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Finding Lost Dreams	By : Lanie12777 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: I am so very sorry for being gone so long, I never intended to take this much time for a chapter. I struggled with it quite a bit, as I lost my focus on it during the holidays as I was working and had such limited time on the computer. I hope you guys enjoy it!

Big thanks to Vitty Rose for reading over this for me, you�re awesome Cynthia!

Chapter 20

Sora trembled as he lay curled in on himself in the trunk of Xemnas� car. The man had not trusted him to stay put in the backseat, so he�d waved a gun in Sora�s face and all but pushed the terrified teen in the cramped space.

�One noise and I go straight for dear old Max and put a bullet right between his eyes,� the man threatened as he smirked down on Sora before slamming the trunk lid shut. His warning ensured that Sora would not try to scream for help.

Sora blinked back the tears burning the corners of his eyes; his breath huffed out in gasps as the air was a bit thin in the dark compartment. Panic nearly overwhelmed him as he tried to regulate his breathing, his body bouncing with every bump the car made. He forced himself to remain as calm as possible, knowing if he blindly panicked then it would be even worse; he needed to keep a calm head if he wanted even a chance of getting out of this and back home.

Sora cursed himself for the hundredth time as he lay there. Why did he venture out early by himself? If he�d just waited half an hour, he knew Riku would have given him a ride. But his stubborn nature had overruled his sensible side, and he�d rushed for home. He knew Riku and his father were keeping something from him, and damn it he wanted answers. He was tired of everyone treating him as if he doesn�t have a mind of his own. This is his life! He deserved to know if something was going on.

His thoughts were jolted by the abrupt stop of the car. He heard the front door shut, then the dim sound of footsteps heading to where he was laying. The trunk suddenly lifted, and he sucked in a lungful of fresh air as his head came up to survey his surroundings.

Blinking, his sight a bit blurry due to being in almost total darkness and then thrust into a brightly lit atmosphere, Sora stumbled as his arm was roughly grabbed and used to haul him out of the trunk when he didn�t move fast enough. He was dragged behind Xemnas as the man pulled him along through what Sora assumed was an apartment parking lot. Glancing around, he saw the building where he was being led to was almost derelict, the parking lot pretty much empty except for one or two vehicles. There was no sign of anyone around, not even a voice could be detected. He didn�t struggle as Xemnas made a point of digging the muzzle of the gun into his side through the pocket of his jacket. A silent caution to keep quiet.

Their footsteps crunched on gravel as they walked, Sora being led harshly as his arm was held in an iron grip, which Xemnas used to pull him; they came to an old, beat up door leading into a dimly lit hallway; a worn staircase rested at the opposite end from where they�d entered. Sora barely had time to glimpse the peeling wallpaper and broken windows lining the narrow entranceway before he was pulled behind Xemnas and up the stairs. It seemed like he climbed steps forever before he was directed down another hallway and stopped in front of a door with chipped paint hanging all over it. He was jerked inside, his arm beginning to go numb due to the fingers gripping it tightly.

Xemnas couldn�t be happier with the way his morning had turned out. He�d gone out for a trip to the airport, and what does he come across as he�s driving down the street? The very object of his warped desire, walking fast with his head down and not paying attention to the environment around him. It had been with an almost gleeful grin that Xemnas had noted no other cars in the vicinity, the nearest house a few blocks up and well out of range for help.

Not about to question his luck, Xemnas quickly parked along the curb ahead of Sora and jumped out. He grabbed the 9mm handgun he�d gotten a few days ago out of the glove box and palmed it as he blocked the teen�s path. Seeing the car stop, Sora had frozen in place until he�d recognized Xemnas and saw the gun flash in front of him.

He�d damn near hummed as he drove to his new apartment that no one knew about. It was in the seedier section of town, with only a few residents, most of whom were either drug addicts or prostitutes. The perfect place to keep a low profile as no one would suspect he�d be there. He�d ditched his luxury car and gotten a used one; he�d almost sneered at the man who sold it to him. Xemnas had grown up in wealth, to even be seen near a car like this was so far beneath him. But it was necessary for his plans.

Gone were the expensive tailored suits for the moment. He�d bought some plain clothes to blend in more with his surroundings, and his very recognizable silver hair was now a muted brown thanks to a bottle of temporary hair dye. He�d hated having to change his appearance and stay in his cheap residence, but as he drove to his apartment, he smiled smugly to himself; it was all worth it now. After all, he now had in his possession the reason he�d done all those things and gone into hiding.

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Xigbar jerked awake at the sound of the front door to Xemnas� new apartment being slammed shut. He�d been napping on the shabby couch, having come in from a long flight from northern Europe; his jet lag had finally caught up with him. Didn�t help that he�d swigged down an entire bottle of vodka with his last client after finishing a job. The guy had drunk him under the table. Last time he�d ever go drinking with a Russian. He swiped a hand over his face as he sat up and got his bearings. His bleary eyes locked onto the terrified face of the boy Xemnas was obsessed with. Sora.

Xemnas had a hold of the teen�s arm roughly, pulling him into the room and causing the brunette to stumble a bit. The almost maniacal grin on his friend�s face made Xigbar blanch. His dark eyes traced the movements of his friend as he propelled the frightened teenager further into the room, all but slinging Sora onto the couch next to Xigbar.

�We need to be ready to leave within the next hour; my private jet has been fueled and is waiting for us at the small airport just outside of town,� Xemnas� voice floated to the two on the couch as he moved into the bedroom, situated directly off the living room space; the door was right across from where Sora was sitting. He grabbed a suitcase from the closet and began pulling clothes from hangers and out of the large dresser. His manner was almost� happy as he continued packing, his head lifting every few moments to glance at the quiet teen seated stiffly on the sofa. Everything was going according to his design.

Watching Xemnas from his position on the furniture, Xigbar frowned to himself. He noticed how the boy was half-curled in on himself at the end of the couch, his eyes on the front door. He saw how the boy�s gaze constantly swerved between him and the portal, but he seemed too scared to risk a run for it. He tried to ignore the feeling of pity for the kid in the back of his mind.

�Xem,� he spoke up, �what the hell�s going on?�

When no answer was given, Xigbar got up and stood by the doorway, grabbing hold of Sora and pulling him along with him so he�d not have to worry about the kid trying to escape; his stomach churned when the kid whimpered at his tight grip. He was torn between helping his friend and the growing feeling of wanting to help Sora. �Xem?� his voice was hard, determined to get some kind of response.

�Have you got the car ready? I want to be on the plane in half an hour.� Xemnas ignored his friend as he pulled his now full suitcase out of the bedroom, setting it beside the small table next to the front door where his keys were laying. He�d called the pilot of his private jet and told him to be ready for take-off at any time. He had a nice villa in the Italian countryside that he�d told no one about, and he planned to take Sora there where nobody would know either of them and he could be alone with the teen with no interference from anyone. His perfect pet to train.

Xemnas had been preparing for this for more than two months. He�d pulled all his money out of his bank account, transferring it to a small bank in Messina, on the island of Sicily; his villa was located a few miles outside of the city with about twenty acres surrounding it, making it perfect for privacy. It had been his parents� vacation home, and they�d left it to him shortly before they�d died several years ago in an automobile accident.

Xigbar eyed his friend closely. He remained holding Sora immobile, feeling how tense the kid was in his grasp. A wave of pity overcame him, and guilt ate at him. This kid shouldn�t be here; he didn�t know what exactly Xemnas had planned for him (not that he couldn�t guess some of it), and the knot twisting his stomach apart wouldn�t go away. He didn�t really understand why he felt the way he did toward Sora, he�d never felt guilty before in his life. It was an odd feeling.

�Xem,� he spoke up, his gaze cool outwardly, �where do you plan to go? You know if you take him and leave you�ll have the FBI after your ass for kidnapping.�

Sauntering almost happily, Xemnas paused in his packing and came to the doorway of his bedroom. �No one will ever find us, you worry too much Xigbar.�

This did nothing to alleviate Xigbar�s growing anxiety. The feeling that he�d made a huge mistake wouldn�t leave him, and the urge to rush the kid out was getting harder to control. He was starting to regret ever agreeing to help his friend grab the silent teen. He knew, though he tried his hardest to block the thought out of his mind, why Xemnas wanted Sora. Didn�t mean he agreed with it or even liked it. But Xemnas was his oldest friend, and he�d always done what the man asked of him.

Eyeing Xemnas closely, Xigbar noted all the differences in the other man; he�d not let himself really see before just how� crazed Xemnas had become. The extremes he�d gone to just to get his hands on Sora made his hair stand on end. He�d dyed his hair, moved into a dump of an apartment, quit his job, transferred his entire wealth overseas, and now he was planning to take the kid out of the country. He knew, and he could see even Sora knew, that if Xemnas got Sora on that plane his family and friends would never see him again.

Snorting softly, Xigbar closed his eyes momentarily and sighed. The one thing he�d been lacking all his life was now glaring him in the face: his conscience. Something about Sora drew it out of him, and with a sudden decision he opened his eyes and acted.

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Sora couldn�t meet the gaze of the man who held him, the tears he�d been keeping at bay flooding his eyes. After hearing Xemnas� words, he knew there was no way out. The man planned to take him out of the country, and he�d never see his dad again. Never see Riku again.

He�d been hoping maybe someone would see him in the hallway as he was taken to Xemnas� apartment door and either help him or call the police, but the hall had been empty. And seeing the worn appearance of the place, Sora realized even if somebody had seen him, he most likely would not receive any help. And hearing how Xemnas wanted to be on a plane made his stomach drop. He had no idea where the man wanted to take him, but he just knew it would be a place where he�d have no chance of help or escape. The very thought of it almost caused him to break down, but he somehow remained standing as the big man continued holding his arm.

�I�m just gonna sit out on the couch with the kid until you�re ready,� the man holding him said loudly. Sora heard the responding grunt of acknowledgement from the bedroom.

Suddenly he was jolted roughly towards the front door. Looking up, Sora noticed that the bedroom door where Xemnas was packing was almost completely shut. No wonder the sound Xemnas made had sounded muted.

�Hey kid,� Sora slowly craned his neck and met the look the tall man gave him, puzzled at why he was whispering.

�Look,� he continued, �I�m gonna unlock this door, and I want you to run as fast as you can, you got it?�

Nodding dumbly in surprise, Sora watched as the man grabbed the keys off the table where they�d been tossed, being as quiet as he could. He didn�t quite understand why the man, who had obviously been helping Xemnas, was now helping him, but he didn�t question him. No reason to jinx his luck.

�Good. And no matter what you hear, you just keep running. The stairs lead directly to the exit, don�t stop when you reach it. When you get outside, head that way,� Xigbar pointed his hand towards the back of the apartment so Sora would know which way he meant, �there�s a side street about a block away that connects to a small alley near a gas station. There�s a phone booth just outside of it.�

Shaking in shocked relief, Sora just shook his head in agreement with what the man said as he slipped the key into the lock and opened the door. Xigbar ushered Sora out, his head swiveling anxiously in the direction of the bedroom as he heard a slight noise.

�Go!� he urged the brunette, who gave him a weak nod and took off running down the hall. Just as he reached the stairwell, Sora heard the distinct sounds of shouting. Fearing that Xemnas would be coming after him any second, he tore off down the stairs as fast as his feet would carry him. His mind went blank as he ran, not focusing on anything but gaining the ground floor.

Right when he reached the last few steps, a gunshot rang out. Sora stumbled a bit, his face raised upwards towards where he�d just come for several moments in frightened bewilderment before gathering his senses and all but jumping down the remaining stairs. He hit the door leading to his freedom and pushed, his feet practically flying as he began sprinting down the street in the route Xigbar had pointed out as if the devil himself were on his heels.
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