A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I shouldn't be updating now, but I am anyway. Screw responsibility! XD Well, I may be saying that now, but come Wednesday, I'll be in tears asking myself "Why the hell did I not work on that damn project this weekend? WHY?!!!" Well, consider yourselves lucky. I'm sacrificing my time for you. Why? Cuz I love you! XDDDDDDDDDDD
Note: It will contain some Chazz and Alexis but more or less in a comforting sense. Nothing sexual between them.
Disclaimer: I do not own GX, the Society, or Chazz. Darn. XD
Chapter 3: Chazz
Alexis awoke several times during the night, remembering the horrifying experience. It had been two days since the incident. Two days since she'd lost her virginity. Two days of keeping her feelings bottled up. Two days since she'd begun to question Master Sartorious.
Many a time, she'd begun to wonder if she should tell someone about it. However, her better judgment prevailed. No one could know of it. After all, Sartorious' reputation and image as the leader of the Society must be upheld. He was their pillar, their cornerstone. At least, she'd thought so much. However, at this point, she wasn't so sure. She had no one to talk to about him, though. No one that wouldn't report her, anyway. No one except….
Rolling over on her side, she remembered what Chazz had said to her. He'd told her she could come to him. Well, in most cases, she would have refused. However, she was willing to make an exception here. Other than Bastion, Chazz was the only person she knew in the Society. She couldn't very well trust Bastion. He'd sought out the Society on his own free will and worshipped Sartorious with everything he did. No, Bastion could not be trusted. On the contrary, Chazz had told her she could speak with him of the matter.
Her eyes widened. Wait, she mustn't be so rash! For all she knew, it could be a trap. He was Sartorious' right-hand man, after all; one of the most trusted in the Society. Sartorious must've sensed her distrust and sent Chazz to test her. Why else would he be suddenly so interested in the matter? Perhaps he did feel the same way--it was a possibility--but suppose he didn't? Suppose he was nothing more than a crony? He would most certainly betray her, that is, unless she made it worth his while to keep it a secret.
Quickly, she shook the thought from her mind. How could she even consider doing such a wretched and vile thing? And in the Society, too? Certainly, when Master Sartorious searched her mind and found her sinful thinking he would banish her. She couldn't let her hope, her salvation, be wasted at this.
She tossed and turned for a moment, in a desperate attempt to go back to sleep. Finding the task impossible, she stood up and wrapped herself in a light, airy silk cover-up. After tying the ribbon and sliding her feet into slippers, she crept out into the hall and softly shut the door. She'd made her decision. She would talk to Chazz about it and trust he would not betray her.
She knocked lightly on his door, almost hoping he wouldn't hear her. Much to her dismay as well as relief, he cracked the door open.
"What?" he yawned, rubbing his eyes, then, seeing Alexis' troubled expression, asked, "What's wrong?"
Biting her lip, she asked tentatively, "May I come in?"
He nodded and held the door open to her. She stepped inside the darkened room and looked up at him nervously.
"Promise you won't hurt me."
He seemed taken aback. "I would never! But, I do promise all the same."
She wrung her hands a bit, then: "As for your previous question, that's precisely what I came here for."
He looked at her in silent confusion. Obviously, she was not making much sense.
Sighing, she carefully sat on the edge of his bed and continued to look at her hands. "You see, Chazz, I have been so plagued by this question that I have not been able to sleep. Permit me to ask you, without your betrayal: how do you feel about Master Sartorious?"
He sat down beside her while he pondered this. "I feel as though he does have an adequate sense of direction; he understands what is necessary to better the Society. He is qualified to be a leader, I'll say so much. Why do you ask?"
She shook her head in disgust. "You know, as well as I, that you just gave a generated response, one in which any member of the Society would give when faced with a similar question. Don't be afraid of me, I won't tell on you. You can trust me, just as much as I'm willing to trust you. After all, I came to you in faith, hoping I could confide in you and you could confide in me. Don't worry about my intentions. I have no ulterior motive, I can assure you as much. Please tell me what you really believe."
Chazz hesitated before responding. "I think that Sartorious is a bit off center," he admitted, "Something just hasn't been right about him for the past few days. I don't know what's wrong, but I do know he hasn't been himself. Something about him seems…malicious, shall I dare to say. He has upset me with talk of…of certain plans which I am not entitled to repeat."
Alexis pressed for information, now curious. "Please tell me. You can trust me. I'll admit that I have felt the same way. I know first-hand." She mentally admonished herself, realizing what she had just said.
Chazz arched an eyebrow skeptically. "What do you mean?"
"He has spoken with me as well," she began carefully, "and talked to me about how we must eliminate Jaden. We are no longer urged to recruit him for the cause, rather, we are urged to murder him. At least, that was my impression. He even said so. I cannot recall his exact words, but he said something to the effect of that."
A frown furrowed Chazz's brow. "Why kill him? Does he even deserve that? I don't think anyone does. What is he thinking? Well, I suppose I can tell you now. You see, Sartorious told me something about you."
Alexis felt chills run up and down her spine. Her fingernails dug deeply into his sheets. "What?"
"He told me yesterday that he wasn't so sure your entirety belonged with the cause anymore. He said that your spirit, as well as your eye, was wandering. Also, he indicated that it was Jaden's fault for leading you astray, that, because you were in love with him, you were working against us as a spy. It struck me as being such insanity, it scared me. He seemed rather troubled about it. All he could do was to mutter the same things over and over and wring his hands in anxiety. I tried to calm his nerves by assuring him you felt no such emotion, however, it did little good. In fact, it had quite the reverse effect. He turned to me trembling with anger and told me I was not to question him. Now, frankly, I believe that statement has little truth in it. It didn't even make sense in that context. I felt as though, for once, he were hiding some secret from me. He seemed detached, as though his mind were not really there with me. Have you noticed that?"
She nodded so he continued.
"Anyway, he told me then that he would have to test you again by threatening Jaden. This was, in my opinion, completely illogical. However, since his mind was set on the matter, there was nothing I could do to deter him from such an action. He continued by saying that I'd better not try the same thing, otherwise, he would have to 'take care of me in similar manner,' as he put it. By this phrase, I can safely infer that he wants to murder you. It scared me, and I tried to talk some sense into him; however, the longer I talked with him, the more incoherent and detached he became. I finally left, which was a good thing because he later went back to his cool, collected demeanor. It's almost as though he has two sides to him, battling for control."
Alexis swallowed hard and whispered, "You don't think he would…"
"I can't be sure." Chazz admitted, "But I can assure you, I won't let him hurt you."
Seeing his tender gaze, she blushed and averted her eyes. He placed a hand on her back and rubbed it gently.
"Chazz," she said quietly, "I'm scared of him."
"Because of what I just said?"
"Not just that…he behaved malignantly towards me. He treated me in a disrespectful manner."
"What'd he do?"
"I…." She shook her head, not willing to give up that information.
"You can talk to me."
"I know. It's just that I don't want to talk about it. Not until I know his true intentions."
Chazz nodded. "I understand. But when you're ready…"
"I'll tell you about it eventually. Thanks for being there for me."
"Anytime. Listen, if you ever need anything, I'll be here for you. And I can assure you, I'll protect you with my very life. It's my duty as a fellow member of the Society."
She smiled a little. "Thanks, Chazz."
Leaning over, she gave him a brief hug, then arose to leave.
"Do you want me to walk you back to your room?"
She shook her head. "I'll be fine on my own. Good night, Chazz."
"Good night, Lex."
She slipped into the hall and started to round the corner.
"Miss Rhodes, what are you doing up at this hour?"
She froze and turned slowly. "M-m-master!"
"Well, are you going to answer my question or not?" Sartorious sensed the familiar distrust rising in her and suspected she'd been conspiring against him.
"I was only talking with Chazz about the Society. You see, I couldn't sleep because--"
"Don't." He held up a hand. "Come with me. I want to have a word with you." In truth, he knew he would have more than a simply word with her.
Her mouth went dry as she nodded. "Yes, Master."
As she followed him down the hall, she wrung her hands and thought about how he would torture her. Apparently, he knew better than to fall for her lies. He knew that she had been questioning his authority. Would he kill her now?
Sartorious led her into his private quarters with a troubled expression on his face. Shaking, she seated herself on the couch he gestured towards.
"Alexis, I would like to apologize for my behavior several nights prior to now. I realize that I frightened you and I hurt you. I never meant to do you any harm."
She blushed but nodded.
"I realize that you don't trust me, but you should. After all, everyone slips up. However," he sighed and stepped towards the window, a mannerism reminiscent of their talk in his study, "I suggest you learn to forgive and forget. I promise I can make it up to you. I promise I can treat you better, that is, if you're willing to accept my proposal."
"What exactly are we speaking of?" She asked suspiciously, her cheeks flushing.
A small, remorseful grin curved his lips. "I'd like to take you with me once more and show you that I can be gentler. Do it to prove that you can forgive me and forget my past mistakes. Do it to show you trust me again."
Her intuition warned her not to go with him. At the same time, though, she was desperate to find favor in his eyes, yet she did not understand why. Deep inside, a feeling throbbed painfully, begging him to heal her. She did not recognize the feeling; she'd never experienced it before.
Despite her better judgment, she complied. "I'm yours to do with as you see fit, Master."
"Dear, Alexis, I knew you'd come through. I'm glad to see you've made up your mind in an agreeable manner. Now come, and I'll show you that you can trust me and the Society." He hoped with all his heart that he could ward the Light off for as long as he proved his love towards her.
Still trembling, she followed him to his bedroom. He shut the door, locking it, then turned to her. She was unable to comprehend what was about to happen. Neither could she imagine why she would want to do such a thing again. Nevertheless, she allowed him to strip her of her clothing, along with her dignity.
He smiled, allowing his eyes to drift to her sensitive spot. Reaching out, he traced the outline, causing her to shiver. He lowered her to the bed, all the while his fingers pleasuring her. After what he had done, he wanted her to have a pleasant experience. He wanted to make her happy.
She squeezed her eyes shut as he pushed her legs apart and slid between them. Her body jerked involuntarily as he pushed into her. She breathed deeply as he pushed deeper and faster.
As he scraped his teeth against her neck, her fear began to return. It was true that he had yet to hurt her, however, she knew he could at any time. If that were the case, why was she allowing him to do this with her? And why had she not the heart to tell Chazz?
He thrust in and out faster and harder, despite the warning feeling that the Light was creeping into his mind. She gasped as she began to move with him. Something deep inside her told her she was wrong to do this. Something deep inside her urged her to stop. She clung tighter to his neck, fearing him with every fiber of her being.
"Allow me access to her." A familiar voice rang in Sartorious' ears.
"No, I can't. If I blocked you enough last time, I can most certainly do it again."
"Which is precisely why you must let me now."
"I will not hurt her like last time. Leave me!"
"That, I cannot do. I will not do it. Now, if you do not comply, then I will have to force you. You don't want it to occur in a manner similar to last time, now, do you?"
He hesitated then looked down at the frightened girl he was being intimate with. "Very well. I don't want her to get hurt again."
Almost immediately, he regretted it. She began to cling tighter to his neck and cry as she felt herself being overshadowed.
"No, don't, stop!" Terror struck her and she began to thrash again. "Stop, you're hurting me!"
Sartorious did his best to cut It off. He breathed a sigh of relief as he felt It receding.
Alexis kept her face buried in his neck, trembling as hot tears streamed down. He held her tighter and tried to soothe her. She only responded by staring up with betrayed eyes.
"Why?" she whispered hoarsely, "Why do you do this to me? When you promise you won't?"
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Sheer regret overpowered his senses. Before he had time to comfort her any more, his time ran out. She gasped sharply as he came, causing her to feel hot and tingle.
Slowly, he withdrew himself and looked at the blonde in sorrow and shame.
"I am truly sorry for what I've done," he told her sadly, "I didn't mean to--"
"It doesn't matter," she sobbed quietly, "I just want to leave."
He only nodded and allowed her to dress herself. She slipped out hurriedly, without a word, leaving him sitting on the bed.
"Why'd you let her go? Why did you stop me?"
Sartorious shook his head. "I cannot allow you to hurt her."
"You will pay for what you've done."
"As I should." Sartorious arose and stepped into his shower to wash away all iniquity.
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The first thing Alexis did was run straight back to Chazz's room. There was no sense in going back to her own room. What if Sartorious came back and demanded to know why she was still disobedient? Though that did not make much sense, neither did Sartorious.
Feeling frantic, she banged on the door. Chazz opened it for the second time that night. Seeing her red eyes and the tears still staining her cheeks, he let her in wordlessly. Shutting the door, he smoothed some of her disarrayed hair down, and held her.
Unable to help herself, she melted against his body. She sniffed and looked up at him for comfort. He squeezed her tighter as she began to shake violently.
"What happened?"
She shook her head and buried her face in his shoulder, allowing the tears to fall. Seeing that he would not be getting any more sleep, he sighed and pulled her in his lap as he sat down.
"Chazz….can I stay with you tonight? Please?"
He was surprised by her request but agreed. "Anything you need."
Feeling like a whore, she crawled into bed next to him. "Please don't take this the wrong way."
"I won't. I understand."
She allowed him to draw her close in his arms. Feeling his gentler nature, she relaxed and cuddled close.
"I'll be all right," she told him wearily, "so long as you stay with me for now."
"I wouldn't abandon you for the world."
"I'm glad to hear that."
Exhausted by her terrifying experience, she fell asleep. But she couldn't deny what had taken place. And she couldn't deny her growing feelings for Sartorious. The only question was, would he ever return them?
A/N: Endings are so hard. That was a weak one. XP Well, I tried. Hope you liked my crappy story! XD Please review!
