Author's Note: Ok, firstly, I realized that I had not included Vexen in the roll call for chapter one, which was unintentional and I have fixed. So sorry if there was any confusion with that. Also, I know that the second half of chapter one wasn't that funny, kind of twisted, but it needed to lead up to later events. I'd say that this chapter is fairly humorous the whole way through so….yeah. Please review, people, even if it's a short one. I'd really appreciate it. If you do, I'll, uh….give you candy….er, yeah, candy. Just review, ok?

The reason Roxas had been picking flowers during meetings was because he had discovered two months ago that he was suddenly madly in love with Marluxia. He figured that since Marluxia was obsessed with plants, Roxas might be able to impress him with an extremely lovely bouquet. He would need help, however, so he went to his best friend, Axel.

Two Months Ago……

Roxas had awoken on a Monday to find that he had a large zit on his chin. He had tried popping it, but that did not work. Then, Roxas tried one of the more stupid things and attempted to blast it off with his keyblades. That had only resulted in agonized yells. (Lexaeus was the one that put the zit on Roxas in the middle of the night with his spiffy new Grow Your Own Zit Kit. He wanted someone to test it on and wanted to get back at Roxas for getting Saix's ass covered in superglue and then sticking Lexaeus's tomahawk to it. Lexaeus and Saix still haven't looked each other in the eye.) Lexaeus sat outside of Roxas's room, laughing his ass off at this pained screaming. After a few minutes, Lexaeus had heard Roxas coming to the door and he disappeared through a portal.

Roxas walked briskly down the hallway, mumbling incoherently to himself. His zit seemed to have grown even larger since he launched his full scale assault on it. He tried to think of a way to cover up the zit before he left the castle to assassinate some asshole named Riku. Before he knew it, however, Vexen was rushing up to him, looking flustered.

"Where did you get that zit?" Vexen asked accusingly.

"I have no idea," Roxas growled. "I woke up this morning and it was there."

"Well, somebody stole my Grow Your Own Zit Kit and I'm trying to figure out who it is. I swear, Roxas, if I find out it's you…." Vexen blew a small breeze of chilly air at Roxas, who shivered.

"Vex, I'm fifteen. I don't want zits, thank you."

Vexen made a noise in the back of his throat and continued walking down the hall, leaving Roxas to wonder who would plant such a hideous zit on him while he was sleeping. He tried to remember who he had pranked most lately, but realized that had been everyone.

Roxas shrugged and went further down the hall, this time to be stopped by Marluxia.

"Hey, Foxy Roxy," Marluxia greeted gently. "Tis a lovely morning, wouldn't ya say?"

"It'd be lovelier if I didn't have this big ass zit," Roxas grumbled.

"Oh, dear!" Marluxia exclaimed as he noticed the zit. He clutched at the flower that hung around his neck in support.

"Come on, Mar, it's not that big, is it?" Roxas asked worriedly.

"Umm…well, I have some cream that'll make it go away."

"You do? Really?"

"Yeah," Marluxia replied, searching his pockets. "I stole it from Vexen's lab."

Marluxia pulled out a tube labled "Vexen's Beauty Cream" and handed it to Roxas.

"Just rub a little of that over your pimple and it'll be completely gone in sixty seconds," Marluxia explained. "I've always wondered why Vexen's face is so pretty and now I've been the one with the pretty face for the last four days. Just don't tell him I have this."

"I won't," Roxas said, gazing fondly at Marluxia while he smoothed the cream over his chin. He suddenly found himself strangely attracted to the plant lover. He found that he could not explain it, but the feeling was there and it was strong. It had nothing to do with the fact that Marluxia had just saved him much embarrassment; he was sure of that. It was….strange.

Roxas snapped out of it and handed the tube back to Marluxia, who smiled and handed him a compact. Roxas looked at it in confusion.

"What do I do with this?" he asked.

"Silly, it has a mirror," Marluxia laughed.

"Oh." Roxas opened the compact and held it up to his face, looking at his chin. He could have danced; his chin was completely zit free! He smiled, giving the compact back to Marluxia. "Thanks."

"Sure thing, Foxy Roxy. You know, even though you do play those pranks on all of us, I still find them kind of funny, even when it is on me. I think you're quite the sweetie, Roxas."

"Really? Thanks, Mar." Roxas felt himself growing more attracted by the second. He had to get out of there, and now. He thought of a lie so that he could leave. "Um…well, I've got to go-uh…..finish filling out this survey I got in the mail."

"Ooh, I love surveys!" Marluxia said excitedly, clapping his hands together. "What's it about?"
"Er…rocks," Roxas answered.

"Oh, well it sounds boring; I won't keep you. Seeya later, Roxy!"

Roxas had not gone to fill out a survey about rocks, but to find Axel. The two had sat down in the kitchen (that was white, by the way), at a table away from where Xigbar and Xaldin were thumb wrestling and being cheered on by Luxord, Saix, and Zexion.

"Roxas, are you really sure that you love Marluxia?" Axel asked quietly.

"Positive. Please, don't laugh at me, Axel. I've never been attracted to another guy before," Roxas said pleadingly.

"I'm not laughing," Axel shook his head. "I just wanna make sure this really how you feel…..Foxy Roxy."

"Don't make fun of Mar!" Roxas said indignantly.

"I wasn't. I was just making sure the attraction had nothing to do with what he called you. Obviously, it doesn't have the same effect on you when I said it as to when Marluxia said it, so that's good."

"So, you'll still be my friend even though I'm going through a gay phase?"

"Of course!" Axel said cheerfully. "Hey, you want Mar, you go get him."

"Well, the thing is that I want to impress him by making this awesome bouquet for him, but if any of the others see me picking flowers, they'll never let me forget it and I can't let Marluxia see or he'll be suspicious. And let's face it, it's nearly impossible to get any privacy around here. So I'll have to pick the flowers during meetings. That's the only time that no one will be able to catch me. Do you think you could cover for me?"

"Well, how many meetings do you think you'll need to get all the flowers? 'Cause Xemnas will get pissed after a few and I won't be able to lie to him too long without him getting suspicious."

"Two tops," Roxas said confidently, lazily waving his hand. He looked over at the table where the thumb wrestling was taking place. Xigbar stood up in triumph after crushing Xaldin's thumb into his fist.

"Being a sniper your whole life gives ya strong thumbs, Xald, you didn't have a chance!" Xigbar exclaimed as Xaldin sulked.

"I want Marluxia, Axel. I've never felt this way for anyone before," Roxas said seriously. Axel raised his eyebrows, nodded, and walked away, forcing himself to believe that he was perfectly okay with this.

It was actually scaring the hell out of him.

Currently….

All Organization members other than Axel were at another meeting five days after Axel had been turned into a Dusk. Roxas was not sure if his best friend was angry at him or not. It was hard to tell when Axel could not speak, considering that Axel had too hot a temper to give the silent treatment over shouting his mouth off.

Roxas sat in his chair, feeling a little tense. He looked around at his fellows. Xemnas was squinting at him in askance. Roxas looked away from him and at the others. They were shooting him dirty glances, especially Demyx, who was probably Axel's closest friend after Roxas. Demyx flicked him off from across the room, unhappy with Roxas getting his fellow prankster in trouble. Roxas frowned, wanting to respond aggressively and launch one of his keyblades at Demyx, but he knew he deserved it. He had told Axel two meetings at the most, but instead, discovered that he did not have all of the flowers to make the perfect bouquet and needed more time. He should have just used what he had and let Axel off the hook.

"All right, everyone," Xemnas sighed. "Since we talked about rocks at the last meeting, today, we are going to talk about stones."

"Xemnas, what's the difference?" asked Zexion wearily.

"Yeah, just where are you going with this exactly?" Larxene asked. "The last meeting was basically a geology lesson that none of us paid attention to after the first ten minutes. Now what? Aren't stones the same things as rocks?"

"No," Xemnas said defensively. "Stones are smaller."

"But why are we talking about them?" Demyx exclaimed impatiently.

"I have a new hobby! That okay with you? Geese!"

"Um, geese?" Saix asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why'd you just say, 'geese'?"

"I meant to say geeze, but the person typing up our story accidentally typed an s instead of a z. Are you gonna yell at them too?"

Me: You better not yell at me because I can make whatever I want happen to you guys.

"You already made Lexaeus have to unstick his tomahawk from my ass and that was certainly awkward enough for us!" Saix snapped.

Me: Saix, that's the least I can come up with. grins evilly I can think of plenty of things to humiliate you.

"Damn!"

Me: For instance, I could do something to you that would involve this willy shrinking potion I stole from Vexen's lab.

"Hey!" Vexen exclaimed. "Did you steal my Grow Your Own Zit Kit and my Beauty Cream too?"

Me: No. I know who stole those, looks at Lexaeus and Marluxia who shift guiltily in their seats and start to whistle casually as they look up at the ceiling but I won't tell you. goes through my own dark portal and disappears

Silence…

"So, anyway, I thought we would have a meeting about stones today," Xemnas said brightly.

"What's it gonna be next time, trees?" Xaldin asked in annoyance.

"No, grass."

After the extremely boring meeting about stones, Demyx and Larxene went to find Axel, shoving past Roxas as they walked away. Roxas decided not to follow, considering that Larxene would probably just shove her knives up Roxas's nostrils anyway.

Roxas looked around to see what Marluxia was doing and saw that he was down on one knee, tying his shoe. Roxas pretended to drop something and look for it as an excuse to wait for everyone else to leave. Once the rest of them were gone, Roxas walked over to Marluxia and cleared his throat.

"Oh, hey, Roxy," Marluxia said cheerfully, standing up.

"H-hi, Marluxia," Roxas said nervously. "So, um, some meeting, huh? How 'bout them stones?"

"Oh, boring as hell, really," Marluxia shook his head. "I'm not quite understanding all the hype about rocks and things that's been going on lately. I mean, that survey they sent you in the mail was about rocks. Our last meeting was about rocks. This meeting was about stones, which are basically the same thing as rocks…I don't know. It's weird."

"Yeah, weird," Roxas laughed. "I made something for you." Roxas pulled the bouquet, which consisted of many different pretty flowers with unique scents, from behind his back and handed it to Marluxia.

"Oh my God, Roxy, they're beautiful!" Marluxia cooed, inhaling deeply.

"I'm glad you like them," Roxas grinned, feeling proud.

"Aww, thank you," Marluxia gave Roxas a quick hug, which made Roxas blush. "I didn't know you were so interested in plants."

"Well, it's, uh, become a new hobby of mine," Roxas said untruthfully, remembering what Xemnas had said.

"Really? In that case, I think I've found a partner for the annual World That Never Was Greenhouse Competition!"

"Greenhouse…competition?" Roxas asked hollowly.

"Yeah! They have one every year, but I've never won. The rules say you can have a partner, but you aren't required to have one and, let's face it, the only people I can ask to buddy up with me are us Organization members. I never thought in my wildest dreams though that anyone here other than me was interested in plants. So, Roxas, will you be my partner? Please, please, please?"

Roxas thought about it. He knew nothing, nothing about plants and found the idea of taking diligent care of them extremely boring, but on the other hand, if he helped Marluxia win the competition, maybe that would get him to fall in love with him.

"Okay, Mar," Roxas grinned, "I'll be your partner."

Vexen walked into his lab after the meeting, whistling. He had been so glad when Xemnas had said, "And that concludes our session about stones for today. Next meeting's topic: grass. The meeting will be held in two weeks, which will be the start of a new month: lady and gentlemen, June!" Vexen was not sure how much longer he could sit there impatiently after hearing about yet another of his scientific concoctions being stolen. He was getting sick of it. In the past year, the number of things being stolen from his lab had increased dramatically. These were things that he planned to put on the market and get rich from, but nooo, his fellow Nobodies had to steal them and use them whenever they desired.

By God, he would he would not stand for this!

Vexen went over to his shelves to see if anything new had been stolen since he had last been in his lab yesterday. He walked along the rows, now emptier than they used to be because of things that had not yet been returned, and checked for any new missing items. He was feeling relieved, thinking nothing new had been taken, until he saw a fresh empty spot. He froze, stiffening in anger. His hands clenched into icy fists at his sides as he read the label beneath the empty space: Mirror Potion.

Whoever drank that potion would look exactly like any other person they wanted. The problem was, they would not change back into their own body until given the antidote that Vexen possessed. Vexen smirked. Whoever had stolen the potion would want to go back to their own looks eventually, but Vexen would make sure they wouldn't be able to. He found the bottle of antidote and smashed it, letting its contents swirl into the drain on his floor.

They'll deserve it, Vexen thought sinisterly, It's their own fault for stealing my things. He began to laugh maniacally. Still, this whole let's-get-into-Vexen's-lab-while-he's-not-around-and-steal-whatever-we-want-for-our-own-uses thing has got to stop.

Vexen glared back at the shelves and let out a roar of fury. He then walked through a portal and appeared in Xemnas's room, only to find the Organization's number one lying in bed nude, sleeping, with a naked Larxene slumbering next to him.

Vexen stood there and stared in horror and shock. He made a growling noise before exploding, "I HATE THIS TWISTED PLACE!" Xemnas and Larxene awoke and sat bolt upright. "THIS PLACE IS TOO DAMN STRESSFUL AND I-WANT-MY STUFFED BUNNY RABBIT, BOO BOO, OR I AM GOING TO GO INTO THE FETAL POSITION AND CRY!"

Xemnas and Larxene looked at each other with fear and bewilderment before Vexen crawled onto the floor in a fetal position and rocked back and forth, sucking his thumb.

Author's Notes: Okay, still twisted, but longer and funnier. Makes me kind of feel sorry for Vexen…but not that sorry. Remember, I need to demonstrate what everyone wants and I need to make sure you guys realize how badly they want it. So after we get through these next few chapters where we learn what the other members want, then it'll get fun as they try hard and interfere with each other to get it. Though I think it's obvious, I will go over what everyone's desires we've learned so far are. Axel: to be his normal self again; Roxas: to be Marluxia's lover; Vexen: to find a way to keep everyone from stealing his experiments Vexen glares at me Hey, I only stole that for five minutes so I could threaten Saix, okay? Go check your shelf; I put it back. Next chapter, we will learn what Lexaeus, Saix, and Xemnas want. PLEASE review!