for the sobbing teen, Olette went with her conscious.

The girl walked towards the bathroom and peeks into the female's restroom. The crying gets softer as she puts her head in. The crying is not coming from the girl's bathroom, but the boy's. Olette stands outside the door to hear the sobbing more clearly. It was a males: (obviously) stifled, trying to be with held, scared to let anyone see, to protect their pride. The girl's green eyes stared at the figure symbolizing 'male' and took a deep breath. She pushed open the door and walked inside.

The sobbing instantly stopped at the sound of the door opening, "what the fuck?"

Olette gasped at the figure huddling over the sink and backed away, "Seifer?"

Seifer pulled away from the sink and reached for Olette's mouth. He covered it and made a 'shh' gesture. "Be quiet! You dare tell anyone, I'll…I'll..." Olette's green eyes were only an inch away from Seifer's teary blue ones. His eyes showed anger at the fact he had been caught crying, but at the same time, shame that someone had put upon him.

Seifer let go of the girl and walked to the other side of the restroom. He ripped off his black beanie and buried his face in it, hiding his tears. "Please leave," he asked, muffled by the hat.

Olette knew they were enemies but she could never leave a wounded animal. She reached out with her hand and placed it on Seifer's shoulder. His shoulders trembled at her touch and at the stifled sobs. "Please, just go." Olette took her other arm and wrapped it around Seifer, trying to comfort him. They've had their differences but she felt it was the time to end it.

Seifer's head lifted out of his beanie at the touch of Olette's head, leaned into his back. He looked over at the mirror and saw her eyes closed, her hands clutching at his body like he was going to disappear. Normally, he would have pushed her off and make some reference to her as a prostitute, but his broken soul could not do it.

"Please, let go. He'll do it again if he finds me near you or your friends." Olette's head pulled up, a baffled look on her face.

"What are you talking about?" Her eyes locked onto the scar on Seifer's forehead. "Did he do that?" Seifer's hand lifted up to touch the cut. He pulled his hand back down to find blood on his finger tips. The scar was bleeding again from being irritated instead of being left alone. Seifer was about to touch the scar again, but Olette pulled his hand away. "Don't touch it, you're making it worse." She let go and soaked some of the bathroom's towels. She brought the damp cloth to the boy's cut and lightly dabbed it, ridding it of most bacteria and blood.

Seifer could see the worry in Olette's face as she bit her lip. "Axel did it…and his friend." The girl stopped nursing him and drew her attention to his eyes, rather than his scar.

"Which friend?"

"The one with blue hair," he replied, nervously fidgeting with his hands. Olette wasn't that dumb to have known they had done more.

"What else?"

"What else what?"

"What else did they do to you?"

Seifer's eyes adverted their gaze and he took a few steps back. "I can't tell you."

Olette walked forward, only to have the bully step away more, but stop when he bumped into the wall. "Please, tell me. I can't help you unless you tell."

The blonde grasped his head like a bullet of pain just exploded inside of it, the pain so intense, it made him cry. "No, don't make me." Seifer's knees gave out and he fell to the floor, sliding along the tiled bathroom wall. "They'll do it again…"

Olette dove to the ground and was immediately at his side. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close to her. "Ok, ok, you don't have to tell me…" She stroked his hair like a mother would do to a wounded child.

Seifer looked up at her, with pleading eyes he asked, "Olette, please take me away from here."

"Okay Olette…seriously getting worried here," Roxas complained, impatiently tapping his foot as he scanned the outside school area for his friend.

"You can make that double; this is freaking me out."

"So, are you guys trying to tell me that Olette went to her psychology class, but missed calculus and then history?" Hayner scratched his head, not entirely understanding the situation. "How do you know she didn't just…I dunno…go home?"

Roxas and Pence stared at him mockingly, "are you stupid? Olette never misses school."

Pence joined in with Roxas, "especially when she's sick!"

"Well, here's an idea, why don't you call her?" Again, Roxas and Pence stared at him. Without an explanation, they both lifted up their cell phones, both reading they were calling Olette. "Oh…"

"Hey," Pence tugged on Roxas's sleeve, "there's Axel, maybe he's seen her!" Roxas elbowed him as payback.

"Now, why would he know. Or better yet, why would he care?"

Just as Axel passed the trio, he lifted his arm up and waved it, "hey, Roxer!" He continued his path to the student parking lot without stopping to have a conversation.

But Roxas chose to break that path, "hey, wait!"

Axel happily stopped, "what is it, buddy?"

Roxas couldn't help but to feel some form of embarrassment in front of his friends. "Uh, hey…have you seen my friend Olette? You know, the one with brown hair?"

Axel let out a chuckle, "yeah, the only girl you guys hang out again!"

"Yeah, her…have you seen her?"

"Nope! Sorry, can't help you there. But I'm sure she's ok." Roxas was confused. "What would make him say that?" Before he could ask him anymore Axel turned to leave, "see 'ya tomorrow!"

Roxas turned to Pence with an un-amused look on his face, "well that was helpful," he commented sarcastically.

"Well, it didn't hurt trying," he shrugged his shoulders and looked at his phone for the time. "Dang, we've been out here for thirty minutes and she's not out here."

Hayner let out a growl of frustration, "Roxas, as much as she's my friend, I hate school and I can't stand being here. I'm leaving." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys, "so, you guys coming or not, 'cause I'd be happy to leave you here."

Roxas nervously bit his lip and look another glance around the area. "Well…I guess…it's her loss then. And besides, if she is still here, and we leave, then she can just call us…right?"

Pence smiled and agreed, "I guess that is true."

Hayner, who was on the impatient side was already walking into the student parking lot, "well? Your minds are made up right? Let's go!" Pence, as usual, was following right behind Hayner. Roxas looked up at the sky, hoping Olette was looking at the same sky, out of trouble and okay.

"I'm sorry."

"Mom? Dad?" Olette called out into an empty house, luckily, no one was home to see she had come home with a member of the opposite sex. Seifer, on the other hand, had made himself at home, throwing his back pack down and plopping himself on the couch. He buried his face in his hands and adjusted himself into the suede couch, so he was comfortable. Olette set down the keys in her hand and rushed into the kitchen for a glass of water. She came out and handed it to Seifer. "Drink this."

His hand came up and purposely knocked the glass out of the girl's hands. "No, thanks." Olette let out a light gasp and picked up the cup from the floor and placed it on the coffee table. She examined Seifer: he looked pitiful. A legal adult crying over an incident that happened at school. Although, Olette could not think these things, yet she first had to know what they did.

She kneeled on ground to Seifer and put a caring hand on his knee. "Seifer, what happened?"

Seifer looked up from his hand, his eyes, again, soaked in his tears. "If I tell you, you swear not to tell anyone…and not to laugh?" Olette nodded and he continued, "you saw how Axel started to take me away, his friend, I think Saix, came up next to me and got me in the gut. They pulled me to forest behind the school, you know, the place where all the druggies go. There they…" Seifer's voice cut off and he started to shake. He wrapped his arms around himself and gritted his teeth. "Please, don't make me tell you." He let out a single sob and looked directly in Olette's eyes for a full minute before breaking down.

Olette's natural maternal instinct forced her to pull Seifer into her arms. She held him tight, just as before in the bathroom, wishing this pain did not exist. Olette hated to admit it but she preferred the rude Seifer opposed to the broken one.

"No, it's ok. You can stop. You don't have to tell me anymore." Seifer let go of himself and began to calm down. He rested his head on Olette's shoulder and panted into her ear the terrible deed Axel and Saix performed on him. The girl's eyes widened with shock and she pulled away to look at Seifer. "Why?"

"They didn't like me making fun of 'their' kind. They wanted to teach me a lesson." As much as Olette wanted to scream at him 'you deserved it,' Axel and Saix had taken it too far, even for Seifer. After a moment of silence between them, the teen asked, "am I too much trouble? Should I leave?"

Olette shook herself out of her daze and smiled warmly, "no, no, you're not any trouble…here," she let go of him and laid him down on the couch. "You just rest, and try to forget today."

"But…they said they'll do it again if they see me near you or your friends…"

Olette got up, "well, then leave us alone. You can quit teasing us for a while, can't you?" Seifer didn't say anything except a grunt.

Olette turned to go get a pillow but was stopped, "could you…get me a glass of water?"

She sent a reassuring smile back at the teen laying on her couch, "sure."

"Axel, what did you do to Seifer," Roxas approached the stretching teen. He looked up with a confused look.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" He straightened out and put one over his shoulder and one below, stretching his upper arm muscles.

One of Roxas's blonde eyebrows raised, "nothing? But I saw you walk away with him with your arm around him. What did you do?" Roxas crossed his arms and examined him.

Axel let of his arms and shrugged his shoulders, "I brought him somewhere. As long as he's out of your hair, what does it matter, right?" Roxas was left in a corner; nothing left to say to prove a point. Axel had his point and there was nothing Roxas could say. Roxas should have been thanking him for taking away such a burden, but it was clear to him Axel handled this situation in a mischievous way. "Anyway, if you're done interrogating me, yesterday, before lunch, I was working on the duet you'll be doing with Namine. I'm going to teach you the first part. You ready?"

Roxas rolled his eyes and Axel smiled, taking it as a yes, not like he had a choice whether or not to learn it. "Sneaky bitch…"

"Something is wrong you guys. Olette is gone and no Seifer to push us around. This is starting to freak me out." Pence put down his bag of chips. He couldn't even think about food with his friend missing.

Hayner snorted, "please, why do you guys have to look a gift horse in the mouth? Everything is good. No Seifer to treat us like his little bitches, and no Olette to nag our heads off about our grades."

Roxas pulled his finger out of his ear while setting his phone down. "Olette's not at home; just called."

"Roxas…seriously, stop caring. You too Pence! Just…relax." Hayner smoothly picked up his can of soda and drank a large portion of it.

"Fine, I'll let it go," Pence looked down into his lap, ashamed of his careful personality, he looked up at Roxas who was chewing his the antenna on his phone. "Only if Roxas does."

Roxas looked over at Pence, "I give it one more day. If she's not here tomorrow, then I'm going to take action."

So tired…it can't be healthy to be sleeping at 5 or 6 in the morning and waking up at 4 in the afternoon.

Glad school isn't going to be here for like another week. :D

Hope everyone had an enjoyable holiday!

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-Lady of the Cards-