Disclaimer: I don't own the song "Home" or its lyrics, which, as I say in the story, is by Three Days Grace.

"Umm…Larxene, could you excuse us for a moment?" Xemnas said, looking at Larxene pleadingly. She rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever," turning to get out of bed.

"AAHHH!" Vexen yelled from the floor, shielding his face. "Put a robe on, woman!"

Larxene's mouth thinned angrily and she sent a bolt of thunder at Vexen before pulling a bathrobe on herself. Then, she went through a portal as Vexen whimpered and Xemnas got out of bed too. He made sure to put a bathrobe on as well with the intention of keeping Vexen from losing as little sanity as possible. He crouched down next to the Chilly Academic and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uh, well, firstly, I want you to help me find a way to keep everyone else from breaking into my lab and stealing things!" Vexen raved. "And secondly, I just saw you and Larxene-in a bed-with each other-naked. Do you have any idea how wrong that is! I mean, Larxene…EW!"

"I know, I know, but you can't tell anyone, Vexen. We're doing this for a reason."

"Reason? Reason! Xemnas, buddy, Superior, what reason could there possibly be to…" Vexen made a disgusted face and looked at the bed, appalled.

"Well," Xemnas said hesitantly. "We're helping each other out. I'm doing this, which will help her get what she wants, and then in return, she's going to me a…a favor."

"Hey, Number One, you could FORCE her to do your bidding, remember!"

"I know, you're thinking of the situation with Axel, but this case is different. Larxene knows that if I turn her into a Dusk, she can't do my favor."

"What is this favor anyway? And why do you specifically need Larxene to do it?" Vexen asked suspiciously, sitting up straight and narrowing his eyes.

"I need her to assassinate one of our own and get this other person to replace him."

Vexen jumped to his feet. "Wait, not me, right?"

"No, no, not you," Xemnas said, shaking his head. "I want Roxas eliminated."

"Roxas?" Vexen said. "That's fine with me, but isn't Larxene friends with him?"

"Well, she was, but she's closer to Axel and she's mad that Roxas got him turned into a Dusk." Xemnas smirked. "And she's the only one that can do the job because she has the element of thunder. I want it to look like Roxas was struck by lightning, in other words, an accident. Larxene's perfect for the job."

"Okay, but why do you want Roxas dead, and who's replacing him?"

"Because if Roxas dies, Sora will know it and he'll come here straight away, and if Sora comes, Kairi will follow him, then we can use Kairi to get to Namine, who will replace Roxas," Xemnas exclaimed rather brightly in one big breath. "I want Namine in the Organization because of her amazing powers. Not to mention, Roxas annoys me and I think it will be nice to have him gone."

"Sounds good," Vexen shrugged again. "So…why does Larxene need you to…you know, with her?"

"I can't tell you. She won't assassinate Roxas and use her sadistic methods to get Namine into the Organization if I tell anyone at all about what she wants. So you can't tell ANYONE about ANYTHING you discovered, okay?"

"Mm, I don't know," Vexen sneered. "This is funny stuff here, kind of hard to keep secret, you know."

"Well, 'you know', if you do decide to tell someone, I won't help you out with your thievery problem."

Vexen's smile faded and now Xemnas was the one grinning.

"Okay, okay," Vexen sighed. "I won't tell a soul. Now, what are you going to do to keep people from stealing my things?"

Saix and Lexaeus were sitting at a table in the cafeteria together, which was unnatural lately. They had both gone to great lengths to avoid each other after the whole "tomahawk incident". They still had not looked at each other yet, even as they sat the same table.

"We've gotta do something," Saix growled, taking another swig of rum.

"No shit," Lexaeus grunted. "That zit I gave Roxas was gone by the afternoon and no one other than Vexen and Marluxia saw it. We need more revenge."

"Yeah, except Roxas is the one that's good at pranking, not us."

"I could start an earthquake in his room," Lexaeus suggested.

"As acrimonious as that would be for him, I don't think it would do that much damage on the revenge meter," Saix said sarcastically.

"It's not that stupid of an idea."

Saix rolled his eyes and finished his third bottle of rum. "We need a real plan…a good one."

"Hey, guys, I think I can help you there."

Saix and Lexaeus looked up to see Luxord standing by their table, grinning and holding something in his hand.

Axel was extremely bored. There was really not much to do when you were a Dusk. He could not even talk. He had started to write.

These days, Axel walked around with a pad of paper tied around his neck so that he could communicate with his fellow Organization members. This also kept people from thinking he was a real Dusk by seeing the sight of his new "necklace". The daily writing to communicate had made him wonder what else he could write.

He sat on his bed and started to keep a journal. It made him feel slightly better that he had some way to express his feelings. He knew that when he was back to being a normal Nobody, he would cease with the journal since he would have his voice and his chakrams back. For now, however, this would do.

Though, it was something that he had made the mistake of leaving it on his bed, out in the open…

"Okay, Lux, start talking," Lexaeus said. He and Saix had now been joined at their table by Luxord, who had told them that he knew how to help them get good revenge from Roxas.

"Now, first thing's first," Luxord said with an air of business, "if I help you out with this, you guys gotta do something for me."

"Depends, what's that?" Saix asked, swaying slightly in his seat as he raised his fifth bottle of rum (he had drained the fourth one in seven seconds flat). The Gambler of Fate took out one of his playing cards and threw it at the bottle, breaking it and sending rum all over the table. "Hey, Luxo, what'd you do that for?" Saix asked angrily.

"Shut up," Luxord commanded flatly. "I'll help you guys get your revenge on Roxas, but only if you confess to being the ones that have been stealing from Vexen's lab."

"If we do that, the Superior will turn us into Dusks and we'll be slithering around the castle with Axel the Asshole!" Lexaeus exclaimed indignantly. "I mean, yeah, I stole the Zit Kit, but I haven't stolen everything."

"He won't turn you into Dusks," Luxord said, shaking his head.

"Says the one that only ever does things on a chance," Saix mumbled incoherently.

"He won't," Luxord reiterated. "See, there's something I want, but I need to be close to Xemnas to get it. He's up to something with Larxene and Vexen. The two of them have been closer to him lately. If I appear to have figured out who the thieves were and bring them to Xemnas, he will be glad because Vexen will be satisfied and be off his back, and he will be thankful enough to me to help me get what I want. Not to mention, if I advise him to be merciful upon you two, he will indeed show mercy. You will both get off fairly easily and you will have gotten revenge on Roxas. Do we have an accord?"

"Wait," Lexaeus said sharply, "what is it you want from Xemnas?"

"Not part of the deal. Do you promise to do this, or not?"

For the first time in months, Saix and Lexaeus looked at each other. Both of them suddenly had horribly embarrassing flashbacks of the "tomahawk incident". Saix bent over, his pants down and exposing his nude butt, unable to reach the tomahawk sticking to it…Lexaues trying hard to avoid looking at anything that he wouldn't want to see as he pulled at his weapon…

Roxas, watching, rolling around on the floor with laughter with the rest of the Organization gathered around, all cracking up as well.

Roxas…

Just the name brought anger to Saix and Lexaeus. They glared at each other in the eye and nodded.

"Then here you go, boys," Luxord said triumphantly, pulling out a small notebook. "I give you…Axel's journal!"

He slapped the small notebook into the middle of the table. Saix and Lexaeus looked at it for a moment. They grinned sinisterly and Saix pulled out two bottles of Rum, handing one to Lexaeus.

"To retribution!" Lexaeus toasted, raising his bottle.

And Saix whispered in a deadly soft voice, "To Roxas."

They bumped bottles, and took large swigs.

Zexion was watching Roxas and Marluxia by the Graceful Assassin's greenhouse. The two had been oddly attached today. The Cloaked Schemer wondered why as he stared out of his bedroom window.

There were strange things going on lately. Roxas had been skipping meetings for reasons that he needed to have Axel cover for him, reasons that made Axel refuse to tell Xemnas when he knew it would be of heavy cost to him. Earlier, Zexion had walked past the door of Xemnas's room only to hear what sounded like Vexen yelling something about wanting his stuffed bunny rabbit, Boo Boo, or he would cry. At that point, Zexion had stopped walking and stood there with his brow furrowed. He decided he did not want to know and continued on his way. Damn, this place was weird…

He lied down on his bed and sighed. He wondered why he stayed there, at Castle Oblivion. Seriously, it sounded like it should be the name of a really grungy inn he went to once. And The World That Never Was? What kind of name was that for a world! Really! he thought, It sounds like something from one of those videogames that Demyx plays.

Me: Now you're getting it!

"What am I getting?" Zexion asked, not even lifting up his head from the pillow.

Me:…It. oo

"You're a lot of help."

Me: And you're a hottie, but I like Axel better.

"Everyone does."

Me: Nuh-uh. If you're good, I'll create the perfect woman for you, how's that?

"Whatever."

Me: You know you want one. Just be on your best behavior, okay? Eat your rabbit food. Clean your room. And feed Henry, the goldfish.

"I always do that stuff anyway."

Me:…Well, then keep up the good work! Bye! –disappears through portal of darkness. Those things are so cool!-

Zexion heard loud music coming from above him and looked up at the ceiling. Demyx's room was above his and he often played his Sitar as loudly and obnoxiously as he could. Now, don't get me wrong, Zexion loved music, but Demyx couldn't exactly play very well. Zexion took his black MP3 player and plugged his earphones in. He scrolled down his list of artists and decided on the song Home by Three Days Grace.

He lie there, eyes shut, and music flowing in through his mind, thinking about what life at Castle Oblivion was like.

This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a home

But this was his home, Zexion thought in contrast to what Three Days Grace sang to him. He smiled as he heard Saix, drunk, out in the hallway.

"I'm a telling ya, there's a panda in a clown costume standing right there!"

Zexion smiled more wryly and turned up the volume on his MP3 player. This was his home, forever and always.

It was just extremely screwed up.

Later that night, Larxene was signed on to AIM as LightningLady and was talking to the one whose screen name was Cheesepuh-lease. She knew who he was, though. They had met many times in secret, but could not risk communication by phone, or his voice would be recognized.

LightningLady: It's going to work. I promise.

Cheesepuh-lease: I hope.

LightningLady: Do you believe me?

Cheesepuh-lease: idk

LightningLady: y?

Cheesepuh-lease: This is a complicated situation, and I think that many things can go wrong.

LightningLady: For one of the leaders of the Light side, you sure are pessimistic.

Cheesepuh-lease: I'm not pessimistic, I'm realistic.

LightningLady: And I wear lipstick. Let's rhyme, eh? lol

Cheesepuh-lease: Seriously, I'm worried.

Larxene sighed and tried to think of a way to reassure her lover. She felt confident about all of this, but he did not and she wanted him to.

LightningLady: I won't let you down. No one here knows or cares about what I want. Don't worry. Gtg. Bye.

Larxene minimized the window and went into her bathroom to take a shower. A few minutes later, Demyx could be found going around the halls and corridors, looking for her. He opened her bedroom door, calling her name.

"Larx?" Demyx called. He heard the sound of running water and figured she was in the shower. He saw her computer screen and realized that she was still signed online. "I'm gonna sign you off, okay?" he called again. Either she didn't care or she didn't hear him, but Demyx decided to restore the window anyway. He was surprised, however, to see a screen name that he did not recognize.

He knew he shouldn't. Larxene was his friend. He didn't want to invade her privacy…

To hell he didn't. He sat down and read the IM conversation that was still up.

He heard the water shut off and the sound of the shower door sliding open. The Melodious Nocturne smirked as he finished reading the rest of the conversation and minimized it, then snuck back out of Larxene's room, snickering to himself like an evil little demon child.

Author's Note: Right, so now we know what three of the other members want. Xemnas: to have Roxas gone and have Namine take his place in the Organization. Lexaeus: to have revenge against Roxas. Saix: to have revenge against Roxas, and get wasted. Next time, we will learn what Zexion, Larxene, and Luxord want. Hope you did and continue to enjoy! PLEASE REVIEW!