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Vexen sat in his lab, pondering the possibility of Demyx's statement. Was Axel sincerely apologizing for his sickening behavior? No way in hell. Vexen stood up and walked out and into the kitchen. The moment he walked in, he wanted to turn and walk out. Axel was sitting there, tossing the bag of chips up in the air. Unfortunately, Axel spotted him before he could get away and he ran up to him, grabbing his hand. Vexen immediately snatched his hand away, growling.

Axel winced lightly, an almost sad look on his face. "Please, Vexen."

""Please" what?!" Vexen was already beginning to lose his temper and nothing had happened yet.

"Please... take these chips. I spent a damn 300 munnies on these! I don't get why fruit chips are so much more expensive than normal chips or some other kind of freak chip. And I checked... they are." Vexen's eye twitched.

"VIII, I really don't want to deal with what you're about to pull. Whatever it is. If I'm late for another meeting, Xemnas will probably have my head." Vexen tried desperately to keep calm at this point, since it seemed as though Axel was acting a little differently.

Axel held the chips to him again, shaking the bag slightly. "I have no tricks this time, honest. I'm dead serious, elder."

Vexen wanted to snap the man's neck at the nickname, but held back and cautiously grabbed the chips, bracing himself. When nothing happened, he eased up lightly. All of a sudden, Axel caught him off guard and embraced his neck, his face flushing secretly. Vexen blinked, his eyes turning red in anger and shoved him back with all of his might, knocking him back a few yards. Vexen braced himself with the chips, but nothing happened. He blinked and looked at Axel, who was struggling to his feet. When he was up, he looked at Vexen with hurt eyes. Vexen had become so bewildered, he turned and dashed out of the kitchen.

After running for a good ten minutes, he stopped and found himself in the Room of Relaxation again. Every other member was there, including Xemnas and excluding Axel, and they all stared at him as if he were an intruder. Vexen blinked lightly, feeling very stupid at the moment. Xemnas let his head fall and he sighed out. "IV, is there a problem...?"

Vexen scratched his head, and he shook it afterwards. "No." The members continued looking at him. He looked each other them in the eye, then he walked over to his spot on the couch and sat down, crossing his legs. He sighed to himself as he normally would, and Lexaeus, who was next to him, patted him on the head. Vexen looked up at him for a long moment, then looked back down.

The door opened a little while later, and everyone turned to see that it was Axel. Vexen instantly put his head back down to try and hide from him. Axel walked up to the couch and stood behind where Vexen was sitting. He leaned down and placed a peck onto the top of his head, then stood back up straight. Everyone was dumbfounded. Vexen's face cringed in disbelief, and he stood up, watching Axel as he took a seat next to Demyx, who was smirking at him. Axel smirked back, and Vexen's hair lit up in flames. Vexen screamed and threw himself on the floor, rolling around crazily. Demyx began to cackle and Axel nearly died laughing.

Xemnas' mouth went slightly agape, and he glared at Axel, who was too busy laughing to pay any attention. Once the fire was out, Vexen stood, his hair luckily unharmed. He snarled daggers at the Furry of Dancing Flames, and wanted to snatch a gun arrow from Xigbar and go trigger happy on him until he was but a mere pile of nothingness particles blowing away in the wind until they disappeared forever. He almost grabbed Axel by the neck, but was stopped when Lexaeus snatched him back by his cloak. "Temper, temper, fogey..." Axel almost whispered loudly. He and Demyx were wagging their fingers, tsking. Vexen was so fed up. He desperately tried to get out of Lexaeus' grip, but his efforts were proving worthless.

"Axel... I have never loathed anyone so much in my life..." Vexen attempted to say through blind fury. Axel smirked evilly at him and turned away to Demyx, who could barely breathe from laughter. Vexen twisted out of Lexaeus' grip violently and stormed out. The senior members shook their heads again, but still didn't bother to say anything. Xemnas got up and walked out after him, sighing to himself.

Vexen walked down into his lab and sat in a corner, growling non-stop to himself. Xemnas walked down the lab and stood behind Vexen. "IV." Vexen sat there, not moving. Xemnas scratched the back of his head, and leaned a hand down to Vexen's head. "You have to gain some control. You've always been able to keep composure, why are you losing it now?"

Vexen stood and glared at his superior, who glared back. "It's not that easy to keep composure over something that's been happening for what seems like forever now, Superior." Xemnas sighed and turned. He walked up to the door of the lab and opened the door. He made a head motion indicating that Vexen should follow, and his subordinate did so.

They walked down the hall back into the Room of Relaxation, where everyone still was. Vexen began backing up until Xemnas grabbed him by his cloak and pulled him forward. Axel sat there, looking amused. Demyx was still holding back his laugh. Xemnas walked up to Axel and stared down at him. Axel smiled at him, and snapped his fingers, setting Vexen's cloak on fire. Vexen screeched and ran around, once more throwing himself on the floor and rolling around madly. Xemnas blinked and looked over to Vexen, who was still rolling.

Lexaeus pinched his nosebridge, shaking his head, and Zexion smacked his forehead. Vexen finally got his thought together and removed his flaming cloak and threw it on the floor, stepping the fire out. Axel was in pain from laughing now, and Demyx just sat there, laughing so hard you couldn't even tell he was laughing. Vexen tried not to disappoint his superior, so he sighed and picked up the little fabric that was left of his cloak, and he dropped it back down, looking to Xemnas. Xemnas walked to him and picked the totalled cloak up. "Give me a few weeks to get you a new cloak. For now, you'll have to wear an undershirt until I can either get you a new one or get this old one redone. Which one will happen, I'm not sure..."

Vexen sighed and looked at Axel, who was staring at him seemingly... suggestively. Vexen blinked, then turned and walked out to his room to try and find a clean undershirt for him to wear. He failed, so he took his hamper to the wash room and began throwing his shirts into the washing machine. Once they were all in, he added the bleach, fabric softener, and everything else, then started it up. He turned and immediately wanted to die. Axel.

"What, VIII?!" Vexen didn't have time for this. Axel walked up to him and wrapped his arms around Vexen's abs, looking up into his eyes. Vexen's face glowed red in anger and he slowly moved his hands down to remove Axel's arms from his person. "Stop it. I don't know why you're being so freakish around me, but it needs to stop."

"Why, Vexie?" Vexen cringed, then pushed him back. Axel didn't give up however, and hugged him again. "You have a killer body, Vexen." This was getting nowhere. Vexen pushed Axel away one more time and took off. Axel giggled and snapped his fingers. A hole appeared in the floor and Vexen couldn't stop in time to avoid it. He hit the bottom with a thump and Axel appeared at the entrance, giggling again.

"Axel, what is wrong with you?!"

Axel stood back up, cracking his back. "Look. Vexen, I keeping you in this hole so that you will miss the next few meetings. Xemnas said they were important, so I have to make sure you aren't at any of them. When he asks, I'll tell him that you just decided not to show up. What an incompetent elder you are... tsk, tsk, tsk." Vexen tried to teleport, but couldn't. "Oh, don't try that, baby, it won't work."

Vexen was getting fed up, until he became confused again. "Did he just... call me "baby"?!" Axel turned and walked off. Vexen stood there, looking up. "Axel! Get back here and let me out!" But, the pyro was gone.

During the meeting, Xemnas looked around for Vexen, but couldn't find him. "...Where is Vexen?" Everyone except Axel looked around, Demyx looking to Axel, who smirked evilly to him. Demyx nearly giggled, but held it in as best he could. Xemnas shot a knowing glare to Axel, knowing good well that Axel had something to do with Vexen's absence.

"Well, don't look at me, Superior," Axel said as calmly as he could, removing the amusement from his voice. "I don't know where Vexen is." Xemnas sighed angrily, keeping himself in check. He stopped the meeting early, handing out informational paperwork to everyone.

"I suggest you all read these, since they will come in handy. And, can someone give one to Vexen should you find him?" Everyone nodded, and they all received an extra copy so that whoever found Vexen first could give him one. As they all left, Axel and Demyx were chuckling to each other about Vexen. Axel made sure that the coast was clear, then him and Demyx ran through the castle to where Vexen was now laying inside of.

Demyx looked down into the hole. "Ax, where's Vexie?" Axel looked around, then spotted Vexen away from the entrance and pointed to him, smirking. Demyx smirked stupidly and jumped down into the hole, motioning Axel, who jumped right after him.

Vexen was sleeping on a bed that he'd found. It was a nice bed, and actually, a very nice room. Vexen had no idea why there was such a beautiful room under the floor, but he didn't complain at the moment. Axel walked up to Vexen brushed back a few of his golden locks, smiling. Demyx walked over to the other side of Vexen and leaned down, kissing his cheek. "Demyx!" Axel whispered loudly. "You can't be greedy."

Both of them laid down in the bed, each on either side of Vexen, who was still sound asleep. Demyx carefully moved Vexen's arm and put it around his waist, and Axel moved Vexen's other arm and set it around his waist. They both smiled to each other and closed their eyes, laying their heads on Vexen's shoulders.

About an hour later, Vexen opened his eyes and noticed the added weight on his forearms. He looked on both sides and screamed. Axel and Demyx shot up, both blushing madly. Vexen flipped out of the bed and glared at the two. They both smiled back, Demyx becoming bashful. "What was that all about?!" Vexen squealed, his face turning red in anger again, though slightly blushing.

Demyx giggled and Axel stepped up to Vexen, looking up at him. Vexen backed away, and Axel stepped forward again. "You haven't figured it out yet, senior? Your so smart, yet didn't know..."

"Didn't. Know. What?" Vexen was seriously confused, but was not jumping to any conclusions.

"We love you, Vexie!" Demyx yelled happily, clasping his hands together. Axel glared to him, and Demyx stared stupidly back at him. "What?"

"You weren't suppose to tell him that." Demyx sucked his mouth in, feeling guilty. Vexen twitched.

"B-both of you...?" Axel turned back to him and nodded faintly. Vexen stood there, dumbstruck, his mouth open. Demyx took advantage of this and ran up to Vexen, sticking his tongue into his mouth and kissing him. Vexen tightly grasped Demyx's hips and threw him back, running. Axel smirked and ran after him, tackling him to the ground. "Leave me alone, both of you!"

Axel smiled and stood up, Vexen quickly getting up. Demyx grabbed Vexen's arm, hugging it. "Please stay, Vexie... this is me and Axel's room. We... want you to stay the night with us." Vexen pulled away and walked up to where the entrance was.

"I want to leave. I have experiments I have to get done." Axel snarled and walked up to Vexen again, grabbing his side.

"Why can't you do them some other time?"

"Xemnas wants me to get them done soon. As in, tonight." Demyx looked to Axel, who looked back, and they both sighed. They simultaneously put their hands in the air, and a staircase appeared. Vexen went up, Demyx and Axel watching him go sadly.

When Vexen reached his lab, he sat down at his desk and began typing on his computer. He felt a presence in the room, and turned to see Zexion staring at him. Vexen smiled and turned back to his work, and Zexion walked up to him, sitting next to him. "I happened to overhear the conversation between you, Axel, and Demyx. I never would have guessed."

"You were hanging around the hole? And neither would I."

"Yeah, I saw it before and heard you screaming, but I had no way to get you out, so I didn't bother trying. Sorry."

Vexen chuckled slightly. "It's alright, Zexion. Well... what should I do?"

"I... honesly couldn't help you there. I seriously never would even think to guess that they were crushing on you." Zexion rubbed his head lightly, then looked around. "You should try talking to them at dinner or something. Somewhere where there's witnesses, then they won't try anything silly."

Vexen thought about it for a moment, then nodded to himself. "You have a point. Okay, I'll try that."

A while later, Vexen walked into the kitchen and sat down, Lexaeus next to him. "Hey, Vexen."

"Hi, Lexaeus. I'm working on something right now, so you must stay here with me the whole time."

Lexaeus looked at the scientist for a moment, not getting it, but nodded. "Um, okay?"

Axel walked in with Demyx waltzing behind him and they both saw the one empty seat next to Vexen and charged. They tackled each other all over the place until Demyx finally got the seat. Axel scowled and walked over to Lexaeus. "Lexaeus, may I have this seat? Please?"

Lexaeus glared over to him, then looked to Vexen, who faintly nodded. Lexaeus then stood and walked over to the other side of the table and sat across from the three. Axel sat down quickly next to Vexen and smirked. The other members came in, going to a table and sitting down and beginning to talk to each other. Zexion sat next to Lexaeus, grinning when he received glares from VIII and IX.

While they waited for the food, Zexion made a motion to Vexen, and Vexen scratched his head lightly, not quite knowing where to start. So, Demyx took the initiative and wrapped his arms around his neck and swayed back and forth, giggling. Axel smiled at Vexen, waiting for him to talk.

Lexaeus looked to the two, then slowly turned his head to Zexion, who leaned in his ear and told him everything. Lexaeus stared for a long, long moment, then turned to Vexen, who had his head down in his palms. "I know, Lexaeus... I know."

Demyx and Axel both grinned and leaned over, simultaneously kissing Vexen on his cheeks. Zexion nearly spit out his water and started laughing, but he held it in and covered his mouth. Vexen glared strongly at him, desperately wanting the food to come out. Demyx grabbed one of Vexen's hands and linked fingers together, giggling again, "Hey, Vexie, can we hang out after this? Me and Axel would love to share some things with you..."

This time, Zexion did spit his water out, and chuckled under his breath. Lexaeus smashed his face into the table, trying not to laugh out loud. Vexen pulled his arm away from Demyx and pushed Axel back. "You two, I have things to do. I don't have time to 'hang out'." The announcement for the finished food was called, and Vexen, along with everyone else, got up and dashed.

Vexen quickly retrieved his food and sat down, Lexaues and Zexion already back as well. "You see?!" Vexen yelled angrily. "I don't know where this randomocity came from!"

"Maybe that's why they've been such nuisances to you lately. Their way of showing their affection." Lexaeus said, nodding to himself. Demyx and Axel scurried back and sat down, both smiling to Vexen. Vexen began to eat, trying not to look at either of the young ones.

Zexion and Lexaeus smiled to each other. After eating was concluded, Vexen stood and walked out. He walked back down to his lab and took out a test tube. He calculated some things to himself, then began pouring. Demyx was behind him however, and he didn't notice him. As Vexen was pouring, Demyx tapped him on the shoulder. This caught Vexen off guard, causing him to pour all of the formula into a chemical. It bubbled and was about to explode. Vexen panicked and wrapped his arms quickly around Demyx and leaped out of the way of the hazardous result.

After the explosion, Vexen and Demyx were curled in a corner of the lab. Vexen blinked lightly and lifted his head up. "Are you okay, IX?"

Demyx, who was blushing deeply, spoke softly, "Yes..." Vexen had Demyx tight in his arms, Demyx's hands against their chests. Vexen let go of Demyx and stood up. He walked over to his now destroyed lab table and sighed. Demyx walked over to him and patted his lower back. "I'm... sorry, Vexie. I didn't mean for you to blow up your lab table..."

"It's okay, IX. I have a lot more. I'll just get another one out later, once I clean this up."

"Can I help?" Demyx asked. Vexen turned to him, then looked down.

"No, that's okay. I can do this on my own." Vexen turned and walked out of his lab and into the Room of Relaxation. The moment he got there, his hair was up in flames again. Vexen threw himself on the floor once more, rolling around and yelling. Once the fire was put out, he stood, looking around for the annoying pyro. Axel stepped out from behind the couch and stared up and Vexen, who growled back.

Axel scowled at him and grasped his butt, yelling out, "How dare you!"

Vexen blinked and backed away, until he was tackled to the ground. "What are you talking about, VIII?!"

"You're suppose to be mine! I caused the explosion of that crap you were mixing to see your response! It was nowhere near what it was suppose to be..." Vexen threw Axel off of him and snarled. Axel swung at him, and Vexen ducked out of the way in time and grabbed Axel's wrist, stopping him.

"Axel, I was never yours!" Vexen yelled, holding onto the small wrist tightly. Axel's face now rivaled his radiant hair as he flared, flames flying everywhere. "I could never imagine having feelings for you, so don't ever get your hopes up!"

The last sentence: a big mistake. The floor around Axel began to melt as the man lost his mind completely. Fireballs began shooting themselves towards Vexen, who summoned his shield. He began fending them off and had to for a long time (he was barracaded in by a firewall) until all the other members came rushing in.

Everyone was immediately on alert when they saw Axel, Demyx especially. He gasped loudly and summoned his sitar, stringing in a few notes to water down part of the firewall to allow the others in. Axel sharply turned to see the other members in the firewall, all ready to attack. Axel roared out and sent chakrams flying at them. As he did this, he left himself vulnerable, which Vexen took to his advantage and stopped him by freezing his firewall, chakrams, arms, and legs.

Axel's frozen chakrams dropped to the ground and Axel was stuck in place, his face still flaring, but the ice too strong for him to melt. Vexen sighed and dropped onto one of his knees, panting. Xaldin and Lexaeus ran up to the half-frozen pyro and grabbed him to keep him earthed. He was forced to calm down, and his face returned to its normal color, the frozen firewall broke, and his chakrams disappeared. "Vexen..." he spoke faintly.

Everyone looked over to Vexen, who was still on one knee, and his face softened a little. "Axel..."

"I'll kill you!" Axel shouted as his face almost flared again. Lexaeus tightened his grip on the littler man and he squealed in pain, sighing. They teleported him away, the glare from him almost burning into Vexen before he was completely engulfed in darkness. The others looked to Vexen, who stood up and teleported away, too embarrassed to look up.

Back down in his lab, he worked at washing at the blown up lab table, his facial expression still cringed from earlier. However this time, he remembered that there was a meeting, and he began up to it a bit early. As he walked, something whacked him in the face. When he regained composure and looked, it was a sign. "Don't pass if you're currently going through menopause. You hear me, Vexen?!"

Vexen's eyes widened in disbelief and he pounded at the sign. "Who wrote that?!" But, as if he didn't have a decent clue already. He wasn't giving up and being late this time, not when he had such a wonderful headstart. So, he ignored it and walked around, going to the meeting room to sit in his seat, taking pride in the fact that he was the first one there for the first time ever. He smiled triumphantly to himself and relaxed in his chair, getting to relax. He closed his eyes for a little while and turned sideways in his seat to be a little more comfortable.

His comfort didn't last long however, because the angry pyro appeared on top of him, straddling him down. "Hey, baby," he spoke angrily, accentuating 'baby.' Vexen's eyes shot open, and he looked to the side, sighing agitatedly. Axel's features immediately morphed from mad to sad and he stayed put atop Vexen and he placed his hands on his shoulders. "How has your day been?"

"Don't talk to me, VIII. Just find your way to your seat, across the room. Where Nothing Gathers is no place for such behavior, and I especially will not be involved," Vexen stated, his blood beginning to boil once more. The younger man leaned forward to kiss the scientist, but was stopped by a strong hand against his mouth. "Don't kiss me. I've already told me, you have no chance with me, so stop trying."

Axel's mouth instantly bore teeth at this, and he slapped Vexen in the face and was retaliated by a hand tightly on his throat. He was very angry, so Vexen wasn't about to scare him in any way. "I fucking hate you, you dumb, old bitch."

Vexen frowned strongly, his grip not loosening. "If you hate me so much, why don't you do me a favor and go to your seat on the other side of the room. Do that for the old 'b,' yes?" Axel stayed put, highly unamused by Vexen's little joke.

"You act like I'm nothing but a joke, Vexen."

"Yes, I do." Axel growled and summoned a chakram, placing a blade to Vexen's throat, poking at it hazardously. Vexen's eyes widened in fear, gulping heavily and breathing out of order. "You wouldn't dare, VIII." Axel simply licked his lips in response, leaning forward and taking one of Vexen's earlobes into his mouth. Vexen's face contorted and he pushed him away. "Stop that, it's disgusting."

"Oh, but you didn't have a problem with Demyx in your arms, did you, you stupid pedophile," Axel sassed, slowly beginning to grind against the academic.

Vexen summoned ice and held it threateningly at Axel's face. "I was simply saving him from your disaster, I have no feelings for him nor for you, Axel. Now, go to your seat before I have to hurt you."

Axel licked his lips again, purring quietly, "Hurt me all you want, baby, I'm yours." Vexen screamed and finally shoved Axel off of him, who had to teleport to his seat to avoid falling to a horrible fate. In his seat, which was unfortunately directly across from the Chilly Academic, he crossed his legs and removed a glove, licking a finger before putting it into his mouth. Vexen had to look away to avoid becoming nauseous, and he saw other members beginning to file in, much to his relief.

He looked back to Axel, who had regloved his hand and was now looking the way he normally did, with his legs spread, his back against the chair, and his arms lazily crossed against his chest. When all other members were seated, Demyx was staring at Vexen, who didn't bother to look up anymore, for everytime that he did, he regretted what he saw. Xemnas hadn't appeared yet, so everyone was just conversing with each other while they waited.

"Hey Axel, are you mad at me...? I mean, I didn't do anything with him, I swear," Demyx said, fidgeting with his sleeve. Axel turned to him and smirked, then shook his head. Demyx perked up and smiled widely, clapping his hands. "So, what should we do with Vexie tonight?"

Axel turned to Vexen, a hot look appearing on his face. "Don't worry about it, you'll find out." With that being said, Xemnas finally appeared and sighed heavily, taking on Vexen's position at the moment.

"I'm terribly sorry, Organization. I had a couple things to take care of before I came, I didn't expect them to take so long." He looked at all the members, especially to Vexen, then he smiled. "You seem very well, Vexen. I'm glad to see improvement." Vexen looked to him, then nodded. Demyx looked bashfully to him, giggling, and Vexen caught this, frowning deeply.

"Now, we're having an issue with the Keyblade master. Him and his friends are obviously confused little creatures, and they're not finding their way like I'd intended. I'm not asking any of you to do anything, but Vexen," he said, looking to Vexen, who lifted his head to look back. "I need you to make sure that Trickmaster is ready to go in Wonderland when he arrives there. If it's powerful enough to weaken him off, we'll be well off." Vexen nodded in acknowledgement, glad to have something to do tonight.

Xemnas rambled on more about other matters in the Organization, Vexen making it his best interest not to listen. He'd gotten his assignment, so he found no other reason to care what more he talked about.

Once he'd concluded the meeting, other members began filing out, Vexen waltzing out, relatively content now. This contentment, however, didn't last long when his hand was grabbed by some unknown member. He turned to see who it was, and saw that it was Roxas. Vexen blinked, not understanding what was going on here, and he turned all the way around, removing his hand from Roxas' grasp. "How may I help you, XIII? And how was your mission?"

"Can I talk to you privately?" Roxas grabbed Vexen's hand again and led him away from the crowd, around the corner. Vexen stood there patiently, awaiting what Roxas had for him. Now, since the little adolescent was never a nuisance to Vexen, he didn't mind his presence. "So, I heard that Axel and Vexen told you about their little affections for you?" A nod from the other. "Well... um."

Vexen's eyes widened, because he practically knew what was about to come from the keyblade wielder's mouth. "Roxas."

"I'm sorry! I was going to tell you before they did, but Demyx spilled it before I could even see you. Please don't hate me, Vexen." Vexen leaned a hand out, petting Roxas' hair.

"I don't hate you, XIII. I'd rather have heard that than the confession from the other two anyday. Of course, it adds a little more to my life, but if it'll make you feel any better, I wouldn't mind you hanging around if you ever felt like it." Roxas' face lightened up, and he smiled lightly, beginning to blush.

Axel and Demyx happened to be watching from around the corner, and Axel steamed while Demyx silently began sobbing. "How could Roxie do that...? We agreed to all share him, how could he suddenly betray us like that?!" Axel nodded in agreement, and he got back against the wall as the two came walking by. Axel reached out and snatched Roxas back, glaring at him.

"What the hell was that?! We agreed to share him, how dare you betray us."

Roxas smirked possessively at this, causing the other two to look at him with anger and shock. "Axel, Demyx... He obviously doesn't like either of you, so why don't you just give up then?"

Axel had to grab Demyx, as he was about to lunge at the younger male. "How could you?! He never said that he liked you either! You're just being stuck up because he said that he doesn't mind your company. Before, we stuck together!" Demyx snarled, then opened a corridor and went off, completely pissed. Axel sighed, then looked to Roxas, who still had to triumphant look on his face.

"Well, damn, Roxas. Just don't expect to get very far alone while I'm still around," Axel stated, chuckling and obviously amused. Roxas' face puckered at him, then he disappeared away. Axel sighed, rubbing his face, then teleporting away as well.

XxX

Vexen sat quietly in his office, his thoughts too scrambled for him to decently succeed at doing anything. He remembered that Xemnas had wanted him to make sure that the Trickmaster was ready for Sora, so he figured that he'd better set to it before the keyblade master arrived at Wonderland. It was a good little challenge for him because such a big Heartless takes lots of work to perfect, and he'd already been working on it for a long time, so he was ready to conclude his labor.

He slowly walked to one of his bigger lab tables, which had a blanket over it. He removed the blanket, revealing a miniature version of the Trickmaster, which had been cropped in order for easy access. Just as he laid a hand on it, there came a voice that almost made him cringe, "Hey, Vexen. Need some help?"

Vexen looked up to the speaker, who appeared to be Roxas again. He figured it wasn't Demyx, since he'd failed to produce the little pet name 'Vexie' that seemed to stick on him for so long. With Axel, the greeting probably would have been a lot messier... in terms he'd rather never discuss. He looked over to the boy and tilted his head, almost to the brink of smiling, but not wanting to. "Hello, XIII. Actually, I don't need any help, but you may come down and make yourself comfortable, if you wish."

Roxas immediately took this offer and zoomed down the stairs, taking a seat upon one of Vexen's loveseats. He sat back against it, looking around, then to Vexen, who was working whole-heartedly. He folded his hands and shyly placed them in his lap, talking as quietly as he could while still being heard, "Vexen...?" The scientist looked up. "Could you help me with the Keyblade when you're done? I-I mean, i-if you aren't busy later tonight, y-you know." He was getting stared at, and he began to blush and fidget, awaiting an answer.

"I could try, XIII, but I'm very inexperienced with such myself."

"That's okay! I just need any help I can get right now, so I'm sure you could be of great help to me." Vexen nodded, then looked back down at the now finished Heartless. Roxas got off the seat and walked over to him, looking down at the Heartless. "Deja vu?"

"You've seen him before. But, I've remastered him to put up a much better fight against Sora. Now, I need someone who's going to Wonderland today to take this with them... do you know who's going over there?"

Roxas looked at him, then went into thought, trying to think of someone. "Um, I think Ax... el... is." His brain stopped and nearly imploded. He didn't want Axel anywhere near Vexen, and he knew Vexen wished the same. But, it was for the Organization, so he sighed, scratching his head. Vexen's hands suddenly slammed into the lab desk, and he mentally cursed to himself. Roxas grabbed his arm, looking into his eyes when he'd looked back. "I'm sorry, Vexen."

"No need for apologizing, XIII. I need to get this Heartless going, so I'll just have to ask him." Vexen reached into his pocket, removing his cell phone and dialed Axel's number. Without even getting an answer, Axel was already inside the lab and waltzing down to him. Vexen rolled his eyes in dismemberment, then he relocked his phone (which was a Blackberry Pearl) and placed it back in his pocket.

Axel took no time to push Roxas away and stood next to him, running a hand delicately up his arm, squeezing his forearm when he'd come into some muscle. "What can I do for you, baby?"

Vexen shuddered at the nickname as he'd always, but he scratched his arm and tilted his head towards the Trickmaster. "Can you deliver Trickmaster to Wonderland when you go over there? It needs to be there as soon as possible, and you seem to be the only person going there." Axel turned to the Trickmaster, looking at it for a long moment, somehow managing to scoot closer to Vexen until he was literally under him, their bodies against each other. Vexen didn't notice because he was looking at his finished product, but Roxas was sure to frown.

When Vexen'd finally noticed how close the two had become, he stepped back, cricking his mouth in disgust. Axel smirked to him, his face becoming flushed again. He touched the Trickmaster, running his hand over it. "Axel, take your hand off of it! Vexen didn't ask you to touch it!" Axel looked up at the offending member, his eyes shooting daggers to him. Vexen placed a hand to Axel's side and slowly pushed him away, though Axel enjoyed way more than he was intended to.

"He's right, VIII. I don't appreciate you touching this Heartless, the wrong handling can break it apart, and you know that I'll fuck you up if you do." Vexen immediately regretted his choice of words, and he smacked his forhead.

He was about to counter this himself, but was a little too late. "Fuck me up, huh?" Axel licked his lips, a hand slivering to Vexen's crotch and ghosting over it before groping it harshly. "Where, on your lab table, on the dining table, in my room?" Axel was obviously taking the wrong meaning on purpose, and Roxas took no time to growl in showing his disgust. However, Vexen actually chuckled, catching both of the younger members by surprise.

He continued chuckling, looking to Trickmaster, then up to Axel, who had an odd gleam in his eyes. Vexen started chuckling more, then took a hand a brushed a finger under Axel's chin, making him blush. "You really are one hell of a Nobody, Axel," he stated quietly, brushing his thumb across his cheek. It seemed as though Axel had become stuck to Vexen's finger because he followed his touch , trying to keep contact for all that he could.

Vexen removed his finger and turned back to the Heartless lying motionless in front of him, then he turned back to Axel, who looked at him with the most affectionate look known to Nobody. Vexen smirked back to him, thinking to use this little 'puppy love' to his advantage. Axel delicately grabbed the Trickmaster and opened a corridor, turning back to the scientist. "I'll deliver this for you right now."

"When you get there, just set it down in the giant tea room wherever you'd like. When Sora arrives, his Keyblade will activate it, so there's no need for you to do anything but to put it in place. Please, don't mess this up, or the Superior will be pissed with me beyond repair."

Axel smiled to him, then leaned up, pecking him on the lips before turning to the corridor and walking into it. "Don't worry, Vexen, I won't let you down." And he was engulfed in the darkness.

"You're using him, Vexen? How bad," Roxas commented, chuckling out loud. Vexen turned to him, and placed his finger to his lips. "Don't worry, I won't tell him. His pain is my gain." And Roxas disappeared as well. Vexen watched the little one go, and laughed to himself.

"I never would have thought, these little children are so scandalous," he laughed, a wild smirk on his face.