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Day One


Larxene sat along the bed, thinking to herself. Her eyes had been glistening off the note in her hand. Her eyes lifted to the point where her window was now in view. It was thundering and lightning. She was a tough girl, she knew she was. Rain and lightning always calmed her. Her thoughts went back to the note. In the most legible handwriting she could think of. There was no name; it only had said that no matter what anyone else had thought, she would always be loved. She shook her head, pinning the note on the wall, with numerous other notes.
“Who are you?” she asked herself. A sudden knock on the door came to her senses. It came from the Grand Hall. Her bedroom door was open and she had been left at the castle alone. The others had gone out for the day thankfully. She loved the peace of being alone. She stood up, walking to the hallway and rushing down the steps. She ended up in the kitchen and started for the Grand Hall. The long hallway made her footsteps loud and starting to echo. She reached the door, unlocking it and opening it. It was another Organization member, but she couldn’t tell, they had their hood raised up with a cloth over their face. Their eyes were hard to match among the other’s eyes. They spoke in a different voice than anyone else’s.
“Larxene… The rest of the Organization is caught up for a week, at Hollow Bastion. Xemnas sent me back to stay with you…” he said. Her glimpse caught his attention apparently. She shut the door after he had walked in.
“Okay…. Who is this then?” she asked with a sarcastic attitude. He looked up at her.
“I’m the one who has been sending you the notes,” he said. Her eyes lit up and she finally had him all to herself, whichever member this was. Her instincts made her blush and get a wondrous feeling in the pit of her stomach. She hadn’t realized it, but she was blushing.
“I was wondering who was sending those,” she said. The next thing she felt was his body pushing her against the wall. His arms wrapped around her, drawing her in to his face. He had already lifted up his cloth enough to see his smooth thin lips, which were now pressed against Larxene’s. She hadn’t kissed anyone in her life. His lips moved freely through hers and her eyes could only stare at his closed ones. She closed her eyes, feeling her body lifted off the ground. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Larxene….can you learn to love? Like I did with you?” he asked. She was curious… He was a stranger in her eyes, but her mind was telling her, that she could learn to love him. She had no idea which member this was, but it was making her feel special. She felt him rush up the flight of stairs and pull her into her room. The next thing she knew, he kicked the door shut and put her on her own bed. He pushed himself on top of her and kept kissing her deeply. Larxene pushed him off gently.
“You’re the one, who made my nonexistent heart beat with flattery. Of course I can learn to love you,” she said. With that being said she was pulled up in a sitting position. She felt her jacket being unzipped off. She had no shirt on underneath, only her underclothing, such as her women’s boxers and her double D bra. She felt his cold hand gently brush along her cheeks as he had his jacket off within the second. He was quick about himself. She had blushed and she knew she wanted him, and would have him. He could also make the same assumption. He sat there staring at Larxene’s beauty, her flawless body, and the flow of her curves. She put her arms around him and rested her cheek on his shoulder, as she felt him reach around her body and unhook a wire on the back of her bra. She felt the other one unhook and felt it fall off. She felt him push her closer to him. Her bare back was cold now and shivered slightly. His chest was now bear and felt his chest against her own. She took her head back and looked up at him. His hood was gone, but he was wearing a disguise. It was hard to see his true identity. His eyes were silver, and glowed with the proof there were contacts, and his face was light. His smile tempting, and a short black haired wig, that was spiky. Larxene chuckled.
“You went through a lot of trouble to make sure I don’t know who you are,” she said. He nodded and bent down kissing her again. She felt her boxers come off and then she felt everything starting to change from there.