A Graceful Scheme

There he was. Just sitting there, looking all smug. He thought he was hot shit just because I lost a bet. A teacher making a bet with a student is illegal, right? His gaze was locked on mine as he stood and approached me.

"You're looking extremely…feminine today, Zexion," Marluxia scoffed at me.

"Shut up," I snapped.

"Now, that's rude. Students shouldn't tell their teachers to "shut up". That's grounds for punishment," he teased.

"Wearing the girls' uniform isn't enough?" I hissed.

"Don't be mad just because you lost a bet," he giggled.

"You're such an asshole," I groaned.

A smirk formed on his lips as he bent down to whisper in my ear. He gripped the collar of my shirt to hold me in place.

"You'll be groaning for more when I'm pounding your tight ass, later. If you want to hang with the big boys, you gotta learn to fuck one," he whispered and nipped my earlobe.

When he stood up and walked away, I had to face myself to stop blushing. The other students in the room kept glancing between the two of us. I ignored them as I thought about Marluxia's words. I then remembered that my initiation was tonight. Mine and Roxas's. Well, Demyx was being initiated too but, I didn't really count him. Tonight, we were becoming members of Organization XIII. Seeing as it's a secret group, I can't say what they do.

Tonight, a member of the Organization would claim each of us and we would be branded with our number. That was something I wasn't looking forward to and the whole "getting claimed" process wasn't going to be fun, either. Whatever members "claimed" us, they would make the "claim" in their own way. This was the first time that this kind of initiation had been used in the Organization so, in other words, Roxas, Demyx, and I were guinea pigs. Marluxia, Axel, and Saïx were the ones that had been chosen to do the claiming. I had a feeling Marluxia had called dibs on me. That sadistic bastard was not a person that I wanted to get hold of me.

As for the bet I lost, I had bet Marluxia that he couldn't convince Xemnas to let him take claim of one of us. If I lost the bet, I had to wear my school's girls' uniform which consisted of a blue plaid mini-skirt and a white, button-up top. If I won, he would owe me one for a later date. Obviously, I hadn't won.

As the bell rang, I slowly gathered my things and walked down the hallway. When Roxas and Demyx met me at the school's front gate, my mouth dropped open. They, too, were wearing the girls' uniform.

"Axel made me," Roxas groaned.

"I just thought it was cute," Demyx giggled and I rolled my eyes.

When the giggling, groaning, and eye rolling was finished, an overwhelming tension rose. Nervous glances were shared between the three of us before we saw them. Many of the current Organization XIII members were teachers. The only current ones that were students were Axel and Larxene. Xion was just a sort of lackey. Demyx, Roxas, and I would be the last three members to join.

The group of teachers and the three students walked by slowly. All of them at least glanced at us. Axel, Saïx and Marluxia were the only ones that snickered or stared. That was enough to make our skin crawl. When they were gone, Roxas spoke.

"Do we really know what we're getting ourselves into?" he asked, glancing between Demyx and myself.

"This was your idea. You can't back out now," I sighed.

"Zex is right! We don't have a choice," Demyx said, smiling the whole time. Idiot.

"Ignore him, Roxas. Think about it rationally. Right now, we're Nobodies. When we join Organization XIII, we'll be Sombodies. We'll mean something," I said with a small smile.

"I just…I don't know," he sighed.

"Roxas, it's too late. Tonight is the night," Demyx smiled.

When Roxas gave a small nod, the three of us started our walk down the side of the street. The three of us lived together in a small apartment a few blocks away. When we walked inside, we all started shedding layers. We all crowded into the large master bathroom and started taking showers and fixing our appearance.

I slid into a pair of tight leather pants and a black and blue, horizontally striped long-sleeve shirt. I fixed my hair when it was dry and waited by the front door for the other two. Roxas was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and a button-up shirt and tie. Demyx walked out in short shorts and a mesh top. I was starting to think he was a legitimate male stripper.

When the three of us were ready, we left the apartment and made our way down the street to an old abandoned cathedral. It took two hours to walk there. Needless to say, we were exhausted. I sighed as we stood outside the cathedral doors before pushing them open. The cathedral was empty except for thirteen thrones in a circle. Each throne had a set of stairs in front of it so you could actually sit in the chair. Three were empty.

Roxas, Demyx, and I walked through a space between two of the thrones and our eyes widened. Every current member of Organization XIII sat around us in their black cloaks, their faces covered. Each chair had a Roman numeral carved into it. I didn't know which member was which number so, I was more than a little concerned.

"Welcome," a commanding voice echoed. Xemnas.

The three of us stood shoulder to shoulder, facing the seat marked I and the hooded figure sitting in it. Excitement radiated from Demyx as fear gripped Roxas. I wasn't sure how to feel. Xemnas cleared his throat and the three of us flinched.

"Tonight is a very important night for all of you. You have entered a realm of secrets, lies and deception. Sacrifices must be made and now it's time for the three of you to sacrifice something," he announced and waved his hand.

Three figures stepped down from their seats and stood before us. Each was about the same height as the other and significantly taller than the three of us. Roxas gulped and pressed closer to me.

"Who will be the first to claim one of our lambs?"

The one on the far right raised its hand. When Xemnas grunted his approval, the figure moved forward and gripped Roxas by his hair from behind. The one in the middle walked to Demyx, who was on my left, and gripped him by his mesh top from behind. The last one approached and gripped me by my hair as well, moving to stand behind me.

"VII, start," Xemnas ordered.

Demyx's clothes were immediately torn from his body. As he opened his mouth to protest, three gloved fingers were forced into his mouth. The figure who held him used Demyx's mesh top to tie the blonde's wrists in front of him. Demyx tried to protest and gagged on the fingers. The figure dragged him a little bit away but remained in the circle and pulled up his cloak and let his erection free.

He sank to his knees and pulled Demyx down on top of him. He pulled the gloved fingers out the blonde's mouth and slid the three fingers into the blonde's mouth and slid the tied arms over his head before shoving all three fingers into the blonde's hole and spread it. Once the figure's erection was inside, Demyx cried out in pain. Tears rolled down the boy's cheeks as the figure made him move at a mercilessly fast pace.

Roxas whimpered and the grip on him tightened. Demyx cried out in pain and I forced myself to look away as he begged for help and mercy.

"VIII, start," Xemnas ordered again.

When Roxas realized that he was in the grasp of VIII, he managed to break out of the figure's grasp and started to run. The figure went after him, grabbed him, and threw him to the ground on his back. The figure then ripped off Roxas's clothes and just slammed into him.

"N-No! Please! Stop! Please!" Roxas sobbed as the figure continued to pound him and pinned his arms above his head.

The figure raping Demyx had just released and was still moving as he was handed a branding iron and branded the number IX into Demyx's thigh. The figure on Roxas branded Roxas's hip with the number XIII. When I saw that brand, I knew I was next. Terror gripped me tighter than the figure's grasp on my hair. The figure pulled me to him and I felt his hot breath on my ear.

"XI, start," Xemnas ordered once more.

"Your little virgin ass is mine," the figure whispered in my ear.

My eyes shot open as wide as they could. Roses. He smelled like roses. That meant…no! Anyone but him! Please, no! Anyone but Marluxia! Just as I was about to beg to spared, my knees hit the ground and my shirt was over my head and holding my hands behind my back in the knotted fabric. My pants and underwear were at my knees as my face was being pressed into the ground, leaving my ass in the air for Marluxia to take advantage of.

I could hear him sucking on his gloved fingers and then wetting his erection with the saliva. I could hear Demyx moaning and begging his rapist to stop. I could see Roxas on his back and sobbing with his hands pinned above his head. I could see his eyes staring deep into mine and begging for my help. I could see them begging me to use my powers despite the fact that he knew none of us were in a position to do that. Then I felt it. Marluxia's hard cock was pushing into me slowly and tears blurred my vision.

He took no time at all to start the pounding. I could feel him abusing my spot as I forced myself not to cry or moan at the mixture of excruciating pain and pleasure. The other four people around me were all moaning and crying and releasing. Then I bit my lip so hard that it bled. The brand was giving me a burn that I knew I could never do a thing about. It was branding me with the number VI.

Pain and terror gripped me. Just when I thought I could experience nothing else, tinges of pleasure washed over me and then consumed me as Marluxia filled me with his see and pumped me to completion. When the figures were done with the rape, they pulled out and left us on the ground.

"Very good. Don't worry, my friends. The pain will subside. You three are the first to go through such a sacrificial initiation. You should feel honored and proud that you survived. Saïx, who do you claim?" Xemnas asked.

"Demyx," a voice came from my left.

"Axel?" Xemnas asked.

"Roxas," a voice came from my right.

"Marluxia?" Xemnas asked once more.

"Zexion," I heard above me.

Saïx stood over Demyx's crumpled form with a grimace. I then looked over to see Axel standing over Roxas (who was in the fetal position), a grimace also on his face. Above me, Marluxia stood with a blank expression but his eyes…they held pain and regret. As Xemnas congratulated them and us, I shut my eyes.

I heard Xemnas dismiss the other members and walk away. A set of strong hands pulled me close to a strong chest. The last thing I heard was someone calling my name as I lost all form of consciousness.

Author's Note:

Yes, all of Organization XIII still has their powers . I'm sorry if a couple of the peeps are out of character and I'm sorry if I have a few grammatical errors. I would greatly appreciate it if you would review and tell me if I should add a second chapter. I think I might but I REALLY REALLY want to know what you guys think .

Also, a word from the voices that helped me with this:

Zexion: You've got to be joking...

Roxas: ...You are one sadistic writer...

Demyx: I had fun ^^

Me: It's a one time only thing, okay? . I'm sorry . I'll be nicer next time, okay?

-Me gets group hug- ^^