'Where is he?' Roxas gasped as he reappeared in a familiar dull room- the aptly named 'Grey Room'.
'Who?' Saix asked disinterestedly.
'Marluxia!'
'Number XI? He went that way.' Saix pointed down a brightly lit corridor with blue veins running in every direction along the walls. Without a thank-you, Roxas ran. 'Thanks, Saix,' Saix mumbled.
'MARLUXIA!' Roxas yelled. For such a small person, he had a loud voice at times.
'Tsk tsk, inside voice, Roxas.'
'Marluxia!'
'Yes, I think we've established who I am.'
'I-I…'
'You want me to protect you? Oh, I see. When I offer, you don't want it, but the second you're alone you come crawling back. You are so lucky I'm nice.'
'Yes…'
Marluxia smirked. In the few seconds of conversation, he had gotten what he wanted and backed Roxas into a corner. (A/N: I don't mean that what he wanted to back Roxy into the corner, I mean that he got what he wanted as well as backed Roxas into a corner)
'Oh, poor, naïve Roxas. Don't worry; I'll protect you from everything. I just need a little in return…'
Roxas swallowed. 'What do you want?'
'You. I want you to be mine, eternally. We CAN live that long, you know.'
'…Fine. I'm yours.'
'I love you, Roxas.' Marluxia pulled Roxas close by his neck and kissed him gently, at first with Roxas' resistance, but, so as to seal the deal, he leant in to the kiss. Then it was over. Marluxia smiled.
'Did he never tell you how good a kisser you are?'
Roxas blushed. 'No…'
'Tsk, he neglected you, Roxas. He stomped on the precious flower that is you. I, however, can make you grow.'
(AN: Help! I have no idea where to go now, because I only planned this far! Ideas would be appreciated!)