Marluxia had been keeping the heart that he’d rescued from Kingdom Hearts safe. He’d grown it into a small plant, watered it every day, and was keeping it for its true owner.
“Saïx,” he whispered into the night. He’d bought a seaside castle in London and stayed there most nights instead of in the Organization’s castles. He figured Saïx would be busy with paperwork and such. But he wanted to share this with him—no. He wanted to give Saïx his heart back. But the danger was, Xemnas couldn’t find out about it. Marluxia had always planned to betray their boss, and he knew of Saïx’s plans to do the same, but these things had to be done carefully.
Still, Marluxia whispered his lover’s name into the night, idly wondering if the berserker could hear him calling out from England to The World That Never Was.
Saïx, sitting in a cold room, sighed in desperation for something entertaining. The piles of work stared into his soul; he decided to procrastinate. He didn’t feel like reviewing all these papers, and actually considered finishing all the work the next day, but he figured he’d be stuck with twice the work. He sighed once more and got up to close the window, which had been making the room cold. Saïx stared into the cold night sky as a breeze flowed into the room, and shifted the man’s long blue hair. Thoughts of Marluxia came into his heads constantly, especially when he’s alone in his thinking time. He hasn’t seen the man for a while, and he wondered where he had been. He knew not to think too much of it, because he knew that Marluxia was okay, probably just trying to distance himself from the castle.
Marluxia shook back his hair and sighed. It was a foolish thought. Of course someone literally worlds away wouldn’t be able to hear him.
As he was shaking his head at himself, he heard the grandfather clock toll. It was late, he realized. Late enough that Saïx would probably be heading to bed. Surely going to watch him sleep just this once wouldn’t do any harm, he thought as he opened a dark portal to the Castle That Never Was, right next to Saïx’s bed. He was surprised to find the bed empty. Maybe Saïx hadn’t gone to bed yet, or maybe he was sleeping in another room. Not someone else’s room, Marluxia hoped jealously. After a moment’s hesitation—was it safe to bring out such a thing?—he reached through a portal and gently pulled out the night-blooming blue rose he’d been raising from Saïx’s heart. He set the flower on Saïx’s bedside table and sat down on the bed to wait.
Saïx tossed the folders of finished work aside, got up and stretched. “Finally,” he said quietly to himself as he looked at the clock, then left the cold office. He yawned repeatedly on the way to his room. He opened the door slowly and entered. “Huh?” He looked up at the man that he’d been waiting to see. “Marluxia…” Saïx said softly as he closed the door behind him and walked up to him. He smiled faintly and gave Marluxia a deep kiss. “Where have you been?” he asked, not as cold as he was in the office.
Marluxia stirred at the sound of his name. Saïx was back! He stood, pressing himself against the other and enjoying the sweet, deep kiss he received. He kissed back; he’d missed the taste of Saïx.
“I bought a new home, one without Xemnas in it,” he explained. “It’s in another world, but Larxene’s keeping a canary that can lead you there, or we could go together next time we both have some time off. And look, I got you something-- ” He indicated the plant, but then grew solemn. “You can’t tell anyone about it. Especially not Xemans.”
Saïx listened closely to what the other was saying, while staring with astonishment into what he had brought him. “That’s actually a good idea.” Saïx had never thought about staying someplace else—which would be nice to get away from everyone he cannot put up with in the castle. The plant was so beautiful to Saïx; he couldn’t stop staring at it. Then the fact that he was extremely tired hit him again. “I won’t tell anyone.” Saïx gave Marluxia a warm smile and softly grabbed his hand.
Marluxia squeezed Saïx’s hand. “You’re certainly welcome to visit Castle Ennui anytime you like,” he murmured. “And… the root system of the flower is your—I mean, Isa’s heart. I rescued it from Kingdom Hearts for you. I just think Xemnas isn’t interested in getting our hearts back, so he might kill you if he finds out. And, Saïx, when I touched it…” He reached into the flowerpot and gently touched one of the roots, suddenly sprouting fluffy white angel wings. “You bring out the best in me. I hope you know that.”
Saïx always knew that Xemnas wasn’t a true leader, but he never really thought about it. “Isa…” He hadn’t heard that name in quite a while. Saïx felt so… special to have someone do something so significant for him. “Was it complicated? Getting the heart back?” Saïx smiled in the happiness that he couldn’t feel, leaned over to Marluxia, and kissed him once more. He stopped himself for a second—“I can’t believe you got it back!”—then continued kissing the man.
“It wasn’t particularly difficult, no… I’m not sure exactly how I got to Kingdom Hearts, but, er… once I got there, it just called out to me. Is that odd?”
He beamed at the tender kisses, nestling into Saïx and kissing him back. He had dearly missed the man’s touch. “I can extract the heart from the root system and try to reintegrate it into your body, if you’d like,” he offered. ‘We can move away from the Organization, to a world Xemnas will never find. We can make new friends and… well, I have more than enough munny from the businesses I run, but if you’d like to work, we can work together.” His blue eyes shone with hope and excitement.
“Yes… all of that sounds wonderful. Saïx was so grateful for Marluxia; he had never had anyone like him before. He was actually looking forward to living with Marluxia, and not having to deal with everyone else he can hardly put up with. Saïx’s smile did not fade away. He had missed the man’s warm touch against his cold skin. He looked at the clock across the room and then realized how worn-out his mind was.
“I’m pleased to hear that,” Marluxia purred, kissing Saïx’s neck. “It’s rather late, so perhaps we should get some sleep. I’ll take you out for breakfast tea tomorrow. We should be back before Xemnas can make a fuss about it.” He wrinkled his nose at Xemnas’s name, making his distaste for their boss obvious. “I plan to steal you away as much as I can,” he purred. “You can bring along your paperwork, too, and I’ll help with it as I did before our vacation.”
“Yes, if I stay up any longer, I’m positive my brain cells will stop functioning.” He was glad that his room was warm. Saïx hated being cold, especially because the world he spent most of his time in was always freezing. “You’re planning on sleeping here, correct?” he asked, hoping he would after not seeing his dear lover for days.
“Of course I’m sleeping here,” said Marluxia, smiling. “I missed you far too much to pass up an opportunity in your arms.” His smile became a smirk as he slipped off what he was wearing and slid under the covers, sassily patting the empty space next to him as an invitation for Saïx to join him.
Marluxia sleeping here with him enlightened his tired and worn-out mood. ((-clothes)) Saïx slid under the covers with the warm man. He smiled with relief knowing that he actually made it through all his work without passing out. He moved closer to Marluxia, smiled, and kissed his nose softly.
Marluxia smiled and wrapped an arm around Saïx, pulling the sexy berserker closer to him until their bodies pressed flush against each other. “Hello,” he purred.
“Saïx,” he whispered into the night. He’d bought a seaside castle in London and stayed there most nights instead of in the Organization’s castles. He figured Saïx would be busy with paperwork and such. But he wanted to share this with him—no. He wanted to give Saïx his heart back. But the danger was, Xemnas couldn’t find out about it. Marluxia had always planned to betray their boss, and he knew of Saïx’s plans to do the same, but these things had to be done carefully.
Still, Marluxia whispered his lover’s name into the night, idly wondering if the berserker could hear him calling out from England to The World That Never Was.
Saïx, sitting in a cold room, sighed in desperation for something entertaining. The piles of work stared into his soul; he decided to procrastinate. He didn’t feel like reviewing all these papers, and actually considered finishing all the work the next day, but he figured he’d be stuck with twice the work. He sighed once more and got up to close the window, which had been making the room cold. Saïx stared into the cold night sky as a breeze flowed into the room, and shifted the man’s long blue hair. Thoughts of Marluxia came into his heads constantly, especially when he’s alone in his thinking time. He hasn’t seen the man for a while, and he wondered where he had been. He knew not to think too much of it, because he knew that Marluxia was okay, probably just trying to distance himself from the castle.
Marluxia shook back his hair and sighed. It was a foolish thought. Of course someone literally worlds away wouldn’t be able to hear him.
As he was shaking his head at himself, he heard the grandfather clock toll. It was late, he realized. Late enough that Saïx would probably be heading to bed. Surely going to watch him sleep just this once wouldn’t do any harm, he thought as he opened a dark portal to the Castle That Never Was, right next to Saïx’s bed. He was surprised to find the bed empty. Maybe Saïx hadn’t gone to bed yet, or maybe he was sleeping in another room. Not someone else’s room, Marluxia hoped jealously. After a moment’s hesitation—was it safe to bring out such a thing?—he reached through a portal and gently pulled out the night-blooming blue rose he’d been raising from Saïx’s heart. He set the flower on Saïx’s bedside table and sat down on the bed to wait.
Saïx tossed the folders of finished work aside, got up and stretched. “Finally,” he said quietly to himself as he looked at the clock, then left the cold office. He yawned repeatedly on the way to his room. He opened the door slowly and entered. “Huh?” He looked up at the man that he’d been waiting to see. “Marluxia…” Saïx said softly as he closed the door behind him and walked up to him. He smiled faintly and gave Marluxia a deep kiss. “Where have you been?” he asked, not as cold as he was in the office.
Marluxia stirred at the sound of his name. Saïx was back! He stood, pressing himself against the other and enjoying the sweet, deep kiss he received. He kissed back; he’d missed the taste of Saïx.
“I bought a new home, one without Xemnas in it,” he explained. “It’s in another world, but Larxene’s keeping a canary that can lead you there, or we could go together next time we both have some time off. And look, I got you something-- ” He indicated the plant, but then grew solemn. “You can’t tell anyone about it. Especially not Xemans.”
Saïx listened closely to what the other was saying, while staring with astonishment into what he had brought him. “That’s actually a good idea.” Saïx had never thought about staying someplace else—which would be nice to get away from everyone he cannot put up with in the castle. The plant was so beautiful to Saïx; he couldn’t stop staring at it. Then the fact that he was extremely tired hit him again. “I won’t tell anyone.” Saïx gave Marluxia a warm smile and softly grabbed his hand.
Marluxia squeezed Saïx’s hand. “You’re certainly welcome to visit Castle Ennui anytime you like,” he murmured. “And… the root system of the flower is your—I mean, Isa’s heart. I rescued it from Kingdom Hearts for you. I just think Xemnas isn’t interested in getting our hearts back, so he might kill you if he finds out. And, Saïx, when I touched it…” He reached into the flowerpot and gently touched one of the roots, suddenly sprouting fluffy white angel wings. “You bring out the best in me. I hope you know that.”
Saïx always knew that Xemnas wasn’t a true leader, but he never really thought about it. “Isa…” He hadn’t heard that name in quite a while. Saïx felt so… special to have someone do something so significant for him. “Was it complicated? Getting the heart back?” Saïx smiled in the happiness that he couldn’t feel, leaned over to Marluxia, and kissed him once more. He stopped himself for a second—“I can’t believe you got it back!”—then continued kissing the man.
“It wasn’t particularly difficult, no… I’m not sure exactly how I got to Kingdom Hearts, but, er… once I got there, it just called out to me. Is that odd?”
He beamed at the tender kisses, nestling into Saïx and kissing him back. He had dearly missed the man’s touch. “I can extract the heart from the root system and try to reintegrate it into your body, if you’d like,” he offered. ‘We can move away from the Organization, to a world Xemnas will never find. We can make new friends and… well, I have more than enough munny from the businesses I run, but if you’d like to work, we can work together.” His blue eyes shone with hope and excitement.
“Yes… all of that sounds wonderful. Saïx was so grateful for Marluxia; he had never had anyone like him before. He was actually looking forward to living with Marluxia, and not having to deal with everyone else he can hardly put up with. Saïx’s smile did not fade away. He had missed the man’s warm touch against his cold skin. He looked at the clock across the room and then realized how worn-out his mind was.
“I’m pleased to hear that,” Marluxia purred, kissing Saïx’s neck. “It’s rather late, so perhaps we should get some sleep. I’ll take you out for breakfast tea tomorrow. We should be back before Xemnas can make a fuss about it.” He wrinkled his nose at Xemnas’s name, making his distaste for their boss obvious. “I plan to steal you away as much as I can,” he purred. “You can bring along your paperwork, too, and I’ll help with it as I did before our vacation.”
“Yes, if I stay up any longer, I’m positive my brain cells will stop functioning.” He was glad that his room was warm. Saïx hated being cold, especially because the world he spent most of his time in was always freezing. “You’re planning on sleeping here, correct?” he asked, hoping he would after not seeing his dear lover for days.
“Of course I’m sleeping here,” said Marluxia, smiling. “I missed you far too much to pass up an opportunity in your arms.” His smile became a smirk as he slipped off what he was wearing and slid under the covers, sassily patting the empty space next to him as an invitation for Saïx to join him.
Marluxia sleeping here with him enlightened his tired and worn-out mood. ((-clothes)) Saïx slid under the covers with the warm man. He smiled with relief knowing that he actually made it through all his work without passing out. He moved closer to Marluxia, smiled, and kissed his nose softly.
Marluxia smiled and wrapped an arm around Saïx, pulling the sexy berserker closer to him until their bodies pressed flush against each other. “Hello,” he purred.
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