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Kuronue: Guess it's up to me, then. Hello, everybody. Thanks for the reviews and Alerts and all, Yoru really appreciates it. And now, watch the stunning feat as she types the next chapter half asleep. By the way, none of you guessed who Zexion loves. Shame, shame on all of you.

Yoru: (sits up) I love you guys though. Okay, next chap.

Zexion woke up, still folded within Xemnas' arms. He immediately shuddered, feeling the evil man's hands on his chest. A wet tongue ran up the back of his neck, and he flinched.

"Good morning, Zexion."

"…good morning, Superior."

Xemnas let go of him and sat up, stretching. Zexion made to get off the bed and leave, but a hand on his back stopped him.

"You don't have to go quite yet, my love." Xemnas pulled Zexion's face around, smirking. As Xemnas' lips fell on his once more, Zexion wondered how his Superior could have the gall to call him "love". He was pushed back down onto the bed, Xemnas' kiss gentle instead of demanding. Zexion could have enjoyed it, if it weren't for the blunt fact that Xemnas had raped him the night before.

Xemnas coaxed Zexion's tongue into his own mouth and sucked on it gently, hoping to elicit a moan. He frowned as his ministrations only brought forth a quiet whimper. He pulled away.

"You could try to enjoy it."

"With all due respect," and there is none, "you raped me last night, Superior. I can't enjoy it."

"So you want me to just fuck you and not let you like it?" Xemnas asked, stroking Zexion's flat stomach with the back of his hand.

Zexion had no response for that, and so held his silence.

"I thought not. Go shower, and then you can leave. I'll call for you when I want you again…for any reason. You may use the shower through that door." Xemnas dragged Zexion up and shoved him off the bed. Zexion stumbled into the bathroom, wincing as his legs barely supported him. He turned on the shower, keeping it hot.

Leaning against the wall with the water beating down on him, he let himself cry.


He tried to hide a limp as he headed back to his room. If he could just get there and to a healing potion, he'd be fine…at least physically. Emotionally, he felt lost and broken.

"Zexion? Are you all right?"

He turned to see his angel standing behind him.

"I'm fine, Roxas."

"You're limping." Roxas came to him, concern written all over his pretty face. Zexion turned away, blushing slightly at Roxas' open scrutiny.

"I hit my leg hard on a desk. I'm getting a potion for it."

If Roxas saw the lie in Zexion's eyes, he didn't mention it. Instead he accompanied Zexion to his room, leaning against the door as Zexion searched out a healing potion.

"What about the plan? Does Superior think it'll work?"

Zexion shut his eyes tightly at the mention of his rapist, but stayed turned away from Roxas as he gulped the potion. Immediately the pain in his nether regions ceased.

"He wants to look it over more." He threw away the empty bottle, ignoring the resounding crash from the inside of his trash can. Roxas' eyebrow arched.

"Did he piss you off?"

"What?"

"You never throw things." Roxas came into the room, blue eyes actively searching Zexion's face. The Cloaked Schemer carefully placed a mask over his feelings, hoping Roxas couldn't see his turmoil.

"I didn't mean to throw it."

"Why were you in there all night, Zexion?"

Was that a flash of hurt in Roxas' eyes?

Zexion couldn't bear to let the lie start with his angel.

"He wouldn't let me leave until he finished with the plan. You know how tired I was last night; I fell asleep in his room. He let me stay there."

"Superior Xemnas? Did that?"

"Yes. He can't have the man making his plans for him burning out, can he?" Zexion turned away from Roxas and left the room. He walked until he was sure that Roxas wasn't following him, and then he sat, sliding down the wall behind him.

"Roxas…I'm sorry I have to lie to you."


Roxas turned the corner and bumped into Axel.

"Watch it, short stuff," Axel said, ruffling Roxas' hair.

"Have you seen Zexion?" Roxas asked. Axel thought a moment.

"About half an hour ago. Why?"

"Did he seem a little strange to you?"

Axel rubbed his chin in thought, "Now that you mention it, he does seem a little off. Like he's distracted…and he's never distracted."

"He spent the night in Superior Xemnas' room last night." Roxas frowned as Axel laughed.

"Maybe they're lovers!"

"That's not even slightly funny," Roxas snapped. Axel only laughed harder.

"You're jealous!"

"I am not! There's nothing to be jealous of!" Roxas growled and stormed off to continue his search for Zexion. Axel followed, still laughing.


Zexion steeled himself as he passed Xemnas' door. He hoped against hope that his Superior wasn't there. But even as he hoped, a voice stopped him.

"Not even stopping to say hello, lover?" Xemnas smirked as Zexion flinched at the term.

"I'm sorry, Superior. I'm very bus…mmmph!" Zexion started to struggle as Xemnas' lips latched roughly onto his own. Xemnas pinned Zexion's hands against the wall before the boy could shove him away, ignoring his muffled protests. Zexion fought as Xemnas' fingers laced with his own. Finally the Superior pulled away, chuckling as Zexion jerked his face away. Xemnas leaned down and licked the shell of a pale ear, earning a flinch.

"Don't struggle, Zexion. What if someone had come down the hallway and seen you struggling against me? I would just have to silence them, wouldn't I? And what if it had been your pretty little Roxas?"

Zexion's eyes widened a fraction, but he said nothing. Xemnas smiled.

"This time, you're going to kiss me back, aren't you?"

"…why are you doing this?" Zexion whispered. Xemnas didn't answer, only chuckled and pushed his lips against his forced lover's own. Zexion shut his eyes tightly, feeling a hand on his chin. As Xemnas' tongue swiped across his bottom lip, he swallowed his nausea and opened his mouth just enough for the wet organ to slide in.

The hand holding his against the wall squeezed painfully, and Zexion forced his tongue to move against the invader in his mouth. He wanted to cry as Xemnas let out a small moan. Finally, knowing it was expected, he let his fingers fall and hold Xemnas' hand.

He didn't see the shocked and hurt blue eyes watching from down the hall.