Alright, here's how this works. There will be sex. It will be violent, and unpleasant for Axel, and it is going to be noncon, because Vexen doesn't really bother to listen when someone says "no". That's right, Axel, and Vexen. Two guys. If you don't like it, then don't bother flaming, just leave please. Unfortunately, no, I do not own Kingdom Hearts, or any of the characters in this story...But, if Square Enix would ever like to donate them to me, I would be more than happy to accept.

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He Doesn't Belong To You

Ch.1

Ages…It felt like ages since he'd started to long for the other…but of course, the Chilly Academic couldn't very well act on it. At first, they had been too busy scouring the worlds, trying to find the other members of the Organization…But now that all thirteen had been collected, that damn Key was always in his way! The little prat had been keeping him from what he wanted… if it weren't for the fact that they needed his keyblade, Vexen would have disposed of him long ago…However, things were different now….Now, he had a plan. Now, he would make Axel his.

It was a simple plan, in three parts…The first, being to throw suspicion elsewhere…And where better to place it than on the object of his frustration? From the moment this beautiful realization hit him, Vexen decided to begin lavishing his attention on the completely undeserving Roxas. Knowing how protective he and VIII were of each other, Axel would certainly divert all his attention to stalling the scientist's advances toward Roxas, never giving a thought to the possibility he was really the one in need of protection. No, once all Axel could think about was keeping Vexen from Roxas…Then he would get his wish.

The blond set to work at once, leaving his lab, and heading straight or the common room…A little staring would start his act off well…He reached his destination, only to find it deserted, save for Saïx. Oh well, if this was going to work, VIII and XIII weren't the only ones he would need to convince…Besides, Saïx controlled the mission schedule…

Vexen walked over to the blunette, holding a slightly authoritative aura about himself…He outranked Saïx, and he was going to use that. "Have you seen Axel and Roxas?" he asked, the intonation in his voice giving off the impression that this might actually be for something important…Of course, he knew they would be together…When were they not?

"Axel is on a mission. Roxas however, returned not 10 minutes ago…Why are you asking?" Saïx quirked an eyebrow. Okay, so Vexen had been wrong…Delightfully wrong. It would be much easier to set a feeling of unease in the mind of the Key without the redhead to support him.

"I need to ask for data on some heartless. Do you have an issue with that?" Vexen wasn't going to let this conversation go on longer than necessarily…he wanted to get to Roxas quickly, before the other returned…Making Saïx feel he was preventing the scientist from his job was a sure way to do that.

When the X-scarred man didn't reply, except for a small noise of acknowledgement, Vexen turned and strode from the room…Roxas had just returned…Vexen knew where that would mean he had gone: Twilight Town. For some reason, he and Axel had a fixation with that stupid clock tower…He doubted they thought anyone knew about it, but…well, he was about to change that.

He opened a portal as soon as he was clear, right to the top of the clock tower…No sense climbing up dozens of stairs, after all… He smirked, spotting Roxas exactly where he knew he would be; sitting with his feet dangling over the edge, eating an ice cream bar…One little shove would be all it took….Then he wouldn't even have to bother with his plan…But no, no. The superior needed him…The Organization needed him…Or more importantly, his Keyblade…With a slight sigh at the unfortunate truth of that thought, he stepped around the corner.

"…So here's where you got of to, Roxas…" Said Vexen, with a smile he intended to be slightly creepy. With the way the younger jumped, the scientist was surprised he didn't fall over the edge…Too bad…Then he couldn't even be blamed for it…

"Man Vexen…You scared me!" Said the little blond, with a slight laugh, putting a hand on his chest as though his heart were racing…Vexen chuckled to himself slightly at the impossibility of that statement.

"Oh, terribly sorry…" He moved closer, taking a seat next to Roxas, a little uncomfortably close. "I didn't mean to startle you…I just had a request, that's all…" He tried to picture Roxas as his lovely redheaded friend, hoping to give off the impression that this…infant, was the object of his affection.

"A request…? Like what…?"Roxas seemed confused…Why was that not surprising? However, he also seemed a little suspicious of Vexen, shifting away as the man sat down.

"Just some data…I was hoping you wouldn't mind collecting it for me…It's nothing in particular, just…Average levels of heartless and respective nobodies, the ratio of Shadows to Dusks, that kind of thing…"He said offhandedly, gesturing with his left hand as though it were nothing,, while pulling a disk out of his coat pocket with his right and handing it to Roxas. "I would really appreciate the help…" He added, smirking at the Keybearer, all the while thinking of his beautiful Flames…

"Uh…Sure…No problem…" Roxas took the data from him, never particularly having enjoyed Vexen's company, but not it was an altogether more uncomfortable experience…He just wanted the higher-ranking member to go away, as quickly as possible.

The Chilly Academic stood, dusting himself off slightly, and glanced out toward the setting sun, before staring right back at Roxas. "You know…I can see why you like it up here…The view is….Fantastic," He said, keeping his eyes locked on the blond at all times, as if the sun weren't even there...True, he was busily picturing what it would look like with someone else in Roxas' seat…But he would have to appreciate that, another time.

As Roxas looked up at him, he felt a small shiver go down his spine…He usually got that feeling from the ice-empowered member of the organization, but this time, more so than usual…Now he just wanted Axel to hurry back from his mission…Certainly, the absent man would be enough to warm him.

Vexen continued to smile to himself as he turned and walked back to the portal, and promptly back to the castle. He was pleasantly surprised as he stepped through, only to find Axel on the other side…The redhead was, as usual, a lovely sight…From crimson locks, all swept into perfect spikes, to the inverted tear-drop tattoos, to his Organization-issued coat, which hugged his thin frame, seeming to fit him more perfectly than any of the others…

"Vexen? What…?" Axel would normally have no qualms asking just what the hell IV had been doing in Twilight Town, none the less how he knew about the clock tower, but frankly he was more than a little surprised to run into him…True, Saïx had told him that Vexen was looking or both him and Roxas…But he never expected the man to actually find the Keyblade wielder until after their daily ice cream. Finally after a moment, Axel regained himself, and said, "…er…Saïx said you were looking for me and Roxas…What'd you need?"

"Oh, nothing much…I just assumed the Keybearer would be with you…It was him I wanted to find." …A lie, but delivered convincingly. He waited a moment, letting the awkward silence set in properly, and then added "…I needed him…To collect data for me, of course…" A smirk crossed his ace, in a knowing kind of way.

"…It couldn't have waited?" A slight scowl settled itself on Axel's features. Even so, Vexen still though him lovely…His bright green eyes were even more vibrant now, filled with irritation…

Oh, Axel was unfolding this conversation right as Vexen had hoped…"Should it have to? After all Axel…It's not like he belongs to you…" Vexen left him with that though, wanting to preserve the memory of how the redhead looked in that moment; eyes glaring, pale cheeks slightly flushed in anger and embarrassment…Yes, Soon that man would be his…But until then, this particular memory would have to be enough to keep the Chilly Academic happy…