Author's notes: Yeah, Let's get them done so you can read. Um… once again, I've lost my script.. I found it, but then I lost it again… hmm… sorry for the slow update. Summer's here, so I hope to update much more frequently.

Anyway, there's some humor at the end of the fic- it's perfectly acceptable, just very vague. (-) And the fic starts with X lying on a sofa. He could be all naked, but he has at least no shirt and no helmet. I just felt it'd be a better fic if it was left to your imagination. (-)

I do not own Capcom or its characters (X, Zero, Lifesaver), but I wish to tell them that their American Commercials suck. I'd also like to add they are not the only gaming company at this, and at this point, I'd much rather have subtitled commercials that random kids speaking into microphones.

(I've wanted to get that off my chest for a looong time.)

"I want the blindfold taken off," X stated blankly, knowing full well his request would be denied. "That, or the handcuffs."

"Handcuffs are fun, X," his captor replied, a smirk to his voice. X gave a sigh and lay down on the couch, trying to ignore the stain placed on his arms. Stupid handcuffs, they weren't even the kind to be broken easily. He wiggled into the sofa, trying not to break anything because Zero would beat him for it.

"Mmmm. You look edible like that," Zero remarked, and promptly poked him with a broomhandle. He may be insane, but at least he could be clean about it. Noting X wiggling a bit, he debated whether to continue poking the blueberry of justice. No. X had suffered his pain tonight, and that meant he would be well rewarded.

Even without the handcuffs.

Handcuffs were a basic step in this situation: X was not free, not his own, and if he endured them good things would happen. Much like he was with Zero. Zero… owned him, in a way. Zero smiled, looking over X's features. Yet he bit back a snarl when he came to the control chip hanging off X's necklace. That weak person was not him. That weak person couldn't even see the delicious treat in front of him, the treasure of treasure just out of reach. Now, he had it, and now, he was satisfied.

X noted Zero's staring at him and lay perfectly still. He had no idea what Zero was thinking, and didn't want to set him off. Eventually, footsteps made their way to the kitchen and X wiggled around some more, but to no avail. Maybe he could try begging. It worked around the other Zero, it might work on this one.

"Pweety Pweese?" X asked, trying for the best baby-talk he could give. He noted the footsteps stop coldly, and suddenly regretted the decision. "Zero?" he asked.

The footsteps made their way towards him, impending doom on each one. X swallowed and curled into a ball as much as he could; this was going to get ugly.

"X…" a warm breath in his ear. X cringed.

"You said you wouldn't beg. You're too proud for it," the voice continued, a slight chuckle. "Am I taming my pet?"

X said nothing, not wanting to, because this sickening feeling he had in his stomach threatened to shout, "Yes! Yes!" He told it to shut the hell up before he'd get in more trouble.

Finally, he managed a "no," but it was weak and but a whisper, hard to hear in the faintness of the room. The blindfold fell off, and X knew Zero had seen right through him. Then Zero bent down for a kiss, claiming X like he always did, long and hard, and bounded off with renewed vigor.

X fell back in the sofa, panting heavily. The necklace bounced off his chest, as if reminding him why he was there. He was enjoying himself too much, even when he knew this entire thing was completely wrong.

Sin was not good. Seduction was not good, so why was he seeming to fall for these things? This Zero wanted to hurt him, harm him, and screw him senseless. He'd never been this attracted to anyone before- and he lost his best friend in the process.

Zero. The way he had been before… X felt tears choking him as he turned over into the pillow. It wasn't fair. He didn't want to give up his friend, he wouldn't give up his friend, and it wasn't like this new Zero had feelings for him anyway.

With renewed vigor, he turned over, tried to stand, fell down onto the sofa, tried to stand, fell down again, tried to stand, succeeded, walked over to the bedroom where Zero was sitting, and told him, "sit."

Zero sat, confused but enthralled. His X was getting dominant now? Ooh, the things he could do with that…

"I want you to call Lifesaver. Tell him you want the chip put back in." X stood, but the effect was lessened by the handcuffs behind his back. X dared take a step closer.

"X, X, X. I'd need something in return." Zero stood up, and in a swift movement had X pinned underneath him on the bed, planting kisses on his neck. "You want to give this up so soon?"

"nngh," X responded, too busy focusing on what Zero was doing and not letting it affect him. Zero grinned and X gave a whimpered response.

"You love this, don't you, my pet?" Zero asked, his mouth moving downwards.

"Mmnnn," X responded, a flush creeping along his face. Zero grinned, looking down at him.

"You love the way I make you feel, and you're confused, because you know it's wrong, and it feels so good," Zero stated.

X froze, not realizing Zero knew the truth. He took deep breaths to calm himself.

"You should be proud, my pet. One of the few Reploids who experience lust," Zero continued. "Just like a human would."

X's world shattered.

"Hey, this is Mike's Pizza, home of the Pizza, can I-" The heavily acne-ated teenager was cut off suddenly. (bear with my use of non-words).

"Hey, Lifesaver?" the teen blanched as he heard a cry from the other end of the phone, attempting to be muffled.

"Um, sure…" the kid tried, his voice suddenly afraid.

"Shush, you, I'm on the phone." The voice grew louder as a panted, "I can't!" reached his ears. "About that operation you gave me… I'd like to redo it. I want it back."

The kid suddenly felt an urge to vomit all over the place. What did he want back? "Why'd they…take it?" he managed, suddenly sinking to the floor.

"please," the lighter, yet still masculine voice cried. "Please!"

"It was his idea. Anyway, I'd like to come in tomorrow and have you re-install it." No response. The pizza boy was passed out on the floor from horror.

"Zero, please," the voice continued.

"Shhh. I'm on the phone-"

"Don't leave me like this!"

"Fine, you sex-addict. Anyway, thanks. Please don't ask any questions, I'll be glad to get my chip back."

The dial tone went blank and the pizza boy's coworker looked down at him. "Hey, is Tony all right?"