After stepping off of the lift with Lea, Isa had grabbed some food and sat down at a table far away from where the redhead and the blonde were sitting. He didn't care about what was going on any more. He began to eat and suddenly began to feel his body react as if Xehanort were nearby. He looked up from his food and saw that the white-haired man was indeed making his way over to him.

"Good morning, Isa." Xehanort smiled down at him. He felt himself become flush with desire. "How're you this morning?"

Isa felt a smile appear on his face. "I'm well. How're you, Xehanort?"

"I'm excellent." His amber eyes seemed to radiate mirth. "I have exciting news for you."

The bluenette looked at him. "Oh? And what would that be?"

"You no longer will need to attend class. From now on, you'll be working with me in my lab." Xehanort nodded his head. "How does that sound?"

No more interaction with Lea? He felt his heart drop at that thought, but knew that there was nothing he could do to change it. And honestly, I don't want to be in class any more. I'd rather be learning more about the darkness, or being with Xehanort, than in class. "I think it sounds like a wonderful change of events." He saw Lea get up and walk out of the dining hall with Myde. "Do you want to go down to your lab now? I'm almost finished with my breakfast."

The white-haired man nodded. "I think that would be a good idea. There is something I want to show you this morning." Isa nodded his head and stood up. "Even won't be down in the lab with us until after lunch. He was up late working in the lab."

"Oh? Doing what?" Isa questioned, curious to find out what had happened when Xehanort had left him at Castle Oblivion. He remembered what had happened at Castle Oblivion and felt himself grow warm at the memory. Not here! His body screamed to be touched by older man, but Isa knew that that was not possible, given where they were.

They began to walk down to the lab. "Just some experiments. I'll have you join us soon enough. There are are some other things I want you to be aware of first, before throwing you into our work." They walked into his lab. Isa turned around and watched as Xehanort bolted the door locked.

"Any particular reason why you would do that?" Isa wasn't sure why the man was being so secretive this morning.

Xehanort slid a cover over the window on the door. "Just making sure that we won't be disturbed, that's all." Amber eyes locked on to his blue ones as the older man approached him. "Take off your lab coat, Isa."

Isa stared at him in shock. "But...I thought we weren't supposed to do that. Is it safe? I don't want anything to happen to me."

"When have I ever put you into harm's way?" Xehanort asked him. Isa shook his head, beginning to unbutton his coat. "Good. I'm glad you realize that I would never harm you, Isa." Again, those words did not sit right within his heart, but Isa chose to ignore it once more. He set his coat on one of the lab's stools and sighed. He looked up and saw that Xehanort was approaching him with the black cloak he had seen in the lab. The white-haired man held it out to him. "Try it on."

Doing as he was instructed, he took the cloak and unzipped it, sliding it on to his small frame. The cloak hung loosely around his body. It felt...powerful. He gazed at the amber eyes watching him. "Sir?"

Xehanort chuckled. "It looks like you've got some more growing to do before you fill it out completely. It should be good for you in about, say, five or six years."

"Five or six years? What's to happen then?" Isa zipped up the cloak and felt his body relax. After all that had been said about making sure to wear the lab coat, it almost felt natural to have this long, black cloak on.

"Don't worry about it. There's lots of time to explain everything. Now, how's the cloak feel?" Xehanort approached him, sliding his hands along his upper body over the cloak.

Isa groaned at the gentle touch. "It feels powerful." He felt Xehanort behind him, still running his hands along his body. "Is it supposed to feel this way?"

"It's my cloak, Isa." Xehanort lifted his hand and placed it on Isa's. With the flick of both their wrists, Xehanort summoned a dark portal. Isa stared at it in shock, not knowing if he had helped produce it, or if it had been entirely Xehanort's doing. Sensing his thoughts, Xehanort leaned down and said into his ear, "Isa, relax. I made that happen." Isa let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd be holding. He felt Xehanort draw him into the portal. "Come with me." Isa nodded his head and felt nothing as he passed through the portal.

He looked around and saw that they were in a lush forest, and in the distance he could see a large castle. "Where are we? And why did I not feel the affects of going through the portal like I normally do?"

"The cloak, Isa." Isa looked down and nodded his head in understanding. "I've brought you to another world. One, dear Isa, that is very close to falling into darkness."

Staring out, he began to see shadows move around the forest. "How does that happen?" He watched as Xehanort kept the shadows away from them. "Why is the world like this?"

"An experiment of mine."

Isa turned around and stared at Xehanort. "You're the cause of this?"

"Does that frighten you?" The white-haired man approached him without remorse. "Do you think that I've done this to hurt the people?"

Isa didn't know what to say. "But why?"

"All it takes is a little prodding, and soon people begin to see what the darkness is capable of. There are things we're dealing with back in Radiant Garden that have helped escalate this world to start to succumb to the darkness."

Isa shook his head. "When will you tell me what you've been doing?"

"Soon, Isa. Let me work out some more things, and then I'll tell you everything. I promise."

Not feeling one bit secure with that promise, Isa could only nod his head. The two of them began to wander around, Xehanort checking to see how the world was dealing with its impending darkness. Isa looked up at the sky and saw almost the same sky as he had when they had gone to the Realm of Darkness. "Xehanort?" He saw the man turn and look at him. "Are we on another world, or are we in the Realm of Darkness?"

"What a remarkable eye you have, Isa. What gave you that idea, may I ask?" Xehanort approached him once more.

Looking up at the sky, Isa pointed upwards. "The sky." He looked back down and saw Xehanort looking at him. "What?"

"You're becoming tuned to the darkness." Xehanort grinned at him. "This is wonderful." He felt the man place his hand on his arm and sighed softly. "This world is close. It may be another year or so before it will fall into complete darkness."

Isa couldn't concentrate on what the man was saying, he could only feel him touching his body. When he realized he was being spoken to, he looked up at him. "I'm sorry?"

Xehanort squeezed his arm, letting his fingers coil around his forearm. "It's not important. Just know that this world won't be engulfed in the darkness just yet."

"What happens when it does fall into darkness? Where will this world go?"

"You answered that earlier," Xehanort released his arm and brought his hand up to the bluenette's face, tapping his forehead with his finger. "Think about it."

Understanding began to dawn on his face. "It will fall into the Realm of Darkness, won't it?"

Xehanort nodded his head. "Very good." He stepped away from Isa and opened a portal. "I believe it's time for lunch."

"Can we come back here afterwards?"

Xehanort turned around. "I thought we'd go and visit Castle Oblivion again."

Isa felt his heart rate pick up in speed at the suggestion. "And do what?"

"Whatever you'd like." He watched as the white-haired man disappeared into the portal. He groaned, thinking of what could happen soon. He stepped through the portal and found himself back in Xehanort's lab.

"Do you mind hanging up the cloak?" Xehanort asked him. Isa shook his head and took it off, placing it back on the hook on the wall. He grabbed his lab coat and put it on. "Shall we head upstairs?"

Isa looked at the door and saw that it was still locked. He walked over to where the older man was standing and looked at him. "Anything I want?" He leaned up and placed his lips on Xehanort's jaw line, licking it slowly.

Xehanort groaned at the contact. "Anything..." he said breathlessly. Isa moaned as he heard the man groan again. "Isa, we need to head upstairs."

"I know...it's just, my body is on fire. I want to feel you, Xehanort." He blushed and backed away. "But I can go for some food." Walking over to the door, he unbolts it.

Xehanort adjusted himself. "We'll take care of your problem after some food."

Feeling a bit self-conscious, Isa walked with Xehanort to the lift, heading back up to the dining hall. Perhaps I overstepped my boundaries? But, I just can't help myself. When I'm around him, my mind only thinks about one thing - sex. What has he done to me? I was never like this with Lea. When they entered the dining hall, he went straight for some food, not realizing that Xehanort had left his side. He went to a table off to the side and sat down.

"Sorry about that, Isa," Xehanort appeared in front of him with some food. "I had to speak with Lea."

Isa felt his heart lurch. "Lea? Is everything okay?" He hated that his voice was betraying how he felt when the other man brought him up. He was only concerned because he knew that Lea did not like Xehanort that much, so for Xehanort to go and talk to him, something must be wrong.

"Yes, Isa. Everything is fine. Just had to talk about some stuff. Don't worry - he's not in trouble or anything." Isa watched as a grin began to appear on Xehanort's face. "Now, how about we eat some lunch?"

Isa nodded his head and began to eat, not sure whether he should enjoy the silence at the table, or question why neither of them were talking anymore. Not really caring about it too much, he finished his food and looked at Xehanort. "Are we to go back to the lab now?"

Xehanort chuckled. "Is that what you'd like? Or would you rather do something else?"

"The lab is fine." He didn't trust his hormones to not act up if he went somewhere else. He knew that if they returned to the lab, he might be able to take care of the ache in his groin that Xehanort kept causing to happen.

The two of them walked down to his lab. When they entered, Even was in there with Aeleus. "Ah, Xehanort. I need to talk to you about -"

He watched as Xehanort raised his hand to stop Even from speaking. "Even, can we take care of this later? I'm a bit busy at the moment."

"Of course," Even said dejectedly. "But, it must be dealt with before tonight."

Isa looked at them. "Tonight? What's happening tonight?" He saw Xehanort shoot a glare at Even, and watched as Even's face turned bright red. "Xehanort? Is something happening I'm not aware of?"

"No, no, Isa. You're fine. He's just referring to something he and I are going to be taking care of. There's nothing for you to worry about." He felt Xehanort place his hand on his shoulder and steered him to the back lab room. He wanted to turn around and look at Even, but knew it was probably better than he did not.

They entered the back room and he watched as Xehanort closed the door. He saw him open a portal and felt himself being dragged through once more, returning to the giant white room with the enormous bed. He felt Xehanort press up against his back, groaning at the contact of his obvious arousal against him.

Trying to turn around, he felt Xehanort's grip on him tighten. "No. Stay like this." Isa nodded his head, standing still as he felt the man begin to rub against him. He felt excited, loving this feeling of being dominated. He moaned softly as he was pressed against the bed. "Take off your coat and pants," Xehanort said into his ear. He quickly took off his lab coat, throwing it to the side, and undid his pants, pulling them down his body. He made sure to drop his boxers as well, hoping he was doing the right thing. "Mmm...that's good, Isa. Very good." He heard the rustling of fabric and soon could feel Xehanort pressing against his entrance. He felt his heart rate pick up, excitement coursing through his bloodstream. "Do you trust me?" Xehanort groaned into his ear. Nodding his head rapidly, he just wanted to feel the man inside of him.

The older man pushed into him, making him moan loudly. He laid his head against the bed, loving the feeling of finally being filled by him once more. Soon, the man was thrusting in and out of him, gripping on to his hips. He felt his arousal brush against the bed and cried out, aching to touch himself. He reached down and felt Xehanort grab his hand. "Let me," the man said, leaning over and began to touch him. He knew he wasn't going to last long like this. He pushed up against him, feeling him finally hit his sweet spot.

"There!" Isa cried out, begging the man to hit him again in the same spot. His body craved for more, crying out loudly as the man obeyed his desires and began to hit his sweet spot over and over. "Xehanort!" He felt his stomach begin to tighten. He felt himself release, feeling the hot fluid hit his stomach and went all over the older man's stroking hand, and felt his body tighten around him. He heard Xehanort groan behind him, feeling him release inside of his body. He lay against the bed, panting softly. He moaned at the loss of contact when he felt Xehanort pull out of him.

He felt arms circle him and pull him upwards. "I'm sorry," Xehanort said softly, kissing him on the lips. "I just couldn't wait."

"No apologies are necessary, Xehanort. I trust you. I knew you would not hurt me." Isa nuzzled against the man's chest. "Will we be spending the afternoon here?"

Xehanort raised the bluenette's head up, looking him in the eyes. "Is that what you would like?"

Feeling a flush come over his body once more, Isa nodded his head.

"Then we shall stay."

…

The afternoon dragged on for Lea. He knew that he was just over anxious for the evening's festivities, if you wanted to call them that. When Ansem excused them for the night, he approached his desk.

"Sir? May I have a word with you?" He turned and saw Myde looking at him. He nodded his head towards Ansem, and Myde nodded. He watched the blonde leave the lab.

Ansem looked up from his notes. "Yes, Lea? What can I do for you?'

"I was wondering if it might be possible to take my chakrams back to my room tonight. Myde and I were talking about practicing a bit before our practice session tomorrow night." He felt the words rush out of his mouth, fearing he'd tip off the man if he spoke slow.

Looking back down at his notes, Ansem nodded his head. "That's fine, Lea. Just make sure the two of you are careful. If one of you gets hurt, find either Braig or Even to heal you with some magic." He went back to his writing.

Not one to dawdle, Lea nodded. "Thank you, sir. Don't worry - we'll be careful." He grabbed both his chakrams and Myde's sitar, and headed out towards the lift. He saw Myde waiting for him, holding the lift open. He struggled to hold the weapons in his hands, as well as carry his book bag. Myde reached out and grabbed his sitar.

"Why did you grab this?"

Lea shrugged. "I figure if we're having a practice tomorrow night, why not try and see what we can do on our own?" More lies. I can't stand all of this lying!

"Great idea! But...I'm kinda tired. Can we just practice in the morning?" Once the lift had returned to the top, the two of them began to walk towards the lift that would take them up to their rooms.

Smiling at him, Lea nodded. "That's fine, Myde. We can wait until the morning." The two got into the lift and headed back up to their floor. He turned to look at the blonde and spoke quietly. "Did you want to come to my room?" He was becoming more confident with their relationship.

Myde nodded his head at him. "Let me go put my sitar away, and then I'll be there. Is that okay?" The lift stopped on their floor. Lea nodded his head and walked out of the lift.

When he got to his room, he placed his chakrams on the chair, staring at them. He felt nervous about leaving later in the evening. What if Myde wakes up? What if something happens to me? He figured he'd just play it by ear. He wandered into the bathroom and saw the charcoal stick sitting on the counter. He picked it up in his hands, spinning the stick around his fingers. He heard his door open and saw Myde walking in.

"Whatcha doin?" Myde asked him, walking up to him. "Ooh - is that the stuff you used to put those markings on your face?" Lea nodded his head. "Can I see it?" He handed over the charcoal stick to the smiling blonde. Aquamarine eyes locked onto his. "Can I put the markings on you?"

Lea smiled. "You want to?"

"I do," Myde said in a soft voice. "I really like how you look with them." Myde lifted the charcoal stick and Lea closed his eyes, feeling his hand hold his face as he drew the two lengthened triangles under his eyes. He kept his eyes closed as he felt the charcoal on his eyelids. He could feel Myde's breath against his face, causing his heart beat to quicken. "Lea...open your eyes."

Doing as he was told, he opened his eyes. He gazed at the blonde in front of him, feeling his desire begin to grow. "Well? How's it look?"

"Like it was meant to be," Myde stated quietly. He raised his hand and cast the familiar silencing spell on his room. "Go look in the mirror."

Lea turned around and walked the few steps back to the bathroom. What he saw there was a powerful man, instead of the timid teen he always thought of himself to be. His eyes were brighter, shining with a radiance that had not been there a few months ago. He brought his hand up to his hair and saw that it was getting longer, starting to fall a bit past his shoulders. He smiled as he saw the blonde stand behind him, watching as he slipped his arms around his waist. "What do you think?" Myde placed his head on his shoulder, staring at him.

"I love it." Lea turned his body to face Myde. "And I adore you." He leaned down and captured the blonde's lips with his own. "Want to take this to the bed?" He sucked on Myde's lower lip, loving the moan he drew out of him.

Without any more words, Lea pulled Myde to his bed and began to show him how much he adored his friendship and his trust.