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Swear to tell the Truth [Active]

Character(s): Larxene, Marluxia
Content: Larxene isn't sure if she should still trust Marluxia. A bit of trust renewal is in order.
Setting: Marluxia's garden
Time: week three
Warnings: evil, ~~sub~~text GASP

Larxene hadn't heard much from Marluxia lately, and she knew he had been busy with experiments. He had gotten that replica of Riku, hadn't he? Had the creature really yielded no information? She was curious--and, of course, she couldn't be sure he wasn't hiding something, anymore than he could be sure she wasn't. But for him not to tell her anything, well, it made her wonder more than usual.

So she made her way to Marluxia's garden, knowing he would be there if he was unoccupied, and began walking through to the center, opting not to warp directly there so to maintain a bit of surprise.

She turned the corner of a particularly tall thicket into the center of the sprawling garden.

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Marluxia had been reading and had only happened to be looking up by chance, and, as he did, rose an eyebrow at the sight of Larxene. He hadn't thought anything important had happened to send her his way, but maybe she had found something he had missed. The Nobody stood up and set the book off to the side. "And what brings you here today?" he asked her, a faint smirk gracing his features.

Larxene smiled at him more out of habit than anything, but it was intentionally not as sweet as she might have made it, and she made her way over to him easily, watching him. It was obvious she had something to talk about, but it wasn't her usual fare.

"You helped with the experiments, didn't you?" she asked, her voice its usual sweet coo, even if her face didn't quite match the tone.

Having worked with Larxene long enough, the lack of sweetness to the smile was just as telling as a look of displeasure and the smirk quickly fell from Marluxia's face. As she spoke, his expression deepened to a frown. He should have known she would have heard of such happenings, but he still couldn't say he liked her asking questions about it.

"I did. Is there anything you wanted to know about it?"

"I was just wondering what sort of toys you were given," Larxene asked, standing far enough from him to establish a certain mood of seriousness--or that was her intent. "After all, you had that little Riku lookalike, didn't you? Perhaps that little child wouldn't turn up much of interest, but what about him? Or did you not look through their memories?"

That was a joke and she knew it--of course he would have looked through the memories of whoever he had been given, she would have done--had done--the same. It was just a matter of if he would or wouldn't admit to it.

"I looked through them," he assured her. "And I found nothing that needed to be dealt with." Nothing that needed to be dealt with immediately, after all. He didn't have an exact change of plan lain out as of yet, nothing that needed to be brought up. He was perfectly capable of creating a new one in time, but time was all he needed.

"Any particular reason you're asking these questions? If I thought it was important, I would have thought you'd trust me to tell you."

"You've been quiet about it," Larxene said, and kept watching him as if she might discern something even knowing that a Nobody's face could fall into complete blankness whenever its owner wished. "I trust you, but do you trust me?"

And while their partnership was always one of mutual deceit, to let that facade fall was dangerous.

"When there is nothing important about it, there's little to say," he replied simply. She could wait until he knew what to do. Impatient as she was, he had a feeling she could scrounge up just enough patience to carry her.

"When have I not?" he asked her, "I trust you more closely than I trust anyone. Although it doesn't sound like you trust me to be asking these questions." And, of course, he was telling the truth, at least, to some point. He didn't trust the others one bit, which only made sense considering what he planned to do. He at least had a partnership with Larxene, even if he would have to take care of her someday.

"I do trust you," Larxene said, purring now as was more usual of her, "more than the rest. But when you're silent, I wonder what you're planning."

It was the truth, and what had brought her here. She knew very well Marluxia was a schemer--after all, it was what had brought them together in the first place. She just didn't want to be on the receiving end of his schemes quite yet, even if it was inevitable in the end.

"Now? Nothing." Once again he was being honest, if only because he wasn't sure where to even begin. Though he couldn't blame her for being on her toes. Any sane person would. Any sane person who knew him, at least. "Don't tell me that's all you came here for."

"You're always planning something," Larxene said, moving closer--a sign she was more of her usual self, at least, and not so wary. "It's just a matter of if it's something I know about or not." She moved forward more, all but draping herself on him as she was wont to do. "But it's just the usual things, for now?"

Marluxia nodded. "The same things as always," he said to her, glad as he could be to see that she was acting more like he knew her to be.

Larxene, of course, was not one to let things go as easily as it seemed she was, and while she kept up her sweet demeanor, she still wondered if he was speaking the truth. Marluxia was always scheming, always looking for power. For now they were relatively equal, the youngest in the Organization (aside from Roxas, but he was a special case). But he had more power--more control--and sometimes she worried. Her smile was almost bordering on vicious.

"Prove you trust me," she said.

A pink eyebrow arched suspiciously as he regarded the Nobody before him, wondering why she was being so cautious over something so small. He hadn't told her what had happened with the experiments, no, but he didn't consider it something to be on edge about. "And how would you like me to do that?" he asked her, his head cocking slightly to the side as he continued to study her for any sort of clue.

Larxene circled him like a mouse, except it was more one predator circling the other, and then let herself slip closer, pressing almost up to his chest with a deceptively innocent smile. "You shouldn't take trust for granted, you know," she purred. "It's always good to renew it, yes? Surely you have an idea or two."

Take it for granted? He didn't know what she meant. Trust, after all, was nothing more than a tool and a fallacy for those who couldn't understand how to use it. Anyone could betray you at any time, it was only a matter of pulling the strings of another's trust to make sure such a thing didn't end up happening to you. Those who believed in it were often those whose strings were being pulled. That was a fact that only the puppetmasters could understand.

And he had one of those puppetmasters standing before him. He knew she was attempting to thicken the strings so she could better pull them, but he supposed he could give her enough.

Her face was dangerously close as he looked down at her and a slow, sly smile spread across his lips. "I might have a few ideas."

Larxene closed the distance even more, until her face was perhaps an inch from Marluxia's. Normally a very dangerous position to be in, and yet that was the entire point: a display of trust that neither would end up dead and their alliance was, therefore, intact. It was almost a pity she would have to end it once their goals had been accomplished. But, of course, if she didn't, he would, and she would hate to have Marluxia catch her off-guard.

"You've always been one for ideas," she purred.

Ideas... With her current proximity, a certain phrase was coming to mind, but whether or not it was what she had in mind, he didn't know. After a moment, he closed the distance, pressing his lips to hers and pulling her a little closer to him. After a few seconds, he pulled away, a hint of arrogance in his smirk and posture.

A bond of trust sealed with a kiss.

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