Marluxia looked like he had just been told he was the new Superior. Demyx looked like he was going to retch.

"You-you're not going to say anything about this—are you?" Demyx said, almost a whisper.

"Of course…not." A smile played across XI's face. "How could I possibly use this to my advantage?"

Demyx turned white. "Marluxia, don't. Mar-"

He was gone.

Oh this is just too perfect…

He walked down a familiar hallway and past the room of the two people in question. Should he use his newfound information now and threaten them with it, or should he wait? In the end he decided on the latter.

He would find just the right time to reveal what he knew.

Zexion was waiting in the study. He didn't even know why. The girl hadn't shown up for the last six sessions. Why did he think she would this time?

The door opened.

"So, you found the time to come, did you?" he asked coolly.

"I-I'm sorry. I-" She stopped. "No. There are no excuses."

Zexion was surprised, but unimpressed.

"Hmph. Well," he continued. "Perhaps we can get back to where we left off last time."

"Umm, what were we working on again?" Tori asked blankly. "It seems so long ago."

"Because it's been nearly a week." Zexion retorted.

"Right, well," Tori countered. "There were more important things to attend to."

Zexion looked amused. "More important things?" he questioned.

"Yes." Tori answered firmly. "But they are—not relevant at this point."

"As you wish." Zexion replied dully. "I will not probe any further."

Tori shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"Let's see what you remember. Open your notes."

As he leaned over to read what Tori had written, a faint smell reached Zexion's nose. He knew at once what had been bothering Tori for so long.

"You smell like Axel." he accused.

"Wha-what?" she moved again. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"His scent is all over you."

"Well, I do share a room with him." She offered.

"I see…Or I don't." There was a change in his voice that Tori detected.

"I don't know what you're implying, but…"

"I'm not implying anything," VI replied. "I don't have to."

Tori opened her mouth, but found nothing to say.

He had figured her out, how many others knew? How many had guessed?

"Hello, Roxas."

Roxas nodded. "Marluxia."

"Listen, Roxas, I have something I want to share with you…"

Demyx was heading back to his room, down the same corridor as Axel's. He ran into the redhead on his way.

"Hey Dem," Axel seemed to be in a good mood.

Demyx nearly jumped. He had hoped to get by without talking to anyone. "Oh, um hi Axel." Demyx kept his eyes down.

"You okay Dem? You look pale."

"I'm okay, just a little shaken."

"Huh?"

Axel wanted to ask more, but the Nocturne hurried past him.

Shaken by what? What're you so scared of?

"Axel?" Roxas spoke in a high, soft voice.

Axel turned around. When had he showed up? It didn't matter, he was glad to see him all the same. Maybe he knew what was wrong with Demyx.

"There's going to be a meeting called later." He spoke carefully. "Everyone's supposed to come."

"Oh, okay." Axel was a bit disappointed. "I'll tell Tori."

Roxas flinched.

"Roxas?"

He didn't wait. Axel was left standing there.

"What the hell is going on?"

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