A Life to Lead ^_^

Xion closed Tifa's door, then rocked on her feet, the images flooding her. She clenched her hands, hard enough to make the nails drive welts into her palms, then turned. "Axel, show me." She said, her voice calm, almost bland. "Show me what happened, or I"ll wait till you pass out." She went to kneel beside him.

 

(OOC: So all you know, Random Angel has chosen to give up Riku and Zexion so if anyone wants them, they are up for grabs.)

Xigbar thought of the plan and didn't say anything for a few moments. "I like how you think and when do you plan to have this game of yours take effect?" He looked at the gambler of fate out of his one yellow eye that was studying the body language of the tenth member

Cloud glanced at Demyx knowing he was trying to help him, but the blond was in no mood to mess around. "I said answer me. Why the hell are you here?" He widened his eyes to see Axel on the couch and blood oozing out of him. He had witnessed Roxas running into his room and had heard a scream earlier. Sighing he let down his sword and walked over to look at the extent of Axel's injuries.

Demyx hoped he didn't have to interfere, but now he had to worry about Axel whom was injured and for no apparant reason either. He heard a scream to from Roxas and putting the two events together it made sense why Axel had gotten hurt. Did Roxas actually hurt his bestfriend? Joining Cloud on the other side, he grimaced when he saw the slash of the cloak and blood upon it. "Oh geez. Axel..." He looked at his friend, and then starred at Cloud's blue eyes.

"Oh great." Cloud crossed his arms knowing he was in a situation. He assumed Leon wouldn't care what happened, but Axel seemed to mean something to Demyx so he walked to the cupboard and pulled out an ether and an elixer. Uncorking the bottles, he forced it down Axel's throat and stood back. He had a feeling he wasn't going to get any sleep tonight anyway.

Demyx was close in case something were to happen to the warrior, and he made sure the bottles were finished as he rubbed the liquid down Axel's throat. "You should be fine now." He took the empty bottles and handed them to Cloud.

Cloud cringed at the state of the couch and knew Tifa was going to have kittens no doubt now that the couch was completly ruined. "You just had to lay on the couch instead of the floor didn't you? Now it's ruined and a matter of fact the whole floor is messed up from where you dripped blood." He stepped around it as it seemed to be a blood bath. "This place is disgusting," the smell was getting to him and he stepped back towards the window to get some fresh air.

"Axel! Geez didn't you know you were bleeding? Are you really out of it? No don't tell me. Roxas did this to you didn't he? I heard him scream I attacked my best friend. And I thought I had issues." He scratched the back of his head. "You need to clean this up." He folded his arms and walked out of room disgusted with Axel and the state he was in. "Didn't he know he was bleeding? Common sense tells you to get the wound cleaned, patched up or get healed, not barge into someone's place and ruin their furniture," he said to out loud. "And I thought I was absent minded."

 

Xion stood up, the guys didn't seem to need her. "Tifa won't mind." she murmured, heading for the garden. "She's in her room, Cloud. And leave Axel alone." she opened the door, then glanced back, the light dancing off her hair. "You are all the other has." She closed the door behind her, then went to sit among the flowers, touching them. It smelled good here, of earth and water and light. She liked it, like it was peace. Nothing mattered here.

 

"What ever," Cloud mumbled underneath his own breath. There was no way he was staying in a place that had such an odor. How could Tifa stand it?Taking a step outside, he looked at the stars above. "Zack give me a sign anything. Let me know Aerith is with you." He wiped a tear that came to his eye pretending that he had something in it.

Demyx crossed both his arms as he leaned against the wall. Realizing that he was acting like his human friend, he leaned up and heard a familar voice. He continued to listen wishing there was something he could do to help him. He needed to get his mind off of what happened with Axel. Not that he hated the guy, but he was still upset about when he had slapped him and called him a traitor at the Altar of Naught. Demyx had a tendency to hold grudges and didn't care what anyone thought about that. Walking forward he greeted his friend who seemed out of character. "What's wrong?"

Cloud pretended nothing was wrong, but his heart told him otherwise. "Nothing. I'm fine."

"No you're not. You're crying for some reason," Demyx couldn't understand since he didn't have a heart. "What is it?"

Feeling like he had nothing else to lose, he decided to tell him. "I miss her is all. I feel like those I care about are turning away from me including Tifa. I'm hurt she wants to join Rufus. She doesn't trust me anymore and I feel lost and alone."

Demyx walked closer and stood next to him. "I wish I could help, but I don't know anything about this. No heart remember? But my advice to you is that trust those who you know you can and then go from there."

 

Gently lying down, Xion curled up among the flowers, her small form almost hidden by the petals. Their white and yellow petals tickled her skin lightly, making her giggle quietly. The sun gave her hair blue highlights, gleaming gently. Her blue eyes stood out among the petals, but if she closed them, you would never know she was there.

 

Roxas was still hundled up in his room as he tried not to cry for what he had done to Axel. He figured the flurry didn't want anything to do with him for that stunt. The realization as that he blamed Axel for seeming betraying him and Xion and he firured he would go speak to Xion about it. Gathering his strength he tipped toed downstairs cringing from the painful expression he saw in the flurry's eyes. "I'm sorry....." he said again, but did not receive any answer from Axel. The key of destiny sighed as he headed towards the garden to try to get his mind off some things. He had no idea that Xion was hiding there. "What am I going to do? He must hate me. I don't even know why I struck him. Now it will take a bit of time to to be back to his full health since it was an keyblade." He pulled his hands all of petal of a flower and pulled on it.


Two many things had happened all at once as the flurry remembered having potions forced down his throat that could of choked him to death and then angry outbursts with stupid furiture being messed up with his blood. The flurry sighed as he tried to drown all the voices that seemed to attack him all at once. If he knew this would of happend his instinct of going for help would of been an last alternative. This is why he never looked for or wanted help, because this was the result. No one really tried to help him except for Xion who didn't get mad at him. The others were too concerned about the smell of blood rather than the condition he was recently in. Not even Demyx seem to care. If he was going to be that way then that was his loss. The guy seem to be a grudge holder and it was hard for him to realize that Cloud was replacing himself in Demyx's life as an trusted friend. This was hurtful and even though the flurry had no heart to begin with, the companionship he had with the Melodious Noturne was dissolving and he could tell. His suspicion of why Roxas had attacked him didn't cross his mind at all. Nor did he care for the moment. The fiery red head glanced at his surroundings and sighed as he called forth some dusks and had them clean the mess up. "Keyblade...." He muttered as he touched the slowly healing part of his rib, but it was still sore as he tried to get up as the dusk began to clean up the mess when he got up to stretch.

Leon decided not to say anything to the flurry as he could tell that he was still out of it and still in pain. The potions were magical, but they would take some time to heal an nobody's wounds. The nobody was awake and aware, but just not responding. He didn't want to make the nobody angry though he was pissed how he came into the house like that. The dusks he saw seem to be like little janitors as they seem to clean the place fast as if nothing ever happened. Eyes widen slightly as he couldn't believe how well an nobody's servant could clean up some fast. He walked outside and saw Cloud and Demyx. "The place is all spic and span again. Kind of wierd how these nobodies clean messes up." He replied as he folded his arm.

 

Xeol looked at Demyx for somereason he could kinda see what Xemnass saw but he did not say anything. The fog wielder walked over to Cloud "so your the mortal i been hearin about" the fog wielder said before he blew into the blonds face. Xeol made his way towards Demyx "ill b roaming around so" then Xeol bumbed the water wielder with his hip "cya" the nobody said with an smile on his face as he exited out of the building.

 

"It's so peaceful here. I used to come out here and just sleep, because there was no worries." Xion spoke softly, slowly opening her life. "Don't ruin the flowers, please." she smiled a little, sitting up.

 

Cloud remained silent, the wind whistling past him as the night chill was turning into morning. He had not been able to sleep for he had to much on his own mind. Of course no one would understand the pain he was in, but the nobody was doing his best to help in anyway he could. He turned his neck to the side and heard Leon mention the place was clean. Well at least he wouldn't have to worry about being disgusted for long. Sighing with exhaustion, the morning sun's rays rose over the east and struck his blond locks filling him with a sense of purpose. A new day had begun. Yawning and blinking his eyes to adjust to the light, he stretched his arms and legs. Now all he needed was some nourishment. "Thanks," he turned to both of his friends as he went inside and got his weapon.

Demyx grinned glad he was able to help the youth even if it meant not doing anything, but standing there. "I don't see how I helped except talk to you, but I'm glad that I did something right." He went inside the place as well and glanced at Axel whom was still there. Ignoring the flame wielder, he knew Axel would be fine now that he was healed. It was true the water wielder was a grudge holder, but the eighth member had hurt him in more ways than one when he was being dragged by Xemnas to the Altar of Naught. Slapping him in the face like a enraged fiend and then calling him a traitor afterwards. That was something he couldn't forget. "If you want to talk Axel we'll speak later." He said with bitterness, not going to forgive him anytime soon unless he were to come to him and apologize himself.

With his sword in his right hand, Cloud exited the house walking past the garden and Xion with his other friend following afterwards. They needed to speak alone. Once they were in the middle of the town and high up on a roof, the blond took a seat letting his leg hang over. "So what took you so long to stop the wave?" He asked turning to him.

Looking at the bright light, the musician placed his hood over his head to conceal his identity, but also to block the intense rays that were shining in his sensitive azure orbs. He turned to face his friend, his visage revealed for his friend where otherwise it would have been shrouded in darkness. "Oh that? I had a feeling you were going to say something like that. I was with Larxene and the two of us are acting more like friends now, even though she hurt me in the past, she is starting to come around especially after the note I wrote her. So she and I were in her room and we were having a good time, but then the boss intervened and dragged myself and her to the Altar of Naught and threw me aside harshly." He left out the details for it was traumatizing to him. "So anyway I came back when I could and stopped the second wave from hitting the town afraid for your safety." He brought his legs to his chest. "I'm sorry about that. I was only trying to prove my worth in the organization."

Cloud rubbed his right hand through his hair shaking his head trying to have an open and clear mind. "Yeah well you caused a lot of destruction and..." he stopped and sighed. "What is done is done so we have to move on from that. Now if I remember correctly there was something you wanted to ask me?

Demyx smiled sadly, his sincere eyes melting and returning to his normal gaze. "Oh yes I need you to tell me as much as you know about the Turks, you know the ones that treated you like dirt?" He scooted closer to him so he would have to speak so loud.

 

Xion watched as Cloud walked past, her eyes undreadable. "I wonder if he knows.." she mused, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear as she bent to work next to Roxas. "Promise you won't tell anyone?" she smiled at Roxas, the light striking her blue eyes just enough to make them shine.

 

"Excuse me, little girl .." Nero tried grabbing Xion's attention by waving down at her from the roof of the house.He had been listening to everyone nearby for a while, but he had only chosen to make himself known now.Rufus wanted Tifa to trust him so she could help bring down the people who did this, so he was sent to watch over the ones Tifa cared for for a while, if that was okay with her.He honestly didn't know what happened between the guy and this girl, so he didn't press for an answer.All he knew was that this 'Organization' had to go ..and they'd need many people on their side.

He jumped down, approaching and stopping a few steps from Xion so she didn't feel alarmed."Is that Tifa lady home?" he asked, not trying to sound tough or mean, but to only ask a question and receive an honest answer.He wasn't here to make trouble.

 

Xion looked up at the man, trying to read him. His future was a mixture of voices, people, places. It was painful to read, and she closed her eyes, stopping it. "She's...busy, but I can go see if she's done now." Xion stood up, brushed herself off and went inside, leaving the door open a crack. She stepped into Tifa's room, gently shaking the woman awake. "Tifa? Someone wants to see you..I can't read him."

 

Well, that was easier than I thought.. Nero felt satisfied as he followed her, thankful she left the door open a crack too.The house wasn't bad, so living conditions weren't as bad as they were for the others who lost their homes and property in that flood.When Xion entered her room he stayed outside, listening to the words the young girl spoke.What did she mean by reading, he wondered.

 

Tifa slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes, then gave the girl a one armed hug. "I'll see to it, Xion. Thank you." she murmured, slowly opening the curtains, to lighten up the room..

Xion nodded, then left the room, heading back into the garden, her thoughts preoccupied with what she had seen.

 

With the girl walking past him without a word, Nero figured she was now finished judging by Tifa's response.He heard the sound of curtains opening up inside her room and moved closer to the door, knocking on it three times with his forefinger knuckle."Can I come in?" he asked, trying to maintain his manners.The better the impression, the more likely Tifa would be willing to help them.

 

Tifa looked back, then smiled, hiding her weariness. "Of course. I'm Tifa, but you seem to know that. What's your name?" she held out her right hand, the ring glinting on her finger. She must have forgotten to take it off again.

 

Permission granted, Nero gladly stepped inside.It was easier to talk to these people than he thought.At first glance Tifa was a beautiful woman, long dark hair, smooth pale skin, and a gorgeous smile to boot.She was truly something special.And she held manners as well, thank goodness for that, otherwise he'd need to set some things straight.He took that hand with his own and shook it, eyes on nothing but her own."I'm Nero ..I was sent here by Shinra to check on you ..that girl from earlier ..that's the one I might be protecting, I'm guessing?" he asked.

 

Tifa nodded, gently releasing his hand and turning to make the bed. "Her name is Xion. She's close to three months pregnant. She can fight, but I don't want her to." Bed finished, she grabbed her gloves, sliipping them into her pocket, ,then turned back to Nero. "I havent' accepted the offer yet, so why would you already be here?" Her eyes had lost none of their warmth. She didn't blame him for his master.

 

Even if the young girl was pregnant he didn't judge her by that.She was still a kind person, even with a baby inside her.He'd help out if Tifa requested it, but it wasn't his place to suddenly be in that child's life.He had no right.He nodded in understanding to all she had said."I know ..but he wants to do extra for you ..even if you didn't accept that offer, he's still going to help you as much as he can as long as you need it.You have no idea how much regret that guy has in him ..I don't know much, but after the Turks told me what he was doing, and why he began to do it ..I looked at him differently." Rufus was doing all this to try and repay humanity, and the Planet as well.That was some serious redemption, and even though the guy made some bad mistakes in the past, he was intending to make up for them.Nero's respect was towards him.

"So Xion is the only one?..I heard there were more kids.." with her back turned and nothing appropriate to look at, Nero folded his arms and looked around the room.

 

Cloud sat closer to his friend understanding what he wanted and he would tell him all that he knew. His leg hung over to the side swayed back and forth as his memories surfaced once more. "The Turks is simply their nickname for the Investigation Sector of the General Affairs Department for the Shinra Electical Company. They are known for kidnapping and assasinating others so no they are not saints and are not to meant to help others unless it serves a purpose of theirs. Complete hypocrites.I fought the Turks many times, since I was part of SOLDIER, an elite fighting task force and that was how I learned more about them and haven't forgotten the deeds they have done in the past. One of these was the death of Tifa's father as you heard when we were speaking to Tifa yesterday. They can not be trusted and only stick together." He gripped his fist before punching some coordinates into his comlink thus revealing what each of them looked like and their weapons of choice. "The member's names as follows are Reno, Rude, Elena, and Tseng. Rufus Shinra also plays a major role and acts like the leader thus being the one in charge. They all wear suits, being blue or black so you will know if you encounter one. There was one time where Reno actually did help me, but that was against a greater force, but now we are both on opposite ends of the spectrum."

Carefully studying the faces to the weapons and names, the water wielder got an idea of who the Turks were. He nodded, reading information mainly the weapons and how that could effect him in anyway. "So they are mere humans with no powers and communicate with technology. They can't disappear, or summon the darkness, or levitate or warp? Geez they sound easy to take out. Us nobodies are of the supernatural, spirits if you will. The organization will have no problem dealing with them what so ever." He rubbed his hands together. "Is there anything else I need to know?"

Cloud scanned through the profiles of the weaponery analysing some other information. "Yes, Reno uses an electro- magnetic rod and Elena uses grenades and other projectiles. The Turks also have guns so be weary of those." He pointed out.

"Guns? A human weapon? Good to know." Demyx looked at the light that was shining through the clouds and then back at his friend. He stood up stretching his arms. "So you want to get some breakfast before we have to do our job? He asked extending his hand out to the right of him like he was explaining something.

Turning his comlink to the oringal status that read the time and the location, he stood up and took a step forward. "Yeah let's do that and I know just the place." He jumped off the roof, landing gracefully on the ground, the mud getting on his boots.

Demyx lept down, landing with his right foot first followed by his left to balance the rest of his body weight. The leather cloak had some weight, but it was still manageable. "That was easy," he grinned walking alongside of him towards another destination as they both walked through the town.