Who's obsessed with Seven Deadly sins::raises hand:: stupid song. XD
Anyway. SO I prooobably won't update on Firday cuz someone might a comin over, and we have a Show Choir competition (tech crew XD) Saturday so if we don't make finals if there's an update it will be a late one. XD
I use that face to much. 8D
But yeah I'm thinking I'm gonna have some fun with this one. And to my surprise, the High Score is not held my Rent anymore with 13, but by Love Poetry with 16! Wow I say.
ON WITH THE PERFORMANCE. (AND if you're wondering, these what ifs are coming from suggestions from October. XD)
What If…
Roxas was turned into a girl?
((as suggested by ze lurvely Darkest Soul of Sadness))
Vexen made small incoherent noises as he toiled over his current side project. Damned inferiors, he thought to himself as he mixed various concoctions together, They show no appreciation…We'll see if they switch my cholesterol medicine with Viagra after this! He cackled evilly as he took a small spray bottle and poured some of the pink liquid into it. Twisting on the cap, he smiled triumphantly.
"He'll never know what hit him." His mind continued to plot out how to go about with his plan. Hm…how can I make it seem less obvious…Aha. He grinned deviously as he thought of just the person to help him.
----((foreboding music))---
"And how can Iservice you today, Vexen?" Marluxia asked devilishly as he twirled around in Vexen's spinning chair in his lab.
Vexen pinked slightly but ignored him. "I need you to do me a favor Number XI. Consider it payment for your disrespectful attitude."
Marluxia's eyes lowered into a devious smirk. "Why Vexen, I didn't know you thought of me as disrespectful…" He stood up, coming closer to Vexen. "I thought you thought of me as something else…"
Vexen jumped as Marluxia grazed his shoulder, all but leaping away from him. "Will you do it or not?!"
"Of course," Marluxia said, still leering. "Many times." Vexen gave him a stern look. "Kidding," he said, sighing. "What must I do?"
-----((THAT was fun. XD))-----
Roxas rolled over on his bed, sighing in contentment as he read his romance novel. This is my favorite part! He thought wistfully as he read the part where the star-crossed lovers profess their need for each other. Of course everything always goes to hell after this…Ah well.
He looked up from his book as he heard a knock on his door. Putting a bookmark on his page, he looked at his watch. Axel is still on his mission… "Who is it?"
"Marluxia, of course."
Roxas sighed as he sat up on his bed. This can't be good. "Come in."
Marluxia entered his room, a serious expression on his features. Roxas tried to be friendly. He tried not to send death glares at him. Sure, that doesn't mean he didn't but hey.
Marluxia walked around his room as if he owned the place. Roxas quirked an eyebrow. "Yes…?"
"The Superior ordered me to inspect rooms," he said matter-of-factly, opening Roxas' top dresser drawer. Marluxia's gaze turned amused as he turned to Roxas, a pair of handcuffs in his hand. "Wow, Roxas, I didn't know you were into this…"
Roxas blushed, standing up to take them from him. "Those are Axels," he muttered.
"Makes no difference," Marluxia said, grinning, as he walked over to the closet. He laughed again as he pulled out a pair of tight leather pants with dark red fiery embroidery. "And you're going to tell me these are Axel's too? I don't think they'd fit…"
"Are you done?" Roxas said angrily, his face a permanent shade of red.
"Just about," Marluxia said, smiling his devious 'Bitchstick-and-damn-proud' smirk. He strided towards the door, and turned around to face Roxas.
"And one more thing," he added, still smirking.
"What."
"This." Marluxia whipped out the pink spray bottle, spraying Roxas a few times full in the face. Roxas sputtered, then suddenly dizzy, passed out onto his bed.
Marluxia chuckled quietly as he left the room.
--------((oh noes!))-------
Roxas stirred in his bed, groaning softly. Ugh…what happened? He sat up, shaking his head. Marluxia came to inspect or whatever, and-Ohmygodican'tfeelmypenis! Roxas leapt out of his bed, shaking slightly as he slowly stepped in front of the mirror.
Roxas quickly pulled his computer chair to catch himself on before he collapsed to the ground. Holy shit…I'm a girl?Roxas was distracted by himself in the mirror. Roxas' hair was a bit longer, still voluminous but parted to the side with spiked ends. He ran his hands down his not-so-flat-anymore chest, turning in the mirror slowly to notice that his pants fit more snuggly to his hips than before. Wow…I have curves…
Roxas paused at his observations in the mirror. Wait. I'm a fucking GIRL. How the hell did this happen?! He thought for a moment. It must have been that shit Marluxia sprayed in my face… Roxas checked his watch again, smiling. I've still got a good hour before Axel comes back…
His smile grew more impish as he dove into his dresser.
-----((I love this))----
Roxas smirked as he stood in front of the mirror, grinning. After all I am a girl…why not have a little fun? He looked himself over as he stood in one of his silky red dress shirts with his fiery black leather pants, which were snugger around his hips. I daresay I love how these fit…although, I think I am scarred for life…I feel like I was castrated…
His eyes widened as he heard a knock on his door. Fuck, if that's Axel I have exactly 1.9581 seconds to hide… He dove for his bed…
---((exactly 1.9581 seconds later))---
Axel smiled fanatically as he kicked in Roxas' door, as per his style. "HELLOOOO MY DARLING ROXY!" he cheered, walking into his room. He saw him in the bed, with the covers up to his neck.
Axel's smile turned roguish. "Ah, ready for me already? You don't need the blanket, you little virgin you…"
Roxas's eyes widened as Axel came closer. "Don't Axel, I-I'm….sick!"
Axel paused, laughing. "Then isn't that even more of a reason for me to come closer?" he smirked, covering Roxas under his blanket. He cuddled closer to him, before examining his face closer. His features looked…softer.
"Roxy, are you growing out your hair? You look different…"
"No! Why would you think that?" Roxas said nervously. Axel looked as if he was about to ask more, so Roxas decided to silence him with a kiss. This switched Axel from 'Thinking mode' into 'Sexing Mode' flawlessly, as he murmured his approval against Roxas' lips.
Roxas, however, did not think of the consequences of this move. He was unable to pay attention as Axel's hand stealthily made its way under the blanket, aiming for his taut abdomen.
"Hmmm….so you still have clothes on," Axel murmured as he nipped at Roxas' neck. "I think that must be remedied…" He kissed Roxas again more passionately as his hand slid up further and further….
"What the FUCK?!" Axel cried out, pulling back violently as he felt something that was definitely not Roxas' flat chest. Roxas sat up, still holding the blanket around him, blushing.
"I-I'm sorry, Axel, I tried to keep you away…"
Axel was in shock. "What…. Are you…. How…girl?"
Roxas turned redder as he slowly lowered the blanket. Axel's eyes widened as Roxas stood up, showing off his femininity. Axel continued to stare wordlessly as Roxas spun in a circle, looking at himself in the mirror again.
He looked back at Axel, twitching slightly. "Aren't you going to say something?"
Axel swallowed visibly. "…Girl?"
Roxas rolled his eyes, glaring at him. "You should really be more eloquent, Axel."
Axel blinked and swallowed again. "…What the hell happened?"
Roxas explained to him what happened with Marluxia, and of the pink spray bottle. "Ofcourse it was Marluxia," Axel said angrily as he stood up, "Who else would it be?!"
Roxas grabbed onto his arm, trying to calm him. "Think rationally before you do anything, Axel." Axel looked down at him, eyes widened and nostrils flaring.
Roxas blushed, letting go of him. "I figured you'd want to stay away from me now that I'm like this…" He moved to go towards his closet when he felt himself being spun around and held tight against Axel.
"Dumbass," Axel said, his voice cracking, "You're still you. And in any form, I still love you for who you are on the inside."
Roxas smiled up at him wryly. "How preschool of you Axel. Is that the moral of the story?"
Axel leered down at him. Roxas swallowed as the rest of his retort died in his mouth. Axel lowered himself so his lips were right next to Roxas' ear. "Besides," he whispered softly as if Roxas never said anything, "I think you're dead sexy in this form, too."
Roxas' eyes widened as Axel tilted his chin up to kiss him deeply. He inadvertently grabbed onto Axel's shoulders, wrapping his legs around his waist as Axel carried them to the bed, entangling one of his hands in Roxas' longer hair.
"Those pants look just as gorgeous on you as they usually do…" Axel murmured heatedly, kissing his way up Roxas' abdomen.
Roxas groaned, feeling way too many new sensations. "Axel…" he murmured as the nobody began to skillfully unbutton his pants.
"Axel!"
Axel looked up, stopping his trail on both accounts. "Yes?"
"I'm sorry I-I can't do this…" Roxas muttered, looking away. "It's so…wrong! I have no penis for god's sake! Think about it. If this happened to you, would you want to still do it?"
Axel thought for a moment, shuddering as he held Roxas closer. "You poor thing. I'll see to it that your manhood is restored immediately, as cute as you are…" He tweaked Roxas' nose and pulled them up off the bed. "Throw your cloak on. We need to find Marluxia."
-----((heee))----
Axel and the hooded Roxas cautiously walked up to Marluxia's room. Axel smiled and asked jokingly, "Do you think we'll need a machete to get in?"
Roxas laughed as he knocked on the door.
"Come iiiin!"
Axel and Roxas walked into a surprisingly mildly-flowered room. They saw Marluxia lounging in his desk chair, as if he expected them to arrive.
"Let me guess," he said, before either one of them opened his mouth. "You want me tofix whatever I did to him by spraying that stuff in his face or you'll burn all my plants to a crisp?"
Axel blinked. "What are you implying…"
Marluxia chuckled. "I'm saying I can't help you. But, I can tell you who can…for a price, of course."
"What do you want?" Roxas asked. Marluxia raised an eyebrow. Roxas' voice soundedslightly higher than usual.
"Take off your hood." Roxas slowly lowered his hood to reveal that he was a girl. Marluxia burst into uncontrollable laughter as his eyes traveled up and down his form, realizing that it was in fact, female.
Roxas blushed as Marluxia continued laughing. Axel, however, got angrier and angrier. "Hello? Earth to flower-boy!"
Marluxia wiped a tear from his eye as he calmed down. "That was worth it." he stood up, smirking as he stepped closer. "Are you sure you want to change back, Roxas? You're pretty cute that way…"
Roxas glared at him, daring him to come any closer. Marluxia sighed. He is still the Keyblade wielder… "Very well," he said dismissively as he sat back down, "Go see Vexen. He'll tell you what you want to know."
---((TO THE LAB!))---
Vexen twitched as Axel slammed him into the wall of his lab. "Fix him," he ground out as he gestured to Roxas. Vexen's eyes widened as he saw the female form of Roxas next to him.
Vexen smiled coldly. "No, I don't really think I will."
Axel clenched his cloak tighter in frustration. "Why not?"
"Because he's my specimen now; he needs to be examined."
Axel would have punched him in the face if Roxas hadn't held back his free hand. "Why the hell are you doing this? We haven't even pranked you lately!"
Vexen laughed. "So you're saying you didn't switch my cholesterol medicine with Viagra?" he said sarcastically. Axel and Roxas looked at each other before bursting into laughter.
"No," Roxas said, laughing. "But whoever did gets a pat on the back from us!"
Vexen thought for a moment, confused. Well if they didn't, then who-He thought for a moment to the morning of the occurrence, remembering that Marluxia was right outside his room. He was making all those comments today…Damn him… Vexen sighed in frustration, admitting defeat.
"I'm….sorry, I have mistaken you for a flower-headed prick," he muttered, spraying Roxas with a lime green liquid. Roxas fainted again, Axel catching him in mid-fall.
"Thanks?" Axel replied, turning to go back to his room. "Oh, and Vexen?"
Vexen looked up from his labs at him.
"I do believe a certain Graceful Assassin would benefit from being separated from his penis for a few months."
Vexen grinned. "Duly noted, Number VIII."
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That. was so much fun. Shit, even the MarlyVexen was fun. Oh man, I was dying as I wrote this.
And the title? I dunno, it just reminds me of like a new Drive form. XD
YOU BETTER LEAVE THE LOVE.
freaky-hanyou