Okay, so I felt like uploading one of my stories, even if I think they suck. This is MarVex, this is shounen ai, and if you don't like the pairing, don't read it.

There will also be hints of other pairings, such as Xigbar/Demyx, Saix/Xemnas, Roxas/Namine (and stalker Axel). There might be more, less, eh.

Rated T for language and shounen ai in later chapters.

Disclaimer: As much as I would love to own Marluxia, I don't own him or any of the other characters mentioned in this story. They belong to their respectful writers/producers.

Excuse any OOC-ness of Vexen or Marluxia, and any grammatical errors. I haven't written in a while…

-Mo

Experiment

A soft sizzling noise rang through a large, pale colored laboratory, quickly followed by a putrid stench. The scientist creating the concoction covered his nose and mouth with a small mask, leaning close to the base of the beaker. He let out a satisfied grunt, and then leaned over the silver desk to grasp another beaker of a strange violet color. As the scientist proceeded to pour the purple, sweet-smelling liquid into the other, he felt a soft tug at the base of his neck, pulling his long, sandy-blond hair out of his way. He froze, unwilling to look back at the intruder, who was obviously enjoying pulling the soft hair into a ponytail.

A soft tune rose over the quiet sizzling of the unfinished potion, the person behind the scientist humming 'Hey there Delilah' to themselves. The blond sighed, and brought himself to turn around, interrupting the process of his hair being tied up, leaving it dangling in an unfinished knot at his shoulder blades.

"Marluxia, leave. Now," He growled at the man behind him, who put on a rude pout.

"Why?" Marluxia questioned, breaking the relaxing tune and crossing his arms over his chest in a huff.

"Because I don't want you interrupting me, and I have to finish this," The older man said rudely, gesturing to the still incomplete potion.

"Pfft. You never finish anything, so what should make me believe that you would actually finish this one, hmm?" the rose-brunet inquired, leaning over to rest his elbows on the silver table, shaking quite a few things on the table as well. He offered a smile, which was curved in an almost sinister way, daring the blond to continue his project.

The blond sighed angrily and tugged the mask from his face. "Marluxia, out!" he barked as he thrust his finger towards the cracked open door.

The brunet stood stiffly, raising a hand to his forehead in a salute, "Marluxia, out!" he repeated, mimicking a conversation between walkie-talkies. He turned around sharply, and marched to the door. As he reached the doorknob, he relaxed his shoulders, and brought his arms across his chest. He tilted his head backwards, as to get an angled look at the other. "Vexen, has that ever gotten rid of me?" he said quietly, smiling slyly.

Vexen growled, pulling the mask back over his face, while muttering incoherently. "Fine! Just don't bother me." He barked, pushing his chair closer towards the desk.

He could almost hear the giddy expression that slapped itself onto Marluxia's face, who pranced over to the desk. He leaned over, supporting his hand on his knee, the other brought to his lips in a 'shhh' expression. He winked and watched the scientist twitch angrily before continuing his work.

Silently and slowly, Vexen poured the sweet, purple liquid into the other beaker, a satisfied expression crawling into his eyes at the chemical reaction. The two chemicals boiled for a moment, the purple one eating into the darker chemical. A raunchy smell erupted from the beaker as the dark liquid was devoured completely by the purple, leaving only a boiling substance left in the over used beaker.

Vexen smiled contentedly, leaning back in his chair and tugging the mask off. He glanced over, almost forgetting the unusually quiet brunet's presence. When he saw the confused expression on Marluxia's face, he sighed and lifted the purple beaker. "See this?" He asked, receiving a distant nod from Marluxia, "This is a substance I created, able to eat through almost any other substance… It has very mixed properties, allowing it to counter whatever it comes in contact with. I would go into further detail, but you already look so confused, I might just feel bad." Vexen grinned, swirling the purple liquid in the container smugly.

"It's not like I'm dumb, Vexen, I just didn't waste my life studying hopelessly… Why can't we just cut the enemy up?" Marluxia mumbled in response, leaning his chin on the table, having ended up sitting on his knees to get a better view of the reaction.

Vexen snorted at that, "At least I didn't spend my time gardening, a completely useless hobby." He retorted, placing the smoking beaker back in its holder. "And, I'm sure it never occurred to you that not all enemies can be simply, 'cut up'. They're not all as simple-minded and defenseless as you." He spat, intentionally deepening his insult.

Marluxia stood roughly at that, sending a horrid glare Vexen's way. "Are you criticizing my hobbies, Einstein?!" he growled, clearly offended.

"No, 'useless' is a compliment, Marly!" Vexen stood as well, matching Marluxia in height.

Instead of a crude remark, Marluxia's expression calmed, and his eyes drifted down to the previous potion. "You say that stuff eats through anything?" he asked quietly, reaching down to pick up the beaker gingerly.

"Yes, it does, and don't touch!" Vexen replied heatedly, reaching to swat the beaker out of Marluxia's hand.

A smug grin appeared on his face, just before the searing liquid splashed on Vexen's science table, spilling its contents across the table, dissolving the metal itself, and various other chemicals' beakers. The result was a smelly, messy, bubbling, and steaming pile of chemicals that were slowly eating at the smooth tile floor.

Vexen's bewildered expression entertained Marluxia, as the frazzled blond's gaze shot back from the dissolving puddle, to Marluxia's smug expression again and again. "Wha- You- Eh- MARLUXIA!" the blond shouted, his hands groping for any heavy metal object he could find on his other desks, finding a large alcohol burner. He flicked the burner's switch, the flame flickering on and off, thrusting it into the giggling brunet's face with many grunts and 'Shoo!'s , making noises as if he were attempting to scare off a bear.

Marluxia's laugh deepened, and he exited the room with a slam of the heavy door. His laughter continued as Vexen's 'Nyeah! Shoo!'s could still be heard in the other room. 'Stupid old freak…' the brunet thought to himself, the amused smile fading from his face as he turned to leave.

He almost felt guilty, each time he interrupted and ruined one of Vexen's experiments, and usually scolded himself for feeling so. He believed Vexen brought the pain upon himself, insulting him as he usually does. Marluxia was used to the insults, but still seemed extraordinarily offended when they were aimed at him from Vexen.

"Feh.." Marluxia mumbled, continuing to walk down the empty corridor, headed towards his section of the castle.

So that's the end of Chapter one! Sorry it's so short! The other chapters will hopefully be longer (if I get off my lazy butt and get some writing inspiration!) Please review and tell me of any spelling or grammatical mistakes I should correct/work on. I can't improve if I don't know what I'm doing wrong!

If you're going to criticize me, though, do it right. Aim flames at the walls, because they'll listen more than I will.