Author's note: 1431 words! Yes! Maybe if I get motivated, I'd update. (um… yeah.) I've definitely changed from the original story. There was sex in the original story, much more than this. Maybe I'll re-do a chapter for you people. Hmm..

Zero: When do I come back to life?

… when X is finished…

(Zero's body runs by. X runs after).

Anyway, I don't really see an end to this. Many chapters, no end. Oh well.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. But the blood is bottled and sent to fans all over the world.

X awoke the next morning, sitting up and stretching like he usually did every morning (or at least, when he wasn't in a capsule). He looked over his captor before noticing Zero was whimpering over something, and shook his head as the slightest amount of pity overtook him.

Getting out of bed, he threw on some jeans and walked to the kitchen, trying to decide if Zero would want breakfast or not. He doubted it; Zero only ate when it was fitting, since Reploids didn't really need to eat.

Sighing, he moved to the window and sat on the edge. The sunrise was pretty, but much weaker than other sunrises he'd seen. The thought of the first Maverick War hit him, when Zero was his recently dead mentor and Sigma had been defeated for good, the revolt was down and the fortress was sinking into the water. He'd been in wilderness for that, and the sun rose up, giving him its blessing as he walked back, wondering about his existence the entire time.

This sunrise was much…sadder. Pitiful. It was there, but X had seen too many similar sunrises like it and the value was diminishing. He smiled as the necklace danced in the light, taking it off and watching the light flicker back and forth. The light had traveled so far, bouncing off just about everything to make it here, where X's greedy eyes soaked it up hungrily.

Sighing, X leaned his head back onto the wall, listening to the early-morning workers as they started up the new day. He heard random clanging, and the few humans bustling around. One laughed loudly and moved on, but he wasn't watching.

What the hell was Zero, to hide this huge secret from him? Then again, X would have done the exact same thing… X shook his head. It didn't matter; what mattered was getting Zero back. He could get Zero back, and he would. That's right, today he was going to.

With this determination, he opened his eyes and jumped.

There was a pair of blue eyes staring at him hungrily. X shook his head again, looking at Zero as the eyes glazed over. "What?" he asked. Zero gave a quick kiss to his forehead, and then pulled away.

"You were thinking," Zero stated, much quieter than the Maverick he was used to.

"And?" he demanded, sitting up straight.

"You're just like him," Zero continued, walking back to the sofa and laying down. X blinked, then turned to him.

"Who?" X asked, walking over to the sofa. Zero said nothing more, shrugging. X sat next to him, and Zero flinched.

Zero sighed as X nudged him, turning over and staring at the necklace X held in his hand. "He doesn't have to remember, Pet. He has nightmares, yes, but they mean nothing to him."

"Don't you?"

Zero's eyes flickered with amusement. "I can't stay here, can I Pet? I'm not all that well wanted…"

X said nothing; hope building within him as he desperately told himself it was useless. Zero continued. "There are nightmares only I have, only he has. You're just like…" Zero trailed off. "He was silent during his treatment, too. Defiant."

"Zero was?" X asked, surprised.

"Not Zero. Before that chip. When I was…" Zero trailed off again. "You're full of questions today, Pet." Zero sat up, staring brightly at him, his eyes loosing their gaze.

"Not much else to do, since today's another day off," X explained, trying to avoid looking directly into Zero's eyes.

Zero caught his chin, though, and looked at him. "You wouldn't want to learn what I've been through," he stated simply, and X believed him against his will. "I remember everything. That chip… does not."

X nodded, accepting Zero's words as Zero re-did the necklace behind his neck. "hmm. You're very obedient, then, Pet."

"You're going to leave," X stated. "I'd like to know what you don't want me to." Zero's eyes flashed and he got up suddenly, and X stood for his own safety. Zero was angry, and while his Zero, his friend was fierce, this was like a hurricane compared to a tornado- one was much faster, much deadlier, much less likely to be survived.

The said tornado emerged out of the room, dressed in clothes X knew Zero didn't care about if they got bloody, handcuffs in one hand and a knife in the other.

"Shit," he hissed, as Zero stepped toward him.

"I'm going to punish you for that statement," Zero hissed angrily. "200 cuts." Zero swiped at X as X backed over the sofa clumsily, hitting his head on the counter. Sure. When his life needed it the most he was a total ditz.

"Why won't you tell me anything?" X yelled back as Zero's knife hit his right arm when he twisted away.

"You don't need to know!" Zero shouted back, hitting X's arm again as X made a circle around the room. "This doesn't concern you, Pet!"

"If it didn't, why'd you mention it?" X yelled back, tripping yet again. Zero pinned him onto the floor, handcuffing X's hands to behind his back and slashed with the knife. "St-stop it!" X yelled again, struggling. "You liar! You bastard!"

"I didn't even call that moron!" the blonde-haired Maverick yelled at him, his words stinging deeply as tears presented themselves to X's eyes.

"You… I hate you! Get the hell off of me! Go kill somebody else!"

Zero's eyes didn't even register those remarks as he continued slashing at X, not even bothering to count. Suddenly, he stopped, looking down at X again, hair covering his eyes. "Why'd he save you?"

"Zero cares about-"X fell silent as he realized Zero wasn't talking to him. Zero continued.

"You know who made him. Yet that traitor saved you- only to fall, only to die." He smirked. "Guess what?"

X felt himself trembling- once again, he was afraid for his life- and not just his, but Zero's, as well. "W-What?" X asked, trying to play the part.

"Mm." Zero bent down to whisper in X's ear. "I'm glad I killed him."

X wasn't exactly sure to what Zero was responding to, but he struggled while Zero laughed psychotically, watching X's every move. Zero's not dead, X told himself. You have to get out of this. X decided to fake weakness. Hell, if Zero could get out of this by pretending to call Lifesaver, then he could pretend to be Zero's slave for a little while longer.

"M-Master…" X stated quietly, trying to cram all his fear into his face and that one word. Zero stopped suddenly, looking down at him. X continued, almost whining. "Master, I'm confused."

Zero looked down at him again, studying him. "Yes. I'll bet you are." He picked X up and moved him to the bathroom, placing X in the tub. "Forgive me, Pet. I forgot the times for a moment." His voice sounded apologetic, and X nodded weakly, his arms and chest on fire. Zero's knife lay forgotten.

"I'm sorry, Master, I shouldn't have asked…" he whimpered, and Zero gave a smirk.

"Don't do it again. We might not get to have Pain tonight." He pulled off X's bloodied jeans and placed them in the wash as he turned the tub on. X squirmed, still handcuffed and unable for much movement.

"And that would mean…"

"No sex." X gave a slight pouty face.

"Pleasure, Pet. Pleasure isn't just sex. That's a stupid human reference." Zero chuckled as X looked up at him, confused. His expression…pained as he looked away. "It's not just lust," he stated. "Maybe just… " He shook his head. "It can be the way you see the sky, the way your… partner snuggles up to you, a butterfly on a real flower- have you ever seen a real flower?"

X nodded. "Not for decades, though." He paused as Zero sat down and started washing his newly acquired wounds. This Zero was also troubled with his past, just in a different way. Maybe… his Zero wasn't that different at all.

Who was he like? What exactly had happened? What- he woke up from his thoughts as Zero placed a light but dominant kiss on his lips.

"You're thinking again, Pet," Zero said, chuckling and pulling back. "You get so quiet when you do this, and occasionally have something profound to say." He raised an eyebrow, daring X to say something else.

"Peace and Happiness and Shiny Pants," X stated, pleased to make a smile on the usually hard and violent face as it laughed.