Ahem… my apologies for the OOCness thereof in the last chapter. One of my lovely reviews pointed it out (THANK YOU!) But I must say, that OOCness probably will remain throughout. Sorry if you don't like it… Also, my apologies for the oh so long wait. I just moved and my internet has been on the blitz so I deserve a little break…

Disclaimer: I do not own Megaman anything!

ONWARD!

Zero didn't make a sound, and neither did Axl. The boy was surprised. A moment before Zero had wanted to kill him, and now, he was hugging him? It didn't make sense!

After a moment the blond reploid pulled away and looked Axl up and down. The red haired boy looked at him blankly.

"We need to get that ice cream outta your system," Zero said finally. Axl tilted his head to one side, confused (not hard; he's pretty dumb…).

"How so?"

"Training room."

Axl groaned. Training? With Zero? He was practically signing his own death certificate when he finally did nod.

A yelp filled the air, followed by yet again the sickening sound of lasers through living metal (reploid flesh… eww). Axl slumped against a wall holding his side, his eyes squeezed shut. He didn't want to have Zero, his hero, see his tears of pain.

"C'mon Axl, get up. It's not that bad…" the blond urged. The teenager grit his teeth together and did as he was told. He then aimed his pistols carefully and fired rapidly. Unfortunately for him, Zero was fast. Really fast.

Another yelp, more ripped open reploid flesh. Ouch.

"Alright Axl, we're done. C'mere," Zero said as he pulled the boy to his feet. The red-head winced when Zero grabbed his arm, where a nice sized wound was bleeding freely.

"Ow, ow! Zero! Stop!" he whined as he was pulled out of the training area and towards the dormitory quarters. He was lead into a section where he had never been before. Only the best of the best slept in this part of the complex. Before he could take in the nicer surroundings however he was pulled into a room without a bed, only a couch. Zero shoved the kid down on it in as gentle a way as he could and then sat beside him.

"Don't move," he instructed. "It might hurt a bit."

Of course, when told that something 'might hurt a bit' by Zero, Axl immediately began to twist away. But a vice grip on his upper arm made him freeze.

"I said hold still," Zero snarled. Axl swallowed and nodded, looking at the blond with pure fear. Zero then set to work.

First he pulled the boy's shirt over his head, exposing a thin and rather scrawny chest. But it also exposed the injuries that Zero had done to him. Nothing that couldn't be fixed however. He then disappeared into a bathroom for a moment and returned with a damp cloth and bowl of warm water. Axl whimpered each time the cloth touched an open wound, but didn't flinch. As soon as the blood was cleared away Zero produced a needle and thread.

At the sight of such tools, Axl panicked.

"Oh no you don't! Uh-uh! No way!" he shrieked as he scooted away from the sharp, pointy object. Zero sighed impatiently.

"C'mon Axl! Stop being such a wuss!" he said. The boy just shook his head.

"No way josé!"

Zero sighed again, and before the younger reploid could respond a pair of lips was pressed up against his. Axl gasped and pulled back in surprise, but the needle had already pierced his skin. He cried out in a delayed reaction to the pain. Zero used skilled hands to quickly sew up the wound that he had started on. Before he began on the next, he kissed Axl again.

This went on for some time: kiss, sew, kiss. It repeated itself several times, until all of Axl wounds were closed. Toward the end however, Axl didn't pull away so quickly. Zero then sat back to admire his work.

"There. That wasn't so bad," he said casually, as if he had done that sort of thing everyday. A thought a horror coursed through Axl's body. What if the blond did do that sort of thing everyday? People were always saying that him and X were a couple…

"Uh, thanks Zero…" the red-headed kid mumbled. Zero told him it was no problem and sat back, arms crossed.

"Anything for a friend," he added. Axl nodded and stood, grabbing his rather tattered shirt. He then turned to leave.

"Well then, I'll be seein' ya!" he said quickly. Zero grabbed his wrist.

"Hey, stay a while. You need a bit of rest," he said quietly as Axl was pulled back down onto the couch again. The boy gave a faint "uuf!" as he landed on Zero's lap, but didn't move. The older reploid pulled him back, nuzzling against his collar bone.

"Uh, okay," Axl murmured as his tensed body relaxed a bit. "I guess it wouldn't be so bad."

"Exactly," Zero said from behind a grin as he flipped Axl onto the couch quickly. "Now, sleep," he finished as he lay the boy down. Axl blinked and stared up at Zero, confused. He wasn't tired, and it was the middle of the day.

"I'm not sleepy."

"Well, I guess we'll have to remedy that situation won't we?" Zero chuckled as he climbed atop the younger boy, straddling his waist.

FIN

Heh heh heh… And then they had hot mansex. :snicker: I'm done now…