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Chapter Six is presented to you from a little car on the Trans-Canada Highway.

Ok, so its day four on the road driving on the highways across the boarder with a cup of cheap coffee and a really annoying friend to keep me company…I snatched the laptop again to write this while my friend drives for the next four hours. (Hey! Don't look at me that way…we take turns) The stupidest thing about this laptop is it ain't got no Internet, meaning I have to post these chapters up when I get home!

Oh! Just a little note about the story so far, as you've probably observed, it's probing deeper into the so far dysfunctional relationship between Zexion and Larxene. In this chapter I introduce…drum roll…The Organization's feelings towards the budding friends. Ha-ha because I'm really caffeinated right now it might get interesting.

Interference

"What the hell does she think she's doing!"

Axel looked towards the pink haired man named Marluxia. It was common to see him worked up these days, No one hated a kink in their plans more then the Graceful Assassin. Axel sighed and took to watching his feet, squiggling his toes in his shoes.

"Who knows, this is Larxene we're talking about, got it memorized?"

"Still she knows the importance of our plans! Hanging around with Zexion is jeopardizing everything! He isn't stupid! If she lets something slip he'll report back to Vexen or the others!" Marluxia hissed.

Axel sneered at the castle master, "What? Jealous?"

He watched as the man's rigid body loosened. Marluxia stared back at Axel with a cocky grin, "Larxene? Are you completely stupid? She's a bit young for me don't you think? Besides she really isn't my type."

"I can see that."

"What was that?"

"Hmm?"

There was a distanced silence as both men thought about their situation. Axel really couldn't care less about Larxene or Zexion, hell he didn't care much for Marluxia either. But there were certain benefits about befriending the castle master and his groupies.

"What are you going to do?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Marluxia glanced his way before turning back to the white wall, "Interfere."

"Is that really right?"

Marluxia smirked, "Nothing I do is ever right."

XxxXxxX

Well at least he looks better, Larxene thought as she bounced about the halls of Castle Oblivion. It was true, the cloaked schemer no longer complained about the set of hives he had received earlier from Larxene's attempts at laundry. Not that he complained anyhow. In fact he had returned to his usual routine of working in the lab and taking up gloomy chats with Lexaeus.

Larxene frowned she couldn't ignore that she was a little bit annoyed by that.

Why? You want him to spend time with you instead?

Larxene's inner thoughts surprised herself and she angrily bashed them.

No! Zexion and are just…just…employees…we have a "working" relationship.

Right…

Shut up! No one said you could talk!

Larxene mentally kicked herself, having conversations with yourself was the first sign of going crazy. So she took to throwing her knifes at random spots on the wall.

"Damn whiteness," She muttered.

"I hope you know it took a long time to paint that wall white."

Larxene nearly died right there recognizing the voice, she faced the black shadow with a look of defiance.

"So what? This place needs a change of color, Marluxia."

Marluxia stepped out of the shadows created by the dimly lit and narrow hallways.

"How is Zexion doing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Larxene felt herself growing defensive and Marluxia saw this. His voice became cold and mocking and a smirk was printed on his face.

"You have to stop seeing him and soon. My operation will begin shortly."

"I don't see the point. I'm not going to leak information out and imagine the look on Zexion's face the day he realizes it was me, you, and Axel who took this place over."

Marluxia didn't comply and Larxene's face fell, he wasn't going to give in until they came to a firm agreement.

"You have to break it off starting now."

"Wh-."

Larxene was cut off as Marluxia suddenly grabbed her and slammed her against the hard wall.

"I told you to end it now."

It was amazing how calm his voice was even though his muscles seemed tight and his blue eyes were livid. Larxene actually felt a tinge of fear, he could kill her now if he wanted and to him it wouldn't be a big loss, no one would care or even miss her when she was gone, no one would say her name, no one would wonder how or why she was gone – it scared her. Even though she was a nobody and had no real existence the idea of her life ending was…frightening.

She felt Marluxia's muscles relax and felt herself sliding fast to the floor, he had taken her silence and fearful expression as an ultimate yes. She watched the fringe of his cloak sweep the floor as he walked away, a sob threatened to escape her throat as she thought of what she was going to do tomorrow. She really was going to end this.

Walking to her room along the narrow hallways she never felt so alone or meaningless. She wrapped her arms around her allowing her body to feel something. A touch, some measure of comfort. She walked into her room and closed the door with a soft click, collapsing into bed still with her cloak on. Larxene couldn't remember a time when she had ever felt so tired.

XxxXxxX

The first thing most of the organization members notice when they enter the dining room was the food. For Zexion it wasn't what was there it was what wasn't there – and that was Larxene. She usually was the first one there, mostly to get first crack at whatever good choice was there. And as he picked at today's specialty the dining room had a strangely empty appeal.

Funny. Whenever did you get used to her presence? More off, whenever did you look forward to her presence?

Zexion dismissed his thoughts and wrote them off as symptoms of the itch. Why Larxene wasn't there wasn't his business, maybe Xemnas had her off on some assignment or maybe it was just that "time of the month" for her.

Surprisingly Zexion ate quickly and decided to try something new, a little stroll in the gardens outside. As he made his way towards the castle entrance, something or someone caught his cloak. Zexion already knew it was Vexen.

The older scientist towered over Zexion but Zexion showed no sign of fear or wariness. Vexen would make a point but he never used dominance or violence to get it across.

"Why are you bothering me?"

"Am I bothering you…I wasn't aware." Vexen replied sounding almost bored.

"You're not aware of most things."

That pushed number four a little too far, Zexion could feel waves of anger off Vexen.

"If you were smart you would know why I'm here."

Zexion stepped back a stride or two away from Vexen who seemed to be getting closer.

"I'm warning you – stay away from Larxene."

"Hmm…Why?"

"Don't play foolish, her absence at the table today was no doubt a result of Marluxia, you're too close to Larxene and Marluxia know this. He might, no, will try and earn information off of you using her!"

"Please…I'm no idiot, I'm not going to tell anyone. We have known about Marluxia's ideas long before he set them in motion, I'm not risking our futures or our ranks."

Vexen smirked, his worries seemed to have settled. "Good."

Zexion just turned away and hurried towards the garden before any more interference could waver his thoughts.

XxxXxxX

It had been along time since Zexion had stepped foot in the castle's gardens. They were vast and beautiful, kept in good condition by Marluxia. It bothered Zexion that he was here, among the bushes of roses and blossomed trees. But he was keeping his end of the bargain, and that involved the outdoors and the sun. He just hoped no one would see him.

The sunlight felt warm and strange on his back and the mass of different scents was enough to make him dizzy. It was truly, enriching. He smirked to himself, he should try this more often. The next time however, Larxene would be there to see it.

-END-

-Squeals- I worked hard on this chapter so…spread the love and leave a review…and you might see more! Lol I was reading this later and realized that the scene between Marluxia and Axel was damn good…