The problem lingered on. He wanted the kid. Well, he, Xigbar, didn't give a fuck because Xigbar, the Nobody, just wanted to get his heart back. The body; his body; Braig's heartless body; wanted Roxas.

The only thing that really slackened his lust was being away from the child, which could easily enough be arranged. But then Xemnas would call them together to the chamber rooms and Roxas would be there, hidden in his hood. But still there, just right over there.

He felt like a hunting dog, once he got the scent in his nose he could never lose it. He had no choice but to follow the boy back to his quarters.

"Tcch," Roxas sneered. "I know you're there."

"Must be losin' my touch." Xigbar saw no need to hide any longer and teleported to the floor in front of him.

"I haven't seen you for weeks," the blond grumbled, unzipping his coat and tossing it to the side.

"Miss me that much, Roxy?" the man leered, walking up to the Key of Destiny with confidence. He was glad to see that Roxas wasn't going pull the keyblade stunt again. They'd done this so many times that it'd gotten old.

"No."

"Well," Xigbar reached out and caressed his lean sides. "I really fucking missed you."

"Don't you mean you really missed fucking me?" Roxas corrected in disgust. He made no move to remove any more of his clothes, so Xigbar picked up where he'd left off, pulling the dark shirt up over his head and undoing his black pants.

"Yeah, mostly that. Kick your shoes off, kid, relax."

Roxas obeyed begrudgingly, the last of his clothes were removed and he stood there, crossing his arms over his bare chest in annoyance. He was always stripped bare while Xigbar remained clothed and he hated it. He hated being the vulnerable one, he wanted to even the goddam playing field.

"Oh, what's this here?"

Xigbar took the blonde's wrists and examined them. He could already guess what the marks were from but he wanted to hear Roxas say it. Meanwhile, he digested the fact that other people (nobodies) were touching the kid and he knew that but…

"Vexen."

"Hmm."

"Ugh, stop it!" Roxas snapped, tearing his arms away. "Get it over with, you son of a Hydra!"

Xigbar gave an exaggerated and wounded sigh. "Dude, kid, that's just rude. I can remember my ma. And she was definitely no a hydra."

Roxas tossed a goddam fireball in his face, got himself shot through the shoulder and then fucked. He bled all over and was more ornery than usual about the whole business. Xigbar didn't really care.


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