Organization XIII - It's a beautiful day!

Luxord felt the feeling of being pushed back. He looked a bit confused before staring at Xig as he stared right back. The two were just staring at each other before the Freeshooter spoke. He watched him as he left the room, watching the last glance. He knew that if a person had a last glance, there was something that wanted them to stay or liked them or something...But that was his thoughts. He put his hand in his pocket, finding out the plush was gone. He didn't freak out though, and he opened up his closet door and grabbed another one, snuggling into it softly. He'd walk back to his door and open it, popping his head out and watched Xigbar, brows raised slightly. His hands would be stroking the hair of Xigbar before he moved his body to the door frame, watching as Xigbar walked away. He wanted to say something to stop him, but if he tried, the words wouldn't come out of his mouth.

 

Xigbar roamed through the hallway slowly, when he arrived to his door. He stopped, just staring at it in a daze. Suddenly, it occured to him that he was being watched. He turned his head slowly, to see Luxord staring at him from his door. He gasped, snapping out of his trance quickly, opened the door, and rushed through his door, slamming it.

Xigbar held the door handle in his hand, shaking a little. He sighed, then turned around to face the rest of his room. The room looked like King Kong had just thrown a wild house party. Xigbar sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He leaned on the door, sliding down a little and sank onto the floor with a dull thud, staring at the wreckage. He hugged his knees, burying his eyes in his arms. Never in his life had he felt so confused... And lonely.

 

Before Roxas was able to respond and accept his gift, Vexen's eyes made contact with a pair of nobodies coming her way. Axel and Demyx. The scientist felt a blanket of dread cover her. She did not know if the trio, Axel, Demyx, and Roxas, had overcome their last encounter. She hoped nothing dramatic would happen.

She was glad that the approacing pair were behind Roxas, and she pretended not to see them. She had hoped to have some time alone with Roxas, and thought that if she ignored the other two they might leave.

 

Luxord would snicker a bit from the response that Xigbar gave after seeing him. His stomach started to gurgle a bit, telling Luxord 'I want some foooood.' "Time to go..." he mumbled to himself, going into his room. He'd get out of his current clothing and into some regular ones. He put on a striped turtle neck and some baggy camo pants. Sure they were camo, but they had cards on them. Just his type. He'd make a portal and walk through, going into a restaraunt that he randomly chose. He walked in and took a seat and looked at the menu. He ordered a large supreme pizza when the waitress arrived, as well as a glass of Coke.

 

Xigbar looked up, slowly. His eyes were closed halfway and his face was a weird color. He groaned a little, and rubbed his stomach. There was something ugly going down in there... Stupid mondo taco\sandwitch thingamajig... One of those ingrediants must of gotten me sick... he thought, stumbling over toward his bed. Shoulda known it would happen... he thought, collaspsing on top of it.

But he wasn't on the bed for long. "Hurcfm!" he covered his mouth and gagged. Then he gagged again. Agh! Bathroom, BATHROOM! He jumped off of his bed and rushed to the bathroom. From inside there, you could hear sounds of puking that would make anyone want to throw up theselves.

A few minutes later, he came stumbling out of the bathroom, panting, coughing and wiping his mouth. Okay... Lesson learned... No more mondo sandwitches... he thought, collasping on the bed again. No... More... Mondo... Sandwitches. He sighed and rubbed his head on his pillow a little before his eyes snapped back open.

Okay, I'm hungry now... But he didn't trust any of the food inside of the Organization kitchen anymore... I'll eat out. He decided. He dressed himself up in a plain black sweatshirt, and some loose blue jeans, and teleported out.

 

"Want to go someplace else?" Demyx told Axel. It was still hard for him to move easily.


Marluxia woke up. He simply climbed out and reached for his scythe on the ground. He pulled his hood over his head and headed out the door.

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OOC: Merry Christmas!! ^_^

 

Luxord would rub his hands together as his food arrived. The pizza was HUGE. And he liked it that way. He could stuff himself on this if he wanted. He took a slice of it and started gnawing on it before looking out the window, finding Xigbar walking outside. "Holy crap!" he said as he dropped his pizza back onto the place, faceplanting into the window. That actually hurt, and it made him fly back a bit like how a forcefield was. "....Ow..." was all he said before he scrambled up to his feet, brushing himself off, and taking his seat. People were staring at him, but he didn't care. He was keeping his eye on Xiggy though.

 

Xigbar was still in his own little world, so he didn't really see Luxord's terrific dance move. He strode into the resturant and sat down. When he was asked by the waitress what he wanted to eat, he shrugged and said he just wanted one of those personal pizzas and Dr. Pepper. He wasn't so sure about eating so much yet... His stomach was still feeling a little funny.

She walked off, and Xigbar was left alone. He twidled his fingers a little, looked around some... And that's when he caught sight of Luxord. Oh... Crap... Crap, crap, crap... he thought, looking away and trying to cover his face with his hand, without looking like he was really trying to cover his face.


((Merry Christmas, Kairi!!! ^-^))

 

Luxord's eyes would be taken off as he continued to munch on his pizza before turning around to look at the scenery. He found the Freeshooter there. His ponytail gave him away. He'd snicker a bit as he pulled off the cheese that he was chewing on and set the pizza down, swallowing the cheese he was eating and called softly, "Hey Xiggy!" For some reason, he seemed to act like nothing happened from earlier, but oh one would be so wrong. He remembered everything, and he wanted it to happen again....but that was him.

 

Xigbar looked at Luxord, suprised that he was acting like nothing just happend. He glanced around, though he know there wasn't really anyone else named "Xiggy" in the resturant. He shrugged and walked over to Luxord's table. He looked at the pizza sideways, grimaced, and asked, "Uh... So... What's up...?"

 

Luxord would move a hand and offer him a chair. "Help yourself," he said before munching more on his own slice. "Well...I was thinking about that happened earlier..." and he stopped there before shoving more pizza in his mouth. He was eating like he normally did, but to some people it could be offending.

 

"Why should we leave? We just got here! Besides, it was your idea." Axel said and moved Demyx and himself to a pearl white bench. He let Demyx sit down and sat aswell.

 

Xigbar twitched and shook his head at Luxord's offer. Seeing Luxord eat like that made him sick to his stomach. Not because of how fast he was eating... It was just that his stomach was still acting stupid. He sat down, propping his head on his hand.

His face started to flush a deep red as Luxord mentioned what happend before. "Uh... Yeah..." He looked down. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

 

Luxord would look at Xigbar while he was eating to see a somewhat repulsed expression. He'd slowly chew now, before comming to a stop. He took the pizza away from his mouth to speak softly, "What, you don't like pizza...? Also, I was wondering.....could you stop calling me Princess Pinky....?" He'd move one hand away from the pizza and wipe it off with a napkin before doing the same with the other hand, pausing his 'dinner' session.

 

Xigbar raised his eyebrow slowly. wait... Huh? He shook his head and replied, "Well... No... I like pizza... But... I'm just having some stomach problems... And as for the pinky buisness..." He rolled his eyes up to the ceiling, a thoughtful look coming across his face. "Meh... I guess." His old smile came across his face as he said, "Stop wearing those stupid p.j.s, and you got yourself a deal." He smirked.

 

Luxord would widen his eyes as he began to start the first 'argument' of a better relationship of sorts. "I can't! Those are the softest pair I have! It's either that or the gambling one that has pink colored dice." He'd fold his arms infront of his chest, giving his annual pouty lip look.

 

Xigbar leaned forward, cocking his head to the side. "What is UP with you and the color pink?!" he demanded. "I mean... can't you get some DIFFERENT colored p.j.s?!" He'd completely forgotten about the whole kissing matter. He had a one track mind, what could he say?

 

Luxord would shrug, noticing the lean in. He'd stare into Xig's eyes, before closing them and responding, the side of his face in his palm. "Well, I think it's a nice color, next to black and white...the pairing of course." While he'd tend to distract the other with his somewhat rant, he'd move his hand quickly behind Xigbar's head and pull his close, planting yet another kiss on him, even if they were in a public place.

 

Xigbar's eyes snapped wide open and his cheeks turned as pink as Luxxy's pajamas. A... Again?! He woulda pulled away again, but Luxord's hand was behind his head. And... To be honest... He almost didn't WANT to pull away...

His eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling, and he wrapped his arms around Luxord's neck. In the back of his mind he wondered, What in fresh hell am I doing?! but he ignored it. This actually feels kinda... Good... he thought, smiling faintly.

 

Luxord would keep his hand behind Xig's head to 'enhance' the moment, making it longer. But before he pulled back to catch his breath, then moving his hand next to his lap, biting his lip afterward. He was glad that Xig didn't pull back like the first time. The moment made him feel warm inside, and for some reason, he wasn't really hungry anymore. He'd blush ruse red as he turned his head to the side, watching Xig in the corner of his eye.