Opposites attract

Opposites attract:

Chapter 11:

Yet another secret reveled:

A shiver ran down Zexion's spine as he appeared in his room. He could not shake the feeling that came over him when Brsxiana kissed him, it was wrong on sooo many levels. And when he had kissed her back? Zexion shook himself again, his eye twitching slightly. He had to keep reminding himself that it was necessary, that it had to be done.

"Lord I hate soap operas." Zexion groaned to himself. He turned and rammed his fist in to the wall; it was a habit that ran in the family. (Oh yes, that's right, believe it!) He looked blankly at his hand a moment, which had lodged itself in the plaster wall. He sighed and portled himself to the other side of the room to free his hand. He remembered when his little sister had first arrived; he had had no idea how to react so he simply hadn't. And Axel, that idiot, sure wasn't helping things. 'I should have known that they would fall for each other.' Zexion mused. 'And Larxene, that little wretch, would have to be dealt with immediately. Before she ruins the present with the past. She was the cause of all this. She and the superior, what with his twisted little experiments.' Zexion was growing more and more furious with every thought. 'He could have chosen Roxas, or Demyx, or even Saix to get romantically involved with Brsxiana.' But the more Zexion thought about any of them being with his little sister, the more assured he was that he had made the right choice. Axel was bad enough; at least his feelings were real. This whole charade was to test him any ways. Zexion remembered Axel's look or pure devastation only moments earlier, and felt a pang of guilt. 'Pour guy, it wasn't his fault the superior had a grudge on him, well actually it was.' However Zexion still couldn't shake the feeling. What with the stuff Vexen had had him spray on Brsxiana's pillow it was no wonder she was acting like a total… achem. She probably wouldn't remember half the things that had happened. 'Or were going to happen' Zexion thought mournfully sliding his hand over his face.

"What am I gonna do?" He moaned sinking into his chair.


Axel sat in the place where he and Brsxiana had first kissed; his knees brought up to his chin and arms crossed over them. His eyes shone brilliant green, burning in the endless night. He stared out towards the hart shaped moon, a million thoughts flowing through his head. First worry, then resentment, then anger, and now just a hallow confusion. He had thought it out, worked out every possible angle that he could think of and came up with only one solution, Larxene. She was the only one who could, and was truly hartless enough, to wreck such havoc. 'It's not fair' Axel thought, his whole being sinking. 'You should be able to leave the past behind.' Larxene had to be dealt with; otherwise Axel could never truly live, not to the fullest extent, not with this leash Larxene was strangling him with.


Roxas tiptoed around the superior's office, not knowing what he was looking for. He didn't even really know why he was there just that he was.

"Man, this is stupid." He murmured to himself, but he continued searching, which was pretty had sense he was too scared to disturb anything. Then he heard footsteps right outside the door, whoever it was must have portled here otherwise he would have heard them coming. Roxas quickly dived into a trashcan, wanting to hear whatever conversation was to come, and feeling for all the world like Jim Hawkins. But there was nothing just some shuffling around. Roxas mentally bashed his own head against a wall as he heard the superior sit down. He wondered absently if he could portal away from inside the trash can without being noticed, probably not. He looked down for the first time really realizing where he was, and was momentarily worried but then realized that the bin was full only of paper… paper with Axel's and Brsxiana's Names all over it, Jackpot.


Demyx stood in shock, His mouth hanging open. If this had been a cartoon one of the strings on his Sitar would have snapped, he was so shocked. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He hadn't meant to eaves drop, really! It had all been an accident. But when he had heard Xemnas and Vexen talking about Axel and Brsxiana and Zexion… It was all just so wrong.


Brsxiana lay curled up in a ball in her room, the doors locked. What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she just let it go? She'd been betrayed by every other man in her life why should this come as such a shock? It was time for her to get over it, time to mend up all the mess she'd cause, time to go back to the responsible personality she'd left behind when she became a nobody. She had to pull it together and stop worrying all her friends. Axel, he would be dealt with. But even thinking his name made the tears well up again, she clung tightly to her pillow, breathing in deeply. Zexion, Zexion would help her take care of Axel.