Mega Man Fan Fiction ❯ TENACITY (Zero/X) ❯ To be Claimed. ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note: I'm posting here the revised version of this fic~ :] so its actually edited, and also extended with new chapters here and there or changes in sequence blah blah. The first four chapters are basically the same, after that there's a new chapter and afterwards the changes should somewhat he obvious if you read the older version. So yeah, enjoy!!

 

 

CHAPTER ONE:

 

He sat on the floor with a sigh. X still had another report to do before he could call it quits for the night. The papers had left the apartment floor a mess, he wanted to finish and clean up before Zero got back; he didn't want to get yelled at. He never knew, or at least didn't want to know what his sempai got up to at these late hours, and for so long too—heck, it was nearly midnight now—but the last time he asked X got the picture that it just wasn't something he was allowed to ask. Zero was like that, he was kind to him most the time, but if X did anything that he didn't like, or went to question him, X saw the nastier side that had left Zero so notorious around the Hunter headquarters.

 

He remembered being asked the question as to why he put up with Zero? He strangely couldn't find a well-worded answer. In the time he'd spend with him over these months however, he'd come to like him a lot in a sense. X wasn't of much confidence, always saw it that he had no purpose, he was created for nothing. When he was with Zero, he was at least given a purpose. So long as he obeyed, his sempai was kind to him. He liked it when Zero was kind to him. Over the time X knew he'd come to feel more than a bond a teacher and student shared, or even friends for that matter. No, this feeling was stronger, but he feared admitting it to anyone. How could he? What if Zero disapproved, then he'd get angry.

 

X was afraid of him when he got angry.

 

 

 

He finished up with the report, trying to collect his things off the floor, figuring Zero was due back soon. After fixing it up he decided he'd wait now for Zero to come back to the apartment to greet him. Soon enough, the door unlocked and Zero walked inside. Gruffly mumbling something.

“Welcome back~” X chirped, Zero looked at him, but his mood seemed a little foul, so he simple ignored X. While his cheered expression faded to hurt, X forced himself to keep composed and turned around to see if Zero needed help with anything.

“How was the meeting?” X inquired. “Are there any new large scale missions Sigma wants to send you on?”

Zero kept ignoring X, going to the kitchen and pulling a beer from the fridge before throwing himself onto the couch. X hovered near-by as if waiting for an order. Finally Zero looked up to him and after finishing a sip spoke to him.

“Sit down”.

Instead of an invite, it was more of a demand, X did as he was told and joined him on the lounge. Tossing the now empty can aside, Zero lay down, resting his head in X's lap.

“Man, that son of a bitch…he'd be dead if he didn't hold rank on me”, Zero ranted, but X didn't really know how to reply, not wanting to upset Zero; that was for sure.

 

Zero moved only to toss his helmet to the ground. X looked down at the blonde's mane of hair, he always adored Zero's hair, he'd run his hand through it, but figured he'd get yelled at.

“The rookies are getting boring too…” X chilled knowing what Zero had been up to again; he was never told, and he tried to ignore what he figured it was, but knew too well in the end. He knew it wasn't his place, but it upset him that Zero was sleeping around with new victims all the time. Zero hadn't taken X yet, and he wasn't sure why. X feared Zero didn't like him that much at all, yet he adored the older reploid. Even if most people would call it ludicrous if they found out. And what if Zero found out too?

 

Now he knew he was sending himself into a head spin, and it was best for him not to over think things. He was always told he thought things through too much.

 

 

Soon enough Zero got bored of wallowing in his grumpy mood and got up to go to bed. X sat there a moment longer, as if again waiting for a new order. When Zero looked over, he knew it was okay to get up and follow him. Moving to the bedroom where Zero discarded his armor and got into bed. Following in suit X got into his own bed. The lights were off and silence lingered on.

 

Zero didn't talk much. But he didn't mind.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

X felt uncomfortable around most of the higher ranked officers. Thanks to Zero he was now a B-ranked hunter, but he was still innocent and weak in confidence; somehow that got him classified as cute, and he hated some of the lewd stares he was given. Apparently the more untouched you were, the more of a challenge you were. X was a virgin, but that was something most people here at HQ wanted to take from him. The thought was disgusting to the smaller reploid though.

 

Even though he never protested with Zero about it, X was afraid of Sigma. He could easily over power him, and he always felt uncomfortable around him; even when just dropping off the daily reports. Sigma had said certain things that left him with a chill. He wanted to run it past Zero, but was embarrassed to even repeat some of the things.

 

Sighing, he opened the door to Sigma's office; automatically it slid closed as he entered.

“The reports, sir”, X formally stated in his usual weak tone. He was always intimidated when he was alone with Sigma.

He walked closer in silence, avoiding Sigma's stare to hand them over to him.

“Still Zero's courier, I see?” Sigma derided, seeing that half of what X was handing over, was like always, Zero's work.

“No, I don't mind helping him”. X replied shakily. Sigma sneered. X turned, hoping to leave as soon as he could.

“Wait, X…”

X was forced to turn around to the outranking officer. He gritted his teeth, not sure what was wanted of him. Sigma got up from his chair and walked around his desk. Pacing forward towards X.

 

Seeing as he was technically off duty—and the summer season had already been quite hot so far—X was dressed casually in shorts and a black shirt. But he felt awkward as he saw Sigma checking him out, eyes running over his body. But X froze fearfully when a hand extended and cupped his chin, forcing his once averted gaze, back on Sigma.

“So cute”, he mused, making X flinch. He had come to hate that word over his time at HQ. Sigma's hand moved down X's body, resting on his hip. “And such a nice body too”.

“I-I've got to go…” X stuttered, fearful that moment. He turned to leave but Sigma grabbed him.

“You've denied all the advances long enough, my sweet X. I think its time we got things started”.

X was pulled back around to face Sigma. Afraid of what he knew Sigma wanted from him, he jerked back, trying to run away. But his wrist was snagged, Sigma was larger than him; like heck he could fight him off, and even more unlikely would be if X even tried. He used his free hand to run down X's body again, the sexual harassment leading his hand to run over X's ass, making him squirm to try and get away. Letting go of his wrist X was yanked forward again, Sigma cupped his chip and forced X into a kiss.

“Please, no!!” X cried, jumping back. Sigma snickered at X's failed protest.

“Now now, X…” he chided seductively. “You're going to behave. Wouldn't want to get yourself hurt now”.

 

Trying to push off another grab failed, and Sigma pushed X over forcefully. He attempted to recover, but not in time. Sigma loomed over X, pushing him to lie down on the ground, holding him there.

“N-no!” X whimpered, pinned to the ground.

“Zero must be lucky to have you”, Sigma purred as he ran his hand down X's body again. “No wonders he keeps you around”.

“We haven't…done anything like that”. X weakly replied. He felt stupid saying it, but embarrassed to be in the position he was in now.

“Well, I guess I'm the lucky first”.

“Please, no!” X protested, but Sigma forced him into a kiss. X didn't fight, despite how afraid he was. Sigma's hands running all over his body, he broke the kiss to rip X's clothes from the younger one's body.

 

He was exposed, and had nothing protecting him anymore; he tried to get up, but got shoved down again.

“What's wrong little X?” Sigma chided. “You'll like it, trust me”.

X was shivering, unable to move with hands running all over his body, and soon, licks that left his stomach churning.

 

I don't want this…I don't want this…

 

His mind repeated that over and over; he was panicking and he knew it. Yet had no control of it. His legs were spread and a lick went up the apex of his thigh. X dug a futile grip at the carpet he was laying on, trying to stop himself from freaking out the more Sigma kept touching and invading him.

“You know how this works, right?” X didn't reply to the condescending tone, and tried not to look as Sigma slicked his fingers. X knew what was going to happen, he was more afraid because he knew exactly how this worked. He covered his face with his hands, trying his best to avoid crying. The penetration to prepare him followed and X's breathing hitched. It moved inside of him as he held his breath, breaking it with a gasp as it curled inside of him. X mewed, a strong hand keeping him down, while the other worked his insides. He remember a comment about being tight, but right now his mind wasn't even working; his thoughts erratic and muddled.

 

Adding another finger to stretch him further, Sigma loomed over X, forcing another kiss out of him. X wanted to fight it, he really did. But just didn't. He closed his eyes, trying to shut his mind off from what was taking place, but it only let the feelings manifest more. He managed to pull away to gasp, groaning for breath. Mewing to the caressing kisses his body was receiving. X shifted in pain as a third finger pushed inside, despite his insides trying to rebuke the penetration.

“A…ah…nn…” The pumping of fingers gave X a strange feeling, but the revulsion over what was taking place was greater. He was already so hot, his body betraying him in its response to what was being forced upon him.

“Like that, do we?” Sigma sneered to the moaning noises X couldn't suppress.

 

He was already absolutely flushed when Sigma removed his digits from inside of him, deciding that was enough of that; ready for the next stage. X was rolled from his back to his stomach, hands pulling him up to position him on all fours, with firm hands on his hips. He dropped from his hands to his arms, already feeling weak from the abuse. He breathlessly wheezed, his breath hitching again. He felt something a lot larger press against his entrance, forcing its way inside. No one would've heard, the rooms at HQ were soundproof, and even if they had, no one would've cared or come to his aid. X screamed to the force, his body rejecting it, but losing. He was too small to hold someone as large as Sigma inside, but that didn't stop the larger reploid from moving inside of him. X cried out with each movement, no mater how small. Unable to cope. Feeling nothing but pain surge through him. Sigma sucked on the younger one's neck, still moving his hips and thrusting against X. His body trembled, rivulets of liquid running down his thighs, which he was certain was blood. Unable to hold his body up well at all, he ended up with his head on the ground, the firm hold on his hips keeping his backend up.

 

He found it hard to breath, soft but harsh panting fused with sobbing. He cried out sharply at an increase in pace. Letting his cry fade off into a deep guttural moan.

 

Helplessly he groaned again as his body betrayed him, finding a tint of pleasure through the pain. He cried out sharply to the next jab inside of him, his body completely collapsed under the pressure and pain, but his hips were dragged up by Sigma's' strong hands to keep him in place. He continued to work on X with a low groan, enjoying his power over the sobbing one beneath him. Sigma ran his hand from his death-grip of X's hips to roughly pump his member, making X scream again. Hollering when Sigma brought him to release. Finishing X off, having him clench down around him was pleasing for his dominator, and he allowed himself to cum inside of him. The sticky, warm feeling making X feel absolutely ruined. Knowing he'd been marked. Content now, he pulled out of X, leaving him collapsed on the floor and struggling with labored breath.

 

 

He was shaking, sweating, and his body exhausted. Everything left him feeling dizzy; he'd given up and submitted to the fact of how pathetic he was for not fighting his attacker off. In the human world this would be classified as rape, only X had no intensions of telling anyone what took place. Afraid of repercussions and also the humiliation that followed it. Would Zero hate him knowing he was too weak to stop it? Zero couldn't return X's feelings if he knew how dirty, how used he was. He sobbed on the floor, burring his head in his arms in a stupid attempt to hide himself.

 

After a while of weeping on the ground X found the strength to drag himself up, repulsed at how tainted he was, trying to avoid Sigma's dark grin; he'd finished with X for now, but seeing how broken he left him was only adding to his satisfaction and victory over him.

 

X grabbed his clothes and quickly put them back on, getting up to turn and leave. Sigma blocked the way, X looked up worried.

“I'm done with you for now, but I hope you're not thinking of blabbing off—especially to that owner of your's, Zero—I wouldn't advise that as something wise”. X was silent as Sigma chided him. “Do anything stupid like that and I'll make sure our next time is a lot more painful for you”.

The words `next time' shot a painful feeling in X's gut. Sigma would defiantly try it again, and he was afraid of that. More than any Maverick. More than anything at that moment.

“Y-yes, sir…” X averted his eyes, forcing himself to reply.

Sigma moved to let X leave, sweet victory mirrored on his smug face. The door closed behind him, X didn't look back and sauntered his way down the hall in defeat.

 

 

 

He felt disgusting. No one he passed in the halls knew what had happened to him, knew how used he was. How much he now didn't belong to himself. Being claimed and marked like that. He'd forgotten the hour, didn't bother checking it before he left the room, trying to act as if what happened didn't matter, or somehow wouldn't effect him. But it played over and over again in his head. The pain still left him sore all over. He was defeated, eyes averted down. X opened the door to his shared apartment and walked inside, closing it behind him.

“Where the fuck have you been?” He hated having to look up to Zero as the older reploid spoke, standing a few feet in front of him now. He looked mad. He would've replied, but couldn't think of anything to say, not even a lie to cover up what happened in that time. Zero kept staring him down, trying to read X even in the youth's silence. Zero walked closer to him, his look seeming livid, X usually always did as he was told, so this sudden silence was aggravating.

 

X feared Zero when he was angry like this. He got yelled at again to speak. He kept telling himself in his head to say something…say anything! Yet he opened his mouth to speak but no words came, he found himself choking. He wanted to cry again but held it back. Zero raised his hand, X knew he was about to get struck, and closed his eyes to brace for impact. He recoiled a few steps, hitting the closed door without anywhere to retreat to.

 

The hit never came though.

 

Zero had stared at X a while longer, studying him. He wasn't stupid; he could see X had been crying. He'd seen him cry before, so the sight of it wasn't something new. The only thing that ate at him was why had he cried?

“You've been crying?” he inquired. X shot his eyes opened, knowing he wasn't going to be hit this time round. He looked to Zero wordlessly. If Zero found out what happened, he'd…

“N-No…” he lied.

“I know you've been crying, so tell me who made you cry…quit lying”.

Zero knew if X lied, it had to be serious. He was never lied to by X; although it was so obvious when he was. X wasn't good at not telling the truth. He was too honest.

“It doesn't matter…sorry for being home so late”. X pressed on past, after replying in his weak voice, eyes averted again. He hoped to almost disappear, or for Zero to ignore him like he did most the time.

 

X jerked to the sudden grab at his wrist that flung him back around to face Zero. He wasn't getting off easily. Zero was stubborn like that. Zero just has one of those looks, one that tells you that he knows you're lying or hiding something, and the more he gives you that look the more you go to crack and tell him everything. Maybe that was one of the things that made him so daunting to others. X had opened his mouth to speak, but choked on his words a moment, staring up at Zero with strained eyes.

“I can't tell you…or it'll…it'll happen again”.

 

Zero kept a stern look straight to X. He tried reading X, realising now he'd been threatened over whatever had happened. From the time they'd been together, they'd developed a strange relationship, Zero caring for X, in his own, slightly twisted way. And it's that small caring factor that had X put up with all the other bad sides to Zero.

“Who hurt you? Tell me or I'll be the one to beat you next till you do”. Zero had an odd way of showing that small factor of caring though.

X froze a moment, only replying in a fear brought whisper.

“….S-Sigma…”

 

Now if there's one thing everyone knew, was how much Zero hated the leading hunter. And now he had something else to hate him for.

“Fucking bastard, I'll—”

“Don't tell anyone, please!!” X cried, unable to stop himself from crying as he cut Zero off. He dropped to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. So afraid of it happening again. So afraid of it being worse next time. Releasing his wrist Zero knelt down next to X with an unreadable expression. He tried to get X to look to him. If X explained what happened, then he'd have some good dirt on Sigma; forgetting the fact if X talked he had a threat for it to happen again. Or at least not caring about that for the time being. He looked to X a moment longer silently, thinking what must've been done to him to make him such a mess. It didn't take a genius to guess what, but he did need to confirm it…and X wasn't in any headspace to talk about it.

 

“…X”, the younger one looked up from sobbing to the red reploid in front of him, a little dazed. He mewed however when Zero pushed him, knocking him to his back on the ground. Still crying he couldn't fight back when Zero sat on top of him. He pulled the brunettes top over his shoulders. X couldn't find it in him to fight. X's body had what looked like bruises, but he knew were love bites and too much attention. X looked embarrassed and ashamed as he saw Zero studying them. Zero knew now his suspicions were probably correct. But there was one more thing to check.

 

He tried pulling away but Zero held him down as he got rid of the remainder of the boy's clothing. Even after an experience like earlier that night, he found himself not fighting it, despite how much he was trembling. He drew his hands up to his face to cover the fear and hide his tears from his dominator. He cringed as a finger penetrated inside of him, the sensation reminding him of what he'd felt not too long before with Sigma. For the first time he thought he might be hating Zero. And knowing that, simply killed him inside as well. He held his breath as if to try and will the moment pass, expecting another assault. Only it never came. He shudders when the finger moved, only, it was pulled out of him. X looked back up to see why.

 

On Zero's finger was a mix of blood and something else—what it was, was pretty obvious—X was still crying, confused. Zero knew exactly what Sigma had done to X, and just how cruel he must've been about it. X paused his sobs as Zero looked to him. Zero wiped his finger with repulse before turning back to X again, helping the younger one sit up. He handed him back his clothes, but seeing how shaken up he still was basically had to help him redress.

“Go have a bath and fix yourself up”, Zero finally spoke, only it was more of a demand; but that was common. Getting up X looked to Zero.

“I'm sorry…”

“About?” Zero didn't seem amused, but didn't get why there was an apology either.

“I was easy…weak…I didn't fight. You must hate me for that. I got used…”

“Don't be a fucking idiot, you got raped. Now go wash up”.

That word didn't sit with X too well, but he didn't reply.

 

Zero walked away, cross like usual. Why he didn't say it, X smiled weakly, by that he knew Zero at least didn't hate him over the event. He turned to go to the bathroom. He did feel gross all over now that he'd calmed down enough to think about it, a bath would do him some good.