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Warnings- Same as before.

I want to thank those that reviewed, faved and/or alerted this story. I honestly didn't expect to get anything and I am finally here with the second chapter. I am a horrible updater, I don't even know why. Oh well. I am here now with the next chapter to this and the idea that I love torturing Roxas. Enjoy.

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Chapter 2

Zipping up the cloak to his outfit, the blond nobody let a sigh escape his lips. Another mission was done and over with, but it still seemed pointless to continue on this rampage for Kingdom Hearts. They were so close, but yet slipping farther and farther away. The resistance had started to show up and damper their plans. That didn't matter at the moment though, he had completed the mission he was given and now he had to visit Xemnas. He had some ideas of what the visit was for, but he was hoping it wasn't.

Axel was still out there cleaning up the pieces of their latest mess and gathering information. He was supposed to be there as well, but it seemed like he wasn't allowed to. Pulling the hood up to cover his face, he closed the door to their bedroom shut behind him and moved down the hallway. It seemed too large, the stone sending echoes through the corridor , which in turn sent a shiver through his spine. He couldn't show fear though, especially when facing his boss and what would be dished out to him.

His long walk had come to an end, when he saw the big doors before him. Closing his hues, he knocked on its ornate surface, before letting his hand drop back to his side. He heard the man say to come in, before he opened the door the stepped inside the large faintly lit room. "You wanted me to come." He bent down, before getting back to his feet, waiting for his orders.

His hidden hands grabbed at the fabric of his cloak, as he waited for his punishment. He managed to stay still though and calm looking. On the inside he was quaking in fear from having the feeling of those cold, dead yellow orbs of his boss focused entirely on him.

"Yes." The organization leader stepped forward, running his gloved fingers over the pale flesh that was visible from under the shadows of the hood, a smirk spreading across his lips. "You have disobeyed me and disappointed me. Leaving the organization for what?" His voice was cold, the only sign of emotion was the underlying fury that tainted his words. Betrayal was not taken kindly and if it hadn't been for Axel's pleading and his good work, he might have considered ending the life of the shell before him.

Just because he couldn't kill didn't mean the silver haired creature didn't have other plans. No, death would be a blessing when he was done with number XIII. His other hand, which had been hanging limply at his side, grabbed the thin, almost frail shoulder with a strong, painful grip, laughing lowly at the gasp that left his subordinates mouth.

Roxas could say nothing. His excuses would be useless and cause him more pain. Looking up, his expressive blue orbs met the cold, fury and felt the grip on his shoulder tighten. Muscles protested at the actions, but the nobody forced himself to stay still. "A heart… I wanted a heart." He murmured softly, only half of the truth in his words. Saving himself from the plans that were set out for him also prompted him to leave. He wanted to tempt his fate, change it, and take the life he had been given.

'Bullshit.' The leader hissed in his mind, throwing the blond into the table behind him. His other hand came and slapped the other hard, the slap echoing through the room. A low, cruel laugh escaped him, as he shook his head, the long silver strands moving over his back slowly. "A heart? The only way to get a heart is to open Kingdom Hearts and by harvesting them from others, fool." His nails dug deep into the dark material of the coat, his own moving around his legs, before settling still.

Anger, white hot anger, flooded his veins as he leaned forward, pressing his body against Roxas'. "Next time you try to get a heart, I will personally tear it from your chest." He hissed in warning, punching the other in the stomach, before sending a kick the nobody's way. The traitor needed to learn, so that the next time he try something so stupid and foolish he would think twice.

Each blow he sent to the younger, smaller man made him grin with pleasure, blood at one point coming up and hitting his face, spraying it across his crazed features. He leaned forward, his tongue dipping out, running along the metallic elixir. The pain he was dealing the other, was making him excited and the thought of harming this creature sexually did enter his thoughts and was shoved into the back of his mind, poisoning his thoughts, as a cruel smirk spread across his lips.

"Traitors deserve something more Roxas. Do you know exactly what that is?" He asked, in the blonde's ear, his voice a mere whisper. He stopped the blows, his hands relaxing, wrapping around the waist of the beaten body below him, his cock pressing against the flesh. This would be embarrassing for the blond, but he would make sure everyone knew exactly what would happen in this organization should another try to leave.

Taking a deep breath, a low whimper escaped from his broken body, a slight trickle of blood passing over his lips and down his face. Roxas' hues were closed tightly, his breathing sharp as the pain assaulted him. "No…" He had an inkling of what it could be. His pale hands grabbed the sides of the table in an effort to stay upright, feeling his legs giving way underneath him. Pain coursed through him, unending and he was afraid of what this extra punishment could be.

The cruel smirk appeared once more, as he leaned forward and kissed the other deeply, biting down on the chapped, full lips underneath him. "You'll see when the rest are gathered." Grabbing the limp body, he dragged it across the length of the room and opened the door behind it, letting the wall slide out, before stepping inside. This was where he kept his prisoners and his experiments. The place where his research for finding hearts for him and his followers had started and grown and now it would be a place to prove his point.

The time for punishment in the shadows was over. They were close to opening the doors to their new hearts and the ability to rule the worlds and he was not letting this get in his way. Descending the long staircase, he made sure every step was felt by the fumbling Roxas.

Each step almost made him trip, the blond's body was one massive bruise and although the bleeding had stopped, his body was shaking. When he was thrown against one of the cell walls, he let out a slight struggle when his jacket and clothing was forcibly removed and thrown in a heap on the stone floor. The temperature was cooler down here and the goose bumps were already appearing on his black and blue frame.

Shame crept over him, his head falling forward, covering his face from view. "Please don't do this." He begged, feeling lower than dirt for even asking such a thing. He had to believe that things would be better, that Axel's plan would really work and that they would be free from the constant fear and the stupid missions. Shivers ran up his body, the cuffs that were wrapped around his wrists and ankles forcing him to be raised eagle spread above the dirty ground.

Xemnas had focused on strapping the other together, but the words made him falter, not from second thoughts, but from humor. The pleas were priceless. Shaking his head, he slapped the broken child and turned on his heels, leaving the dungeon cell. "Begging doesn't get you anywhere in life." He flicked the lights off when he went upstairs, leaving his captive in absolute darkness.

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Murmurs of the other organization members passed his ears, his mind blurry. The blond had no idea he had been down in the cool dungeon cell, but he could guess that it had been anywhere from a few hours to a few days. The cold air seemed to have permanently sunk into his bones, chilling him from the core, as he shook violently. It was still dark and no one had come down yet, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen in time.

When the first flicker of light filtered into the room, he blinked shying away from intense rays. His pools blinked furiously, tears coming forth the pain from the drastic and sudden change in light affecting him. Low groans escaped his mouth, as he took a deep breath a sharp pain spreading like wildfire through his entire body.

By that point the murmurs were becoming voices and footsteps were signaling the approach of his fellow members and for some his friends and lover. He was ashamed and he tried to curl up into the tiniest ball his position would allow. He could feel the gazes of the remaining members on his naked form, the gasps of surprise and the fear that it would happen to them.

It was only when he felt Xemnas come closer to him, that his hours of contemplating his fate in utter darkness had really shown. Pushing it all aside, he straightened himself out with the dignity he could muster and sent a glare at his leader. Had he not had time to gather this courage, he probably would have stayed withered.

Axel had been surprised when he heard of the meeting and when Roxas had not greeted him when he returned from the mission he had set out to find out. He sauntered in late like usual, a smirk on his lips at the defiance radiating from his lover. Tapping his fingers against his leg, he leaned against the wall, the hood hiding his face from Xemnas.

"Now that we are all here." The silver haired nobody made it a point to glare at the late member, before gesturing to Roxas. "I am going to show you all what will happen to the next one who goes against my back and disobeys me." He motioned for those gathered to come closer as he pulled off his cloak, naked underneath. "I have no problems beating you and showing you that you are nothing. That no one will ever want a vile, heartless creature."

Grabbing Roxas' chin, he let his fingers dig into the flesh, feeling the slight trickle run down his fingers. "Put on a good show thirteen." He laughed softly, so that only his unwilling partner would hear. His excitement from causing the most pain as possible, brought his erection back. Claiming the blood stained lips as his, he bit down hard on the flesh, shoving his tongue in the other's mouth in order to establish the control.

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A hiss escaped Xemnas as he grew closer to the edge, almost finished. "Fear controls Roxas… When you are feared… You rule those who are weaker…" He growled, biting down on the flesh as he cried out, his body arching faintly. His fluids slipped inside and filled the other as he came and he stayed there, pulling himself out only after he had finished.

Going over to his discarded cloak, he pulled it over his frame and covered himself up, zipping it up, before stepping forward. "One of you can take him down, but no help. He needs to crawl out of here." Throwing the key at the blond, he smirked when it bounced off of the flesh and fell to the ground, before he left the scene and his office.

With the rest of the organization filing out, Axel bent down in front of Roxas and grabbed the key. "Fools. You did wonderful. Standing up to that idiot like that, next time though let's try not to get you raped." He whispered a curaga spell, glad that the shallow wounds were closing up on the torn, pale flesh.

Even through it all, Axel managed to find a way to get him to laugh. It was harsh, his throat raw from the screams, but it was a laugh none the less. His limbs were starting to hurt from the painful position and when the click of the cuffs were heard, he fell forward, unable to support himself. "Going to let me crawl, Axel?" He asked, the ghost of a smile, flitting across his face, before dying on his lips.

When the arms wrapped around him and pulled him to his feet, he had his answer, but the curse directed at Xemnas only made it better. A sigh escaped him, his body exhausted and mind not far behind. All he wanted to do was let sleep claim him, but he pressed on. Beside him Axel talked about everything and anything that popped into his mind, and Roxas was glad for the normality of it all. The moment they entered the bedroom, he was forced to sit down.

"We are going to get you bandaged up and once we get our hearts…" He trailed off, not needing to speak of the rest of the plan. They had talked about it forever now when they felt the hope fading. The resistance was stronger than their plans had thought.

Standing up, the redhead made his way to the bathroom and grabbed the supplies, before returning to the bedside. Pressing wet cloth to the wounded flesh he started to clean up, ignoring the hisses that left the other.

Roxas leaned back, his head hitting the chest of the taller man, his hues slipping shut. "We will be free." He smiled, kissing the other deeply, opening his mouth when the tongue prompted him to. This was only a minor setback in the plans nothing more.

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