As soon as the superior asked about Zexion I knew something was up. Well, that and he also had papers of his own scattered on his desk (it's usually pretty bare). I should check up on him. I flicked my wrist and summoned a corridor to the sixth floor and I stepped through, it led me to the library. Which after about thirty minutes it was clear he wasn't in there... which is a clear indicator of something. I walked to his room then, knocking softly three times. "Zexion...?"

A muffled come in was heard to my relief. So I went in to find Zexion lounging on his bed reading what seemed to be a copy of Hamlet. "Hello Seven." His silver fringe obscured his face at the moment. "Was there something you needed?" He carefully bookmarked the page he was on and gently closed the book (which seems the only kind of thing he shows any sort of emotion toward).

"Yes, there is..." He sat up properly and looked at me, it was unsettling at how pale he was. I mean, he was pale... but he looks unusually pale. "...but first, are you okay?"

"Yes, I had a bit of a migraine earlier but it has passed." Zexion folded his hands on his lap. "Now what was it you needed?"

"The Superior was asking me about you... like he commented you seemed tired and I replied you give us both a lot of paperwork. He gave both of us a month and a half to do all of it. But he also had handwritten notes on his desk and... an-" Zexion motioned for me to stop, although he frowned a bit.

"It seems he wants to use Kingdom Hearts to return hearts, but not all. Only a few it seems. Those notes are him trying to remember the data from Radiant Garden. But it seems Kingdom Hearts is not his true desire."

I most likely looked like an idiot standing there with my mouth wide open. "What."

"The Superior pulled me up into his office today. To talk. So I did, he asked me about what I recalled on the notes from back then. I played dumb. He seemed to believe it. That was not all that happened though. He took my up onto the Altar and showed me Kingdom Hearts... " He sighed a bit and ran his hand through his hair. "But then he looked at me, not observing. Not in anyway he looks at anyone else, he looked at me with desire. Not just simple one, it was strong." He shook his head. "Then I felt a sharp 'pain' in my chest, I couldn't tell if it was an illusion or not... so I told him I had a migraine. He looked far too concerned and sent me on my way." He looked me directly in the eyes.

"That Bastard..." I was so angry, how dare he even think about anyone like that. Let alone try to get him alone, Zexion is no physical fighter. I want to hit him so hard right now. I remained quiet although it was probably quite clear I was angry.

It must've been a little while, but I heard Zexion speak up. "Sai'x?"

"...Yes?"

"Kingdom Hearts is closer completion than I had thought it to be."

I looked at him, he was calm... but god I wanted to hurt someone. I slammed my fist into the wall (rather than at Zexion, he didn't deserve my rage). "He what!" I remember yelling before I fully went berserk.

I only had a matter of seconds to dodge Seven's claymore. He was a loose canon, seemingly even more so regarding me. He had no idea what he was doing clearly. "Seven!" He swung again, I thought I moved out of the way, but part of the guard (it wasn't the blade fortunately) connected with my leg. This was clear due to the all too loud crack of my fibula. "Dammit Seven!" I summoned my Lexicon and cast reflect. His berserker mode was no longer than thirty seconds. Before I could finish casting the spell he brought his claymore back around and threw it. I hissed as soon as it connected with my torso, directly below my rib cage. He then promptly pinned me to the wall. He had no idea what he was doing of course... "Sai'x! Stop!" In that instant a dormant memory resurfaced...

I awoke to a loud crack. What was it? I quietly slid out of my bed, my small feet making a small thud as they connected with the ground. There was muffled yelling, my father and another. Then a loud thud was heard. It was scaring me. Would mother be mad if I went to her? I hope not, for I had already started towards their bedroom. The door was cracked, enough so that I could slide in without having to push it open further. "Mother?" She was sitting upright on the bed.

"Ienzo?" She looked over to me, and got up. "You should be asleep dear."

"I know, but the noises woke me up. I don't know what they are..." I met her halfway and she leaned down to be close to me.

"Noises?"

"The yelling, and the thud..." Her eyes opened at this, she hugged me and I believe she placed her favorite necklace on me.

"Ienzo, your father and I love you very much, I want you to know that. Right now I need you to go into my closet and stay there. Do not leave it." I frowned a bit. She kissed me on the forehead and ran her hand through my silver locks (which I inherited from her). She gave me a gentle push over towards the door and I quietly went in, backing myself to be even with the boxes. I could still see her through a small slit in the door, I grabbed a hold of the small locket that hung around my neck.

"Well well well, it's been a while Lorelei."

"Oh, it's you." After a small stare down between her and whomever the other was I heard the sharp, silencing sound of metal hitting flesh. My eyes opened wider, I wanted to scream but I could only feel my throat tighten. There was so much screaming, they cut her so many times, she was now dressed in red... I had backed myself up against the wall of her closet, tears streaming down my face. I was shaking so badly... He was about to cut her again, but he was hit by a poker from the fire place.

"You son of a bitch." Oh thank go-

"Aw that's cute, why don't you two have a crimson funeral?" He hit him, with the knife. He hit the ground and stopped moving, my mom screamed. Dad? My throat felt so tight, I wanted to scream... but I couldn't I stood there. I couldn't do anything but watch. She had looked over towards the closet and let out a sob.

"Y-You c-can't..." I closed my eyes. This can't be real. No. I am in a dream. A very lucid dream.

"Yo, Cos. I think there's a kid."

"What?"

"There's a child's room down the hall and pictures of a kid."

I heard a laugh. "Lorelei, no one told me you had a kid... perhaps he shouldn't find his mommy and daddy like this." He opened the closet (I sensed the moonlight on my eyelids) and after a few seconds of silence grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out. I opened my eyes to see I was face to face with him. He was covered in blood. "What a shame, cute kid too." I heard my mom let out a strangled cry.

"Dude, we ain't got much time... hurry it up."

"Sander, hush. I know." I felt a sharp pain in my side, he dragged the blade deeply across my torso, right below my rib cage. Then I was thrown like a rag doll over by my parents. I didn't move. I kept my eyes open, they left quickly. I wanted to scream, would anyone hear me? I pulled myself up, seeing the scene I had wished to avoid. Mom? Dad? Please tell me it's a dream... I made my way over to my mother. She wasn't breathing. Neither of them were. She was still warm, I curled up into her belly and I think I was crying. I don't even know how long I was there. But after some time people showed up...

"Shit man... what kind of monster would do this?"

"A twisted one, Tim. Get a paramedic."

"Why?"

"The kid is still breathing."

"Okay." I heard footsteps and yelling. I peered over just a bit to see this man trying to coax me away from my mother. I will not move. No.

"You said you needed a para- oh my..."

"Yes we did, although you'll need to get the kid away from his mom... he's not budging." I gripped tighter into her torn nightgown and after a minute the man had left, a young blunette took his place.

"Hello there sweetie, I'm Aqua." She paused and looked at me, "I know you want to be with your mom right now, but you got hurt pretty badly and she won't be too happy if you don't get that looked at... so do you think I could bandage it up for you? So that way your mom knows you're okay?" She seemed nice, although I know my mom wouldn't know... but I was feeling so woozy. "Please?" I looked up at her, her blue eyes full of worry. I frowned a bit and let go of my mom for the final time, Aqua (was it?) had caught me and gently placed some gauze onto my side. She pulled out some bandages and a needle. Then some sort of solution I think... My vision became flecked with black and I wanted to close my eyes badly... I grabbed onto her sleeve and then it all faded to black...

I snapped out of my berserker mode only to have my hands clasped tightly around Zexion's throat. I looked into his eyes to see he was absolutely petrified and crying. He was crying. I let go immediately and backed away. "...Zexion?" He didn't answer, he balled himself up kind of. I saw his hand clasped around his left side, covered in blood. Oh god. "Zexion, please answer me?" I summoned dusks to start to clean up any damage. He let out a muffled sob. "I'm so sorry... I- I..."

"...It's not your fault."

"I attacked you. It's all my fau-" He looked up at me, my amber eyes meeting with his sapphire ones.

"You triggered a memory." A memory? Right. He doesn't have too many of those.

"Zexion... I..."

"Please get me the elixir on my desk." I did and quickly handed it to him, he drank it and it had (thankfully) stopped the bleeding.

"I'm so sorry..."

"Stop apologizing. You cannot control the 'rage' you harbor." He wiped the tears off of his face, he looked at them curiously. "...Hm."

"What?"

"Apparently the direct emotions from that memory transferred to me... Or I cast them upon myself..." He shook his head. "Seven, get the First Aid Kit from my bathroom, it's underneath the sink." I promptly got up to retrieve it. I returned to see Zexion casting a seal unto himself, it changed his clothes (he changed into his pajamas). His cloak still lay on the ground (since he slid it off right after he started talking to me).

"Shit..." I looked at his lower leg to see it freshly bruised and slightly pushed in.

"Seven, you'll need to bandage this... there's a splint in the kit. Lay that on my leg after you place a thin layer of gauze on it." Zexion placed his hands on his leg (where it was injured) and moved them, a loud crack was heard a few moments later. "I snapped the bone back into place. Although I will be unable to walk for a bit." He told me exactly how to wrap it as I was doing so, figures he would know. I apologized every other minute until he told me to shut up.

"Okay, all done." Seven removed his hands from my newly wrapped leg, I looked into his eyes. Worry. Fear. Anger. He was "mad" at himself for attacking me. He had not intended to. I was not "mad" at him for it in turn. Although to my credit he moves faster than I had thought.

I pulled myself up, well I tried to then he picked me up and placed me gently on my own bed (which sustained no damage). "I am going to rest now... Make
sure to take my cloak and destroy it." It had to be disposed of immediately, or else I left a risk factor up in the air.

"Zexion, how are we going to explain this?"

"I fell and a few of my spell books hit my leg after I tripped down a small set of stairs since I was inattentive and missed a step."

"But part of your leg is broken."

He pointed to some gigantic books on his desk. "They are heavy and at least weigh ten to twenty pounds per book. I 'should've had the dusks' get them for me." Which I did in the first place. I can barely carry one on my own. There were only three there.

"Oh... ok. How long do you think the elixir will take to fully kick in."

"At least a few days." He frowned just a bit, and I slid under my covers. He took the hint and left. I looked up at pale blue ceiling, "thankful" VII turned the lights off and I sighed. The once horrid night that I forgot now fresh on my mind. There was no way I was to sleep this night.
It was odd, how I cried the same tears and felt the same pain Ienzo once did...
It's the start of a whole new nightmare...

A/N:

"...dressed in red... "- She was covered in blood.

"...crimson funeral"- he was going to drench them in their blood (i.e. Red rather than black)

"...he was absolutely petrified and crying."-Zexion subconsciously self cast the memory as an illusion and the emotions transferred, Sai'x thought he had caused it.

"...elixir on my desk."- A cure elixir, mixed by Zexion himself (since potions don't do too much and he clearly can't cast a cure panel in this situation). It gradually heals his wounds.

So yeah, there's Sai'x flipping his shit and accidentally attacking Zexion. The very person he wants to protect. Nice. Great thing to write on a valentines day.

So It never actually says what happens to Ienzo's parents but for the sake of this they were murdered and he witnessed it, causing him to go mute due to the trauma of the incident. (Hence the reason why he's saying he can't scream.)

It's an AU so Aqua can totally be an EMT.

Be she also seems really nice, so I could see her liking children or healing people before she became a keyblade master.

I would also think Zexion would suffer from "nightmares" that is really just a horrid memory or his subconscious casting an illusion on himself and he can't wake from it. (I also think he can self-cast his element on himself by this logic.)