Chapter Three:

His soft, feathery touches had her pinned beneath him, stunned. His intense midnight blue gaze burned her, making her look away, but she couldn't (for long) because those lustful eyes acted like magnets, attracting her to them. For the first time in her so-called "life", she felt powerless as he lied on top of her.

"This must be a dream…", she whispered in her head.

He smirked at her. The same smirk that made the brunette man look even more handsome. She couldn't take his powerful gaze anymore and closed her eyes, scared those taunting eyes of his. When she felt light kisses on her neckline, she gasped, thinking the kisses felt like rose petals.

Beneath her were the midnight blue silk sheets of his bed. It felt smooth like his skin and soft like his mahogany-colored hair. She felt as if the bed itself was trying to suck her in, and she gripped the sheets when she felt him nibble lower on her neckline.

Without her knowing it, her arms grabbed his shoulders lightly. He began unzipping her long, black cloak. Once he unzipped it, he took it off her and threw it aside, revealing a fitting black shirt and pants. She reached up and started unzipping his cloak as he took off her shirt, showing her pale white skin. She saw that he had no shirt underneath and admired his muscular body. He slipped her pants off her as she stared. The rest of their clothes fell off like how a dog sheds its fur.

He got back on top of her, showing no emotion on his face. She noticed and wondered what happened to the lustful look on his face. She stared into his midnight blue orbs as he wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Do you love me?", she suddenly asked, shocking him and herself.

"What…?", he whispered breathily.

"Do you love me?", she asked again, not knowing why she even asked in the first place.

He ignored the question completely, knowing full well what she said. He poked her entrance with his thick member. She gasped, feeling scared. He leaned over her as he pressed inside of her roughly, causing her to scream. Something snapped inside him, and he grabbed her chin roughly, pushing himself all the way in. She watched as the color of his blue eyes grew darker, and she noticed he had a frown on his face. She felt as if he was ripping her open, but when she started to scream again, the grip on her chin tighter, and he forced her to look at him.

"Shut up, bitch…", he whispered harshly to her, one word at a time.

She silenced herself, scared that he might get more abusive. Red liquid stained the sheets, and they both knew it was her blood. She bit her lip, so she wouldn't scream as he pounded into her roughly.

She found herself, moaning and gasping softly beneath him. She heard him grunt, and he had a tight grip on her hips. The blonde "antennas" of her almost white hair bounce wildly with each thrust.

She moaned loudly and gripped him tightly with her legs. He panted heavily, feeling her moist warmth tightened on him. She felt an intense feeling that she couldn't explain. Juices were released from her opening, and she grabbed his shoulder, digging her nails in. She suddenly collapsed, but he kept going, harder and rougher inside her. When he reached his peak, he filled her with his fluids and pulled out.

"Marluxia…", she said softly as he sat up to obtain his clothing.

Larxene waked up with a jolt. Her icy blue eyes were widened in shock. She looked around and saw nothing, but darkness. She looked beside and saw Silvia sleeping soundly next to her. She growled and kicked the girl off harshly, and she landed with a loud thud, but never woke up. She touched herself, seeing and feeling that her clothes were still on her body.

"Did I just have a dream about him…?", she asked herself.

She didn't pondered on it anymore. She looked out of her window and saw that the moon was setting. She got up and picked up her black cloak, putting it over her under clothes. She fixed her mangled, blonde hair as she stepped out of her room and ran right into an unsuspecting brunette. She stumbled backwards, but regained her balance with her foot. She saw him and gasped, thinking she was dreaming again. She blinked her eyes several times, and when they fell back on him, she saw that he was smirking with amusement at her.

"What's wrong, Larxene? Shocked to see me?", he asked in a soothing tone.

She got angry with clenched fists as she mumbled under her breath, "I'm the one who says those kind of comments".

She turned her gaze from him with crossed arms. Instead of looking at him, her head was facing the eastern wall. He just stared at her, and she grew more nervous under his annoying gaze. She looked at him with a forced frown.

"What?", she snarled.

"You're supposed to be looking for Zexion and Lexaeus, don't you remember?", he asked softly.

She could never be mad at him for long. His soothing, soft tone almost made her forget her anger. The frown faded from her face, but there still wasn't a smile on it. The white walls of the hall made them very noticeable.

"Why don't you do your job and tell the girl her mission?", she snapped back at him.

He merely laughed and faded away in the darkness. She scowled at his retreated form, then made a portal of her own with her hands. She stepped towards it, but as she was about to go in, she looked back at the castle one more time.

Marluxia appeared in his room through a portal silently. He saw the sleeping brunette girl still in his bed. He stood over her, admiring her young face and almost shinning hair in the moonlight. He stroked it lightly, thinking thoroughly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a young girl, such as this", he thought.

The image of a young girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin appeared in his mind. He always remembered her every time he passes her white room. He remembered manipulated, but still felt no sorrow. Finally, he remembered her name.

"Namine…", he whispered almost angrily.

He scowled slightly and wiped the memory of the girl clean out of his mind. He observed the brunette before him as she stirred on her sleep. She turned to her side, and he walked over to a chain and sat down, staring at her intently.

He watched her for hours, crossing his leg so he would get into a comfortable position. He didn't know why he was watching the girl as if she'd go anywhere. He just felt it was necessary. Even after all the time he spent watching her, he never grew impatient for one second.

When he saw her arise slowly and leaned against her hands, he smirked. She yawned and stretched right before she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She saw something black in the corner of her eyes and turned to have a look. She gasped at the sight of him, just sitting in the chain, looking at her. He felt himself about to bust out in laughter when he saw her blush a deep cherry red. He got up and walked over to her. She felt her body stiffen and her heart pounded loudly as if she were about to die. He grabbed her chin and made her look at him in his midnight blue eyes.

"What is the matter?", he asked softly in a whisper-like tone.

"I…", was all she was able to get out before she closed her mouth.

"Why do you do that, human? Every time you are around me you freeze up as if I mean to kill you", he said.

"I-I d-don't know…", she stuttered.

"Of course you do…", he hinted.

She felt herself about to explode right there, "Sir, ple-please…I r-really d-don't know…", she lied.

"Tch…", he growled as he pushed her away, making her fall on her back. "You have a mission, and you shall do this whether you like it or not. Have you heard of the one they call the Keyblade master?".

Larxene went deeper and deeper into the darkness that she was transported to. She had been going at it for hours, and still, she found no sign of her deceased comrades. She closed her eyes tightly, then opened them again. She gasped at the sight of a pink-colored door. It was so familiar to her.

"That's the same door that Marluxia passed through to get to me", she thought to herself, but it seemed that the thought echoed through the darkness.

"Marluxia? You've seen my husband, ma'am?", asked a voice behind her.

She turned around and saw a young, beautiful woman with long, wavy blonde hair to her knees. There were natural streaks of butterscotch-colored hair that mixed with the blonde perfectly. She had violet eyes that held so much concern in them that it almost affected Larxene.

"Who are you and how do you know Marluxia, woman?", asked Larxene angrily with her arms crossed.

"I just told you he's my husband. Please, tell me you've seen him", the woman said.

"And if I have?", Larxene asked with raised eyebrows.

Before the woman could answer, and began to dwindle in the darkness. Larxene only looked at her as she faded. There was still a dark entity in front of her, and she watched it morph and change shape. She stood her guard she saw a pale hand come through it. She saw a person in a black cloak like hers step out of the darkness with a hood over its face.

"Who are you?", she asked it.

The entity laughed a chilling laugh, making Larxene slightly angry. Her cold blue eyes stared as the entity threw its head back and laughed louder. She got over her anger quickly and just watched the person with a confused look. Once he stopped, he took off his hood, and she gasped at the sight of the person.

Marluxia stared at Lenne, waiting for her answer. He had just told her of her mission, and she couldn't believe the news. She couldn't look at him, knowing that he'd want an answer then and there. She couldn't answer. The mission was too extreme for her.

"So, y-you're tel-telling me th-that I have to kill a boy named Sora?", she asked.

"Yes…", he answered.

"I-uh…", was the only thing she could say before he got impatient.

He got on top of her partially, putting both hands and legs on either side of her, hovering over her. She felt the temperature in her cheeks heat up, and she lifted her knees, putting them together. She put a hand to his chest, trying to push him back, and her eyes were glued to his eyes.

"You're going to do it…you're going to eliminate the wretch", he said breathily, leaning in close to her "For me…whether you like or not".

He pressed her lips against hers and felt that they were very soft. Her eyes widen as he slipped his tongued into her mouth, causing her to gasp. She gripped his shoulders out of reflex. He delved deeper into her mouth, moving his tongue around her in mouth. He connected his tongued with hers and started rubbing it. She moaned softly and closed her eyes. For some strange reason, she felt her warmth throb. He moved his hand up and cupped her breast roughly, causing her to gasp again. He felt her nipple harden through her nightgown and removed his lips from hers. He kissed down her neckline, nibbling often as he went down. He got to her harden nipples and sucked on it through the thin white gown. She gasped once more and moaned louder, gripping his mahogany hair. Suddenly, he lifted his head and got up from on top of her. She looked at him with a mix of emotions, but mostly anger, and he got up from the bed. He faced her once more with a stern look on his face.

"Go now…if you want the rest later…", he said.

"But I have no clothes…", she said.

He growled slightly, then he created a dark orb in his hand. He morphed it with his hands and changed it into a beautiful outfit. He used his magic and clothed her in it. It had a thin, black pantyhose-like material as a skirt with a blue shirt that showed a lot of cleavage, especially her stomach. It had many white ruffles on it, and it was a sleeveless shirt (A/N: Please use this link to see how the outfit actually looked on her: http/simplyff.free.fr/FF10-2/artworks/persos/lenne.jpg).

When she looked at it, she gasped at the look of it on her. It looked gorgeous, but she couldn't help but think it showed off a little bit too much. He looked at her with a smirk of amusement as he watched her poking at her new clothes.

"It's a songstress outfit. It'll help you in battle and enhance your sorceress powers to its fullest. You can thank me later", he said as he created another portal in the corner of the room. "Go…that is your exit".

Lenne stared at the portal, feeling slightly scared. She looked back at Marluxia, pleading to him for her not do this with her eyes. He looked at her blankly now. Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and approached her. She observed his moments. He reached into his pockets and took out a chain with a dark circle on it. He put it on her neck and stepped away.

"There…that'll help you use dark powers only to create portals for transportation", he explained as he grabbed her arm. "Now, come…".

He dragged her to his portal and threw her in. She disappeared through the portal, and it vanished as she exited. He sighed and left the room, wondering when Larxene was going to get back with Zexion and Lexaeus. He wandered the halls, ending up in a pretty white room. Memories flooded back to him. Memories of Namine. He saw her pictures still there, where the had left. He scowled and left that room too.

Rinoa knocked on the door of one of her companion's room on the eleventh floor, hurriedly and loudly. The door opened, and there stood a grumpy blonde woman who looked to be age eighteen. Angry blue eyes glared at the ebony-haired girl.

"Rinoa? What do you want?", she asked.

"Gosh, Quistis. You sounded just like and look just like Squall when you do that. I need to tell you something urgently", Rinoa said.

"What is it?", the blonde said, curiously,

"There's a blonde woman and a mahogany-haired man in black cloaks in this castle. They say that it is theirs. I believe them. They say we can stay as long as we don't get in their way", Rinoa explained.

"What?", Quistis said in shock. "Who are they? Where did they come from?".

"I'm not sure where they came from. I know that the blonde woman is named Larxene. She's dangerous. The mahogany-haired man is named Marluxia, and he's very handsome", she answered.

"Handsome, you say?", the blonde said, sighing slightly. "We haven't seen any man around at all since we've been in this castle".

"Get dressed. I think he's still here. I'm going to tell the others", she said as she ran off.

Rinoa visited the room of Aya who was singing to herself in her room (on the tenth floor). She was wide awake and combing her long blonde hair. Her light blue eyes were focused on the wall. Rinoa approached her calmly.

"Aya?", she said.

"Hm?", the girl said as she stopped singing.

"There are two people here who've claimed this castle theirs. They are a mahogany-haired man by the name of Marluxia and a blonde woman by the name of Larxene", she summarized quickly.

"What?", the girl said, sounding shocked.

"I believe this castle is really theirs. We should give it back. Besides, Marluxia has let us stay. We should return the favor", Rinoa said as she smirked and ran off.

She stopped by Silvia's room (on the ninth floor) and found her on the floor still asleep. She just left a note and laid it on her back. Next room was the room of the quiet girl, Karen (eighth floor). She found her praying by her bedside. The redhead's dark eyes were shut tight as she mumbled her prayers, even while Rinoa was trying to explain. The fifth room she visited was Lacus' room (seventh floor). She was just taking a shower when Rinoa told her about the new people in the castle. This made the pink-haired with purple eyes wash quicker.

Rinoa left her too and crept into the room of Neese (sixth floor), the depressed girl who refused to cheer up. Her dark blue hair hung low in front of her face, scaring Rinoa instantly. She went up to the girl and leaned her back against the chair she was sitting in. Her dark blue eyes were wide open, and they stared into Rinoa's dark ones, scaring her a second time.

"You almost scared me, for a second…", Rinoa said panting (A/N: She has been running around the whole castle).

"What? You thought I was dead?", Neese asked creepily.

"Uh…yeah…", she began. "But don't do that. I care for you as a friend. You haven't cheered up at all since you think Squall's dead".

"I don't want to talk about it…", was all Neese said as she turned from her friend.

Rinoa sighed and told her the news. It didn't seem to interest her at all because she didn't even budge or turn around. The ebony-haired girl merely pitied her friend as she left the room quietly. As she walked down the halls, she spotted a glimpse of a mahogany-haired man walking slowly in her direction and gasped.

"Marluxia!", she gasped and ran off.

She ran down the stairs in a hurry, hoping Marluxia wouldn't hear it and catch her. She had to warn all of her friends before they tried to fight them. She almost tripped down the stairs at the rate she was going, but she finally made it to the fifth floor. She looked behind her and saw that Marluxia was nowhere to be found and smiled.

"Ha…a job well done", she thought in her head.

She ran off again and turned left in the corner of the hall. She walked all the way down the long left hall of the fifth hall, dreading each step. She always hated coming down to this room because of the lengthy walk.

When she finally got to the door, she heard rustling on the other side of the door and knocked loudly on it. The door opened, and she looked at the black-haired girl in concern. The girl was about eight inches taller than, making her look up to her. She had long, black, and wavy hair that went all the way below her bottom had her braids in her hair was undone. She looked a lot older than the other girls, and she was older than them. She had chopsticks in the part of her hair that was in the bun and purple lipstick on. She had worn constricting black garments that showed a piece of her thigh off, but showed a lot of cleavage up top. She looked at Rinoa in slight annoyance.

"What did you want?", she asked angrily when Rinoa said nothing.

"We have guests…well they're not really guests. This is their castle. Watch out for a man and woman by the names of Marluxia and Larxene", Rinoa said as she walked off again down to the fourth floor.

This time she visited Teletha, a girl who long white hair and golden eyes. She was still asleep as well, so Rinoa just left her note on her back too. Once she left, she rammed right into the chest of Marluxia. She looked up to see who it was, apologizing for her not paying attention. She gasped at the sight of Marluxia who smirked at her evilly. She stepped back slowly, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Rinoa…is that your name?", he asked, and she nodded.

"Tell your friends that Lenne has left on a mission", he said.

"A mission? What mission?", she asked.

"A mission to kill the Keyblade wielder", he answered as he walked off.

Larxene merely scoffed in amusement at the person before her. The person was a man with short, dark silver hair and midnight blue eyes. He was a slim build and wasn't very muscular. He smiled at her as she turned to look away from him.

"Larxene, why are you not happy to see?", he asked.

"I still can't believe that that brain of yours is what got you killed by the twerp, " Larxene said.

The look of amusement was removed off his face at the sound of her words. He frowned. Now it was Larxene's turn to laugh and smile. Her laughter filled the area they were in, and it echoed loudly.

"What's the matter, Zexion?", she asked, chuckling slightly. "You wouldn't happened to have seen Lexaeus would you?", she asked.

Lenne stumbled out of the portal. She regained her balance quickly. Once she was back on her two feet, she turned back to look at the portal, which disappeared. She sighed and looked around at her surroundings. It seemed that she was in the back of an alley, and it was dark. She saw a wooden box that looked messy. She looked up at the sky and saw the beautiful stars of the night.

She looked back around her, then said, "Oh…where am I?".