Vexen stared at his sleeping nephew, guilt filling his heart. It was his fault. Everything was his fault. His brother and sister-in-laws deaths. It was his fault that his sister was dead. It was his fault that Zexion was like this now. If he had never gotten in this business then Zexion would probably be with his parents and they would be visiting. Just like they use to. If it weren't for him then Larxene would be in the kitchen yelling about how he never got anything good when he went out to buy groceries.

A warm and gentle hand touched his shoulder. He looked up and his eyes met with Marluxia's. A warm and comforting smile was across his smile. It almost looked nervous or scared.

"Hi...," Vexen whispered. He spoke quietly as if he were afraid that he would startle Marluxia.

"Hi, how is he?" the pink haired man replied.

"He's...the same."

Strong arms wrapped around his shoulders and torso. Marluxia's embrace usually made him happy, but he just couldn't be happy with one of the most important people in his life in this condition.

"I'm sorry..." Marluxia simply said.

"...He'll get better...I know he will."

The pink haired man remained silent. He didn't know what to tell Vexen. He didn't know how he could comfort him or how he could make this better. He just wanted Zexion to be safe. He wanted Vexen to be happy and he wanted Larxene here. Even if he wasn't really at the house that much, he still enjoyed Larxene's rude but enjoyable attitude.

"...Marluxia...we need to talk..."

The words flew at him like gunshots. Did he just hear that? Did he hear Vexen utter those horrible, horrible words? He didn't know what to do. Should he respond? Should he just wait for Vexen to speak? He decided to just stare at him (he couldn't bring himself to speak anyway).

"...I love you, but...this just isn't working...I'm sorry but...we need to break up."

The moment was bittersweet. On one hand he had just heard Vexen say he loved him, but on the other hand (the horribly painful hand) he just heard Vexen break up with him. He couldn't really fathom it. What was he suppose to do? Nod and say 'oh darn ah well. It was a nice run. Can we still be friends?' He didn't want it to be this way. He couldn't let it be this way.

Pain coursed through his body and he couldn't tell if it was emotional or physical pain. It felt the same to him. He had felt so much of it over the years. He didn't know if he could take anymore. He looked at Vexen, trying to hold back tears, and gave him a weak sad smile. He nodded, unable to speak due to being afraid that he'll sob.

"...are you ok?" Vexen asked. Shit. He HAD to give him a vocal answer now.

"Y-Yeah..." Marluxia replied. His voice was shaking. Damnit! That was the sign of someone who was about to cry. He couldn't cry in front of Vexen he just couldn't. He didn't want to show that under all of that cockiness that he was a broken, sad person that was losing the one thing in his life that made him happy.

"Are you sure?"

He cleared his throat, "Yeah I'm sure."

He wanted to tell him the truth. Wanted to explain how he was breaking right now. That he didn't want it to end. That he loved him with all of his heart, what was left of it at least. He wanted to tell him all of this so badly but he just couldn't.

"...I should go," Marluxia said, releasing the man he loved so much.

"You don't have to go if that's what you're thinking..." Vexen explained.

"No...I have to. Sorry, I'll come back to check up on you and Zexion every once and a while...good bye."

With those words he left without another sound and all Vexen could do was watch him leave. It was true that he loved Marluxia very much but he couldn't risk him getting hurt. He couldn't allow him to get hurt. He refused to let anyone else he loved fall victim to his mistakes and even though it hurt him tremendously to watch him go, a sense of peace came over him. He knew Marluxia would be safe. At least...he hoped he would.

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Marluxia, hand clutching his chest, walked out of the house and headed to the street. For a second or two he was tempted to just stand in the middle of the street and wait for someone to hit him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. At least not in front of Vexen's house.

Deciding not to kill himself via car, he walked home. Pain. That's all he really felt now. It was strange to feel it again. It had gone away or at least decreased when he was with Vexen and now he had nothing to keep the pain away. All he had was Mr. Jack Daniels or Mrs. Jägermeister, but even he knew that it wouldn't keep the pain away forever.

He walked over to the liquor cabinet, taking out his favorite alcohol's that he use to drink constantly to either kill brain cell's or 'medicate' himself. He poured himself a drink and chugged it down without another second to spare. It was sad that he was reduced to this. He knew he was pathetic. He knew it and yet he did nothing to stop it.

"Jesus this sucks..." he said, downing another drink. He sat down, not doing anything but staring at the ceiling of his house. It was at these times that he remembered how he came to be like this. How it all started...

Marluxia walked the streets with one of his best friends at his side, Xigbar. They had just finished a mission and were heading back to HQ. That's when Xigbar got the call. Xemnas gave them an emergency mission, one that had the objective of killing an old vampire named Xehanort and killing off the children vampires that he had created. Luckily they had learned that usually children vampires souls were saved if they were killed quickly and weren't vampires long. Xemnas believed that it was because a child's soul was pure.

"We gotta go Marly. Xemnas wants us to kill some guy named Xehanort," Xigbar said, closing his cell phone and pocketing it. The pink haired man nodded and readied his gun. He knew that name all too well. He was the reason why he became what he was. That vampire had attacked his town. He had killed his parents and his little sister Belle. He had a grudge with this vampire and he intended to have justice.

Xigbar began to lead him to the address that Xemnas had text him. When they got there, they realized how strange the place was. It was an abandoned circus, LITERALLY. They followed the extremely creepy music with their guns at the ready. They had heard little about Xehanort's past but apparently he was at least fifty or six years old. He also had a strange obsession with children. Back when he was alive in the late 50's, he was a doctor and on the side he liked experimenting on children, but one day he disappeared and then reappeared but not as a human.

After his transformation he began attacking villages, killing any inhabitants that weren't children. He would either kill children or turn them. Marluxia had had little experience with this vampire, but there was only one thing he needed to know and that was that Xehanort murdered his six year old sister. He would NOT be merciful on this horrid beast.

"Alright let's get this over and done with ok?" Xigbar said.

The pink haired man nodded, "just leave Xehanort to me. I have a grudge against this bastard."

"As you wish dude. Just be careful."

"Can do."

With that, they split up. Xigbar went after the children while Marluxia went after Xehanort. To Marluxia's surprise he didn't find Xehanort, Xehanort found him. The old man looked at him, smiling devilishly while hiding something or someone in his cloak.

"Hello again Marluxia," he said. He was surprised that the bastard still remembered his name. He had screamed 'Me! Marluxia! Will fucking kill you!' when Xehanort was leaving their village.

"Hi. Time to die you old fuck!" he pointed the gun at him, but just as he was about to pull the trigger his eyes caught something. The thing in Xehanort's cloak had been revealed and that's when he realized that the thing was a person. A little girl. His little sister.

"B-Belle?" Marluxia uttered, lowering his weapon. How could this be? Didn't she die?

"Hi big brother!" she shouted, smiling happily. He could've cried. He knew why she was here. More rage filled him as the truth hit him. He had thought he saw his little sister being murdered back then but now he knew that she had been turned.

"Isn't it nice to see her again?" Xehanort asked. Marluxia jumped at the sound of his voice. He sounded so close. He looked behind him and found his face on his shoulder. It was then that he realized that his arms were restricted by Xehanort's hands and that his teeth were dangerously close to his neck, "wouldn't you like to be with your sister? She's missed you so much. It's been how many years? 10?"

"You bastard. You evil fucking bastard!" He screamed.

"Tsk. Tsk. You shouldn't be saying such words around your little sister," the vampire sang.

"Xehanort...what are you doing to my big brother?" Belle asked.

"I'm fixing him. So he'll be able to be with you always," He sweetly said, smiling at the little girl. Marluxia gasped as he felt the fangs dig in. They hadn't pierced his skin yet, but he knew that was only because Xehanort was messing with him. He wanted this to be as slow as possible.

"Belle run!" Marluxia screamed. He didn't care if she was a vampire or not. He had a duty to protect to his little sister no matter what.

The fangs began to dig deeper, but before they were just about to pierce the skin a gunshot went off. Marluxia jumped. Suddenly his arms were free and the feeling of having knives against his throat disappeared. He looked behind him and found Xehanort's dead body. He sighed in relief. He knew who shot him and he knew who he had to protect his sister from.

He ran to Belle before Xigbar could even get the chance to shoot her. Protectively, he hugged her and glared at Xigbar. The one-eyed man looked at him in shock. He had never seen Marluxia protect a vampire, but here he was.

"You can't shoot her," Marluxia said.

"Marly she's a vampire-"

"She's my little sister!"

"...Shit dude. Sorry, but you know what has to be done."

He lifted his gun, aiming directly at Belle's forehead but before he shot his gun he was thrown to the ground and he was watching Marluxia run away with the vampire child in his arms. He sighed, knowing that his fellow hunter had performed treason and he had to report it to Xemnas.

"You were awesome at your job dude...now you fucked it up."

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Marluxia ran as far as he could. He didn't even know if Xigbar was following them or not, but he couldn't be too careful. He had to protect her. He couldn't lose her again. He WOULDN'T.

"Big brother where are we going?" Belle asked, looking at him with those big brown eyes.

"Somewhere far away. Somewhere safe."

"Oh...can we stop for food? I'm hungry."

That's when it hit him. He stopped in his tracks. What was he doing? He placed Belle onto her feet and looked at her pale face. She looked like Belle but she wasn't her. It seemed like it was her, but underneath that was a monster. A being that thirst for blood and wanted nothing but to kill. He knew what he had to do.

He smiled at her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She smiled back. He hadn't seen that smile in years and he didn't realize until now how much he missed it.

"Belle do you trust me?" He asked, smiling. He was trying so hard to hold back tears. He didn't know if he could.

"Of course! You're my big brother," she stated.

"That's right and you know that you're big brother loves you right?"

"Mhmm! And I love him too." She giggled. How he missed that laugh. He was finding it harder to hold back tears. He cleared his throat, attempting to keep it from shaking.

"Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

"Ok!"

She did as he told her to do, smiling as she closed her eyes. She began to hum softly. He remembered that song all too well. 'You'll be in my heart', it was her favorite song and he remembered singing it to her to put her to sleep. It was fitting that she was humming it.

He finally let the tears spill. Trying to hold back sobs, he picked up his gun with shaking hands. The tears wouldn't stop, but they didn't blur his vision too much yet. He aimed.

"I'll be there always," he sang the last line she was humming.

He fired.

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His mind was brought back from the past when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and headed to the door. He looked through the peephole and found an unexpected visitor at his doorstep. He opened the door and looked at his former co-worker.

"Hey Xigbar..." he said nonchalantly.

"Hi," the one-eyed man replied.

"How'd you find me?"

"I just happened to see you walking home when I was dropping Axel off."

"Oh...rotten luck."

"You're aware that I have orders to kill you right? You ARE a traitor."

"Yes I'm aware...how am I a traitor again?"

"You ran off with a vampire and attacked me. Plus you tried running from your hunter responsibilities."

"Ok first of all I DID kill that vampire...and second of all I PUSHED you. I didn't attack you. Third of all I 'ran' because I refused to fight again. Killing Belle was the last and final thing I did as a vampire hunter."

"Either way you're still a traitor to Xemnas."

"Yeah and Xemnas is such a great guy. Surely you must know what he's doing."

"...I do...and I don't agree with it at all."

"Then why are you still fighting for him! Why!"

"Because every crazy man has a method to his madness!"

"Oh fuck off Xigbar! We both know you're afraid! I know more about you than you think. You agree with killing evil vampire's but what about the one's that had no choice? The one's that were defenseless and couldn't get away in time! Huh! What about them!"

"I've recently realized that we should be helping the good ones!"

"Oh whoop-dee-doo for you! You're a bit late!"

"Shut up! Up against the wall!"

He raised his guns and glared at Marluxia. The pink haired man just smirked at him and held his arms out.

"Shoot me. Go ahead! See if I fucking care!" He screamed, "don't you see that I have NOTHING left? I lost my parents, killed my sister and just recently lost the love of my life! Go ahead and fucking shoot me!"

The first bullet was painless. The shock had beaten the pain by a landslide but after that the bullets were as painful as ever and as he was being shot at Marluxia could only do one thing and that was smile. Maybe it was the craziness. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the fact that he could now somewhat be at peace.

He fell down; tears' streaming down his face, but the smile was still there. Xigbar crouched down and brushed some hair from Marluxia's face. He was still alive, but barely. He was going to die soon that was for sure.

"I'm sorry my old friend...but if I want to figure out what Xemnas is up to then I have to carry out his orders. I know. I suck, but I need to stay on his good side," he whispered, "I have recently realized that we should only be hunting the bad one's and saving the good one's. I also know that he has been controlling a vampire named Saïx. He's one of Zexion's friends. He made Saïx kidnap Zexion so he could be turned into a vampire, but I'm sure you know that they got him out in time. I need to figure out what Xemnas is planning. It's wrong to change innocent humans into monstrous beasts."

Marluxia looked at him, his eyes were barely opened. He smiled wider and held his hand up for Xigbar to high five. The hunter smiled back and high fived him. The high five turned into him holding Marluxia's hand and waiting for his friend to die.

"You're an ass," Marluxia said.

"I know," Xigbar replied.

"But thanks..."

"...For killing you?"

"Totally."

"...odd thing to say thanks to but I'll accept it."

"Do me a favor?"

"...anything."
"Kill that son of a bitch."

He coughed and gasped and held onto Xigbar's hand as tightly as he could. He knew that he was almost there. He could feel it. The coldness spreading throughout his body, the droopiness in his eyes and let's not forget the slow heart beats that he could've sworn he was hearing.

"I will," Xigbar said. He meant it. He would kill Xemnas if it was the last thing he did. Looking back, Xemnas had made them do a lot of bad and good things, but the bad outnumbered the good. Plus what he was doing now was one hundred percent wrong. He was basically going against what they stood for. Protecting the public from vampires that wanted to hurt them for unexplained reasons.

"Good..."

The pressure of Marluxia's hand grasping his disappeared. It was then that Xigbar knew that his friend was dead. He gently laid his arm down and closed his eyes. The smile on his face still remained and Xigbar couldn't help but smile back. Back when they worked together Marluxia had always told him that when he died, he wanted to die with a smile on his face.

"Sleep well buddy..."

A/N: don't hate me! Dx for some odd reason I have an obsession with killing either Marluxia or Vexen ; I can promise you that Vexen will NOT die, but unfortunately Marly did T_T bye bye mar-mar! please review :D I need feedback!