A/N: NEXT CHAPTERRR YAYYY :D oopsie late again . anyway, without further ado, here it is!

Response to reviews

To Sora: Well...you essentially told everyone here who you actually are, by posting your name on this review page, its pretty much public. Also your ideas are quite difficult to fit in, considering this fan fic isn't really meant to include characters from other worlds, and its mainly based on Sora, Kairi, Roxas and Namine.

UPDATE JANUARY 30th.
Sorry for my absence, I'll be back to writing all my fanfics this week, expect an update on Friday - Saturday PST. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND I AM TERRIBLY SORRY FOR MY BAD HABITS T_T
Update February 3rd
. So sorry, but the story will be one day late, due to my laptop that I normally use has completely died...So...I'm currently rewriting the story on my PC. Thankfully I remember most of it! :D

Sora stumbled out into the night, shivering slightly. He took one last look back towards the apartment he had just left, before turning back towards the dark road and walked off into the distance.

There was no turning back now; he was going to confront his past again. The one person he loathed and feared most had come back for him, he had the option of freedom but decided against it. How could he condemn someone to live and die with a psychotic torturer?

Steadying his breath, Sora sat down at the bench by the bus stop, he looked up at the electronic timetable. "Two more minutes..." he murmured to himself, he still had an hour's bus ride ahead of him.

The bus pulled up to a halting stop, the doors slowly opened, Sora stood up slowly and made his way in, and sat down quietly in the empty transport vehicle. Resting his head against the cold glass, his mind began to drift, even after his release from Master Payne, his lifestyle had not changed drastically except he did not get beaten or tortured anymore.

His new mistress was kind compared to his previous owners, although she did use fear and a little violence on the first day. Sora did not really mind her, even though she was still cruel as the others, she fed him and gave him a place to sleep instead of the cold hard floor. He couldn't ever imagine the pretty and rich princess living a life of servitude.

During the short time he had lived with his new mistress, he met a kind soul much to his surprise once lived in the exact same circumstances as he did. He had never thought that his first friend in the world, Roxas was once a slave just like him much less they had been under the same owner. He cared for him like a brother, and was the only one who could relate to his situation, yet here Sora was, running away from him to save him and Kairi.

As time passed by slowly, his eyelids fell heavy and sleep finally took over the young and tired slave.

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"Roxaaass….wakey wakey sleeping beauty" a harsh voice called out to the boy.

The voice caused him to stir, his eyes opened slowly revealing his deep blue eyes, in front of him stood a bald and scarred man with a wicked smile. Roxas's eyes grew wide, he tried to move but couldn't, his eyes darted to the side and noticed his cuffed hands.

"Now now…don't scream and run, it'll hurt my feelings." The voice cackled, the man moved closer with a small yet deadly sharp silver knife. Roxas watched as the man raised the torture tool up to his eye level, his fear had completely paralysed him.

His torturer let out a harsh and insane laugh before whispering "Now…lets turn that frown upside DOWN! AHAHAAHAHA!"

Roxas opened his mouth as wide as he could, letting out a silent scream as the knife came down towards him, time slowed down as the knife fell towards him, and then….darkness.

His eyes snapped open and he sat up screaming his voice full of terror, he sat there panting for a few short moments, he turned to his right hoping he had not woken up his friend.

Empty….the makeshift futon was empty. "Sora?" he called out worriedly, "Sora are you there?" his mouth turned dry, he shoved back his covers and put his feet on the cold wooden floor, and stood up.

No reply.

He walked carefully across to the makeshift futon and touched it. Cold, it hadn't been even slept in yet. His worry growing by the second, he quickly rushed into the kitchen and flicked on the lights. Empty, not a single soul was there.

"No…No…He couldn't have…" Roxas murmured as he collapsed onto his knees in shock.

Sora had gone, disappeared from him.

Roxas pushed himself back onto his feet and stumbled to his mobile, and dialled.

"Hello?" a sleepy voice answered

"Na..Namine…Sora's gone..he left witho-" his voice choked and he cut off.

Namine pieced together the rest of his sentence, "W-WHAT?!" she yelled from the other end, fully awake now. "Roxas. Stay right there, I'll be over in ten minutes! Don't move!"

Roxas's hand dropped back down to his side, he stumbled backwards into a wooden chair by the kitchen table and sat down. His hands had begun to tremble, he didn't know what to do, and his mind was a complete mess.

After ten minutes had passed by slowly, a small knock could be heard from his door. He pushed himself up and stumbled towards the door weakly.

As soon as the doorknob was turned, Namine pushed the door open and grabbed Roxas and pulled him into a fierce hug. She asked in a worried tone, "Are you alright..?"

He nodded silently, and nudged her softly to tell her to break the hug. Namine let go and took a step back and looked at her former slave now boyfriend.

"Do you….think he might have run away?" she asked timidly, knowing that this could potentially upset him.

He shook his head, "No way. Sora wouldn't ever do that. He's gone for Kairi."

Namine put her hand to her forehead and let out a sigh and tilted her head back and started pacing, "Shit…." She turned back towards him and asked, "What do you want to do then?"

He shook his head and let out a shaky sigh and spoke with a numb tone, "We…We go after him."

Namine understood what he wanted to do; he had no intention of going back to his slave life. She leaned and murmured quietly, "Go get everything you need."

Her former slave nodded and walked off distraughtly to pack a bag of necessary items, Namine leaned the back of her head on the wall. She stood there waiting for five short minutes; Namine had begun to wonder what they would actually do when they confronted the kidnapper.

Roxas lead the way as they walked together hand in hand, he knew the direction and the transport they would need. Namine couldn't help but constantly glance over at him, her question at the tip of her tongue yet she was unable to say it out loud.

Despite her best efforts to hide this, Roxas caught her glancing over in his peripherals. Turning towards her he cocked his head slightly and gave her a questioning look with his handsome face.

Namine's looked like she was a child being caught taking a cookie, she shook her head and turned her head to the front trying to hide her blush and continued walking. She felt his gaze staring into the side of her head, why was he so damn good looking! Even when he sad or depressed she just wanted to be held by him.

As they reached the bus stop and checked the time, the next bus was due in ten minutes. It was dark and quiet, the only source of light coming from a lamp post that was only five meters away, in the shadows, Roxas turned to Namine and let out a sigh, "Alright, what's wrong Namine?" he asked gravely.

The rich petite girl looked squeamish; she opened her mouth and closed it a few times in the dark, trying to find the right words to begin the question. To her complete and utter surprise, Roxas leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on the lips and whispered, "What's wrong mistress?"

The very words he spoke sent a shiver down his spine and brought tears to her eyes, she pushed him away from her and glared at him, "I asked you to never say that word again!" she muttered.

The spiky haired brunette let out a small sweet smile, with lightning fast speed he embraced her tightly, and he apologized sincerely "Sorry…it was the only way to get you to talk though."

At this point Namine's eyes began to water, she turned her head to the left and stared at a rock, she asked in a dejected tone, "Wh…Wh…What will you do when you see him again?"

Breaking the embrace, in the dim lit street, he let a small reassuringly smile appear on his face and admitted, "Don't know…" he shook his head sadly, "But…for the sake of you and Sora, I won't return to a life of slavery."

His former mistress and now girlfriend nodded slowly satisfied with his answer she fell silent; after a short and nerve wracking moment, she closed the gap between them, lowering her head and embraced him. Together they waited in silence for the bus in this position, the two enjoying each other's warmth.

Roxas felt his strength seep back into his numb body from the contact, he felt like he was finally ready to confront his fears and fight for his freedom, one last time.

The bus pulled up pulled up by the couple, the two entered together hand in hand.

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"I'm sorry….I'm so sorry! I promise I'll come find you! Stay safe…I'm…so…sorry…" a voice whispered out in the dark, Sora stirred, his eyes fluttered open, he took a moment to regain his senses in the pitch black. In the dark, he could make out two figures, a significantly taller male with longer brown hair who seemed to be in his mid-teens and a thin and smaller boy trapped in a cage, he looked around six.

The taller male continued to apologize, while the shorter one sat there quietly in his cage. The older male begged and promised to come after him, it seemed like they were close. He fell silent after a short while and began to cry, what happened next bought a shiver to Sora's spine.

The trapped boy opened his mouth and spoke, his voice heavy with melancholy, "It's okay…I believe you, I'll be fine brother…please take care of yourself. I chose to do this on my own free will, it was either you or me."

His brother shook his head and protested, "B-But! You're only a child! You haven't even been to high school yet! ITS NOT RIGHT!" he cried out, shaking the cage roughly.

"I was worth more, with this, you can save the company." The boy reasoned, his voice beginning to grow shaky "You promised to come after me anyway…I'll be fine,I-I'm not afraid."

Sora watched on with great sadness, somehow it had seemed all too familiar.

The door creaked open, allowing the light creep into the room. A gruff man's face appeared into sight, he spoke harshly, "Times up! Say your goodbyes and get out!"

The older male stood up and took one last look at his younger brother before walking to the door and opened it for him to leave. For a brief moment the light shone onto the boy's face, Sora's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

At that moment the bus halted to a sudden stop, throwing Sora forward. His eyes snapped wide open, he stood up and quickly checked his surroundings, still shaken up from the dream.

A voice announced, "Last stop of the night. Twilight Avenue."

Sora took a deep breath and let it out slowly, this was it. It was time to confront his past, and once again, he was alone. Stepping out of the bus, he walked along pavement in the dark, silent yet eerily haunting night.

After walking for fifteen minutes, there it stood. Where his true horrors had begun and would end tonight. It was the mansion of Payne.

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