Saix sighed for what seemed like the seventh time since they had found the small inn. He hated the fact that he had to share a room with someone. But he tolerated the smaller man more than the others which is why he choose to room with him. They had already eaten dinner and had chosen to walk around the small town. Which was currently where he was now, stepping in stride with the Cloaked Schemer. He didn't feel like dealing with Xigbar, Xaldin, and Marluxia at the moment so why on earth would he spend time with them?

"Something on your mind Saix?" His eyes connected with the amused blue ones. He wanted to lunge over and wipe that smirk clean off the smaller man's face but he knew he couldn't. They had to lay low for as long as possible, gathering intel.

"No Zexion. And wipe that damn smile off your face before things get messy."

"As your superior you have no right to demand something like that from me, most definitely not if it it turns into a small squabble. So when are you telling her you love her?"

"There's nothing to tell her. I don't love her," Saix hissed, eyes burning into the calmer ones.

"You keep telling yourself that. Afraid Xemnas will sneer at you with distain?" Zexion knew he was pushing it, he knew he was treading on thin ice. But did he care? No. He knew Saix wouldn't kill him only because it would hurt the girl in the end. The sooner Saix accepted he loved her, the sooner the two could take a step forward instead of five back.

"No."

"Then why not admit it?"

"Because I don't love her! There's nothing to love about her! She's just a menace, someone who pisses me off. All she's ever done is harass me, not once has she shown respect. She deserves to be through every level of hell there is." Saix could feel the curious eyes on him and his oddly calm ally watching mildly bored, as the two stood staring at each other. He could hear their hushed murmurs, their speculated talks. How the hell could he be so calm about this especially the publicity? Maybe the girl had gotten under his skin. In his opinion the change wasn't for the better.

Zexion merely raised an eyebrow at the seething Berserker allowing his lips to twitch upwards for a brief second before, "Are you done yet?"

Saix had let out a snarl, turned the other way and stalked off murmuring every threat he could think of to make the smaller nobody suffer. Killing the girl was out the question. Not unless he wanted to join her. Xemnas, Axel, and Vexen would have his body stuffed. Vexen could be surprisingly protective of the girl depending on the situation. He cringed as he thought back to what happened last time and how unprepared he had been for the Academic's onslaught. He could hear the hurried footsteps behind him, blinking as he saw Zexion enter his range of vision.

"I don't get why you won't just admit it. You dream about her, you're always bickering with hereven with the others around. And if you haven't noticed, she has a tendency to pick on you mostly. Maybe you're her favorite. Besides, it's not that bad to love."

"I highly doubt that I'm her favorite. I'd say Marluxia or Roxas is. Besides love can be one sided, you should know that." The words had just flown past his lips. He had realized what he said once he heard the Schemer stop walking. His eyes widened as he turned to explain himself to the smaller of the two. Zexion was dangerous when rubbed the wrong way, especially when it came to a topic of her.

He felt the impact and he had staggered back, bracing himself against the wall of one of the buildings. Nice right hook, would have been nice to see that on someone else's face. He could feel the waves of anger rolling off him. It was odd seeing him in an emotional state, though it was way worse when the two had first separated. The boy had been an emotional wreck that had more downs then anything. It was only after some pleading from the raven haired herself before he finally took a few steps forward.

His eyes could only follow the figure as he walked away and he licked the inside of his jaw, tasting the copper in his mouth. He hurried to follow the shorter, ignoring the stinging pain on the left side of his face. He had learned in the past, the hard way, that Zexion could be one scary son of a bitch when it came down to it.

"Well looks like someone hit a nerve button."

"Just shut up Xigbar. It doesn't look that bad. Most of the swelling went down."

"It does look that bad Xaldin. His cheek is purple and grey. It looks like he got the skin from a dead person."

"Hell you'd think he'd be a dead person. I agree with MarMar. It's definitely sticking out. Not so much as his hair and eyes maybe but it still sticks out."

Saix sighed allowing the small frown on his face to be known by all. He could only question why they didn't observe the thing while he was still in his room. No, they decided to do this outside for all to see as he sat there on a bench. His eyes briefly darted over to the Schemer that was standing a ways away, back facing them. He had calmed down...for the most anyways. He knew he'd have to watch what he'd say for the next few days.

"Well get up Luna boy. We've got a few leaks. Everything peculiar has been around those woods. So we're going to go check them out. And yeah, you're coming with us."

He sighed once again and followed the four into the woods, allowing his memories of his fight to take hold of him as his eyes wandered around.

"Looks like something or somethings did a number on this place. Claw marks here, a few paw pads there. Did a war happen before we showed up?"

Saix's eyes hardened. If you call one versus four a war then yes. He felt proud of himself for that small fight yet so disappointed that this world wouldn't stay his secret like he had hoped. No, someone just had to pick up a signal from here. Someone just had to get curious and tell Superior. And Xemnas just had to send them here. He felt a mild irritated growl slip pass his throat. And he immediatly regretted it. All of his comrades had given him an odd look or just plainly in Xigbar's case, a 'what the hell' look.

He felt his eye twitch lightly as they continue to stare. What bugged him the most is how Zexion seemed to be analyzing him, searching for something. Sometimes the Schemer was to smart for his own good. There was no possible way he could know.

Xigbar had opened his mouth to make a small comment but was immediatly shushed by the slate haired man.

"The hell Zex? Something up?"

Zexion's eyes darted back and forth between the trees and its surrounding landscape. His eyes darkened and he felt himself tense. "We aren't alone."

Soon every weapon was summoned except for the schemer's. Saix's ears were focused on sounds but his eyes remained locked on the shorter figure.

"You!" Saix's blood ran cold and he had whirled around to see two familiar coats rushing at him, paws thudding heavily against the earth. And he felt himself lose control. He had worked so hard to keep quiet, worked so hard for it to remain secret. But he knew that even they would have some trouble keeping up with the two wolves especially when they called for reinforcements.

This wasn't what he wanted. It was far from it. He knew he had crossed the line and that he could never return. Things wouldn't be the same again. He had done the exact opposite of what he had tried to hide. He had exposed himself.

Teeth still drawn back in a snarl, he raked his tongue over his gum. He dared to take a step forward ignoring Xigbar's surprised look. He could only stare at the two males in front of him. He could feel the shock and surprise from his fellow organization members. He felt uneasy as he also could feel Zexion's odd calmness to the situation at hand. But first thing first was to take care of these two.

He knew he'd have explaining to do. But it could wait. Now, he had to kill. The animal inside was urging him to. In a lycan's world, it's kill or be killed. This was the time to prove that.