Sorry 'bout the delay, everyone. My parents decided to find my files and read exactly what was in them… and erase them. I've been looking for my handwritten copies, but I only found one page. So, this chappie's from memory. Oh, well. More crazy people, but less blood. sniff

And it's short. Really short. Sorry bout that, too.

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(if you ignored that sentance, you missed the disclaimer)

X awoke to someone's arm over his own. Groaning, he sat up, only to find the arm that still held him down. He sighed and studied the blue sheets on the bed with the pillow, trying not to cry.

"Shh," a voice whispered in his ear, as Zero's other hand reached to stroke his head. "It's okay, pet."

X attempted to shove Zero off him, but found himself too weak. Well, being chained to a bed for who knows how long would do that to a person. "You didn't cut me," X stated blankly.

Zero nuzzled up to his neck. "The first time is your hardest." X didn't move, to depressed and mentally shattered to do anything much. Zero got up, stretching and went outside.

"You may want to get dressed, my X," he called out. "You are naked, you know."

No movement. Zero sighed. X wasn't exactly broken, but X definitely wasn't responsive.

This wasn't working out as much as he'd hoped.

Still, if anything, he was always one to find another way- and he managed to throw breakfast together. "X, come eat," he commanded. No response.
"That's a command, beauty."

X made a sound that sounded like a sleeping barracuda, but Zero could translate. I don't wanna. He smiled. X was already falling into regular routine, a form of acceptance on the situation.

However, discipline still had to be maintained, and he set the food down, calling out again. "Now, X."

More garble. I'm naked.

"Too bad," Zero responded, and moved into the bed. X flinched as Zero trailed a finger down his leg, grabbing his ankle. "Or, my X, I will be forced to punish you later today. I do enjoy it, you know and-"

X sat up warily. "You could give it a rest." He winced as Zero pinched an old wound, a small whimper of pain crawling up his skin.

Zero gave a slight smile, getting up. "I'm so glad you want to join me, my X." he walked out. "Now," he added in a much darker, much more commanding tone.

X rolled his eyes, getting up. Of course Zero would be dressed and of course his ass had to hurt, right? And of course he had to be completely nude, that was more for humiliation. Sighing, he exited the bedroom and found himself staring at Zero.

"Um… there's no chair," he said, stating the obvious.

"I'm sitting on it," Zero said darkly. "You're either on my lap or on the floor."

X looked around the room, at the sofas and the kitchenette and the small table, and then at Zero's lap. He gave a hiss and sat in front of him. Zero just smiled, and placed the plate in front of him.

"No using your hands, pet."

TBC---

(Like you couldn't guess). Again, I apologize about the lack of blood and...evilness in this chapter. Must make it up later.