Right again another chapter I could've uploaded if it wasn't for the fact the FF was playing up, so Vexen is going insane, or thinks Marluxia isn't being normal.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom hearts and whatever else.

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I was running quickly through the halls, stumbling to the floor whimpering, "Oh please don't kill me!" I cried, looking up at the blonde with fearful eyes.
"Why not a life for a life, Marluxia." Vexen hissed, glaring at me, eyes stern.
"You look so pitiful, now you know how I feel, your turn to die here and now!" Vexen brought his shield down on my head.
Marluxia woke up panting heavily with wide eyes, looking over at the bed where Vexen lay sleeping, What the? He thought, feeling completely confused. The Assassin picked up his pen, trying to get the thoughts out of his head but he couldn't. Did Vexen... kill me? In my dreams? Marluxia thought. Eventually he fell asleep again at his desk in the middle of paperwork.

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The blonde scientist groaned in pain as his eyes fluttered open; he couldn't remember where he was that was until he noticed the flowers, instantly realizing he was on Marluxia's bed, although where that neophyte was confused him. We didn't... did we? He thought with a shocked expression, but pulled the blankets up to see he was fully dressed.
"Good morning, Vexen." Marluxia said softly from his desk, a mug of coffee next to him. The poor pink haired Assassin couldn't shake those dreams he had in his head, in case maybe that was how Vexen felt.
"Shut up Eleven." He groaned, pulling a pillow over his head, not wanting to look at the Assassin at all; that man didn't know how much pain he was experiencing not to say how much hate he felt towards the man for trying to kill him. Maybe I'm finally going insane, like Zexion said, this is all a terrible dream and I'll wake up soon. The scientist thought, trying not to think of the pink haired neophyte.
"Vexen, look I know you're angry with me, I hate myself too, but I never wanted to kill you, I just... I wanted more power." Marluxia mumbled coming over to sit on the bed next to Vexen.
"Could you shut up, I want sleep and you're pissing me off now leave me be!" The blonde yelled.
Marluxia frowned at him, standing up and moving to leave his own quarters to see his garden. So nothing has changed I see, he hates me even more now, and can't see I'm truly sorry and made a big mistake. He thought with a sigh.

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"So Vexen and Axel are both dead?" Zexion asked, Lexaeus nodded, looking down at his short friend. "It's all due to Marluxia and Larxene." Lexaeus said quietly, watching Zexion pace up and down the quiet labs. "Well for all we know, we could be next. Somehow we need to stop this." The slate haired man uttered, "And we're not going to their level to do it, I'm not one for killing other members." Zexion spoke.
Lexaeus nodded again, "Use strategy to get them." The taller man spoke.
"Yes, and it will work perfectly, as they can't beat you." The short man smirked.

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"I need to get out of here." Vexen said to himself, looking around the botanist's room. "But his flowers and weeds may kill me." He sighed, laying back in the bed. Maybe this was the best time to gain rest, instead of always being tired, or snoop around Marluxia's room to do something against him. He happened to look up when the Assassin came in unexpected, although this was the man's room.
"Feeling any better, Vexen? Want me to change your bandages?" Marluxia asked, walking gracefully over to Vexen.
"No! I can do it myself!" The blonde snapped, eyes narrowing as he glared at Marluxia.
"Vexen I'm getting sick and tired of this! Look I'm sorry, okay?! I didn't mean to order your death! I wish I could take it back!" He yelled, grabbing the sheets and pulling them back to clean Vexen's wounds, not caring if the blonde was hissing and spluttering. "Leave me alone!" Vexen hissed, glaring at the pink haired man. "I can clean myself." He frowned.
"You're in no shape to do so, so shut up and sit still." Marluxia growled. He soon enough had Vexen's wound cleaned and left the blonde to swear and curse as he went back to his desk to do his paperwork.
What the hell is wrong with the bloody Assassin, can't he leave me alone? Something isn't right here, if this was the normal Marluxia he wouldn't care, maybe it's a clone, maybe it's a game, he's trying to trick me and kill me when I'm asleep! Vexen thought, his thoughts and sanity were very soon to disappear at this rate.
"Vexen, why do you think I hate you?" The Assassin asked himself quietly, not expecting Vexen to hear him. "Because you tried to kill me." The scientist snorted, looking up at the ceiling.
"No Vexen, I told you it was a mistake, look I'm sorry okay? I never meant to... the power had gotten to my head. You could even ask Larxene, I was miserable after I thought you were dead." Marluxia sighed, feeling it was useless taking to Vexen, as it was like talking to a brick wall. "Well maybe I should, see if this fag is telling the truth." Vexen mumbled.
Marluxia frowned at his paperwork gritting his teeth. Can't Vexen how much of a fool he's being, can't he bloody well see I'm telling the truth, or has it all gone to his head? Can't he see I love him, stupid bloody man! The Assassin thought, sipping at his warm coffee.

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I may continue this if anyone wants me to, I mean seriously with nothing happening around me I can get bored easily.

So I hope you like it.