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Demyx felt Vexen staring at him intently, though he looked completely tired. Most of the other members were sleeping, with a few just sitting there. Axel was doing his best to comfort Roxas and Xion. The two of them looked half awake, at that and Roxas was a little grumpy.

"So..Vexen you need a nap or something?" He called casually.

That apparently was the wrong thing to say, as a small glob of ice was hurled his way. Demyx ducked just in time, then ran out of the room. Now he had to go report to the superior, who may not be in the best of moods as well. He walked down the hall to his office to find the door wide open, but the room empty. That was rather odd of him, perhaps they should check back later.

"Hey, superior are you here?" He called.

Poking around they saw a list sitting on the desk they picked it up. The list was a rather lengthy grocery list, he stopped reading halfway through it.

"Oh come on don't we have supplies." Demyx whined.

"You are going shopping." Came the voice of Saix only it was a bit horse.

Demyx nearly jumped, and turned around to face him. They looked to be in a rather sour mood, but also seemed a bit listless.

"Can you tell the superior Vexen cant see him right now." He squeaked.

"After we get back, cant have you wandering off." He growled.

He went silent as a portal was opened, and the two of them walked though it. This was the worst trip ever, Demyx thought. He sweated slightly , wondering if Saix was ill enough to be set off far quicker than usual. The shopping trip was rather uneventful, and Saix glared daggers at him the while time. They arrived back at the castle to find it rather quiet, and Demyx quickly set everything down in the hallway. Where were the dusks when you really needed them. Though he wondered could lesser nobodies even get sick.

"I do hope Vexen can get to the bottom of this." Saix huffed. "We are far behind on quotas"

"Well don't look at me." Demyx quipped.

"Given you are the only one currently capable." Saix smirked.

Demyx went silent, they just had to open their mouth. He had not really learned his lesson last time he dared provoked Saix. Though they seemed to be staring into space again, perhaps they could get away without him taking notice.

"I have something else in mind." Xemnas called.

"H.. hi superior." Demyx squeaked.

"Vexen has taken samples, and just needs one from you." He called. "After that please come see me."

"Sure." Demyx responded and hurried of to Vexens lab.

Once there it was rather quiet, and most of the members were sleeping, Vexen was hard at work analyzing results. He walked over and stood there, waiting for Vexen. They seemed to be checking on some print outs, and had several dates and times circled.

"I see you are finally here." Vexen huffed. "Have a seat."

Demyx sat down not knowing what to expect, swiftly Vexen shoved a cotton swab up his nose.

"Just hold still." Vexen huffed.

Demyx was rather uncomfortable, but swiftly it was over.

"You should have results in a few hours." Vexen ordered. "However do tell the superior some of the cases are food poisoning."

"Sure Vexy" Demyx called leaving.

"The nerve of some of them." Vexen angrily muttered.

Demyx returned back to Xemnas who was sitting in his office.

"Hey superior we have a partial answer." He called.

"Do tell." Xemnas mused.

"We have food poisoning, well at least some of us do." Demyx quipped.

"Well then, sense you are the only one healthy enough, you are to scrub down the entire kitchen."

"Yes sir." Demyx groaned.

"You shall have some help from the dusks and are dismissed." Xemnas spoke leaving the room.

"Aww man." Demyx sighed. "Work is gross."

"I will be keeping an eye on you, so you don't slack off." Came the voice of Saix.

"Could this day get any worse." Moaned Demyx as Saix marched him off to the kitchen.

A few dusks were waiting scrubbing implements, and cleaners in hand. The first thing on the list was the counters, and all cooking utensils. They had been piled up for two days now, and had gotten rather grungy. Thankfully none of them had started to grow mold yet, at least not that he knew of.

"Eeww do I have to touch it?" Demyx complained wrinking his nose at the smell.

A pair of gloves was handed over, as Saix left the room. That gave demyx an idea, he could control water after all. What was the worst that could possibly happen. Casually he summoned his sitar, this was going to be fun.

End of chapter two