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Sunday night/Monday morning, Alex's nightmares wake up Shiro. They talk and bond, and Shiro even blushes at one point. Roommates seem to make the best friends.

The cute just keeps pouring out of Shiro, it seems.


Sleep had never been a problem before, but his always been the deep sleep of regeneration. But now, Alex's sleep was lighter and with that came dreams...dreams of the Black Queen and her appetite for power. Power, being both physical and sexual. He rolled around in the bed, the tangled sheets adding to the illusion and Alex begged to his invisible Queen. "Please..don't! I can't...No!"

Shiro's eyes snapped open as the moans and cries escaped Alex's lips. At first he thought it was another attack, and nearly shot a plasma burst at the enemy he expected to be standing by the door. But when the light from his aura showed him that he and Alex were the only people in the room, he relaxed. As the light died down, he lay back down to try to sleep again until Alex started making noise again. "Alex?" Shiro called out softly, sitting up and looking at his roommate. "Alex?"

Somewhere in his dream, Alex heard the call and shook his head, as he thrashed his head about. "No, my Queen...I'm your Havok...yours only...please no more...no!"

Shiro slid out of bed and walked up to his roommate, placing a hand on his shoulder and shaking him. "Alex, wake up."

Alex shook his head suddenly, eyes blinking rapidly to rid them of tears, not sure if he's still dreaming or not. "Sh...Shiro?"

"Are you well?" he asked, concerned. Shiro kneeled beside his friend and looked at him, head cocked sideways in question. "You were dreaming."

Alex swallowed as he sat up on his elbows, looking at Shiro. "I was?" He thought for a moment. "I was...about Her..." He muttered the last part, looking away embarrassed.

The way Alex said 'Her' confused Shiro momentarily, until he figured out he must have been referring to the witch. "Selene," he muttered, barely loud enough for Alex to hear. "You are safe now, you know. She cannot touch you here." Not without a few dozen incredibly powerful mutants ready to kick her ass.

Nodding slowly, Alex looked cautiously back at Shiro. "I know," he said softly, "I do know...but I guess I'm not safe in my dreams." He lies back down, wiping way his tears. "I'm sorry I woke you up Shiro..."

Shiro slowly made his way back to his bed, but instead of lying down again to go to sleep, he sat down and faced Alex. "It's nothing to worry about. Is there anything I can get you?"

Alex shook his head. "No, not really...but thanks." He was about to close his eyes, but was afraid of returning to the dream so he opened them again and noticed Shiro sitting up still. "Are you going to go back to sleep?"

Shiro is not the kind of person who can just say 'Do you want to talk about it?' when he wants to help. It's not his style. So he ended up struggling for words to phrase himself in the best way possible. "Only if you are certain that you will be able to, as well, without dreaming again. I can stay up with you if you think you might."

Sighing, Alex sat up in his bed, crossing his legs Indian-style. "Then looks like both of us are going to be up all night...I'm afraid to go back to sleep now..." He sighed again, shaking his head. "I hate this..."

"I can survive the day without much sleep," Shiro said, grinning wryly. "If you don't mind my asking, Alex, what were you dreaming about that has you in such fear?"

Alex leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He had to tell someone and he'd just woken Shiro up because of it. "I woke you up so I feel like I owe you now...I was dreaming about her and well...what she did to me..." Look down at his lap.

Shiro was about to say something along the lines of 'You don't owe me anything,' but shut up when Alex continued. "What . . . what did she do?" he asked after a couple moments, eyeing Alex.

He sighed. "Have you ever heard stories about vampires and what they do to their victims first before feeding?"

Shiro nodded slowly, unsure if what he and Alex were thinking the same thing. "They, anoo, seduce their victims, ne? Did Sel . . . Oh." Shiro looked away, suddenly embarrassed. "Alex . . ."

Doesn't look up to meet Shiro's gaze, cheeks flushing. "Yeah?"

"Did she . . ." Shiro suddenly felt uncomfortable, unable to look at Alex. "Did she do that to you?"

Nods slowly, closing his eyes and answering for softly and almost strangled. "Yeah"

Shiro made a mental note to confront the witch once he was competent enough to defeat her. "I'm . . . I wish I knew what to say in this situation. Anoo, she didn't . . . hurt you when she did it, did she?"

"You don't have to say anything, it's hard enough for me to say it..." Alex stopped for a moment before continuing. "It depended on her mood. She had two names for me: When she called me Apollo, she was more tender and careful; it was when she called me Havok that she decided to have more fun..." He shuddered at the memory, hugging his arms around himself..."

Shiro looked down at clenched his fist and just barely stopped himself from tapping into his power out of frustration. He wanted to do something, anything, to avenge Alex's loss of honor at Selene's hands, but he knew there was nothing he could do. But he'd seen enough American television shows and movies to know what the cliche and sappy thing to do is. He got up and walked over to Alex's bed. Sitting down beside him, he tentatively placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Alex sighed and opened his eyes when he felt the hand on his shoulder. He bit his lip, looking over at Shiro but not being able to look him in the eyes. "She...made me think nobody cared. That...that being her toy was all I was good for..." The next part was hard and he struggled for words. "Once I had been there for a while, she wasn't satisfied till I had submitted to her...willingly." He closed his eyes, ashamed now. "And I felt so...useless and terrible...that I did."

"It's over now, Alex," Shiro said, his tone soft but vehement. "What she made you think you were, what she did to you . . . It will not happen again. She would have to go through Mr. Summers, Ms. Dane, and me before she could even hope to lay a finger on you. And she won't, you know. She has no chance now."

Alex raises a hand to wipe away tears. "I know that Shiro...I know...I guess it's just taking a while for me to get over all the mental abuse...." He looked up at him, blinking back more tears. "You're the first person I've told about this Shiro...the sexual stuff I mean, though I think Scott guessed."

That certainly surprised Shiro. "You mean you haven't yet told Mr. Summers or Ms. Dane?" A small smile appeared on Shiro's lips unbidden. Something about being told such important and secretive information made him smile. Not because he knew secrets, but because this meant Alex trusted him a lot.

Alex shook his head, unaware of Shiro's smile. "I didn't want Scott to think of me like that and I don't know what Lorna would do if she found out..." He smirked sarcastically. "It's not like we've gotten very far ourselves...

"How don't you want Mr. Summers to think about you? I do not think his opinion about his brother would change at all because you were . . . violated." He spit that word. "And Ms. Dane seems to love you. She would understand that it was against your will. I think you should tell them."

"But that's the thing...after a while I stopped fighting...I stopped caring what she did...and if that's not giving you your free will then I don't know what is..."

"But even so, you did not want her to do it. It still hurt you and it disgusted you, right? It was not your fault." Shiro finally managed to look up at Alex again and gave him a hard gaze. "Your freedom of choice was stripped from you. It was beyond your control."

Alex nodded slowly, though a new rush of tears started. "I want so badly to believe that Shiro...but something inside of me, probably something left of Her...just won't let me and just continues to make me miserable..." He sighed again softly. "I don't know what to think anymore..."

"There is nothing to think about," Shiro said simply. "You were raped, Alex. She hurt you and no one will forgive her for that. And the people that loved you and cared for you before you left still do, regardless of what that witch did to you. Wakaru?"

Alex nodded slowly then gave Shiro a small smile. "How can other people find you so annoying? You always know the right thing to say...to me at least...Thanks Shiro."

Shiro blushed a bit at that and smiled back. "There's an expression I heard. 'What are friends for?' Even if you are an American."

Alex can't help but laugh softly, at both Shiro's last statement and something he never thought he would ever see: Shiro blushing. "Hey, obviously we aren't all that bad...and it's good to know I do still have a true friend in this crazy house..."

"I don't imagine that ever changing, Alex," Shiro told him sincerely. He patted him on the back and smiled. "Do you think you can sleep now? Because I was lying when I said that I could stay up without any sleep."

Alex grinned. "Yeah I think I can now..."

"Good." Shiro stood up and went back to his own bed. "Sleep well."

Alex lay down, untwisting himself from his blanket. "You too Shiro..."

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*really really really will kill Selene now*

*wahs!*

Excellent job, you two. I'll just be over here scrapping Lorna together again.