FINDING
Zexion was rummaging through cupboards in the kitchen. He knew he had put it in there, stored it in the back of the cereal cupboard so that nobody would stumble across it. Now it was missing. It wasn't that he really needed it, it was just that if he couldn't find it, somebody else had. He pushed several of the boxes to the side, looking feverishly for the little pink envelope that he had stored in the wooden hiding spot. His mind started racing to people who would find it that would end up showing it too the one he didn't want to see it. Larxene couldn't see it until he had completely finished it. He had found the idea in a book he had read, and wanted badly to test it out. Who would have taken it?
Xemnas may have gotten off his lazy butt and decided to actually get a few new boxes of cereal, but it couldn't be him. Zexion would have been confronted already if the dark leader had found his note meant for the blonde female of the Organization.
Anybody else who might have found it would have reported it to Xemnas, and because that note was still missing, and Larxene hadn't come up to him about the content of the messages. But there wwere two members, one perky and one not so, that would not have reported the letter to Xemnas, taken it to Larxene. No, both of them would have had different reactions towards the letter.
Demyx... He was always looking to share with the world whatever it was that he found. But seeing as he hadn't shown the card to him and whined something about how adorable that was, then he would have probably displayed the picture to one other person. The one member who would take it against Zexion about the content of the letter and make sure that it was never delivered.
Axel walked into the room lazily, a light pink envelope in his hand. Zexion could see his scrawled handwriting on the front, spelling Larxene's name. Axel's green eyes had a look of mischeif sparkling in them, and he pulled the thin letter out of it's paper cradle, holding each piece of paper in his outstretched hands. Then, with quick clentch of his fists, both of the papers spontaneously combusting in his hands. Turn his closed fists palms down, he opened them with a quick movement. Zexion watched as the black ashes floated gently to the ground, collectin a small pile, which was ruined as Axel turned and left the room, the door sweeping them against the newly cleaned tile.
So much for finding that card.
THE END
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Another chapter. Yay! Axel angst. I always figured that if Larxene and Zexion got together, Axel would be the one trying to tear them apart. It took me a while to find a story to go along with the word "finding" but I figured it would start with somebody trying to find something. And it developed after that. Hope you enjoyed~