Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts -Insert witty rubbish here-
Rating: M
Genre: Angst/Romance
Summary: Xemnas and Saïx are having a personal vendetta against each other, yet it turns out more serious than planned. Lemonish. Xemnas/Saïx. Rape. A bit sadistic. If you don't like, don't read.
History: There are way too few stories with this pairing. And if you can't find what you want, make it. To all you Xemnas/Saïx fans out there! Oh, and if anyone likes it, I might just make it a longer story instead of a oneshot. I'll try to not to make it too OOC, though that might not be easy. I know some people react strong on that. And this fic is written mostly while listening to Yoko Shimomura's "Organization XIII". That's their theme song, isn't that lovely! -Earns weird looks-
"Saïx!"
Number VII quirked his head up at the sound of Vexen's voice.
"What is it now?" he groaned with obvious anger. He had almost fallen asleep against the cold stonewall of the castle in The World That Never Was, which really seemed quite comfortable after so many sleepless nights.
"The Superior says he wants to see you," Vexen said, though backing away slightly at the tone of Saïx voice. If Saïx wasn't so tired he'd probably gone berserk right then and there, but seeing Xemnas had kept him on duty twenty-four hours a day most of the week he was too tired to do anything, but his anger fed him enough to stand up, push Vexen aside and head of to Xemnas' room. He was perhaps lacking the joy of hatred at the moment, but wishing Xemnas dead gave much of the same satisfaction. He knew this week had been his punishment for being so stubborn. He and Xemnas had in fact been quite unfriendly the last month, doing everything they could to put the other at unease, neither willing to give in, and Saïx wouldn't give number I the satisfaction of seeing him buck under from lack of sleep, or hearing him complain. He would face him, whether it meant to collapse the moment he was out of his presence. So he shaked himself mentally, ready to face the malice in those amber eyes with his usual cold expression, and knocked at his Superiors door. He was given orders to enter, and found Xemnas in front of his large window in the opposite direction of the door, regarding the moon. A bed draped in black silk was placed in an alcove to the right.
"Saïx. Late as always," Xemnas stated. Saïx had great problems hiding a scowl.
"What is it this time Xemnas?" He had great difficulty to keep his voice calm, yet not sound drowsy.
"You have been working so hard these last days, I wonder. Are you not tired?" The Superiors voice was dripping with malice, yet it's low, dark tone was surely relaxing for those who felt like falling asleep standing already.
"No… not at all" was the answer.
"All nobodies need sleep, even the stubborn ones." Saïx couldn't help but frown at this, Xemnas was still turned towards the window, and so his expression was unknown.
"So tell me," he continued. "Have you been skipping your duties?"… Damn. He hadn't expected that one and Xemnas understood as much.
"Of course not! I'd never refuse your orders. I abide by your word only." That was in fact quite true, as long as there wasn't any rule saying 'do not lead a personal vendetta against your Superior.'
"Is that so?" He was finally turning to face Saïx. "You're on your fourth night without sleep."
"Sixth" Saïx muttered.
"You really have outdone yourself" Xemnas said, eyes meeting, the tired yellow pierced by those amber pools full of malice, yet concealed beneath a mask of false concern. "Are you sure you don't need a day off?" He could simply just have said 'Do you give in?' as they both knew that was what he meant, but he didn't. Rule#1: Never, ever speak directly of their little fight. Rule#2: Never, ever give in. Of course it was more like principles, but as long as they abode to them there wasn't really going to be a winner. But Saïx actually thought of it for a moment. He could end their little scenario right there and finally get some sleep after seeing Xemnas triumphant expression, then either leave it there or return to bash his head open, or… he could look forward to another week of sleepless nights.
"I am fine," he concluded. He might be tired, but his pride wasn't. He'd never let himself lose to Xemnas.
"If you say so." He suddenly caught Saïx' wrist in a iron grip. "Then I suppose I will have to force you," and so he pulled Saïx towards the alcove, almost with ease, seeing the he was so tired. If it hadn't been for the alarming sensation that rose in him, he would have fallen asleep the moment he hit the soft pillows.
"What are you-?" But he was silenced by Xemnas, putting a finger over Saïx' lips. Oh god how he wanted to just sleep, but the sound of his zipper being pulled down made him struggle against his Superior's firm grip. Had Xemnas lost his mind?
"What are you fighting for? Didn't you just say you'd do whatever I told you to?" an evil chuckle escaped him as he slightly licked Saïx' neck.
Oh god! He was going to get raped!
"Will you let me hear you beg for mercy?" Xemnas murmured as he pulled his cloak of completely, leaving Saïx in a pair of black pants. 'Be a good boy and give in,' he thought.
"Xemnas! This is going way too far!" Shit, he was speaking of it, yet he cursed his pride at that moment. Was there any option?
"Not if you beg."
"Never!" Saïx could just have said straight out; 'Fuck me.' Same result. For the first time ever, the berserker was glad he was a nobody. He felt no regret as Xemnas pulled his pants of him.
Saïx woke up almost two days later, still in Xemnas' room. Still naked, still in pain and covered in blood. Most of it had dried by now, but some was fresh too. He was in serious trouble. His Superior had shown him no mercy after he had refused to give in. It had been painful. Saïx was surprised he'd even managed to fall asleep after that, but right now, the only thoughts in his head was vengeance. Sweet, sweet vengeance to ease this bitter, bitter pain. He tried to stand up, but swayed, and decided to remain seated on the bed for a moment. Blood loss. If he was still bleeding he must have lost most of his blood already, but if he remained here he'd be sure to lose the rest upon Xemnas' return. So he gathered himself, slowly retrieving his clothing, dressed, and hurried down the hall as fast as his sore limbs would let him. He found himself in his own room shortly after, curling up in a corner. The world was spinning. He was starting to black out as he heard footsteps entering the room. He let go of his legs, and readied to summon his weapon. As long as he got to dismember Xemnas' head it didn't really matter if he saw him in such a humiliating position.
"Saïx!"
Of course it had to be Vexen seeing him like this.
"What do you want!" Saïx growled.
"I simply followed the trail of blood" Vexen replied coldly. "Will you tell me what's been going on or do you plan on bleeding to death?"
"You are always telling me you're a scientist, not a doctor" Saïx said in a flat voice. He was having problems enough keeping himself conscious, which was the second battle he lost in three days.
This time, Saïx found himself waking up at the laboratory's surgery table, his thirst for vengeance even stronger (if possible).
"Unusual location for that wound of yours," Vexen's cold voice echoed from somewhere behind him. "Mind telling me what happened this time?" His request was followed by silence.
"I gave you some pills to make you regain your blood faster," he continued. "Other than that, I don't believe there is much that needs to be done."
No way Saïx would involve anyone else. He'd have his revenge and no one would try talking him out of it. He pulled himself to a sitting position, making sure he wouldn't pass out again. When he didn't feel dizzy anymore, he rose to his feet and headed for the door. As he put a hand on the doorknob he came to a halt.
"It was Xemnas." And so he left, leaving Vexen quite puzzled.
Why had it come to this? Saïx wondered as he entered his room. In all the time he had been a part of the Organization, he and Xemnas used to enjoy each other's company up until now. You could almost have called them friends. And now… They had already gone way to far. If it kept going on like this, one would end up dead. He didn't want it go on.
Why had it come to this? Xemnas wondered as he returned to his room finding Saïx gone. He had been the first one not connected with Ansem to join the Organization. He had been the first outsider to earn Xemnas' trust. And now… did Saïx even consider the outcome this could have? Xemnas gave a low chuckle as his hand drifted over the blood-drenched sheets of his bed. Saïx would make him pay for this, no doubt about it, though whatever the Luna Diviner did, he would never win this battle. He was probably planning his next move right now Xemnas thought, and at that moment he felt something had collide with his head. Seeing stars, he was flipped around and forced down on the blood-drenched sheets, facing the ceiling. And as he focused his eyes again, he gazed into a pair of yellow pools, glowing with anger and vengeance.
"Don't tell me you are blacking out all ready?" Saïx smirked. "Why, I haven't even begun yet."
"Aren't we persistent," Xemnas glared back. The next couple of minutes became a struggle, both trying to force the other down on the bed. The berserker turned out to be the strongest, yet his Superior didn't lie still until Saïx pulled out a small knife, lightly pressing it against his throat. Finally positioning himself at the top of Xemnas he gave a triumphant smirk as he pulled down his zipper, carefully dragging the knife down his throat making a thin red line. At that moment, Xemnas knew that this night, he would pay back every single drop of blood he had spilled from the Luna Diviner at their last encounter. But what if that promise of death in those yellow eyes were true? An alarming feeling slid through his body as the man atop of him sliced into him again, this time making a deep cut across his chest getting them both splattered with blood. Xemnas bit back a small groan and started struggling again.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
This time, Saïx carved a big X between his eyes, much like his own, down to the bone, making Xemnas groan of pain and realise there was no escape from this one. Either he took what was in store for him, or he was most likely to have his throat slit.
"For you, my love," was Saïx cold statement. He was surprised when his Superior didn't reply to his mockery. As he slid of the rest of his clothes, he wondered whether Xemnas had given up… but he'd never, Saïx knew as much. Perhaps this round, but he'd seek revenge. As the berserker once again cut into the man below him, he wondered when they'd ever stop. He made small cuts across his Superiors lips, kissing them hard, making them sting like acid, forcing an agonized groan from him. When Saïx saw the stinging felt worse to him than the cutting he immediately started licking the wounds he had already inflicted on him. Oh, how that pitiful moaning healed Saïx' own broken body. He longed to hear more of it. Xemnas suddenly became aware that the hatred and malice in the yellow eyes were turning into amusement. So he liked causing him pain, did he? Then the voice of Saïx pulled him back to reality.
"Now Xemnas. I will give you a choice, like I was given. You can either beg for mercy, or tell me right out you want me to fuck you"
What kind of choice was that? But Xemnas had already decided he'd stick up with anything that was thrown at him.
"I… want you to fuck me"
"What was that?" an evil smirk spread across Saïx face.
"I want you to fuck me!"
"That's a good boy." Xemnas scowled, but soon had to bite back another groan, and made a pained grimace in stead as Saïx entered without preparation or warning, just like he had done. The berserker pounded into him with all power and speed he could manage, making him bleed to the extreme, biting his neck, and cutting him at the same time.
Xemnas couldn't help but think, that if it wasn't for the pain, a small part of him might have enjoyed this, though immediately regretting it as Saïx made his hardest thrust yet, making him scream of pain as the Luna Diviner had his release inside him. And so he withdrew. They lay by each other's side for a second, Saïx panting, Xemnas shaking, then Saïx bent over Xemnas, licked some blood from his forehead and kissed him swiftly.
"So you will think twice the next time you decide for something like this… my love." He gave an evil chuckle and pulled his clothes back on. This time, Xemnas scowled at the mockery, yet he was overcome with the pain. Saïx would regret this.
A moan of agony escaped the Luna Diviner's lips. It was a week since Xemnas had first had his way with him, two nights since last time, still neither of them willing to give up. As if they were just taking it in turn to rape each other, though not as hard as the first times. Oh, yes. It was still painful. But both were getting tired. It had become sort of a routine. Of course you'd get tired by getting raped and then rape someone every second night and have other duties at daytime. If you could call it rape anymore that is. The few of the other members who had realised what their Superior and the berserker was doing each night believed they were a couple. They didn't know there was a war going on between them, that they only wanted to cause each other as much pain as possible. Though both Xemnas and Saïx were starting to grow uncertain of their real motives, but they'd never admit it to each other. Perhaps out of fear of losing the other. They didn't know, and at this rate, they'd never find out.
Another moan escaped his lips. He was pushed against the cold stone floor of his own room, Xemnas' full weight thrusting against him. And Saïx would take revenge, and Xemnas take revenge for Saïx revenge, and so on. Perhaps being stubborn wasn't so bad after all, Saïx thought, as he looked up through the window at the clouded moon.
Phew… I wanted the ending to be longer, but it wasn't really that much to write unless I wrote really much, or corrupted the whole atmosphere. I mainly had two ideas of a Xemnas/Saïx fic, and I decided to go for the more… evil? one at first… to see how people like my work.
As I said, I might decide on making it a longer story (I'm no real fan of sequels, though I let you decide). If so, I might make it a bit nicer… Perhaps about them finally not calling it a war any longer, haha!
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