Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts belongs to Square-Enix and Tetsuya Nomura.
Author's Note: Marluxia needs some loving..even if he is a sadistic bastard in the process. Oh and little drabble bunnies like to come out of nowhere. Its a rather short one, I may do a longer one or a set of drabbles. We'll see.
Warnings: This fiction contains yaoi. Boy on boy loving, male on male pouncing. If you don't like it, please hit the back button. Thanks.
Summary: During the Chains of Memories setting. Axel goes to visit a familiar face around Castle Oblivion. But he finds out more than a 'talk'.
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Words: 710 Date Started: February 14, 2006
Date completed: February 15, 2006
Status: Complete!
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Author: KayradeMashi
Darken Blood of Sakuras
(Axel's Point of View)
Sometimes I often question myself why I'm here in the first place. Why I'm standing in this white corridor with elegant and unique style that were way beyond my taste. Such design often made me sick to my stomach and a headache that comes and goes as it pleases. Its sicken really. Horrifyingly sicking.
As I walk further down the hallway, I can hear my pair of boots clang on the marble flooring. My ears tweaked at another sound that wasn't far off behind me. I stopped in my tracks not wanting to turn around and see that pompous jackass and his god damn smirk that gets me every time.
A familiar scent of sakura petals filled my nostrils as it flowed in the air. I hate that smell. Every time he was around me, that deep aura of blood and petals seem to drawn me into his little trap like a play thing. But I know better to fall into his mind games and simple pleasures. However, I may say that now but during that quick fuck that he gives me, I too seem to forget what I'm setting for.
"Aren't you going to greet me?" Why should I? I turned my head slightly, giving the Lord of Castle Oblivion a side long glance of annoyance. There I see him at the end of the hall, with his dark lips tugged upwards into that damn smirk. One day, I'll wipe that smirk off his face and see him squirm, begging me to spare him. I was snapped out of my thoughts as he spoke up again.
"Hm. So I see. Still angry over what I said?" No. Angry wasn't the word. It was more of that thin line between hate and betrayal. My aqua eyes set in his misty hue blue ones and I also smirked.
"Who said that I was angry?" He gives a shrug. Hmph. Bastard.
"I know you Axel. You know damn well as I do about how you really feel about me."
"Like hell I do." I snapped back. There it goes again. That scent of crimson dominance and those damned flowers. I could hear him walk closer to me, taking each step slow and swayed while doing it. How annoying. Its like he can't find a better hobby to pass time beside fucking me all day...but here I am...awaiting him openly.
It wasn't long that I soon found my back pressed up on the floor with him straddling his hips and kissing down my jawline, nibbling at my hot flesh. Really he doesn't care where we do it. Hell, he doesn't care if we get caught in the act.
My spine chilled as I felt his tongue dart and taste my skin. I look over to the side, not wanting to meet his gaze. His roaming hands soon found their way to my coat zipper and started to pull it down slowly.
"No matter how much you struggle, Axel...you won't be able to fight me nor defeat me." He whispers in my ear smoothly and deeply.
I may not defeat him, but I'll be sure in this day in hell to bathe in his darken blood of sakuras afterwards he's dead. And that, would bring me sanity of so-called 'Happiness'.
Author's Note: Whee, that was fun. Short I know, but I may continue this if I have time.