I Don't Want Another Pretty Face,

I Don't Want Just Anyone To Hold,

I Don't Want My Love To Go To Waste,

I Want You And Your Beautiful So-

"Hello?" Roxas picked up his phone, put his hand over his other ear as Demyx whispered on the other side of the connection. The young blonde teen was sat on the couch in Axel's living room. Of course, Axel wasn't there. There was silence for a moment and then finally an answer.

"Roxas? He's here."

"Good. Where do you live? I'll come over."

"Okay, it's the big house with the red roof by the new construction site. Near the docks. You know where they are?"

"Um, yeah I do."

"The number on the front door is 9."

"Okay. See you in a minute."

"Ciao!" Demyx hung up and Roxas punched in another number into his phone before putting it down.

Sora picked up his own phone in his room. He lay on his bed and put the phone to his ear, answering.

"Roxas? It's kinda late." Sora looked at his clock. 9:30 pm.

"Sora, I need a favor."

"Um, okay. What is it?"

"I need you to come with me somewhere."

"Where is it?"

"It's…a friend's house."

"Who is it? Do I know him?"

"No, his name is Demyx. He's Axel's friend. Axel's staying there. I finally know where Axel is, great huh?" Roxas smiled while waiting for an answer. The brunette stirred and nodded while speaking.

"Um, yeah it is. Okay, I'll come by your house okay?"

"Cool, thanks Sora!" Roxas hung up before Sora had a chance to say anything else. The teen just sighed and put his phone back on the small by his bed.

"Roxas…"

Roxas got his favorite hooded jacket on and waited by the door where he heard a knock soon enough. He opened it and put his hand on Sora's chest, as a gesture to not come in; he stepped out of the house straight away. And into the dark streets, with Sora.

"Thanks again, Sora. This won't take long."

"Why am I coming again?"

"For support, I haven't spoken to Axel in a while. He still might be angry." Sora saw the expression on Roxas' face and nodded slowly and sadly. The two boys walked together side by side down the road. They reached the docks after a few minutes of Roxas walking fast and pulling Sora along to hurry him up.

"So where is it?"

"Big house with red roof… by the docks…" Roxas looked around and saw a street he hadn't before. After some consideration, he grabbed Sora's hand and pulled him into the narrow streets. It was dark and hardly lit, getting even darker as they walked further down the street. Roxas had to squint to make out the numbers on the doors.

7, 8, 9 Bingo!

"Here is it, this is Demyx's house."

"It's big."

"Uh huh." Roxas nodded and looked around. Demyx' house was indeed big; however the front yard was small and was blocked from view from passers-by as two high bushes grew either side of the small gate. If someone were on hide behind one of the bushes, the person at the front door would not be able to see them at all. They were taller than the average height a man.

"Kind of secluded though, huh?" Sora nodded and looked at the front door. "Are we going to go to the door then? Or just stand out here like lemons all night. It's freezing cold out here." Sora shuddered and gave a gesture for Roxas to go to the door. Roxas took a step forward, then back again.

"What are you doing?"

"What if he is still mad at me?" Roxas shook his head and clenched one of his fists. "Or if we have the wrong house?"

"Roxas, that Demyx guy said he had a big house. I see a big house. Red roof!" He pointed to the red roof and then glared at Roxas. "And it's near the docks construction site!" Sora turned Roxas' head to face an area bordered off with a tall fence and signs saying "No trespassing beyond this point" and so on. Roxas just sighed and bit his bottom lip.

"Couldn't you just…knock on the door first?"

"What?"

"Sora, please!" Roxas stared at Sora with big puppy-dog eyes. Sora sighed and gave in, walking towards the door, muttering to himself on the way.

Hey, it's your own damn fault he asked you to come here. Blame yourself, Sora.

Roxas hid behind the bush as Sora knocked on the door. The blond breathed out and watched as his breath became visible in the air before him. Sora waited at the door for someone to answer it. The brunette pulled his hood over his head and low over his eyes. Surprisingly, he looked a lot like Roxas.

"So cold…" Roxas sighed and watched the mist in front of him again. He heard footsteps behind him and figured that they were far away, possible even on the other side of the road. Then they got closer, like the person had glided over in a matter of seconds. Roxas' eyes widened as he turned around and saw who it was. They had stopped; there was a stench of beer in the air surrounding Roxas and this taller, bigger person. Roxas took a step back and stumbled.

"D-…Dad" It was indeed Roxas' Father. The man leaned in and raised his arms. Roxas gasped and turned his head to the side.

"Sor-" He broke off, a hand had been placed over his mouth and the other around his waist, so tight he couldn't breathe. He was pulled into an alley-way beside Demyx's house.

The door opened and Sora looked around.

"What was that?"

"Um, Roxas?" Demyx answered the door, looking down at the hooded teen with blue eyes.

"Um, are you Demyx?"

"Hey Roxas, come on in buddy!" Demyx grinned happily as he grabbed Sora's hand and pulled him into the house.

"Wait I'm not-" The door slammed shut, Sora was now in the house.

Dad squeezed Roxas' body tighter and let go, letting the shocked Roxas fall to the floor. Before Roxas could even breathe, Dad bent down and grabbed his shirt, pulling him up again and slamming his back into the wall of the alley. Roxas could feel the wall as he collided with it; he also heard a crack in his chest. He slid down the wall and landed on the floor. He groaned in pain and clenched his fist on the floor. He stayed groaning in pain as the man spoke in a scary, almost deathly tone.

"Why did you run away, Roxas?" He bent down and picked the boy up by the shirt. "Why did you make me worry?"Roxas stirred, he knew his father could never worry about him.

"D- Da-" Roxas attempted to struggle free but only to be punched in the stomach, leaving him breathless and winded. Before the blond could even breathe inwards, his mouth was filled with his father's tongue, coating his own tongue in a thick, disgusting slimy taste. Roxas opened his eyes widely and put his hands on his dad's chest, trying to push away. The need for air was desperate. When he was let free, Roxas was dropped onto the floor. He turned onto his side and tried to crawl away from his father but was grabbed by the back of the head and forced into a kneeling position. Dad held Roxas' head in the air while he undid his pants. Tears formed in Roxas' eyes as he gasped for air and for the pain to go away.

"Please…no." He wasn't heard, or he was ignored, it wouldn't matter much. Roxas' head was forced into his dad's groin, his shaft flying through to the back of Roxas' throat. He chocked and pushed away, leaning to the side to choke.

"I was ready for you, Roxas…and you weren't there to satisfy me. I know you like it…I know you want it!" Roxas' dad gripped the back of Roxas' head and forced him into his groin again.

In Demyx's house, Sora was pulled into the living room where a blue haired man sat reading a book on the couch. The new man turned around slowly and looked at Sora. Demyx patted Sora on the back nicely and pointed to the seat next to the blue haired man.

"Hey Zexy, I found Roxas! He's come to get Axel, is he still upstairs?"

"Yeah…but one problem…that's not Roxas." Zexy said this in monotone and uninterestedly. Sora's eye widened and he sweat dropped.

"Oh yeah, I forgot, I'm not Roxas." He pulled down his hood to reveal his brown spikes.

"I'm his best friend, Sora." Demyx rose and eyebrow and looked at his blue haired friend.

"So why are you here?" Zexy said this while returning to his book as if he asked but didn't want an answer.

"Um…I don't actually know myself." He giggled nervously and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Demyx raised his other eyebrow.

"…Right…"

Roxas pushed himself away from his dad, to get some air. He fell to the floor and couldn't hold himself up. Dad saw this as an opportunity and got on his knees, lying over Roxas who was on his back. The man then put his huge, hairy hand on Roxas' chest, resting all of his body weight on the teen's chest. Roxas heard another crack in the same place in his chest, he groaned in pain. He knew what was coming. Dad raised his large fist and brought it down on the boy, hard. Roxas was left with a long trail of blood leading from his nose. The trail led down the side of his face and onto the floor, dripping violently. Tears fell down either side of his face as the fist was raised again.

"So he's outside still?" Demyx put his hands on his hips and grinned.

"Uh yeah. I'll go get him and bring him in here okay?" Sora nodded and began to walk out of the house.

Roxas was bleeding really badly, his body was now in the air, being held up by his dad. He was holding the blonde teen up by the neck. Roxas gritted his teeth and tried to pry his dads' hands from his neck but was getting short of air and so gave up. His dad slammed his back against the wall behind them but didn't let go. He brought his son back and slammed him again, blood from the cuts on Roxas' back spurting onto his own face and chest. Roxas staring bleeding from the mouth, coughing up blood as dad brought his back to the wall for a third time. Then he stopped and pushed Roxas against the wall as hard as he could. The teen heard another crack and then a shatter. A bone or maybe even two had shattered in his body. His eyes widened in pain and he opened his mouth to scream, only to be blocked by his dad's tongue again. This time, almost instantly, dad grabbed Roxas' jeans and pulled the zipper down at a swift pace. Roxas shut his eyes tightly and clenched his fists. His arms were brought above his head and held there, he was trapped, couldn't move. Dad smiled evilly into the kiss and brought his large shaft to attention, using his free hand to grab Roxas' thigh and hold it so Roxas could no longer reach the ground.

"Welcome back." He entered…memories flooded into Roxas' head.

It's just like before…Axel help me…I can't do this by myself…he's gonna kill me.

Roxas screamed as dad bit the boy's bottom lip and thrust his hips towards him, getting faster and faster. Then Roxas heard small footsteps, over his dad's grunting and moaning. Roxas turned his head to the side and gasped, his dad completely ignoring him and continuing to thrust his hips in and out.

"S-Sora! He-help m-me, ah!" He groaned in pain again, Sora stood in the middle of the alley way, his face in complete shock. Sora took a step backwards and opened his mouth as if he was going to speak, he wasn't, just opened his mouth in shock. The brunette put his hands over his mouth and took another step back. Dad noticed this time and turned to face Sora.

"Get out of here you scrawny little brat! Go home!" Roxas' dad stood two steps away from Roxas' letting him fall to the floor, landing on his front. Sora gasped and took another step back as dad began to run forward. The brunette teen started to run also, he ran away, leaving Roxas alone with this animal. Roxas eyes widened, however little of Sora he saw, he could see that his best friend had deserted him in the time he needed him most.

"Sora!" Roxas shouted his name and stood up, he pulled his jeans up and zipped them up, tried to run forward but only to stumble and be pulled by the hood. Dad caught him. He screamed Sora's name again but only to be answered with another punch, this to the jaw. Roxas put his hand on his jaw and fell to his knees. His dad rested on top of him, putting all of his weight on the boy's chest as Roxas has fallen onto his back. Dad straddled the boy and put both hands around the blonde's neck. He grunted and started to push down, choking Roxas.

"When you fall unconscious I'll take you home and we can do this every day. Just like old times. You'd like that, huh?" He said this sadistically, like a maniac.

"N-no…" Roxas could barely breathe let alone talk.

"Who's going stop me? That scrawny little friend of yours?" He laughed and pressed tighter, Roxas could feel his life slipping away.

I'm not going to fall unconscious…I'm going to die…

"P-please…l-let me g-go…"

"Don't you dare think you have the right to talk at the moment…open your mouth one more time and ill make sure you can't talk again…after all talking is only the second best thing YOU can do with your mouth, Roxas." Dad grinned evilly. Roxas choked and reached upwards, he could see a faint light in the distant darkness…everything engulfed in the dark…except this one light. It seemed so happy and pure. He reached upwards and touched it. Then it disappeared and he dropped his arm. He was interrupted by a voice, not so far away, but distant…it was familiar. Roxas opened his shut eyes slightly and saw his dad still above him. But he wasn't looking at Roxas; he was looking beyond his son, in front of the two of them on the floor. The voice spoke again. This time it was clearer, Roxas could hear it.

"Get off of him…" The voice was growled and angry. Roxas couldn't see but he knew the instant he heard it. It was his Seme.

Axel…

"What did you say?!" Dad's voice sounded slightly scared, something Roxas had never heard in his father's voice before. Roxas tried to keep his eyes open, the grip on his neck got tighter. Axel sighed and set his feet firmly on the ground, and lifted his head to glare at the man strangling Roxas.

"Get off of him now…" Axel put his hands on his hips and continued to glare at the man.

"You're making my eyes bleed you fat bastard." Axel said this slowly as if stating the obvious, spacing each of the words with a small pause afterwards. Roxas gasped, he could feel sweat running down his dad's arms. Suddenly, Sora appeared from behind Axel and grabbed Axel shirt tightly, remembering what he saw moments ago. He stood half behind Axel with his hand over his mouth worriedly.

Does Axel even know who he is talking to? Dad could hurt Axel too…I won't let that happen…

Roxas grunted as he gripped his dad's arms and tried to push them away, he needed air now and heard footsteps getting closer. He groaned, his eyes flashed.

"One last chance…" Axel continued walking towards Dad and Roxas. Roxas' father loosened his grip and let go, standing up and raising his fists.

He's gonna fight Dad…he's crazy.

Roxas was left on the floor, still couldn't breath although nothing was stopping him. The blonde was just shocked that Axel had come. After days of being ignored Roxas was finally able to see him again. But still he lay motionless on the floor, as if dead.

Dad stepped forward once more and threw a punch at the redhead who was able to dodge just in time. Axel tried to push the man backwards, further into the alley to get away from the teen on the floor. Sora departed from Axel and ran to help his blonde friend. Roxas was pulled up into a sitting position by Sora, his body limp and not moving. The brunette managed to pull the blond to that he was led against the wall with Sora knelt beside him, embracing him tightly. Sora didn't know about the cracks in Roxas' bones.

"It's gonna be alright Roxas. Axel's here. So am I, we'll help you!" Sora squeezed tighter, emitting a shooting pain up Roxas' chest. He yelped quietly and shut his already closed eyes even tighter.

Axel lunged forward and managed to hit Roxas' Dad on the chest, narrowly missing the man's chin. He was aiming for the face but the man had dodged.

"You twat!" Dad was winded slightly and stumbled back but only to swing back with his leg, catching Axel's shin. Axel groaned in pain as the older man stood tall and raised a fist. Sora gasped and held Roxas with a tighter grip. The blonde's eyes still shut tightly.

Axel took three steps backwards as to take in deep breaths. Roxas' father grinned evilly and stepped forward.

This guy is tough…I can handle it.

Axel reached behind him without disturbing the eye contact he and the man had. Their eyes fixed on each other, a silence in the air. There was a large wooden crate and a small metal bar on top of it that Axel rested his hand on, gripping bar. He growled and swung forward, just missing the man's face. There was another pause as Dad stepped back and frowned.

"I see, big man with a weapon. Can't fight like a man, huh? What a waste of energy." The man stood normally, as if letting his guard down. He grinned and scoffed with his sweaty, greasy face fixed on the redhead before him, as if he was mocking the boy with tattoos under his eyes.

"Fight like a man? That's rich considering what I was told you do! I've only heard stories about you and your habits but that's nothing compared to the real thing. You're just a disgusting old grouch who lost his wife so needs other ways to satisfy himself! How could you or anyone do that to your own son?!" Roxas stirred at the mention of his mother. He clenched his fist slightly and then loosened it, loosing all strength. Sora didn't notice this and kept his sapphire eyes fixed on the animal-of-a-man stood before Axel. Roxas' dad frowned while grinning and stepped towards Sora and Roxas, bending down. He used one of his huge hands to grab Roxas' top and pull him away from Sora. Sora gasped and stood up, being ignored. Roxas was pulled into the air by his shirt, his feet just barely off of the ground. The blonde's eyes still closed, his head bowed forward, not moving. Axel's eyes widened and he stepped forward, gripping the bar in his hands tighter so his finger went white. The man holding Roxas saw how tense the brunette was and pulled Roxas towards him, so their faces were nearly touching. With an evil grin, Roxas' father pulled out his tongue and let it slid down Roxas' neck, then back up to his lips. Roxas just let him do it, any struggling would result in more pain, more broken bones. Axel frowned heavily and gritted his teeth as the large, drunk man pushed his tongue into Roxas' mouth, nearly choking him. Roxas spluttered and frowned slightly, but that was all he had the strength to do. The blood from his nose dripped into his own mouth and covered his and his dad's tongues. After a few more moments, the man pulled his tongue from Roxas' mouth and continued to hold him in the air, then turned his attention to Axel.

"Like it? I charge ten bucks." A smile hung from his face, as if he was proud of what he had just done. Was this some sort of joke to him?

He's joking at a time like this…

"Normal people don't do that…that's wrong." Axel arrowed his eyes and raised the bar slightly but not to pose a threat to the man, to get a better grip as he had lost the feeling in his fingers, they were numb. Dad stared at the blond in his grasp, then at the redhead.

"I got a weapon too…I can fight dirty."

"You've done enough of that! Put him down and leave him alone!" Axel yelled this, his throat becoming dry, his heart getting tighter and tighter with every word he spoke.

"Enough of what…? This?!" Roxas was lifted higher into the air. Then his back was smashed against the wall behind him again. He groaned in pain as more blood tricked down his back, making new stains in his already blood red shirt. Four drops landed on the floor below him, Axel saw this and glared at Dad.

"Put…him…down…"

"Do you think he can take another one without passing out? He's done well so far…wouldn't you agree?" This was said sadistically, almost as if dad took pleasure in watching his 15 year old son bleed half to death. The same evil smile stayed on his face as he pulled Roxas away from the wall and looked at Axel, as if telling him he would do it again.

"Drop that pole and I'll let him go…or do you want to see if little Roxas here and take another hit?"

"That's your son…"

"I'll take that as a 'No' then." Dad pulled Roxas back further. Roxas braced himself for another hit but was surprised when he didn't get it.

"Wait!" Axel bowed his head and dropped the bar. It clashed with the floor and sent a loud clanging sound all through the alley. Dad smiled…he had won…

"Can you put him down now?" Axel surrendered and raised his head to see the menacing grin on the fully-grown man's face.

"He's coming home with me whether you and your rat friend like it or not." Dad turned his attention to Sora and smirked. Sora frowned and stepped back. Axel shook his head slowly.

"No he isn't!" Axel clenched his fists, his knuckles going white.

"And who's gonna stop me? You have no weapon and I have the one thing that's stopping you from making a move. How do you think you can stop me?" Axel looked to the side of the man and stood back, smiling. He folded his arms and sighed.

"Don't have to."

"Wha-" Dad was cut off, he fell to his knees and then to the ground, letting go of Roxas who landed on his feet but couldn't use them to support his body weight. Roxas fell backwards, into a pair of long arms and a warm chest. Dad was knocked unconscious, the culprit? Demyx stood behind the man on the floor with another small pole in his hands, a wide grin on his face. He looked around for anyone to be paying attention to him but then noticed that Axel was holding Roxas and Sora was leaning over him with tear in his eyes. Roxas was still, not a glimmer of light in his eyes. He opened then slowly and only half open, where he looked at Axel and tried to force a smile but tears only formed. He used the last of his strength to raise his hand and touch Axel's face, sending tears to the redhead's eyes. A single drop of salty water landed on Roxas' cheek, it was a tear that belonged to Axel. Roxas managed to smile and open his mouth. He spoke with a croaky, beaten and weak voice, barely loud enough to hear.

"Axel…T-thank y-yo-" His arm dropped, his face turned to the side. Sora gasped and put a hand on his friend's face, using his thumb to wipe away Axel's tear. Demyx pulled out a cell phone and put it to his ear. Axel just shut his eyes and listened to Roxas' faint, slow heartbeat…

"I'm so sorry…"