A/N from A.C.: This chappie gave me a load of problems. Grrr.

"Saix... We're all really getting tired of this. I know what happened and you just added years and years to your sentence here." Roxas sighed softly.

"... Well, I did not eat him... So, there is that, right?" Saix grinned, leaning forward on the couch a bit.

"Honestly? That's all you have to say?" The counselor narrowed his eyes, "You must feel regret or something! You killed Marluxia."

"So? I had to. You all need to realize that I needed to do that, and I needed to do all the other things that I did." Saix leaned back in his seat, letting out a huff of breath, "You do not understand."

"Then explain it to me. Tell me what possibly makes you think that you need to do this!"

Getting up from the couch, the blunette quickly crossed the small space between the counselor and himself. He tightly gripped the blond's shirt and pulled him to his feet, "You do not need to know why. Just mind your business."

"Let go of me this instant!" Roxas yelped, struggling to get out of the prisoner's grip.

"I do not think so. You just-"

A loud creak sounded out in the room as the door was pushed open, the prison's medic stepping through the door. "Hello? Strife, I need to borrow Marluxia's records."

Saix quickly dropped the counselor and moved to sit back on the couch before Professor Hojo's yellowish eyes zeroed in on him. The medic looked back over to Roxas and crosses his arms over his chest, oblivious to the blunette prisoner making faces behind his back.

The blond shook his head and moved over to his desk, opening a drawer and shuffling through some files, "Why do you need it?"

"Rufus told me I had to call his family and tell them what happened, blah blah." Hojo huffed, "I offered to dissect the body, but of course Rufus said no."

Roxas sighed and handed the file to the medic, "Of course."

"Thank you, Rox-"

Saix groaned aloud as the door swung open a second time. He watched as Xemnas ran into the room in a panic and looked at Hojo, "Medic! Reno's unconscious in the showers!"

Hojo turned to face the flustered guard and looked over the rim of his glasses, "Honestly? Wonderful." He shook his head and looked back at Roxas, "Thanks again for the papers."

The counselor gave a small nod, "You're welcome."

"Xemnas..." Hojo turned to face the guard only to be met with a sight he really did not want to see.

Saix had the silver-haired man pressed hard against the wall of the room, their lips locked in a rough kiss that was all tongue and teeth. The prisoner had his hands buried in the silky silver hair, pulling the guard closer to the kiss but pushing his body harder against the wall. Golden eyes were closed in pure bliss, while Xemnas' ambers were wide and full of panic.

"Hey... Strife? Your pet's making out with the guard." Hojo said, trying to hold in his amusement.

"What?" The blond turned around to see and let out a low groan, "Oh, son of a bitch... Honestly, Saix?"

The blunette pulled away from the guard and glared over his shoulder at the counselor, "Can you not just let me have a moment alone?"

Roxas walked over to him and pulled him away from the other man by the back of his shirt, "No. No, I can't."

"Well, that is certainly a shame, hmn?"

NWNWNWNWNW

Nero let out a low sigh, sitting on one of the weight lifting benches in the small work out room that the prisoners were allowed to. He watched Weiss lifting the rather large barbells, one in each hand, before falling back to lay on the bench.

"Brother?" Weiss dropped his weights and stretched his arms above his head, "Are you alright?"

"Hmn? Yes, of course, Brother. Just a little tired, I suppose." The raven-haired man smiled at the older male and sat back up. "Do you think they're going to send Saix away?"

The elder of the two looked over his shoulder at the two stoic guards at the door before he went to sit beside his sibling. He kept his voice quiet, "I'm not sure. He doesn't seem to be getting better."

"But... Roxas... He's a good person," Nero retorted quietly, "He wouldn't do that."

"He would if he were told to, Brother. You must remember, that subordinates follow orders. Same as you and I did before. They do it here too. If Roxas were ordered to sign Saix off to somewhere else... He'd have to do it."

"No... No, he can't!" Nero caught himself raising his voice and fell quiet again, "No. Saix has to stay here."

"He's raped people, killed people, and tried to eat people on more than one occasion, Nero."

Bright crimson eyes narrowed as the younger man stood up from his spot, "He has to stay here, Weiss. He can't leave."

"What are you talking about? Why can't he go?" Weiss got to his feet, following his sibling as the younger man moved toward the door.

"I need to go talk to Roxas."

"No." Weiss' voice was cold, demanding, "You're staying here."

"Excuse me?" Nero turned on him, his sparkling eyes nearly flashing in his anger, "You can't order me around anymore!"

"Yes I can. I'm your brother. I can order you to do whatever the fuck I want you to. You have to listen to me. You don't have a damn choice. I could easily kill you."

"You don't have the guts! You wouldn't kill me! You were afraid to fuck me because you thought you'd hurt me too much the first time! You're pathetic when it comes to hurting me!" Nero laughed, "Don't tell me you'd kill me because I know for a fact that you wouldn't!"

"Alright, alright." One of the guards stepped over and stood between the brothers, facing Nero. "No fighting. Let's get you to Mister Strife, 42."

The other guard walked over to the older of the two siblings and took his wrist in hand, "Back to your cell, 34."

"Good," Nero sneered, glaring at his brother, "I don't want to be near him anymore!"

"We share the same cell, dipshit!" Weiss shouted in angry retort, "You're gonna have to be near me at some point!"

A sharp smack to the head halted the older sibling from any other comment as his brother was led from the room. The guard tugged on his wrist to get him to start walking, "Follow me, 34. No getting ahead of yourself. You keep acting this way toward your cellmate and there'll be trouble."

"He's just a stupid bitch anyway..." Weiss growled, ignoring the slight pain in his heart, "I don't even know why I keep him around..."