Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters associated with it. I have so much muuuuuuse! O.o I'm already working on another chapter. Still think this story is a disappointm...
Well it was quite easily said that you were now avoiding Marluxia whenever possible. You hadn't seen the delicate flower too often due to your fast thinking every time he entered a room you were occupying. This meant skipping a lot of meal sessions, but you hadn't had to give up food entirely; thanks to a blessed, deformed angel by the name of Demyx, you received those dinners in your room. How delightful it was to practically have a butler.
Zexion was going on as though nothing had happened; thank the heavens for that. The last thing you would have wanted would be for him to question what you were about to say before Marly had interrupted the two of you. As far as what you were up to...currently, you were pulling on your boots (as well as knocking over multiple objects while you danced throughout the room as a result from poor balance) with full intention of causing pure chaos throughout the castle.
First, you made your way down to the kitchen, where you carefully began stacking pots and pans in front of one of the doors. There were eventually so many that you had to stand on the counter to keep stacking them. It was a miracle they didn't fall over. After climbing down from the cabinets, you exited through the other door, making sure to lock it behind you. With a mischievous grin, you stealthily made your way to the library.
Larxene was known to be in here quite often, reading romance novel after romance novel. Knowing Zexion wouldn't touch something so distasteful, you sought a basic magic dictionary and proceeded to take down volumes and hexing them. In others, you placed sticky gobs of some sort of material you'd found in your room. More than likely, it was an experiment of your roommate's.
Your next stop was Vexen's lab. You were sure to be able to cause havoc there, provided he wasn't present. Actually, come to think of it, the castle was unusually quiet. You paused for a moment, pondering as to why this might be so, but shrugged and carried on with your antics.
Vexen's work area was cluttered with multiple beakers and test tubes filled with unknown chemicals. With a delighted smile on your face, you put on a lab coat, gloves, and a pair of goggles that enhanced the size of your eyes by at least five times. Snatching up a beaker filled with a substance that glowed a neon green color, you happily ran over to a pool of black liquid and poured it in.
A hissing sound erupted from the mixture as it began to bubble and smoke. Nearby sat a vial of bright purple content. You poured it in, jumping back multiple feet as a large explosion occurred and barely managed to miss your hair. No doubt that was going to attract attention. Hastily, you ripped off the lab equipment and left the room. Sure enough, someone teleported in right behind you as you closed the door. Luckily, you were well out of reach by the time Vexen screamed.
Let's see...who else did you hate? Sprinting through the halls, you couldn't suppress your maniacal laughter. It was just too much to hold it. Within the next twenty minutes, you managed to steal Xigbar's eye patches while he was in the shower, scatter Xemnas's paperwork, and drench Luxord's cards in the toilet. Just as you were about to toilet paper Demyx's room, a hand closed around your shoulder and pulled you to a sudden halt.
Hair standing on end, you slowly turned around and looked upward. With a gulp, you threw Xemnas a sheepish grin. The Superior did not reply; his burning glare remained adamant, and his grip tightened. It didn't look like you were going to be shown any mercy.
Without a spoken word, a portal of darkness was opened in front of you, and you were forcefully guided into it. When an actual setting reappeared, it was the meeting hall. Xemnas had left you in middle transfer, and was already seated. You were alone in the center, a dozen cloaked faces, and one very angry leader, staring down at you.
"Uhhhh....hehe, hello, e'rbody!" You gave a small wave, looking around guiltily. The only friendly faces offered were Axel, Roxas, and Zexion. The only reason you could tell was because Zexion's position was not his angry one, Axel seemed really relaxed, and Roxas waved back. A cold chill was emanating from the other members. "What going on?"
"Number Zero, you were caught in suspicious activities throughout the castle; such involvements were expected to be tampering with the science lab, my office, and...you are suspected to have caused the disruption in the kitchen, but we're not quite certain whether that was you or Demyx."
Your eyes turned to Demyx's seat, but you were surprised to find it empty. Where was the Melodious Nocturne during such a supposedly important meeting?
"Xemnas, I must report that my property was also vandalized," said Luxord coldly.
"And I'm having trouble seeing thanks to a delightful vixen that decided to either steal or hide my eye patches," Xigbar snapped.
"Come on, guys! You can't blame me for everything that happened!" you wailed.
"I say we toss the bitch out!" suggested Larxene with a sadistic grin.
"Such actions are not necessary," Saïx drawled. "Xevia is right; we have no proof that she committed these actions. For all we know, any one of us could have done a single act and needed a scapegoat."
"She did it! Xemnas caught her running off to cause more trouble! What more proof do we need?" screeched The Savage Nymph. Xemnas slowly turned his head to face your roommate.
"Zexion." Aquamarine eyes glanced upward to meet his superior's gaze. "I believe we can trust your nose to tell us whether or not the subject did indeed corrupt the citadel?" Said eyes turned onto you, and you silently pleaded with the young man. After staring at you for a while, he shook his head.
"No, Superior. She did not." Relief washed over you, and you nearly melted on the spot. You owed Zexion one for covering you like that.
"Very well. We can take no further public action. Xevia, I would like to speak to you in private."
"What?" Larxene squawked. "You're letting her off just like that? Ugh, this organization is horribly corrupt. I'm going to the library." Her blue eyes narrowed dangerously before she disappeared. One by one, the members also left the area until you, Xemnas, and Saïx were the only ones remaining.
"Sir?" you said in the most sarcastically flattering tone you could muster.
"That was a noble thing Zexion did for you, but do not think for a moment that I am fooled. However, I could not give you a public punishment. Without his evidence, I could not give you a real trial. Therefore, I shall-"
"Xemnas, is punishment truly necessary? They were childish acts, after all," Saïx stated coolly.
"Even you were affected by such activities, Saïx."
"I am aware. But the kitchenware was not difficult to clean up. I simply levitated it back into place, and-"
"You will be under room arrest. I will alert Number Six of this, but the rest of the members will be ignorant to such things."
"For how long?" you wailed, shoulders drooping and face in a childish pout.
"As long as it takes for you to behave."
"But Zexion can't watch me forever; he'll become all irritable and stuff!" you complained.
"I will be making sure he can leave the room, but your transportation is disable."
"Agh, really?" You slouched over in a full-blown pout.
"Is this really necessary, Superior?"
"I am not sure I wish to know why you are so eager to defend her, Saïx."
"I am only defending her innocence."
"That was never your concern before." There was no reply from the Luna Diviner. "Xevia, I suggest you return to your room."
"This is so unfair!" you wailed.
"Silence." You bit your lip. "Saïx, I would like you to escort her." Xemnas left the hall in a puff of blackness. Saïx was soon at your side, arm around your waist and leading you into a teleportal. Your bed was not as warm and welcoming as usual when you plopped onto it, but you remained quiet about it.
Number Seven made certain you were settled before nodding and departing. You heaved a sigh and tried to figure out what to do. Such things were difficult to contemplate when you were pouting. The sound of the door activating alerted Zexion's arrival.
Hastily, you flipped and face the wall, but it was no use. Seconds later, you could feel his stare on you and sensed him standing just above your bed. Slowly, you peeked over your shoulder. He quirked a brow.
"This is what will happen; if you behave as a child, you will be treated as one."
"I don't need a lecture, Zexion."
"How long are you in for?"
"As long as it takes," you said with a poor imitation of Xemnas. "Thanks for sticking up for me." You gave him a half-hearted smile. "I appreciate it."
"It wasn't a problem. You would have done the same for me."
"Yeah, I guess your right," you agreed.
"Well...I'll be entering data if you need me." He headed out of the bed chamber. "And that doesn't include using me for a source of entertainment," he added over his shoulder. You sighed, having that last bit of hope ripped from you.