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AN: falls on face in apology I'm SOOOO Sorry for not update sooner, I know its been a long time since I've updated this and given you guys any more chapters, things have come up here and there, school, home life, and social life got nuts and being that I live at home makes it hard to do this and get it up w/o a Parental figure over my shoulder about whether or not I'm doing school work or studying when I'm working on this...So, yeah. Sorry again for not updating sooner, but I recently got a chance to do just that, the chapters you'll get on here at the moment are also up on my DeviantART and until the Semester is over, passed the NREMT (National Registry EMT Exam) and gotten a job and the job gives me free time, I'll be writing up the finishing chapters of this and the other HALF FINISHED fanfics on here ;

For those of you who've been sticking through with this to wait for more of this update and the same for Wolves Mate For Life, Dear Journal and the other half a dozen ones I've gotten posted on here that are half finished, thank you guys for waiting, and you'll have to wait just as long again...; But thanks for your patience.

Chapter 19

Xemnas' townhouse silence was abruptly interrupted by the sound o heavy poundings against the oak door of the town house as the looming Lexacaus answered it to the sight of an angered Xigbar with a sullen toned Xaldin following close behind. Neither man was about to be the first speak as Xigbar pushed past the built like an oak doorman; Lexacaus' words become distant in his ears as he hurried to the Boss' quarters.

"Boss, you've got visitors," Lexacaus muttered as he shut the door as Zexion watched the mess from the stairway much like watching Mommy and Daddy fighting yet again, but his face was a look of interest of how this would play out.

Zexion followed the crowd with his eyes as he softly read from the book in his hands, "Hell has opened up on Earth and its bringers are those charging into the den of Evil's own owner, how shall Evil itself answer to these dogs howling at his door? Shall they be greeted warmly by his presence or shall Hell on Earth become the dawn upon this Earth?"

Sounds of the men talking with the Boss was heard bellowing from the library, Xigbar's screaming rants were the only thing heard among the various and thrown in for emphasis strings of profanity. Everyone knew that when Xigbar got upset, a string of profanity was due to come with his simple conversations to vent his frustrations and all Xemnas could do was to allow the man to vent. A blonde haired vixen slipped down from the shadows as a velvet red colored flapper dress danced with her every step as she came up alongside the reading Zexion.

"As poetic as those words may be it won't help to ease or soften the blow," her fingers danced around the binding of the book as she listened with much interest to the war of words.

Xigbar wasn't in a mood for such poetic words had he been able to hear the words as he stood in the Boss' library watching the man bemuse over the man's rants as his fingers softly drawled against the arm of the armchair. Saix watched within a close distance of the man's demeanor as well as keep an eye on Xigbar's posturing and movements toward the Boss; his fingers curled around a pistol under his coat in case the man decided to become violent.

"Good evening, Xigbar," Saix smugly remarked as he watched the Boss swish about a glass of wine in his other hand that wasn't drumming against the armchair.

"Shut up Saix!" Xigbar coldly snapped as if ready to pull out his pistol, "Boss, we've got a problem."

Xemnas stared at the fire roaring in the fireplace before him, " I know we do, but don't worry," the wine swished about in the glass as he took a slow sip at it before tossing it into the fireplace, causing sparks to erupt nearly setting fire to the rug before him, "…all be handled."

The two men that had been with Roxas during the operation were confused, "How can you be so calm sir?" Xaldin was confused as he approached the man's side, cautiously.

"I planned all that happened to happen like it did; the kid would take the fall and would be taken in on my behalf," the man began to move out of the chair, "and to make sure he doesn't reveal any deep secrets to the cops, I placed Vexen in the hospital as a spy."

The other three from the hall came into the room to join the others, "What if the kid does tell the cops about us what then?" Zexion kept his gaze fixed on the back of the Boss' head, but his mind's eye was fixed on something else.

"If he does, and he returns to us, we will act as if nothing has changed and when the time is right," Xemnas answered as he paused, cocking the hammer back on his concealed pistol, aimed, and shot at something in the shadows, "the problem will be handled without incident."

Axel flinched before the shot hit what he believed may have been him; he knew the Boss had to have a few screws loss, but it seemed that his suspicions were being to surface; that shot at been meant for him, but something saved him.

"I've got to warn the kid," Axel slipped out of the house and to the local Jazz Club, still standing regardless of lack attendance of its regulars since the word had spread about its owner's untimely death.

Twilight Jazz Club was managing to stand on its feet even though the Club had seen some small hard times even when word had spread that its previous owner had been in cahoots with the local Mob family. Many had decided to keep their distance in fear of finding themselves caught up in a possible failed Mob meeting or dealing that might go down when no one knew when. Demyx had been still attending the Club, but the Master of Ceremonies, Luxord, had started to opt to not put as much interest and enthusiasm for presenting him. The Jazz player was attempting to keep up beats and make the place sing again, but hard times were killing the old jazz man as they would say.

"These old times have got me down, what can I do to blow those old blues clouds away?" Demyx's words sang out over the quieted jazz club, the half hearted, partially drunk patrons didn't give a damn anymore, thinking it was more of a rhetorical question.

Axel saw the man plucking away at his old guitar as he shuffled his feet up towards the stage, "Still trying to make this old place sing, old jazz man?" his face cracked into a smug smile as he flicked a cardboard coin into the man's open case guitar case.

"What do you want Axel?" Demyx was less then thrilled to the see the man's smug grinning Cheshire cat like face as he set his pencil down on the sheet music he had been writing on.

"I need some help…it's for a friend."

Cloud walked past his friends without speaking to them as he walked up to the Nurse's station to find Roxas, but it wasn't going to be that simple with the well known fact that Captain Setzer had all but the boy down on terminal lockdown. It was going to be harder to break into his room or see the boy then Buckingham Palace or even the President's Presidential Bedroom. It wasn't a friendly, 'Hi, how have you been?' as the Captain came upon Cloud, their conversation was anything but friendly as the Nurse's would later admit to.

"I'm sorry sir, but Captain Setzer has ordered that no one is to enter the young man's room," the Nurse was attempting to be patient with the angered blond as she saw the Captain coming up behind the man.

"I understand that, but, I'm the only one that can get through to him," Cloud was trying to sound rational and not like he was ready to lunge over the Nurse's station after the woman.

The Nurse was running out of patience as she saw Captain Setzer right behind the man as she tried to maintain control, but she started to become a puddle of pudding at the man's sly charms as he placed a hand on Cloud's shoulder.

"It's alright Miss, I'll vouch for him," Captain Setzer flashed her a smile that made her becoming a giggling mess.

She could only giggle uncontrollably, "Yes sir."

Captain Setzer walked Cloud down the hall towards Roxas' room, "You sure have a lot of guts coming here, you know that?" the Captain was less then thrilled at the man's appearance when he was trying his hardest to keep the man out of the picture.

"Like I honestly care, that's my brother in there and I want to see him," Cloud was trying to be courteous to his Commanding Officer, but the idea of his own blood so close and yet so far away was killing him, "What are you stopping me from seeing him? I'm probably the only one who can get through to him and get what you've wanted to get your paws on for months. Don't think I don't know your reasons for sending Leonhard and Highwind undercover to that Club."

Captain Setzer gave a soft grunting huff as he ran a through his hair, "You sure are a sharp one, Strife, that's the only reason why I haven't let you off this case, besides," he brought an arm around the man's shoulder as he walked him further down the hall, "The only other reason I'm not letting you go in there is because I'm afraid you will let your connection, or even brotherly love feelings for your brother botch your judgment and I just can't have that."

Cloud was trying to keep his cool even if under his cool exterior he was seething with rage to just throttle the man, "Let me talk to him, if you send someone else in there he's liable to clam up," it was at least an attempt to get his foot in the door.

The Captain softly sighed," If you think you can crack him, no one else has been able to yet," he opened the door slightly, but he kept a hand on the man's shoulder, lightly, "Don't get all emotional over it, if I hear you breaking, I'm coming in and dragging you out of there."

Cloud took the Captain's warning as he slowly opened the door and saw Roxas asleep; it nearly broke his heart as he moved to sit as his bedside, his hand softly shaking him awake.

"Hmmm…huh, oh, so they one of you guys again, huh? Well, I'm not saying anythi--Cloud?" Roxas was drowsy and disoriented, but was able to make out sentences as he saw who was staring at him.

"Glad to see you're going to live little brother," Cloud pulled the note he had managed to get a hold from the set up briefcase, "I thought you were dead that night they found Ansem dead at the Club."

Roxas eyed the note as he read it, "Hmph, glad to see you still have some sense of humor," a soft sigh left his lips as he closed his eyes, "Well, the joke is on them, or I guess…me."

Cloud watched over Roxas they talked about what had happened two years ago and all that he knew about the inner workings of the Family; he had to know all the details so that if and when the case went to trial, they would be able to get the family on the crimes they had committed in the past up till now. There were times when Roxas should've remained quiet, but Cloud's words and actions spoke louder then the fear pooling in Roxas' stomach. All the secrets that he knew; he was revealing them in a short time to his brother, who was without a doubt a cop and it didn't seem to advert Cloud's questions.

"And that's about all I know," Roxas let out a breath as he finished telling his brother all the details of what he knew about the Family.

"You know, it took a lot of guts to tell me what you know, you know that?" Cloud closed his notepad as he took down the last note and pocked it, "And you also risked your life."

Roxas knew what he was doing and understood the consequences as he looked up, glaring at his brother, "Don't you think I know that? I suggest you get out of her with that information and forget you knew me," his gaze turned away from Cloud; he didn't want to look his brother in the eye if it meant that he would end up losing his brother for giving him the information he knew.

"What do you mean?"

Roxas glanced to the door, fearing the Doctor from before coming back in; he had sick feeling it had been one of the Family Bosses men on the inside to make sure that Roxas didn't spill his guts to the cops. They had connections and ways of making sure that they had men in on the inside to assure that if any of their own was to get hurt and end up in the Hospital under Police surveillance didn't sell them out.

"…You can't be here anymore."

"But Roxas…"

"Just. Just do it for me, please…"

Cloud saw the worry in his brother's eyes, "Okay, but…don't think that I'm going to let this go unknown, " just as Cloud prepared to stand up and leave, the blonde haired Doctor from before walked in and it only worked to send a shockwave down Cloud's spine, but it was seen more clearly in Roxas' face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that the patient was still being questioned by one of our local Police officer," a soft, caring smile was on his face, but Roxas saw what it really was, a cold, callous one that told him, 'If you squealed, I'll make sure the Boss knows about it.'

Cloud shifted upwards and headed for the door, "I was just leaving, my time here with him is over anyways; I'll just get out of your way, Doctor," as he got up to leave; he saw the look of utter fear in his brother's eyes, even if he didn't clearly show it, but it was there, he could see it.

The Doctor examined Roxas over once Cloud had left the room, but as he leaned into check on the job that had been done on the boy's shoulder; he made sure to coldly whisper into the boy's ear, "If you told him ANYTHING of what the Family is up to…I'll make sure that you leave here not only with your arm in a sling, but something else will be broken as well."

Roxas didn't dare argue with the man, just simply smile and nod, that was all he could do and it worked to leave a soft, caring, charismatic smile on his face that was plastered there even as he left the room. This was not a good sign. At best, he was a dead man walking and his brother and the rest of the Police force were sitting ducks just waiting to be taken out by an unsuspecting stray bullet from one of the Members of the Family. Once you were in the Family, there was no use trying to get out, the only way out was either a natural death or finding yourself dead by the hands of your enemies or even one of your own.