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AN Wow I really went crazy with this chapter, it like just wrote itself, I couldn't get it to stop, it just kept going on and on. I breifly considered cutting it in half but thought that after last chapter being so short you guys deserve a nice long one, its alot different from my other ones, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
This was a request from NamimiNakashima, please enjoy.
Warning, there is a scene in this chapter that involves drugs, but not drug abuse.
The Lie
There were many rules at Castle Oblivion, but few of them were ever followed. And those few were followed only because it was suicide not it. Following all the superior's orders was one of them. Why you ask, because if you didn't you'd risk being turned into a dusk, which was not hot on the members too do list.
Another rule that was always followed was one that got a lot of raised eyebrows from those who didn't know the consequence for breaking it. And that rule is, never ever touch or go anywhere near Xigbar's guns. Some could say that Xigbar is almost OCD about his 31 guns. In his very room he has a gun rack and they sit on the rack in alphabetical order and he polishes and shines them three times a day everyday. And he has a photographic memory so he will know if they even move an inch.
And why is it that everyone follows this rule, because Xigbar is second in command which means Xemnas makes the mission assignments and Xigbar gets to pick which member will do them. And if you piss him off or get on his wrong side, he won't hesitate to send you on a suicide mission, which is the key reason Demyx got into a horrible predicament.
"Where is it?" Demyx asked to no one in particular, he was literally tearing apart the rec room looking for his musical instrument. "I know I left it in here didn't I." He turned toward his other two friends, who were sitting on the couch watching him with amusement and not even bothering to ask if he wanted any help.
"Why do you even care?" Roxas asked. "You've got your sitar why are you trying to learn the harmonica?"
"So sue me for liking music so much." The older blonde shot searching in between the couch cushions for the fifth time.
"Hey genius, did you forget that Xigbar took it away from you, because you were annoying him?" Axel asked.
A blank look crossed Demyx features as he though for a moment. "Hay your right, thanks Axel." With that said he left the rec room to find the older member.
Axel just shook his head, Demyx could sure be an idiot sometimes, and he turned to his younger blonde friend. "Roxas isn't it your turn to go feed Naminé."
Demyx searched down the plain white halls in search for the senior member. Why's this place so big, how does anyone expect to find each other?" he asked himself.
A much shorter member turned the corner and started walking toward him. "Hay Zexy, have you seen Xigbar?" He asked the slate haired nobody.
Zexion's eye narrowed, glaring at Demyx at his nick name the neophytes usually called him. "Where else could he be, in the poker room with Luxord, most likely losing all his munny."
"Great thanks." Demyx teleported out with a friendly wave, he reappeared inside the poker room, Luxord was at the card table with Xigbar and Xaldin, the three of them were looking intently at the cards in there hands, deeply focused on the game at hand.
"Hey Xigbar?" Demyx called, but the older member didn't even look up at him, Xaldin threw in a couple of poker chips. "I'll raise you double." He murmured softly.
Xigbar stared at his cards a few seconds before shaking his head. "That's it for me, I fold, what do you want Demyx?" the free shooter turned to look at the blonde.
"What did you do with my harmonica?"
"I don't want you annoying me with that thing, your sitar is enough, you want to play it play it in your room deal."
"Fine." Demyx finally gave in.
Xigbar nodded in approval. "All right, I put it in my room, you can go ahead and get it, just don't touch my guns."
"All right thanks." Demyx waved good-bye to the three poker players and teleported outside Xigbar's room, silently walking in. The free shooters room was fairly large, a bed corner, along with a dresser closet, bathroom, and the rest of the space was taken up by a large rack with all of Xigbar's guns displayed on it.
The Melodious Nocturne spotted what he had been looking for, sitting on the bedside table, and silently strided over to retrieve it. When the harmonica was safely back in his possession he started walking toward the door, but stopped as he caught sight of all of Xigbar's guns. How cool would it be to actually touch one of his sacred guns without anyone finding out?
Demyx foolishly decided to follow his thoughts, and tip toed over toward the rack that all 31 guns stood on. He reached a pointed gloved finger toward the shining gun and gently rubbed his finger across it, and smiled with triumph. He has successfully touched the Free Shooters guns without getting caught.
He should have stopped there, his subconscious mind screamed at him to leave it at that, but no it just wasn't enough. Because it would be even cooler to get away with picking up a gun and living to tell about it, of course he wouldn't tell about it anytime soon. And he once again foolishly followed his mind and as careful as it was a baby, he lifted one of the guns off of the rack. He held it for a good ten seconds before very gently and carefully setting it back on the rack.
He was about to do a victory dance, but oh no. He didn't put it on the rack right, as soon as it was out of his hands the large gun fell from the rack making several other guns fall also. All landing on the ground, one of them hit the rack the wrong way making is fall over alone with the other guns, resulting in a thunderous CRASH.
Demyx stared in horror at the mess he just made. "OH……………CRAP!" then he did the first thing that came to his mind … he fled.
"What am I going to do Axel, I'm dead."
"All right Roxas you need to relax for a second."
"Relax? How am I supposed to relax, I'm going to get turned into a dusk." Roxas looked on the verge of tears; he and Axel were currently sitting in Axel's room. The red head was in the process of trying to calm his younger friend down with out much success.
"All right Roxas listen, you can get out of this, no one has to know that you accidently let Naminé go, no one saw you right?"
Roxas just shook his head now afraid that he would fully break down in tears if he spoke and Axel continued. "So when the Superior finds out that she's gone, he'll assume that she escaped, because she's done it before-"
"Never by herself." The Key of Destiny interrupted.
"But he doesn't know that, and he'll find her again just like always?" Roxas still didn't look a bit more relieved than a moment ago. Axel knew that Roxas wasn't very good at telling lies, and in his nervous state, if someone came up and said hi he could blurt out the truth. And Axel wasn't very hot on his friend getting onto trouble and certainly didn't want him to be turned into a dusk. He knew that Roxas would be nervous that someone knew that he did it until it was found out by Xemnas that there memory witch was gone and it had be labeled that she escaped, proving that no one would pin it one him.
"Ok Roxas this is what were going to do, there going to find out she's gone when whoever's turn to feed her goes to her room tonight for dinner. And what your going to do is go to your room and stay there for the rest of the night, I'll make an excuse that your sick or something, and by tomorrow it'll be labeled that she escaped by herself."
"But if I'm not around when Xemnas starts asking questions, won't that look suspicious?"
"You leave that to me, now go right now to your room and don't leave until you wake up tomorrow, I'll bring you dinner if you're hungry."
Xigbar was walking down the halls, on his way back to his room, when he came across Roxas, who was looking suspiciously nervous at the moment. "Hey Roxas, what's up." He casually asked.
"I didn't do it." Roxas immediately responded without even thinking at what was just asked.
The Free Shooter gave the boy a suspicious look. "You didn't do what?"
The blonde gawked at him for a moment, his mouth opening and closing with no words coming out, he'd blown it. "N-nothing." He finally spit out with a nervous laugh.
Xigbar was unconvinced. "What'd you do?"
"I-I told you nothing." The boy tried desperately to sound convincing but new it was no use and he was busted, but maybe if he thought of a good lie.
"You have guilt written all over your face, you did something what was it?"
Roxas quickly thought of a quick lie that couldn't get him in too much trouble and tried to sound convincing. "I…lost Luxords cards." He gave himself credit for at least sounding convincing, Xigbar at least seemed to approve of his answer, he actually winced sympathetically.
"Ouch, he's not going to be happy to found that out, I'd stay clear away from him if I were you." The older nobody advised.
The blonde nodded his head and beat a hasty retreat, and Xigbar continued his way back to his room. When he reached his destination he opened the door and saw the mess of his precious guns lying on the ground, some maybe even damaged.
The Free shooters face turned bright red; someone touched his guns, because this could not have happened by accident from the way he left it. He started ticking off the members in his mind that could not have, or probably did not do it. Larxene? No she was in the rec room along with Marluxia, Zexion, and Xaldin. Lexaeus? He wouldn't touch his guns. Axel? Possible, but did he really have much of a death wish.
Then it came to him. "Demyx!" He knew that the boy had come in here to get that stupid harmonica, and sometime he didn't think. The next thing Xigbar did was teleport to outside number nines room and harshly knocks on the door.
Demyx opened the door wearing his usual smile, but it faded when he saw the look on the older members face. "Need something Xigbar?"
The older member narrowed his eyes. "I believe you know the reason I'm here."
A look of nervousness crossed Demyx's features. "Um… No I don't."
Xigbar made a growling noise before answering. "You touched my guns and made a total mess of my room." He accused.
Demyx started to panic. "No I didn't, do you have any proof."
"You're the only one that's been in my room, you're the only one that could have done it unless you have proof that you didn't do it, you've been deemed guilty."
"It wasn't me because … because I know who did it."
"Then who was it?"
"It was…" Demyx mind gears when into overdrive trying to think of whom he could blame it one without getting into trouble. It has to be someone who doesn't out rank me, Luxord could easily find a way to get back at me, and same with Marluxia, Larxene would surely kill me. Then it came to him "Roxas … it was Roxas." There it was, the lie was set, there was no turning back now, not only was Roxas lower then him, he was also younger.
Xigbar visually scanned over Demyx's face searching for a lie, but didn't even finish before it clicked in his head. That was the reason Roxas looked so nervous, not because he lost Luxords cards but because he just messed up his guns, he brought his attention back to Demyx who was tensed up waiting for Xigbar to reply. "Sorry for the accusation." Was all he said before turning around and leaving. Demyx sighed with relief before closing the door.
Xigbar headed toward Roxas' room, and started thinking about it, it was one members word against another, he better not make any accusations like he did with Demyx, he saw Luxord coming down the hall, what better way to figure out who was telling the truth. "Hey Luxord?"
The blonde member stopped when the two were face to face. "What is it?" he asked.
"You wouldn't happen to be looking for your cards would you?"
Luxord gave him a curious look before summoning his cards. "Nope, got em right here, why do you ask?"
"No reason." And that settled that, it must have been Roxas, he teleported to outside of Roxas' room and didn't even bother knocking on the door, only barging in. Roxas was sitting on his bed looking quiet nervous and just about jumped out of his skin when he barged in without ceremony. "You kid are in so much trouble." He announced.
Total fear crossed the boys features, he'd been caught, how did they find out it was him. "No Xigbar, I can explain." Roxas quickly said.
"So you admit that you did it."
Roxas was just about to ramble on an explanation but what Xigbar said threw him off, he was expecting him to say something along the lines of 'you better start explaining' what did Xigbar mean by admitting it, wasn't it already proven that he was the one that let Naminé go. "What?"
"You admit that you touched my guns."
"What! No it didn't."
"Than what did you think I was talking about?"
Roxas paled at realizing the predicament he was in, if he told Xigbar that he didn't touch his guns than Xigbar would want an explanation at what he thought Xigbar was talking about, there was a long silence and the older member took that for admittance. "No objection, than it was you, you'll find out your punishment tomorrow when you get your mission assignment." With that said Xigbar left the room slamming the door behind him, and Roxas just stood there in shock and horror.
"Oh Axel what am I going to do, I'm dead." Roxas sobbed earnestly into Axel's chest. After getting his head back on and realizing what just happened Roxas ran into Axel room explaining it to him then breaking down into hard sobs of fear.
Axel was trying his best to calm his crying friend, whispering soothing words of comfort, but didn't know how to get Roxas out of it. From what he made out of the story, someone messed with Xigbar's guns, and after Xigbar found Roxas looking so nervous he drew the two together. And he realized that Roxas was stuck in a lose, lose predicament. If Roxas went to Xigbar and told him that he was wrong and he didn't mess with his guns than the boy would be forced to tell him about Naminé which would get him in trouble. Or he could just leave it and not get in trouble about what happened to Naminé, but he would still get punished for something he didn't do.
So either way Roxas would get punished in one way, and he picked the right one, sure he was getting punished for something he didn't do, but going on a suicide mission where you'll most likely come back alive is far better then being turned into a dusk. But it was quite unfair from Axel's point of view and swore that if he found out who touched Xigbar's guns, they would have an accident.
Steering his thoughts back to the sobbing kid in his arms. "Come on Roxas you need to calm down, your making it worse that it actually is."
Roxas looked up at his with tear filled eyes and said between sobs "But Axel, Xigbar's going to send me on a suicide mission, how am I going to survive that?"
"Look suicide mission, is kinda over exaggeration, because remember the superior is the one that makes up these missions and doesn't make up missions to get us killed, it may not be a pleasant mission but I sure your not going to die from it, and if you do Xigbar would be the one getting into trouble for sending you on it."
These words didn't seem to comfort Roxas at all, there was still total fear in those blue eyes and he just clung to Axel and continued to sob his fears out until he eventually cried himself to sleep. When Axel finally realized that his friend was asleep he gently lifted him to be cradled in to his arms and teleported to the boy's room. Gently setting him down onto the bed and pulling the covers over him, he whispered a good night and left the room after turning off the light and leaving the room so that his blonde friend could sleep, because he defiantly would need it.
The next morning at breakfast, Roxas nearly fainted at the sight of the mission assignment papers given to him, in fact he would have fallen onto the floor completely if Axel hadn't been there to steady him when he started to sway dangerously.
Axel made sure that Roxas was sitting down before allowing him to look at the papers, there wasn't much there that would tell how hard the mission was going to be, because it was a world that neither of them knew about, and the mission was nothing but simple going to grab some trinket and coming back. But it was supposed to be a punishment which meant it wasn't going to be easy.
Roxas was scheduled to leave after breakfast so after finishing Axel offered a few reassuring words before letting him go. The blonde boy hugged Axel and said good-bye like he was heading to his death, which Axel strongly believed that, that was exactly what was going through the blondes mind, then with that finished he created a dark portal and left.
When Roxas left, Demyx headed back to his room, terrible guilt was eating away at him, he wondered why Roxas was just accepting it and not trying to fight back, it seamed like something you'd normally do when your accused of something you didn't do. But what was he complaining about, he should be grateful that Roxas was willingly taking the blame that meant he was off the hook.
But it didn't stop the guilt, Roxas was taking his punishment. But once it was finished he would be completely off the hook because, mission punishments were kind of like corporal punishments, once it's over all is forgiven and it's never brought up again. Corporal punishments weren't given out very often at the castle, and when they were it was usually kept quiet, the only members knowing of it would be, the one receiving it, the one administering it and maybe a friend or two that was told, or someone that was walking by and overheard. The only one that Demyx knew about that the entire organization found out about it, was one that happened to Zexion and Larxene overheard it and broadcasted it to everyone. It was resulted in a very embarrassed Cloaked Schemer and Larxene was giving a week long very hard mission assignment. And let's just say that it never happened again.
He reached his room and summoned his sitar hoping that maybe it would distract him from the guilt, but it turned out to be false hope, he just couldn't play. Sighing he dismissed his weapon and sat there for a while. Maybe he should just fess up and face the music. But then not only would he get punished for touching Xigbar's guns but also for lying and getting Roxas into trouble, and he didn't want to know what punishment he would recieve for that.
Several hours later a portal opened up and Roxas stumbled through, and took about three steps before collapsing. That world was a literal hell, fire everywhere with nothing to quench it. Huge blotches of his skin had been burned he was certain that he had third degree burns somewhere on his body, and the pain was horrible, he had never felt it so bad before. Tears of pain started falling from his eyes he tried to stand up again but he just fell face down on the ground with a whimper. "Roxas!" he heard his name called but was in too much pain to answer.
He heard fast foot steps coming toward him, he looked up to see Axel running toward him, Demyx close behind. "Roxas what happened?" the red head asked dropping to his knees next to him and helping the blonde sit up and look at him.
"The mission … fire … burns …" was all that Roxas was able to weakly spit out before falling back. Axel quickly moved behind him to stop the boy from hitting his head on the ground. "Axel it hurts." Roxas whimpered weakly.
Axel shifted his friend slightly and drew the zipper down on his coat and opened to look at the blonde more closely, and saw the scalding marks on his body. He gently lifted the boy's shirt and saw burns on his stomach also, in which he swore loudly.
Roxas gave another loud whimper. "A-Axel … I don't feel good."
The red haired nobody took a brief moment for that to sink in. "Are you going to be sick?" he asked ready to act if the answer was yes.
Roxas made a few gulps trying to will his stomach under control, not succeeding he nodded yes and Axel shifted him so that he could lean over and be sick on the floor instead of himself. Once the boy was finished emptying the contents of his stomach he leaned back against his friend with a loud groan. "Come on Rox, let's get you to Vexen." Axel announced.
The boy nodded and as he felt himself being gently shifted the world faded around him.
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Demyx sighed to himself as he walked down the hall, after finding Roxas kneeling on the floor after coming back from his mission he and Axel took him to Vexen. It turned out that the world he went to was up in flames when he arrived and Roxas only barely managed to complete it and make it back alive, but not unscathed. He ended up coming back with severe second degree burns and mile third degree. And was now labeled out of commission and unable to do mission work.
Sure Xigbar had gotten into trouble sending Roxas there, even if it was for punishment. But even knowing that he still couldn't stop thinking that if he had gone on the mission instead of Roxas than it wouldn't have turned out so bad. The superior had put a note that Xigbar overlooked on the mission assignment papers that, that particular mission was meant for either him or Axel. And he couldn't stop kicking himself, thinking that if he had told the truth he would have been sent on that mission and not Roxas.
But still what's done is done, but that didn't stop the guilt. Eventually he started making his way to Roxas' room hoping that maybe helping his hurt friend would take some of the guilt away. When he reached the boys room Demyx knocked on the door and when he didn't receive an answer just opened it up.
Axel of course was there, probably trying to help his friend get as comfortable as possible giving the condition he was in. "Are you sure you don't want any pain killers Rox?" Axel was asking when he walked in. Axel briefly acknowledged his presence before turning back to the younger blond.
"No thanks Ax, I want to try to go as long as possible without them … hey Demyx." Roxas was lying on his bed with the covers drawn over him, Demyx could see some of the white bandaged that covered his neck, he didn't look very good.
"Hay Roxas, how you feeling?" Demyx asked quietly.
Roxas just closed his eyes and groaned loudly. "Don't ask." Was all he said.
"What really makes me mad is that you didn't deserve this." Axel commented Demyx wisely remained silent. Roxas breathing started to become labored, he must have been in pretty intense pain. "Oh … God it hurts … Axel could you do me a favor and just murder me, do it quick and don't use your element?"
Axel actually cracked a smile. "No can do Roxas, but there another way to take the pain away." The red head shook a small capsule with pills in it.
Roxas sighed in defeat. "Ok I think I'll take some of that vicodin now."
Axel without hesitation opened up the capsule. "You want one or two?" he asked.
"Two please." Roxas replied after thinking about it.
Axel poured out two of the pills into his hand then grabbed a glass of water, sitting down on the side of the bed to help the boy. He was just about to hand the pills to the boy when Roxas stopped him. "Wait … I think I'm going to be sick again."
Axel nodded before setting aside the cup and pills and grabbed the trashcan. "Guess there's no use taking them if you're going to throw them back up right after. He helped the boy lean over the trash. Once the stomach spasms stopped Roxas leaned back against the pillows. Axel gave his the glass of water to rinse his mouth out before giving him the pills.
Once the drugs were in the Key of Destiny's stomach he laid back and waited for them to take affect. Demyx couldn't handle it anymore, he now felt even worse than he did before he came. "Hope you feel better soon Rox." He said before leaving.
After the door was closed Axel and Roxas both exchanged confused looks. "What's eating him?" Roxas asked.
"I don't know." Axel replied but I'm going to find out he added silently. "I'll be back in a little bit, you need anything else?"
The blonde just shook his head. "No I'm ok for the most part, the vicodin should be kicking it soon and it'll knock me out."
Axel left the room closing the door softly and headed strait to Demyx's room. Knocking on his door softly and waiting a moment before the door open. "Hay Ax … what's up?"
"May I come in I want to talk to you?" Axel asked.
Demyx suddenly looked nervous but nodded and opened the door wider to let him in. Demyx went and sat on the bed, twiddling his fingers nervously. Axel stepped in but didn't sit down, he visually looked Demyx up and down. His friend looked nervous and guilt ridded. "So what'd you want to talk about?" the blonde asked.
"I just wanted to see if you were ok, you seemed kinda …" Like you're hiding something "Stressed."
"I'm fine Axel." Demyx insisted but Axel wasn't buying it and had a feeling that he knew exactly what was eating his friend.
"Feel bad about what happened to Roxas?"
"No!" Demyx said quickly then realized what that sounded like and tried to cover it up. "I mean yes … I mean …" he sagged and was speechless.
Axel gave him a knowing look. "You know I was the one that touched Xigbar's guns, don't you?" Demyx asked.
Axel scoffed at him. "At least you admitted it."
Demyx sighed, he was caught and it was now time to face the music. "Are … are you mad." He realized what a stupid question that was, of course Axel was mad.
Axel glared at him for a moment then his eye's softened and his answer took Demyx by surprise. "No."
Demyx almost couldn't believe his ears, was Axel really not mad. "You're … Not?"
Axel just shook his head, his eyes looking more sympathetic with each passing second. "I'm not mad, more disappointed."
Demyx sighed, it would have been better if Axel was mad. "I guess you're going to tell Roxas now aren't you." Demyx assumed.
Once again taking the blonde by surprise Axel shook his head, then let out a light laugh at Demyx's unbelieved face. "Look Demyx, its over, Roxas paid the price and no one going to say anymore about it. And I'm not going to tell on you, weather you tell the truth or not is up to you."
Demyx couldn't believe his ears he was really getting let off the hook. "You can leave like this and on one will ever know, but you'll also have to live with the fact that Roxas took your punishment." Demyx sighed of course Axel would state the bad parts of getting let off the hook. "I'm leaving it up to you and your conscience now, and I'm going to leave you with one last thought, can you live knowing the fact that Roxas took the blame?" and that was the last Axel said before leaving.
Demyx sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time that day, he knew the answer to that question, the answer was no, he couldn't live with it, he would one day fess up, and until that day he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. He knew what he had to do, it was time to fess up, for real.
He stood up and left his room walking to his impending doom. He ended up in front of Xigbar's door much too fast and briefly considered taking a detour, but knew he should just stop stalling and get it over it. Would Xigbar be mad? Probably. What would he do? Would he be turned into a dusk, sent on a horrifying mission, or worse?
He knocked on the older members' door and heard a gruff "Come in." taking one last deep breath with icy knots of fear tied in his stomach he opened the door and walked in. Xigbar was organizing his guns again, not looking very happy about doing it. "Hay, what's up dude?" Xigbar asked pausing from his work.
Demyx gulped before continuing. "I … have to tell you something."
"And what's that" Xigbar started to look suspicious.
"Um well you see … Roxas wasn't the one that messed with your guns."
Xigbar's face hardened. "It's kinda late to be telling me this, how do you know it wasn't him."
"Well." The blonde gulped again. "Because … it was me."
"It was you, you're the one that told me it was Roxas, you lied."
"I … I know … I'm sorry."
"And not only did you lie but you blamed it one another member and got him in trouble, and look where its landed him, and you even got me in trouble." Xigbar was red faced and thoroughly pissed off now.
"I'm-I'm sorry." Demyx was close to tears now and now trembling as Xigbar towered over him.
"Oh believe me, you will be." Xigbar stated and grabbed the scruff of Demyx collar and pushed him toward his bed.
Demyx started to panic, what was Xigbar going to do it him? When they reached the bed Xigbar unzipped Demyx's coat and tore it off of the blondes back. Dear God, is Xigbar going to ra- he didn't even finish his train of thought. He now found himself face down across Xigbar's lap, his backside raised up displayed for all to see. He felt relief when he realized the Xigbar wasn't going to do what he just feared a second ago, but then thinking about it, was this any better.
Xigbar carefully pulled down the blonde pants and boxers revealing his pale cheeks, being careful not to hurt him, sure he was angry but he didn't want to injure the trouble maker. "Demyx, this is the most selfish thing you've ever done." Xigbar scolded landing a harsh smack across Demyx's bottom, making him jump slightly.
"Not only did you break the rule of never touching my guns." He sent his hand crashing down again on the blondes rear, Demyx managed to keep quiet and still this time. "But you blamed it on Roxas." Xigbar continued the lecture landing another swat on the blondes backside and a whimper escaped Demyx's lips. "And he took your punishment, and paid a heavy price for it." Smack! "And he could have been killed from it, and I will admit that it was partly my fault, but it doesn't excuse what you did." SMACK!
A cry has escape from Demyx's mouth, "I'm sorry!" he cried, the guilt finally getting to him. Xigbar kept a steady pace and remained silent and watched the younger nobodies' bum turn from pink to red to a deep crimson. It didn't take long for Demyx to break down into sobs from pain and guilt. And by now he was blubbering out apologizes and begging for the older member to stop.
Xigbar just shook his head and lifted his knee to get better exposure to the youths under curves and started landing harsh smacks on his tender sit spots, making the Melodious Nocturne cry all the more harshly.
Xigbar thinking that the kid just about had enough he decided to get to the ending. "All right Demyx tell me all of the reasons for why you're being punished." Xigbar ordered sending a hard smack across the center of the blonde's cheeks resulting in a loud cry form the boy.
"I … I broke the rule of never touching your guns." Smack! "And I lied about it, blaming it on Roxas." Smack! Smack! "And I got Roxas in trouble."
Demyx finally completely broke down and couldn't even speak out any more words. Xigbar sent down another nine harsh spanks before stopping altogether. Demyx cried over Xigbar's lap a small puddle was forming on the ground from his tears. Xigbar rubbed his back in circles waiting for him to compose himself, when he loud sobs tuned into soft cries the Free Shooter helped the boy into a standing position.
"Ok Demyx tell me what you learned?" Xigbar asked pulling up Demyx's boxer's and pants.
"I'll never touch your guns again, and I won't lie … and I'll never blame anything on Roxas again." Demyx replied still trying to keep his sobs under control.
"Exactly, now once you're ready we'll head down to Roxas' room so you can apologize."
Demyx nodded but somehow felt even worse, knowing that he had to go and fess up to Roxas, which was going to be torturous. But all in all he didn't protest, he was in enough trouble already. Once he fully composed himself, he and Xigbar took the dreaded walk down to Roxas' room, he wasn't sure if he could bare the look on the kids face when he was told the truth. But he knew that it was all part of his punishment.
They reached his door much sooner than he could have wanted, Xigbar knocked on the door and walked in, Roxas was on the bed looking out of it and pained but fully awake and alert, Axel surprisingly wasn't there. "What is it you guys." The boy asked weakly.
"Demyx has something to say to you." Xigbar answered motioning for Demyx to continue.
"Um, yah, Roxas um, you see we know that it wasn't you that touched Xigbar's guns, it was … it was me."
The look on Roxas' face would of broken Larxene's heart. "What?" he asked in a soft tortured voice. Oh why, why couldn't Roxas just get mad at him and start yelling, that betrayed look was killing him.
"I … I was the one that really did it, I know I should of said something and not have you take the blame and … I'm sorry."
The betrayed look never left the younger blondes features, and Xigbar broke in. "Now Roxas as part of Demyx's punishment he now has to wade on you hand and foot, at least until your fully functional again.
The tortured betrayed look immediately left Roxas' face and was replaced with a mischievous grin.
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"Hay Demyx, pass me my pain killers." Roxas asked.
Demyx sighed to himself and handed Roxas the capsule. A week after the incident Roxas was feeling much better but still didn't waist the fact that Demyx was his personal slave until he was back on his feet. He handed him a glass of water also so that he could take the pills.
"Thank you, and now I'd like a strawberry shake."
"And I kinda feel like a soda." Axel commented he was sitting next to Roxas on his bed, also taking advantage of Demyx's predicament.
"And get a soda for Axel." Roxas said.
"Of course." Demyx replied. He really didn't mind this part of his punishment, he really did feel bad about what happened to Roxas and it was the least he could do, at least the guilt didn't get him anymore. All of this started from a lie, he learned his lesson, he would never lie again.
The End
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AN I totally wanted to add more to this chapter, but it was just getting too long, so going by how you guys liked it, I might write a part 2, but no promises.