Demyx's P.O.V

Another two weeks have passed and nothing has changed. Well, I guess you can count the fact that my resistance is just about to break. Saix has the upper hand right now; he knows it. As each day rolls on, his visits to me have grown longer. So have the things he does to me.

I didn't dare try and fight him. Yeah, I'm that afraid of being shocked again. But that didn't mean I wouldn't react to his touches. I whimpered and nearly cried every time he would stroke my cheek, lick my neck, nibble my earlobes, comb his fingers thru my hair, and run his hands up and down my chest. I did cry whenever we had to go thru the bathroom routine. He would always keep his hand on me longer than necessary- he even went as far as giving me a full stroke when returning my member to my pants.

It's horrible feeling like a toy. That's all he sees me as. Something to chew and hump, then throw away when broken. What will he do to me once he finally wins? He'll take me no doubt. He'll take me every day. I'll turn into his sex doll.

I'm starting to lose faith in Axel finding me. It's been a month and I'm still here. Having Saix's arms wrapped around me instead of Axel's. Feeling Saix's kisses instead of Axel's. Feeling his hands touch me where they shouldn't. Should I just… give up on him? My lip trembled at that thought. No. I'll hang on. I already have a plan in action. It's just taking a while to set forth.

I sighed and looked down at the arms wrapped around me and Saix's slumbering face. He's been sleeping with me for a week now. I don't know where he's been sleeping before, but now he's with me. I try to imagine that it's Axel holing me close at night; his warmth I feel; his soft breaths. It worked for a while but… I can't hide what's in front of me forever.

Saix stirred, yawning largely, his pointed teeth barred. Drowsy yellow eyes found me accompanied by a grin. "Good morning, Nine." He hummed. "You sleep well?"

I didn't answer, just stared blankly at him.

"Silent again, huh? It would be nice to get a 'good morning' from my pet you know." he said.

I growled, turning my back to him. A mistake of course.

"Now, Nine, don't be like that." he cooed. He ran a single finger down my spine, making me shudder. The hand crept up my back and slowly caressed my neck.

"Nn…" Why did my neck have to be so damn sensitive? Saix propped himself up on his shoulders, looming over me. With a quick side glance at him, I knew what it was time for. I gulped and just waited for it to start. I wasn't disappointed. He bit down on my tender earlobe, licked and blew into the canal. He nipped and sucked my cheek and chin. His hand started to travel south rubbing my chest then lowered to the inside of my thighs. I hated the way he tried to seduce me for my body always acted too much to the fondling.

He sat up and pulled me up with him… time for stage two. The blue beast crossed his thick arms over my chest forcing me to sit in his lap. He made sure that I could feel the heat coming from the center of his pants. The soft gasp from my lips when I felt his bulge on my rear let him know I was ready.

He rubbed against me slowly, his clothed bulge rubbed against my rear, pushing in slightly. I shook; ears turning red and whimpers leaking out. I was pulled in closer so the bulge prodded in further and faster. I hate it when he teases me like this since my body always reacts to it. It makes me feel like some sort of whore the way my body likes Saix's touches. Maybe it's just the fact that I miss Axel.

"Hahn…" I lowered my head when my hips decided to play along. Please end this now…

"Heh. You're body seems to be growing a liking to my body." Saix said growled deeply. "I know I don't go past this, but maybe…" One of his hands slid down my left hip and rubbed at my crotch.

My eyes widened at the spark I felt ignite my body. Hell no was I going to let him make me hard. I started to squirm frantically but he wouldn't stop for that, so I took to screaming. It worked, but it also didn't since my screams to get free turned into screams of agony from the shock I was receiving.

Damn it… I wasn't supposed to get shocked. I went limp, using Saix as a support while panting heavily. It hurt. A lot. Saix sighed.

"You ruin the fun, Nine." My limp body was returned to the bed. Saix softly kissed my nose. "But I am glad that you are starting to like my teasing. Maybe you'll give me your body faster." He grinned. My eyes narrowed but I was unable to turn away from him. Every slight movement sent a sharp, tingling sensation of the electricity I absorbed popping. Saix took that advantage to line his slithering tongue up my neck before leaving for the day.

He's right. Horribly right. My body is turning against me and accepting the teasing Saix performs. My treacherous shell becomes aroused far easier each time and quickly joins in on those horrid grinding games of my Lucifer. If this plan doesn't work, I'll just quit and give him my body… or just die. I can't bare the pain anymore.

But because of that earlier shock, I was forced to wait an hour before I was able to regain any movement and even then it wasn't much. To myself, I weighed more than Lexaeus' tomahawk, but I probably weighed no more than half my original body weight. That was thanks to my refusal of eating anything Saix tried to offer me. I refused the food but graciously accepted the water I was offered, for a good reason.

With great effort and several lingering electrical pops, I rolled until I was facing the wall to the right. I had a clear space on this side of my hell hole. It was now or never that decided my freedom.

I held my eyes shut tight, concentrating, delving deep into my core for the source of power that makes me, me. It has weakened, become distant, frightened. But I needed it. I coaxed it out with gentle words, pleading that I needed it to survive just as it needed me to grow. It wasn't going to fully come out of the protected cave in my being, but it did agree to help me out just a bit.

When I opened my eyes, one of my water clones was there to greet me. I grimaced. It was the most horrible water clone I have ever made. It looked nothing like me; it was just a big water blob. Just my luck. If I hadn't gotten shocked earlier, the blob would have resembled me better. I sighed. No time for being picky, it would have to do under these circumstances.

"You." I spoke in a firm tone. It turned to face me, I think… I really couldn't tell. "I want you to go find Axel." I ordered. "and bring him here. Do you understand?" The blob nodded and started to come apart. It had a slim chance of holding up for as long as I needed it to. I should have drunk more water when I had the chance. But what's here is here. "Don't move so much." The blob ceased movements on my order. "But I need you to hurry, please." I finished. I really needed it to last long enough to get to Axel. "Now go!" On my command, it turned to the door and dribbled across the tile floor slipping underneath the door crack with a slosh. A trail of droplets and puddles marked its trail as it was already starting to falter. Please, Axel, be near…


Axel's P.O.V

"Axel enough of this!" Marly barked. "Being dead to the world and another Zexion is not going to bring you any closer to Demyx!"

"Well if my name is now slang for a negative state, I will take my services elsewhere." Zexion said. He slapped his Lexicon shut and rose from his seat to leave the Grey Room.

"No please don't leave, I need you!" I begged, reaching a desperate hand out to him. I feel so pathetic. Me, the Nobody who defines cool and tough has now been reduced to a lump of desperation and sorrow. I've lost the will to take care of my health ages ago and my appearance was slowly taking on the characteristic of a homeless person. My cloak hasn't been cleaned in weeks, dark, sleepless circles hid the purple triangle marks under my eyes and my hair was the closing curtain to my face. I didn't dare try to comb or touch it… it only brought distant memories of those mornings where Demyx did it. I love that feeling so much… I really need to feel it again… "Please, don't leave…" I begged again.

Zexion sighed and resumed his seat. "Apologize, Eleven."

"What?" Marluxia questioned.

"Apologize for being rude to your upper rank." Zexion cleared.

"I don't have to-"

"Please, Marly, just do it. Please." I pleaded, hugging Demyx's wilted pillow tighter. God damn it I feel like an idiot. I bet you anything Marly would have loved to laugh at me, but he knew I was broken enough.

He sighed. "Fine. I'm sorry. Happy?"

"Not very convincing." Zexion said. "Why don't you bow to me a couple of times?" he smirked.

"Hell no." Marluxia stated.

"Too bad." Zexion almost sounded disappointed. "It would have been fun." He flipped open his Lexicon to the back pages. "I'm close to narrowing down the scent that belongs to who took Nine. I'm stuck with three scents that are extremely similar to separate."

"How much time do you think it will take you?" I asked him, hyping up with hope. He looked grim for a split second before regaining his emotionless composure.

"About two months in the least. Maybe three." He spoke in a low tone.

"Three months!?" I exclaimed. "Three months!? Demyx could be dead by then! It's already been a whole month and who knows what state he's in now! Three months!? I don't think he can last another week! Do something else! Work harder!"

"What do you think I have been doing, Eight!?" Zexion retorted. "I have been camping out in that ally for a week straight with little sleep and supplement picking out the scents I have now! I'm not a super machine Four created and you are lucky that I am even helping an arrogant flamer like you!"

"Help!? You call this help!? This is getting us nowhere!" My blood was starting to boil at this outrageousness.

"Both of you stop it!" Marly came between us. "You two are both overworked and overstressed that you're starting to act like a bickering couple! Just sit down, shut up and talk like civilized Nobodies!" His face was red and he was lashing out heavy pants. Zexion and I stared in silence at the infuriated florist. "Well?"

"Fine." Zexion said.

"Whatever." I hugged my pillow.

"Thank you." Marly sat back down with a sigh. "So three months huh? It's the best we have to go on right now so we'll just have to go with it."

I hid my face in the pillow, trying to hold back tears that scorched my eyes. I can hardly take another minute without him and now I have to face 3,880,000 agonizing minutes? I can't dig up any more strength for that.

"Axel." Marly poked my arm. "Axel."

"Marly I am not in the mood to hear anything else." I blandly said.

"But Axel-"

"No, Marly!"

"Fine, guess you don't want to save Demyx anymore."

"What?" I snapped up my head and gasped. It was the saddest excuse for water manipulation I have ever seen, but I could not deny the probability of whom this water blob belongs to.

"What in the world is that?" Zexion questioned the dancing water blob in front of us. It was waving frantically to the door, splashes of it hitting the floor as it started to shrink.

"It looks like a deformed-"

"Demyx." I quickly said. I scrambled from my seat and slid on my knees to the blob. I could never mistake this structure. It was only thanks to my obsession for everything Demyx that I was able to see the small, deformed mullet on top of this blob's head. Demyx was near. Super near. This blob was definitely not in his firm structure of his clone requirements, but considering what state he was possibly in, I'm surprised he was even able to do this.

"Demyx?" Marly questioned. "Okay, Axel, I think you need some sleep. That cannot possibly belong to Demyx. That would mean he would be somewhere in this castle under our very noses."

The blob nodded frantically, more of it coming apart. Again, it pointed frantically at the door.

"He's here." I said. "Demyx is somewhere in this castle and he sent a clone to come find us."

"Axel that's just-"

"Marly give it a chance!" I cried out. This just has to belong to Demyx. No one else can control water like him. I turned back to the blob. "Take me to him." The blob nodded, and slinked out the room, I following close behind like a dog chasing a cat.

"Axel!" Marly was left in a confused daze but quickly caught up with me. "Axel this is crazy. There is no way Demyx is in this castle and has gone unnoticed."

"Give it a chance!" I said. "Since when has any other member in this castle been able to control water like him?" That silenced Marluxia. "Exactly." I looked straight ahead as the blob guided us to my lost lover. There was no way that this didn't belong to Demyx. There was no way.


AN: Hey all my wonderful readers. Sorry it has taken me so long to post up a new chapter. Swamped with senior year antics. Phew. So anyway, I hope this helps keep you guys interested till the next chapter is up. My poor Demyx. *sniff*

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