Chapter Two
"What in the worlds!" Someone screamed. The apartment was half destroyed. Bricks were missing in most places on the wall, and crumbling rubble covered the dusty ground. Overall, it didn't look like what you would call 'homey'.
Axel, aside from the already calm Saix, was the first to recover from his shock. "Er…Saix, what kind of incidents were you talking about?" He asked.
"I'll explain inside." The man replied, glancing at the sun setting on the horizon. He opened the door, then called, "Oh, and Larxene. There's a generator behind the apartment. Go power it up." He ordered. He turned to the rest of the Organization.
"The rest of you will go inside and choose rooms. Larxene, being a girl, will have her own room, and as will I." He stated. "Why do you get your own room?" Axel complained.
Saix glared at him. "Because I am second in power to Xemnas and I outrank you, therefore, I get my own room." He growled. Axel backed down immediately. This man was usually calm and collected, but when he snapped, his temper was quite nasty.
"Now, you all go on ahead. I'll go and make sure Larxene isn't overdoing it with the generator." Saix said, leaving.
As everyone filed through the open doorway, the destruction just seemed to get worse and worse the closer it was inspected. But right when Lexaeus, who had been doing all the driving (thus really tired and last in line), set foot into the room, the lights flickered on suddenly.
Now that the warm light showed what the room really looked like, it actually didn't seem all that bad. The paint on the walls was peeling, but it could just be redone. The windows were cracked and dirty, but they could be replaced. Everything else, save for one room, was in perfect condition, and Vexen was going to put his lab in there anyway. They just hoped he didn't make the whole apartment explode with one of his many experiments.
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Everyone but Larxene and Saix (who were now currently unpacking) sat in the living room. A few sat on the two couches while the others sat on the faded rugs on the floor. There were all trying to figure out rooming arrangements for themselves.
Zexion, a teenager with short silver hair and blue (surprise!) eyes spoke first. "I'll room with Vexen since he will be working in his lab most of the time anyway. Frankly, I don't really care." He then returned to his Fullmetal Alchemist manga (yes, he reads manga too).
Roxas scribbled this down since he was voted as the one to keep track of all of this. "So, I guess I'm rooming with Sora?" he asked. Sora was the one he was most familiar with (besides Axel, but he suspected that more than one of his belongings would become fried if he chose that pyromaniac).
Sora popped up from the floor happily. "Yaay! Oh, hey Roxas-"
"No, Sora, I won't let you come to my bed when you have a bad dream or something. And NO puppy dog eyes from you! If you're that scared, hug this cat plushy!" Roxas snapped, tossing a blue cat plush toy at Sora without looking up. Sora leaped up and caught it surprisingly fast, hugging it tightly.
Roxas got right back down to business. "Okay, then. Demyx, you're getting a room with Lexaeus. You are the hardest out of all of us to wake up.
"Okay!" Demyx beamed.
"…" Lexaeus still didn't say anything.
"Now, Marluxia…do you have any recommendations for yourself…?" The teen asked the pink-haired, blue-eyed man (yes, pink hair…I know…).
"You can put me with anyone but Axel and Luxord. Anyone but them!" Marly stated flatly, glaring at the red-headed pyro and blonde gambler. They both ignored the remarks.
"…Okay…we'll put you with Xaldin. You okay with that?"
"Fine." The black-haired man shrugged indifferently, proceeding to ignore the rest of the conversation.
After Roxas wrote this down, he stopped abruptly. "Hm…I guess we'll do a drawing for the last two rooms." He said, pulling a box seemingly out of thin air. He then stuck four different slips of paper into the box and shook it around. He closed his eyes and reached inside, drawing two of the papers out.
"Alright, it's Luxord and…Xion." Everyone looked around in confusion.
"Me?" Asked a girl with shortly cut black hair and sapphire blue eyes.
"Yup. Come over here, Xion." Roxas said, beckoning to her. She smiled and nodded. "Okay!"
Everyone in the room muttered in confusion, for they didn't remember this girl being in the Organization, but they soon quieted down at a raised hand from Roxas.
"Xion will be staying in Larxene's room, since she's the only other girl." Roxas said. Xion's eyes glittered with excitement, and a feeling of pity settled around the room. This poor girl had no idea what she was getting into, they realized in sympathy.
"Now I'll draw one more name…Axel?"
"Eh? What?" The man looked up from his gambling game with Luxord. "You're with him." The boy explained, gesturing at Axel's gambling partner. He nodded and returned to his game.
"So, Xigbar. You get to have your own room." Roxas said, scribbling the last of it down.
"Uh…okay…" The man with black-grey hair tied back in a pony tail and yellow eyes agreed slowly, avoiding the glares from the rest of the Organization.
Saix suddenly reappeared right behind Demyx. "Seems you're finally finished." He announced.
"GYAAAAH!" Demyx leaped a few feet into the air in surprise. "S-S-Saix?" he stuttered.
Saix let out an annoyed sigh. "Yes. Hello, Demyx." He muttered, humoring the boy. He then turned to the rest of the people in the room. "Now…it's about time I told you all just what those incidents were.