It's almosttt overrrrr ;-; maybe a few more chapitres, who knows! Probably 1 or 2, we'll see. But at least I updated, be happy.


After the shopping incident, everyone was now taking extra precautions when looking after the children.

Lately though, Vexen had been finally coming close to a cure for the huge problem. You know, that bitty problem of four of the Organization members being children.

All of the Organization was now currently in the dining room, having breakfast.

It was a great feast, since both Xaldin, Larxene and Zexion helped.

Yes, Zexion helped.

-Flashback-

"Hey, Xally! Zee wants to help too!" Demyx said as he bounded into the kitchen, hold an excited Zexion, who was clapping and giggling when not gnawing on his small hand.

"What? He can't help, he's only an infant!" Larxene squawked, but it was too late. Demyx had already given Zexion to Xaldin, who had a baby carrier prepared for some reason.

He dropped Zexion into it, so that it looked like Zexion was attached to Xaldin's chest.

"Right. So, kiddo, we're makin' pancakes and eggs," He told the small Zexion, who was reaching for an egg.

"And bacon. That firecrotchedy asshole wants bacon," Larxene scoffed, tossing a few pieces of the raw pork onto a pan and zapping the stove to life(A/n: lol. Firecrotchedy xD).

"Larxene, language! Demyx, Superior and Lexaeus won't be too happy to hear him say such words, will they?" Xaldin hissed back, throwing a powerful gust of wind her way so that she fell to the ground, causing Zexion to start laughing hysterically.

Zexion, even as a small child, seemed to have a knack for cooking. He had grabbed the wooden spoon that was in the pancake batter with both hands, and was struggling to stir it. Overall, he was only able to make it go in crazy directions instead of circles.

He was struggling so much that he accidentally caused the spoon to fly across the room and hit a Marluxia, that had entered the room to see when breakfast would be ready.

"Right, later, got it…" Was all he said, before leaving, spoon attached to his forehead.

Eventually, they began to put the batter onto the griddle, Zexion taking pleasure in turning the griddle on the right temperature with one try.

"Good job, that's the right temp!" Xaldin congratulated, looking for something to give to the boy. "Um, here, have a strawberry," He said, washing said fruit off before giving it to him.

"Yummm yummy yum yum!" Squealed Zexion, before sticking it into his mouth, most of it sticking out anyway since his mouth was so small.

-End Flashback-

And so, there they all were, happily eating breakfast.

Xaldin was now with his Xigbar and Luxord, playing and laughing with their smiley face pancakes that Zexion proudly helped make.

Zexion was with Demyx and Lexaeus of course, doing the same as Luxord and his two X's.

Only, this time Lexaeus had Zexion on his lap while Demyx was helping him learn to use a fork and knife.

Marluxia had to hang with Larxene because Vexen had been in his lab so much lately.

Marluxia was absolutely pissing Larxene off though, and having a good time about it. All of his flower petals kept landing in her drink and food, and he was just plain amused by them.

Saïx was with Xemnas, of course, just talking about nonsense.

"So, what do you think about…Sporks?" Xemnas asked, holding a spoon up in front of a fork.

"…Waytabliss!" Saïx said, laughing and clapping, as he drew on the table with a crayon.

"What?"

"Lol, dude, he means wangtabulous!" Xigbar guffawed out of nowhere, causing Xemnas to put on a D: face.

At that moment though, Vexen burst through the doors, screaming random nonsense.

"I'VE GOT SOMETHING I'VE GOT SOMETHING!!!" He screamed.

He ran and grabbed the nearest child, Zexion, before running back out, this all happening within the time limit of 5 seconds.

"Ok…" Axel said, breaking the silence.

--

"I'm worried though, Lexy! What if he's hurting him, what if-" He'll be fine, Demyx. We can trust Vexen." Demyx and Lexaeus were taking a walk through Marluxia's garden, tending to it for the currently absent Assassin.

After watering the last plant, they made their way to the living room to play chess and play his sitar. Once there, they noticed something strange happening.

It wasn't that Xigbar was teaching Luxord to walk on the ceiling on the way to the living room, or the fact that Marluxia was running by them naked. It was, in fact, that a very grumpy Axel was having a temper tantrum.

"C'mon go away!! What do you want from me leave me alooooneeee," He whined, looking down to his legs.

Both Water and Earth elements looked there, and saw a very scared and shaky Zexion clinging onto Axel's leg. It also appeared that he was older; maybe a few years, around Marluxia's age, and that he had been crying.

"See, he hurt him I knew it!" Demyx yelped, running over to huge Zexion.

But Zexion refused to go to him, instead, he clung to Axel's leg harder.

But was weirdest of all is when Vexen ran into the room, panting; it was obvious that he was looking for Zexion.

Said Schemer started freaking out, and began to climb up Axel's leg, getting a 'WhoOA! WHAT THE HELL?!' from him.

Demyx snarled and stomped over to Vexen, before punching him square in the jaw.

"YOU ASSHOLE YOU HURT MY ZEXION!" He yelled, before kneeing him in the groin.

Somehow, no one noticed most of the Organization come in, but now those who did arrive where watching the scene carefully.

"Why do you suppose Zexion is clinging to Axel and not Demyx…?" Xaldin wondered aloud, snatching Luxord back from Xigbar.

"I do believe…" Lexaeus started, and everyone silenced and stopped their tasks. Everyone knew that if Lexaeus had something to say, it was worth listening to.

"I do believe it is a cause of elements. Because Vexen harmed Zexion, and he is the element of Ice, it would seem logical for Zexion to go look for protection from something that defeats Ice, per say Fire. Water is not exactly…The best thing for overcoming Ice, nor is Earth. Zexion is a smart boy, he knows his elements," He explained, giving Zexion a warm smile.

"Oh great, so does this mean that this little brat will be clinging on to me until he grows up?" Axel groaned, glaring down at Zexion, who was clinging onto his leg with all his might.

"…Probably. Or until he overcomes his fear of Vexen,"

There was silence for a while, just because, and not counting the groans of pain coming from Vexen, since Demyx had beat him up pretty badly.

"Uh! You not even give 'im a ban'aid?" Saïx scoffed, walking over to Vexen and glaring at him condescendingly.

"U-uh n-no…S-sorry…" Vexen whined. Saïx reached into the Academic's pocket and found a bandage, and skipped("Pfft, that's something we sure as hell won't see ever again," Axel snorted)over to Zexion, where he put the bandaid on the spot where Vexen had jabbed him with a needle, causing the huge age transition.

He then grabbed Zexion and held him to where he was carrying him like an adult would a toddler, and grabbed Axel's hand as well so Zexion wouldn't panic.

"Let's go p'ay wit Nammy and 'ion," He said, stalking off towards their room.

Demyx, Luxord, and Marluxia followed too, just because.

--

While everyone was happily playing(excluding the grumpy Axel), Demyx was desperately trying to coax the uber shy Zexion back over to him.

"C'mon Zexy…Please! Look I have your favorite book! To Kill a Mockingbird! Oh come onnnn!!" He whined.

And then a sudden idea came to him.

He ran to Zexion and got on his knees.

"Zexy, mwah!" He said, making a kissy noise and face.

He remembered that Zexion was incredibly fond of snuggles and small kisses.

So Demyx was thrilled when Zexion grinned and quickly did the same thing as he; "Mwah!" said he, only this time his mouth quickly pressing to Demyx's and giggling insanely afterwards. Finally happy, we can now pan the view over to the other toddlers, even though there's not much to say about them since this story, much like the authoress' other ones, revolves mainly around Zexion.

Marluxia was in the care of Namine, who was helping him draw flowers.

Saïx and Luxord on the other hand were playing dress up with Xion.

They all continued playing until it was finally nearing midnight.

"Goodness, you must all be exhausted! I know I am, you should all get to sleep!" Namine said, shooing everyone out of her and Xion's room.

After returning Luxord, Saïx, and Marluxia to their respectable mates, Demyx was stuck with trying to get Zexion to come to bed with him.

"No!" Zexion squealed, hugging Axel's leg.

"Why don't we all just sleep together? Lord knows Axel's bed is big enough," Roxas, who had come searching for Axel, suggested.

"NO! There is NO way in hell that I am sharing a bed with-"

They were all sharing his bed, in the end.

--

In order to all be happy, they had a lot of struggles getting in certain spots.

Finally, their positions were as followed: Demyx, Zexion, Axel, Roxas.

Zexion and Demyx were already fast asleep, leaving Axel to rant to Roxas.

"I can not believe I am stuck with such a clingy brat," He quietly hissed to Roxas, who was behind him.

"Karma is a bitch, isn't it, Axel?" Roxas yawned, before he also joined Demyx and Zexion in slumber.

Axel fumed to himself for another 10 minutes, before he also finally fell asleep.

--

In the morning though, he was the first to wake. He also got the shock of his life.

When he awoke and rubbed his eyes and yadda yadda, he found a very not-toddler Zexion curled up into him.

He took the image in(long, slate/purple/shiny/blue whatever hair, slight shiny stubble, the only thing being worn was socks and boxers, nice amount of muscle)before finally realizing what was up and flipping out.

"HOLY SHIT!" He screamed, managing to do a back flip off the bed.

'Zexion is…huge. Like…Adult huge. Ho-ly shit. Oh my God! Almost had a heart att-Scared me to hell and back, that is…but still! Holy shit!'

What also almost gave him a 'heart' attack was when the much older Zexion began to stir, and wake up.

He stretched like a cat before sitting up and taking notice of Axel.

"What?" He asked, his voice deep.

This caused Axel's eyes to roll to the back of his head and for him to fall back to the ground in a dead faint.