MarVex Request for ImRougeTheBat (on dA)

"One more week and it's done!" he almost yelled in happiness.

"What is?" a familiar voice asked from behind him.

He spun around in surprise and hid the beaker behind his back.

An eyebrow rose in amusement.

"N-Nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-Yeah," he stuttered

With a flip of his rose-colored hair, Marluxia moved behind Vexen and grabbed the beaker.

Vexen gasped as Marluxia swirled the green liquid around.

"D-Don't do that! It's very unstable! That potion could explode!"

Marluxia grinned and rocked the beaker from side to side.

"Does this upset you, Vexen?"

Vexen's wide eyes narrowed.

"You're doing this just to spite me aren't you?"

Marluxia winked.

"Very good Vexen. Now," he tipped the beaker almost all the way over. "Care to tell me what this is?"

"It's nothing! Just put it down!"

"Why would I do that? It's fun to play with it."

"When it's stable you can twirl it all you want!"

"But if it's stable you won't squirm when I do this."

Vexen's face paled as Marluxia spun the beaker so fast a drop of liquid flew out.

He watched in horror as it landed on one of the many plants he had scattered around the lab.

They were used to detoxify different substances but these were for his newest experiment.

The drop splashed onto a leaf and it burst into flame.

The amusement in Marluxia's face died instantly.

Before Vexen could do anything, Marluxia had grasped the collar of his coat and was pushing him into the wall.

"What was that?" he hissed. "Are you trying to kill me?"

Vexen shook his head frantically.

"N-NO! I told you it wasn't stable yet! It's not supposed to do that!"

"That's insubordination, Vexen. I'M in charge here."

"I wasn't trying to kill you! The mixture isn't done yet! It's missing one thing that I haven't been able to acquire yet!" He turned his face away and blushed. "Luckily it has to sit for twenty-eight days so I'm in no hurry."

Marluxia had noticed the barely hidden blush and smirked.

"What is the last ingredient Vexen?"

"I need something from a living species of flora that can control the flora around it."

"So in other words…me."

"Yes."

Marluxia put his face close to Vexen's trapped one and whispered, "What do you need from me?"

Vexen flushed.

"I need s-some of your hair and a little blood."

Marluxia glared at him.

His hair was the most important thing to the botanist.

No wonder Vexen was scared.

"It's either your hair and some of your blood or a leaf and some of the chlorophyll inside one of your heavily mutated plants."

Marluxia pulled back and crossed his arms.

"My pets are not mutated and you are not cutting them."

"That's why I suggested your hair and blood instead. I knew you wouldn't stand for your plants to be harmed." He took a shay breath and looked at Marluxia. "Can I cut a little hair then?"

Marluxia nodded slowly.

Vexen grabbed a nearby pair of scissors and approached Marluxia.

He closed his eyes and waited.

He heard a small 'snip' and retreating footsteps.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Vexen had moved back to his old position and looked slightly scared.

"What? Did you do something to my hair?"

Vexen shook his head quickly.

"I just cut a tiny bit off. I was just going to see if you were going to do anything in retaliation for the hair."

Marluxia reached up and felt his head.

It felt fine and his hair still felt perfect.

"It's fine. It still feels the same."

Vexen let out a sigh of relief.

"Can I take a small blood sample then?"

He waited until Marluxia consented and grabbed the supplies he would need.

"Please sit down," he said politely as he pointed to a chair.

Marluxia crossed to it and waited quietly.

Vexen pulled another chair up and sat down across from him.

"Can I have your hand?"

A large hand was outstretched and Vexen took it.

After cleaning it with an alcohol swab, he pricked the tip of Marluxia's pointer finger.

Marluxia didn't even flinch.

A simple finger prick was nothing compared to some of the wounds he had had before.

A small trickle of blood ran out of the cut and Vexen caught it in a test tube.

"There," he said after putting the test tube down and labeling it. "Thank you."

He tried to wrap a bandage around Marluxia's finger, but he pulled away.

"I'll just wear my gloves. You don't need to do that."

"If you're bleeding, the fibers will catch it and when you take your glove off, it'll pull on the cut."

"I'd rather that than walk around with a bandage on my finger."

"If you do that, you'll risk an infection and then what? No one will see it anyway. It'll be hidden by your glove."

Marluxia sighed and gave in knowing that Vexen wasn't going to drop the subject.

"What will happen now?"

"I'll put the blood and hair in."

"Can I watch?"

"Fine. Just stay out of the way."

He put the beaker of green liquid in front of him and dropped the blood in.

The liquid immediately hissed and foamed.

Vexen nodded like that was supposed to happen and waited for the bubbles to die down.

He took the small hair and let it fall in.

Immediately he bent down so he was on eyelevel with it.

Marluxia noticed and did the same.

The hair hit the liquid and it immediately stopped sputtering and turned a bright shade of pink.

"That's good," he muttered.

A small puff of smoke curled out the top of the beaker bringing with it a floral scent.

"I think it worked."

"What does it do?" Marluxia asked with interest.

As an answer, Vexen took the bud of small flower and put in the liquid.

When it hit the surface of the water, it started blossoming.

"Oh," Marluxia said in quiet awe.

"It's perfect!"

Vexen had straightened and was doing what some may call a victory lap.

"Why did you make that? You have no interest in flowers."

Vexen stopped immediately and didn't face Marluxia.

"I just wanted to try something new."

"That doesn't sound like you." He strolled to Vexen's side. "Why did you do it?"

Vexen turned bright red.

"It's for you," he admitted so quietly that the other man could have missed it.

"Really?"

"It's for your garden. I know that sometimes not all of your buds open and if you make them open it takes a lot of effort so I made that for you."

"You noticed how draining it is?' he asked with confusion on his face. "Why?"

"Because I," he stopped. He knew he had to say it now or he never would. "Because I love you!" he forced out quickly.

Marluxia took a step back and stared at him.

"D-Do you really?"

The blush on Vexen's face was enough of an answer for him.

"I love you too. That's why I had Xemnas bring you to Castle Oblivion. He thought it was best that you were at the Castle, but I said that you had an idea that was worth it."

He pulled Vexen into his arms.

"I always want you where I am."

"I promise to try my hardest."

AN: I was in S.A. this weekend helping my sis and her husband move into their new house and they didn't have Internet! AH MAH GOSH! It was awful! But I wrote this on the way down and couldn't put it up until now, so here it is! I hope you like it!

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