Demyx's P.O.V
You know how Saix said that I had paid greatly for my escape attempt? How right he was. That last electric shock… t-took away my control over water. I grew afraid of this happening when I noticed how the drops of water that I summoned to drink were growing smaller after each shock. I just knew it wouldn't be long before I had lost contact with my water.
I'm screwed now. With the two and a half weeks I've been stuck here, water was the only thing sustaining me. Bodies can go three weeks without food, but as for water… one can hope to last at the most three days. Now that I have lost a crucial intake that has kept me alive, I'm afraid my vital levels will drop faster now then they have before, and I'll look even more malnourished than I already do.
I don't need a mirror, nor a scale, nor any other kind of medical equipment to know that the outside of my body was reflecting what the inside of my body was going through. Lack of food and water leads to lack of energy. Lack of energy means body operations start to slow. If body operations slow, the body eventually shuts down, for good. Each of those steps are expressed in the way a body deteriorates. It starts with weight loss, then all motives cut off so you're just laying their like a useless sack of meat. The skin looses its natural colour to an almost grey as it starts to stick close to your bones. At the end of it all you die as skin and bones. Except in a Nobody's case, you just fade away. That seems no fun either… my sense of humor seems to be dying as well.
I sighed heavily having grown tired of counting the holes in the ceiling (65,372), again, and turned onto my side to now stare at the shadowy blue-grey wall. Not much of an improvement.
"I have to have control of myself, my thoughts, my mind cause of the way it's going down." My voice was growing raspy and the dryness in my throat made it hard to talk, let alone sing, but it was my best distraction. "In my life, I feel like a prisoner in a light. Are you feeling me? Cause the way you make my break my shake my walls around, I feel like I'm breaking out. Show me your colours, show me your colours, cause without you I'm blue! Hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me! I just wanna feel alive, and I do when I'm with you. Hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me! I just wanna feel alive, and I do when I'm with you… You can save me, I know you can save me. I know you can save me so just… so just save me…" I swallowed the little saliva that had collected in my mouth, but it burned rather than eased the dryness.
Axel… just… just where are you? It's been so long I… I don't know if you're still looking for me. Please Axel, find me, find me quick. Find me before Saix wins.
"Hnn…" I crossed my legs as the urge returned.
I wasn't just using my water abilities to make sure I always had water to drink, but I was also using it to get rid of the need to use the restroom. It's a tricky procedure where I make the waste liquid my body wants to get rid of, come out as sweat. It was potentially dangerous to my kidneys and bladder since they were being forced to exhibit functions unusual to them, but it was either soil myself, or risk it. Just as long as it wasn't for an extended period of time, I should have been fine using that tactic. But now that my control over water has been blocked, I'm suffering worse than ever. With every slight movement, it feels like I'm going to burst. And no matter how tight I cross me legs or how scrunched up I get, it only makes the need worse.
It's right there, just behind me, mocking me, tormenting me… the bathroom that is. What a cruel joke. It's right there, just a couple steps away. It's calling me, tempting me, torturing me with the bliss of relieving myself. But with my arms restrained, I can't do anything. All I'm able to do is lay here like the prisoner that I am, cross my legs till they snap, potentially explode my kidneys, and just shake with the need like a dog who's owner is too cheap to invest in a dog door.
"Good evening, Nine."
Fudge…
"Did you miss me?" Saix's chilled voice asked me, locking his door and sauntering over to me.
"What do you think?" I hissed.
His hand slammed down in front of me; his heated breath brushed at my neck. I swallowed nervously. Every time he loomed over me like this he was trying to seduce me.
"Now now, Nine, don't be like that." Saix whispered in my ear. "I missed you."
His warm, slithering tongue crept along the inside crevices of my ear. His breathing grew raged as he grazed his teeth along the shell of my ear, then bit down on my earlobe.
"A-ah…" I crossed my legs tighter, shaking more out of freight. "S-top it."
"No." He bluntly said.
He swung one of his heavy legs over me, lowering himself down slowly on me. One hand held my head pinned down as he nipped and kissed all along the side of my face and neck. Hot gasps and sharp teeth sent a flare to my cheeks. His other hand slid up and down my chest, legs, and even gave my rump a tight squeeze. A growl rumbled deep in his chest, followed by a quick jerk of his hips. I cringed, shaking violently, crossing my legs to the max in an effort to keep from bursting.
"Hm? What's the matter, Nine?" He let some of his weight off me, but still remained over me.
"N-nothing." I quickly said.
"Lies." he said.
He gripped one of my ankles, and forced my legs to uncross. I had to let him do it to lower any suspicion. I whimpered quietly, feeling the pain of my bloated bladder I had been suppressing with my crossed legs. What I didn't expect him to do was press down on my lower stomach allowing some few drops find freedom. A quick yank and I freed my ankle from Saix's grip, crossing my legs again.
"So that's your problem." Saix said. He got off me and I instantly felt relief settling into my chest, but it set flight again when I was yanked into a sitting position.
"Wh-what are you doing!" I quickly questioned.
"Helping you." Saix answered. He gave a hard tug on the back of the ribbon confiding me, dragging me close to the edge of the bed.
"N-No! I'm fine!" I protested. I pulled against his hold, but he had on too tight a grip.
"Nonsense." he said. "I can see you're in dire need of release." He yanked me off the bed, wrapping his arms around me before I fell. My legs were shaking with the sudden weight that was thrown upon them after ages of not being in use. "I'll help you." Saix grinned.
He walked backwards, dragging me along with him till he backed into his bathroom. He turned me around so I was facing him, and reached around to lift up my cloak.
"No! I'm fine!" I plead again. I kicked his legs, but he continued unfazed.
He had my cloak tied up from behind, then bent my back over the sink's counter, forcing me to stay down with a heavy hand on my chest. I was panicking, kicking frantically to keep his hand away from the zipper of my pants.
"Now… Nine… settle… down." Saix struggled to say as he tried to keep me down. "Oof!" I managed to kick him in the gut. "Now Nine!" He snapped.
"Aaahha!" I haven't been shocked in a while so, though it was a quick reminder shock, it hurt horribly. When it had passed I remained still, sniffling slightly.
"Now then."
Saix returned to lowering my zipper. He pulled it down slowly, tormenting me with the light breeze I felt against my crotch. He straightened me up, turned me around, and forced me to walk shakily forward till my legs hit the bowl of the toilet.
"Please… don't…" I begged.
Saix chuckled darkly. Winding one arm around me securely, he reached into the hole of my pants and groped around looking for the hole in my boxers.
"Ah!" I gasped when his long, thick fingers brushed by my lower organ. How I wished he had kept his glove on.
"There it is." Saix cooed.
His hand was cold. Terribly cold. Absolutely different than the warm feeling Axel's hands had. He gently gripped my member, and freed it from its clothed refuge.
"Not bad." Saix teased.
I shut my eyes, turning my head away from him. I was on the verge of tears. I was deathly afraid. "No…" I whispered.
"Come, Nine, you've been holding it in for a long time. You're going to damage your body by holding it in any longer. Just ignore that I'm here and relieve yourself." He stroked my member, making me twitch.
Like hell I was going to ignore some creep's hand on my private part! I started to struggle again.
"You're making this very difficult." Saix said. He made to snap the fingers of the arm around me.
"No!" I cried, ceasing my struggle.
"My, what a surprise. Seems like the training is starting to sink in." Saix grinned.
"N-no! I… I…" I couldn't argue. He was right. I don't want to get shocked anymore."
"So, are you going to do as I say?"
I shut my eyes again. I didn't want to do anything he wanted to, but he was right. I have to go.
I gulped, letting my body relax and undoing the invisible knot around my bladder. A soft trickle of liquid meeting liquid, and the bloating feeling reduced. The trickle shrank to dripping drops, then silence.
"There, you should feel incredibly better now." Saix purred in my ear.
He returned my member into it's proper place, and zipped up my pants. He went to wash his hand and flush the toilet, but when he let me go I fell down onto my rump, looking down at the floor.
I said nothing nor tried to move as Saix went along washing his hand. Slowly… slowly… I started to cry. But is was just hiccups and dry sobs. I had little water in my body to spare.
"Nine? What's wrong?" Saix asked.
I didn't answer, just kept on with my dry cries. Saix stooped down next to me, and took me up into his arms. I sobbed harder. I didn't want him to touch me.
"Shh. Shh." Saix said, combing his hand through my flat hair. He laid me back down on the bed and I turned my back to him, burying my face into the plush grey pillow. "Easy, Nine, easy." Saix lightly touched my head.
"Don't touch me!" I snapped at him. "Don't touch me with those filthy, grubby hands of yours that send me to hell every time I deny you having me! You want to do someone so badly! Give the Superior a ride! I'm pretty sure he's given you a couple of good rounds before! That's why you're his dog! You go at it so damn much! You're just a big ol' whor-Ahhh!"
I was being shocked again and all the anger I was releasing just now, died. I screamed loudly. The screams sometimes made the pain more tolerable, but never took away the incredible pain I suffered. It was over quickly. I was panting, sniffling, but made mo other movements.
"Y-you took away my water…" I forced out.
"I had to." Saix said. "I had to show you that I am being serious. This isn't some game. This is reality. And the reality of this situation is," He grabbed me by my hair, and forced me to look at him.
"Ahn…" I whined.
"I am going to have you one way or another. I am going to lay claim to you and make sure Eight suffers greatly. You are going to be mine. Mine forever." He shoved me back down onto the bed but not before he pressed his lips to my forehead. "You, are my pet." Saix turned, opening a dark portal. "I will return later when you are in need of the restroom again." He disappeared through the dark portal, going to do whatever his freedom allowed him to.
I was silent for I'm not sure how long, but that wouldn't last long...
"Axel… Axel… Axel! Axel! Axel!" I cried desperately. "Axel please help me!"
I can't explain why I suddenly broke down like that. I don't even remembered what happened through it. I thought my resistance was holding up, but now that Saix had the free pass at touching me every time I have to go to the bathroom… I don't know if I can handle it anymore…
Axel's P.O.V
Is it crazy to go around hugging the pillow of your lost lover? I don't think so. I think it's fine. Right? Not crazy at all like everyone says.
I was huddled in the darkest corner of the library, hugging Demyx's ocean blue pillow, rocking back and forth silently.
"Demyx, where are you?" I repeated for the hundredth time as I buried my face in his pillow. It was stating to loose his scent, so I have to press my face deep into it, hoping to just get the lightest whiff.
Okay, maybe this does seem a bit insane. But what am I supposed to do? I've been looking for him day and night, week after week, but nothing. There's absolutely no hint of where Demyx is or who has him. The only hope I ever had of finding him was the scent that Zexion had picked up, but its been proving difficult for him to pick out from all the muddled smells which one belongs to Demyx's kidnaper.
"Why do you keep coming here, Eight?" an annoyed voice asked me.
"I told you before," I said, turning around so I could face Zexion's glare. "I'm waiting for you to find something."
"I already told you many time before," Zexion huffed. "The longer you annoy me and keep me from my work, the longer it will take to find anything. And stop wallowing with this thing!" He snatched the pillow from my arms.
"No! Give that back! I need that! It's the closest thing I have to him!" I begged, reaching out for the pillow frantically. "… What's wrong with me…?" I lowered my arms, and dropped my gaze to the floor. "What's happening to me?"
"You're letting a non-existent emotion take over you. Instead of sitting in a corner crying 'Woe is me' get out there and investigate again instead of relying on me or others to help you! If you want him back that badly, prove it!" Zexion said.
"You're right…" I said. I hate having to admit to others that they are right, especially Zexion, but his outburst holds some truth. I need to find him. Not anyone else.
"Then get out of here and do something productive." Zexion said, throwing the pillow back at me.
I fumbled to catch it before it hit the ground, and held it close to me again.
"I miss him." I whispered.
"We all do." Zexion added.
AN: Hey guys, hoped you liked this chapter. Looks like Demyx and Axel are slowly starting to loose hope of ever seeing each other again. I feel so mean to Demyx. -.- I changed the rating just because I realized that in order to get the full emotions out in this fic, I have to go pretty far. Oh, and the song Demyx a singing is "Hurry Up and Save Me" by Tiffany Giardina. But i have the Nightcore version.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
