Saïx was getting tired. He had finished his assignment for the day: de-bugging the main computer which had been filled with viruses and spyware from Xigbar searching for surfboards online. That had taken nearly all day for the computer had completely crashed and had even lost the Windows Vista Ultimate that Xemnas had paid several thousand munny for. Installing all the programs back on including Halo II and Limewire, took only an hour once the computer was completely clean of viruses.
Saïx had left the computer room with Zexion and Lexaeus excited to be playing Halo again after having a withdraw of ten hours. Immediately as Saïx trudged from the room, he heard Zexion's frustrated snarl of, "You're not seriously using a Warthog?!" Saïx shook his head at the fanatic's yelp of surprise of Lexaeus's weapon.
His back was stiff and shoulders cramped from sitting all day long. He began wondering if he should go for a few laps in the gymnasium pool to loosen up, but it was new moon and his energy was extremely low so he might ending up drowning. He didn't feel like repeating last month's episode at New moon.
He had forgotten to hold his breath since he was so tired and he inhaled some water. Naturally, Demyx who had nothing better to do than listen to Ravi Shankar and play popular songs on his sitar, was doing laps around the Olympic sized pool. Seeing that Saïx wasn't moving, he dogpaddled over and shook the Luna Diviner. The sky haired man didn't respond. With no hesitation, Demyx's lifeguard side took over and he dragged the short man onto the floor. "Aw man…come on Saïx, wake up," Demyx pleaded and shook Saïx. "Ngh…I wish Larxene wasn't afraid of water…" He checked for a pulse, which there was none and he was forced to do the one thing he was hoping to avoid. He leaned over and positioned his mouth right over Saïx's and blew. Demyx had been a lifeguard and surfer in his human's life, but never had to do CPR on a man.
A moment later, after seven breaths and several sets of compressions, Saïx's eyes opened wide and yellow with berserk energy. The scar on his face thickened and bore jagged edges. He sat up abruptly, fangs bare and hair standing up on end like an enraged cat. The sudden outburst made Demyx jump and he fell backwards into the pool. Saïx quickly calmed himself down and looked around. He coughed up water and then put a hand to his head. "Ugh…"
Demyx's head popped for the water. "You okay, Saïx? You almost died."
Saïx blinked, eyes bloodshot from chlorine. He coughed again. "Yeah…I'm good for now," he said with a voice like a rattlesnake's tail. "Did…I attack you?"
"Almost. Don't worry about it. Just don't swim on a new moon, dud, it'll kill ya next time," Demyx warned and dove backwards.
Back to the present, Saïx didn't want the embarrassment of having to be resuscitated again. He would have to skip the exercise for the night. A nice hot bath would be nice, he thought to himself.
So he did. Being second in command, he got his own bathroom while the other members save for Xemnas and Larxene had to shares bathrooms. Saïx had a Jacuzzi in his bathroom which he liked to fill halfway with scolding hot water and the other half with bubbles. Sitting in the tub with his feet sticking out, he groaned at the sharp pain in his tailbone. Sitting the way he always did would be enough to make anyone's rear hurt.
The hot water soothed his stiff muscles and he didn't get out until he felt like rubber. With a white towel wrapped around his waist, he stepped out into the hall to head to his room. He was met Vexen who had the same idea. The blonde nobody had a towel around his waist and his long hair was wet and combed back away from his face instead of having the bangs on the sides. Saïx was surprised. Vexen actually showered for once in the past two weeks. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Vexen showered every day like most of the others with one problem. He never seems to get clean for when he turns on the water, he forgets to lower the strength of his powers and the water turns to ice on his skin. However, tonight, he obviously had a successful shower.
Anyhoo, Vexen's lips played a slight smirk as he passed his superior. Saïx glanced back briefly, but the Chilly Academic had already slipped into his room. He didn't like what the crazed scientist was up to lately. Vexen had seldom been out of his room where his laboratory was at and when he was, it was only to raid the freezer, shower, or because Xemnas had ordered him out to do something.
After moment of awkwardly standing in the hall, doing nothing, Saïx turned the doorknob slowly as to not make it squeak. He pressed his back against the wall and kicked the door open. He peeped inside the darkened chamber. There was no moon to shine through the window so seeing was nearly impossible. He gazed about, eyes narrow and suspicious. All those James Bond movies had had watched in his spare time were beginning to pay off.
"Saïx?" asked a perplexed voice from behind. The Luna diviner turned slowly. It was the Whirlwind of Six Lances. Xaldin had just got back from Fantastic Sam's where he had his dreadlocks redone. Larxene hadn't done a good job the first time. He stepped forward. "What are you doing?"
Saïx straightened up. "Mr. Popsicle is up to something and I don't like it."