"Why are you wearing their coat?!" She screamed looking down at you. You kept silent. "AWNSER ME!" She slapped you across the face. You looked at her, your eyes becoming dark. Momma would never act like this towards me.
"Why would I not?"
"Because they are awful, they kidnaped you! They kidnaped my child!" She was caressing your cheek.
"Yes they kidnaped me but never did me any wrong, compared to you." You shrugged trying to get her hand away from your face.
"I never did any wrong! I tried to get my dear (Y/N) back!"
"And how about the member you stabbed. Explain, mother." She smiled sadistically.
"I hope he died from the wound."
"I don't think you would hope he died." Her smile instantly faded away.
"Why not! He might have been the one that kidnapped you!" You rolled your eyes.
"What if the member was me" Your eyes became darker.
"It's impossible" You scoffed.
"Oh but it is possible. Mother." She looked at you her eyes darkening.
"N-No! It wasn't you!" You looked at her and started laughing.
"Yes. It was me."
"If it was you why didn't you try to let me know it was you? Why didn't you try to come back to me?!" She hit the wall out of frustration.
"Because maybe I don't want to go back? I have the chance to travel. To be free. I like it."
"What about our perfect family?! Our future! Me!"
"It's all because of this key. Mother. I wasn't made to stay home." She walked up to you and slapped you across the face.
"YES YOU WERE. WHO IS KEEPING YOU THERE?! THEY BRAINWASHED YOU! YOU DON'T HAVE ANY KEY." She yelled at you.
"NO ONE IS BRAINWASHING ME. STOP IT. I'M FREE FOR ONCE!" You started feeling angry, mad at her. "WHY ARE YOU ASSUMING THINGS?!"
"My (Y/N) would never say that to her mother!" She slapped you again harder. Tired of her, you summoned your Keyblade, untying you in the progress. She looked at you shocked. "N-No it's impossible... Y-You are a wielder..."
"YES AND?! YOU DON'T EVEN BELIEVE ME. YOU SLAP ME FOR NO REASONS. IM TIRED OF IT!" As you were about to hit her with the key you got stopped by another weapon. You looked up to see Saix.
"Don't (Y/N)."
"I-I JUST WANT TO HIT HER, I'M TIRED OF HER SLAPPING ME SAYING THAT I WAS BRAINWASHED!" You screamed as you tried to hit her, but you were only hitting Saix's weapon. You looked at him angry. "LET ME HIT HER!"
"No." With that he disarmed you making your Keyblade disappear. You sat on a chair, full of anger. He tied your mother up as she fainted due to the events that happened to her. Saix took her on his shoulder. "Let's go." He opened a corridor and you walked in, mad at him for stopping you.
"Why did you stop me?!"
"I don't want her to die (Y/N)" He said walking, you following him.
"She wouldn't have died!"
"A few hits from the key and she would be dead, gone." You gulped at his words.
"R-Really?..." He nodded and you both arrived at the headquarters, your anger was replaced with a bit of guilt.
"Stay here (Y/N)" You nodded and sat on a couch, your head down, a few moments later Saix came back and sat next to you. "I was scared (Y/N)." You looked at him as he looked in your eyes.
"Scared of?" He leaned in and kissed you, you kissing back.
"Of losing you, of not seeing you smile, of not kissing those lips anymore" You blushed and kissed him more. He smiled.
"So my... mother is in the cells... what do we do now?" He stood up, helping you stand up too. His face becoming serious.
"We have to report to Xemnas."
Oh no.
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Today's chapterrrr!! I hope you liked it! Please comment on it telling me what you think of it so far! And other mention, I know this is not really the place to do this but If some of you guys heard, today there was an attack in quebec city and I'm sending all my support the them. SO yeah that was thatttt! Still hope you liked this chapter! *Walks in the shadow realm*

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You are my heart (Saix X Reader)
FanfictionYou live in Travers town, which the organization XIII have under control and are watching every movement of everyone to find the keyblade wielder. You have been captured by organization XIII and Xemnas put Saix to watch over you. - - - - - First...