001. love
Love
It's not quite what they have, this twisted dual-parasitism, yet Ienzo only squeezes his eyes shut as he whispers those words into Voxden's ears. In the face of such suffocating loyalty, it's all he has to give.
002. friendship
Friendship
"You are one twisted b***h if your idea of friendship involves mounting my head on a spear."
Voxden just grins and corrects his brand new partner. "Izza scalpel, bab."
Voxden just grins and corrects his brand new partner. "Izza scalpel, bab."
003. sadness
Sadness
Darkness allows such limited emotions, but Ienzo squeezes them for all they're worth, his fingers digging into the skin over his heart. They're nowhere near the same worlds, yet he almost imagines he can hear his Nobody choking back tears.
004. happiness
Happiness
....is probably seeing the look on the British gambler's face as he drains one of his lesser Nobody's for all its worth and gets right back onto his feet, and Voxden laughs quite maniacally at the thought.
005. fight
Fight
"This is White Bishop to White Knight. Target is directly north-east of you, on Gaiman and Moore. Also, if you do not stop singing the Mortal Kombat theme song, I will proceed to take aggressive action on your ******** face. White Bishop out."
006. evil
Evil
"I wouldn't say we're 'evil'," Ienzo tries to explain in a honey-covered innocent voice, even as Voxden smiles and holds a blade to Demyx's throat.
007. passions
Passions
"Well, we might as well save water?" Voxden offers, his lips against Ienzo's ear while the Heartless runs greedy fingers down his slick sides.
008. time
Time
They'll come for him in a while, the man who was once Devon muses to himself as he taps a bloody pen against the surface of a desk. Armed with guns and gas and all sorts of nasty things. So he smiles, lips caked with blood, and hopes they stop taking their time already.
009. royalty
Royalty
For their own purposes, Ienzo is called the Black King. Most would think of this as a symbol of strength. Only Voxden knows that it is an admission of weakness.
010. laughter
Laughter
"Stop it," Ienzo hisses, his fists clenched and shaking at his sides. "Voxden, I order you to stop it!"
And Voxden doesn't stop laughing even as he bleeds out onto the floor while the Heartless helplessly watches.
And Voxden doesn't stop laughing even as he bleeds out onto the floor while the Heartless helplessly watches.
011. hero
Hero
Most knights in shining armor, Ienzo thinks with a sigh, don't slaughter an entire gang to get to their 'princess'. Still, no one sees him complain when Voxden reaches over with a chuckle to wipe his cheek clean of blood.
012. journey
Journey
As both knight and bishop indulge in a rare moment of peace, they discover they actually agree over something: they both wouldn't mind doing this kind of thing forever.
013. kiss
Kiss
Kneeling by his king's chair so expectantly, Voxden is rewarded for his patience and aptitude for slaughter as malnourished fingers tilt his chin up. "Job well done," Ienzo's lips say, so close as they brush against Voxden's own.
014. night
Night
"Did you pay them for this?" Ienzo asks in suspicion, and Voxden just shakes his head, unable to stop giggling as the two Italians continue to sing, their accordion giving off an admittedly beautiful sound.
"It's a beautiful night, and we call it bella notte..."
"It's a beautiful night, and we call it bella notte..."
015. heart
Heart
"It won't leave my skin. I hate that." And Voxden can't find a reply suitable enough, so he merely rests his forehead against the Heartless symbol permanently merged with Ienzo's back.
016. light
Light
Bloodlust and a need to tear apart the pretty French brunette surge through Voxden's being when he catches Ienzo staring at her longingly, and he wonders what's so damn special about these 'Princesses of Hearts' anyway.
017. naive
Naive
"You really are a kid!" Voxden laughs, holding a broken neck in his hand while the Keyblade wielder just stares in shock and horror. "Well, you should know that I'm not as nice as your friends with the lame black coats."
018. revenge
Revenge
If anyone asks, Ienzo will always claim that he foils the Organization's plans because it's best. Times like these are where Voxden smirks, knowing that a little bit of revenge thrown into the mix never hurt.
019. dreams
Dreams
"Wut kinna dreams are dey?" Voxden asks, certainly not minding that Ienzo shall be sharing his room for the night. The Heartless doesn't answer, only thinking how ironic it is, for a creature such as he to be afraid of the dark.
020. music
Music
The speakers are constantly being waged war over, in this ship of theirs, and Ienzo loses track of how many times The Ramones and Alicia Keys are switched over.
021. magic
Magic
Casting magic isn't the same, anymore, Ienzo finds the first time he tries to cast Thunder. However, summoning has always been a different matter entirely, and Ienzo smiles as Shiva traces the curve of his jaw curiously. There are no words to describe how relieved he is to know the remnants of his past still exist in the form of charms.
022. sweetness
Sweetness
"There are a lot more interesting things ta do with strawberries an' whipped cream, ya know," Voxden offers with a lewd grin, and Xandra's only response is to promptly throw a knife at his head.
023. loyalty
Loyalty
"I find your intense obsession disturbing," she informs him not a week after they meet.
He, of course, does the mature thing, which involves a loud raspberry and the words "Yer mum is disturbing."
He, of course, does the mature thing, which involves a loud raspberry and the words "Yer mum is disturbing."
024. saviour
Savior
"But I totally saved your guys' asses!" he whines, gesturing wildly, and Xandra and Ienzo roll their eyes.
"We're not calling you 'Indiana Voxden' or calling you our hero," Xandra says with finality.
"We're not calling you 'Indiana Voxden' or calling you our hero," Xandra says with finality.
025. painting
Painting
"Alright, freak, what do you see in the inkblots?"
"I see you getting laid. Does that mean I'm a ridiculous optimist, twisty straw, since that's clearly never going to happen?"
Five minutes later, when Ienzo steps into the security room, he pauses at the sight of Voxden running around maniacally being chased by cables and wire. Well, this is the last time he lets them use a project they find on another world.
"I see you getting laid. Does that mean I'm a ridiculous optimist, twisty straw, since that's clearly never going to happen?"
Five minutes later, when Ienzo steps into the security room, he pauses at the sight of Voxden running around maniacally being chased by cables and wire. Well, this is the last time he lets them use a project they find on another world.
026. party
Party
He doesn't know that he knows, but Voxden feels some sort of twisted pride as he sets a small little present next to Ienzo's head. Xandra's not exactly a party person, and he doesn't know a thing about them anyway, but he hopes that this little gift should be enough. "Happy Birthday," he whispers to the sleeping Heartless before he darts out of the room so that Xandra can be bothered into baking cake.
027. black and white
Black and White
It's true that they did terrible things, but Ienzo knows that it wasn't so black before. They really did want to help the world, you know, and that's when everything starts to fade to gray.
028. alone
Alone
No others awaken where he awaken, and Ienzo spends six hours screaming his throat hoarse, desperate for the other apprentices. In the end, he crouches down in the dark, alone, and whispers to the shadows how he's so sorry.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
029. lost
Lost
Once upon a time, she was Nadra Santora, but now, as she wanders the barren halls of the ship, she has a feeling that's not true anymore. No longer being Nadra, now, that means she no longer has Nadra's purposes of being an engineer, a technician....
And everyone on the ship is already dead.
The Nobody wanders the ship with empty eyes, feeling lost.
And everyone on the ship is already dead.
The Nobody wanders the ship with empty eyes, feeling lost.
030. secrets
Secrets
It's a rather plain thing, a simple chain bracelet with a long thin silver bit shaped like a beautiful woman around a snowflake. Voxden doesn't like mysteries, and spends hours glaring at it. In the back of his mind, he wonders why it's so important to Ienzo, and what he plans to do with it.
031. tears
Tears
"You seem to be under the strange impression that I'm asking," Voxden snarls, his hands fisted into red fabric as he and the blond man glare at each other with nothing less then pure venom. "Let me make it more clear, then, that if you ever meet him and make him cry, then I'll tear out your eyes and dissect you while you're still alive. The Heartless can have what's left of you."
032. home
Home
It's certainly no Radiant Garden, with its cold metal walls and lack of all life (thanks to Xandra). However, as Xandra and Voxden chase each other around in the kitchen, Ienzo thinks to himself that perhaps it's not that bad.
033. hope
Hope
The Black King is certainly a curious little thing, Alice reflects, after he performs such a daring rescue from some odd, twisting white creatures. Not once does he look up into her eyes, and seems oddly determined to stay as far away as he can without losing sight of her. "Well, I can't imagine why a king would be so interested in saving me, Your Majesty," she says after the initial polite greetings have been exchanged. Suddenly, she finds one brilliant yellow eye staring into her own, and a soft smile on his face. As he reaches up to adjust the ebony crown balanced on his head, he answers her in a quiet voice.
"You're one of my best hopes, Princess."
"You're one of my best hopes, Princess."
034. wish
Wish
A chair has fallen over Xandra, and at some point, Voxden somehow merged with the ceiling. Still clinging to one of the pipes, Ienzo remarks dryly, "The shooting star really did grant my wish. It didn't hit us."
035. embrace
Embrace
They're both moaning, now, and Ienzo's legs wrap around his waist as he lifts the Heartless up, pressing him against the wall. They're so close now, and Voxden's mind is on overdrive as he tries get as much pleasure as he can with this encounter. One hand is running down the curve of Ienzo's rear before the Heartless suddenly pulls away, laughing breathlessly into his ear. "So impatient."
036. beautiful
Beautiful
"Isn't she breathtaking?" Ienzo asks, his eyes following the Princess Aurora as she dances on the ballroom with her prince, laughing airily. Voxden just tugs at the elegant suit he's been forced to wear, and growls.
"She's a blonde. I've seen better."
"She's a blonde. I've seen better."
037. colorful
Colorful
"....Do I even want to know what you're doing with that many tubes of dye?"
038. cute
Cute
"This is so uncomfortable," Ienzo complains, flushing furiously as he tugs on the grass skirt hanging around his waist. Not truly paying attention, Voxden only makes a vague noise of agreement, even as he gives a mental cheer that they ended up coming to Hawaii anyway.
039. smile
Smile
"All the old pictures on the ship's database never show you smiling, Xandra," Ienzo asks one day as the two of them work out bugs in the system. "Why is that?"
It takes her a few minutes to think of an answer before she shrugs. "I'm not Voxden. I don't smile when I'm about to murder hundreds of people."
It takes her a few minutes to think of an answer before she shrugs. "I'm not Voxden. I don't smile when I'm about to murder hundreds of people."
040. princess
Princess
"Your slave seems..." The Arabic beauty hesitates on her words, one slender brow arching up. "Rather.... aggravated."
Ienzo just gives his best polite and winning trader smile, their current disguise of choice, and gives a small tug on the chain he has in his hands. Bound by a collar, Voxden mutters an expletive under his breath.
"Oh, don't mind him, Princess Jasmine. He gets like this with every beautiful woman we meet."
Voxden swears again, this time with extra venom.
Ienzo just gives his best polite and winning trader smile, their current disguise of choice, and gives a small tug on the chain he has in his hands. Bound by a collar, Voxden mutters an expletive under his breath.
"Oh, don't mind him, Princess Jasmine. He gets like this with every beautiful woman we meet."
Voxden swears again, this time with extra venom.
041. forever
Forever
"I-Ienzo," Voxden moans, hot breath gusting over the Heartless' neck while his fingers dig into the sheets. "Ah... Please... For... I'll be yours for-"
Squeezing his eyes shut, Ienzo grinds against Voxden, their legs tangled together. In quick time, the Nobody's words disintegrate into nearly incoherent begging, whatever he wanted to say lost to the night.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Ienzo grinds against Voxden, their legs tangled together. In quick time, the Nobody's words disintegrate into nearly incoherent begging, whatever he wanted to say lost to the night.
042. sacrifice
Sacrifice
"Reckless of you," Ienzo snarls under his breath, his fingers brushing hair out of Voxden's face while the Nobody lays still on his lap. Already, Xandra has disappeared to retrieve something that he can absorb. "So very reckless, and if you do something as deplorable as-as dying-"
A weak, apologetic smile appears on Voxden's face, as a small drop splatters against his eyeglasses. Blood seeps down from his mouth. "********," he slurs. "Made you cry."
A weak, apologetic smile appears on Voxden's face, as a small drop splatters against his eyeglasses. Blood seeps down from his mouth. "********," he slurs. "Made you cry."
043. stars
Stars
They fall all over him, sticking to his clothes and hair and skin, just like burrs except with no pain. Blinking, Ienzo looks up at Voxden, who beams like a small child. "Told you I'd get you the stars," he laughs.
044. sidekick
Sidekick
"Hey! I am not a sidekick!" Voxden exclaims, pointing his finger rather dramatically at the hedgehog head and the blond shortie. "The proper term 'ere is sex partner!"
Ienzo gives a small sigh as Axel blinks in bewilderment, and Roxas is apparently the only one who can find his voice as he yells, "Too much information!"
Ienzo gives a small sigh as Axel blinks in bewilderment, and Roxas is apparently the only one who can find his voice as he yells, "Too much information!"
045. hidden
Hidden
"Voxden. Ienzo. I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE. Whatever you two are doing, I just know it's disgusting, stop it. I'm serious, you two, if you don't get out of that closet, I'll turn on the sprinkler system."
With his shirt almost off and hair messed up, Ienzo pokes his head, face completely straight as he states, "We're building a model train, Xandra, there's no need to worry." In the background, Voxden howls with laughter.
With his shirt almost off and hair messed up, Ienzo pokes his head, face completely straight as he states, "We're building a model train, Xandra, there's no need to worry." In the background, Voxden howls with laughter.
046. relax
Relax
"Now, just relax... I'm a doctor, I know my way around the human body...."
As moans bubble out from behind her back, Xandra none too subtly begins to twitch. "I know that massaging is nowhere near as bad as other disgusting touching habits you two have," she begins. "But so help me if you two continue."
As moans bubble out from behind her back, Xandra none too subtly begins to twitch. "I know that massaging is nowhere near as bad as other disgusting touching habits you two have," she begins. "But so help me if you two continue."
047. beginning
Beginning
Once upon a time, it was just the three of them. They weren't the best, they weren't the healthiest, and no one really ever was their friend besides each other, but hey. It wasn't a fairytale, but that was alright. They didn't need a giant heart in the sky, didn't need fancy black coats, didn't need a giant team, to say they were as happy as they could be.
048. ending
Ending
"So, what, 'and then they lived happily ever after' and that's it?"
"Nah." Voxden shakes his head at Xandra. "I was thinkin' more like, y'know, forever." A grin splits his face apart. "Sounds like a pretty good idea to me."
"Nah." Voxden shakes his head at Xandra. "I was thinkin' more like, y'know, forever." A grin splits his face apart. "Sounds like a pretty good idea to me."
049. enemies
Enemies
"Alright, so that makes, with PETA, Russia, most of the States in America, every person who's ever been a Christian, the Pope, Jedi, some one named Heero Yuy, most of the gods in most of the worlds- Ok, Voxden, seriously." Xandra glared over her laptop. "You really need to stop pissing people off, Organization Black Coats and Mr. Giant Key are bad enough."
050. family
Desunt Cetera
