Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue.

Yoru: Okie dokie! Next chappie…and the Yoru's innate sadism begins.

Kuronue: (faceplants) You're going to chase readers off when the story's barely started.

Yoru: Nu-uh. I warned them through you, yes?

Kuronue: I suppose. This chapter contains forced oral sex and sort of consensual sex, as well as more mentions of incest and a minor liking a…major? In other words, major depression ahead.

Yoru: Zexion's part here is basically all sexual abuse, so you can skip to Axel's if you like, which is sex with Reno. So you can skip all the way to Roxas' part if that stuff bothers you - which it shouldn't if you read my stories.

Kuronue: She knows that Roxas and Cloud's parts are small, but they don't have quite the same kind of problems as Axel and Zexion.


Zexion


then Dad comes home, and we watch TV or a movie until I get tired. All in all, it's not half bad.

Zexion finished his paper and placed it in his backpack. Getting up and stretching, he started getting ready for bed. His dad wasn't home yet, for which Zexion was thankful. He stripped off his sweatshirt and jeans, changing into a wife beater and pajama pants. Slipping into his bed, he pulled the covers to his chin and closed his eyes.

Might as well try to doze off before Dad comes home and ruins the tranquility, he thought bitterly as exhaustion began to overtake him.

It felt like only a few seconds of darkness before the door to his room opened and a hand slid under the covers. Zexion's eyes shot open wide, just in time to feel the hand settle on his inner thigh.

"Wake up, Zexion, Dad's home."

"D-Dad, please…" Zexion started, but his father placed a finger on his lips.

"Shush, Zexion, you know begging does you no good."

The covers were pulled down, and Zexion whimpered as his father's weight settled over him. A rough hand grabbed his chin, and the bigger man pressed his lips harshly against the unwilling pair below him. 

Zexion started to struggle, but his father only forced his mouth open and explored it with his tongue. The boy's struggles intensified to no avail.

"Stop struggling," the man snarled as he pulled away from Zexion's mouth.

"I don't want to do this, please," Zexion begged. His father only slid a hand up his son's shirt, resulting in a gasp and more pushing.

"Dammit, Zexion, we've been doing this long enough that you should have learned to stop fighting," his father muttered, finally pinning his son's hands down with one large hand.

"Dad…Dad, I have school tomorrow, I can't be limping, someone will ask about it, come on…" Zexion babbled as his father began to remove his pajamas. Relief flooded him as the stripping stopped.

"Hmmm, you're right. But I'm feeling awfully needy tonight, Zexion. You'll just have to tell them that you fell." His dad's mouth was on his again, as the free hand finished slipping the tie on his pants and pulling them off. Zexion fought hard, trying to pull his hands free.

"Please, people are getting suspicious, I can't be limping! Tomorrow's Friday, Dad! Friday!" Zexion pleaded as his father's mouth moved to his neck and his shirt was skillfully removed.

"I suppose that's true, isn't it?" His father tapped a finger against his chin, "Well, then tonight you are going to suck me off. I'll fuck you tomorrow, if the need arises."

Zexion was yanked up by his hair, and positioned above his father's throbbing erection. He swallowed the bile in his throat as he was pushed closer.

"Do it, Zexion."

"But…"

"Do it or I'll shove it up your ass."

Zexion swallowed again, and then began, feeling tears well up at his father's moans.


Axel




So then Reno comes home, and we hang out. It's pretty cool – we're really close. Sometimes he's home late, but I can fend for myself. I'm a big boy. Anyway, it's late and he's not home yet, but I'm going to bed anyway.

Axel sighed as he read the last line. He knew he needed to go to bed, to get some sleep before Reno got home. There was a small chance that Reno would leave him alone, but he wouldn't risk it. Lying down, Axel put his arms behind his head.

And it's not like he's rough. He makes sure I feel good too. But, dammit Reno, I still don't want it. Why can't I ever bring myself to stop you?

Because it feels so good.

It's still incest.

I'm just saying. You know it's true.

Why am I talking to myself anyway?

"Axel…?" A slurred voice came from his door. Axel's heart started thumping.

"H-hey Reno."

His brother's climbed onto the bed, pulling at his clothes.

"Work was so long, Axel."

"That sucks." Axel clutched his sheets as Reno began kissing his neck. He held his tears in check as Reno's hand cupped his groin, tugging and rubbing just right.

I've got to stop loving you so much…because I don't want this…

He gasped as Reno found his sensitive spot and took full advantage of it.

Maybe you don't, but your body sure as hell does.

Axel mewled as Reno's fingers danced over his skin, brushing over his hardening penis and sending a shockwave of pleasure through him.

"I like that noise, do it again," Reno slurred happily, dusting feathery kisses over Axel's pale throat. Axel mewled again, following through with a gasp as Reno slid a finger into his entrance and began to stretch him.

"Reno…" He almost said, "no," but refrained. Instead he continued to moan his brother's name as Reno slid into him, finding his prostate almost immediately and making sure to hit it every thrust. Axel wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, pulling him close and moaning as Reno began to move faster.

One day I'll tell you that it has to stop. On the day I fall in love, I'll tell you. Until then, I know it helps you, so I'll let you do this to me.

They came together, moaning each other's names into the dark room.


Roxas




Roxas lay awake, watching his brother sleep. Sora's long eyelashes settled across his cheek, fluttering as he breathed. Roxas reached out and touched his brother's hand, sighing.

"Rox…?" Sora opened his eyes blearily. Roxas smiled.

"Go back to sleep, Sor. I'm fine."

"You're touching my hand."

"Just being affectionate. I love you, you know."

Sora smiled sleepily, "Love you too."

Roxas sighed again as Sora went back to sleep, curling his fingers around his brother's hand. He stared at their intertwined fingers, wanting to kiss Sora's and show him how he really felt.

"I know you love me. I just wish you loved me more," he whispered.


Cloud


Cloud lay awake, thinking about Leon. He'd finally talked to the man, only to discover that he had a twelve-year-old daughter that, by Cloud's math, he had fathered at age 15. Did that mean he only married Rinoa because of little Kairi? Leon seemed the type to take responsibility.

You don't know what type Leon is at all, he admonished himself, frowning. You only talked to him today. You'll probably never talk to him again.

He sighed heavily. He knew his dad was right, that it was very inappropriate for Cloud to like Leon. Not only was the other man his teacher's husband, he was also an adult.

The teacher's husband is worse. I'll be an adult in less than a year. He winced as the thought came unbidden.

"Sorry Dad, but I can't control it. Maybe it'll stop eventually if I just stay away from him."

Even as he thought the words, he knew that he was lying to himself. He'd had a crush on Leon for two years without ever talking to him. Staying away from him now, after he'd talked to him, would only make it worse.

"Dammit!" He punched his pillow, growling. He felt tears behind his eyes, and shook his head.

No…no tears…

"Dammit all to hell…" he murmured as the tears fell anyway. He buried his face in his pillow and cried until he fell asleep.