Disclaimer: Yah...see previous chapters...no ownage...

In Motion

Zexion couldn't help but feel like a complete ass. He had tested Larxene to see how far she could go, to see her response to the truth that so many other nobodies tried to ignore. Games.

And like most she didn't go too far from what Zexion had expected. But what excatly were you expecting? Did you expect her to break down and cry? Cause she certainly didn't do that. Did you expect her to throw one of her knives at you? Because she definatly came close. No, he really didn't know what to expect from Larxene. Sometimes she was predictable, you could judge most of her movements and actions just from looking at her and other times, like now, you didn't stand a chance. It was like a detailed game of chess aganist a stronger opponent, there would be so many ways to move but what one would they chose?

He shook his head and cleared his thoughts – it was strange. Half of him told him to go and admit he was sorry but another part was telling him to stay.

"Well? Are you going to say you're sorry?" A voice asked.

Zexion turned around to see who had addressed him. Sharp features, green eyes, and fiery red hair that surely could disgrace a rainbow – Axel.

"How long have you been here?" Zexion asked.

Axel laughed, "Long enough."

Zexion smirked, "Would you apologize to her?"

"No! But hey, thats just me. You on the other hand might wanna, Larxene can hold a grudge for a long time."

Somehow Zexion didn't doubt that, besides he didn't have to apoligize, he could just...check up on her. Maybe it didn't matter, Larxene was probably too pissed to care what he did right now. Without waiting for his thoughts to hold him back he hurried off, Axel's laughter causing his stide to quicken.

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Larxene nodded to Marluxia accepting his disapproving glare with a frown, "I understand. No conversing with Vexen, Lexaeus, or Zexion."

"Good girl."

Sometimes Larxene respected the older man and then there were times that she hated him. He strode away with that self-confident spring in his step, Larxene imagined stabbing him and watching him bleed...petals?

"Wow...what an ass."

By now Larxene could reconize Zexion's voice, "What do you want now?"

"Don't flatter yourself."

Larxene had to grin, now was her chance to put her plan in motion.

"I'll remember that," She answered dimly.

He raised an eyebrow as she turned around and flashed him her brightist smile, "Is there anything I can get you?"

"I'm fine," He replied cooly.

"Ok, just let me know if you do."

Confused he finally asked her, "What are you doing?"

She giggled, "I warned you. I'm trying my hand at your offer."

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next chappie should be fun...XD