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Yoru: Soooooo...first off, please don't kill me for taking this long...

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Yoru: Second, I do apologize for taking so long. I have to use WordPad for this because using my laptop is impractical at this point in time, and I hate WordPad. Which shows how much I love you guys - I'm getting this updated using WordPad.

Kuronue: So like it. A lot.

When Axel woke up, he could have sworn that he had dreamed Zexion's forgiveness. But then he looked down and found a familiar slate-blue head resting on his chest. Both were still clothed in their pants, though cloaks and boots had long been discarded. As he gazed on Zexion's perfect beauty, Axel suddenly wanted nothing more than to kiss him awake.

So he did.

He laid a feathery kiss on Zexion's perfect lips, then began sprinkling them all over the Schemer's cheeks, nose, and even eyelids. Zexion grunted quietly, his eyes scrunching up cutely before opening.

"Axel?"

"Morning, Zexy." Axel ran his fingers through Zexion's hair gently, feeling the Schemer melt into the soft touch.

"Must you call me that?"

"Must you be so damn cute and therefore warrant it?"

"I hate you."

"No you don't." Axel kissed Zexion again before a response was made, effectively both silencing Zexion and proving Axel's point. When they pulled away, Zexion frowned and looked at the clock.

"I'm late!" He practically leaped off the bed, finding his boots and cloak. Axel blinked.

"Late for what?"

"I have a meeting with Superior Xemnas, and I'm damn well late for it!"

"After what he made me do to you, you're still going to go to him?" Axel asked slowly, bringing Zexion to a halt. The Schemer turned and came back to him, kissing him gently on the lips.

"Axel, he's still my...our...Superior. I can't just not go to a meeting with him."

"I know. I just...I'm worried for you."

"Please don't be. If something happens, I know you'll come for me." Zexion kissed Axel one more time before hurrying away. Axel watched the still-open door for a long time before finally climbing out of bed and looking for his boots.


Zexion stood dutifully in front of Xemnas, waiting for his Superior to tell him the purpose of the meeting.

"I've been thinking, Zexion."

Zexion stood a bit straighter as Xemnas turned to look at him.

"Thinking that you and Axel have gotten awfully...comfortable as of late."

Zexion's eyes darted toward the door, a move which he knew Xemnas had noted, "Superior..."

"Do you not recall what he did to you?"

"Of course I do. But he..."

"I don't think you grasp the seriousness of what he did. Would you like a reminder?"

"A reminder...no, Superior." Zexion wanted nothing more than to run for the door. But at the same time, his brain was screaming at him that he SHOULD NOT RUN from his Superior. And in that moment of indecision, Xemnas struck.

Zexion sank to his knees as memories filled his still-fragile mind.

Hands explored his body without asking his permission first. A tongue forced its way inside his mouth without him granting entrance. He struggled, tried to bite, but a strong hand stopped him. He was confused, scared, sad...God the hands were forcing his legs apart...

"Axel...please no...please...noooooo..."

He pushed at his assailant, only to have his wrists caught and pinned by a single hand.

"Why...why...stop...STOP!!"

His tormentor ignored him, his eyes blank and unseeing.

"Please, I'll do anything...just don't...DON'T!! PLEASE!!"

He screamed as pain became his world, but a rough mouth muffled it with horrific force.

After that, only incoherent jumbles...

Pain pain scream tears beg pain pinned legs forced apart nonononono pain pain beg beg beg please please not again no no NO!!

Zexion screamed.


Just as Axel located his left boot, he heard it.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

He took off for the Superior's room without really registering the scream. He just knew the voice, knew it was Zexion...knew that Xemnas was doing something horrible. He ran into the room and saw Zexion on the floor, clutching at his hair, screaming. Axel ran to his side, pulling him up, trying to get him to calm down to no avail. Finally he looked up at Xemnas, who only smirked.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" Axel shouted at his Superior. Xemnas chuckled.

"I made him relive it. Relive what YOU did to him. Think he'll want to be so lovey-dovey after this?"

"Why him, you sick bastard? He's never done a goddamn thing wrong in his entire nonexistence!"

"Before, it was about punishing you. Now it's about ruining any chance you have at happiness. Because every moment you're happy, I lose more of my hold over you. I can't have that, can I?"

Axel turned away, petting Zexion and whispering to him, trying in vain to get him to calm. Zexion's eyes were wide and empty, and the only reason his screaming had stopped was because his abused throat simply could not take the strain anymore. Axel pulled Zexion close, kissing his damp cheeks.

"Zexy...please...snap out of it..." He kissed Zexion's lips, only to have his love jerk away as though scalded. Axel felt his own tears falling down his cheeks. He gently set Zexion down, watching him curl into the fetal position. He turned to Xemnas.

"You didn't have to do this, you sick, sick bastard. I was under your control. I AM under your control, because I am terrified of what you'll make me do to him. Please...let him stop. I'll do anything for it to stop."

Xemnas regarded him with a critical eye.

"Anything?"

"Anything. I don't know what you want me to do, but I will do it. Just...please, make it stop."

Just like that, Zexion passed out. Xemnas stepped down, approaching Axel, who steeled himself for anything.

"You will submit to me fully, Eight. If I ask you to wash my underwear, you will do it. If I ask you to suck me off, you will do it. If I ask you to kill your best friend, you will do it. Or I will continue to bring up these memories in Zexion. Am I understood?"

Axel flinched as a hand traced his jaw, "Yes, Superior."


Zexion awoke in a bed not his own. He sat up quickly, finding himself fully clothed. The last thing he remembered was being in Superior Xemnas' room, and then...

And then...

He shook his head wildly. No.

Axel was sitting next to the bed, sound asleep. Zexion wondered how long he had been out. It was dark outside, meaning he had been asleep the better part of a day.

"Zexion?" Axel had awoken. Was that apprehension in his eyes?

"I don't need an 'I told you so', Axel."

A sigh of relief, "I wasn't intending to give you one. I didn't think he would stoop so low."

"Nor did I." Zexion clutched the sheets below him, tears stinging the corners of his eyes.

A hand landed just barely on his face. For an instant, he wanted to pull away from his rapist.

But then his mind clicked in, and he leaned into the touch.

"I'm not sure how well I can handle being with you tonight, Axel."

"I'll wait as long as you need, just like I did before."

"Thank you." Zexion slid from the bed and out of the room before either could say another word.