A/N: OwO Well, this is certainly a switch from my usual fluffy stuff… XD Damn short, too. –Laughs- Nikushimi means hatred.
-Nikushimi-
"I hate you…"
Saïx turned as he zipped his coat shut, fixing his emotionless stare on the sweaty form sprawled on the bed. His limbs were tangled in sweat-soaked, bloodstained sheets, and his breath came in ragged gasps as he glared daggers at Saïx.
Saïx smiled coldly and walked over to him. He bent and placed a light kiss on his forehead, touching a hand to the heated face.
"You don't hate me," Saïx murmured. He rose and crossed to the door. "You can't hate me. Hatred implies having a heart. We don't have hearts."
The one on the bed bit his lips to prevent a dry sob from escaping, feeling blood running down the insides of his thighs. Saïx turned back.
"Bye-bye, Xemnas," he said, blowing a kiss at him. He turned and left.
And with that, Xemnas broke down and cried, curling into a protective ball despite the stinging pain in his lower body. With each thrust of Saïx's hips, he thought he'd tear in half. With each touch of Saïx's skin to his, he thought he'd either die then or go mad.
His sobs echoed forlornly in the empty room.
-End.