Disclaimer: Still don't own any of the characters forementioned in here that are under the ownership of Square Enix and Tetsuya Nomura.

AN: I might've said to someone or put on here I was gonna include the whole wrapping up the mess regarding why Cloud spazzed out on Leon in the last chapter at the end of this chapter...well...I botched that...BUT! I promise to give it to you guys in the next chapter and end it out with something big and climatic to have you guys guessing what's gonna happen with them now.

Chapter 8

You know that inkling you get in the back of your mind that something or someone is watching you, and that cliché thought to say the ever classical line of Bug's Bunny of, "Did you ever get the feeling you's was being watched?" Demyx could feel that and his tongue was just aching to say out those particular words as he cautiously walked through the halls to his class, now and again looking over his shoulder as he thought he had spotted a small dab of Oreo colored hair staring him down. It was a scary notion that he had a stalker after him, especially when he was happily with someone else as it was, or was it that the person tailing him had been sent on him by Zexion out of worry that Demyx wasn't being as faithful as he should've been or was it that the man was here to watch out over him to make sure his Dad didn't get his hands on him again. He couldn't bear to have to go through that Hell again, facing his Dad once and nearly being killed by that man once was once enough too many for him in one lifetime, but the man wouldn't let up even as Demyx's feet frantically picked up their pace and he was nearly running through the Halls until he found himself knocking and bumping into the arms of a Professor.

"…I-I'm sorry about that…I wasn't looking where I was go---ZEXION!" Demyx threw himself into the frazzled man's arms as he contently sighed that it was him and not some other older Professor that might've reprimanded him if he was lucky enough to not run into one of the older one kinds that would've had him writing over and over, 'I will not run in the Halls', "…Thank Gaia its you…"

Zexion was a frazzle of books, ungraded papers from the Students he had just dismissed from his class and his glasses were askew on his face, "I'm glad to see you too, Demyx, but we're on School Time at the moment. You can't be hanging all over me like this…it's bad for our images…"

As the two were parting off one another like a piece of wax paper pulling off of a fly, the "stalker" as it seemed slipped down another hallway, mumbling and grumbling under his breath, "…So close to the kid and yet he caught on that I was here, but…" the eyes lustily peered out from around the corner as he watched the one thing he had been tracking flinging his hands here and there as to explain why he had bumped into the lilac haired figure, "…He sure is a cutie…too bad I'm gonna have to break up that happy relationship right there because, business is business…and a man's got to live and survive in this World and as they say, 'Money talks, baby'."

"Hey, Mr. Watterson…" the voice spoke over the cellular phone as he eyed the mullet haired teen calming down as he helped up and cleaned up the toppled Professor as the two walked off with one another's hands in the back of each other's pants pockets, "I've been keeping an eye on this target of yours, but I'm a little iffy on the details as to what is so bad the situation your target is in…care to give me a few more details to work with?"

A chair creaked a groan came from the man as he turned off any sounds to his office to avoid anyone listening in on the private call, "Let's just say; he's taken a shine to a particular Teacher who had until recently before the target, my Son, was placed in his classroom to keep an eye on things in regards to the blond and fiery red headed targets at the time…and when I mean shine, I don't mean an interest in thinking he can change his life…more of a shine in the…sexual sense to the man."

Deviously a grin spread on the hunter like man's face, "I catch your drift now, you want me to rat out the little Professor to the School Board that he has been having relations with an underage student so you can get the target away from the big bad Professor…right?"

"You catch on quick…try and get the target alone, befriend him a little and see if you can work him away from the Professor…I'll do what I can with my connections here to get that Professor put away from a good long while," the phone clasped closed as a cold grin crossed his face, "That son of mine will learn twice to run from me…I own him for life…he'll learn it the hard way when his world falls apart."

Roxas seemed quiet sitting on the sofa beside his Mother with his estranged Father and his estranged Father's boyfriend sitting nearby, their eyes seeming to stare at him as if waiting for him to do something like one of this wound up pets or waiting for someone to break the tension in the room already. It wasn't an easy task to figure out something to talk about; what was there to talk about? Talk about how the engagement between Axel and Roxas was off? Why Cloud and Leon had been fighting in the kitchen earlier? Why Cloud had seemed to become comatose momentarily? The reasons why Axel was a complete ass?

All of those bases could be covered, but would only lead to someone screaming and tears being shed needlessly.

"…Hayner and the others called here the other day looking for you; they said something about wanting to see if you wanted to go off on some excursion with them on Spring Break to get your mind off things. I said you were at the Dormitories at the Campus and they said they had tried you there, but…"Rinoa felt nervous and tense trying to talk to her son when he looked like a kicked puppy and nearly half dead to the world, "…Roxas, why won't your answer at the Dorm?"

"Rinoa…"Leon sighed as to interject but he only received a stern glare from her.

"Well?" she asked him again, but all Roxas could do was stand up to address them all.

He was beyond the point of being nice, "Why does it fucking matter to you all? I'm over him! Okay! What makes you think I haven't found someone else already?! I'm fine! I haven't slit my wrists, I haven't tried taking pills to end it all, I'm not on the phone to the Suicide Hotline telling them how I want to end it all because I can't live without the greatest thing that had ever happened to me that's probably a liar and banging his new little blonde fiancée every night!"

A resounding sound echoed throughout the house as Leon and Cloud stared on in disbelief as Rinoa stood with tears in her eyes as she prepared to use the same hand again to deliver another blow to the other side of Roxas' face, "…I will not hear you speak like that!"

"…What does it matter…he's not fucking coming back…he's moved on…" Roxas headed for the front door, "…As have I."

She moved to stop him, but the sound of the door closing behind him like it had numbers of times before stopped her in her tracks as she retracted to the sofa, "…Leon…I…I've failed as a parent…"

The man shook his hand as he placed a hand on hers, "You haven't failed…he's just given up and settled on the idea that there is no way to fix this. He'll come around…just give him time."

"But…" her voice started to falter as she placed her face in her hands.

"Leon…I think its best we just leave…" Cloud shrugged as he moved off the sofa as he mouthed to the man, "I'm going to go look for Roxas…"

Axel sat at the small coffee table in the apartment that was meant for him and Roxas, but all sentimental value of anything that had been any thing of Roxas, scent, sight and memory had been swept and washed out of his apartment by a feminine touch and smell as well as feminine hands. Nothing about the apartment was the masculine bachelor pad it used to be; scents of potpourri, feminine perfume and touches seemed to caress and paint the small and once darkened apartment. An odd and unnatural light seemed to be about the place, it didn't feel right to live in anymore, but it was a permanent prison now and the only real kind of shackles was the human like one that was sitting in the small Kitchen/Dining Room, flipping through a woman like magazine, making out plans for changing the prisoner under her control. They were heavier then any real kind of shackles, guilt was heavier then any kind of metallic or iron shackles, guilt and heartbreak as well as link for each heartache moment made them heavier and harder to endure. Each time he would see Roxas walking through a Hall, passing by his table at Lunch time in the Cafeteria or how he would walk with just a particular small swagger about his steps, as sad as they were; they things hard to not avoid and made his own inner self just beg and ache to daydream off to a way to just push Larxene aside and do some kind of windswept, cheesy romance movie ending kind of reunion with the petite blond.

Gaia how he wanted to do that…

Just to walk up to him and propose a singular cliché romance novel line, watch as a spastic Larxene stormed off into the sunset while the small petite blond and the fiery red head enjoyed a cheesy reunion together; oh how he wished that was possible, even the soft mournful sigh that came from Axel's bored and tired lips showed on his lips and demeanor as he slumped down on top of his work.

I miss you little man…and…in a couple of days…it would've been our one year anniversary since we made it true that we were for one another…

"…Roxas…" the man softly and dejectedly sighed as he went about working on his homework with lack luster interest.

Larxene rolled her eyes as she slipped into the Living Room and slipped her arms, without a sound down around the man's shoulders as her face rested in against the crook of his neck, "Why so blue, big man…its not like we have to stay stuck around here…we could go out somewhere… Come on. Let's go out and do something, get your mind off studies for a little while," Larxene's fingers nimbly worked to the textbooks to close them as they worked their way back up towards the man's face to draw to her pouting eyes, "For me…please?"

It was hard to not see Roxas in those feminine eyes, but Roxas had never done what Larxene was doing to him, "…Heh…fine…we'll go out…"

"Good," she placed a soft kiss on the side of the man's face, only after he had flinched away from her attempting to kiss him once before, "Go get ready…We're going out to a little Café I saw earlier."

"…Whatever…"Axel mumbled under his breath as pulled out his phone, checking it see if Roxas had bothered to try and call, So you are truly serious about us not being together…Roxas…I want to tell you that I'm trying to get away from her, but…you won't take five minutes to listen or give me the time of day…

Larxene popped her head out of the bathroom, "I don't hear you getting ready, Axel!"

"…In a minute," Axel grumbled under his breath as he made his way to the bedroom to get changed, And to think you left to rot with this Hell, Roxas…thanks a million…