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LATE

      “Arrgh, Late again” the uncharacteristically edgy blond enunciated as he drawled down the wide corridors of the organisation’s mammoth stronghold.
The ninth organisation member took his time checking behind each set of the heavy mahogany doors that lined the drawn out hallway.

      An exasperated sigh escaped his lips as he searched the eighth room that day. “Ridiculous” the blonde snorted, “Where are they!” He continued down the corridor skipping every other door or so, evidently becoming increasingly bored with his new ‘job’. He was supposed to have been given ‘new fulfilling duties’ but all he was doing now was scoping out those nobodies who decided to ditch meetings.
Originally he had thought it would be an easy task, but boy was he wrong, especially when it came to seeking out the two most elusive members of the organization.

      Demyx racked every inch of his brain wondering where in this oversized citadel his two ‘friends’ could possibly be, at least, he called them friends, but he would definitely need to talk to them about that, what kind of friends would obscure themselves in some distant corner of the castle so that their ‘friend’, could receive that icy glare from Saix in there place. Just the thought of that glowering stare made the blonde shiver. The last time he had returned empty handed he had been officially added to second in command’s ‘list’, oh the list….

      Demyx continued to search rooms until he reached the last door at the end of the hallway. He approached the archway slowly having almost given up hope, but when he heard sounds coming from inside his spirit lifted. “Ha gotcha now” the blonde smirked quietly as he approached the door with stealth. “AHAhahaha, heh?” Demyx sang as he bust through the door, only to find some dusks playing poker. Number nine was dumb founded, not to mention on the end of his tether. He narrowed his eyes at the dusks who at this time were supposed to be guarding the meeting room, “Get to work you useless dusks, don’t make me summon my sitar!” he yelled as his anger was released all at once, to the dusks dismay. The low ranked nobodies scurried from to room to continue their assigned duties. The organisation member sighed and walked off to find his targets.

      “Grrr, when I find them….” Demyx began but was cut off when his finely tune ears picked up a strange sound from an adjacent corridor, a noise like…moaning, in a dark and disused hallway, the kind that was usually linked with…Ghosts and zombies, the blonde shook. The thought made Demyx contemplate turning back and reporting failure, but Saix…‘brrrr’ . No, he would have to persevere. His brow creased in apprehension “mmm, I so knew they were sending the wrong guy” he murmured to himself as he crept down the unnerving space, there were no lights in this area and this simply added to the twisting of the frangible boy’s nerves.

      As a Nobody he shouldn’t have felt the fear he did, but the fact that he believed he had a heart was enough to allow him to emulate the emotion. As he approached the door at the far end of the hall the sighing sounds got louder, “Axel…R-Roxas…a-are you, um, down there?” no reply, but the shrieks where prominent now, and the pantywaist was earnestly considering turning back. Maybe receiving dirty looks from Saix at every meeting was bearable, and so what if he didn’t let him sit at the big boy table at lunch, and seriously even if he did graffiti the words ‘Door mat’ on his forehead while he was sleeping, he could take it...Right?

      CRASH, “Ah” number nine squealed as he threw his hands up in surprise. The noise snapped him out of his thoughts of avoidance. He was now close enough to the source of the noise that the moans were recognizable, “H-Hey wait a minute….” Demyx folded his arms as he listened to the sounds, his eyes widend as realisation smacked him in the face, “That’s Roxas! But…but, what are they…?” He hesitated then swiftly brought his hands up to his head in frustration, “aarrgghh, Jerks, always dumping me in weird deals, man!” Demyx yelled. The moans stopped, as did the blonds non-existent heart. He heard footsteps approaching the door opposite to him, he contemplated making a run for it but before he could make a move he heard the door handle being turned.

      As the heavy wooden door creaked open, Demyx noticed a head of dirty blond hair poke out from its confines, the owner of this head was a young boy, rank thirteen the newest member to the organisation, but as troublesome as they get. Since he had arrived he and Axel had been late or absent to each and every weekly meeting. The boys eyes were a deep cerulean blue, Demyx believed they resembled the ocean at times, unruly yet mellow. The boy also had a suggestively pink tinge travelling a wide path across his cheeks and nose. He looked so gentle Demyx couldn’t help but smile his friendly smile at the boy, but the smile dropped when the door opened by a few more degrees to reveal a tall man, a tall, smirking man, a red-haired, tall, smirking man.

      The ninth member flinched and his mind returned to the situation at hand, “A-Axel, Roxas...umm…you guys are late… you know?” he murmured, he was pointing a gloved hand in their direction but his eyes focused on the floor as he attempted to avoid the gaze of the two disobedient members. The red head spoke up “Aww come on we were just having a little fun” he over gestured, waving his hands around, he gently nudged his companion with a bony elbow, and winked mischievously “Right Roxas” he intoned. The young blond blushed and looked to the floor at his side while the red headed pyromaniac threw his head back in laughter.
        A confused Demyx stared blankly at the pair his pointing finger losing its assertive bearing “um… what kind of fun” the older male enquired not sure if he really wanted to hear the answer. The red head threw his hands up dramatically and brought them to rest behind his head. He shifted his weight on to his right leg effectively bumping Roxas slightly of balance with his bony hip. “Go on Roxas” the pyro voiced dismissively “tell Demyx what we were doin’”. Demyx searched the face of the taller man before turning to the smaller boy who was now blushing fiercely, “uh…um…we were… I mean, he made me do it” was the response that escaped the young boy’s lips. “He made me…” Demyx was now leaning forward in acute interest. “Made you do what?…WHAT?” he questioned as he looked up accusingly at a pleased looking Axel. “He said it would be fun to… skip the meeting so …wecouldplaykaraoke” Roxas blurted out before returning his gaze to the floor.
       The older blonde stared baffled at the boy “um what?” Axel spoke up “he said we’ve been practicing our singing skills” the red head cocked his head playfully to the side and placed his hands on his hips “what, you didn’t think we were doing something …shall we say… less innocent?” he smirked as reply to Demyx’s befuddled expression and slight blush. Demyx’s eyes narrowed, “what? You mean you guys put me on Saix’s ‘waiting-to-die’ list…” he started quitly before raising his voice “…just so that you guys could get the upper hand at Xigbar’s Christmas party karaoke competition!” he yelled, his voice echoing through the empty hallway and his fist shaking at the two traitors.

       “Yeah, that sounds about right” The red head smirked un-phased by the blonds out burst. Grabbing Roxas’ hand possessively he dragged the smaller boy past a still glaring Demyx. “Well come on then, we’re all ready late” he called to the teen in a deliberate attempt to annoy him. How Axel loved to annoy people. “Saix is gonna kick your sorry behind Demyx, you know he doesn’t tolerate incompetence” he smirked as he walked back towards the meeting room still clutching his companion’s hand. The ninth member’s ears pricked up at the sound of ‘the-hater-of-all-things-peaceful’s ‘name he swung around to face the fire-wielder. “Aww come on Axel your not gonna let me take all the blame are you” he pleaded forgetting his indignance towards the older teen “Do you know how much guts it took me to come down here?”  He followed the other members hastily.

       “That’s irrelevant, we all know you think Cross-forehead is scarier than any old creaky hallway” Axel shot back, still walking a good way in front of Demyx. “Besides Roxas made it okay and he’s younger than you”
       “Yeah but he didn’t come down here on his own” Demyx complaining having now caught up with the other two. “…and there weren’t any weird noises for you to deal with either” he pouted slightly.

       “Yeah well-“ The eighth member was cut off abruptly by the sight a blue haired man who stood smirking in the teens’ path. “Oh…h-hey Saix” the red head stuttered uncharacteristically. “good evening boys, you missed the meeting“ The dreaded man said calmly though his voice seemingly dripped with sadistic venom. He flipped his blue hair behind his shoulder dramatically “Step into my office, I think we have certain issues to discuss” his voice had taken a foul tone much to the fear off the three teens.
       “Darn it, Axel. Look what ya did” Demyx elbowed his companion in the arm “forget it I’m gonna be on late duty any more.”

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LATE

      “Arrgh, Late again” the uncharacteristically edgy blond enunciated as he drawled down the wide corridors of the organisation’s mammoth stronghold.
The ninth organisation member took his time checking behind each set of the heavy mahogany doors that lined the drawn out hallway.

      An exasperated sigh escaped his lips as he searched the eighth room that day. “Ridiculous” the blonde snorted, “Where are they!” He continued down the corridor skipping every other door or so, evidently becoming increasingly bored with his new ‘job’. He was supposed to have been given ‘new fulfilling duties’ but all he was doing now was scoping out those nobodies who decided to ditch meetings.
Originally he had thought it would be an easy task, but boy was he wrong, especially when it came to seeking out the two most elusive members of the organization.

      Demyx racked every inch of his brain wondering where in this oversized citadel his two ‘friends’ could possibly be, at least, he called them friends, but he would definitely need to talk to them about that, what kind of friends would obscure themselves in some distant corner of the castle so that their ‘friend’, could receive that icy glare from Saix in there place. Just the thought of that glowering stare made the blonde shiver. The last time he had returned empty handed he had been officially added to second in command’s ‘list’, oh the list….

      Demyx continued to search rooms until he reached the last door at the end of the hallway. He approached the archway slowly having almost given up hope, but when he heard sounds coming from inside his spirit lifted. “Ha gotcha now” the blonde smirked quietly as he approached the door with stealth. “AHAhahaha, heh?” Demyx sang as he bust through the door, only to find some dusks playing poker. Number nine was dumb founded, not to mention on the end of his tether. He narrowed his eyes at the dusks who at this time were supposed to be guarding the meeting room, “Get to work you useless dusks, don’t make me summon my sitar!” he yelled as his anger was released all at once, to the dusks dismay. The low ranked nobodies scurried from to room to continue their assigned duties. The organisation member sighed and walked off to find his targets.

      “Grrr, when I find them….” Demyx began but was cut off when his finely tune ears picked up a strange sound from an adjacent corridor, a noise like…moaning, in a dark and disused hallway, the kind that was usually linked with…Ghosts and zombies, the blonde shook. The thought made Demyx contemplate turning back and reporting failure, but Saix…‘brrrr’ . No, he would have to persevere. His brow creased in apprehension “mmm, I so knew they were sending the wrong guy” he murmured to himself as he crept down the unnerving space, there were no lights in this area and this simply added to the twisting of the frangible boy’s nerves.

      As a Nobody he shouldn’t have felt the fear he did, but the fact that he believed he had a heart was enough to allow him to emulate the emotion. As he approached the door at the far end of the hall the sighing sounds got louder, “Axel…R-Roxas…a-are you, um, down there?” no reply, but the shrieks where prominent now, and the pantywaist was earnestly considering turning back. Maybe receiving dirty looks from Saix at every meeting was bearable, and so what if he didn’t let him sit at the big boy table at lunch, and seriously even if he did graffiti the words ‘Door mat’ on his forehead while he was sleeping, he could take it...Right?

      CRASH, “Ah” number nine squealed as he threw his hands up in surprise. The noise snapped him out of his thoughts of avoidance. He was now close enough to the source of the noise that the moans were recognizable, “H-Hey wait a minute….” Demyx folded his arms as he listened to the sounds, his eyes widend as realisation smacked him in the face, “That’s Roxas! But…but, what are they…?” He hesitated then swiftly brought his hands up to his head in frustration, “aarrgghh, Jerks, always dumping me in weird deals, man!” Demyx yelled. The moans stopped, as did the blonds non-existent heart. He heard footsteps approaching the door opposite to him, he contemplated making a run for it but before he could make a move he heard the door handle being turned.

      As the heavy wooden door creaked open, Demyx noticed a head of dirty blond hair poke out from its confines, the owner of this head was a young boy, rank thirteen the newest member to the organisation, but as troublesome as they get. Since he had arrived he and Axel had been late or absent to each and every weekly meeting. The boys eyes were a deep cerulean blue, Demyx believed they resembled the ocean at times, unruly yet mellow. The boy also had a suggestively pink tinge travelling a wide path across his cheeks and nose. He looked so gentle Demyx couldn’t help but smile his friendly smile at the boy, but the smile dropped when the door opened by a few more degrees to reveal a tall man, a tall, smirking man, a red-haired, tall, smirking man.

      The ninth member flinched and his mind returned to the situation at hand, “A-Axel, Roxas...umm…you guys are late… you know?” he murmured, he was pointing a gloved hand in their direction but his eyes focused on the floor as he attempted to avoid the gaze of the two disobedient members. The red head spoke up “Aww come on we were just having a little fun” he over gestured, waving his hands around, he gently nudged his companion with a bony elbow, and winked mischievously “Right Roxas” he intoned. The young blond blushed and looked to the floor at his side while the red headed pyromaniac threw his head back in laughter.
        A confused Demyx stared blankly at the pair his pointing finger losing its assertive bearing “um… what kind of fun” the older male enquired not sure if he really wanted to hear the answer. The red head threw his hands up dramatically and brought them to rest behind his head. He shifted his weight on to his right leg effectively bumping Roxas slightly of balance with his bony hip. “Go on Roxas” the pyro voiced dismissively “tell Demyx what we were doin’”. Demyx searched the face of the taller man before turning to the smaller boy who was now blushing fiercely, “uh…um…we were… I mean, he made me do it” was the response that escaped the young boy’s lips. “He made me…” Demyx was now leaning forward in acute interest. “Made you do what?…WHAT?” he questioned as he looked up accusingly at a pleased looking Axel. “He said it would be fun to… skip the meeting so …wecouldplaykaraoke” Roxas blurted out before returning his gaze to the floor.
       The older blonde stared baffled at the boy “um what?” Axel spoke up “he said we’ve been practicing our singing skills” the red head cocked his head playfully to the side and placed his hands on his hips “what, you didn’t think we were doing something …shall we say… less innocent?” he smirked as reply to Demyx’s befuddled expression and slight blush. Demyx’s eyes narrowed, “what? You mean you guys put me on Saix’s ‘waiting-to-die’ list…” he started quitly before raising his voice “…just so that you guys could get the upper hand at Xigbar’s Christmas party karaoke competition!” he yelled, his voice echoing through the empty hallway and his fist shaking at the two traitors.

       “Yeah, that sounds about right” The red head smirked un-phased by the blonds out burst. Grabbing Roxas’ hand possessively he dragged the smaller boy past a still glaring Demyx. “Well come on then, we’re all ready late” he called to the teen in a deliberate attempt to annoy him. How Axel loved to annoy people. “Saix is gonna kick your sorry behind Demyx, you know he doesn’t tolerate incompetence” he smirked as he walked back towards the meeting room still clutching his companion’s hand. The ninth member’s ears pricked up at the sound of ‘the-hater-of-all-things-peaceful’s ‘name he swung around to face the fire-wielder. “Aww come on Axel your not gonna let me take all the blame are you” he pleaded forgetting his indignance towards the older teen “Do you know how much guts it took me to come down here?”  He followed the other members hastily.

       “That’s irrelevant, we all know you think Cross-forehead is scarier than any old creaky hallway” Axel shot back, still walking a good way in front of Demyx. “Besides Roxas made it okay and he’s younger than you”
       “Yeah but he didn’t come down here on his own” Demyx complaining having now caught up with the other two. “…and there weren’t any weird noises for you to deal with either” he pouted slightly.

       “Yeah well-“ The eighth member was cut off abruptly by the sight a blue haired man who stood smirking in the teens’ path. “Oh…h-hey Saix” the red head stuttered uncharacteristically. “good evening boys, you missed the meeting“ The dreaded man said calmly though his voice seemingly dripped with sadistic venom. He flipped his blue hair behind his shoulder dramatically “Step into my office, I think we have certain issues to discuss” his voice had taken a foul tone much to the fear off the three teens.
       “Darn it, Axel. Look what ya did” Demyx elbowed his companion in the arm “forget it I’m gonna be on late duty any more.”