AN: You see? The last chapter really was long. Well, for me, that is. Anyway, enjoy reading this next chapter! And I still hope for more reviews…
Thanks to: sonicdisney, for being the first (and currently) only reviewer, and KHCrazy, for letting me borrow her characters of which entirely belong to her: Xanthi, Spearox, Rixsus, and Exon.
And no, I do not own the book "The Imperfectionists", for I do not have the same genius as the actual author, Tom Rachman.
Chapter II
Bilbyx's Point of View
"…'You truly are Libby.'"
I woke up after taking a nap in my room. As soon as Axel shooed me away, I scurried off to my room for my quiet time.
As I sat up, I jumped out of the cold bed and walked out of my bright room. Once I was out the door, I walked to the library where my best friend Zex is.
"Hey, Zex," I said to the silver-blue-haired boy who sat in the library reading "The Imperfectionists."
"Hey, Bilbyx," Zexion replied in his usual formal voice.
"Zex, where are you at in the book?" I asked. I had already read "The Imperfectionists" and told Zex about it, and inspired him to read it.
"The part where Lloyd and Snyder talk about Kathleen," Zexion replied, not taking his eyes off the book.
"Oh, cool," I commented. After a couple of minutes of sitting down and reading a book, I threw the book down and put my foot on the glass table next to Zex. Apparently, he noticed, and glanced at my leg, only to turn to my foot and stare with his eyes bulging out. He seized my leg and inspected my foot. I blushed, "Zex, what are you doing?"
"Hang on," he responded, unzipping my shoe on my right leg and stared at my ankle. "Did you know about this?"
"About what?"
"This tattoo," he moved my foot to an angle for me to see. Sure enough, there was a black dragon tattoo imprinted on my ankle.
"Where did that come from?" I questioned, silently hoping that Zexion could give me an answer. His mouth hung agape as he gave up trying to form words for me to hear, and looked away, mumbling something. "What?" I asked.
"Uh, uh, nothing," he answered. I could tell he was hiding something. He was just acting too fishy, and he's anything but. He doesn't lie to me often, so I don't refer to his full name too often either, unless absolutely necessary. Same goes for the certain measures I have to take if he does lie to me.
"Zex, tell me the truth. What did you say?" I fluttered my eyelashes flirtatiously. This is the farthest I ever had to go in order to get him to tell me the truth.
His eyes widened, but he still resisted my attempt to get him to speak his mind. "Really, it's nothing." I vowed that if he resisted this long, I will be forced to do the unthinkable.
"Fine. Zexion, you've forced me to do this." I leaned forward, looking into his sharp, blue eyes, and kissed his cheek. His face flamed red, and he said, "Um, I'm not joking. I am sincerely stating that it's nothing." Ugh, I'm going to have to go extreme measures.
"Come on, Zexion," I whispered in his ear softly, my middle and index fingers making their way up his chest. His face burned a deeper shade of red. I turned his face in my hand so he could look in my eyes. He appeared to have fear, surprise, and desire in his eyes. "I just want to know what you said."
He gulped, refusing to answer. "That's it. You've left me with no other choice, Zex." I removed my other boot, placed myself in Zex's lap, moved my hands onto Zex's jaw, and lunged my lips onto his. He shut his eyes as I did, and wrapped his arms around my waist with a firm yet gentle grip. I snaked my arms around his neck, my hands fingering through his choppy blue locks. When I felt his tongue on my bottom lip, I knew things were going a little too fast and intimate, and so I suddenly let go, smiling as I opened my eyes.
"I said 'You truly are Libby.'" Zex answered the question I kept on pondering him to answer. "Gotcha," another voice said from behind us. We looked up to see Axel standing in the doorway, smirking at us. I immediately got off of Zex's lap and straightened my cloak out.
"Don't worry, I won't tell. Just as long as you do me-" I walked up to him with my hand up and ready to slapped him when Zex grabbed the hand and stared me down as he continued stepping forward until he was right behind me.
"Ahem," Axel cleared his throat, "I wasn't finished. Just as long as you do me a favor." I folded my arms across my chest as Zex planted his hands on my shoulders. "Fine. What do you want?" I sneered, tapping my foot in suspicion. Axel stared me down, his emerald green eyes decreasing in size, and answered, "Get me a date with Xialon." I snorted indignantly. He cannot be serious. A date with Xialon? The newbie? I'd rather get her into a date with Nerox as opposed to Axel.
"And what if I say no?" I pondered further, hoping he'll back down.
"Next time you guys have your little smooch fest, all eyes will be on you," he pointed his finger at me. If I didn't slightly hate Axel's guts and his fingers weren't gloved, I wouldn't have said that he clearly got a manicure. After I said that, Axel was prepared to hit me until Zex grabbed his wrist and tightened his grip as he narrowed his eyes.
Axel scoffed. "Oh, I get it. You got your little boyfriend wrapped around your bony finger so you become the untouchable. Well, I ain't stoppin' ya. Now, will you help me now?"
I narrowed my eyes at him and said behind clenched teeth, "Zex is not my boyfriend, he's my best friend. Got it memorized?" I mocked, tapping a finger to accentuate my point in a slightly rude manner. Axel's arm began to flame red as Zex screeched in pain. Using my attribute, I made an illusion of Xemnas behind Axel.
"Axel," my illusion growled. Axel turned around with a horrified expression and went as white as a sheet. Zex looked worried as well, until he looked my way and I winked in response. His face then relaxed.
"Why must you attempt to harm your fellow members?" Xemnas continued, flicking back a strand of silver hair.
"I-I'm sorry, Superior," Axel stammered. Man, I love my illusions. Especially the one of Saïx I used on Nerox one time because he was up late, refusing to go to sleep when I told him to. I still love joking with him about it.
"Do you know what this means?" the hologram continued.
"N-n-no..?"
"It means, that if you harm any of my friends, you will beg on your knees for mercy, and be blown to smithereens," my voice joined my illusion's. I quirked an eyebrow and smirked as Axel turned around and glared daggers at me.
"Fine, I'll help you. But if you dare say anything or harm any of my friends, I will do my best to make sure you stay awake every night due to your fear of my illusions. And I promise you, the next Xemnas you see threatening your demise will not be an illusion," I threatened, my finger forking into his chest despite him being taller than me.
"Fine. Then we have an agreement." Axel lunged his hand out to shake mine, but fell through the illusion of me. I tapped his shoulder behind him and whispered in his ear, "I may have agreed, but I will never shake your hand." With that, I walked away with Zex by my side.
