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Organization Sickness
Chapter 3
"Wake up already, Axel." Demyx called the red-head, poking him. All he got was a muffled reply from Axel, who had his face buried in the pillow.
"Axel, c'mon. You're going to miss dinner, and Xemnas is gonna kill us if we're not there!" He kept bothering the poor sick nobody.
"Ugh…stupid Mansex. I'll be vere soog." The green-eyed man explained to Demyx, looking over at him from his pillow. Apparently he looked worse, judging by how Demyx reacted.
"God, Axel. You look like hell. You sure you'll be okay to come to dinner?" He tried to console his friend.
"I'b fibe!" He shouted at his friend, before feeling the dryness in his throat and coughing.
"Well…okay…but just take it easy when you come down." Demyx showed his sensitivity before portaling to the dining room.
Axel sighed and got up. He went over to his closet and put on his cloak, not bothering with the matching black t-shirt. He knew he would be twice as hot anyways, but he would get in trouble if he wasn't wearing his cloak.
"I hate being sick…" He complained to himself before portalling down to where the rest of the organization was.
The sick pyro wound up in his seat at the dinner table with all eyes on him.
"vhat?" He asked in a congested tone.
His only answer was a snicker form Larxene.
"Hah! The pyro-freak is sick!" she said between giggle fits.
"Shutup bevore I sneeze on you!" Axel warned her.
"You wouldn't dare!" She contradicted him
"Try me." He said angrily, standing up out of his seat.
"Enough, VIII and XII." Xemnas warned them.
"Yeah, Ax…let it go. You know what happened last time we started a fight at dinner."
Axel groaned and sat back down, remembering when he had seen the video on Youtube. Watching yourself trying to get ice cubes out of your shirt isn't the highlight of your afternoon.
After they had meals in front of them would normally be where Axel would be stuffing himself. He might be one of the skinniest members, but it didn't mean he didn't eat a lot.
Of course, that was normally. Tonight Axel found himself just poking at his food, and not really eating that much at all.
"Hey Axel. You gonna be okay? You're turning kind of..green now." Roxas asked him, worried.
The red-head looked over at his friend with tired eyes.
"I guess I don'like looin' at food when I'b sick." Axel confessed.
"Then maybe you should go lie down or something." The Key of Destiny told him
Axel just nodded weakly.
"Hey, Xemnas. Axel has to go, he's not feeling so good." Roxas called out to his superior.
Xemnas looked up and over at Axel. Noticing that the Flurry of Dancing Flames was indeed under the weather, he let him go.
"Very well. You are dismissed number VIII" he said
"Yeah, thanks." Axel said, getting up out of his seat quickly. Doing that isn't always a good idea when you're sick.
His vision started swimming, worse than it had before. Now he regretted not taking that medicine, before his world faded before him.
…..
When he woke up, he was in his bed with a cold cloth on his forehead.
He looked around and noticed that Roxas and Demyx were sitting next to him on the floor, playing cards.
"…Demyx? Whaz goin' on?" Axel asked groggily.
The blonde sitarist looked up, startled, from his deck of cards, and over to the red-head.
"Oh, um…You passed out on the way to your room." He explained calmly to him.
"You scared everybody at dinner." Roxas started "They thought you died when you collapsed." Axel only laughed, but it turned into a small coughing fit.
"Vexen said it's because you hadn't eaten much all day. He said that the medicine would help, and that you should take it when you wake up." Demyx added.
Axel groaned and closed his eyes again.
"This is going to be worse than I thought…" He concluded in his mind.
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Axel doesn't give in that easily. He's going to have to be forced to take that medicine. Thanks for reading, sorry if this chapter wasn't the greatest, It's kind of short and boring, but the next one will have more entertaining stuff. Please Read and Review.
