I'm sorry if this chapter seems a bit weak, it was really boring to write :/

Disclaimer: KH and FF © Square-Enix, and Disney. I do not own the characters.

Roxas' POV (Point of View)

Today was the day. It was my day. It was his day. It was the day where we would be happily married under the vows of Satan and forever, we would be together all eternity. It was the day. Today was ourday.

I was hyperventilating in my dressing room, only have Olette stroking my back as comfort, since my brother still wasn't around. Where was he? Sora… please don't say you're still upset.

I was honestly sorry. I would apologise to him if I could, but that still doesn't give him the reason for not being here! This is OUR day! He should be here for family!

Olette slowly brushed my little tiara into my blonde hair filled with little black roses and such, making me sigh. Ugh. I looked too girly.

I was wearing a custom-made black laced wedding dress (since we wear black in Helldra instead of white) which slid across the floor. There was lace twirling up the dress in spiral-like movements, so if I twirled, it'll give a hypnotic illusion.

The dress was strapless (like I had boobs anyway) so my shoulders gave a nice smooth feel to it all. Olette forced some dark blue eyeliner under my eyes to make them stand out some more, and she even put on some mascara, but apparently I had 'thick eyelashes' anyway so I didn't need much. Pssh. Women.

I wore some elbow length leather black gloves which matched my dress and sighed, these heels not working for me.

Seven inch. Just so I could meet Riku in height.
Seven.
God.
Damn.
Inch.

Satan… I hate you.

Of course I haven't glanced at Riku's tuxedo yet because you're not allowed to see your partner until the ceremony starts. We were sticking to that marriage rule. I liked that idea, just so, in a few minutes when I go out there, into that large island, the first thing I would see if Riku… and when I do… I'll fall in love with him all over again.

I know it should be bad that I'm in love with my brother's… ex… boyfriend, but I can't control my feelings! I love him. I'm selfish… because I stole him away from Sora… well it was kinda forced onto me, but then out being a blessing in disguise. Oh well. Whatevs.

The piano started to play outside and in sync, both Olette and I suddenly gasped, our heads turning towards the door. "Oh no…" I whimpered, gulping loudly.

Olette suddenly rubbed her hand over my back again and smiled, "don't worry Roxas! You'll have a great time out there!" She handed me a beautiful bouquet of flowers and pressed her light lips to my temple. "Good luck!"

Outside, Vincent was waiting with his arm out and we locked ours together, then suddenly, the curtains opened and we walked down the beautiful but dark aisle, everyone shifting their bodies so they could stare at me as I strolled down.

Just like I said, the first thing I saw was Riku… oh Riku… He was just wearing a plain old black tuxedo, but somehow, it still made his bright eyes sparkle, and I moaned softly at the image, grinning brightly.
'Love, you look more beautiful then ever.' He said softly in my mind, making me smile even wider.
'Thanks Riku, you look gorgeous as well.'

Vincent gave me away to Riku and whispered into his ear 'take care of him, Brother. I trust you.' My fiancé (he still counts as one, right?) nodded with a friendly smirk and I stepped up onto the last platform, looking deep into his eyes.

'I can't believe we're actually here… I thought it'll always be you and Sora who got married first.'
Riku scoffed softly as the dark Satanic priest started rambling on, both of us just ignoring him for now.'Yeah, I understand, but I'm much happier with you Love.'

As the priest kept going and going all I could think about was Axel. All these images of him and I just talking, laughing, snuggling and making out ran through my head and Riku growled lowly, snapping me out of my daydream. Oops. Wrong timing.

When it was our turn to say our vows, my mind just kept fading in and out, nothing even registering. All… I wanted was Riku. Naked. Right now. On the floor.
Suddenly, I heard a cough, my mind jumping. I gasped and looked up, seeing him with a raised eyebrow.

"You okay?" He asked, probably having heard my sexual desire for him.
"Yeah. Sure." I replied back, biting my lip. Sex. Now.

'You get sex after the ceremony, okay love? If you can't wait until our romantic dance and dinner, we'll pop into a bathroom and fuck each other's brains out, okay?'
I nodded. I wanted him. Now.

So the wedding kept going and I kept getting more and more details pictures of Riku and I fucking in the most brutal of ways. In every position, in every form. Both of top and bottom, both sucking and both orgasming. I fucking want him.

Hayner strolled down the aisle with a slightly pained face and a cushion in front of his chest, two crowns placed neatly on them. Riku bowed down onto his knee and accepted the slightly larger crown, and smiled. I guess he was already Prince, so it wasn't that big of a deal.

I bent down for my own and watched my plastic tiara be replaced with a unique and sturdy one, covered in real gold and jewels. Oooh… Fancy…

Riku suddenly took my clothed hand and pressed his lips lightly onto mine, everyone roaring into an applause, my mind racing again. Did I just miss the priest saying the cliché lines! DAMN!

He picked me up bridal style once his tongue left my mouth and he skipped off down the aisle as everyone threw harmless fire sparks at us, both of us giggling like little girls. 'You still up for a rammin'?' He said with a smirk, settling my heels down on the ground once we were out of the public, a purr emitting from his throat.
'Fine, but make it a quickie. I wanna dance too~' With that, he playfully threw me into a bathroom and we both screamed like monkeys for an hour or so.

Once we were finished, Riku and I left the small room holding hands, my tush slightly hurting. I whimpered as he led me down to the ballroom, everyone waiting for our arrival. Oh yeah… they knew where we went. Oh well.

"My husband…" I grinned, loving his new connecting name to me. "Shall we dance?"
He placed one of his hands on my hips as a response, nodding. "Of course my love."
Riku took his spare hand in one of my gloved hands and twirled me around, a spotlight appearing above us.

As we danced romantically in the light, more couples started to sway around us, creating a circle in the middle for ourselves. Both of us were locked into each other's eyes, our lips hooking up as we grinned. "You're so perfect Riku." I sighed, letting him spin me into his chest, my hand stroking over the cloth. "Don't ever change."

Dinner was very special. For entrée, everyone was given some salad with blood as dressing, and it was so delicious. For dinner itself, we all had some steak, the herbs giving it a magnificent burst of flavour, but for dessert… that was the thing I adored the most… It was great that all the food was what vampire's personality liked. The chefs didn't have to make anything for a werewolf… Poor Axel… oh well.

Everyone was given some ice-cream, but Riku and I got something different. A Paopu fruit. A real, fresh Paopu. "Love." I said softly, nuzzling into his neck. I knew all about the myth on these fruits. If you share one, you become connected with each other, no matter what. That's what Riku told me, and it's adorable.

Riku torn apart the fruit and gave me half with a huge, beaming grin. We tangled our arms together so my half of the Paopu was at his lips and his, mine. In sync, we both chomped onto our fruit and ate the whole thing, everyone cheering us on again.
Forever we will be connected.
Awwwww…

Once our whole ceremony was over, and dinner was eaten, everyone started to slowly leave, and soon, it was just our pack, Satan, and my Husband left. I grinned, turning to him. "Thank you all." I smiled, taking my love's hand. "This day was just wonderful."

I looked down at my laced ring with a bigger diamond than the engagement ring, both looking so divine and fashionable together. "I couldn't have asked for more."

With that, Riku and I's limo arrived and we set off for the airport, catching our flight to France. When the plane landed, we were taken in another limo to a five-star hotel, my eyes bludging out of my head at all the expensive and sleek designs. It all looked… so FANCY!

Of course the food there was delicious and the wine was even better, plus our sex was GREAT! But something was missing… I don't know what. "Riku." I said as we snuggled up on the couch the next day, watching some French children's show. "Go buy me a sexy maid outfit."

In an hour. We were back to the sex. But something else was missing…
"Riku. Go buy me some handcuffs."
Sex. Was good, but something was missing…
"Riku, go buy me some flavoured condoms."

"Riku. Go buy me some chocolate body paint. Riku, go buy me a whip, Riku this—Riku that-"
I think… I'm a sex addict.

On our last day at the hotel I groaned when I finally woke up from my slumber, the fact I could sleep still weirding me out. I whimpered as a headache suddenly burst through my head and I groaned, not wanting this agony.
"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiku…" I hissed, clenching my teeth from the noise.
"I'm not buying you another fucking sex toy! If you want anal beads, go buy them yourself!"
"No Riku~" I shuddered at the mental image of those… ew. "I'm sick!"

Almost instantly, my husband was to my side, rubbing my back soothingly. I ran to the toilets and vomited up everything I had eaten from the past week, my stomach churning. Oh god… This… isn't good.
"Heh." Riku suddenly smirked, leaning back.
I gasped at him and flushed the toilet, scowling, "what?" I sneered. Was he LAUGHING at my pain!
"I was just thinking. It'll be soooooo funny if you were pregnant."
I… god dammit Riku.

The next day we headed home once everything was packed. Of course I still felt like shit, but it wasn't pregnancy… He's not going to scare me. M-preg is disgusting.

When we arrived, I collapsed onto our bed in Helldra, groaning to myself. I vomited all over his side and he growled, but took no effect in hurting me. I was already in too much agony. "Love," he sighed stroking my hair. "Do you want me to go get my Father?"
I nodded a whimper. 'Please love. I need some support.'

The second Riku left my side I felt so alone, so cold, so… isolated. It was like something inside me died, and I whimpered, my entire body feeling weak.
'Roxas. Come up to Heavenia now. Your master needs you.'
I whimpered, not responding to an Angel's request. God dammit and I JUST got home!

Without permission, a white teleporting oval suddenly opened next to my bed and I growled with little strength. "Nuuuu~ Do not waaaant~" Why do I want to go to werewolf heaven when I'm so weak like this! I can't protect myself over the werewolves! Shit...

I forced myself to rolled my body into the portal and when I landed on the porcine tiled floor, I whimpered, shuddering at the pain inflicted. Vanille suddenly ran to my side and picked up my limp body, sighing. "What's happened?"
I shook my head, not wanting to explain.

I slowly picked myself up just as Vanille left to go do her work and sighed, nearly falling to the ground again. I looked around to see if there was anyone that I knew and suddenly, I beamed brightly. "Axey!" I yelled, waving over to my partner near a pillar.

I walked slowly over to him (a limp in my leg now) and grinned once he saw me, his eyes widening. "AXEEEEEY~!" I yelled, wrapping my arms around him.
Axel groaned softly, a sorta… disgusted sound emitting from his throat.
I… what?

"What's wrong?" I asked, pulling away from him and scowling. Oh. I should tell him, huh? "Oh, Axel… I… I sorta have to break-"
"I know." He replied sternly, giving me a slight glare. "Sora told me."

Shit. The newspaper. "Oh." I replied, my knees nearly caving in again. "I-I-I'm sorry… I just-"
"You're a fucking slut. That's all you are."
"Axel!" I hissed, weakly slapping his chest. "How DARE you say that about me-"

I was interrupted by a body tackling me to the ground, someone smacking me across the face. "You whore! YOU BITCH!"
I screamed weakly as strong punches were stabbed into my face, but luckily, as Satan's bodyguard, I had the ability to withstand a few good hits, but for some reason, I could see in my blurry vision that Axel didn't stop them. Why…?

I pushed the brown blur off me and stood up, seeing them copy me too. "What did I do-!"
"You stole my BOYFRIEND Roxas! You fucking WHORE!"
Oh shit. It was Sora hitting me! Since when the fuck was HE strong!

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean-"
"Yeah SURE, asshole!" He growled, standing close to Axel, probably I guess for protection. I wasn't going to hit him… "You got MARRIED to him!"
I heard him suddenly gasped as he saw my wedding ring, and how sparkly it was. "You… actually did… my Riku…"

Sora shook his head and roared again, punching me in the stomach. "I can't believe you Roxas! You KNEW how much I loved him, and WHY did you hurt Axel too! You're a SLUT! Nothing more!"

I whimpered and shook my head, tears forming in my eyes, my lungs exhausted from his punch which left me breathless. "N-No… Axel—I-! PLEASE!"
My love took a step backwards and shook his head, not wanting to be in this situation. "No Roxas. I'm on Sora's side."
"But…" I sighed, wiping away the blood from my eyes. "N-No… you love me…"
"No. I can't love a backstabber like you."
"Axel…"

Sora kicked me in the chest, making my body fly all the way against into a pillar, all the breath escaping my lungs again. "Listen to me you whore." He said, suddenly glaring and tightly choking me with his hand.
"Sora! Don't-! You can't control yourself!" Axel yelled behind us, my body shuddering from all this agony.
"Sora!" Axel growled.
"You should die…" My brother snarled, tightening his fist around my neck.
My eyes widened and I whimpered form his grip, but somehow, I forced the words out of my throat. "S-Sora-! S-Stop! I love you!"

The hand left my neck and I dropped onto the floor instantly, collapsing onto his feet. All the air form my lungs escaped once again and I cried in agony, somehow needing oxygen even though I was a vampire.
"W-What?"

"I-I-I-I said I loved you!" I gasped for more air, breathing it in as much as possible, my body racking in fear and agony. "E-E-Ever since the day I met you I've been in love with you!"

Sora's eyes widened and he turned back to Axel, shaking his head with disbelief. I slowly forced my body onto its feet and whimpered, sighing. "S-S-Sora please... r-r-remember when we were human? How fun life was? T-That's what I want again! I-I-I love you!"

"No!" He hissed, pushing my body away and curling up into Axel's chest. "No! I love Riku and Axel!"
...wait... Axel?
"S-S-Sora-!"
"You're my BROTHER!"
...Sora... don't do this.

"I don't love you Roxas!" My brother shouted, taking Axel's hand. "I love my Riku and Axel!"
"What?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. Are they... his hand is in... "A-A-Are you two dating?"
No one answered my question.
...No...
No! Axel was mine! Sora was mine! They were both MINE! "No..." No no no! They can't do this! No! I love them both-

I took a small step forward and collapsed right into Axel and Sora's arms, my knees caving in. Both of them quickly grabbed onto my arms and I slurred weakly, everything going black. I leaned my head forward to take in one more whiff of Sora's beautiful scent and smelt... something different. What...? Did he and Axel have sex or something? Great. Fun.

With that, and one more slurred word "Sora..." I fainted, feeling someone pick me up in their arms and walk off. Sora... Axel... Riku...
Riku...
Mmmm... Riku...

I woke up with the sun glaring into my eyes, snarling under my breath and quickly running under cover to avoid turning into my True Form. I was back in Helldra, but Riku wasn't around. Where...?

When the sun was being covered by some clouds, I quickly pulled myself out from under the bed and sighed, crawling into the bathroom. A pale white first-aid kit came into my vision and I blinked, raising an eyebrow. Huh… what's this?

I slowly opened up the case only to notice the bright and shiny razor blade on top, raising an eyebrow. Why… is this here?
This is a sign, isn't it?

Do… Is this a sign? From who? God or Satan? I should… I mean… there is a sign… to go kill myself…

Such a cliché and stereotypical way... "My love..."
Why is this all my fault? I was forced into marrying Riku...
Why couldn't they take that excuse?

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door so I quickly put the blade back into the kit, locked it up. Riku hummed inside but he only came in to dress into his gym gear so he could train and he left without greeting me. I bet he didn't even know I was here. Some husband…

I pulled myself out of the isolated room with a sigh, not understanding anything. This… was just torture. There was only one thing I could do…

I grabbed a piece of spare paper and a pen, writing down in my nicest handwriting,

'Dear Riku, I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. Sora and Axel were right. I'm just a whore. I need to go rot forever. You will all be better off without me,

Love, Roxas.
Satan's Bodyguard.'

With that dramatic ending, I picked up my suicide kit and left, not even needing to pack a bag, I didn't need one where I was going.

I ran and ran and ran as fast as my legs would let me, probably in a different country by now. It was cold here, and snowing, so I defiantly wasn't anywhere near Hell.

I curled up behind a tree and looked down at the pale box, sighing. "I just need to do it now. While they don't know I'm gone."
I unlocked the hinges and took out the sliver blade, holding it to my wrist again.

I have nothing to live for now...
Axel...
Sora...
Xion...
No one loved me.
I doubt Riku does either. Great.

I held up the razor blade to my wrists, feeling my sick stomach churn again.
"I can't do this..." I was so hopeless. I couldn't even finish Satan's mission...
Naminé will never be saved,
Axel and Sora will be happier without me,
And Riku can go and get Sora back easily.
So why am I needed?

So I might as well commit suicide... No one else cares about me...
So... this is goodbye then.
Fuck everyone else.
I have no treasures or will, but Riku will get it all since we're married anyway.

I dipped the blade slightly into my skin, seeing blood bubble out from the small wound. "Well... goodbye." With that, I sliced the razor across my flesh and blacked out a second later.