She drew a boy with brown spiky hair; his eyes were closed, as if he were sleeping. His neck to a black vest, with a white hood, and a red shirt under it. He had a crown charm hanging off a chained necklace.
Marluxia walked in. He took her sketch book and looked at the picture, then ripped it out and pocketed it.
Chapter five:
"How do you know this boy?" Marluxia sneered, he was obviously mad.
"I don't, I've just been having dreams about him…as if, I'm him, I saw his battles, his friends…everything." Naminé shuttered.
"Well, he's in the castle. And the farther he goes, the more memories you erase."
"Got it…but why?"
"The organization might find him useful-"
"But not without his memories." She finished.
"See, we're made for each other. You're already finishing my sentences." He lifted her chin and kissed her. She turned away with anger flowing through her veins. He raised and eyebrow, "I thought we've been over this?"
"What? Every time you don't get your way, you through a fit? Fuck off." She glared. Marluxia stayed calm, he raised his arms out horizontally and opened his mouth, "Wait, no don't" Naminé stopped him. A tear rolled down her cheek slowly. Marluxia reached into his pocket and pulled out a test tube, then collected the tear and capped it, replacing it back in his pocket, she found this strange, but said nothing.
He mouthed "Your mine." Then pulled her simple white dress over her head. He pushed her down on the bed and pinned her with his knees. Marluxia stripped off his jacket, shirt, and pants. She didn't realize it, but Marluxia was built. He lowered his head and showered her with unwanted kisses.
He undid her bra and slipped off her panties (god, I hate that word) Naminé struggled against his touch, but he was much stronger. He started to remove his boxers, she thought she could slip away in the instant he let go, but he kept one hand firmly on her collar bone.
Slowly he eased into her. Trying not to hurt her, but it hurt more.
"Just get it over with." Naminé struggled. Marluxia did so. She clutched a hand full of bed sheets. He humped her over and over. 'When will he stop?' she thought through the pain. 'Please stop, I don't know if you notice this, but this really hurts! And I would request you stop!' she sent telepathically. Apparently she couldn't do that.
Finally he stopped; he rested his head on her right breast, rubbing the right. She sighed. 'Was that all I'm good for?'
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, other then the fact that I just got raped?"
"Yes."
"This is not something little girls should do."
"But it is something for nobodies."
"ALL OFGANIZATION MEMMBERS. REPORT TO THE MAIN HALL. EXCEPT FOR AXEL, DEMYX, ROXAS, AND XALDIN." Xemnas' voice boomed throughout the castle. Marluxia got up and dressed. He left without saying another word.
Naminé dressed and left, going in the opposite direction. She walked outside into the hot sun. She shielded her eyes; she had forgotten what light was like. Demyx was playing his Sitar by the fountain, Axel was playing with fire, Roxas was practicing his swing, and Xaldin was reading under a tree.
She walked over to Demyx and waited until he noticed her, he rested his Sitar by the fountain.
"Hey Naminé…what's wrong?" He asked
"Marluxia. He…raped me." She said, slightly embarrassed.
"That bastard. I'll set his garden on fire if you want." Axel interrupted.
"Ya, burn them all." Demyx answered, embracing her. "Its okay, you're safe with us."
"I feel something…trust." Naminé smiled and kissed Demyx. Roxas ran over and pulled her off him.
"Let's keep it PG, your know who could be watching." He whispered.
"Marluxia?"
"Worse, Xaldin." Demyx nodded in Xaldin's direction. "Play it cool, he's coming this way." They all started a random conversation about the environment.
"Good day Roxas, Naminé, Demyx, Axel." He glared at Axel
"I said I was sorry." Axel rolled his eyes.
"Thanks to you I only have six lances."
"Want to make it five?" Axel challenged. Xaldin made a "pch' sound and stalked back to the castle entrance. Axel and Roxas went back to 'play video games'
Demyx grabbed his sitar and started playing, making the water dance about for Naminé. She smiled and sat on the edge of the fountain.
"You don't fight much, do you?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well, you heal and your weapon is water. Pathetic." Naminé laughed. Demyx strung a chord and Naminé fell in the fountain. Demyx looked over the edge, waiting for her to come up. She reached out and pulled him in with her. They both broke out in laughter. Demyx traced his eyes over her body, her dress turned see through and clung to her. She noticed this and kissed him, he held her close and fell back into the fountain.
Demyx wanted her so badly, but after what just happened, he would have to wait.
"It's okay, I want you too." She read his mind.