Hello. My second Akuroku story. I hope you all will love it.

This time it will be most Roxas' POV.

This is Roxas' POV.

This Is 3dr person POV or when the voice speaks with Roxas and Axel.

Disclaimer: If I did own this I would not go to school.

Warning: Bad Spelling, yaoi, blood, gore, mystery, games, sex and a lot more.

The Master sat on his chair, looking at the black screens on his computers. He tapped one of the buttons on the keyboard and all the screens went light. It was completely dark in the room, with only the light from the computer screen that lighted up the room.

One screen showed him a perfect view of the small room. But big enough to in held two beds and some free floor space. That led to two different doors on the opposite side. The one on the right led to the bathroom, which he had also put a camera in there, making sure that nothing would be done without him knowing it.

And the other door to the left led out from the room.

The Master smirked as he watched his first play, still sleeping in the bed with blue covers. Clothed with a band shirt and blue jeans.

He knew that his game would begin soon.

All he needed was his second player.

The red headed one.

The second player that he would take and put in the room, the arena.

The game arena.

His smirk became wider as he saw the first player move and started to wake up.

XXX

When I awoke, I felt a great pain in my head.

Aah, headache.

Probably after drinking too much, at Hayner's party. God, wonder how much I had been drinking? How much is the time? Whose bed is this? Where is Hayner? Where is everybody from the party? Where the hell am I?

I groaned as I forced myself to sit up in the bed.

The room I was in. It was… not Hayner's. Or mine. Or any other of my friends rooms that I have seen.

I looked around. The room was somewhat small. But it had two beds with the one I sat on. The walls had a brown colour and they had nothing on them. It was completely empty. Not a poster or a window in sight.

I rubbed my eyes, as I felt the pain in my head.

Where was I?

I looked around the small room, saw nothing that I recognized.

A slight of panic started to grow inside of me. Quickly I forgot the pain in my head, threw myself up from the bed, and stood up with shaky legs. The floor I stood on was rather freezing and… where are my shoes? I only wore my black socks, but where were my shoes?

I couldn't remember taking them off by myself. So someone must have done it instead.

I could feel my heart beat go up into a high speed.

Now I really started to panic.

Then I saw a door in my sight. I run toward it and opened it in a hastily speed.

It was a bathroom. With a bathtub, a sink, a toilet and tones of toilet papers that stood against the white tile wall. As in the other room, this didn't have anything on the walls either, not even a bathroom mirror.

Quickly I turned my back the way to the bathroom and discovered another door. As I did before I ran fast toward the door and opened it… it was locked. I tried to open it but it was locked.

I started to breath faster and I could feel the panic inside me as a millions questions going through my head.

Where was I? How did I get here? Am I kidnapped? Is it a joke? Should I scream?

I stopped to think of my questions as my breathing started to get heavier. And I could feel it hard for me to breath. I could feel my breathing tubs get tighter for every breath. And I could feel pain in my chest area. I leaned against the locked door, to steady myself.

My asthma.

Even if I knew that only more panic would make things worse I started to get worried that I didn't have my inhaler with me. I could feel it hard for me to breath and with my right hand, I started to seek through my pants pockets. There my inhaler used to be, in case of an emergency.

But to my horror, I couldn't find it. Nothing was in the pockets. I felt more terror in my body.

Crap! I'm going to die!

No! This had to be some kind of sick joke. I opened my mouth to shout for help. Hoping that this was Hayner's basement and they put me here to scare me a little. They were probably outside and listening right now. As I tried to make words come out it came nothing then hissing sound.

"Look on the bed."

I turned my gaze around the small room. Swearing that I had heard a voice.

But where? There was no one else in here then me? Was it Hayner that was behind the door?

I could feel the pain in my chest rise even more and it got harder to get air into my lungs. I gripped my shirt tight and tried to calm myself. In some cases, I could get through these attacks I had gone calm and steady my breathing. If they weren't too harsh. But the best way to survive these attacks is if I had my medicine. If I didn't have it I my attack would get worse and I would need to call an ambulance.

I had heard a voice. Someone must be outside the door, right? What did he mean look on the bed? And if someone was out there, they had to hear my breathing troubles. Why didn't they open the door? Why didn't they help me? Or was I just imagine?

"Roxas, look on the bed!"

This time, I definitely heard a voice. This time it was demanding, like an order.

But who was it? I wanted to ask.

However, I didn't have time to think of that. Thanks to that the room was small it wasn't more than two steps away from the beds.
Rapidly I to the two steps and almost fall on the bed I had been sitting on before.

I didn't know if the voice meant this bed or the other one. But I didn't bother to ask. I probably wouldn't get an answer either. I brought myself up with help from my left arm. As I could feel my chest tightened more I started to look at the bed.

And… there it was. My inhaler.

Quickly I grabbed it. Started to shake it, like I always had before, using it. I felt harder for me to breathe. I removed the cap. And even if it was hard and agonizing I breathed out before I brought the inhaler to my mouth and pressed the top of the inhaler and took a deep breath. Feeling the medicine going through my lungs.

I knew precisely how do to do it. Had had asthma since I was four.

I removed my mouth from the inhaler as I closed my lips and hold my breath as I started to count in my head.

1…

2…

3…

I counted to ten and then breathed out.

Relief…

The feeling I could feel now was, the wonderful feeling of relief and alleviation.

XXX

The Master watched how the golden haired boy, sat on the bed and started to inhale once again of his medicine. The Master had been a little worried there. When he had seen the boy, lean against the door and started to get breathing problems.

He couldn't let his player die yet, now, could he? He hadn't even introduced the first player to the second player, yet.

The Master smirked as watched the first player calm himself down.

He couldn't let his toys break now, could he? Not before the game had begun that is.

XXX

I sat on the bed, holding the inhaler in my hand. It began to get easier to breath now. I breathed in slow, deep breaths. Feeling how my lungs' way began to stretch out. I coughed out hard, feeling my bronchial get empty of mucus and my lungs could breathe in air, normally again.

As I sat there on the bed, trying to get my breathing under control. I couldn't stop thinking how I got here. I sat there, thinking through the night before.

Thinking of the last things I remembered before I woke up here.

Let's see… I had been at Hayner's party, like the rest of my class and two dozen more people I didn't know. Hayner's parents weren't home, of course, who would have a party with a lot of alcohol for underage teenagers with their parents' home?

I had been in Hayner's house that was filled with people. I remembered that someone had given me a beer. That had to be Hayner, he was the only one who knew that I liked beer then vodka and gin.

I rubbed my head. Why was it so hard for me to remember? Had I been drinking so much that I couldn't remember?

And that voice?

Someone had spoken to me when I had my attack.

But who was it?

I looked around the room. Why, I don't know. I had already looked around before and confirmed that nobody was in the room then me. The only place I could have heard the voice is behind the steel door. I looked at the door. But the voice had been so… close. Not like it had come from the other side of that door. More like it had come from a person that sat next to me or at least was in the same room as me.

I lifted myself up from the bed I sat on. My chest still hurt, but it felt a lot better now after I had taken my medicine. The pain would soon disappear after an hour or two, that I knew. I had asthma since I was four; this hadn't been my first attack.

I walked toward the steel door. The steel door was big and tall, like a door from a dungeon, which held criminals in from escaping. To tell the truth, the door was scaring me. It made me feel like I was a terrible danger.

I pressed my hand on the door. It was cold. It didn't take me long to realize that this was not a regular room or door any people had in their basement or guest room.

Where was I? Should I scream for help?

I didn't know what to do. So, I started to bang on the door, hard with my fists.

"Hello! Anybody! Help!" I screamed with a bit panic and horror in my voice.

I swear to God, if this is a joke that Hayner and his buddy's pulled off, I will kill them when I get out. They are probably outside, laughing at me right now, about how scared I was.

But I was scared.

Afraid...

Terrified…

I started to bang harder on the door and screamed out louder.

"Help! Please, anybody! Open the door!"

If this was a joke, Hayner was probably laughing his ass off, hearing me scream like this. But I didn't care, joke or not. I was afraid, I wanted to go home. I didn't know even how much the clock was. I had no clock on me and as far I had looked around the room, there had been no clock in here. I could call someone, but I didn't have my cell phone on me. I had felt through my pockets before and no cell phone.

I banged even harder now. My fists did hurt, but I didn't care. I wanted out, now.

The only thing that scared me more, than that I was locked in a room, was that the room, everything made feel like I was going to be here for a while. I mean, tons of toilet paper in the bathroom. Clean towels, god, even two toothbrushes who laid on the sink. No, this had to be a guest room. A wired guest room, but anything, only that all this was a weird joke.

I screamed again. Hoping that all this was a cruel joke and they would open up and laugh at me.

"Open the door, Hayner! Please, I want out! Hel-"

"Be quiet!" I heard an angry, demanding voice.

I stopped to scream and bang on the door. There it was, that voice that had told me where my medicine was. I stood completely still. I turned around, my gaze was flying all over the, almost empty room. Looking for an answer where the voice could have come from. This time I was sure that the voice had come from inside the room and not on the other side of that damn, steel door.

I opened my mouth, not really certain what I should do. So, I began to speak.

"… Hello? Who is it?" I wasn't sure what I was doing. Or what to say. Would it make this situation worse? The voice had been angry and told me to be quiet. But then what could it hurt, I didn't knew where I was either. And the only way to get some answers, was to ask for them.

"Answer me!" I said as I tried to sound angry, which was hard when are more afraid than mad. " Open this door, now."

Still no response.

I sighed. I sat on the bed and buried my face in my hands. I still held my inhaler in my right hand, in a firm grip. Closed my eyes, hoping this was all a bad jape. But the more the time went, the more I knew that it wasn't a joke.

I started on getting more afraid, the more I thought that this wasn't a joke. That Hayner or anybody I knew, had locked me in this room. Then who as and why? Questions was going through my mind. My mom, she must be worried over her mind, by now. But, she probably didn't even knew I was gone yet. After I had left to get to Hayner's party and she- And Hayner? What a hell had happened on that party? Why couldn't I remember straight?

"Listen, player 1, look over the door."

I almost jumped, in surprise when I heard the voice once again. I looked around. Probably looking like a lost baby bird, that had fallen out of its nest.

Then I looked to the steel door and saw what was over it on the roof.

A camera, that was positioned so it could see the whole room. And right under it, a speaker.

So, there is where that voice had come from.

Why hadn't I noticed them before? But I don't put so much effort on that.

Instead I walk toward the steel door, still with my eyes on the camera, that seems to follow every step I took.

"H-hello?" I said. Hoping that the voice would answer.

What did that voice mean by 'player 1'? Was I player 1?

It only took a second before the voice started to speak again.

"Listen, player 1. I know that you must have a lot of questions, but I ask you to wait and to be silent. Everything will be explained to you as soon player 2 comes."

I didn't say anything. I was too stunned to speak.

Am I player 1? Why did he call me that, he knew my name was Roxas, he said my name before, why did he call me player 1? Then, who was player 2? Who had put me here and why? Why can't he explain now?

Questions, hundreds of questions were in my head. I could feel myself getting dizzy. I couldn't get an explanation later. I wanted it now. I wanted to know why I was here. Who it was who spoke to me. Where I was.

I wanted to shout and scream. Beg him for answers or let me out. But I couldn't do that, I was too shocked. I just stood there and watched the camera, that had its view on me. My mouth was open, but I couldn't say a word. Then the voice spoke again.

"Player 1, sit on your bed. Player 2 will come in soon."

I didn't move, I only looked at the camera. Still I didn't say anything. I was too shocked, I think.

"Player 1, don't diss obey my orders."

This time the voice sounded angry. So I decided not to disobey him. The man that had spoken to me, had also clearly been the one who had taken me here. Who knew what he would do to me, if I didn't follow his orders.

Slowly I backed to the bed I had woken up in. Presuming that it was the bed he had said that was 'mine'. I sat on the bed, hat actually was really soft and comfortable.

What was I doing? I should scream, cry, and beg him to let me go. Why didn't I say anything? I put my inhaler on the bed, next to the pillow.

I could feel my eyes being to get filled with tears. I didn't want to cry. I didn't know why I should cry.

But who cared.

I was afraid, lonely and tired.

I lay on the blue covered bed, in fetal position, with my back against the door. As I began to close my eyes and cried silently.

Where was I?

I hope you liked it. Those who have read my other storu Kuro ame, tomoshibi dei, welcome. I hope you will like this story too.

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