Sad Eyes

Zexion shifted uncomfortably in his chair under the redhead's burning stare, his ears pushed back flat against his head in fear and discomfort. He felt his tail stop its usual flicking motions, and wrap itself comfortingly around his waist, though it wasn't long enough to wrap all the way around.

Demyx seemed to feel the tension between the two of them, and walked between where Axel stood, and where Zexion sat while scratching the back of his head as he tried to figure out what to do.

"Axel, this is our new friend, Zexion" He stated, trying to remain calm, which was more difficult for him than the common individual, "He's goi-"

Demyx was cut short as Axel angrily yelled, "Demyx, how could you let something like that into your house?! It could have fleas or rabies or something!"

"Axel! Heisn't dangerous!" Demyx yelled back, putting emphasis on the 'he' to show he viewed Zexion as a person, and not an 'it'.

As the two continued to argue, Zexion grew more frightened. He sprang up from his chair when Axel got physical. He hissed at him threateningly, swiping his hand away before it could touch Demyx. But when Zexion had done it, his claw-like nails had hit Axel's hand dead on, and he broke through the skin in the process of protecting Demyx. Axel was stunned for a moment as the first few red droplets began to form.

Rufus slammed his car door after he stepped out of the silver vehicle. He squinted down at the slightly crumpled paper in his right hand. Why did his secretary always have to type with such a small font?! He assumed she just liked to get on his nerves, but he`d have her fired one day; Then he'd be the one laughing!

He mentally sighed as he leaned back against his car and stuffed the paper back into his coat pocket. It had been the first escaped testing subject in the past fifty years; the second one in the facility's sixty-seven years of operation. It was now his job to go out and find the escaped subject before anything major happened or it was known to the public that anything had escaped from the facility. That would be a major blunder for them, were anyone that wasn't involved in the facility to find out. The facility itself was a secret carefully kept from the general public; making his job all the more important.

He had stopped his car out on the grassy ledge of the hillside that jutted out over the sandy beach, incredibly close to where Zexion had been less than twenty-four hours ago. He walked all the way over to the edge, and put a hand to his forehead, holding a few stray blonde hairs out of his eyes. His blue eyes stared out over the ledge and off towards the ocean before him, entirely overlooking the beach as he scanned the foreign waters then looked up to the sky. It was a fairly nice day in terms of weather, and the morning sky was clear and beautiful; an almost perfect shade of blue. He peered out a bit farther, and found what he was looking for. He saw a cluster of menacing gray clouds and a few more way off behind it that were just barely visible.

At the rate the wind is blowing, they'll be here by tomorrow… the rain will only slow me down. I should get this done today before it becomes an issue. He thought to himself.

Without a single moment to waste, he turned and climbed hastily back into his car, and back off the ledge and back onto the newly paved road lined with picket fences that led back into town. It was there that he would start his search.

Rufus continued to drive around as he held Zexion`s manila file open against the steering wheel, supported up by his knees while he drove, his eyes flicking down from the road to read the script on the page every now and then. At the top of the paper was a small photograph of the young boy fastened in place with a paperclip. In the image the boy looked incredibly scared, and his porcelain-like skin was marred with scraped and scratches. He must have put up quite a fight before the picture was taken.

He took a left turn into the first neighborhood he saw, deciding he would search them first with a simple drive-by to see if he could spot the boy outside. If he couldn't find him today, then he would assume he was able to take shelter somewhere, especially if it was going to rain the next day.

"…!" Suddenly, he slammed on his breaks as a young boy covering his head ran out in front of his car, just barely escaping the possibility of being hit. Then just as soon as the first boy had run off out in front of him, another older looking male with intensely red and spiky hair ran out chasing after him, yelling some kind of profanity. As if things couldn't get any wilder in the normally quiet and calm neighborhood, a third male with messy blonde hair chased after the first two, calling out for them to stop and come back.

Rufus raised a questioning eyebrow as he watched the three run off down the street, one after another. Just as he was about to ignore them and carry on with his investigation of the neighborhood, one of the redhead's yells caught his attention.

"Come back here and fight like a man you mangy freak!"

It was then that Rufus stepped on the gas pedal and began to follow to follow them.

Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews and new followers! As for those of you who have been with me from the beginning, I apologize for such a long wait for this update. I was expecting to be much further along with the story by now, but shit happens, right? We lost our internet over here for a while, and then I dropped my laptop and broke the screen. Now that I`ve got it fixed, I should be able to start updating more frequently again! Also, happy late thanksgiving you guys! Hope you all enjoyed your holiday!