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Pandemonium Ensues
Chapter 14
Decrease the Numbers
(Zemyx, VexenMarluxia)
Standing outside the door to his lab, Vexen sighed. The neverending screams would be louder once he opened the door, he knew that, but despite that knowledge, he shoved the door open. "Larxene..." he sighed. "Let him go."
Larxene glanced up at Vexen, then back down at the twitching Axel. Shrugging, she snapped the binds around him loose. It took one second for him to vanish. "So what now?" she asked.
Vexen smiled. "I found our bait," he said, pushing Demyx - who had been standing behind him - forward into the lab. "Stay here, Demyx. Larxene, I shall be back quickly."
Larxene stared at Demyx.
Demyx stared back.
"Stop staring at me, Demyx."
"You stop staring at me."
"Demyx, you know how much I enjoy hurting you, don't you?"
Demyx immedietely found some interest in the ceiling of Vexen's lab.
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"You've... found Demyx?" Zexion asked, sitting up in Roxas's bed.
Vexen nodded. "Yes, he... What happened to him?" he said, pointing to Roxas, who was still lying unconscious by his television.
"Marluxia hit him in the head with his scythe," Zexion said calmly. "He'll be fine. But about Demyx..."
"Ah, yes. Demyx is with Larxene, down in my lab. I was just about to bring Lexaeus in there for his treatment, and just thought you'd like to know his whereabouts," Vexen explained. "Now, if you don't mind... Where did my dear Marluxia go?"
Zexion slid off Roxas's bed and stood to face the other member. "...If I recall correctly, he said something about Larxene stealing his underwear... I suppose he went to his-"
Zexion was cut off as another voice sounded from the doorway. "Hey, Zexion, do you- Holy shit!"
Vexen turned and smiled happily. "Why, hello, Marluxia," he said smoothly, taking a few steps closer to the door.
Marluxia blinked, his face grew pale, and without another word, he turned and raced down the hallway. Vexen, grinning, ran after him. Zexion calmly walked out of Roxas's room and started down to Vexen's lab, enjoying his thoughts of Demyx.
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Demyx sighed and pouted. "Maan..." he whined. "Namine' hasn't replaced my memories yet..."
Larxene raised an eyebrow.
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Several floors up, Xigbar came out of the kitchen, eating a bag of his chips and blinked. In front of him, Marluxia was trying vainly to shove Vexen away from him. Vexen, it seemed, had forced Marluxia into a corner and was holding each of his arms by his wrists. It also seemed that Vexen wasn't bothered by the fact that Marluxia had the heel of one of his boots sticking in his stomach and the other one repeatedly kicking at his shins.
"Let me go, Vexen!" Marluxia shouted. "I'm not into your sick shit!"
Vexen only laughed. "Oh, Marly..." he said. "I fear I don't know what you mean by "sick shit". I only wish to show you my eternal love for you."
Marluxia, if possible, paled even more as Vexen slid even closer to him. "No! Get off of me!"
Vexen, yet again, only laughed. "Oh, Marly..." he repeated, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "My dear sweet Marly..."
A look mixed with disgust, outrage, and utter fear scrawled across Marluxia's face as Vexen drew even more closer to him. He winced as his leg in Vexen's stomach bent to far and unwillingly felt it fall to the floor. In the few moments before Vexen's mouth would reach his own, a blurred bullet screamed between them. Marluxia sighed as Vexen released his grip and jumped back as more bullets blasted through them, mere centimeters away from either of them.
"I wanted to finish my chips before I helped ya out," Xigbar said, letting the gun disappear. "But then I remembered that Vexen's supposed to be fixing our gay members. Right, Vexen?"
Vexen, clearly upset that he hadn't been able to "show his eternal love" to Marluxia, nodded and disappeared in a portal.
Marluxia slumped against the wall, eyes closed, and took several deep breaths. "Dammit... I'll be so fuckin glad when this is over..."
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Zexion arrived at the lab the very instant Vexen himself did. Frowning, he stared at Larxene pummeled Demyx, throwing as many instruments of Vexen's at him as she could get her hands on.
"When I said shut up and focus on something else, that didn't mean stare at my ass!"
"I'm sorry, Larxene! I didn't mean too, honest!"
"You didn't mean too!? What kind of lameass excuse is that?!"
Vexen cleared his throat loudly. "Larxene," he said as her and Demyx looked over at him. "You are upsetting our guest."
It was then that Demyx took notice of the pitiful gaze Zexion was giving him. A gaze also full of that damnedable love he'd created. With a squeak, Demyx opened a portal and scrambled into it.
"Demyx!" Zexion said, leaping towards the portal. "Wait!"
"Too late, lover boy," Larxene snarled, snatching the collar of Zexion's cloak and dragging him to the table. "The time for lusting after Demyx is over."
"Actually, Larxene," Vexen said, strolling over to his lab table to ready the shots. "The correct term for his situation is actually "love"."
Larxene rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Vexen. I just want to get all this over with."
"Ah... That's the sentiments of almost of every member here," Vexen said, lowering the syringe to Zexion.
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A few hours later - or at least, that's what Xemnas figured it was, seeing as he'd just watched at least eight half-hour television shows - he stood and decided that now would the time to check on Vexen's and Larxene's progress. As he left his room, he caught sight of Zexion, Lexaeus, and Axel standing together, conversing. Knowing they wouldn't stop just because he was there, he decided to pause for a bit and make sure they weren't talking of ways to rape the others.
"...least you didn't fall for Demyx," Zexion was saying. "I find it hard to believe that I was honestly in love with him."
"Well, you were," Axel said, smirking. "All over the poor guy."
"Just like you and Roxas?" Lexaeus asked, wiping the smirk off Axel's face automatically. "I believe you had it the worse, seeing as you were after you're best friend."
Axel sighed angrily. "You wanted to fuck Zexion," he snarled. "Is that any better?"
"I'm glad the treatment was given to you before you had the chance to do anything remotely sexual to me," Zexion said to Lexaeus, staring up at him intensely.
"So am I," Lexaeus agreed. "And I believe we're both happy with the fact that we won't have to deal with Roxas shooting the hallways, paranoid of meeting his own friend at every corner."
Zexion nodded. "Yes. I figure that would be most annoying."
Axel glared at both of them. "I get it, I get it," he said. "Let's stop picking on Axel now, all right?"
"Your magazine's coming out of your pocket," Lexaeus pointed out.
Axel blinked and reached down to shove the girlie magazine deeper in the pocket of his cloak.
Xemnas gave the three one last glance and continued his walk down to the lab. Halfway there, Demyx rushed out of one room, laughing. Moments later, Roxas followed him, Oblivion and Oathkeeper in his hands.
Satisfied that castle life was slowly but surely returning to a state of normal, Xemnas let them pass and continued on his way.
As he reached the door to Vexen's lab, it slid open and Saix exited, giving Xemnas a brief glance before he opened a portal. "The achohol's all in Axel's room," Xemnas told him. "He took it late last night."
Saix nodded and stepped into the portal.
"Ah, Superior!" Vexen said, spotting him. "We're almost finished. Just have to return Marluxia to his normal age and-"
"What about you?" Xemnas asked, stepping into the lab. "You need to have your treament adminstered as well."
Vexen opened his mouth, closed it, thought for a short while, then opened it again. "Superior... Xemnas, sir... I don't need my treatment. You see, there really is nothing wrong with me."
Xemnas stared at him. "Do not lie to me, Number Four. You still need your treatment." His eyes swiveled to Larxene. "Number Twelve, retrieve Marluxia and bring him here."
Larxene nodded and walked backwards into her own portal.
"After you return Number Eleven to his correct age," Xemnas told Vexen. "You will have your treatment. By any means neccessary, I will make this Organization itself again."
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I just know that there's some people out there who would hit me for returning Vexen to normal. And those people frighten me.
I had fun with this chapter. I don't know why. I think it had something to do with the fact that Vexen's actually doing his job and therefore is bringing the story to an end.
So, wait. Does that mean I'm happy the story is ending? Sort of. It's damn fun to write, but it'll also bring me closer to the story after this.
What's that!? Sequel!? Again?! Yet again... Sort of. I have a idea, and I know how to start it - which means this one'll be rushing towards the end so I don't forget how I want to start the next one - but it's also different from this one and Potion Torture in a way. I'll still make fun of a pairing though. Which one? Wait, you bitches.
I know you love being called my bitches, and I know you love the waiting game.