Title- Behind Closed Doors

Author- I'll Be Your Lie

Genre- Tragedy, Romance

Characters-Axel, Roxas

Pairing-LexZex

Disclaimer- I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters.

WARNINGS- MXM, Mentioned rape, Slight language, may be OOC

"B-brother stop please!" I find myself in the same position everytime Mother and Father have an outing.

"Oh why?" Brother coos in my ear. His large form hovers over my own lithe one. His silver hair chases his lips around my throat and jaw. "But you appear to be enjoying yourself so very much!"

I squirm in the binds Brother has wrapped around my wrists. The rough belt chaffs my sensitive wrists a painful red.

Brother carses my cheeks with his deathly smoothe fingers. "Why would I ever want to stop this beautiful expression when you where it so well?" He traces his tounge along the saltly rivers trailing from my eyes.

"P-please release m-me Brother!" I exclaim, struggling against the larger male as his hands began to wonder.

"My Zexion, you're beautiful," His fingers tease the waist band of my dark jeans. "I just love the noises you make, your protests. Will you sing for me Zexion?"

"N-no, stop. Please Brother," I gather my strength as I think of him. "He will come Brother, he mustn't see this!"

Brother narrows his navy eyes, a storm brewing in their depths. "And who would he be my Zexion?"

"N-no one of any importance to you." I reply, calming slightly as Brother's hand slinks away from my pants.

"Oh? And how would you know what is and is not important to me, Zexion?" Brother growls low, a warning.

"You would not care for him."

"Is this some boyfriend you failed to metion Zexion!" Brother's voice booms throughout my room. His stormy gaze showers me with is anger, disappointment... sadness.

"He is n-"

The loud rap of knuckles on our front door resinates through our house. "Zexion!"

Lexaeus.

"Shit," Brother curses. He zips his pants and hurridly attempt to straighten his appearence. His voice is full of venom as he speaks. "Did you call him here?! He won't be your knight in shining armor Zexion! He'll know you for the whore that you are!"

Brother storms toward the front door, leaving me with the sting of his palm on my cheek.

"What do you want?" Brothers cold voice floats to me from the door way. "Isn't it rude to be on the phone while talking to others?"

"Where is Zexion." Lexaeus grunts. I can see him in my mind, I know what he must look like. Jaw taunt, arms crossed, shoulders as tense as the rest of him. My Lexaeus, my silent hero.

"Well, I'm sorry to say, but my little Zexion is not here." Brother lies fluently. "Come back another time."

The hinges of the door creak as Brother tries to shut the door only to be hindered by the boom of Lexaeus's boot.

"Where is Zexion." My saviors voice carries to me from the door way as I hear it repeated yet slightly muffled.

I search around me for the object I know that must be there. My cell phone rests innocently on the floor beside my low matress.

"Lexaeus," I whisper, sounding broken even to my own ears.

"What the f-"

The sound of a limp form hitting the hard wood of my front hall is drowned out by the clomping of heavy boots. Lexaeus is coming for me.

Please do not discard me. Please do not throw me away. I scrunch my body up as much as the binds allow, attempting to hide my soiled form. My eyes clench painfully tight, blocking out the inevitable.

"Zexion," Lexaeus breaths as he enters my room. The sound of his boots are muffled on the soft navy carpet. His large hand trail over my bonds, destroying them effortlessly. His muscular arms encircle my tense form as he cradles me to his chest. "Zexion, everything is alright, open your eyes love, you are safe now."

"Lexaeus held me until my trembling ceased. When Mother and Father returned they discovered Brother's unconcious form and Lexaeus and I." I am aware that my eyes are glossy as I speak. "Mother and Father were furious with me for accusing Brother of raping me when they claimed it was obviously Lexaeus and I was covering for him. They called me many things and are now filling out forms for a boarding school in Eroupe."

"Wait, you mean your folks got mad at you and not your brother?" Axel exclaims, brows furrowed in anger.

"That is correct." I reply easily. "Why would they not Axel?"

"I was actually wondering why they blamed you Zexion." Vincent fluently interrupts.

I turn my attention to the raven haired man. "They blamed me every time they found us ."

The man narrows his gaze. "Why?"

"For resisting my brother." My voice is cold, empty as the words leave my lips. Lexaeus tightens his grip around me, reminding me of his presence.

"Your parents had no qualms toward your Brother that was raping you?" Vincent inquires, a note of indignation in his words.

"That is correct."I reply.

"Why was your brother so special?"

"He was one of Mother and Father's special triplets." Those bastards.

"Your brother was a triplet?" Vincent arches an elegant eyebrow.

"Correct."

"Had anyone your other brothers attempted to rape you?"

"Yes." Please do not remind me. I grip Lexaeus's arm tightly.

"Did they secced?"

"Cor-rect." Lexaeus places a kiss on the top of my head.

The red hair being used as Roxas's pillow spoke up again. "Why didn't you just call the cops?"

"My Father is the cops." Damn that man.

Vincent frowns, frustration touching his eyes. "How long had it been occuring?"

"T-three years." I think back to freshman year. Most teenagers had to worry about their grades and homework. I had to worry about my family.

The gruff looking blonde man beside Vincent grunts out, "That jus' ain't right kid. Why didn' you jus' go ta Vince at your guildence office?"

"He could not be trusted." The man glares at me as I continue. "Mother ran the school."

"oh yeah? Then who can ya trust?" Vincent shushes the man after he spouts his question.

"Lexaeus."

"How do you know he won't just up and leave you emoboy?"

I direct my gaze to the blonde woman seated beside Axel and Roxas on the couch. "He will not."

The woman makes a dismissing sounds. "Tch, sure he won't."

"I will not leave him." Lexaeus's voice rumbles through his chest.

"Yeah sure."

"And your story?" Vincent attempts to soothe the growing tension.

"Pff, not me, I didn't even want to come to this dump."

Vincent's eyes narrow as the petiet blonde seated on the woman's lap speaks up.

"Larxene has a bit of and anger problem." Her voice is soft and kind unlike the other woman's harch tones.

"I do not!" An ungly snarl marrs her features.

"Begin your tale." Vincent interjects.

"Larxene and I had been in an odd relationship..."

Um hey long time no see :) School's been kicking my ass along with my tennis team, soccer team, and orchestra... sorry for the slow uodate. BTW I did revise the last two chapters and tacted on an ending. Please check them out and let me know what you think :D

-I'll Be Your Lie