Marluxia

Marluxia's voice. Larxene couldn't suppress a squeak. Oh god, of all the people to see her like this, exposed and alongside Namine of all people, the brat she was meant to be keeping in line-

She wriggled slightly, unable to move far. She whimpered, almost feeling his eyes on her behind like something tangible, fully aware of how she must look. Pert backside in the air, so much pale skin exposed, tits bare under her... Another squeak escaped her lips.

"Marluxia," Namine said, more coolly.

She might have been able to turn her head to face him, but she really didn't want to. She kept her head down, cheeks bright red. It didn't stop her brain filling in the blanks as to how he must be looking at her.

"So more of us are in this Game. I shouldn't be surprised." Wait, that wasn't Marluxia's voice! She squeaked again.

"I did see Vexen and Xigbar on the first day," Marluxia said. "And partenered with Luxord then as well. I see you found... someone else."

Larxene whimpered again. Oh god, could he just leave? She didn't want to talk to him right now! Not when she was naked, and definitely not when she was stuck in this embarrassing pose.

"One moment," Namine said. She turned back, prodding at a couple of the pins still resting on Larxene's back.

They weren't at all painful or uncomfortable. Namine just seemed to like the excuse to have Larxene bend over. She turned a couple over, peering at the designs on the top. Today's mission wanted a specific pin after all.

Eventually she looked back. As well as all the exposure she had planned for Larxene, making Marluxia wait seemed to entertain this heartless version of her too.

"I've been trying to make her wait around in a few places but it hasn't worked," Namine said. "No surprise we haven't run into you sooner."

"...Indeed," Marluxia said.

"Nothing to say Larxene?" Luxord said. "Does make a change."

She bit her tongue, whimpering. Oh when they were alive again, she was going to let them have it...

She squealed much more audibly when Namine patted her back, and flushed even deeper.

"I suppose this is not an appropriate time to stay and discuss matters," Marluxia said. He exhaled. "I am curious about today's mission though. Will you continue to search this side of the crossing? We will look elsewhere."

"Asking me for help?" Namine said.

"Actually I was asking her," Marluxia said.

There was a pause. Larxene could imagine that quirk of Namine's eyebrows, no doubt catching Marluxia as off-guard as it had her.

Part of her wondered what he'd given up. A memory of a loved one maybe, or maybe just his hair. He had put way too much effort into that. Whatever it was, she doubted it was nearly as embarrassing as what this Game had made her entry fee.

She bit her lip. Damn it.

"I'm asking you though," Luxord interjected. "You clearly know something about games."

"About being a piece in one," Namine said. She seemed gratified though. "You search somewhere else. Somewhere farther away."

"Indeed," Marluxia said. He paused, and Larxene could just imagine him looking at her ass. "A... pleasure Larxene."

She whimpered as he walked out; she heard his footsteps. She also heard, after what felt like forever, Namine declaring the pin they needed wasn't here.

The instant her psychokinetic grip lessened, Larxene forgot about vengeance. She scrambled as best she could to her feet and focus directly on the door, wanting to ignore entirely the busy crowd in the department store. Don't think about them, don't think about how much they must have seen, for how long for, don't think about what they would be thinking...

Stumbling out onto the street, Larxene whimpered again. God, how was being nude on a busy street a _relief _now? She inhaled, clutching her arms once more over her front as Namine walked out.

"Shall we keep going?" the girl said.

"You little-" Larxene began, then faltered when she remembered they were still close to the doorway. She settled for glowering.

Namine said nothing. Instead she started walking away, a slight spring in her head from how Larxene was still shaking slightly.

Damn it, she was meant to be better than this, and instead she was reduced to an embarrassed mess. Then again she wasn't meant to be in this situation! She was meant to be recompleted, not running around a city in who-knows-where stark naked! Especially not with a brat who'd decided to get her **** by humiliating her.

Not that she had a choice. She just needed to get through this...

Namine was already most of the way down the street. Larxene yelped and hurried after her, the red barely fading from her cheeks. Especially now she'd run into Marluxia, who knew how many more in the crowd would be Players?

They passed a shop; Larxene darted to the other side of the street, still glaring. She threw a crackle of lightning to **** Namine away, breathing in relief as Namine went into the shop.

Hopefully she was out of range. Though, just in case... Larxene hurried a little way down the street, flushing furiously as someone brushed past her. Tentatively she crouched behind a car and waited impatiently.

She hunched forwards slightly, knees bent and waist orienting her so that her head wasn't visible over the top of the van. Her ass still felt like it was sticking out far too much, especially after what she'd just been through, pale curve of skin bared to the air. Just her arm concealed her tits, doing a poor job of it, especially with gravity making them spill out just slightly over her slender forearm.

She was still sure to slide one hand between her legs, holding it there with her hips to make extra sure Namine couldn't make her expose her pussy. Again.

Larxene whimpered, risking a glance over the van to see what Namine was doing.

Eventually the girl emerged. She shrugged, waved, and kept walking up the street. Larxene took a deep breath.

This felt like it was taking forever. The first couple of days she'd gotten through so quickly, now she was being led on a nude tour of the city! Still, at least she'd gotten out of that one shop.

And then they left the crowded streets briefly. Larxene squealed, picking up her pace to hurry past Namine; rather than being in the more cramped parts of the city, they were crossing through an open path. The last thing she wanted was to be out in the open!

She sprinted, bare feet pattering against the ground, and not sure whether or not she was relieved by the time she made it back to a street. The buildings made her feel less exposed to the open world, but there were still so many more people gathered around. She crouched slightly.

She knew this place at least. She'd battled the... thing there earlier; her cheeks heated up at the memory.

"Look, another shop," Namine said. "Want to come with me this time?"

"Stop being such a-"

"Are you sure?" Namine said. "Looks like it's selling clothes too."

"It's-" Larxene began, and faltered.

Fuck, why hadn't she thought of that? Had it just been some part of her entry fee, or had she just been too distracted? Larxene glanced over to the shop, through the window. It was less busy than the department stores, sure.

And if it was selling clothes...

"Even if I wanted to ask you for a thing, you wouldn't get some would you?" Larxene said.

Namine smirked.

No, of course not. Bitch. If she wanted to have even a hope of getting dressed, she'd need to voluntarily go into a place where even more people could see her. Larxene swallowed.

Alternatively she could just get through four more days and hope it never got this bad again...