Good morning, class! I write this in school, still. (Don't ask.) If I can get 35 reviews total, I'll add another chapter. (Oh, now I'm mean.) But for it, you'll get a longer chapter, kay?

And there is Plot. The almighty Plot has come to visit me. And Smut. YAOI Warning.

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, probably don't do any of the things in this fic, this is YAOI. However, the characters are more than welcome to try and experiment. Whoo.

He's so beautiful when he sleeps, the blonde thought beside him, watching his pet as X slept. He'd never felt this possessive about anything before, there was violence, but a possessiveness as he watched the green-eyed Reploid breathe, choosing to sleep with him the old fashioned way rather than a quick-power up in one of those capsules.

X was fun, his innocence still remaining no matter what he had seen, his personality changing with the times, and now Zero had him all to himself. Strangely enough, the urge to attack X was subsiding when he was with him, and the dreams were fading. He knew it wasn't a glitch; he still liked killing, by all means. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had a…different outlet of energy. Stupid old man never saw that coming.

He winced. He never was able to remember the old man, but he remembered the other blue robot in a small cell. He remembered watching as a black robot, a traitor took him up in his arms, with as much possessiveness in his eyes as Zero felt now. Maybe… that's why he saved him. Zero wouldn't allow anyone to touch his X, either.

The sunlight smirked at him and he cringed. He was actually getting soft. X wasn't supposed to be making him soft; he was supposed to see all the flaws in X so he could kill X without any remorse. He looked at the necklace. He didn't belong here, and he knew it, but still…

Still, he was going to be here until he could find the strength to kill X. It was his destiny, right?

"Zero." The whisper of his name sent chills down his spine, and he couldn't deal with these emotions as much as he wanted to shove them. He'd been shoving them for ages, and now, they were abrupt- the old Zero, the nice, wussy-like Zero in comparison, was still in his head with his emotions.

"X," he whispered, tracing his pet's face with his hand, delicately, and X leaned into it, still slumbering.

You can't keep this up! You're hurting him!

I know…

Zero swallowed painfully, but then shook it off. He could deal with this. X was his, and he could use X however he wanted.

X at this time, started to wake up. "Zero?" he asked, looking much less trusting than a few seconds ago. "What's wrong?"

Zero saw the pain in X's face, the fear, and while it delighted him, there was another emotion that swept over him, and he was suddenly very afraid. For the first time, he was not in control of everything around him. He was going to succumb, and he knew it would be pointless to resist.

He was going to fight it. He was going to try, to enjoy himself this last time. "Morning, sleeping beauty."

X blushed involuntarily as he sat up. Zero poked him on the nose. "Just admiring."

"Kay," X responded, stretching. He felt all stuffed up, like many humans do after sleeping on a hay or spring-filled sack, and winced at the downside of beds. He looked up at Zero, who was still thinking. "Do you want breakfast?"

Not like they needed it, but Zero seemed firm on this. The other Zero, his best friend, really couldn't have cared less. Zero nodded, and X got up from the bed, starting to get out random supplies.

Zero looked at the sheets, thinking to himself about the stupid emotions he was feeling. So what if he had a knife-toy that would spread his legs for him if he said the right words? He sighed, standing up, when X walked in and cut off all his thoughts with a kiss.

It was quick, but meaningful, and Zero was in a daze. X… kissed him. Hell, X had reservations about kissing anyone- but he'd never even dared start a kiss before with Zero.

X explained himself. "Sometimes, when you think, it's hard to follow you, and I'm lost, and I just don't want to be lost anymore… I want you to talk to me…" he trailed off.

Zero had heard the entire ramble, but this is what registered in his over-sexed mind: "Sometimes, when you think, it's hard to follow you, and I'm lost, and I just don't want to be lost anymore… I want you to talk to me…" When Zero realized this was not what X was talking about, he cursed inwardly, and looked at the green-eyed pet of his.

"I'll try, X," he stated, and both knew he was lying. As X turned to leave, Zero grabbed his waist. "Is anything cooking right now?"

X shook his head, his mind already filled with hopes and husky words.

"Don't think I'll have you this morning without your Pain," Zero stated again, and X looked up with him.

"This…morning!?" He asked, incredulous.

"Yeah, this Morning." Zero grinned as X debated this in his head. "People get screwed in the morning… before work…"

X swallowed hard, then looked back at him. "This is just for you, isn't it?" he asked, trying to calm his hope.

Yes. "You seem to like it very much," Zero stated, his voice going husky and less, less, violent. X shivered. If his Zero ever got like this, he'd go crazy.

"Can't we… have Pain later?" X asked again, and Zero shrugged. X sighed. "I'll get the knife," he stated. When he returned, Zero was waiting hungrily.

X handed him the blade and Zero sliced his shoulder, a nice wound marking a few others. X winced, watching as the blood ran downwards onto the floor. He'd have to clean that up later.

"Pretty little X," he whispered. X looked up at him.

"Now?" X asked, almost impatient.

Zero grinned and X threw him back onto the bed, hungry for this new feeling, wanting more than what Zero was teasing him with. Zero gave a yelp of surprise when X had him pinned.

"I wanna be on top."

"Not happening, X, especially with these boxers on, eh?" X hissed and removed them both of the offending material. Frustrated, he twisted Zero around so Zero was above him.

X was scary when he was horny, that much was for certain.

Zero planted kisses along X's neck, while X grabbed him. "We have to be at work in about half an hour," he reminded Zero. "And I- uggh!" he moaned, suddenly, as he was filled.

Gods, he loved it.

Zero looked down at his flushed little pet, a soreness aching in his heart as he remembered the picture of his fuzzy memory, and wished, truly wished, that he'd never be able to do the exact same thing. He knew it was a lie.