AN: I don't even know what happened, but there are definite errors. However, most of these mistakes stem from the way I think/write. Anyways, a lot of weird shit going on here. Like, plotwise. I never intended for the part with Marluxia and Vexen to happen, but it did and I just made up Marluxia's past 5 minutes ago, but that's okay because I just opened a whole new storyline and I have the chance to introduce Xemnas and Saix and make Axel go through shit.

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts belongs to Disney and Square Enix.

Give Me a Reason

Chapter 8 - Aftermath

Despite having 14 hours of sleep, Demyx was still exhausted. He had never switched moods so drastically and so quickly before, and he was normally tired when he switched to anger.

He didn't realize he had woken up and started making his way to breakfast until he saw him. Xigbar.

He couldn't fight. He couldn't yell. All he could do was stop in his tracks and glare until the nurse turned the corner. Then he sunk down against the wall, covered his mouth and screamed.

He screamed for the anger. He screamed for the depression. He screamed for the confusion. And most of all, he screamed because he was sick of it all.

Carefully, two arms encircled him and his face was buried in the crook of someone's neck. He didn't know who it was, but he hugged them back nonetheless. Then he cried and cried until a nurse came along to escort him to breakfast.

Roxas was shoved against the wall. This was a familiar situation, with a familiar smell and a familiar redhead. However, Axel was speaking, which was not what usually happened.

"Zexion said he saw you kissing random men," he stated, the previously untouched anger from what the emo had said making itself apparent in his voice.

"It was you," Roxas replied.

"Well he would have recognized me. Tell the fucking truth."

"It was only you," the blonde whispered. "He must not have recognized you. Think for a moment."

Axel paused and pulled away. "What?"

"Don't accuse me for doing something I didn't do."

He walked away, leaving Axel stunned. No one had ever stuck up to him like that, especially when he was in his violent rage. The redhead honestly didn't know what to think.

And neither did Roxas. He had never spoken up to someone like that, nonetheless walked away from an argument. And those were the first words he said to Axel…

He might have just completely blown a relationship.

After breakfast, Zexion had some time to himself. 'Free Time,' as it was called. Usually, the emo would watch TV in the 'living room' with a few other patients. But today, he went back to his room. He really needed to think, and being in a claustrophobic place like this really impaired one's ability to think for themselves.

Everyone had their own drama to deal with. Roxas was obviously very messed up, mostly because of mental reasons. Axel was angry at the world and wrongly diagnosed – he was here for depression, but just by being near him, Zexion could tell that this was not the case. Marluxia was a raging nymphomaniac who was able to place even their doctor under his spell. This caused Dr. Evens' life to become impaired, so his efforts to make everyone else 'better' were not working. Demyx, like Axel, was incorrectly diagnosed, but depression was part of it. He was probably suffering the most, but hid this with a dopey-ditzy attitude. But that hyper idiocy broke today…

No matter what, they were all selfish. They were all so self-absorbed that they didn't realize that they were all suffering. In fact, they probably didn't realize that Zexion was suffering just as much as them, I not more.

It's funny. The teen chuckled to himself. I'm probably the most selfish one here.

"I noticed that our little group happened to get another session scheduled." That voice made Vexen cringe.

"That is," Marluxia continued, "Everyone but me."

"You don't need it," Vexen's replied was laced with a sigh.

"Are you sure? After all, I initiated most of that."

"I know. However, you were not affected by it. On the contrary, you seemed to enjoy it. And I can surmise why."

"You can't," Marluxia walked up behind the doctor, "Even with all your reasoning abilities, you can't."

"And what makes you think this is so?" Dr. Evens turned to face his patient.

"You would have asked me already."

The chesire cat grin on Marluxia face almost made Vexen snap.

"Then let me ask you." Vexen's reply practically lit up Marluxia's face.

It was silent as Vexen tried to form the words in his head. He eventually gave up and decided to go with a more blunt question.

"Do you hear voices?"

"Only one," Marluxia replied.

What are you telling him, Marluxia?

Vexen asked yet another question, "Why didn't you lie about it now?"

"I've given up thinking. Whatever I'm gonna say, I'll say it without any hesitation. If I pause to think, the Voice chips in and things turn ugly."

You better be quiet!

"What brought this change about?" The doctor pursued.

"Our group session yesterday. I caused it, and although I seemed happy about causing it, deep down I wasn't."

"And what made you realize this?"

"A dream I had yesterday."

You didn't dream yesterday! I would have known!

Shut up. Marluxia thought, I've had enough of you. I want to be the me I want, not the me you want!

Listen here, Marluxia –

No! I know who you really are, and you're dead. I don't give a shit if it makes me crazy, because it's your fucking fault, dad!

"What was the dream about?"

"My mom. She visited me, and told me what really happened to her and my dad."

"And what was that?"

"Dad was the murderer. It was a murder-suicide. And the entire time, I blamed myself."

Marluxia's head was silent as he started to cry.

"It sounds crazy," he continued, "But the Voice started after they died. It was Dad's voice, from Hell. Mom came to me in a dream and explained it all…"

He trailed off, leaving the only sound in the room Vexen's typing.

This is an odd turn of events, the doctor wrote.

"So I heard that Marluxia's snapped," Xigbar commented to Dr. Lexaeus Schmidt.

He was met with silence as a reply.

"Oh, come on! I know you want to hear the details!" Xigbar complained.

"I do, but it is not my business."

"They're sending him to you, though."

"Then I'll hear about it later."

"Oh, you're no fun!" the nurse walked out at the same time Lexaeus' phone rang.

"Yes?" the doctor answered. Outside the office, Xigbar crouched down and pressed an ear against the door.

"I have heard from Xigbar," the doctor continued talking, "I know…This is true…More than just Marluxia?...Are you sure things are that bad?...Yes, I remember him, but…Yes…Yes…I understand…Have a nice day, too, sir."

So more than one is being sent to the critical ward, Xigbar smirked at his finding out of this information, I'll have to find out who.