Approxiately thirty minutes later

Axel sighed as they returned from the clocktower, back to reality. Golden eyes struck him like a blunt object, such a cold, meancing stare. Though, it wasn't possible for heartless creatures to have much more emotion. It still gave Axel traces of fear, like ice on his spine.

The owner of the golden eyes, Xemnas, grabbed the shimmering metal strings of Axel's coat, "We need to talk, number VIII."

Shit. Axel thought, What did I do this time to piss him off? He simply nodded and asked aloud, "What about?"

"You know what about." Xemnas's tone was almost a growl. He hissed something beneath his breath, as if talking to someone who wasn't there.

The red-head was dragged by his coat-strings to a room off of the gray-area. It wasn't very big, and could have probably been used for a storage closet. The older man shut the door behind him, "What you did was against regulations." Xemnas turned as the door clicked.

"Since when do we have regulations?" Axel asked defensively.

"Since I didn't want a burden on you," he stuck a finger to Axel's chest, "or my organization." He put his finger to his chest.

"Since when is," Axel shuffled his mind for an appropriate word, there was none, "messing around a burden?" He asked quzically. "You didn't seem to mind when I used to have Roxas."

The cold, staring gold eyes rolled to the sky, then back to the man. "Yes, but Roxas is male. There are certain things he can't do."

Axel shrugged, "So what? I'll use a condom."

Xemnas's face seemed to have a slighlty red undertone at the last word, Axel tried not to laugh. Is he seriously blushing? He held back a snicker. "Fine, Axel. But, I am going to be seriously pissed off if this doesn't work."

"And this should scare me?" The red-head smirked.

"Bet your horny, dumb ass it should." His finger jabbed Axel's chest again.

"Mhmm," Axel grinned, "are we quite through?"

The older man rolled his eyes and nodded, opening the door and letting the lanky red-head out. He left to find Xembar, but she had left. Probably went to her room, Axel thought, she might need rest after that, I can't really blame her. He stretched out a little, his back a bit off from all of the movement.

He was also a little tired. Something rammed into the back of his leg, and he whirled around in surpirse. It was Ordix, why am I not surprised? "Ow," she looked up at him, "hi, Axel!"

"Hi. Why are you running through the castle?" He asked, a little cocerned, mostly with her mentality.

She cocked her head a little to one side. "Well, I was bored." She smiled as if the answer made logical sense.

He sighed. "You're gonna get hurt..or stepped on doing that."

"No I'm not. Besides, I'm bored." She looked up at him.

Geez, she's stubborn. "Why don't you go hang out or something?"

"I'm hanging out with you aren't I?" She smiled matter-of-factly.

"Why don't you go and hang out with someone else?" Axel clarified.

"Who would I hang out with?" The girl blinked.

"Um..Marluxia? Er, wait, no...how about..." He got an idea and picked the girl up.

"Put me down. I don't like being up high." She clutched on to him.

"One second." He rolled his eyes and carried her in to a room.

She couldn't see because she had her eyes shut tight and was nearly clawing in to Axel's shoulder with her nails. He was talking to someone, she couldn't quite place his voice.

"Hey, will you Ordix-sit?" She heard Axel say.

"Why?" The other voice said, it was male. She still couldn't identify it.

"Because, I'm tired and I don't want her to hurt herself by getting stepped on." Axel said.

"How do you know I won't step on her?" The voice asked.

"Because I know you," there was an undertone of annoyance in Axel's voice, "now, please, just watch her."

"Fine, I'll keep an eye on her." Ordix felt herself being set down on something soft, she opened her eyes. She was on a bed, it was comfy. She looked around, spotting a black-cloaked boy. He was holding something, and it took Ordix a minute to recognise it as a sitar.

"Thanks, Dem." Axel rolled his eyes and left.

Damn, that kid's more trouble than she's worth half the time. He found his way back to his own room and layed down, he was tired, and, right now, that was his only concern.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was fun to write. I like to pick on Axel, it's mean, but, alas, it's fun to pick on your favourites!