Disclaimer: Dissidia and Final Fantasy 9, does not belong to me, nor do the characters. Please enjoy. I apologize if I took too long again. Also: a spoiler if you haven't beaten FF9 o.o .
A/N: I'm really slow now my process is now hard to say I will try to publish these chapters as much and as soon as I can I can't promise anything now.
Chapter 10- HoPeLeSs
"You don't remember me?" Zidane stares at Bartz surprised his face turning confused he looked around carefully he didn't know if Bartz had a plan or not or was just acting strange because he was being watched carefully. "Come on Bartz it's me Zidane don't you find it weird that I'm tied like this by chains I'm your best friend do you really not remember…me?" his voice trailed off seeing the look at Bartz his best friend was he really gone. "Are you acting?" he whispered staring at Bartz with hope.
"I'm sorry young Master, but I don't know you this is my first time seeing you Master Kuja barely took me in couple of days ago. You see I came here to visit with my friend Leon the area is quite beautiful. We were sight-seeing until I dropped all our money so now well you see, I'm working up my money. The Master offered us the job." He says smiling back at Zidane he stands up going to the cart of food. "Oh I brought you food." He says positively.
"No, you came here to visit me, I got kidnapped by Kuja and you and Leon came to save me but Leon Betrayed us…I don't know why…your acting weird Come on Bartz." Zidane's face grew troubled. "What did they do to you Bartz?" He thought.
"I don't remember telling you my name, are you psychic? Haha, Shhh...There now maybe the starvation and long sleep confused you or caused you to hallucinate such a story or you have me confused with someone else I mean that guy must be pretty good looking if he looks like me." He chuckles. I barely started working here remember? I haven't been here long. You have been out for a couple of days." He says with a small smile. "He's pretty cute." He thinks.
Zidane ignored Bartz and got on top of him. "He erased your memory I bet. Don't you understand?" He says pulls Bartz tie making it loose. "You really don't remember do you…I'll make you remember." Zidane quickly took off his shirt pulling Bartz shirt undoing the button before Bartz would have a chance to react. "What am I doing…? I just can't believe this I won't he can't forgot me like that…" he thinks sadly his expression turning sad.
"Whoa! Hey!" Bartz blushes falling backwards on the bed with Zidane on top of him he felt provoked and wrapped his arms around Zidane's waist rolling over making himself be on top, pinning Zidane down "Hold on…" he gasps feeling his thoughts spinning he gasps staring at Zidane feeling aroused he licks his lower lip his hair falling forward creating a shadow over his blue eyes. "We shoul-"
Zidane forces his tongue in Bartz mouth not letting him speak reaching for Bartz groin his hands swiftly undoing Bartz pants quickly "You want me, this says otherwise." He grabs Bartz member gripping it desperately. He licks Bartz lip trying to show how vulnerable he was, the small blonde quickly looks at what he's wearing he seemed to be wearing some short pants. He thinks to himself "Kuja you sick fuck you never cease to amaze me you pervert, I really have to get out of here before he rapes me…" His focus returns to Bartz searching his eyes longing to be remembered.
Bartz groans and gives in a little almost falling on top of Zidane. "Ah…wait" he says flinching a bit he arches his back backwards and pulls Zidane on top of him "Let me touch you.." he says his head spinning his thoughts pushing onto perversion and temptation. He runs his hands toward Zidane's hair running his hands through his bangs he reaches lower to where it was tied and began undoing it and letting his hair fall to his shoulders. "The Masters really lucky to have you young Master." He says smiling arrogantly falling helpless to the small blonde. "I have to do what he says right?" he thought grinning inside.
"Call me Zidane." He moves licking Bartz neck keeping his eyes narrow "What can I do…What am I doing…?" he thinks moving his head lower to Bartz groin releasing Bartz manhood from his pants revealing him, hastily he rubs him enjoying the sensation in his hands. Zidane released a smile his hands shook with anticipation making Bartz moan and groan. "But I want to touch you you feel so good you're so big I just." Zidane lowers his head tickling Bartz revealed area with his soft long hair. His hands began gripping Bartz hips teasing him.
Bartz eyes widen "No wait, I can't…nngh." Bartz was too excited to reject or move he really wanted the small blondes pinkish mouth on his hardness he could feel his heart racing he couldn't remember why he came in for his masters orders were forgotten. He pushes Zidane off with force. Making him cry in surprise, small clear fluids cry down from his tip running down his long hardness it quivered he felt it pulsing crying to be inside the small blonde he grips Zidane hands putting them above his head. Shoving his mouth and kissing Zidane with a lot of passion and desperate relief. "Zidane let me in you, where's the lube I could just if you suck…I can…no I can maybe use my fingers and jerk you if you want…you tease…" he chuckled kissing Zidane's nose.
Zidane stared at Bartz shocked he felt inferior always being bottom but that immediately was forgotten as soon as Bartz began rubbing him not waiting for Zidane to answer or argue back. Bartz was already lost in thought and was commencing with whatever he desired. His shorts were immediately pulled off along with his boxers he furiously blushes his tail trying to hide himself.
Bartz rubs Zidane's entry slipping a finger inside making Zidane gasps "Your tight eh heh, I just want to shove myself inside you!" his hand twitches "God you tease me god I love you." He kisses Zidane continually his arousal reaching his limit, biting Zidane's neck and rubbing him shoving another finger inside. "So hot…so ready aren't you?" he goes back looking at Zidane lovingly his stare becoming intensified with every passing second. "You're so cute Zidane…" he says in a whisper.
Zidane gasps tears releasing from his eyes blushing furiously. "Save me Bartz take me away from here shh…nnn" he moans cutely his eyes shining and glistening almost sobbing at the look Bartz was giving him he really looked at Zidane different like he really didn't remember Zidane "this stare is different." He thought to himself.
"Hey!" A brown-haired male runs toward them pulling Bartz of with force a glare falls on Zidane "What the Fuck are you doing!" he stares angrily at Bartz infuriated "Are you stupid!" he snarls unbelieving taking out his gun blade and shooting at Zidane making sure only to grace his check.
Bartz falls back and quickly pulls his pants up "He started it I swear you uh…come on you can't say no to that!" he says pointing at Zidane his face red with embarrassment. He fixes his tie returning back to reality he couldn't help but return to looking back to the blonde "He's cute! Squall…" he whined not wanting to stop what he was doing. "I should have locked the door." He thought glumly.
"No wonder you were taking so long to come back. I can't believe your arguing with me! I can say no to him!" Squall stares widely at Bartz his head getting hot his teeth clenching his sword he restrains himself a little. "Cute? What am I then? What you want to do him! What am I painted here!" he says shoving his sword down through the floor making it crack. Startingto lose his cool.
'"No, no I, he, I love you Squall…don't get mad please…" he scratches his head "I was just doing as I was told." His face turns into a pout "It's our job no? You want to get back to our hometown don't you? You want to get paid. Well my hometown at least cause you ran out on Rinoa remember?" He says frowning.
Zidane grows sad he rubs his cheek raising his eyes to Squall glaring a bit then resumes with putting his shorts on. He grabbed his blanket and covered himself with it hiding. He didn't' know what to say but he was pleased with himself. His stomach growled remembering that Squall and Bartz were servants daringly he uncovers his face still wearing the blanket over his hair kind of the way a nun would cover herself. He was about to say something but didn't bother.
"Love me…If Kuja sees what you're doing he could kill you. Are you really stupid or what?" he snarls pulling Bartz arm and putting him behind himself "We should trade jobs, I'm going to watch this runt for now on." he glares at Zidane hatefully feeling a bit intimidated. "I don't know why I agreed to let you do so."
Zidane gets of the bed his chains clanking together "You guys are going to leave me here!" There was sadness in his voice. "You got to get me out of here!" he says his voice cracking and begins moving quickly forward suddenly falling back since the chains would let him go so far. "Agh!" he falls to the floor. "Squall don't do this to me…" he says his eyes tearing.
Bartz runs toward Zidane "Kuja wanted me to watch him. Young master are you ok?" he pulls him up worriedly forgetting that Squall was present once again. "Don't say such nonsense heck I would trade you spots if I could live here." He looks around the room. "You're lucky young Master don't be sad" Bartz goes through his pocket and takes out a handkerchief along with a band aid whipping the blood away and puts the band aid on Zidane's cheek. "There." He laughs a little rubbing Zidane's cheek. "Don't cry cute little monkey."
"No! I'm not, you're going to leave me here! At least kill Kuja! You don't have to take me with you!" he glares at Squall angrily "Are you happy Squall!" He pulls Bartz tie down stealing a kiss.
Squall pulls Bartz back "I am happy unlike you, who doesn't appreciate the Master whatsoever, Bartz is mine runt, so why don't you back off!" he says.
Zidane shakes his head "What's wrong with you Leon did you hit your head? Or did Kuja brainwash you? This isn't like you. Take Bartz I don't want him like that, I'm sorry ok? I just want to get out of here and return to Garnet, she needs me!" he practically pleads. He stands up staring at Leon. "I'll give you money to head back.
"I didn't hit my head; you should get back to bed or eat the food we have for you. If you want some sex why don't you ask your Master and leave what's mine alone." He pulls Bartz arm "Let's go we have more errands to run, for now on I'll attend to him myself. I don't know what you mean give me money. I rather work than try getting myself killed by someone for no one." He growls shutting the door behind him.
"What! Hey, what did he mean? You guys know each other?" Bartz looks curiously at Leon he felt Leon's grip tighten.
"No, I don't we barely started working remember that kids crazy. It's not my business or yours so let's not get involve. We have a job to attend too. You know how the boss is he's not one to mess with. I'll take your job from now on." He says annoyed. "Why do I feel…bad" he thought irritated. Leon tries to ignore his thoughts and buttons Bartz shirt up.
"I want to watch Zidane." Bartz added intently his face carrying vulgar thoughts. "What you don't trust me?" he pushes Squall forward a little and laughs.
Leon pushes Bartz onto the wall "I do trust you." He pushes his forehead onto Bartz "It's him who I don't trust." His blue eyes staring at Bartz desiring to do more, regardless of the errands. He cubs Bartz cheek carefully drowning Bartz in a kiss.
Bartz pushes Leon off "Were working aren't we?" he says annoyed pulling away from the kiss and pushing Leon's face away "I think your hiding something from me." Bartz shakes his head "dick." He mumbles beginning to walk away.
Leon angrily grabs Bartz wrist "You were about to have your way with him! What would I be hiding! We need to get out of here already. I'm the one who got this job, don't listen to that twerp. He and Kuja have something weird going on. We shouldn't get involved unless were ready to fight him or die." He spats clenching his fists "Why should we go through that for someone we don't know." He says sadly feeling remorse.
Bartz sighs "But he looked so sad…" he mumbles.
~Later that evening~
Zidane stares at the food refusing to eat he pulls on the chain as he tries biting it "ah…" Zidane falls back on the bed "I hate you Kuja…" sighing tiredly "How am I going to get out of here…"he thinks looking around.
The door opens and Kuja walks inside his hair swaying back and forth as he walks and smiles with a deviant look on his face "Did you miss me slave?" he slurs eager to see Zidane moving closer and closer.
"No fuck off!" he growls his tail rising up angrily. "Why don't you leave me alone and go die!" Zidane yells enraged. "What did you do to Squall and Bartz!" he asks demanding "I know you did something." His face grows enraged.
Kuja floats over to Zidane happily placing his knee on the bed "Do you desire anything today slave?" he touches Zidane's knee then snaps his fingers making Zidane curl in pain " Ah music to my ears I missed you love. You were sleeping for a week, don't be angry at me. I had to do what I had to do to be with you." He says grabbing Zidane see through shirt and ripping it off with force.
Zidane coughs and yelps "St-Stop…you psychopath…" he cries in pain gripping the bed sheets until his hands burned from the pain. He cries, biting his lip accidently. Turning his glare into a pleading expression toward Kuja " W-Why...are you so sick…you b-bitch." He gasps sweat dripping from his chin along with tears. "Why…" he gasps feeling weaker and weaker. "Did you have to take my friends." He grits his teeth.
Pulling the chain that was wrapped around Zidane's neck forward and licking Zidane's bruised lip "You call this sick." He giggles. "Your beautiful brother… don't you see were meant for each other I can't let" He licks the tears hungrily "you go." He says starting to wrap his hands around Zidane's small waist. "Today you're going to do something for me." He licks his lip grabbing Zidane's hands. "I want you for myself." He whispers pleased.
Zidane stares up at Kuja "F-Fuck you…" he gasp screaming feeling nausea run all over his stomach surrendering himself to Kuja tiredly "I hate you. So much…" he raises his eyes meeting his master's eyes "What…are y-you doing?" He pulls his hands away from his grasp.
Kuja takes a dagger out and slices Zidane's stomach lightly but enough to make him bleed he does this continuously making all of Zidane stomach full of wounds "Master I'm your master I'll punish you as long as you resent me and I'll punish you even if you listen because you won't love me!" he says growling as he moves his face to Zidane licking the sweet blood. Hearing Zidane cry with every cut he inflicts.
Zidane felt dizzy his body burned and ached. He touches his stomach shaking and pulls Kuja's hair but he let's go not wanting to anger Kuja any further. He falls against the bed surrendering to him "Master let me go… please…" he says his voice sounding unnatural strange to him his vision growing a blur he couldn't help but let out small moans. He goes back to gripping Kuja's hair.
"Let go slave." Kuja voice sounding hateful but Zidane's grip wouldn't release him. He immediately strike's Zidane hard making him spit out blood "You didn't even finish eating! You stupid monkey! You stupid slave you want me to do something for you? Who's the Master here?" he stares crazily at Zidane his purple eyes growing a flare
Zidane coughs he ends up throwing up blood on the side of the bed "St-stop… I didn't mean to." he quickly covers his mouth his cheek aching. Tears run down his face trickling down to his chin. "Why did I let him live…" he thinks.
"You think I want you passing out again?" he grips Zidane's blonde hair tightly. "Answer me Slave!" He pulls Zidane's crying face toward pulling Zidane's hair back tightly expecting more from him.
"N-No…I wasn't hungry…Ow…ow…" Zidane closes his eyes that were burning with tears he lets out a sob lying, he wished death.
"No, What? And for once when did I ever say you had a choice in anything? " Kuja says sternly his grip tightening pulling harder making Zidane gasp out in pain.
"Never…Master…" Zidane's voice dies out staring pleadingly at Kuja to stop.
"Never what! Talk clearly slave have you no sense in vocabulary? I can't read your mind." He pulls Zidane's head back smacking on his neck. Kuja then bites Zidane's neck angrily tearing some skin.
Zidane's flinches and screams at the pain his whole body burning aching his hands make a grab for Kuja's back holding onto him "I have no freedom…M-Master." He breathes tiredly whispering in Kuja's ear.
Kuja removes himself from Zidane's neck his face softening seeing how Zidane's face was turning white as a sheet. Kuja's pale hand caresses Zidane's wounded cheek. Shockingly feeling a bit remorseful toward the petite male. "I love you slave you know that…" he whispers in Zidane's ear kissing it gently. "I don't like hurting you…But you won't listen…you never listen." He says viciously his anger cracking through his pitiful mood.
Zidane stares deadly at Kuja not answering his wholes body aching and burning "Why don't you just kill…" he falls into Kuja's arms in exhaustion he closes his eyes imagining to himself of ways to kill Kuja.
Kuja lifts Zidane's chin up "You're going to eat me right now." He says smacking Zidane to wake up "I'm not done with you slave. Wake up!" He pulls Zidane into a kiss a deep kiss biting Zidane's lip harshly bruising it he sucks on it gently Kuja's purple eyes strike Zidane's blue ones intently.
Zidane's stares back at Kuja his eyes feeling hopeless he lowers his head undoing Kuja pants wanting to kill Kuja so very badly his arms feeling restrained his eyes widen at Kuja's revealed meat Kuja was packing a lot. Zidane eyes widen and backs away what was he doing did he lose control of his hands he thought. "That won't fit my mouth" he thought aloud backing away.
From afar Bartz stared through the key whole his eyes stuck like glue in the key whole gulping and blushing.
Kuja grinned proudly grabbing Zidane's leg and pulling him forward "Where you going slave. I'm waiting for you ever so eagerly. I'll make sure it fits" He pulls Zidane's shorts off taking everything out of the way. "I want that pink mouth of yours on me ." he chirps grabbing Zidane's hair and lunges him forward groaning in pleasure suffocating Zidane in his meat.
Zidane gulped he wanted to bite him hard but instead his tail made a grab for the dagger that Kuja left out in the open. His jaw ached but he made little effort on licking and sucking Kuja tempting erection.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: Been how long? Heh anyways thank you for reading please review.