If any of you can believe me, I've been procrastinating this thing for nearly a year. XDD A YEAR. Oh man, you can kill me now if you wish.

I assure you, I'll update this a lot more now. XDD my apologies for being a lazy nit.

Onto the show anyways.

XDD You all must freaking HATE me by now.

Zexion eventually calmed down enough to get angry at Axel for laughing. Getting up, the pint sized tactician tripped over his own feet and slammed his head into Demyx's long door mirror, causing it to crack and shatter into many shards and pieces on the floor. Axel roared with laughter at the sight and Demyx's face wept the loss of his mirror, before his new found responsibility kicked in and he scooped Zexion off the floor and back onto his bed.

"I'll get a broom…" sighed Roxas as he opened the door to the room and trekked down the hall to the closet This left an opportunity for Zexion to do what all small children would do when they didn't want to stay still and take off. Which was promptly taken as the spot on the bed was vacated.

"What th--Zexion get back here!"

"Make me!"

So much for Zexion's claim of still having an adult's state of mind. Sighing, Axel and Demyx gave chase after the child.

Zexion soon lost the both of them as he rounded the corner and scrambled up the stairs. He'd never admit it, child or adult, but he was having fun making the two chase after him. Wandering a short distance down the hall, he soon heard snatches of conversation between two people. One talking louder and higher pitched, not to mentioning droning on more, than the other.

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"We just got outrun by a mini sized version of everyone's favorite emo tactician…"

"Gee, ya think?" Axel responded, rolling his eyes and peeking through the door of another unused, dusty room of the castle. "I can see where you're getting when you ask why the castle has to be so damn big. Most of these rooms don't even have a fruity furnishing or a random flowery decoration. Marluxia will have a field day when he catches wind of all this empty space." He shut the door and sneezed. "Musty."

"Maybe we took a wrong turn… he could have gone up that first flight of stairs." Demyx suggested, closing a door on the other side of the hallway.

"Maybe, but by now He's probably gotten all the way to Lexaeus's room. He usually hangs with him and Vexen when he's not brooding in his own room." Axel opened a portal and snapped his fingers into front of Demyx's face to get his attention. "Yo. Demyx. Hurry up."

"Wait for me!" Demyx closed the door and followed.

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Meanwhile, back in Demyx's room, Roxas sat on the floor sweeping the last of the glass into a dust pan, muttering something about the other two being lazy and running off just so they wouldn't have to clean up the mess. He sometimes wished that more people would become human-like nobodies that could actually talk; so that he wouldn't have to spend so much time with the band of misfits he called friends. Sighing, Roxas discarded the glass into Demyx's trash bin and propped the broom against the wall. "Demyx can vacuum the shards of glass out of his carpet himself. I'm not his maid."

Opening and closing the door behind him, Roxas set out in the direction he assumed the three had gone in, hoping they'd found something that would help Zexion return to normal size.

Halfway up a flight of stairs, Roxas noticed a small child in clothes at least five or six sizes too big for him. Obviously Zexion, he was trying to get a door open, being unfortunately just too short to get the knob to turn. Roxas made a mental note to lend the lavender haired boy the robe that they had miss-sized when he first came here. When he wore that one, it looked like he was wearing a skirt instead of a long overcoat. Then it hit Roxas that Zexion was alone, making the blond wonder if the other two had perhaps left him behind. "Hey Zexy, where's Axel and Demyx?"

Zexion jumped, bashing his head into the doorknob then falling to the ground writhing and clutching his forehead.

Roxas suppressed a little chuckle. "Easy, Zex. It's just me."

"I realize that now!" Zexion spat once he regained his unfazed stature. "And as for Axel and Demyx, I last saw them eating my dust." Zexion's face gained a mischievous smirk.

Roxas's eyebrow rose a bit. "Seriously? I assumed they left you behind!"

"Why would you think THAT?"

"Isn't it difficult to run in those baggy clothes?"

"Of course it is! But it's a lot more difficult to run in those knee high boots. I had the sense to discard them. I've realized I'll probably spend a good amount of time in this form."

Roxas blinked. "So you're running around in bare feet?"

"Precisely. It was either that or run around in oversized socks. And if I had done that, I would be tripping and slipping and falling flat on my face from the lack of texture on the polished marble flooring. After all, since it's so smooth there's nothing the fabric could gra-- What's with that look?"

Roxas's mouth snapped shut. He must have been blankly staring at the child. "Oh, uh, sorry. I'm just surprised that a five--"

"Six." Corrected Zexion.

"Whatever. Six year old is talking like an adult would."

The boy folded his arms. "Just because I happen to be younger physically doesn't mean I've lost my mental age."

"Coulda fooled me." Grinned Roxas.

Zexion's lips contorted into a scowl-like pout. "Just shut up and help me open the door."

Roxas rolled his eyes and reached for the doorknob only to stop short as Zexion started kicking the door, obviously impatient. "Why not try knocking? It's polite and you don't break your foot."

"Tried it. No answer." Zexion turned back to the door and began kicking it again, talking in pieces every time he kicked it. "But. I. Know. One. Way. Or. Another. I'm. Gonna. Get. This. DOOR. OPEN! RAGH!"

Zexion went to kick a hole in the door when it finally opened, a certain blond scientist sticking his head out to yell at whoever was there. "WHAT?!'

Zexion stumbled a bit from not making contact with the door, but regained balance and waved up at him. "Hello, Vexen." Vexen's angry expression was immediately switched to a just a strong look of shock.

"Zexion?! Is that you?!" Behind an interrogating Vexen sat an incredibly irritated Lexaeus, whom Zexion noticed seemed to want to push Vexen out of his room and lock it. Zexion assumed himself right because a few seconds later Lexaeus smacked himself in the forehead as if he'd suddenly realized that all of the members of the organization could open dark gateways to wherever they pleased, and that Vexen would likely just storm back in and rant about how no one ever respected him.

As Vexen obsessed, ranted, and raved over how Zexion had somehow become a child, Roxas scooted away over to Lexaeus. "How long's he been here?"

"I lost track of time, but he's been ranting over how he shouldn't have to spend 5000 munny buying Larxene a new book and that she should just erase whatever someone had written in the book. Then some other indignant speech over how Larxene's 'framing him so she won't have to use her own munny'. I want to kill him right now…" Roxas could see his eye twitch as he tried to keep himself from strangling the older man.

"Uh… you'll probably have to hold off on that for a while… we kinda, sorta, really need Vexen to fix Zexion."

Lexaeus turned to see Zexion and did a double take before snapping his head back in Roxas's direction. "That child is Zexion??"

"Yeah, long story short, Demyx dropped a potion and Zexion turned into a kid. The bottle wasn't labeled so we don't know what it was." Roxas forgot to whisper that and mentally cursed himself when the room went silent.

"Demyx WHAT?!" Screeched Vexen. Roxas cringed and could swear he saw a vein popping out of the elder's reddening face.

"He dropped a potion when I opened the door and I got changed into a kid, so I've been running around for the last hour or so as a six year old in clothes that are twice my size. I had to tie the hood's drawstrings together in order to keep my cloak from falling off of me, so I was wondering if--"

"The nerve of that boy! I've already screamed at him once today not to go into my room! This is exactly what I'm talking about when I say that no one respects me! I--"

Seeing no possible short end to this rant, Zexion removed one of the paperback books from Lexaeus's bookshelves and chucked it at Vexen, the binding hitting him square in the side of the head. "OUCH!"

Zexion folded his arms, "And you wonder why I never say things sooner…"

Vexen rubbed his head, grumbling and sitting down in a chair. "…continue."

"Right then, as I was saying, I was wondering if you could get your ass back to your lab and fix this damn problem." Zexion said, trying not to show how annoyed he was getting.

"Language, Zexion. If you're this fouled mouthed at this age, imagine how much you'd swear when--" Vexen began off on one of his lectures again, seeming to instantly forget what Zexion had asked him. Zexion grabbed another book and chucked it at Vexen.

"The next one will be a hardcover!"

Vexen finally shut up. Not really wanting anymore of a migraine than he had now. Zexion had good aim. "Okay! Okay! Just stop throwing books!"

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"…"

"…"

"… and you said I had portal directing problems." Demyx said with a smirk.

Axel's portal had not gone to Lexaeus's room. Instead, it had gone to the Proof of Existence. One might expect the organization's personal rooms to all link to the proof of existence, but if someone were to wander into the castle, they would be able to go right into the Proofs. Anyways, Luxord, Marluxia, and Demyx had complained because 'their rooms had no ceiling' in the first place. A slight mistake when the castle was being built. You couldn't expect the lower class nobodies to be that intelligent, could you? Xemnas finally moved the rooms after what happened to Xigbar… the gunslinger hadn't even known what hit him that day.

What happened you ask? Well let's say that he hadn't gotten those scars before he became a nobody. He had been a damn scientist!

Demyx stepped in a puddle of what looked like green hair dye, which trailed to about the middle of the room and stopped short. "What's this? Someone dying their hair green?"

Axel's face slowly gained a wide smile and he covered his mouth with a hand, shoulders shaking from suppressed laughter. "Hehehehe…. Weeeeellllll, sorta."

Demyx looked at him funny. "Axel don't tell me you—"

"Dumped neon green hair dye on Xemnas? He sure freaking did!" Larxene interrupted, answering the question for Axel as she walked out of another portal. "I could barely stop laughing. He got most of it out, but his hair's tinted green."

Demyx took a small step away from her. "Uh… h-hey Larxene." It seemed like she still hadn't figured out Demyx wrote in the book. He may forge well, but he still couldn't completely cover his handwriting.

"What are you stuttering for, you loser? I'm just here to warn you that Saïx seems to have a screw loose. He's going around in a rage looking for the 'panda king', whatever the hell that means. Even his lackey nobodies are scared, and those things are dumber than dirt."

"Panda… king?" Demyx asked.

"Gotta love them pandas." Axel grinned, trying to change the subject by avoiding an explanation. "Soooo, let's go look for Zexy."

"I'll be going now. Not getting in the path of Saïx. If you need me, too bad." Larxene left through a portal, likely back to her own room to read or whatever it was sadistic women liked to do, the last thing they heard her say to herself was "And if Vexen doesn't shut the hell up, I swear…" before the dark gate closed behind her and the other two were left to their business.

"Well isn't that wonderful." Axel said sarcastically, running a hand through his hair as he checked through the closest proof for any sign of Zexion. "Why do I get the felling we're missing something?"

A small, almost inaudible boom was heard in the distance. They assumed it was Saïx and dismissed it.

After a few minutes Axel blinked, suddenly remembering something. "Where's Roxas?"

BOOM.

"Okay, I know that wasn't Saïx. Shall we investigate?" Axel once again discarded the fact that Roxas was not here to the back of his mind in some little corner and opened another dark doorway. Demyx shrugged and followed.

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Vexen coughed and waved away the cloud of smoke that had filled the room. "Anything?"

"I'm still short Vexen." Zexion announced with a cough. Vexen, after dragging Roxas and himself to his room, had been trying to make an antidote for the past half hour. He'd come to the conclusion that if the potion that affected him had done this airborne, then the antidote had to be airborne as well. Precaution or whatever. Zexion took a few steps back in an attempt to move away from the cloud when he tripped over something... furry.

"What the--"

At this moment, Axel and Demyx, having seen smoked sneaking under the crack of the door, opened the door and joined in the giant cloud of smoke. Axel coughed and waved the smoke out of his face as he neared Zexion. "There you are Zex-- what is THAT?"

... 3 I think I'll stop there. Leave you all with a nice juicy cliffhanger.

>DDD It's not as it seeeeeeems. Just keep this in mind