Chapter 5. Celebrate. My demented mind is back. With more Akuseru gayness.
Pandemonium Ensues
Chapter 5
A Loving Embrace
(Akuroku, hints of SaixAxel, hints of Zemyx, hints of LexZex, VexenMarluxia)
Roxas's portal had transported him to a dark hallway. He blinked, squinted at the darkness, and was suddenly tackled from behind. He screamed as whoever it was giggled.
"Roxy!"
Roxas's eye twitched.
"Roxy! I found you! Can't get away from me, lover boy!"
"Axel, get off me!" Roxas yelled, struggling out of the other man's grasp and running down the dark hallway. Soon, he collided with someone or something and fell to the ground. Looking up, he could just make out the x-shaped scar on the man's face. "Saix! Hide me!" Roxas squeaked, dashing behind Saix as Axel came up to them.
"Hey, Saix! Seen Roxy?" Axel asked.
Saix raised one eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"Roxy!" Axel repeated. "You know... Cute little blonde kid..."
Saix sighed. "If I tell you where he is, you must do whatever I request of you," he ordered.
Axel nodded.
"That way," Saix said, pointing behind him. "He ran off when you arrived."
Axel grinned and started to run off in that direction, but Saix grabbed his arm and started to pull him the other way. "Huh? Hey! Where the hell are you taking me?"
"You must do whatever I request of you," Saix repeated, dragging the clueless Axel into an empty room.
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In a few minutes, Roxas was back with Larxene and Demyx, who had gathered the members that had not eaten the red velvet cake into one room. Also in this room was Vexen, who was currently talking with Xaldin. Roxas paused, looked around the room and took his seat next to Demyx. "Hey, Demyx," he said slowly. "Isn't Marluxia supposed to be here?"
Demyx nodded. "Yeah. But he's not," he said, gesturing towards Vexen. "Something to do with the old geezer and something he refers to as 'that'." He shrugged. "It's weird."
Roxas raised one eyebrow. "Okay... That's strange... What do you think he did?"
Demyx shrugged again. "Who knows. Mar probably got felt up and freaked."
Roxas couldn't help it. The image he had recieved of Vexen groping Marluxia sent him into hysterical giggles. Soon, Demyx joined him. They only stopped when every other member shot them a strange look.
"So," Luxord said, mindlessly shuffling a pack of cards. "Mind telling us why we are here exactly?"
Larxene snorted in laughter. "Demyx poisoned a cake, causing several of our membersto turn gay."
Vexen looked slightly offended at this, but kept quiet.
"In order to fix this," Larxene continued. "We have to work with Vexen to come up with a way to- out, Axel!"
Roxas jumped and started to crawl up on the table, but before he could, Axel - a shirtless Axel - locked his arms around his waist.
"Oh, Roxy!" Axel squealed, hugging the teen tightly. "I missed you so much... Saix is so...naughty..."
Roxas shuddered and squeezed out of Axel's grasp, crawling up on the table and hurrying over to Larxene. "Protect me," he hissed, hiding behind her and staring wide-eyed at Axel. Larxene sighed, summoned one kunai, and tossed it at Axel.
"Get out," Larxene ordered.
Axel paused, looked at her, looked at Roxas, then disappeared.
Roxas breathed a sigh of relief and slunk back to his chair. Soon after he sat down, Demyx shot up out of his chair and raced across the room, screaming something about shadows molesting him. As he ran by Xigbar, he reached out and snatched his arm, throwing him into the empty chair beside him. "Zexion, dude... leave," Xigbar said.
Larxene sighed as the room went quiet again. "Okay," she said. "We're all okay? No one else shooting out of shadows to hug people and talk about how naughty someone else is?"
Silence.
Larxene grinned. "All right then. Let's get started on how to figure this out."
"Shouldn't Marluxia be here too?" Xaldin asked. "He is included in this group."
Larxene sighed. "He wouldn't come," she said. "Said something about 'that'. Whatever that is."
Vexen snickered. "I'll tell you what that is," he said, instantly gaining everyone's attention.
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Several floors up, Marluxia was cowering in a corner while Lexaeus shouted with Zexion about Demyx. He had both hands clamped over his ears and was very near to slamming his head through the wall beside him. "Will you two shut the living fuck up?" he screamed. "I came here for quiet, not for yelling! I'm trying to forget about what happened, dammit!"
A pause.
"Tell Lexaeus that Demyx does indeed look better than he does," Zexion said calmly. "And I certainly will."
Marluxia groaned.
Lexaeus resumed a shouting match with Zexion.
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And several floors down, an entire room was staring at Vexen in disgust.
"You...frenched...Mar?" Demyx asked, eyes wide.
Vexen nodded.
Demyx shuddered.
Larxene, seated beside Vexen, started laughing. "That's brillant!" she said. "I say Vexen doesn't have to take the antidote - which he will make - just so that he can keep on scaring the shit out of Marluxia!"
There was a collective sigh around the room and the other members decided that no matter what Larxene said, Vexen was going to take that antidote. By force or willingly.
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Yet again, several floors up, Marluxia had moved away from Zexion and Lexaeus's shouting match and was now sitting in the silence of the kitchen. He sighed, then stood and walked to the fridge, hoping to find anything that would rid him of the terrible taste in his mouth. After several minutes of searching, he found nothing.
Which was strange.
Usually, there was something. Beer. Whiskey. Anything. But...
Nothing.
Marluxia sighed. Against his better judgement, he flipped his hood up and teleported up to where Larxene and the others were. "We're out of drink," he hissed to Larxene. "All drink. There's not even any achohol left in this place!"
Larxene sighed. "Demyx, I elect you to go and fix Marluxia a glass of drink. Now!"
Demyx jerked to his feet, saluted Larxene and skipped out of the room, humming.
Finally. A chance to use that tenth potion.
Yay. Tenth potion. You'll know what it does in two chapters. Not one. Two. Hell yeah. Wait, you bitches.
Poor Mar. Vexen's scared the shit out of him.