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Home Improvement-
When they returned to the house, the cars were loaded with paints, furniture and house essentials.
Xemnas was all over the place telling people where to put what in the main rooms. He wanted these rooms to be done before the bedrooms for "guest purposes".
Lexeaus was supporting a burgandy couch with Xaldin's help, waiting for the leader to tell them where to put it.
"Over there," he suggested pointing at the middle of the rooms floor.
With deep breaths, Lexeaus and Xaldin dropped it right there. Xemnas studied the room for a minute when this last piece of furniture was placed.
"It's good!" he decided with a laugh of satisfaction following." I love it!" Xemnas smiled.
Roxas, who was coming up with a couch pillow the color of magenta, stopped in his tracks. He had never seen Xemnas smile. Not like how he was now. The again, Xemnas was just really happy right now but Roxas knew he would go back to somewhere close to his normal self in a few days. (A/N: I apologize if you are finding Xemnas OOC.)
Roxas placed the pillow on the couch.
"No!" Xemnas hissed, leaping towards the three seat chair with his arms extended toward it. Then he covered his eyes. "It clashes horribley! Take it off! Off!"
" Alright!" Roxas huffed. He rolled his eyes as he carried this pillow upstairs. He stopped by Larxene's room to see her painting her space pink.
"You're coloring your room pink?" Roxas choked.
The blond turned around. "Well, yeah!" What's wrong with that?"
"Uhh..." Roxas wasn't sure. The former sadist was now a more happier person that Roxas would find comfort in on occasion. Sure Larxene still likes pissing people off, but not as bad as she did when she was a nobody. In reality they had all changed a bit.
Roxas shuddered when he thought about Xemnas. He shrugged it off. He offered the pillow to Larxene after an awkwrad silence.
"Sure, I'll have it. Just put it on the floor for now," Larxene said returning to her paint job.
Roxas then went next door to his room.
Demyx was painting their room a medium blue. It was a great color and Roxas couldn't argue with it. The boy with the mullet was almost done when he thought he was done for sure. Demyx isn't an idiot, he's just immature and slow, people.
Demyx had painted around his sitar that was leaning against the wall and Roxas' skateboard next to it.
"You missed a spot." Roxas informed.
"Huh?" Demyx breathed.
Roxas went over to his skateboard and knocked it to the floor along with Demyx's sitar.
"Wha-! You could've ruined my sitar!" Demyx exclaimed but then noticed the parts he missed. "Oh."
Demyx quidkly went over it with a paint brush. He crossed his arms with the paintbrushstill in his hand, clumsily causing him to ruin his plain white shirt.
"Oh darn!" he said. " Tell Xemnas we need to go clothes shopping after we're done with the house.
No kidding. The former Organization only came to this neighborhood with their prized possessions and the clothes on their backs.
While Roxas went to do Demyx's bidding, Zexion walked into the room casually.
"Nice color you and Roxas got here Demyx," Zexion said cooly. " 'Cause mine's blue too but with a hint of grey, you know." He smiled at Demyx.
Usually these two would have a pretty hard time starting a convo. Demyx is so ditsy but Zexion on the other hand was pretty mature for (let's assume) nineteen.
But here was Zexion talking to Demyx.
"Have you seen Axel's room?" Zexion asked.
"Isn't it connected to the other side of Larxene's room. I haven't seen it yet but I can guess the color," Demyx replied.
"Red," the both said laughing as if they'd been buddies for a long time.
Zexion glanced down, focusing on the paint job on the other's shirt. "I see you got paint on your shirt. That's not good."
"Yeah, I just Roxas to go tell Xemnas we need to go shopping," Demyx said.
"That's cool," Zexion replied.
After his response, the two stood there in awkward silence.
Awkward...
"So, I'll see you later, then," Zexion said. He then strolled out quietly.
Zexion went to Xigbar's room.
"Zexion," the older man said.
"Yeah?"
"What are you doing in my room?" Xigbar questioned. " Don't you have something better to do like go to college?"
Zexion sunk his hands in his pockets, grinning."What are you talking about, Xigbar?" he responded, nearly laughing. "You don't even have a job. I'm going next year!"
Zexion left the room after that, running his fingers through his colorless bangs. As Xigbar watched him leave the room, he began to grow insecure. Why don't I have a job?
Thoughts of all the possible reasons why ran through his head.
"What an ego maniac," Xigbar muttered to himself.
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Later on, when all the furniture was put away, Axel collasped on his bed staring at the red ceiling. He began to think... When are we going shopping? I only have one pair of jeans and a shirt. And I'm wearing it!
Xemnas had told everyone had told everyone that they were going shopping earlier but now it was noon. Dinner time.
Axel's tummy rumbled. He placed a hand on his slim stomach and thought about dinner. Something char-grilled would be nice. Or barbecue...
Suddenly, the door slowly opened, revealing Xemnas at the door with a cooking apron over a simple shirt and jeans.
"Dinner's ready!" he sang out.
Axel stood up galring at Xemnas.
"What?" Xemnas asked preplexed. "What's wrong?"
The red head raised his arm at both sides, hoping to call his flaming chakrams and hurl them at the older man. But nothing happened.
Xemnas stared at Axel calmly but he was also clueless.
I forgot! Axel thought in frustration. I'm human again. I can't use fire!
"Wait..." Axel murmured. He grabbed a tan throw pillow from his modern two seat chair and a lighter he used on his cinnimon canles when he wanted to chill.
A look of insane amusement suddenly appeared on Axel's face as he lit the pillow and it caught on fire.
Xemnas just stood there watching the pillow burn.
"What was I THINKING!" Axel laughed, forgetting his intention of throwing the pillow at Xemnas and burning him." OF COURSE I CAN USE FIRE!"
The pyromaniac turned to Xemnas grinning from ear to ear. " I CAN USE FIRE!'' He said loudly, his voice unsteady. "I CAN USE- OUCH!"
Axel, feeling the haet of the fire, dropped his pillow causing his shirt to catch on fire. It burned through his shirt, scarring his chest before he could make the fire go out.
He winced as his upper torso seared in pain. It had all happened so quickly that Xemnas had only progressed to the middle of the room.
Xemnas watched Axel hold himself while sitting on the bed.
"Do SOMETHING, DAMMIT! PLEASE! I'm still burning!" Axel ordered through clenched teeth.
Doing as he was told, Xemnas scurried out of the room. In a short time, he returned with a small block of ice and a rollof bandages. Axel grabbed this block of ice after taking his shirt of. He held it to himself until his fingers began to grow numb. Then, Xemnas began to wrap the bandages aound Axel's wound.
"Thanks Xemnas," Axel whispered. "But if you woulda taken us shopping I wouldn't have burned myself."
"Oh... Now I remember!" Xemnas said going into an odd fit of laughter. "Sorry, I spent the extra time on the guest bedrooms. There's two of them."
"But I thought there was only twelve bedrooms in the house!" Axel cried.
"I lied," Xemnas simply said. " Vexen and I just wanted to see what would happen if there was thirteen of us in twelve rooms."
Axel gaped at the man in disbelief. What was wrong with him? He grabbed Xemnas and strangled the poor guy until he collasped to the floor and fell unconscious.
Of course that was only in Axel's thoughts. "Well let's go done and eat!" Xemnas was fine.
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"That's some good Caesar salad, Xemnas," Marluxia stated after his third serving.
"Why don't you eat meat?" Lexaeus asked from the super large dining table.
"I eat meat. Only chicken and bacon. I just won't eat any other meat."
"What about the time you ate that three meat lasagna?" Larxene asked giggling. " Just admit it Marly. You love meat!"
Roxas leaned towards Marluxia. "Is it me," the blond whispered into the listener's ear, "or is Larxene more, uh, more different?"
Marluxia shrugged. '' Don't know?" He turns to Larxene. " What are you talking about, Larxene? I don't eat meat." He then faced the pasta. " Never had the stuff- Xaldin , oh, can you pass the lasagna please? I love that stuff!"
"What?" went Roxas. "Wha-"
"Roxas!" Marluxia barked. "Are you alright?"
"Wha...? I don't understand..." Roxas pronounced slowly with a dazed expression. " You said... Wha..?"
"You confused the little guy!" Lexaeus accused. " So do you eat meat or not! Do you? DO YOU!" he hollered. He found himself standing fom his seat so he quickly sat down. Than stood up again to say something but Zexion pulled him down.
"Quit overreacting! I think Roxas is okay!"
"Huh?" Roxas said. He appeared as if he was about to pass out.
"Roxas has a brain fart! Roxas has a brain fart!" Demyx chanted like a little three year-old, while clapping his hands merrily.
"Shuwup, Demyx!" Marluxia managed through a mouth full of lasagna.
Sai'x wanted to straighten this whole situation out. "Okay Marluxia. It's your fault Roxas is..." Sai'x looked at Roxas. He was gazing at the cieling like he was only half aware of his existence. Then he slowly closed one eye, which scared Larxene a bit. Yet she was slightly fascinated...
"Roxas is... fine," Marluxia lied, knowing in his heart that Roxas was not indeed fine.
Larxene straightened herself up from the table and paced around the dining table. She finally stopped in front of the suffering boy. "Marly." She swiftly turned to face the pink haired man. "Tell me if this is not the face of a boy suffering a category five, out of five, brain fart," Larxene interrogated.
Marluxia bit his lip. He couldn't look at his twelve companions. Especially not Roxas.
Suddenly he couldn't hide anymore. "Okay! It's true. I'm glad you admitted it, Marly," Vexen said. "But why did you confuse Roxas?"
"I didn't do it purposely! I just didn't want people to know I eat meat! As a gardener I feel like you guys are expecting me to be a veggie-tarian."
" 'Veggie-tarian?'" Everyone else but Roxas repeated.
Xaldin, Luxord and Xigbar laughed.
" 'Veggie-tarian?" Xigbar repeated once more. "Dude, you're kidding right?'
"Shush!" Larxene hissed. " The only way the brain fart will be cured is if you, Marly" -Maluxia pointed at himself- " tell Roxas the truth!" That way he will no longer be confused. But if you don't, he'll be like this for the next half hour."
At that the pink haired man turned to Roxas and straighted him up. Was he limp?
"Roxas," he began. " I have a confession."
"Huh?" went Roxas weakly. His gaze was unfocused. The boy was deep in thought, trying to straighten out this knot that was Marluxia's diet.
''I'm not a vegetarian."
Roxas blinked twice, returning to reality at the same time. "You lied to us?"
In shame Marluxia gazed at the floor. " I'm sorry."
Following that was pure silence.
But soon that silence was broken by Axel. " So, um, does anyone have an extra shirt?" Axel asked sitting shirtless behind a dinner plate. "There' a sorta draft and I'm getting cold guys." He smiled awkwardly at his friends. Soon that smile faded when Axel saw no one responding.
"Never mind."
Next Chappie is even better. Shampoo and Shopping Sprees. :3
