Chapter 4 – Unexpected Visiting from Another World

So the nights continued, never failing to be the most amazing ones and the memorable ones out of the two Nobodies' lives. Marluxia's skill was amazing, and Vexen finally remembered what it was like to have someone touch you so gently every night. Soon enough Vexen didn't even have to run back to his room like he did the first few weeks, frightened by the current events and humiliated. Instead they lay in the same bed, sometimes on the opposite sides of it and sometimes together, entangled in themselves and number eleven's black, silk sheets.

Now, whenever they passed each other in the hallways, all the sneers and smirks were now gone out of those moments, replaced by sometimes nods, and sometimes, but extremely rarely a small smile shot towards one or the other. The other Oblivion members noticed that, and some amused themselves with the thought, while the others chose to keep quiet and ignore the events that were right in front of their eyes – Zexion and Lexeus, for example decided that they had much more things on their mind than their colleague's sexual life, while Larxene, sometimes joined by Axel, sat by the door of Marluxia's room and giggled at every sound they made.

The other two seemed to be careless about such things, so is went on and on for a while. It wasn't always just sex, or anything affectionate. Truthfully, about a month into this facade, they began actually talking to each other instead of, in Larxene's words, "Screwing like rabbits." That made them find out so more about each other that they actually realized that neither one or the other was as bad as the other imagined.

Nevertheless, whenever around other members, XI and IV acted like they still hated each other, even though their cover was blown at night, when they were screaming out of pleasure so loudly, the lowest floors of the castle could hear them.

Though, they knew that Sora's arrival was nearing, and that they should be getting more prepared for that happenstance, they seemed to completely forget about their original mission. Everybody was doing something completely different.

That day, the people from the other castle came on suddenly to pay a visit to a peculiar blonde scientist.

Once Xigbar and Xaldin appeared in the room, Vexen jumped slightly out of surprise as he heard the portals open and close. Once he curiously looked around to see who it was, he raised his eyebrows with a small grin. "I expected to see you two the least." he said truthfully, to which Xigbar just laughed and patted him on his back, which made Vexen almost fall over due to the pressure put behind that friendly gesture. "You thought we'd forget all about cha, boy?" he asked, before crossing his arms with a giant grin. "I kinda hoped you guys would." the scientist replied jokingly, before the other man occupying the room came towards him and grinned too, and asked, but in a serious tone, "How are you doing, Vexen?"

"Could be better." the man answered truthfully once more before looking over at his coffee pot, ion which the liquids began boiling. He looked back at the two old friends and asked, "Coffee?" to which both agreed quite smoothly with no arguments.

The three sat on Vexen's white, metallic laboratory desk while sipping the beverage, everyone doing it differently. Vexen's was black and chilled, Xigbar's was so hot it burnt his tongue every time he drank it and just had sugar in it, while Xaldin's was stained with white creme and just about a spoonful of sugar.

The friendly trio chatted about life – what's happening in Oblivion, what's happening in Never Was, and things didn't seem to be all that unusual and surprising.

"So Saix was being a douche bag the other day. Like a giant one." Xigbar remembered, scratching his head. "I mean he's always one, but this time it was worse."

"Probably because he isn't getting laid." Vexen added in as he sipped his coffee, holding the cup with the tips of his fingers to his mouth. Xaldin just shrugged, but agreed. "Most likely." he said, before all three let out a small laugh and Xigbar shook his head. "I mean, I don't always get laid either, but I don't go PMSing over it."

"No, you don't understand." Vexen put his cup down with a laugh, "He's in heat, so it's like, required for him to have sex every five minutes of the day."

All three began laughing again, and the eye patched man stretched out his arm for a high five. Vexen replied with own, before picking up his coffee and sipping it.

"Well.." Xaldin added in amusement, pulling the cup away from his lips and into his lap, "I mean, considering no one was pushing him off of the furniture for the past month, he should be quite happy about it."

"You've been allowing him on the couches?" Vexen gasped softly, before shaking his head, "He'll get his blood all over it. Gross."

Their jokes continued to be horrible and ruthless, until it got to a peculiar man of the organization.

"So how is mr. Pinkie doing here anyway? Has he annoyed the shit out of you yet?" Xigbar asked, which made Vexen choke on his coffee and bend over coughing, covering his mouth with is hand. Xaldin frowned and patted him on the back and Xigbar raised an eyebrow, "Hey, Vex, you okay?" he asked with a frown, and the one being referred to straightened himself and cleared his throat. "Um, everything is fine. I.. Have not been seeing much of him surprisingly, so it has not really gotten to me just yet. I've just been down here... Working."

The two guests stared at him for a few minutes, before Xigbar took a sip from his cup, "Yeah... Alright..." he let out slowly, kind of questioning the blonde with his look, who grabbed a strand of his hair and began twirling it on his finger. "Like I said, it's surprising." he nodded, before looking back from the two of his friends, who gave him the same, intrusting look. "What?" he frowned defensively, and Xigbar shrugged and continued drinking, before Xaldin cleared his throat and did the same. "What?" Vexen repeated himself, burning red and frowning at the two, "What are you thinking?"

"Oh nothing.." Xigbar muttered with a snicker, before Vexen frowned and took one of his binders full of research papers, hitting the other on he head, "Get your brain out of the gutter."

The other just laughed softly and rubbed the back of his head, narrowing his eyes knowingly at the scientist.

After all, Vexen had always different moods after sex, and no matter how frequently he had it back in never was, he knew that the only two people to do so here with him bravely would be Axel and Marluxia.

And of course, the second choice had made much more sense, and the man that was glowing red from his blush before him immediately gave it away.

Xigbar finished his coffee.

DUN DUN DUNNN.

I know I haven't updated in forever, and inspiration has been omnomnimming me for a few days, so there you guys go! I just wanted to highlight the relationship of, what my friends and I like to call the "Bad Touch Trio" and to begin revealing all the secrets hiding deep within Vexen's mind.

I hope you guys enjoyed it, and I'm sorry Xaldin and Xigbar's appearance made this text less serious. But what would you expect out of Xigbar? :)

R&Rs are wonderful, and I won't plead for them, but once or twice it's nice to stroke your ego.

MUCH LOVE TO ALL OF YOU.

Eien-sama