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Larxene stepped into the dining hall. Demyx sat on the table, playing his sitar, and Zexion sat in a chair next to him, reading his Lexicon. Marluxia wasn't in sight.
"Where is he?!" Larxene growled.
Demyx abruptly stopped playing his sitar. "Who?" He wondered, as both he and Zexion looked up.
"Marluxia! Where is he?"
"He left a little while ago." Zexion shrugged. "Why? I thought you were spending most of your time trying to get away from him."
"He's wearing my dress."
Zexion and Demyx looked at one another before they both burst out laughing. "That dress is yours?" Zexion wondered between laughs. "It's so girly!"
They laughed harder, making Larxene flush and flash her knives.
"Unless you want to lose a few fingers, or your life, stop laughing and tell me where he went!"
They stopped laughing.
"We don't know." Demyx stated with a shake of his head. "Try the Ballroom."
"He tried to get me to dance to Demyx's new song, but I refused." Zexion muttered. "He probably went to play some CDs and dance or something."
Larxene stalked out the door. She walked down the long hallways, glaring at anyone she passed. Riku and Sora were arguing at the end of one hall. She didn't catch much but the words 'going at it' and 'camera', but she didn't really care what their problem was anyway. When she finally reached the ballroom, she pushed the doors open. They flung open wide and hit the walls, making the room seem to shake. Luxord was leaning against a back pillar and he jumped at the sound.
"Damn it, Larxene!" He cursed. "Don't do that to a person! Gambit? No, the girl just burst in here…I can talk, it's fine…"
Larxene growled and looked around for Marluxia. She didn't see him.
"Luxord!" She addressed him. "Where's Marluxia?"
"Hold on, Gambit." Luxord pressed a button on the side of his Bluetooth. "How should I know?"
"You didn't see him?" She wondered. "He's in a pink dress."
"That was him?" Luxord flushed. "I thought that was that Kairi girl! Marluxia went outside." He pointed to the balcony. "He's probably still there. In fact…I can see him."
Larxene growled and ran to the opposite side of the ballroom, past Luxord.
"I'm back." Luxord told the air. "Gambit? Hello? Damn…I lost him…"
Larxene threw open the balcony doors. Marluxia was fixing his hair in his mirror, sitting on a bench on the balcony. He turned when he noticed her.
"Oh…h-hi, Larxene." He greeted and stood. "Don't I look pretty?"
She aimed a knife at him. "Take it off." She growled threateningly. "Now."
"I'm not…there's nothing under this but underwear." Marluxia told her. "I can't. I'd be na…"
"Now!" She growled.
Marluxia made an 'eep' noise and slid the dress off over his head. He stood there in black women's underwear.
"Now get." Larxene pointed inside.
Marluxia ran into the ballroom, past Luxord.
"Woa, Marluxia!" Luxord stated. "Peep show at two o'clock!"
Marluxia ran past him, bursting into tears. Larxene ambled in, dress folded over her arm.
"You know…" Luxord looked at her. "He's wearing heels, too."
"Marluxia!" Larxene cried out, running out of the ballroom. "Give me back my shoes!"
Riku set up a security camera in the corner of one of the main halls. Sora held the ladder he was standing on so he wouldn't fall. "This look straight to you?" Riku wondered.
Sora looked up. "I don't see straight." He informed.
"No sexuality jokes; I'm serious, here."
"Alright, alright." Sora rolled his eyes. "It looks straight enough to me."
Riku nodded. "Good." He tightened a screw in the back and climbed down the ladder.
Sora moved out of the way and waited for Riku to come down. Riku closed the ladder and leaned it against the wall.
"Now, all I need to do is turn it on…" Riku pulled a small remote control device out of his pocket and hit the power button on the top.
"Is it on?" Sora wondered.
"You see a red light?"
Sora squinted. "No."
"Huh?" Riku wondered. "I hit the button…Maybe I'm too close?" He backed up and tried again. "See it?"
"No!" Sora responded.
Riku backed up and pressed the button. "Now?"
"No!"
Riku repeated the process. "Now?"
"No! Did you put batteries in it?" Sora wondered.
"Of course I did!" Riku popped the back of the remote open. "Uh…"
Sora put his head in his hands. "You…forgot batteries…didn't you…?" He looked sideways at an embarrassed Riku.
"Maybe."
Sora groaned. "You're always forgetting to either turn the camera off or batteries. You gotta check these things!"
"I know, I…"
Suddenly, the guy who thought he was a girl ran by in only black women's underwear and silver heels, crying. Sora and Riku looked after him as he disappeared down the hall and around the corner.
"O…kay…" Riku trailed.
"Marluxia!" The bitchy girl's voice yelled. She came around the corner. "Hey, you two. Morons. Marluxia come by here?"
Sora looked down at the dress in her arms. "What, he didn't like it?" He wondered.
She growled and flash a knife. "Where…is…Marluxia?" She growled in a low voice.
They both pointed the direction he had gone. She snarled and ran past them, dress in hand.
"These people are nuts." Riku stated after a moment or two.
"You said it." Sora muttered. "Too bad the camera wasn't on."
Riku groaned.
Dr. Phil paced in the living room before the empty couches. The others had yet to return. He had sent Robin to gather them while Kairi was asking them to do video confessions and Sora and Riku were setting up cameras around the mansion. He hoped his plans would work. He wanted some candid shots like he normally used, as well as to hear some of the thoughts of the members of the Organization. It should help him understand and diagnose them better.
The girly guy was the first to arrive. Marluxia, was that his name? He sat on the couch on the left and looked himself over in the mirror. It seemed like something was wrong.
"Excuse me, son?" Dr. Phil wondered. "Are you alright?"
Marluxia didn't look away from his mirror. "I'm fine." He sighed. "Larxene found out that I was wearing her dress and heels and she took them away from me."
"Um…her dress and heels?" Dr. Phil wondered.
Marluxia nodded. "I looked so pretty, too!" He confirmed. "You would've loved to see me."
"Um…Marluxia, if you don't mind my asking…why do you feel the need to dress up in dresses and heels?" Dr. Phil questioned.
"I…oh, I don't know." Marluxia shrugged. "I just do!"
Dr. Phil walked over and sat on the couch next to him. "Marluxia,"
"Please call me Marly."
"Uh…okay…Marly…how do you feel when you wear dresses?"
Marluxia smiled. "I feel…right, Dr. Phil. It's just…there's something about being in a dress that just gives me such a…rush!" Marluxia stood and spun in a circle. "I love the feeling!"
"Marluxia…"
"Marly." Marluxia interrupted him.
"Do you realize that it is not normal for a young gentleman such as yourself to be wearing a dress?" Dr. Phil wondered.
"So?" Marluxia snapped, turning away from Dr. Phil.
"Well, dresses are typically reserved for young ladies, and, if I'm not mistaken, you're a young man."
"Your point?" Marluxia looked over his shoulder.
"So doesn't logic tell you that wearing dresses is not something you should do?"
Marluxia looked away from Dr. Phil and thought for a moment. "But they make me feel good."
"Other things can make you feel good." Dr. Phil informed. "What do you like to do?"
"Wear dresses and heels."
"Other than that."
"Fix my hair in my mirror."
"…Other than that…"
"Paint my nails."
"Other than that."
Marluxia tried to remember what else he liked to do. "I…there's nothing else I like to do."
"Are you sure?" Dr. Phil stood. "Isn't there something you like to do when you're not fixing your hair or dressing in women's clothing?"
"Well…not really…I hang with the others and follow Larxene around, but that's about it."
"What do you do when you hang with the others?"
"Well, they run away from me and I chase after them, mostly." Marluxia shrugged.
Dr. Phil sighed. "Do you have a job?"
"Of course I do! Everyone here has one."
"Where do you work?"
"I work in a flower shop."
"Oh God." Dr. Phil groaned. There was no school in the world that could have prepared him for this. "Well…what do you do in the Flower Shop?"
"Whatever Aerith needs me to do." Marluxia shrugged. "Like sometimes she needs me to water plants, or sometimes she needs me behind the counter. And other times, I get to work out on the floor and recommend what type of flower people should get."
"All…right…" Dr. Phil paused. This wasn't going anywhere. "Maybe you could try…finding another job?"
"But I love my job!" Marluxia gasped. "I can't quit! What will Aerith do without me?!"
"What the hell is going on in here?" Xemnas' voice wondered. "I could hear you two on the other end of the beach house!"
Xemnas walked in with Xaldin, Xigbar, and Vexen in tow. The others weren't with them.
"We're trying to come to the root of Marluxia's problem." Dr. Phil stated.
"You mean the acting and dressing like a girl thing?" Xigbar wondered. "Aye, matey, no one could help him with that! It'd just be easier if he got a sex change operation."
Xaldin ran past and into the kitchen.
"And it would be easier if we put him in a plastic bubble…" Xemnas muttered, putting his head in his hand.
"They make those?" Xaldin called from the kitchen, walking in. "I thought they were only in that movie." He ran back into the kitchen.
"No, they really make those." Vexen spoke, his words slurred slightly.
"And if they don't, we're inventing them." Xemnas muttered.
"He wants me to quit my job!" Marluxia sniffled. "This isn't a time for jokes!"
"Oh, no. Don't make him quit!" Xemnas ordered the Doctor. "If you do, he'll be around the house, alone, all day! That's the last thing this Organization needs!"
"No, the last thing we need is to keep you as a leader." Larxene sneered, pushing around Xemnas. "If someone else were in charge, this quack would be out on his ass! Him and his entire road crew!"
"Maybe we should hold a vote." Vexen suggested.
"We're not voting on a new leader." Xemnas argued. "This isn't the time or the place for this."
"He's right." Dr. Phil agreed.
"Thank you, Doctor." Xemnas smiled.
"If you're going to fight over this, my camera crew should be here to capture every moment of it."
Xemnas' smile faded and he sighed. "I should've figured as much."
"You don't really want to help us at all, do you?" Larxene questioned the Doctor. "All you really care about are your ratings. That's why you're having those two morons rig up cameras all around the place and setting up that stupid confessional." She sneered. "Just admit it!"
"I wish I had a camera." Dr. Phil muttered. "There's nothing to admit, little miss. I'm here to help."
"I got it!" Riku ran into the room, proudly displaying a camera. "I got that whole rant on tape!"
Dr. Phil groaned. "Not now, Riku."
"Hey, you." Larxene stated.
Riku turned and looked at her. "Yes?" He wondered.
"Give me the camera. This show is canceled!"
Riku backed up. "No!" He ran away.
Larxene flashed her knives and chased after him. "Get your ass back here so I can beat you with it!"
Xemnas sighed and looked at Dr. Phil. "Please don't sue."