Ok. I'm reeeeeeeallly supposed to be working on another fic(Ninja in England), but I've decided to take a break from it cuz I can't think of anything to happen... kinda-ish. Any ideas on it, msg. me! ^.^ Anyway, I started working on this a year ago, but for undisclosed reasons, I couldn't use my laptop. Now I have it back. And I love writing this story. Alot. So I hope you love reading! ;)

Vexen was pissed. REALLY FREAKING PISSED. Not even Saix was messing with him. Why was Vexen pissed? Well, it had to do with a rather obnoxious silver haired remnant. Loz, to be specific.

That vomitous mass be damned, the blonde didn't care how nice his ass looked in those leather pants, he hoped Satan stuck his pitchfork right up his-

"VESHEN!! I NEED HULP!!! MY TUG IS SHTUCK ON DA ICE COOB TAY!!!!!!!!" called a nasally voice from the kitchen.

The scientist sighed and called back "Demyx, run hot water over the side of the tray that your tongue is stuck to."

"OH OKAY SHANX!" Demyx replied.

Idiot, Vexen thought. He rolled his eyes and continued to think his angry thoughts. Vexen's mind replayed the freakish events of the last month.

FLASHBACK

Vexen yawned and glanced at his clock. 1:57 am. Only three more minutes. He added the crystals he had been growing over the last few months to the compartment on the side of the circular metal frame. The simple frame would hopefully connect him to Midgar, and suck anyone within a five foot radius through the portal. Straight to his lab. Then, the clock beeped. 2:00 am. Vexen squealed and plugged in the machine. It whirred and shook. Soon, a blurry image appeared. An empty sidewalk. Suddenly, a pair of legs in black slacks and a long white coat appeared. The picture became distorted and Vexen panicked. 'Was this supposed to happen!?' He didn't know. HE DIDN'T KNO- *BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* A rather bewildered man was dumped on the lab floor. His raven hair was disheveled, the round glasses perched on his nose crooked. The white lab coat he wore read 'Professor Hojo, ShinRa Inc.'. So he's a scientist! Vexen thought excitedly. The man looked around and started to say something when the machine caught fire. 'SHIT!'Vexen cried. He tackled the man and then... *KABOOSHAKAPOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* The largest explosion Vexen had ever seen in all his years of being a scientist had just occurred. Vexen was panting and the edges of his black robe were singed. He glanced around what was left of his lab and groaned. 'DAAAMN! Xemnas is gonna be furious.' He thought aloud. The man underneath him cleared his throat. 'Would you mind getting off of me?' He asked politely. Vexen realized he was still on top of him. 'Well, how awkward!' The blonde thought. He got up and as he studied the man the tips of his ears turned red. He was pretty handsome. Wait, What the HELL was he thinking!? He didn't even know this guy. Vexen hid his blush by turning around and calling 'Hey! Follow me. We have to hide you from Xemnas.' The other man looked as if he were going to ask a question, but Vexen simply held up his hand and said 'It's all for science.' The black haired man smirked and replied 'Wonderful. I simply LOVE a good experiment...'

FLASHBACK END

Vexen smiled at the happy memory, though it was a sad smile. But, he was The Chilly Academic. He didn't have feelings. What he did have, was a particular set of skills attained over a long existence. That, and a thirst. A thirst... for Gatorade.

Heh, yeah, a wtf story... WHATEVZ! XDDD Review pleeeeeease!