This will be a series of short stories I'll be writing involving Organization XIII.
Most of these were written at midnight, and then I typed them up later.
This means that they will be completely RANDOM! I write my weirdest stuff around midnight.
So, enjoy and reviews are greatly appreciated. (I'll give you a cookie)

What's That Smell?

"Come on, Puppy- it's time to see the vet!" said Demyx as he pushed Saix out the door.

"Do…Not…Want the vet!" he growled.

Demyx had a weird effect on Saix. Whenever they were together, he would turn into a puppy.

But not a normal one.

Saix would become a ferocious werewolf puppy, growling at the other Organization members as he protected his little friend. No one knew why Demyx transformed him, and they had given up on trying to "cure" him.

When Demyx wasn't around, Saix was his usual, sarcastic self. Not to mention a kiss-up to the Superior.

"But Puppy," Demyx whined. "The vet doesn't want to hurt you, you know that." He broke into a grin but Saix wasn't reassured. He tore away from him and hid under the couch in the living room.

Demyx was worried. When his Puppy was seriously scared, he would hide for hours. When the Organization finally got him out, it was usually too late.

Too late for a potty break, anyway. The smell hung around the castle for days.

Demyx sighed and decided to tell the vet he would have to bring Saix back another time.

He abandoned the puppy under the couch and ran upstairs.

"Vexen?" he yelled. "Puppy won't come out."

Vexen came around the corner, fully clothed in medical attire.

"Is that so? What a shame." his eyes seemed to dart around nervously. " He's hopeless in that state. I'll have to wait for when he's really himself again before I-"

"Puppy will hide under that couch all day."

"That's not what I meant." said Vexen with a gleam in his eye.

Demyx and Vexen continued up the stairs together. Vexen kept Demyx quiet by chattering about experiments that Demyx cared nothing about.

" ..And so," continued Vexen. "That is why you never stare Xigbar directly in the eye."

Demyx looked at him. "Why were you staring at him?"

"Hush boy. It was…all for the good of science." Vexen stood in the laboratory's doorway. Demyx noticed something that caught his eye.

"What is that?" he raised his eyebrows. A large, deadly looking weapon sat on the floor in the middle of the room.

"Uh-nothing." Vexen pushed Demyx away and tightened his coat.

"That's not meant for Puppy, is it?"

There was an awkward silence.

"…no." Vexen lied.

Demyx blinked and started to walk away. He was unaware of what Vexen was capable of.

"Okay then." he said. "Oh, hi Larxene!"

The only female member of Organization XIII came down the stairs, her boots clanking as she walked. She waited for demy to leave before she spoke.

"Hullo, Vexen." she pursed her lips.

"Larxene."

The two simply stared at each other for a few moments. Larxene wanted to intimidate him, but apparently the scientist was deep inside his own mind.

"Well, bye." Larxene sneered and continued down the stairs.

"Mmmhm." Vexen looked both directions and backed into his lab.

Downstairs, Larxene popped off her high-heeled boots and sat on the couch.

"Rapist." she muttered under her breath. At least someone knew what was going on.

She didn't sit for long before a strong odor reached her nose.

" What the hell is that?" she gagged.

Larxene left the room as quickly as she could, trying to force down a feeling of nausea. Saix Puppy poked his head out from underneath the couch and whimpered.

Too late.