Direction

Summary: Xemnas is dirty in an entirely new light. Or, er, darkness. XigbarxXemnas.

Ramblings: This was supposed to be at a G/K level, but I was all 'PORN-FEST' and yeah. Dx It was also originated by the random pairing generator. :3

Notes: I haven't the courage to type a dude's anatomy, hints of MarluxiaxAxel, OOC-Xigbar.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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Xemnas never gave him the time to object. As the Superior, he felt that he had complete control over all the other Nobodies, and they were to obey his every whim.

Which, of course, they did. Well, none did willingly (except Saïx, but he was obsessed with Xemnas anyways, so he doesn't count) but they hadn't a choice, lest Xemnas sent his liege of Nobodies upon their damned souls and eradicate those, too.

Xigbar was a case choice. He was the rugged, drinking, manly-man type, which is why he clashed so well with Marluxia, whom was flaming gay and a deadly sakura-man who disturbed all-even Larxene who was pretty fucked up anyways. Hence why he objected so much when Xemnas absolutely demanded that Xigbar, of all people, bathe him.

"You're fucking with me."

Xemnas raised one silver, elegant eyebrow. "No, I'm not nor do I wish to, either. You will bathe me, and that is final."

"Why not one of the others?"

"Because you were selected this opportunity. Now come; I require assistance in undressing." As Xemnas beckoned to the sniper-gunman, he cried and died a little on the inside.

ooooooo

Xemnas was a horror beyond all imagination. As the Superior sat huddled in the tub of water, lavender-scented soap and bubbles (courtesy of Marluxia) floating about and overwhelming his senses, Xigbar gave a silent wail to a Nobodies' deity and and considered blowing his head off. Just having watched Xemnas undress was a fright to itself, but actually touching that skin? It would scar him for life.

"My back won't clean itself. Get over here now, Xigbar."

Xigbar crawled over a s slowly as possible, but was forced to speed up with a particularly vicious glare from Xemnas. He cringed silently as he squeezed the sponge-when had he grabbed it?-and soap flowed out. Gripping the shampoo bottle tightly, he breathed in deeply, and let a small amount of the stuff flow out onto Xemnas' hair. He dropped the bottle into the tub and slowly began to scrub at the scratchy, greasy silver that was Xemnas' hair.

"Damnit, you're hurting me. Massage, don't scrub." Xemnas griped as he swiped at Xigbar's hands. Between growling obscenities and ignoring the skin of his Superior, he had obeyed the other's orders and began to lather Xemnas' hair.

Xemnas leaned back into his palms. "Mm…" he made a small noise of contentment and nuzzled into Xigbar's soapy palms. The senior Nobody flailed about for the rag, and flung it into Xigbar's face, drenching his left eye.

"Superior…what are you trying to pull?" He was naturally suspicious of all of the Organization, but this was taking it just a bit too far. It wasn't until he was dragged into the tub-which he had finally realized was much too large for merely bathing for one person-with a devious Xemnas holding him down.

"Well, what do you think I'm trying to pull?" He accentuated 'pull' by tugging at 'Little Xigbar', causing Number Two's mouth to open in complete shock.

Holy shit, the Superior was hitting on him.

ooooooo

"What's up with Xigbar? He's been wearing an eye patch lately."

"Not sure; I think it might have something to do with the Superior, though."

"Wait, you don't mean-oh. Ohhh! Oh, damn. He really did a number on Xigbar."

"What, doesn't that remind you of someone else, Axel?"

"Oh shut up, Marluxia…"