Chapter 8 it's looking like there will be 10 chapters, and I most likely will have a sequel.

Disclaimer: I don't own any thing except the plot and Zhane.

Warnings: Yaoi, cursing, spoilers.

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Purple + Green = Brown

Wesker's search for a certain file is finally rewarded when he finds it. He yanks the file out of the cabinet and places it on his desk before sitting back down. He opens it up to the page explaining how to make the T-virus, quickly jotting down some notes he stands up again grabbing a syringe he heads down to the storage room that contains Chris.

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I can't believe he just left like that. Just right in the middle of it he stood up and left, I don't know how he's able to stop just like that. It's weird the whole time I'm around him I either want to bash his skull in or kiss him. The virus takes over and nothing but those thoughts course through my brain. But now that I'm thinking clearly I should probably think of a way out of this, shouldn't be too hard. Walking around I see that the room I'm in is pretty big; most likely used for storage with the high ceiling, and school bus length from front to back. No windows though and the door is tightly secured I could probably break it down but not with out getting attention, and that's the last thing I need right now.

With nothing else to do I slump back against the wall and slide to the floor.

'Do you have any ideas?'

'Sorry Charlie, we're stuck for the time being.'

'That sucks.'

I.S. just nods my head in agreement.

A little bit later Wesker comes by and demands that I give him a blood sample.

"I'm hungry."

"That's not what I wanted to know, but thanks for sharing. Now, Christopher please hold out your arm."

"I'm hungry and you want to take blood from me, I don't know but don't they usually have you eat something before you donate blood so you don't pass out."

"What do you want cookie or something? Besides I'm only taking a little bit not a whole pint of blood Chris."

I glare up at him from my spot on the floor, I can't remember if he was this condescending in S.T.A.R.S or not.

"Look, I haven't eaten any thing decent since I got here. I'm tired, hungry and quite pissed; I think I'm going to need something a little more then a freaking cookie."

The room is heavy with silence as we stare each other down, a few more seconds and I break eye contact by turning my head.

"If I get you something to eat will you corporate? You're lucky I'm being nice and even considering this."

"It has nothing to due with luck." I give a humorless laugh. "If I was lucky I wouldn't be here right now, no it's because I'm dying and you and need a fresh blood sample so for the time being you're playing nice."

"Now that that's out of the way, do you agree?"

I swing my head lazily towards him, tongue pushing out the lower corner of my bottom lip and I nod.

"Wait, where's Sheva?"

"She's on the ship as well."

He exits the room and once more I'm left to my own devices keeping myself entertained.

A half an hour later he returns with a cheese sandwich and a Coke. He hands it over and then continues to stand there while I eat.

"Thanks." I hoped it would get him to leave but he just shifts a little and crosses his arms.

"Do you really have to watch me eat? I can assure you I won't try to kill myself if that's what you're worried about."

"I'm not worried."

He shakes his head, but turns slightly so his back is against the wall and he's facing the other way. I decide that it's as good as its most likely going to get and start to eat. I finish the sandwich with in seconds and I drown the pop in almost one go. My stomach keeps growling begging for more food but this should tie me over for the time being. I almost forgot that Wesker was in here when he clears his throat. I glance up at him and his hand is extended, oh right the blood sample. I hate needles now and for a good reason. He grabs my arm and turns it slightly over, looking for a vein.

And suddenly I'm grabbing him and pulling him down towards me, he lets out a startled gasp before I claim his lips with mine.

'Shit, I did not mean to do that.'

'Yeah right, you nearly jumped him when he brought the food in.'

'I can't help it my body reacts on its own.'

At this point I can feel his hands on both my shoulders and he's shoving me away. I let go immediately and keep my head down. I offer my arm again while sitting on my other hand so it doesn't decide to grab him again. After a few seconds of hesitation he resumes his work and is finally able to get his blood sample and leave.

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Wesker takes the blood sample straight to his lab; he isn't going to think about what just happened at all no he won't. He get's to work fast getting the blood under a microscope he takes a drop of Chris' blood and a drop of the unaltered T-virus and puts them together. The result is almost instantaneous; the original T-virus completely takes over the old one. He'll have to run more tests but he's positive that giving Chris a larger dose of the T-virus should neutralize the effects of the old one and stop him from dying.

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Sheva hasn't made much progress in terms of getting out of the room, but she was able to get some interesting information from the note books. Information concerning what's happening to Chris, She can't believe what she's read about. How could they do that to him, how could another human think that that would be okay? In Kijuju she isn't too happy to find out that the water has been messed with; not to mention the sudden increase of missing children and adults. How come the government doesn't act sooner?

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'How come I can't control it?'

'What do you mean when you grabbed him?'

'Yeah. I'm able to hold back when I get mad but I don't even get a head's up about this feeling it just happens.'

'Sexually deprived?'

'Great, I haven't had sex in awhile and because of that I jump Wesker.'

'It's not so bad, I mean the guy is nice looking and it's not like he doesn't like you back you know he does.'

I nod my head letting my eyelids drift close I slide down so I'm completely on the floor and drift to sleep.

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"Wesker how long do you plan on keeping them on board?"

She doesn't get a verbal response just a quirked eyebrow and a slight tilt of the head.

"Why? Does it bother you to have them so close?"

"No I just wanted to know what you planned to do with them after you were done with your… experimenting."

Again he doesn't verbalize a response immediately since he's been working on the T-virus for Chris.

"I'm not sure yet, but the longer they stay here the less damage they can do out there involving Tricell."

"Yes that is true, but are you sure that's your real reason for keeping them?"

"Are you questioning my actions, you know I don't care for those who doubt me."

"No, no, I didn't mean any harm I was just- never mind I forgot." She gives him a smile he just nods his head and gets back to working on the virus.

Excella leaves the room and heads to her personal quarters, taking out a cell phone as she goes.

He's found out about Chris.

She sends the text and waits a minute or two for a ding to let her know she has a text.

How much does he know?

He knows a great deal more then I'd like. I'm not sure if he knows about us yet or you. Be careful.

After she hits send she shuts her phone off and enters her room. She slips out of her dress and into a night gown before slipping into bed and falling asleep.

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Wesker isn't getting any closer to a solution, he thought he had one with the original virus taking over the altered T-virus and fixing it but his work has come to a standstill. Apparently the T-virus is only able to take over for so long before the altered version comes back. He keeps looking though, going through other files and he considers briefly just letting Redfield die and be done with it. But something won't let him, he'll say it's his need to be perfect and get everything right. He's never been given a puzzle he couldn't solve, like this one all he needs to do is switch some pieces around and then they'll stick.

He goes back over the files and something catches his eye, a description of side effects belonging to the G-virus: The host exhibits animalistic behavior, loss of moral reasoning and memory, becoming driven by self-preservation and the urge to reproduce.

(A/N: I found this on wiki. The only problem is that the G-virus is purple, but he T-virus is green so I got that lol)

"If he mixed those two together it would explain why his body is killing itself. The G-virus reverses the T-virus, so instead of reviving dead tissue it kills it."

"All I have to do then is neutralize the agent in the G-virus that's causing the T-virus to work backwards."

It seems like a lot of work, but now that Wesker knows what the problem is he is actually closer to solving this. He just has to get a sample of the G-virus and fix that one problem and mix it with the T-virus again. Hopefully the results will show that that was the problem.

He quickly stands up and exits it's the room, he walks down the long hallway and down a few flights of stairs. He keeps walking until he comes to a huge freezer unlocking the door he opens it and steps inside. He scans the shelves and boxes looking for the right serial code, finding it he opens the box and pulls out a closed test tube containing the G-virus and he quickly heads back upstairs.

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A couple hours later.

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I wake up still in the same room; at least I'm not strapped to a bed. I get up and stretch. There's not much else to do, and I debate in calling for Wesker and asking him to at least get me something to read, but I don't. In fact I already have a visitor; Excella unlocks the door and steps in with a plate of food. "He wants more blood." With that she sets it down in front of my and hands me a water bottle before turning around and leaving. The food smells great, its eggs and toast with some hash browns. It doesn't smell like it's been laced with anything so I take a tentative bite.

'Damn, these are great!'

My need for food out weighs my apprehension of getting poisoned and soon the plate is completely clean not even a single crumb is left.

"I think you got it all Chris."

I jump, and looking up I see Wesker standing in the open door way two syringes this time are secured in his hand. I glare up at him and growl, "What do you want?"

He raises an eyebrow and his hand holding the syringes which he slightly waves.

"Why do you need more? What are you doing with it anyway? You better not be making some freaky Chris replica or whatever."

"Right, because I really want more then one of you running around trying to destroy my work."

I shrug and make a grunting noise before standing up and walking farther away. I'm not exactly in the mood for a fight and I can tell that's where this is going. He sighs and tightens his hold on the shots in his hand; I'm surprised he hasn't accidentally broken them.

"Chris just behave alright, I'm trying to help you."

"Why, what's in it for you?"

"Your obedience, you see I save your life and then you stop trying to rid the world of me. You know we could be on the same team again."

My body tenses my fists clench and I'm fighting really hard not to go over there and kill him.

"You're going to trade my life for my obedience to you? Can't we just fight?"

"I don't have the cure right now, and as you've previously stated time is wasting. But I'll think about it, in the mean time give me your blood."

That's probably the best I can hope for at this time, so I hold out my arm and he takes what he needs before rushing back to his office. It gives me time to think over his offer. My life isn't worth destroying the world for, but if we fight and I lose I don't have a choice. And I have no idea when the pain will flare up, regardless I have to win. I can't lose it's not an option.

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An hour later and Wesker is sure he's got the cure, to be sure though he takes a sample of his blood as well. He takes a drop of Chris' blood and the virus mixing them together and it works, it's not killing the tissue but reviving it. The result looks similar to his blood and he hopes it works. "All I have to do know is get Redfield to accept my offer."

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I'm waiting anxiously for him to come back, I hope he finds a cure and as long as my only option is to take it and obey then I'll go for it.

'You know, being perfect doesn't sound that bad.'

'NO. I'm not going to become a monster like him, I don't want people to live in fear it isn't right.'

'The world is a messed up place my friend. Even if Wesker isn't a threat some one new will pop up and start terrorizing everyone. At least you know him and understand him slightly.'

I'm about to tell I.S. off when the door slams open and in walks Wesker.

"Are you going to take it and obey? Or do you still want to fight for it?"

"Fight."

"I figured." He closes the door behind him and walks farther in.

"The first person to tire out loses?"

"Sure." I'm sure he's thinking it's going to be me, but I'm a lot tougher then he thinks.

He throws the first punch I wasn't ready at all and I fly back into the wall, nose starts gushing blood.

"What the hell!"

"Come on Chris get up you wanted to fight, I have other business to attend to."

I get up and pull myself together, I charge he steps aside and throws out his arm knocking me unto my back. Oh shit he's going to win. I get up off the floor and stare at him for a few minutes, he takes a menacing step forward and I take one back bumping into the wall, he smirks. He steps closer till were only inches apart from each other, he places an arm on both sides of my head blocking my escape route.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm using the fact that you can't resist me to my advantage." He leans impossibly closer are lips are barley touching, sharing the same breath. That urge it's struggling in the pit of my stomach, I'm doing all I can to fight it but I just can't. My arms shoot up to his face and I crush him against my mouth. Teeth hitting teeth, and I shove my tongue into his mouth. After a few minutes he pulls away smirking I try to grab his face again but he ducks out of my reach and steps back. A growl sounds in the back of my throat.

"This isn't fair and you know it, I can't help this feeling" I clench my fists and turn to face the wall I start walking to the other end of the room but it only helps a little. I turn back around and he's still got the smug smirk on his face and his arms are crossed over his chest and he's looking right at me. His glasses, he isn't wearing them. My body freezes as I see his glowing orange eyes, something about them makes me take a step forward and quickly I turn around again.

"Oh come on Chris, don't be shy." He whispers in my ear and his hot breath is sliding down my throat I spin around to hit him-kiss him is more like it-but he's still in the same spot. I growl again and take a step forward hoping to portray that I want to fight, and stop what ever this is. He quirks his brow but nothing more.

"I thought we were going to fight."

"You keep running away."

"I'm not running away, you're not being fair." I step closer to him ready to shove him harder against the wall but he grabs my arms and I'm quickly pinned against the wall by his body. Gasping at the intense pain, and not for the fact that we are really close.

"Who ever said I was fair?" I just stare into his eyes and I can't fight it nor do I want to. I just want him to stop talking and do something else with his mouth. So I lean forward and lick from his chin up the side of his face. Now who's playing fair? He's stunned into silence for the moment before a smile spreads across his face and suddenly I don't think it was such good idea. He leans in and captures my mouth and shoves his tongue in my mouth I try to fight for dominance but he wins of course. His hands have released their grip on mine and are now traveling down my abdomen and back up again. We slowly start sliding to the floor and he's taking my shirt off as we go. Once we're on the ground he pulls back slightly and stares at me.

"What?"

"Nothing." And he's back to attacking my mouth and his hands keep traveling lower until they reach my belt buckle and I arch unexpectedly into him. I wait for him to make his smart ass comment about being impatient but he never does, instead he opts to work on getting himself undressed as well. Once his shirt is off I yank him back down into a fierce kiss, I feel like an animal as I quickly turn us around so I'm on top and I grind our hips together and he gasps with his head thrown back and he's arching up into me as well. I can barely contain myself I lean down to capture his mouth once again and grind against him but he's not having any of that. He sits up and pushes me down while he gets back on top.

"Chris, you're a bottom." he says with his hand cupping the side of my face.

With that he plunges his tongue in to my mouth and I can feel my pants being yanked off as he gets impatient.

"Hey those were my good pair."

He smirks and starts sucking on my neck which stops any other comments I might have. He's still got his pants on and I'm fully nude. I arch my back up and rub our erections against one another and his grip in my hair tightens as he sucks in a breath of air.

"How… come… you... still… have… pants… on?" I ask between kisses along his jaw and he just lets out a deep laugh. He pulls him self up and he pulls down the zipper and slides his pants off before he gets back on top of me. He grabs my legs and pulls closer to him. I hiss in pain as my bare flesh is rubbed against the floor.

"Sorry." I nod my head and he warps my legs around his waist and I tighten the hold and pull him closer in and kiss him. He braces his hands right above my shoulders on the floor. His tongue explores my mouth and my fingers find their way into his blond locks. The need for air getting stronger by the minute but I just don't care my body needs it, craves it and I can't stop. He pulls away though and I gasp for breath, and arch into him once again gasping.

He shifts so he's lined up with my entrance. "This is going to hurt, just try and relax." I nod my head but I don't care about the pain. "Just do it already." And that's all he needs as he plunges in to the hilt I cry out in pain but he muffles the scream with his mouth reaching between us to stroke my erection. The double feeling almost sends me over so I tell him to start moving and he does so. At first it's painful and then he hits something inside me that makes me shout out and see stars.

"Wess…" I groan his name which encourages him more and he's speeding up, but still stroking my erection in time with his trusts.

"So… close" I moan and the reach my climax and in a matter if seconds he does to filling his seed inside of me. I was right my body did need that release and now I can relax around him more and the feeling to just lay here is really strong. After a few minutes of catching our breaths he pulls out and stands up.

"Can you get up?"

With a raised eyebrow I reply "No" and he just nods.

"So you're too tired?"

And suddenly it all makes sense. SHIT, he's just won. That freaking asshole, I glare up at him as he gets dressed.

"So that means I win, you'll take the virus and stop your idiotic attempt to foil my plans."

I watch him get dressed from the floor and once he's done he pulls out a capped syringe and grabs my arm. I attempt to pull away but he just yanks me causing my body to rack with pain at the sudden movement, and then he sticks the needle in my arm releasing the dark purple liquid inside of me. I brace myself for pain but there isn't any and I'm thankful for that.

"What is it?"

"It's an altered version of the original virus injected within you, except this one won't kill you."

After that he leaves and I feel like shit.

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And Chris' eyes I'll just have them change to a violet color-because if I had mixed green and purple you get brown and he already has brown eyes.

Whoop! End of chapter 8, I hope you guys liked it and look at that my first sex scene ever; I hope It wasn't too bad. And just when you were starting to think Wesker got soft, he pulls a stunt like this. Well he did warn Chris in the beginning. Alright well you know the drill Review please.