((Author's notes; I finally decided to write a really angsty drabble…Not that it is that dangerous for little kids, but still, I'll be changing the rating to M…Enjoy!))
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-Metal-
Whenever the Superior would go on a rantrum on No. IV, the academic would also go on a rantrum on the youngest Nobody of the Organization-only that not in the exactly same way.
He'd slam the boy into the metallic door of the Labs, thrusting roughly into him; and Roxas would whine, and whimper; eyes shut tightly. "V-Vexen…"
The older blond would grunt and look at him; eyes as cold as the metal Roxas was held against. "It's not like you can feel anything, foolish kid."
And when they'd finish, Roxas would leave murmuring softly; 'But I can still remember…'
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((Well…Okay. I'm not sure how can he remember such things since Sora was never abused (actually, we don't know that… …ahem), but let's all pretend he does. Heh.))