What does the organization do for fun?: Part four
"You're so beautiful." Will purred into Larxene's ear. There were now four empty glasses in front of Larxene, and it was obvious she was close to intoxication. She fluttered her lashes and moaned as Will kissed her neck sensually.
"W-wow… I wish we had men like you in Organization thirteen. They're all retarded little children who don't know how to charm a girl." Said Larxene in a breathy voice. 'Most of them only charm each other.' She thought in her head. Will moved his hand up Larxene's thigh and put his forehead against hers.
"Do you wanna… go somewhere more private?" He whispered, blowing cool breath into her face that smelled like raspberries and alcohol. Larxene hesitated for a moment.
"Of course."
Marluxia eventually was able to escape the gay man's embrace while the man had turned to say something to a female friend about cute shoes and skinny jeans. When the man had turned back around, Marluxia was skidaddling away.
"You won't get away that easy, you feisty thing." Said the man to himself, and chased after Marluxia, shoving people out of the way in the process.
"Oh sweetheart, come back! You don't need to play hard to get with me!" Yelled the man. Marluxia let out a high pitched squeak and scanned the room for hiding places.
'This was such a bad idea.' He thought to himself, and saw a men's room to take refuge in. Marluxia glanced over his shoulder to see how close the man was. The man was pretty far back, shoving his way through the people. 'Hopefully he won't see me go in here.' Thought Marluxia as he entered the mens bathroom.
Demyx was now in an all-out make out session with the lamp, at the bar. There was an empty glass in front of him and a full one infront of the lamp that he had ordered for said lamp.
"Baby, you taste kinda funny. Maybe its just a girl thing. I don't usually hookup with girls." He stroked the side of the lamp.
"See, where I work and live, there is only one girl and twelve other guys including me… Yes, some of the guys are very feminine… but they're still guys. So as you can see… I'm not used to being around hot girls like yourself." Demyx said sluggishly. The drugs that the hooded man gave Demyx probably would have killed a regular human being, but for number nine of organization thirteen, it just sent him on a trip. Demyx eyed the full glass in front of the lamp.
"Hey… Why haven't you drank any of that? Do you not like that kind? I can order you something else…?" Said Demyx. The lamp did not answer.
"Oh, I see. You don't drink at all. Well that's fine with me. I don't care if you drink or not." He said, purring into the lamp's lamp shade. People were beginning to realize Demyx's strange behavior, and gathered around, recording his actions with phones and cameras for their own amusement.
"Axel, slow down!" Zexion called as he struggled keep up with him while Axel was running through the crowd of people, chasing after Roxas.
"Roxas!" Axel called, ignoring the blue haired boy's request for him to slow his pace. Zexion began to fall behind and totally got cut off from Axel when a random grind line formed like a barricade between the red and blue haired organization members.
"Um, excuse me, I have to get through!" Zexion said, frustration filling his voice. The people in the line didn't listen, but they did pull Zexion himself into the grind line.
"AXEL!" Zexion screamed, hoping that Axel would hear him and come rescue him from the sweaty humans dancing. But Axel didn't come. Zexion sighed, as Axel disappeared into the depths of the room.
"Roxas!" Axel called again. The honey headed boy was being carried all around, and looked like he was having the time of his life. Axel was fuming from frustration and anger, his nostrils flaring and little flames of fire dancing out of them. Axel bit his lip and dove into the crowd who was carrying Roxas and somehow made it to the core. Axel was the tallest one in the group, do it was easy for him to lift Roxas off other people's hands and carrying him out of the crowd. Once they were out, Axel set Roxas on his feet, but held onto his arms tightly.
"Roxas, what the fuck did I tell you about that portal? I told you that you couldn't go in by yourself and you'd get lost. And you did. So you better listen to me next time. And not fucking punch me in the face!" snarled the angry red head, his pupils dilating in a way that made him look insane.
"Axel, I can take care of myself. As you can see, I'm fine. Just let me do what I want, I don't need a babysitter!" raged the blue eyed boy, and tore away from Axel's grip.
"I may be small, but you and I both know I am one of the strongest members of this organization. I don't need you 'protecting' me. 'Cause when it comes down to it Axel, I'm pretty sure I could beat you in a fight." Said Roxas darkly. Axel's eyes widened and he stepped back a little. Roxas took the shirt he held in his hand and put it back on, then turned on his heels and disappeared into the club again.
Will led Larxene by the hand toward the back of the club.
"There are private rooms back here only special people have admittance too." Will held up a key on his pinky finger.
"And I am one of those people." He said charmingly. Larxene was dazzled by this man, and was excited of thought of maybe getting it on with him. They reached a room in the way back of the club, Will unlocked it and pulled Larxene in. There was a king sized bed and other things that made the room look like a nice hotel room. Will closed the door and immediately was up on Larxene, kissing her fiercely and touching her in private areas. He pushed Larxene back onto the bed and crawled ontop of her. Larxene began loosening the tie he was wearing as he moved his tongue forcefully through her mouth. He moved down and began kissing her neck and made a trail of kisses down her chest. She unbuckled his belt and he unzipped her dress.
"You're beautiful." Will whispered hoarsely, and then bit her ear playfully. Larxene let out a gasp and a giggle. Wills hands wandered down the hem on the bottom of Larxene's dress and tugged it up, and Larxene slowly pulled Will's pants down, and I'm pretty sure you know what happened next.
'I feel like such an idiot right now.' Thought Marluxia, as he was standing on the toilet seat in a stall in the men's bathroom.
"I hope he doesn't find me in here." He whispered to himself. The bathroom smelled like feces, vomit, and pot, but Marluxia didn't really have any other good choices of hiding places.
'This really isn't my idea of fun.' Thought Marluxia, and pouted his lips.
'I should really just take the portal and go home…'
Just then he heard a door open. He peeked through the crack of the stall door and saw two men walk in. One was the man stalking him. The other, was Chris from Macy's.
Once escaped from the grind line, Zexion gave up on trying to keep up with Axel.
'I should just go try to have fun. Everyone else did. Why can't I?' he debated in his head. Zexion decided to go get himself a drink at the bar and try and find the other Organization members. He headed to the dimly lit bar area, and saw something strange. He saw Demyx, making out with a lamp. And people watching.
"Oh god." Muttered Zexion, and rushed over to confront his taller, mulleted friend.
"What the hell are you doing?" Zexion hissed once he was within Demyx's earshot. Demyx took his attention away from the lamp and turned to face his blue haired friend.
"Zexion….Hey man…I'm so sorry but…" Demyx kissed the lamp.
"I've found love." He said with a goofy smile. Zexion made a deranged face, then smacked Demyx across the face. He heard a crowd around him gasp and then he remembered that there were people watching Demyx.
"Get out of here, theres nothing to see!" He yelled, and gave the coldest look he could to the bystanders. They all disperced quickly, afraid of the cobalt eyed teen. He turned his attention back to Demyx who was rubbing his cheek.
"Dude… What was that for?" He questioned.
"Dem, you're making out with a lamp. What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nah, she isn't a lamp. Silly Zexy, you must not know what a real woman looks like." Mused Demyx.
"I think you need some water, Demyx. I think someone is playing a cruel joke on you." Zexion had read about human drugs and behaviors in many of his books. He assumed Demyx had been drugged.
"Can we get some water over here?" Zexion asked the bartender. Demyx was beginning to nod off, and out of no where slammed his head on the bar.
The bartender handed Zexion the water, eyeing Demyx.
"Demyx, drink this water." He said. Demyx moaned a "No."
"Come on, Dem. Dance Water Dance!" encouraged Zexion. Demyx lifted his head and took the water.
"Dance water dance." He groaned, and chugged the water.
Axel stood in the spot where Roxas had left him, upset with himself more than Roxas.
'I should've just let him go. I never trusted him. I was always just…. Worrying.' He thought. The red head sighed and walked off into the crowd.
Larxene and Will lay in the bed giggling and exhausted, after exerting themselves so much.
"You're so perfect." Mumbled Larxene, and nuzzled Will's chest. There was a knock at the door.
"Shit." Larxene gasped, and began panicking. What if someone saw her like this?
"Lets go." She said, sitting up, trying to pull her dress back on. Will grabbed her and pulled her back down.
"Will! What are you doing?" She hissed.
"Come in." He called. The door made an unlocking noise, and 4 men stepped in.
"Who…? Larxene began but Will slammed his hand over her mouth.
"Alright boys, pay up, and she's all yours."
Author's note: Cliffhanger!!!!! What will happen to Larxene? Will Demyx recover from being drugged? Will Marluxia escape the smelly bathroom? Will Axel and Roxas make up? So many questions! But you'll have to wait till the next chapter. Please review!!!