A Life to Lead ^_^

Larxene's eye twitched slightly. Soon to follow was her arm, leg, and a slight grind of her teeth. Small hisses and sizzles, like that of a hot frying pan, were beginning to make their way through the thick atmosphere.
Her azure eyes lay locked on Axel, clutching Demyx in a threatening manner, and basically crushing his confident stride of which larxene herself had witnessed.
What was Axel implying? She was a slut? Oh, please, he was not doing that. He seriously wasn't.
...He was.
Larxene took one slow step back and took a breath, ignoring the sharp pains that encaved her left ribs. Obviously, some were cracked, but that was to be ignored for this moment in time.
With her speed, the Nymph took a quick step forward, holding her left leg on the floor firmly, whilst bringing her right up to connect with Axel's over-active jaw. The crack from when the contact was made echoed throughout the altar. It was like thunder, but deeper. Hopefully she had broken it.
Along with the force of the Nymph's kick, was a punch to the same spot on the flurry's jaw. Said punch was charged with electricity, all that she could hold in her small fist. The crack sent the flurry crashing to the floor, sparks still flying from his body.
"Don't you ever imply that I am a whore again, you ginger haired little fuck." She spat, glaring at Axel, summoning her Kunai in the process.

 

Staring the boy down, Xemnas walked towards him.

"No." he said menacingly

"No, you've just been pathetic, always forcing me to work around you incompetence to make things work."

He had had enough of this nonsense. Patience only can go so far when one was this close to their prize. No one would ruin his hopes with childish stupidity, no one. Twisting his fingers, the superior summoned his aerial blades, one to solve each problem.

"I am going to relieve myself of your incompetence and her rebellious streak, in two strokes."

 

Xion opened her eyes, their intense blue burning. "Roxas...Axel. Demyx, Axel, Larxene, Roxas." she trembled, then reached out. "Roxas, can you save Axel and Demyx? Help them, they need help they need..." she drifted off, new images assaulting her.

 

As soon as Tifa's eyes were off him entirely, Rude broke into a run towards the market place."Gift gift gift gift gift-" he muttered, wanting Tifa to think a little higher of him.With the time away from the others, he could stand out with her, and become important perhaps as well.Determined to do something nice, Rude flew past a half drowned flower shop and scanned over all the flowers.Oh, but what should he get?

Roses?

Violets?

Chocolates?

Jewelry?

A puppy?

CONDOMS!?

...

Just the Roses.

Quickly asking the lady how much they cost, as soon as the lady mentioned 5 munny for a single rose, Rude instantly had it down on the table, then took off again.Using his Tifa senses, Rude jumped past debris, trash, boxes, whatever was in his path as he made his way to the goddess of fists.

His senses reacting strongly now, Rude came to a stop just outside of the alley she was walking through, but was sure to be out of sight.Knowing he only had moments left to make preparations, Rude raised his hand to his mouth and blew, sniffing the aroma up to check his breath.

...

It would work.

Reassured, Rude stepped forward and casually glanced down the alleyway Tifa was in.

What a surprise!

"Tifa?..wh-what are the odds of this?" he kept the rose behind his back and tried acting casual ...yeah, casual.Reno always made it look easy ..but he was different, he couldn't be so smooth.

 

Tifa smiled at Rude, her eyes warm. "What a surprise, Rude. What are you doing here?" she asked, stepping closer to him. "What do you have?" He was sweet, in an odd way. She smiled inwardly, then let it show.

 

Such an innocent soul. he thought as he nervously took a step back, looking towards the ground as if it held the answers to what he was meant to do.Should he be more ..'playful', as Reno called it? Should he act tough and heroic?

Well, he'd try it his way first ...here we go.

"Erm ..I was near the market and ..I thought to myself ..'Maybe Tifa needs something to smile about' ...so I ..got you something." taking a silent deep breath, Rude raised the single Rose towards her, looking up slowly to see her reaction."..It isn't much but ..I just wanted to do something for you."

 

Tifa's eyes widened slightly, then she smiled with pleasure, gently taking the rose from him. "It's so pretty...how did you find it in all of this?" she murmured, stroking the petals gently. Her eyes took in every little detail she could see. It was a perfect rose, really. The brightest shade of red she had seen in a while.

 

Rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, Rude tried remembering back to a few minutes ago."Well ..the flower shop in town was soaked, but still a little bit in tact ..and she was trying to sell some flowers at a cheap cost to help pay for the damages and ..I picked out the best flower I could and ran off without another word."

 

Tifa smiled, then hugged him, still holding the flower. "Thank you so much, it was really sweet." she murmured, her eyes warm. "You shouldnt' have spent any money on me at all, but it's really sweet." She wondered offhandedly why Cloud never did what Rude was doing, then mentally shrugged.

 

Leon felt bad for his friend having to hear him speak of himself like that even though it was true. Cloud was avoided by others and Leon didn't want him to think that he had to be anymore. "Cloud, I know what you're going through and I want to tell you that you won't be going through this on your own. I'll be at your side." He lay a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We're in this till the very end."

Roxas shook his head as he refused to go back to castle the one who where he was already a traitor. He was fighting with his emotions about his friends though and felt deep guilt that he could not help them. "I can't Xion. I am a traitor remember? If I step foot there they will kill me. I don't want our unborn baby to grow up without a father nor do I want you to witness a burden like that.."


Axel shook his head, but his expression did not leave him. Once again he had found himself collided with the floor before like Xenmas had done to him eariler. There were more pains and aches and probably broken ribs from this fall, but he not dare scream out. The pressure from his chest and jolted pain from his jaw caused the laugher to fade. The jaw was throbbing, as he licked his lips and then wiped his mouth gazing at the metallic liquid forming from it. It was beginning to drip out of his mouth and he spit it out until he was able to stop swallowing blood. She had not broken it, but he hoped that she broken her fist. "You ****ening Btch! What the hell is wrong with you? Wait a minute...Demyx does not need your protection. Actually now I think of it your constant wanting to be around him makes me sick. Although, this is the only time you acknowledge me is when we get in a fight. This is the only damn time. How ironic and sad for your part," that you don't know what kind of two timing whore you really are!" His eyes flared with fury as in the back of his mind he wondered what other red head guy she thought that he was talking about. In his own mind he was blaming her for leaving Reno like that. "Take a wild guess if your dense mind still does'n't grasp the possibility," Slowly even though the electricity was still on him he felt it also energizing his power's as well. "You lead guys on as if they are your damn little puppets And why would I care? What do you think you selfish self consumed woman," He didn't bother to explain what he meant nor was he going to paint her a picture either.The pain and emotional hurt was lifted from his eyes replaced with dark rage. Flinging his foot forward the flurry let his body heat up as he forced his foot on her face and thrusted down. If she tried to lay a finger on him again she would receive second degree burns. He was aware of her Kunai were showing now and this only intensified his anger even more. "This ends now..." His eyes more narrowed and darken than anything the flurry of dancing flames placed his hands in a upward motion as a rumbling was heard as two spiraling metallic weapons shot out from the ground spinning rapidly and into his clutches. They were the chakrams that he used to build the mote for the extra water down in the Hallow Bastion. "Why are you turning my friend against me? Is this your little sick way to get what you want?" Now in his grasp the flurry stepped foward fiercely his phantom like shadow piercing up speed as he back handed the savage nympth in the chest with his weapons slicing into her cloak. He then stepped back his concentration on her and forgetting all about anyone else in the area except himself and her. His weapons swung forward in defense though he would keep his distance a small bit to deal with her manevers. The blood was rushing through his veins like if a long forgotten adreline had florished from it. He hadn't battled in a while and was thirsty to fight a worthy opponent. A satisfying smirk had run across his lips though it hurt a little, but he didn't care as he would bare through the pain. He has had worse afterall. Xenmas nothingness and darkness powers were more draining than what he has encounter before.

The asassins and dusks were busy still spying on the Turks though a few of them left to report that they had seen some other guy with silver hair. The majority of them stayed although the assassins were hidden in the ground and blended in. If threatened they could explode upon contact if anyone tried to harm them, that is if they wanted to rise up from the ground.

 

Xion smiled a little, then held out her hand. "I'll protect you." she murmured, her blue eyes shining. She had to help. She coudlnt' just watch these visions again. "Please? He's our friend, he's going to hurt himself." She stood up, taking his hand. "We can do it together, we're the keyblade weilders. We can do this." She knew they could.

 

Roxas hesitated as he looked at Xion as if he was unsure of himself. One part of him was saying she could protect him, but another part of him was saying it was too dangerous. "I can't chance you getting hurt. You are preganant afterall." He touched her hand anyway. She was right that they fight together, but still it could be dangerous.

 

She smiled. "I could get hurt walking from one end of the street to the other, but I wont' stop walking." She concentrated, then pulled up a Portal, pulling Roxas through. "Besides, they would help us if we were in trouble. I'm not showing yet, so we'll be fine. As long as Xemnas doesn't know."

 

"..Are they still following us?"

"..Yeah, persistent creeps ..want me to take care of 'em?"

"No ..we stop, and wait it out."

Everyone stopped, waiting for the Nobodies to leave the area.

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"It ...it was nothing ..anything for you." Rude blushed and looked away nonchalantly, as if the hug didn't affect him at all.Oh, but it did ..he was warm now, very warm.A hug was only something Rude could dream of when it came to Tifa ..and he considered himself lucky she talked to him in the first place."..So ..erm ..did you ever want to ..go out and do ..something?" he asked awkwardly, holding back from stuttering.

He was growing bolder, something he may soon regret in the future.

 

Tifa smiled at him, but she shook her head. "I have to find Xion before the girl gets into trouble again." She pulled Rude down an alley, her eyes narrowed for a second as a few people passed by. "I remember I got into a lot of trouble at her age." she murmured, letting go of his hand to slip on her gloves.

 

He didn't exactly mean at that very moment, but he'd drop the subject.Being with her was good enough for him ..but about these kids ..Xion.

"..Can you tell me a little about them?"

 

Larxene staggered back slightly, clutching her chest tightly. She still held her icy glare the Axel, her body charged with enough electricity to fry food upon. Her anger flared higher – if it were possible – at the words Axel had spoke of how she had ‘turned Demyx against him’; what a load of bullshit. “I fail to remember me speaking one word of discouragement towards your and Demyx’s comradeship. Why would I do that?” With a patronising smile, the Nymph again appeared closer to Axel, just to his right, and cut several times within a matter of seconds at his forearm. To finish her multiple slashing, she kicked out her leg, a fraction of a moment after her mêlée, and hit behind the Flurries knee in a hope to send him to the floor again.
She took a step back, staring at the red head with a furious expression upon her features yet again. “I once held respect for you, Axel. You were the only member that was probably worth half the time I would spend conversing and taunting. Heck, at one point I felt admiration towards you; you got the job done, and with style, too. You were probably the only one who had the same taste for fighting as me. It’s evident that you had never had that same look, and I’m glad, because now I know never to look at you with an ounce of respect as I once did.” At that she concluded her miniature rant.
Feeling the air go heavy with humidity, and clouds gather above, her eyes shone a deeper azure than usual, willing to tear the Flurry to pieces before her leader. The humidity, it brought more static to the air, therefore powering her up more. Each square inch of her body was buzzing with the adrenaline of a fight, charging with the power and will to go on until an inch of fading.

 

Tifa brushed her hair back, thinking. "Xion...she has some ability to see the future, or such. She also has issues thinking around people close to Sora, but Aerith hadn't told me why..I don't really know more then that."

 

Luxord listend to Xigbar that made him different compaired to the other nobodys he was cortious and had patience. The Gambler of Fate watched the wave the force of water would increase the damage that was already dealt to the town. "i do see what number 9 was attempting to do i quet applause that. But dear free shooter there is other methods that could have been taken into consideration Demyx should of thought about also like you stated he does have an considerable amount of potential that cant be denied but like he should of known always seek out our superior before actions are dealt" he said to the one eyed nobody. The Gambler sighed "well nothing us Gentlemen can do about it now the damage was already dealt and we cant dwindle our time upon matters we cant controll" Luxord said to Xigbar.

Xeol took a few minuts to look around and he put his ear agianst the door. The fog wielder did not hear any sound and the curiosity inside him was eating him alive. Xeol clossed his eyes making his body turn into fog he got low to the ground and made the fog mass very thin. The fog wielder silently creeped through the bottom of the door going through the crack. Xeol looked around while he was still fog very close to the ground being realy thin he could see an computer and even an little book. Xeol decided to start to head up the stairs he silently made his fog body go up the stairs still staying close to the ground.

 

Cloud agreed and shook Leon's hand making the promise. "Now let's see what the others are up to?" He headed down the steps making sure not to bump his head on the way down the ladder. Jumping off the bottom step, he walked into the room and saw Cid sitting there sadly, as a body was on the couch. Fear and horror struck Cloud, as he pulled back the sheet to see that it was Aerith. His breath quickened and he gripped his head to calm himself down. "No." Aerith He couldn't deny it anymore. Sniffing and forcing himself not to cry, he wondered who had found the body of her. He remembered Reno and the others laughing about something when they came back to the house, and Reno insulting Leon. He could only assume and wanted answers. "Leon we need to find those Turks. I'll keep in contact with you through the comlink. Just follow me." Not thinking and being blinded with anger, he ran out of the house, onto the soaking wet road seeking answers at who had found her, what time, how long had she been lying there for, was anyone else involved. The water was still there making it difficult to run in some areas, so he ended up bounding to the rooftops one after another, his sword in hand as he always kept it on him.

Xigbar twirled his guns and he pretended to shoot things as he was now bored. He would wait for the wave to hit the town and bring the humans out of hiding. "Hey Luxord, while we're waiting let's play one of your card games. I'll let you even choose." He hung upside off of a ledge.

"NO BOSS!" Demyx screamed out for his life, unable to move being frozen with fear. No this wasn't happening. Xemnas had lost it and was prepared to strike Larxene and him both down. He couldn't fight, yet alone get up and the only thing he could do was summon his power to get away, but the fear inside of him was preventing him from doing so. The fear of being called a traitor if he were to fight back or get away. He could only dodge, and then explain to the boss that if he did bring out his sitar it was for his own protection. That would have to be his excuse. At the same time a brutal battle was breaking out between the flurry of dancing flames and the savage nymph and the melodious nocturne wished he could stop the fight. It was pointless and only making the situation worse. If he escaped all of this in one piece, Demyx hoped Xemnas would calm down, come to reason and hear him out about what he wanted to say and everything that had happened which would still make him loyal to the organization.