Ventus. Ventus… wake up, please. Wake up… Ven, please..?

Ven woke up, his eyes widened as he stared straight into the dark.

He felt so weak, he felt as if he was going to cry, he was scared, he didn't know why.

He started to shiver violently, he lay back down, only to see a pair of amber eyes stare at him.

Ven tried to yell, but his voice only came out in a small whisper.

"My soul cries for deliverance" Vanitas said, in a rather sad tone.

Deliverance, I don't understand.

Vanitas stared blankly at his toy; his sweet little toy was shivering like a cat that fell into a bathtub.

"Would you quit doing that!" Vanitas hissed, dropping down beside Ven.

Ventus tried to move, but his body wouldn't react, he was paralysed.

"Don't move, it'll hurt you more if you do." Vanitas whispered.

Well it seems like Vanitas is unusually calm, what does this mean? Did he suddenly have a change of heart, or is he trying to make me not worry so he could use me once more for his entertainment. Only God knows.

"I have orders to harm you, in such a way, that you will bow down to me, listen to my every order without hesitation, and that you will love me." Vanitas smirked.

Ven was mentally screaming in his mind, since his actual mouth refused to do it for him.

Vanitas hopped up on the bed, placing his hands on Ventus' shoulder. Vanitas put his whole body on top of Ventus, sitting on his chest.

Vanitas smiled at how the blonde was trying to breathe but couldn't because of the pressure on his chest.

"Haha, cute." Vanitas chuckled.

"You really are something, aren't you Venny." Vanitas whispered as he lowered himself on top of the younger blonde.

Vanitas reached over and grabbed an empty glass on the side table, breaking off the top so it looked like a small sharp knife. Vanitas cut his finger a bit to see if it was sharp enough.

Blood started to pour all over Ventus' face as the blood dripped from Vanitas, finger.

"Wow, this is just perfect, I'm getting excited thinking about what we can do with this." Vanitas smiled wickedly.

Vanitas started to undo Ventus' shirt, once he did he admired how feminine the younger teens body was.

Ventus felt shivers travelling up and down his spine, this felt awful, yet he couldn't do anything about it, he just had to sit there and watch Vanitas have his way.

Ventus cried, that was the only thing he could do, he was so tired of this, he was suppressed by all his childish fears.

Ventus tried to speak, but all that came out was.

"Mommy…"

Ven cried, his mum died when he was little, she was all she had, and when their dad abandoned them she stayed strong just for them. Cloud, Roxas and Ventus were the reason for her to live to see tomorrow. She held their hands during tough times, during hardships, but when she passed away during a car crash, Ven had never felt so alone, he wouldn't accept the fact that she was gone, forever. He became so withdrawn, he was scared of the dark, because sometimes he could almost hear his mom, screaming, he swore he could see her face mangled and burnt.

"Pathetic." Vanitas mumbled before slashing at Ventus' chest.

The pain was unbearable; he tried to focus on other things, but just not the pain. It was the hardest thing, especially when you can't move or scream.

"Oooo~ look at all this blood." Vanitas smirked as he slashed again but in a different spot.

Vanitas started to carve his name on Ventus' stomach, and even made a little love heart on the bottom, for giggles and shit.

"Looks lovely doesn't it Venny?" He asked in a happy tone.

Vanitas' hands were covered in Ven's blood, he didn't care, he kept slashing at the younger teens body until it was covered in the red stuff.

Ventus started to get really dizzy, he was losing a lot of blood, he felt like vomiting, because all he could smell was blood and Vanitas' scent.

Vanitas started to kiss the cuts, he had mouthful of blood.

He leant over and kissed Ventus, pushing the blood inside Ventus' mouth.

He made sure the blonde had every single last drop of his own blood.

Ventus seemed to get a bit of energy, and he moved his head away.

"What's wrong Venny? Don't like your own blood? Do you want me to drain it some more?"

Ventus shook his head from side to side.

"Now that's just mean, so you'd rather die then live? Okay, if you say so…" Vanitas' voice trailed off.

Vanitas removed the younger teens pants, staring at his white boxers.

Vanitas placed his hand over the younger teen's crotch, moving it back and forth slowly.

Ventus looked down at where Vanitas was touching, and a moan escaped his lips, it was kind of arousing just watching him stroke his sensitive place.

"You like this Venny? I might as well make you feel a bit better before I cut you some more." Vanitas smirked, licking at the blonde's crotch.

Ven eventually got hard from all this touching and licking, so did Vanitas, just seeing the younger teen squirm made him feel very and extremely excited.

"Ooo~ Venny, do you like it when I touch you like this?" Vanitas said removing the blonde's boxers as he started massaging the blonde's member.

"Nyah.. mmm.. faaaah.." these noises came from the blondes mouth, confirming what the demon had asked.

Vanitas started to cut Ventus' leg, whilst massaging Ven's tip.

Ven couldn't feel the pain, he felt pleasure, he wanted more of this, and more of Vanitas.

Ven was always weak at hiding his 'emotions' if he felt something like this, he'd want to feel it more.

Vanitas started to place his lips on Ven's tip kissing it ever so sweetly, as he continued to slash away at the blonde's thigh.

Ventus' started to get dizzy, he was going to pass out soon, he knew it, but Ven managed to rock his hips a bit, forcing himself into the demons mouth.

When Ventus did that, Vanitas stabbed Ven's leg, opening a massive hole.

Ventus, managed to scream, he wasn't screaming because it hurt, it's because it felt good.

"Vanitas, please…" Ven whispered before he passed out.

When Ven woke up, he was covered in blood, his legs hurt, his chest hurt, the pain was just unbearable, even Ven's ass hurt. His semen was dripping down his leg, and even more was coming out from his butt.

Ven cried, the pain was just too much, he screamed out for Cloud.

Cloud heard his screams and ran upstairs, to see his little brother in bed, naked, covered in semen.

"Ven.." Cloud's voice trailed off.

"HELP! SOMEONE ATTACKED ME AND CUT ME WITH A KNIFE!" Ven cried out.

"What are you talking about, there's no cut, no blood, just … well your bodily liquid." Cloud said in disgust.

Ven glanced down at his body, he was right, his chest was smooth no cuts, his thigh was normal too. He swore there were cuts there last night.

"Get yourself cleaned up, that is disgusting and please if you're going to play with yourself, make sure to use tissues to clean up the aftermath, because I don't want to be cleaning your sheets." Cloud sighed before exiting the room.

Ven could've sworn that Vanitas had cut him last night… it can't be possible, he remembered, he was paralysed, but Ven had given in and let the demon touch him, or was it all… just a dream?