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Axel's POV

I heard the people cheering. How could I not? But it was kinda…on backburner? Or whatever. Sure we had heard Roxas sing during our practice but never like that.

At our practices he never had so much…emotion.

Something hit me mentally again. Another feeling of déjà vu. I shrugged it off. Probably not important anyway.

And that's when I remembered Cloud.

"Hey Rox?" He looked up at me as he set his guitar back into its case. Don't think Axel, don't think…

"Some guy named Cloud is here. He said for you to call him." Roxas went stiff. It was like a flashback from a week ago.

I was the only one close enough to hear his mumbling.

"How the hell did he find me…?" He raised his voice after that, completely unaware that I had heard him.

"Are you sure he asked for me?" I could practically see the hope radiating off him. Hope that I was wrong.

"He asked for Roxas Tetsu…" And guess who walked in? Hello again Cloud.

"Hey Roxas! Nice show." The man was smiling, but Roxas…flash back again.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He crossed his arms and glared at the man who was supposedly his brother.

"I can't stop in to say hi to my baby brother?" Zexion and the rest had left, and I think Roxas wasn't aware of my presence anymore.

"Not when you're not supposed to know where the hell I am. How did you find me?!" It's amazing how much anger can be sent out in an even voice.

"I have just as many contacts as you Roxy. I came here to tell you that Dad is getting worried. Why'd you come here Roxas?" Yep I was definitely forgotten.

Roxas' face changed again. Oh shit.

I walked over behind Roxas and let my arm slip around his waist.

Cloud's eyes widened but I tuned him out and whispered in Roxas' ear.

"Rox? Let's get you home alright? Come on." I gently pulled him in the direction of the door. He followed robotically, not putting up any kind of fight.

Cloud didn't try to stop us either.

I'll pick up our guitars on Monday.

I drove Roxas' motorcycle (Demyx had brought me so I had no car). Roxas barely held on.

When we got back to the complex, I got another look at his face. It still had that look.

Have you ever seen, maybe in a movie or something, where a door is just being pushed and pushed, you can see how it's being warped, about to just crack under all that pressure?

Yeah. That would be what I saw in Roxas' eyes.

But I at least wanted to make sure he was inside before it happened.

I got him into my empty apartment (Reno would be working late tonight) and got him to sit on the couch.

I got on my knees in front of him, so I could look at his eyes.

"Rox? Can you tell me what's wrong?" I don't know what happened in the last three days since I realized that I had fallen for Roxas. I just didn't like seeing him like this.

That's when I realized that was what he had been, barely over a week before. When I had first seen him, this was the exact look in his eyes, but now that I've seen the difference, seen a fraction of the beauty they could be. This just cut me to the soul.

"Roxas please? Just talk to me." He shook his head barely.

"I can't Axel, I just can't" His voice was a whisper I could barely hear.

He started to shake. I had learned by now that shaking equals bad with Roxas.

"Hey, hey, it's all right. I understand if you don't want to tell me alright? I just wanna help that's all. I'm not gonna force you to tell me or anything." I was really curious but, if he didn't want to tell me I had no right to pry. If he wanted to tell me, he would.

I looked back up at him. He wasn't shaking anymore, but the tears were there, streaming down his face. This was the first time I had actually seen his face when he was crying.

I'm a wimp. I couldn't take it.

I climbed up on the couch with him and gently pulled him into my lap.

He resisted at first, but soon we were in the same position we had been in the art room.

(Okay warning all pervs reading this, turn away.) I could feel his body, like actually feel it. It's shape, the muscle. And it wasn't good. I had been right when I had thought that he was just too small. I just couldn't figure out how.

Now I knew.

I could feel his freakin ribs. His arms had muscle but I got the feeling that if that wasn't there, he'd just be skin and bone.

Wow. I am really slow. How I didn't notice this just by looking at him…I mean I noticed something was wrong but come on, I had seen his freakin stomach and not noticed a thing. Instead I had been having a mental war with the southern regions. I really wanted to hurt myself…

He had fallen asleep about ten minutes ago while my mind had been lost to thinking about how he was messed up in the body.

I gently pried his fingers off my shirt (a rather hard task actually) and laid him down on the couch. He immediately curled into a ball still asleep.

A knock came at the door. Who the hell?

I opened it a fraction…and shut it immediately.

I don't think Cloud needs to be here right now. Of course, I couldn't telepathically tell him that…I locked the chain (yes my door has a chain lock. What? It's not exactly the best of neighborhoods) and opened it again.

"Is that really necessary?" He was standing there with his arms crossed, his foot tapping impatiently. He didn't look like the type of guy to do that often.

"Since Roxas is sleeping and I don't want you to storm in waking him up? Yes." See? I can reason. When I want to. Most of the time I just don't…whoa Axel, let's come back to reality shall we?

"Who are you to say I can't see my own brother?"

"I don't give a shit if you are brothers. What I do care about is my friend. And until he tells me to let you in, you're stuck on the other side of this door. Goodbye." I started to shut it.

"Can you at least do one thing for me? I'll leave if you'll say you'll do it and come back at a better time." Heck no. I pushed harder on the door which now had his hand impeding it's closing journey.

"If you don't I'll stay here knocking on the door all night." Dammit…well…if it makes him go, I guess it can't be all bad…and I don't really have to do anything if I don't want to…yes, that is a terrible thought, but this guy had made Roxas cry. I didn't owe him anything.

"Check his arms. Don't ask, just do it." With that, he disappeared down the hall.

What the? Check his…arms…

He had just turned the underside of his arm towards me a little bit more. Were those…?

I mentally bitch-slapped myself again. Here I had been wondering why his arms were wrapped in the art room…and why I only ever saw him in long sleeves…except tonight.

I walked quietly back over to the couch, leaning down next to it.

I scanned his arm (he had turned so one was hanging off the couch) and gave a mental sigh. There was nothing…one sec…

His skin was two different colors. The light had been bad at the school, making it impossible to see, but now…

Unless Roxas just has bad skin, I'm going to guess it's cover up…the color for that stuff is never quite right. (Yes I know this from experience…don't ask…I will give one hint, Demyx…there that's it…)

I gently blew at it, hoping I wasn't right.

Double dammit. I was.

I rubbed what was left off, trying hard not to shake the sleeping boy anymore than I needed to.

It came off smoothly enough. Revealing what was beneath.

I sat back, just staring at them. Crisscrossing lines. Some shiny-white with age, others were just now scabbing over, and still others were puffy and red…new ones... I had the sinking feeling the other arm would be the same.

I sat there, back against the coffee table, just watching Roxas sleep. One thought. One thought kept playing through my mind.

What the hell happened to you Roxas?

Disclaimer: Sigh. This time i can claim nothing and i very well may never claim anything in this story again...So yeah me own nothing

A/N: You guys hate me right now don't you? A really long chapter and then this short wimpy one? I would hate me too. I had planned for this chap to be longer but as i got closer and closer to the end of it, the end kinda just came to me...so technically it's not my fault, it's my subconsience and fingers faults...anyway, i alreaddy say this but thank you so much for your awesome reviews, those were the best i had read yet! Please review some more! Who know? It mught convince my brain to make longer chapters! Thanx!