Self-control...self-control...self-f****ng control.... Was she doing this on purpose? And was it hot, or is it just him? "Nn-no, it was fine," Axel stuttered, feeling his throat constrict. He then made eye contact with her, gaze to gaze directing and not letting it drop. As if moving on its own, his arm shot out, grasping hers gently, and guided her to him steadily, but hard, making her sit on his legs roughly as he stayed in his chair. Brushing off the pain on the side the action caused, he encircled his arms around her fast, pulling her close onto his heated body, their foreheads softly grazing each other's. Lifting his face so his mouth hovers hers, their lips left no place for a gap, and their breaths were exhaling and inhaling in rapid successions. With her hands landing on his naked toned chest, he could feel her lips touching his accidentally as she gasped. Now it was only a matter of who will ignite it. Or even if she wanted it. So much for his suppose self-control, damn it.
Hearing, but disregarding Xinaram for a moment, Axel laughed at Larxene's threat tauntingly, and feeling daring, or simply because he didn't get to see her reaction from before, he snakily wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer and tight to his body forcibly, and tilted his head a little to her face, finding himself in the same position they were in before when he tried such a thing, but their lips were way more near, almost touching if one of them isn't careful. He felt like giving a chuckle when Larxene tensed, but he held himself, feeling her hot breaths on his mouth quicken. He moved his lips forward, that now it was in the point of whether to close up those three remaining inches, his arm grasping her firmly. He stared at her eyes, his own probably glinting. "Why slice it off, when you can taste it?" He really wanted to die, didn't he? OOC: Axel! There's a Xinaram in the room watching. Bad boy! *smacks* I only did that cause I'm in the mood ^_^;. Sorry. About Zexion, okay then. I'll take Vexen .
OOC: Thanks, but I do have to think. This is funny xP. While we're having a embarassing moment, the rest are being hunted. For some reason Axel felt like moving his arms, or hands, whichever, to somehow touch her and hold her, even taste her. The feeling surging through him right now was somehow taking over his common sense into doing this type of response, but that was definitely out of bounds. And too frisky. Still, he wanted to take off her cloak and- Control, self-control... Damn him being such a male. Now he had movements in his arms and body, the blood rush helping the process of energy incredibly, but ignoring it, he concentrated with all his might on her applying the disinfectant. His voice sounding more hoarse due to the sensation, he stated, "Don't make it hurt, I heard some sting."
OOC: Lol xp. Pigtails! That's a new one. Watching the Superior disappear, he eyed Larxene mischieviously, now being able to do freely what he usually did to her all the time when they were together. Axel only held back because of his presence, but now that they were alone, he smirked at her. "Guess we get to visit that grumpy old grandpa. You'll know what's up soon. So, Buggy, who's going to carry her while portalling?" He should be a gentleman, and offer to help carry the load, but this was Larxene. And Axel was never raised on manners, or even cared for them. So crossing his arms, he waited expectantly for her answer OOC: We need a Zexion and Vexen. I'll guess I'll be both for now, if I can. Unless you guys want them.
OOC: Yep. He is with Naminé, actually, if you remember. "No, no, I'm cool..." Axel replied, looking around at anything but her. Is this how they were going to sound now? Their speech chopped, short, and apprehensive? He was right, this was going to be interesting. And awkward. Oh so very awkward. He felt another blush making its way as she proceeded to take off his black tank top over his head, feeling her delicate fingers touching his skin again as they went up. But he succeeded in holding it down this time. What he couldn't hold down, was that shiver from before, but instead of his spine now, it travelled through his body, making the little, but lesiurely growing blood in him quicken . "......" Goodness gracious, this was so awkward.
"The whole point is to take her with us, to the basement where Number IV's located. There not only she can get better, but we can give her the mixture. And of course, I'm sure Number VI is there with him, as they were researching together last I heard. And we need him. I'll explain everything to you later, since you weren't with me when I went to see the Superior," Axel broke down to her quickly, getting off the bed, and standing up. He cast his concentration on Xemnas again as he twisted his head. "Sir, are you going to tell the members about the plans...from the meeting? I'll tell Number IV and VI, I just need your word on it." Axel pierced his eyes at him, though not in disrespect, but wanting him to know that it was about the conversation they had in The Altar Of Naught. About capturing Xinaram, and using her for information. And, if Zexion doesn't mess it up, can flawlessly pretend to be her as a illusion.
He would be lying if he didn't say he was enjoying this in some way, despite his uncomfortable feeling at Larxene about to see his chest. Axel felt a heat growing on his own face, now that he thought about the situation, and he moved his head to look at the floor, hoping she didn't catch it. He wasn't the shy type, he just didn't want her to make a comeback after his little remark. When he deducted his face had cooled down enough for it to be red free, he shifted his head back up, looking at her intently as he saw her shiver. He blinked at this, and asked, even though he knew he could guess what really caused it, "Are you cold?" It was to ease the sudden sexual tension a bit, for her and for him.
"In other words, she's our prisoner," Axel simply concluded from his words, and he didn't know whether he liked that or not. He had a point though, she could get her comrades over here, and escape, which would be quite the calamity. Even if he did feel some kind of regret, he didn't trust her. And never will, unless something tells him otherwise Axel nodded at the Superior firmly, getting his command. "Very well, Sir." He also managed to hear Xinaram's un-answered and ignored question, and as he shifted his attention back to her, he took his hand back from her face and explained, "If I wanted to tell who's Number IV, I wouldn't have used his number, would I? Relax. We're not really going to do anything. Or well, not alot. " He thought what he said was good enough, and his eyes flickered up to Larxene sitting beside the bed, giving her a patient glance, but holding a more laid-back tone when talking. "Are you coming?"
Axel bit his lip to stiffle the upcoming laughter that wanted to bark out of him, as she removed the ripped cloak only to find out what she had to do. However, it wasn't funny when she actually did do it, he found out later. The moment he felt her fingers touch him slightly as she unzipped his cloak so slowly from his chest to down his waist, sent a weird shiver up and down his spine. He looked away casually, gulping hard. Either way, his mind was telling him this was the perfect opportunity for him to say something, and he wouldn't let it go. With a seductive and husky voice, that he was glad he could do, he said, "Helloooo nurse..."
OOC: I'm here, but Nymph Of Destiny is not, which is who I'm waiting for xP. She's Xemnas and Larxene, I need her. "Good girl." Without moving himself out of his position, he slowly stared at both Xemnas and Larxene, warning to be careful with what they say now because the girl was awake. Regardless, he kept his voice normal, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. Which there wasn't, truthfully. "Superior, if we have your permission, meaning, we, if Larxene goes, we'll take her to Number IV's experimental quarters. There she can get treated of the damage that my chakrams and fire committed, and after that, we can go with who we are looking for. What do you think, Sir?" The person they're looking for is Zexion, obviously, but he wasn't saying that aloud. Even though Xinaram didn't hear what they talked about before, he couldn't risk it. This was their second-in-command, and it's been quite awhile considering what important position she has, that it's been quiet so far.
"Touch me again, and I won't be so passive," Axel growled to Angel, scowling at her, before he quickly sent a look of apology at what he was doing. He was taking out his frustration and exhaustion out on her. And she didn't deserve it. "Sorry, but seriously, don't hit me again. At least when I'm like this." He flicked her nose tenderly, the girl was like his sister anyway, then looked happily at Demyx. "Okay. But why don't you feel like eating? Is something bothering you, like emotional or something else?"
Axel felt a slight relief at his words, glad that his friend wasn't denying sickness or something. Maybe he was being paranoid. But still, he wanted Demyx to stay over, at least to take away his worry permanently. "Finally, you're helping, Gel. As for you Demyx, you're sleeping here. I have to keep watch over you, and if you pass, then I'll forget about it." That was the only way he could be sure, and be at peace that there really was nothing wrong.
"I'm going to worry about you Demyx, because what you told me isn't normal, " Axel seethed, clenching a fist. There's got to be something wrong with him, and even though he did say he was going to leave it alone, he really wasn't. When Axel wanted answers, he'll get them. "You're sleeping over tonight. And you're eating the food that we have here. And you'll drink. In front of my face. Prove to me that there's nothing to worry about." He then looked at Angel. "You're staying over today too, right?"
"You're not hungry, for a few days? " Axel questioned skeptically, looking at him as if he's grown another head. He glared at Angel, finding that she wasn't exactly helping, before looking down at the floor. "Fine, I'll let it go. For now. But if I find out that you kept something from me...I swear Demyx..." He snapped his head up to send a look of warning.
"Like hell I'm not gonna worry!" Axel exlaimed, glaring at him. He stood up in a fit of irritation, his chair scraping on the floor, and went to the front door, making sure it was lock. He then made himself lay against it, and crossed his arms, his green eyes settling into the other male in the room. "Demyx...is unhealthy not to eat, or drink. Obviously, if you're like this, you're not fine."
"What are you, sick?" Axel asked, genuinely concerned as he studied him. It was then that he remembered what Demyx said before, about fainting again... He eyed the mullet-haired guy intently, any trace of emotion leaving his face. "Demyx, why do you say you fainted again? And why aren't you eating or drinking, for the past few days?"
"Whoa! Freakin' chill! It's only a nickname," Axel yelled back at the impudence, rubbing the spot in his head. Though it healed, the force of the impact was still present. He looked at Demyx with a glowering face. "You sure? And do you know where Larxene is? I mean, how much do you know about her? Actually, why do you llike her of all people?" At this, he went to open his Sprite, chugging down a big gulp, before placing it down on the table, sighing. Axel wanted to burp, but since it will look unprofessional, he controlled it.
"And she will like you, I'll make sure of it," Axel lied through his teeth, giving him a comforting smile. It was a good thing Demyx was on the dense side to pick up on his obvious uneasiness. He wasn't completely lying. He knew nothing of Larxene's feelings, and he will help...somewhat. "You want something to drink?" He turned the top part of his body around the chair, as he yelled. "Yo, Gel, pass me a can of Sprite!...and Demyx...?" Axel looked back at Demyx, to see if he wanted one.
Axel almost flipped over in surprise, snatching his hand back in out of reflex, as Xinaram shot upright out of the blue, only to come back down in agonizing pain. He blinked for a moment, then he gave a intent look to Larxene, before placing his eyes on Xemnas. "Uh, guess she woke up. She's too weak to do anything though, it looks like." He turned back to the girl writhing and wincing on to of the matress, and that same empty feeling that he felt when he pummeled her onto the ground, seeing her so lifeless, slightly started to come back. He put his hand on the side of her cheek gently again, but didn't tap her this time. "Hey, Xin-Xin....sorry about that. Really, I'm sorry. Got carried away, and though I wanted to beat you, it wasn't meant to turn out like that. You're going to get healed soon, and if you behave and do what we ask, you'll get out of here quickly back home. Do you hear?"
"Yes, you did pass out," Axel confirmed firmly, raising an eyebrow. He gave a nod to Angel. "Of course, You gave me time to think. I'm going to work on Larxene, send a spy, see what she does, all cool. You don't have to worry. I'll handle this. When do you think you're available for an outing with her?" Don't get upset, relax, don't get upset, was what Axel was repeating through his head as he was saying all this. Larxene might not like him...I hope...but then that's my job...
