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PART 2- TOTALLY YOUTUBE-ULAR

Hours--no, days--of tremendous effort had left Vexen impatient and exhausted. So much calculating. Too much pouring. Numerous do-over's. Though he had dedicated his life to science, there was a point where it grew tedious. And this had crossed that point oh…twenty-something hours ago.

But it was finally about to pay off. He held in his hand perhaps, dare he say it, his life's work. Well, if you could call this life, anyway…he almost chuckled at his dry joke, then shook his head. These experiments were beginning to get to him.

Anyways, all he had to do was combine the contents in this beaker with the liquid in another one to reach completion. Should he be successful, the material produced would be proudly presented to the Superior, maybe momentarily stealing the limelight from that cocky Saix...

Er--what was getting to him? Perhaps it was the fumes...He shook his paranoia off and raised the beaker for pouring.

Utter concentration.

Deep breath.

No going back now. No mistakes. He could do this. He could do this…

He tipped it slowly, the contents rushing to the edge-

"SAY HELLO, VEXY!"

Vexen whirled about in surprise, the liquid sloshing out and all over the floor. He looked down stupidly in shock, it quickly growing into rage. Whoever had startled him was in for the worst kind of pain--

He snapped his head up to see Roxas and Axel, the latter equipped with a camera pointed in the Chilly Academic's direction.

"Wave to the camera!"

Number IV's face turned crimson. "What the devil do you think you're doing?"

"Filming you, duh," came the flippant reply.

"We're going to put the Organization on Youtube!" Roxas chimed in cheerfully.

Vexen had no idea what a Youtube was. He could care less. He only knew that he loathed it to his very core for being the key variable in destroying his experiment.

"Go. Away," he growled through clenched teeth. If they didn't follow his orders, so help him, things were going to turn very VERY ugly in mere milliseconds.

Axel waited to see if he'd do anything else film-worthy. Disappointed, he finally put the camera down and headed for the door. Roxas followed, bright as ever.

"Bye, Vexy!" he waved, "Hope we didn't interrupt anything important!"Number XIII looked back over the morning's footage as he and VIII stalked the halls. Superior lecturing at the morning meeting. Xigbar's target practice. Zexion rocking back and forth, mumbling about death and destruction and Fall Out Boy. Vexen flubbing his project and glowering.

"Man, Axel," he sighed and shook his head, "this is kind of lame."

"Eh, we'll find something," the unfazed pyro said with a shrug.

"Who should we try next, then?"

Axel considered the question for a moment. "How about Marly?"

Larxene sat in her favorite haunt--the Organization's library--reading her Marquis de Sade book. Today had been boring. Quiet. Perhaps too quiet...

The blonde gazed around shiftily. Where exactly where Axel and Roxas?

She finally shrugged and went back to her reading. The picture even of last week was still too fresh on her mind, so, naturally, she was still having a severe case of paranoia. Of course, according to the duo's unofficial schedule, she wouldn't be due for another helping of them for something along the lines of a week and a half. Thank goodness.

The Savage Nymph was well into the next chapter when Vexen busted in, livid.

"Those two..." he muttered, heading straight for the non-fiction section of the library. The woman didn't even bother to ask who he was referring to.

"What did they do this time?" she asked casually, flipping a page.

"Totally ruined my life's work for a tube!"

Larxene blinked. Tube? She wrinkled her eyebrows. "What?"

"They were filming me for some tube...You..tube?"

Ah. Not quite as technologically-challenged as her higher-up peer, she'd heard of Youtube. Vexen continued to rant. "And I'd been working for days! I was working with amounts of-"

He didn't even notice as she slipped out, determined to figure out where they were going next.

It should come as no surprise that the two camera men got side-tracked.

"Hey, wait," Roxas paused as they passed by Saix's door. "What about him?"

Axel looked at the entrance way. "Hmmm...If we could catch him going on about the moon, it might be worth it..."

So, blatantly ignoring the possibility that the Luna Diviner could lapse into a terrible rage and then whack 'em to death, they snuck in. Immediately, the pyro began rolling and whispered to his buddy.

"This is gold!"


In the gloom and utter despair of the castle's basement, in the miserable hole that was his room, Zexion heard a very inhuman roar."GIVE ME THAT VIDEO CAMERA!"

"RUN, AXEL!"

VIII and XIII tore out of the Luna Diviner's room and down the hall. Inches behind, Saix waved his claymore. For a moment the Flurry of Dancing Flames fancied he had wheels instead of feet.

The were around the corner and down the corridor when Axel realized someone stood in their path.

LARXENE! OUTTA THE WAY"

The woman froze.If we were to get into Larxene's head and look past the gruesome, sadistic notions she entertained, then the following scene would be played out like this:

'Well, so far, so good. Everything just looks white. White. White walls, white floors, white doors, white stairs...white. Not a bad color, really. It's surprisingly quiet. Maybe Vexen was wrong. Maybe the boys are in their room...

A yell. Right. Behind. Me.

Axel and Roxas running. Running? From what?

Why is Axel screaming my name? 'Out of the way?' He has no right to be so rude-

Hack.

Hackety hack hack.

Saix running headlong, right behind the two, swinging his little weapon.

Hmm...it appears my feet have decided to stop working... Ah, here comes Axel.'

Axel grabbed the Savage Nymph, hoisting her over his shoulder in an attempt to keep them from slowing to a halt.

"Nice of you to join us," he told her, somehow managing to be a smart-wad in the face of danger. Larxene bristled.

"What have you done?! We could be-we still MIGHT be-killed!"

"Later, Larxy," he cried, saving up his breath as he zoomed down the hall.

Axel's mind is not quite as sickening to look at. Censoring it just a bit--you would utter some choice words in this situation, would you not?--you'd get this:

'I'm dead. Saix is going to kill us. It's not going to be pretty. And if he doesn't get us, I'm gong to kill Roxas. It's all his fault. He was the one who wanted to go film in the weirdo's room.

Wow. Larxy's kind of light...Upside!

He shook his head and kept going.Saix's normally advanced thought processes were slightly less complex:

'Killtheintruderskilltheintrudersmakethempaymakethempaykilltheintruderskillthe-'

Farther up the hall, Roxas was mighty grateful of the four bowls of Lucky Charms and three bowls of Cocoa Puffs he'd had for breakfast. He had so much sugar to burn he could probably go like this all day.

His thought train was going down these tracks:

'Oh boy I love to run. I wander how fast Saix can run. His hair's kind of weird...it's blue, like that one unicorn in the Candy Mountain video. That was a hoot and a holler. Chaarrrlieeee. Maybe I should start calling Axel Charlie. That would be funny. Demyx would probably like that. Hey, where is Demyx? I haven't seen him all day. Oh, cool, there's a mirror on that wall over there. Never seen it before. I'm gonna go check it out. Guess I can stop running. Why was I, anyway?'

The blonde, oblivious to his possible death, walked up to the seemingly ordinary mirror. His reflection, with more sense than him, spoke:

"Run, Roxas, Run!"

Reasoning that you should always obey your reflection, the boy once again raced down the hall. Axel threw Larxene a glance of confusion, but decided that when you're half a person, being chased by a half-beast controlled by the moon, in a non-existent world, anything's possible.

"This is the strangest hour of my life, bar none," Larxene shouted over the Luna Diviner's frequent howls.

"This? Ah, this is nothing. You want to talk about strange, put a hyped-up on Mountain Dew Roxas in a room with shaving cream, a raccoon, 'couple of pineapples, and a blaring Hilary Duff CD."

Larxene didn't ask him to elaborate.

The strange party of four made their way down another hall, Saix showing no signs of stopping. The Savage Nymph could tell that VIII was tiring. There was no way she was going to die because of his carelessness.

"You're gonna have to portal!"

"We can't leave Roxas!"

The young boy seemed to be a mile ahead. "I think he'll be OK," she reassured."But-"

"PORTAL, YOU IDIOT!"

Axel halfway shrugged and did as requested.

Ending up on the other side of the castle, the pyro put the woman down and laughed with relief.

"Too bad we didn't get THAT on film!"

Number XII twitched, then kicked him sharply in the shin.


Xemnas was rather pleased at how there'd been no interruptions over the course of the day. As far as he knew, everyone was content and in the midst of rigorous training.

I pity the fool.

So he was rather surprised and--much more--annoyed when Vexen busted in and began screaming about Roxas and Axel disturbing him for some tube. He let him rave for a good ten minutes before speaking.

"What do you propose I do?"

"Kill them!" Unsurprisingly, that wasn't the first time he'd heard that about the two.

"That's quite impossible."

For a moment, the Chilly Academic was at a loss. "Well, perhaps I can administer my own sort of punishment for them?"

Anything to get him out of his hair. He fought the urge to roll his eyes. "As long as you don't cause them any severe pain..."

Vexen looked glum, then rubbed his hands together deviously and rushed out.

In less than a minute, he was replaced by Saix. From the wild look in his eyes, the Superior could tell he was coming down from one of his infamous fits.

"Axel and Roxas snuck into my room."

"And-?"

"Saw...something."

"Which was?"

"Nothing."

Xemnas looked at the Luna Diviner sternly. "Going into someone else's room is not worthy of punishment. If you won't tell me, nothing will happen to them." For this deed, anyway.

For a long moment Saix internally fought it out with his pride. He finally gave up and stormed out.

Xemnas told himself that the meeting had never happened.

Catching up with Axel and Larxene, Roxas found the latter looking at the footage in the camera. Axel looked up.

"Where's Saix?"

"Eh, he's off to go taddle."

"Oh well."

"Wait," Larxene put the camera down, "you don't care?"

"Not with footage like that."

"Best Youtube video ever."

Larxene cocked an eyebrow and pressed the play button, angling the apparatus so the two could watch. "Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I don't see anything."

She was right. You could hear noises, but they really didn't make any sense. VIII and XIII's faces fell. Roxas sighed.

"Dang it, Axel, you didn't take the lens cap off!"

Axel ran his fingers through is impossibly spiky hair and groaned.

"What was he doing anyway?" the Savage Nymph asked.

The two boys looked at her emotionlessly.

"You wouldn't believe us if we told you."

And they left it at that.


Still determined, the two cameramen crept into Marluxia's room, Larxene close behind. For some reason, she was getting curious. The trio darted behind the bed and watched some truly strange events unfold.

The strangely absent Demyx was now seated, bound into a chair. His hair was a mess of pigtails and one eye was covered in sparkly purple eyes hadow. He would've surely been screaming had there not been a gag in his mouth.

Marly was in the middle of a rather slip-shod makeup application, a weird smile on his face and humming under his breath. Grabbing the camera from Axel, Larxene began rolling.

"What has gotten into him?" Axel whispered.

Larxene didn't bother to answer, moving to a place behind a chair to get closer to the action. She was messing with the size adjustment when the Luna Diviner busted in.

Immediately catching sight of the two black-clad butts sticking halfway-out of the bed, Saix grabbed one foot of each guy. The Savage Nymph turned the camera on the two as they yelped in surprise.

"Hey, Marluxia, I think they want to play too." VII grinned wider as the boys protested.

The Graceful Assassin glance at Demyx, the other two, then Demyx again. He finally cracked a smile and untied number IX. The poor guy ran down the hall, rubbing at his face furiously.

Despite desperately struggling, Axel and Roxas were dragged to two different chairs and tied up and gagged. The Luna Diviner was even kind enough to assist number XI as they began the task.

Larxene couldn't keep the camera from shaking. The boys were going to get a great Youtube video, alright. She smothered another giggle. This was the most fun she'd had in a very long time.

The Melodious Nocturne busted into Xemnas' room, out of breath. His face was a colorful, runny mess.

"Axel and Roxas-"

Xemnas held up a hand. "Don't wanna hear it."

"You don't understand!" he cried desperately.

"I believe I do."

"But they-"

"OUT!" Xemnas pointed to the exit. Demyx truly had a problem on his hands. Save his friends and possibly get fried? Or walk away like a coward like he usually did?

Right then.

He backed out and headed for the nearest mirror. This makeup was a nightmare to get off.

FIN--FOR NOW