A/N:
Hello! Wow, two updates in the same day, huh?
Well, this chapter probably won't be nearly as long, but I hope it satisfies you all. ;D
Saïx began to stitch up Yukia's wounds, most of the blood dried and caked to both of their skins. As he pulled the thread on the last wound- a large one to the face- She stirred, if only for a moment. She's recovering. He sighed in slight relief.
He looked at his hands and arms, which were covered in dried blood. "We need to bathe…" he picked her up and walked out of his room again, heading to a bathroom. He could now smell the blood permitting from their skin, and it was nauseating.
As he opened the door to the bathroom, Axel walked by with Roxas- talking in hushed whispers.
"He doesn't have a heart, Roxas." Axel muttered to him, scratching his head wearily.
"But neither do we, and we still 'feel' something when she's around!"
Axel looked at the fuming Roxas and wanted to laugh. "Even so, this is Saïx we're talking about. The big bad do-what-I-say-or-else puppy." He leaned closer to Roxas. "He wouldn't get emotional over a Replica like Yukia."
They stopped when they saw said 'puppy' carrying Yukia into a bathroom, smelling of blood.
Saïx looked at them, then at Yukia. "Don't be so surprised." He glared at them, making the two other Nobodies shiver. "She doesn't deserve to be treated like a tool."
Saïx slammed the door to the restroom loudly, causing Yukia to flinch and shift in his arms.
He placed her down next to the bath, and turned on the water, trying to get it as hot as possible. This is how I learned to heal my wounds, but will she be able to handle the heat?
He gently unwrapped her from the sticky, ruined clothes, and placed her in the hot water, watching as her body shuddered violently and her eyes shot open.
"A-ah…" she nearly moaned as the realization set in that her wounds were sewn up. "T-this is very… hot."
"This is the best way to rid your body of the blood."
Yukia wasn't too surprised at this, but was to see that Saïx was stripping what little bit of clothes he had left. Blushing furiously, she turned her body away, but the pain that shot through her was so intense, she moaned again.
Loudly.
Saïx stepped back a bit at her struggling in the water, and then got in swiftly, not even making the water splash. He reached for a body sponge that was placed nearby, and began to scrub the dried, crack blood off his skin. Yukia only eyed him warily, only then noticing her own bloody arms and hands.
The silence was awkward to her, and she felt like she should be running from this man, this Nobody who almost killed her.
"Why?" she questioned. "Why would you defy your leader to keep me alive? I heard your conversation with him earlier…"
Saïx didn't immediately respond, but stopped scrubbing his arms for a moment. "You… have a special quality." He reached for her arms, glancing at the purple-green bruises that were there. "I don't know what it is, but it's sort of like…" he scrubbed her arms gently with the sponge "…like you can make us feel,"
Yukia allowed the touch, which was so much gentler than when he had attacked her. She felt soothed, like this was what being 'normal' felt like. "I can make you… feel?"
[TimeSkip: 3 months]
Feelings, she thought. Something a Nobody doesn't have. Why would I of all people make them FEEL? Yukia let herself fall asleep to the gentle sound of the wind outside, her eyes sliding closed.
As she dreamt of her Creator again, the same dream that's been playing in her head for the past 3 months.
There was emptiness here, not a single soul beside her own- just a white realm of nothing. A melancholy feeling overtook her, and she felt… strange. Nothing was here, but nothing was there, either. Her heart had been taken out, and now she just had a hole where it should have been. Choppy black locks got into her face, and she brushed them away lightly, but they kept coming back.
Only after a few seconds afterwards did she realize it wasn't her hair, but the Darkness coming to take her away.
Yukia awoke in a cold sweat, and realized it was morning, the light illuminated Vexen's room slightly.
Axel was to set out to Castle Oblivion today, along with Demyx. But something didn't quite feel right…
"Demyx," Axel nudged the Nocturne with his foot, making the Sitar wielder stop playing his instrument.
"What is it, Axel?"
"Nothing, Dem. Keep on playin'."
"Sure." He began to play again, with his nameless tunes, humming along to the rhythm.
Yukia walked out, and brightened up when she saw them. Demyx smiled a wide smile, and got up from his seat on the couch next to Axel. "Yukia-chan! How are you today?"
She smiled softly in return, waving at Axel after Demyx latched himself onto her. "Fine. What are you guys doing today?"
Axel poked Demyx in the ribs, making the Nocturne flinch and squirm. "We're going to Castle Oblivion."
Yukia's smile dropped and the scar on her face looked kind of and off-pinkish-grey colour. "Oh, that's…" she closed her eyes. "That's where Vexen went off to, right?"
"Yes."
"C-could I ask a favor?" Yukia looked deeply into the Pyro's emerald eyes, waiting for him to nod. When he did, she continued. "Could I… go with you guys?"
Axel nearly choked on air, while Demyx go excited.
"Of course she can't go," Saïx said to the three of them, making Demyx make a sad face and tear up. Axel only shook his head, and Yukia cast her eyes downwards.
"Why not?"
They all turned to see Xemnas walk into the Grey Room, arms crossed over his chest. Saïx stiffened immediately, putting on his best poker-face.
"Because, Superior," his voice was laced with something similar to sarcasm. "People who go to Castle Oblivion lose their memories, and everything they ever knew is destroyed."
Obviously, Xemnas saw no problems with this ["Fucking bastard," Luxord would say.], and allowed her to accompany Axel and Demyx on the mission.
A/N:
Ahhh… chapter 14… wait, FOURTEEN?!
Damn, I must be getting inspiration.
You know what I would like to see?
FanArt. That would make my day.
Have a nice Valentine's Day, just in case I can't post a special History!Ficlet for the other story.