A/N from A.C.: A little fill in with both nutso Sai-Sai and Nero and Weiss~ Wheee~
An angry growl left the blunette's lips when he heard the sound of boots walking down the hall toward his cell. He looked down at the body in the center of the small area and smirked. Now, what would be the best way to approach this?
Reno's loud voice rang out in the hall, the light from the flashlight he held was swinging casually as he walked, "Marl'? Yo, ya here? 'm sorry I yelled atcha!"
Saix cringed with disgust at the first thought that came to his mind. He crouched down beside the guard's body and dragged his fingers in the fresh blood on the mutilated stomach. He brought his now bloody fingers away from the guard and smeared it all over himself. Occasionally he had to get more of the blood to decorate his clothes and skin. He ripped up the prison jumpsuit a little so it looked like someone attacked him.
"Perfect..." He whispered to himself. He got to his feet and faked his limp over to the door. Gripping tightly onto the iron bars, Saix let out a soft cry, "Help..!"
(In the next cell over, Weiss rolled his eyes. Roxas, on the other hand, looked confused. He let out little muffled grunts from under Nero's hand. The younger brother 'shhh'ed him and pulled him closer on the cot they were sharing.)
Reno went up to the blunette's cell, "What's goin' on, Sai?" He brought the flashlight up to shine on the prisoner and gasped, "Shit! Yer covered in blood! What 'appened?"
The blunette let out a low whine, "H- He tried to hurt me... He tried to hurt me..."
"Who..?" Reno swung the light around the cell until it landed on the pink-haired guard's body. He quickly covered his mouth and gagged a bit, "Oh fuck... What the hell happened?"
"I- I had to!" Saix cried, "I had to do it!"
"'Had to'?" Reno squawked, "Wha' would make ya think ya 'ad ta do somethin' like tha'?"
Gripping tightly onto the bars of the cell door, Saix let out a keening whine, "H- He tried to hurt me first! He tr- tried to do what X- Xemnas did to me! I- I had to!"
The redhead sighed softly, looking from the blunette to the dead guard and back again. He ran a shaky hand through his hair and nodded slightly, "I need to go get Rufus…" He turned on his heel and began walking down the hall.
NWNWNWNWNW
Roxas paused in his petting of Nero's hair, "What do you think happened?"
He had to admit, he had grown quite fond of the two brothers during his little stay despite the fact that he was basically forced in the cell against his will. So far throughout the night, he had only heard screaming in both anger and pain. He was not sure what was going on and every time he tried to ask about it, the younger brother would clap a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet.
"I'm not sure." It was Weiss that answered his question, "But I have a feeling that we'll find out soon."
The blond sighed, going back to petting the thick black hair of the younger brother, "If you say so…"
"Brother is always right." Nero said with a soft hum.
Roxas smiled softly, "I know, I know." From all the time he has spent with the two brothers, he has learned more than from all the counseling sessions Weiss has had since he first arrived.
He learned that Weiss could be quite bossy and demanding, but Nero was quiet and rarely raised his voice in anger. He also learned about the brothers' past and how they wound up in prison in the first place. Of course, it had been Nero that told him, because according to Weiss, 'No little government rat needs to know anything about us.' While Roxas tried to tell him that none of the information would be going to the government, the older brother would hear none of it.
Though, what Roxas did learn might help in his mission to fix the brothers and somehow lessen their sentence at the prison. When he told Nero, the younger man was completely ecstatic, pulling the small blond into a big bear hug. However, when the raven-haired brother told his sibling, Weiss' reaction was much different. He had snarled and struck his brother across the face. Nero quickly backed away, bowing and muttering quick but meaningful apologies.
To Roxas, it seemed that more than just looks and over all attitudes was different between the two brothers. They were like black and white… Dark and light… The two seemed to be on completely different sides about almost everything but they still showed passionate love for each other.
He tried to give that harsh reaction reason. He tried to say 'Well, it's probably just because Weiss has been stuck in prison for so long…'
But Nero quickly dispelled that reasoning by snapping at him for disrespecting his brother, 'Weiss is a very nice person. He's quite the softie when he's in a good mood.'
Right now, Roxas was thinking that the brothers must have some sort of mental illness… Could they be medicated for it? Could it be cured?
"Mister Strife..?" Nero's soft voice met his ears and tore his thoughts away.
"It's just Roxas, Nero." The blond sighed, "What's wrong?"
The younger of the brothers snuggled close to the counselor and hugged him, pressing their chests together. "Brother said you must leave us soon…" He nuzzled the soft blond hair, "You will visit us here, right..? So we can see you more..?"
Is Nero getting attached to me? The blond blinked and looked dumbstruck for a moment before nodding, "Yes, of course I'll visit you."
The usually smooth dry accent was rushed and barely able to be understood as he happily hugged the counselor tighter, "Yay! Good! Brother and I like it when you are here!"
"And I like being here." He gave a genuine smile to the younger brother. He really did like spending time with them. They were so different from everyone else. Maybe soon he could figure out what kind of mental illnesses, if any, the brothers were suffering from.
"Roxas…" Weiss spoke up from his cot, "I think you should be going now…"
The blond nodded slightly, untangling himself from Nero, "Yeah, I know."
The younger brother gave a small wave, "Goodbye, Roxas."
As he left the brothers' cell, making sure to lock it up, the thought about the mental state of the two entered his mind again. They were the strangest patients he's ever seen… If he could fix them… Who knows what would happen?