OKAY so this is the Epilogue (or actually, what was supposed to happen next, but I felt it detracted from the fluffiness so I erased it) and it is completely optional! Just, if you read it, IGNORE WHAT LARXENE SAID (i.e., when I deleted this, I edited it so that Larxene finds Demyx staying with her (aww so cute!), but that doesn't happen in the original story (this))

Yes, I know and understand how IMPROBABLE (or impossible) this pairing is. So? Enjoy!

"Vexen, what the hell is going on?" asked Demyx loudly as he stormed into IV's lab. Vexen, in surprise, nearly dropped the vial of gold liquid which he was holding. Putting it down, he crossed his arms and glared angrily at the mulleted man.

"What is the meaning of this, IX? It's very late at night, and here you come STORMING IN and—" Demyx cut him off.

"What's with Larxene? She's all… calm and, and, and not sadistic, barely sarcastic, and didn't even once try to fry me! What's up?" Vexen relaxed and started laughing softly.

"Oh. Oh, that. Heh, well, you see, the other day, XII and Axel were sparring, but XII got extremely violent and in one of her moods, so while everyone was trying to stay out of her way, the Superior asked me to give her something to calm her down. Sedate her. So, Marluxia and I—"

"Marluxia?"

"If you would stop interrupting… I… persuaded Marluxia to help me (not that he did much anyway) and we (I, actually) made this serum," (he held up the golden liquid), "to give to our dear Larxene. I'm assuming that you've met her. How is she?" Vexen asked excitedly. He always loved to hear about his experiments.

"How is she? She… she's… she's freaking me out! Like I told you, she's calm and almost nice, a little bossy, but not Larxene at all!" Demyx was torn between relief and incredulousness at the fact that no, Larxene was not sick, but instead she had been drugged. "What if we're suddenly attacked? She won't be able to defend herself!"

"Why are you so worried?" Vexen asked, suspicious and curious. "We could just send her off in a Corridor with you or something, it's not like you'd fight anyways!"

"That's not true! I do too fight! …sometimes…" The self-proclaimed scientist smirked and nodded sarcastically, but then yawned.

"IX, it's extremely late. You should get to bed. I hear VII has an assignment for you tomorrow." And with that, he shooed Demyx away.

Aww… an assignment? I hope it's recon…

Larxene yawned and stretched, finally free from the effects of the drug. Portaling down to the Grey Area, to her surprise she was greeted by the astonished faces of Zexion and Demyx, who quickly hid their faces due to laughing.

"What?" she asked, wary of what they might say. Just in case, she readied her kunai in her hands. Demyx cleared his throat and quickly straightened up.

"Uh… hi Larxene! Did you have a good night's rest?" he asked cheerfully, hoping to distract her.

It didn't work.

Her eyes narrowed as a smirk formed on her lips.

"I may have… what's it to you? And why are you laughing?"

I guess the drug erased her memories, then… The Melodious Nocturne shrugged.

"It was just a question. And, uh… well, you might want to confront Axel and Roxas about that…" he smiled nervously. Larxene studied his face for a moment, softening her eyes.

"Last night, I had the strangest dream… and you—"

"Hey guys! What's… oh. Oh. Uh, Roxas, we'd better run." Larxene turned around and, as quickly as her power, shot the two receding backs with bolts of crackling lightning, effectively frying them both. Zexion hurried over to the two and checked their pulses.

What am I doing? We don't have hearts; they won't have a pulse! He then quickly checked for breathing.

"They're alive!" he called back to the two blonds. Larxene rolled her eyes as Demyx laughed anxiously. Walking over to the two moaning (and smoking) bodies, Larxene stood with one foot per back (they were side by side, anyways), and placed her hands on her hips.

"Going somewhere?" she asked snidely. Roxas trembled slightly underneath, but Axel winked at him. Don't worry.

"Uh, yeah. We were actually, but now, since you're on top of us, I don't think we will for some time. Good morning to you too." He smiled cheekily up at her as she sighed.

"Whatever. Why did those two start laughing when I came in? I know you have something to do with it…"

Roxas began squirming some more, but to no avail. The Savage Nymph shifted her weight more to the thirteenth member's back to stop him.

"ZEXION!"

The Cloaked Schemer flinched as XII called his name.

"Tell me why you guys started laughing, or so help me…" After an encouraging nod from Demyx, he sighed.

"Well… since Vexen dragged Marluxia into helping him drug you to sedate you, Axel and Roxas decided to draw on your face with ink while you were sleeping. Demyx found out and we tried to wash it off, but since that didn't work and you were starting to wake up, we left so you wouldn't kill us. That's it…" Zexion smirked at Larxene's face of horror. She kicked Axel and Roxas in the ribs once before dragging them through a portal. Demyx laughed at the two before placing a hand on Zexion's shoulder.

"Nice lie." The two shook hands.

"Thank you."

"Now, as long as she doesn't find out the real reason we were laughing…"

"Yes, that would be terrible. We must make sure Axel and Roxas don't confess to dying her hair pink..."