Organization XIII Road Trip year 2

Larxene didn't even bother to wait as her anger boiled, and in rapid speed that would be unseen by the nakedeye, was in less than a second...if even barely less than a second, already in front of Axel, and the moment they made contact, she simply jumped on him...in the way of a fangirl flying sky high with arms and legs free to glomp her bishie would. The tackle was with such force it sent them both flying to the ground, Larxene on top, while Axel had to endure being on the bottom as they hit the carpeted floor of the plane, which to Axel's luck, saved him from any more pain needed. They had slid feets away from where Vexen was standing, and without wasting any time, she grabbed the top of his head with her hand to push it back, her palms and fingers sizzling with electricity as it sent a slight, small shock, before placing the four kunai against his neck hazardously, the pointy ends touching the skin so close that with one wrong move, it could cut him. All the while, she was straddling him securely, even making herself comfortable by truly sitting on him, her upper body leaning more forward to his, and while the position was indeed very...suggestive, the whole "I'm going to kill you" scrapped it from being anything kinky.

Glaring him down fiercly, with her jaw tense, her cheeks a puffy pink, and her eyes narrowed into slits to the point that it was a wonder Axel was still breathing, the question she asked didn't match her scary expression in any way possible, which she knew, but she growled low either way, "Why did you do that? I merely touched you simply, and you went to pretend to almost kiss me. You're lucky I didn't fry you right then and there, nobody makes a fool out of me like that."

Though as much as Larxene hated to admit it, while she might hurt and stab him, cut out some particles...no matter how furious, she knew that she will never go through with killing him. For some reason, she just couldn't. She tried before...and if she could from the very beginning, he wouldn't even be here now. Though that didn't mean it will stop her from torturing him if need be.

 

Luxord has no idea what happened the last 6 pages... he was too busy daydreaming about Las Vegas... and hanging out in the spamzone...

 

Roxas watched the quarrel between Axel and Larxene. He took out the can of shaving cream and squirt it on Axel's head... Hoping to stop the fight between the two so that they could both get a laugh. He hoped it would work, but he never knew. He always felt like just stopping a fight.

 

OOC: omfg... :sweatdrop: ay ay ay.... X3 once again, i must apologize to any1 who is planning to kill me or hurt me because of my long-@ss posts... :dead: I swear I :inlove: posting for this RP. XD this just keeps getting better and better... (almost makes me want to make a fan-fic........ no.. not really... <_<) ok then... less blabbing and more writing! :roll:



*snap* ...... That's how fast it went. Everything was a blur. Axel had barely turned, saw the look on that woman's face, instinctively took on his defensive mode.... and then he was on the ground with her on top; all this within a matter of one to two seconds. Axel hadn't been expecting a full blown lunge at him, no, not from her. The way he foreshadowed the attack was maybe a big lightning strike or perhaps a few flying Kunai, but not the whole Larxene herself. She moved with such speed, it was impossible for him to do... well...anything, let alone defending himself. He went down with her helplessly as he was caught off guard, landing on the carpeted floor of the jet, hitting his head hard on the ground. He felt something rather mushy under his head as he hit the ground-- although it did not lessen the pain of the bump he'd just gained, and he smelled it as well... shaving cream... Roxas...
"Perfect" The only word that came to his mind. Not because of the fact that Larxene was on top of him, nor because of how she sat on him in a suggestive manner and neither because of the four Kunai at his throat ready to lick his blood. It was because of everything around him in general. The word held a negative connotation as it continuously ran through his mind. What else would you say or think in times like this? He was under attack by Larxene, she held her Kunai at his throat, and to make the situation even better, a head full of shaving cream, just what he needed.
"Umm.." he gulped, his Adam's apple slightly touching the pointy end of the Kunai. He took a second to seep in the situation he was in. All eyes on the jet were OBVIOUSLY on them.
"Heh... Wow..." he mumbled with a sad smirk as he looked at her face. Her glare sent a very human chill down his back. He saw her grit her teeth in hate and revenge. One wrong move, and he was screwed. He kept eyeing the Kunai and her eyes looking for a way out of this, if there were any.
"Wai- what?" he thought "What the hell do you say to that anyway!?"
His face held no expression, no emotion, for he had no answer to her question. To tell the truth, even he himself didn't know why he'd gone that far. What was his motive, why he'd done what he did... no, nothing, nada, he had no clue. Had he really wanted to kiss her? No... Maybe? No... Really? No... He lay on the ground with a blank expression, staring back at Larxene's face as the most random thoughts ran across his buzzing mind, his hands resting at his side, fingers softly caressing the carpet in his nervousness.
.......
Quickly realizing his hands had been free the entire time, he tried to think of something to do to get out of this rather interesting situation.
His misty green eyes peered unto her so vividly blue eyes, making sure she couldn't read what ran across his mind. He knew that any sort of movement WILL hurt him, due to the fact that the Kunai were so close to his throat, but he was willing to take this risk, and so he did. He moved in amazing speed, grabbing Larxene by the hips, rolling over, placing her on the ground while he... umm, well you can picture it, just reverse their positions from before. Obviously he wasn't sitting on her like she'd been, no matter how wieghtless he was, he was still a man, and she a woman, sitting on her would NOT have been a great idea.
Axel didn't take any chances, after all that was the reason he'd been able to avoid some sort of pain from Larxene. Immediately after rolling over, he grabbed her by the wrists and slammed them to her sides, next to her head, holding them tight, impossible for her to free them (not really improving the previously suggestive situation). He rested on his knees and hands (still holding down her wrists), which were slightly bent keeping his back straight and chest leaning down towards Larxene's heaving bosom, his face close to hers. Once again, his warm breath falling on her, as he felt hers. Axel's expression was nowhere near 'funny' or 'comical' at this moment. He looked at her with rather a very serious face. His brows narrowed as he looked at her surprised face. His face, for the first time had a look affection--- not the same one that he usually gave to Roxas, or Demyx for that matter, it was different somehow.
“Nobody?” he smiled. “Only I can.”
Stressing on the 'I' as he whispered the last bit only for her to hear, his eyes moving swiftly studying her face.
“Commit that to your memory.”
As quick as he was, he still cut his throat slightly on the kunai and a thin trickle of blood came rolling down his neck and disappeared behind his cloak, his chest heaving, almost touching her's.




OOC: >_< ahh! :roll: and I continue to :roll: away.....
O_O oh f*ck! this shyte is bigger than the last one! *dies*

 

OOC: I don't mind :D. Hey, people should even take a example instead of writing a three word post most of the time. We need more people like that. Anyway, prepare for mine! >D I bid you to be forwarned, yet you could see by glance.

Larxene had held her pose and arrangement without movement, her hand not even shaking a little from having the kunai in the air for so long as the pointy ends were dangerously ready to gauge out Axel's esophagus. She didn't even shift her eyes when Roxas went and placed some shaving cream on his head, which as random as that was, didn't interrupt the harsh and fired gaze she had on the redhead. Now...now she waited for his response. The problem with that was that it didn't come...she gave him a minute, then two, but other than mumbling nonsense, he said nothing. Needless to say, her eyebrows creased together curiously, as the question she asked wasn't that difficult to answer, yet with whatever reply he gave, she knew he was somehow bluffing. The look in his eyes she spotted deep within before wasn't joking.

However, going into thought was a mistake on her part, because suddenly all she remembered was her vision spinning quickly and giving a slight gasp, before she found herself twirled around and placed on the carpeted floor instead, Axel now on top of her. He had secured her wrists in a unbreakable grip above her head as her kunai disappeared back into nothing from the clash. Larxene widened her eyes, admittingly caught by surprise as she gaped at him for awhile, only for him to get so, so close again. She swallowed tightly as she felt his hot breath to her mouth once more, his lips very near, but this time, she simply kept blinking. Her brain kicking in though, she went to at least struggle against his hold, her body moving to get out, but then her cheeks burned deeply and she immediately, as soon as possible, stopped. Why? Well...in the action of her fidgeting, she didn't take notice just how close their bodies actually were, so instead of succeeding in taking him off, she grinded into his pelvis accidentally...and anyone who had the hint of what that meant considering the knowledge of the male anatomy...could figure it out themselves. Just to add to the embarrassment even more, their chests also made contact as well, just unwanetd added bonus. Good job on that one, Larxene, you just made the position even more suggested. Though truthfully, what he did and how he took control somehow attracted her, she found it...sexy, for some reason. While she didn't like being dominated, the males doing so appealed to her nonetheless. Showed backbone.

Staying unmoving as her wrists were caught, and the...struggling wasn't working the way she expected, the last resort was her electricity, which she can shock him with. Despite that in her mind though, she gazed at his handsome face for a moment (because she did know very well he had a very pretty and good looking face, this couldn't be denied even if you despised him), and he stunned her again by his expression...that had some...some what? Care? Her blue eyes then slowly directed themselves to his luscious lips that were just inches from hers, and she sucked in a breath as a random desire filled her insides...almost craving it. No...no, no, no, no, no...

But damn, his lips just needed to move a little further...NO. She was not thinking this. Snapping out of it, her eyes narrowed, like they always did...but since Axel seemed to want to be so close lately everytime...why not see if he actually went through with it? Smirking deviously as she placed a daring expression on, she simply husked in no more than a whisper to his mouth sensually, for only he could hear now:

"I dare you."

 

OOC: aww. thankx hun. ^_^ i appreciate that... i love writing... and when i do, i must write w/ detail... or else it just doesn't seem right you know... <_< well here's more of my REIGN OF WORDS. X3



Can the situation get any worse? First the soft caress of her hands, then her sitting on him, and now this... each moment just took their situation one step further. He really didn't want all this to happen... Did he? Another trickle of blood came rolling down his neck as the brief seconds passed between the two. Due to the fact he was leaning down, so close to her face, the tiny droplet of blood rolled up his neck and gathered around his chin. The small liquid glistened in the soft glow of the jet before gently falling on her rosy cheek. Axel continued to study her face, for he was a little confused. She should've electrocuted him by now, but she didn't. She stared back with a blank expression, Surprised? In deep thought perhaps? What was she thinking?
She attempted to struggle under his grip, but it only added to their situation. Apparently, both Larxene and Axel hadn't realized just how close their bodies were. As she fidgeted under his tight grip, she merely succeeded in grinding her hips against his pelvis, while their bosoms brushed against the other's.
The strong brush against his hips and the soft touch of her bosom made the redhead flush red, practically the same color as his own hair.
“Oh... m— ” His eyes quivered in embarrassment, and maybe a little rapture as well. He licked his lips slightly as he looked at her flushing face when she too realized the effects her movements. Hopefully no one else noticed that, he thought to himself, his eyes slightly fidgeting around. This was not right. So this is what happens when fire fights with fire. Looking back at her face, he realized she had sopped moving completely and a very rare expression had come over her face. Her pupils were no longer dilated in anger, and her eyes where saying something. She truly was a beautiful woman. He'd noticed that from the beginning. The 'tough gal' expression had disappeared, she seemed a little vulnerable. A tiny spark of joy had come over him as he held down her wrists. He liked this, enjoyed this. He was so close, so, so very close to her face.... her... lips.
“Lean in... lean in... lean in.... just a bit further... lean in... GO!” a tiny voice in the back of his head spoke to him. So he did, for he had no control over this particular voice. He wanted them, her lips. Her eyes still saying something... unspoken desire. He continued to lean in, he not only wanted her lips, but lusted for them. Her warm breath fell on his face... he held his breath... he felt the warmth of her body, so close to his... he leaned in... almost there... just a few more centimeters... right now.. right—
He stopped.
Her words broke his trance. A part of him sighed in relief, another part disappointed... but which was stronger? Relief or Desire?
The look of vulnerability was gone. The slight confusion was also gone as well. A devious face took over, and she smirked at him... it made him a little angry. Why did she have to speak!? She dares me? ME? Axel? What was she thinking? Just a brief moment ago, he lusted for her... LUSTED! Had she had the same thought? He wondered.
He loosened the grip of one of her wrists and gently wiped the drop of blood that has fallen on her petit face. His thumb gently stroked her cheek... oh god he wanted it... her lips looked so... inviting... but no.. not now.. not here...
He licked the tiny smear of blood off his thumb, still keeping his gaze at her face, still her lips...
“You don't order me around Larxene....” LAME? Hell yes. but he needed to say something to get out this awkward situation.



OOC: u might get this alot... i love ur RPs and i love RPing w/ u. ^_^

 

OOC: AWWW :3 :glomp: Thankies! You're good to RP with too :P.

And I'm listening to a song in YouTube, Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman? ( <-- click) by Bryan Adams =3, and so it placed me in a romantic mood, in other words, I'm inspired xD.

Larxene thought that with the dare in the open, he would somehow go ahead and kiss her just to show he wasn't going to back up, that way, she could get what she desired without being obvious. Yet other than him looking at her deeply, nothing that she wanted came. What she got, however, was a trail of blood flowing to the top of his chin due to his head position down to her, and soon, a drop fell on her cheek, but she was a bit surprised to see the red liquid. She didn't notice he had actually cut himself in the neck when he turned her over, and she was too busy staring at his face to check anything else. Fluttering her eyes a little, a bit thankful, because that little thing distracted her from desiring and wanting to taste his lips, her vision was kept on that so they wouldn't drift anywhere else. She wondered if it was even obvious where she had gazed at before, or if he had caught it, though whatever the case, she covered it up with her words. Larxene wasn't queasy or cared much of blood, it was kind of like water to her, so she didn't mind the sight of it, and simply went into her own thoughts. Fine, she had to admit to herself...she wanted to kiss him. Very badly. Right now even. Couldn't blame her, after all, he was on top of her, too close, his face was really near, they've been touching sensually, her lust for him kept building, and he was sexy. She didn't care for anyone looking, even the Superior, they could just turn away, and it wasn't like they were breaking any rules. She knew she didn't have feelings, what else can you expect with a female in a house full of men? Though Axel was the only one she'd ever let this close.

She got disrupted when she felt Axel's breathing closer than before, and alerted, her eyes rolled upwards again to look at his deep, bright green eyes, as he was actually leaning in more, and if she had a heart, it would've jumped....but she didn't, so she just froze. Her breathing had quickened as he got nearer, and she swallowed tightly again where their noses were grazing each other once more, and his lips were so close she could amost feel them. Since he didn't stop, Larxene thought he was truly going to kiss her, so she closed her eyes shut, lifting her chin a little in anticipation as her body tinkled in her nerves and stomach from the craving for it....but after a moment of waiting, it never came. Flickering her eyes open in confusion, all she saw him do was wipe off the blood that fell on her cheek and lick it off his thumb...and she found herself biting her lower lip to stop her from doing something rash to kiss him herself. Oh Gawd, he did not just to do that...

"You don't order me around Larxene...."

Larxene suddenly frowned, and her demeanor completely changed as she honestly glared at him, though she was....disappointed. She was utterly disappointed, and finding herself getting upset, she simply scoffed, turning her head away and automatically getting her face from his farther. She only quietly snapped, "It wasn't a order, it was a dare, not like you had to do it, idiot. If it was a order, I would've just said plainly 'kiss me'. Know the difference." Looking back down at his trail of blood on his neck, she simply added as her free hand pushed him on the shoulder, "You better take care of that then...get off me."

 

Reminds me of Scrubs, when JD and the others completely ruined Dr. Bob Kelso's RV when they went through a tunnel. That was too thin for the RV...

Can I play Xigbar? :P​

 

OOC: yay. i got :glomp:ed by *TwilightNight*. ^_^ :glomp:s back. =] u r just awesome woman. =^_^=


“Should I have taken that chance?” He thought. His chance was right then and there, wide open, but he didn't take it. Why? Simple... It'd have revealed his desires.. no.. his lust for her... He didn't want to admit, or declare it right now. Some other place... privately, but not here. Still staying in that particular suggestive position, he continued to study her face. After his lame excuse of a line he looked at her with awe. The blood he just licked off his thumb barely even gave a taste in his mouth, though it did leave a slight metallic taste. He looked back at her face, which was still a little confused from the entire incident. There was something about her posture, yes, she was laying straight on her back, his body almost touching her's, their faces so close to one another, their lips about to touch. Her head was lifted off the ground slightly, chin up. Had she been expecting the kiss and waiting to receive it? Well it's a little too late for that now, he thought.
“Oh no... I think I just pissed her off again...” That last lame sentence left its mark on her face, she was obviously frowning, glaring at him once more. His feelings were still there though. Frowning or glaring, he still longed for her lips. It took all his will and strength to hold back his desires for her, and continues to stare onto her face, her eyes... her lips. He still question himself on the fact wether she wanted the kiss as well, but he confirmed it when she spoke.
It was a dare... She wanted to make sure she'd receive the kiss. He face palmed himself in his head at his stupidity. He will get her back for this. Oh she most certainty will get what she wished for. Not now... later, when she'd least expect it.
After what seemed like hours, Axel finally rolled off of the woman, laying on the ground with his arms and legs spread in all four directions. As he lay there, he contemplated on everything that took place. He liked having Larxene under his control... under his.... command one might say. He'd love to have the entire moment repeat itself once more.... but a little differently (if you know a male mind, then you'd see where he's going with this). As the thoughts filled his head a happy smirk came across his face, his eyes scanning the ceiling of the jet.
It was getting hot in the jet, for he now realized that he'd been sweating this entire time. He traced his hands around the cuts on his neck. The salty sweat was burning them.
“Ow..” he mumbled. Larxene was right, he better take care of those cuts.

i say u track down Gamefreak103 and ask him... unless u want to wait 4ever.... O_O



and i almost 4got.. my school starts.. like starting 2morrow... T_T so my number of posts may go down and the amount of time spent between posts will go up.... considering this is exam time... *cry* *waves* i shall return tomorrow.... *tear*

btw.. i <3 that song. =^_^=

 

OOC: Lol xP, you get triple :glomp: for glomping back :3. Guess I made another buddy :P. And *wince* exams. Good luck with that, and see you tomorrow ^^.

Larxene had also somehow waited for him to ignore her, not get off, and in fact, kiss her anyway, but that was scrapped as well as after a long while, he finally rolled over. All the closeness, his warmth, his scent, his lips, and any other part of his body went with it, and her eyes turned downcast for a second at the loss. She had been thinking the kiss was possible again, as he stayed on top of her for more of awhile, everything close, and everything just right for him to clash his lips with hers, but he didn't bother. Axel probably didn't even want it, honestly, it was maybe just all her and her desire for him, and he was just playing with her mind again. Figures. She would like to believe otherwise from the look in his eyes and the change of expression, but other than that, nothing said he had wanted to kiss her...the whole moment hinted it, but still...she felt inferior. For some strange reason, that thought bothered her...and not in the annoyed way, but more...unworthy? Unattractive?....Hurt? Larxene chuckled slightly at that notion, finding it impossible, but the sudden gloom that filed her now didn't leave. Staring at the ceiling of the jet for a while, her eyebrows a little creased while she frowned deeply, she made her way to stand up.

Getting to her feet, she didn't say nor looked at Axel in any way, shape, or form as she dusted off her cloak, staying silent and pretending he wasn't there, until she just stomped off back to her seat quickly, leaving him to take care of the cuts he had. She bumped into Vexen and pushed through him roughly as she passed by, and Roxas wisely got out of the way. She didn't know why she was so upset and...and...she didn't know, but she felt like hitting something. Reaching into her aisle, and getting back into her seat, she slammed herself down her cushioned chair, taking a sharp breath, her quivering blue eyes glaring at the window once more the minute she landed.

Larxene rubbed her arms with her hands gently as she raised her legs up, placing them in a comfortable position as she appeared to cuddle herself in a small box, watching into the distance. She probably made a fool of herself, and he was perhaps laughing it off in his mind. Never again...

 

OOC: awwzzz!!! =3 well just for that i add you to my TO STALK list... XD :registro5B15D:


Axel sat up rubbing his neck as Larxene brushed herself off and walked back to her seat as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring him. He watched her with keen eyes as she stomped her way to her seat, slamming herself down, almost pouting.
“What's she so mad about?” he thought. “Wait... never mind..”
Stupid question. He once again traced the cuts on his throat, which now burned more than ever as the sweat drops came rolling down his neck from his head.
“Ahh..” He pressed down on one of the cuts to see just how deep the wound was. It was interesting, he hadn't felt the pain of the wounds until now. He was obviously quite distracted by Larxene. He'd never seen this... womanly side of her before, and once again regret came rushing through his mind as he thought about why he didn't kiss her. He gave himself a soft smile shaking his head. He looked at his fingers to find traces of the thick red liquid. Still eyeing Larxene he stood up, slightly dizzy, quickly taking a hold of a seat nearby. Larxene's sudden tackle had injured him more than he'd realized. He gently touched the back of his head to see how bad this wound was, and if he was bleeding there as well. Other than a small bump, he rather found the remainder of shaving cream. Right... Roxas had attempted to stop their fight by giving him a head full of shaving cream. Nice going Roxas.
As Axel attempted to straightened himself out, a headache rushed over his head fast. He felt a sharp pain in his ribs as he wrapped his arms around himself. He groaned slightly and very softly. Looking back at Larxene, who was still not paying attention to him, he attempted to back away from this particular compartment of the jet. He was obviously more hurt than she'd probably intended, and he didn't wish for her to see him like this. Supporting himself by holding onto the walls and seats, he guided himself out. With each step he took, his vision blurred slightly.
The headache was now pounding in his head, and the heat was really getting to him now. Ironic? Very. With the last bit of his strength, he took off his coat and threw it over an empty seat. His legs shook for a brief moment, and gave out on him. He slumped down onto the aisle, his eyes almost closing. The last thought that once again came to his mind was, regret.
“I should've just went for it...” he muttered, and he became unconscious. At least no one was in the compartment to see him like this, especially Larxene.

 

OOC: *gasp* I'm being stalked, yay! xD.....o.O.

Larxene spent the remainder of her time just peering out the window, still miffed at the fact that he didn't bother at all, playing with her all the while, and she so stupidly falling for it like she was even worth kissing at all. Now she made it too damn obvious, and he was probably drowning himself in his victory on getting her back thoroughly. She should've figured it out from the beginning, after all, who would really want her anyway? Her attitude didn't call for much and she was sure some were even afraid, it was one of the reasons why nothing really mattered to her. Rubbing her arms again, Larxene didn't know if she was the only one, but she thought she heard scuffling from way behind, and looking from over the top of her seat as she moved around her psosition, all she saw was a mop of red hair go into another compartment, almost tripping on himself, and holding his chest. She just simply scoffed and went back to what she was doing, not caring at all. He appeared a bit hurt somewhere, but it was probably the cuts or something, and it wasn't her business.

However, for the minutes after, she had shifted uncomfortably, yet determined not to pay any mind to it. Larxene couldn't help, but think that he should've been back by now, it didn't take this long to clean a wound and bandage it. It could be anything though, even him being on the toilet. Yet, more minutes passed, and now she could barely even stop moving. Knowing this wasn't going to halt unless she knew what the hell was occupying him so much, she placed her feet on the ground, and got up her chair, inching her way to the aisle irritated, and walking down, ignoring Roxas and Vexen, or anyone else in their seats. Her lips in a frown, and annnoyed that he had made her go check on him when he should've returned his a** back, she reached in the compartment he went to, finding the bathroom empty, and him nowhere to be found. Creasing her eyebrows confused as she looked around, she stepped forward, only for her feet to feel a lump in the way, and she automatically gazed down. Her blue eyes widened in surprise to see a unconscious and still bleeding Axel sprawled on the floor. "Axel?..."

She just kicked his body a bit on the side gently, finding him unmoving. How did this happen?

 

OOC: uhh... do you want to take charge of his body for one post or something? I'll uhh.. wake him up after that... O.o if I wake him up now.. it's a bit too early. He did just pass out. XD

 

OOC: Alright then :P. Well, is not really taking charge of his body, but more moving it, I guess. She's not going to do it now though...

You don't have to wake him up, just kind of...make him open his eyes a little as he drifts in and out of consciousness, but he just faints again xD.

Larxene had long crouched down, studying Axel's face this time, just making sure he wasn't faking it. Not only was he really unsconscious, she now noted that his body was shed off his coat, and now she knew what was under all that: a tight black tank top that flowed with his torso perfectly, and her eyes slowly trailed over the thick muscles on his arms, along with the traces of abs on his stomach, a definite six pack for sure, and then there was his broad chest. For a guy who was dangerously thin, Axel was sure well-built and toned. Swallowing a little tightly, trying to get her concentration off his delicious body for a second as the sudden longing and desire filled her chest again, she went to search the cuts in his neck, slightly touching them with her gloved hand. It had stopped bleeding now, but the dried blood was still stuck to his skin. That needed to be taken care of first, so...

She couldn't believe she was going to play nurse right now, but as she straightened up, she couldn't deny herself the fact that she couldn't leave him like this...it just...bothered her, and she knew she would feel somewhat...guilty? Sighing, she walked a little reluctantly to the flight attendants' space where they gathered, and knowing there was a first aid kit somewhere there, used for emergencies, she searched for it, but it didn't take long as she spotted it down in a cabinet. Grasping it in her hand by the hilt, she snatched a nearby, clean towel among the rest, going to the bathroom with the items. Sliding open the door, since it was a private jet, it was bigger than usual, and while placing the kit on the counter, she proceeded to wet the towel by opening the sink.

After all was done, the towel now soaked, she was hovering over Axel again, sitting down on the floor, her legs spread forward as she somehow made his head rest on her lap. What she could do is patch up the cuts, yet she had no clue how to wake up a knocked out person, if you even can, so she was going to have to wait until he woke up himself. Still questioning herself on why she was doing this, she let out a breath as she worked on cleaning the dry blood off the cuts with the damp cloth in hand gently. Easily done, Larxene finished cleaning his complete neck, along with his jaw and chin, finding three deep fresh scratches on his skin. Twitching, she headed to open the first aid kit next, but she spotted some shaving cream left on top of his head, and refolding the towel so the blood stain was on the other side, she began to wipe that off too, checking to see if there was any white fluff left anywhere. For some reason, shaving cream on his hair annoyed her...

Why was she doing this again? To the person who didn't kiss her, was maybe playing with her mind? She should be dumping him here alone, instead of helping...

 

OOC: O.o that originally was my plan... X3

He awoke... but he couldn't move... it was as if he was paralyzed... he groaned a little... he hardly even heard himself. He could barely even open his eyes. As his consciousness returned, he once more felt the pain in his ribs and the pounding headache, especially the headache. Before slipping back into the darkness, he'd felt a warm touch on his neck. It somewhat soothed him... he didn't know if he was dreaming.....and then he was gone.

......... minutes...... hours..... he didn't know. He felt like he was on cloud 9.... there was someone here.. near him. Comforting him.
"Who?" he mumbled softly. He felt the touch of a warm towel on him, on his face, on his neck. Who was... what was going on? It took all his strength to open his eyes slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of the one who was tending to him. What he saw through his blurred vision was blond hair and blue eyes.
"Roxas?"
Then there was nothing.

 

OOC: Great minds think alike >D, lol.

Larxene was striving to take off a bit of white on one strand of his red hair, and to give him credit, she really admired the color, and it fitted him just perfectly. That type of red truly reminded her of fire, especially the way it was spiked, added with his bright green eyes, and he was...handsome, though she already came at that conclusion the moment she met him. She couldn't help but keep commenting on his appearance though. Finding that there wasn't anymore shaving cream anywhere, she placed the towel down beside her, but she suddenly heard him mumble. A bit surprised, she softly placed a hand on his cheek as his head moved just a tiny bit, hoping to catch his attention so he can concentrate properly, and watched as his eyes slowly fluttered open, yet not fully wide. Trying to listen to what he was mumbling, all she could make out was..."who" and..."Roxas"? Why in the worlds would he mention Roxas? Looking back down at him, she saw as he shut his eyes again, getting out of focus, it seemed...he wasn't to faint once more, was he?

Apparently, he did, as he went unconscious again.

Letting out a disappointed breath, she half-heartedly opened the box of first aid, letting the lid fly back as her eyes now explored the merchandise. Browsing around the ointments, she picked one up. Placing it on his chest for a moment since he was laying there on her lap, she took off her black gloves first, not wanting to smear it with anything, and rolled back her black sleeves to her elbows, knowing that they might get in the way. Soon enough, she twisted the cap of the ointment open, and began applying it, getting the surrounded area. The thing was that now her hands were getting messy, and when she was finished, she had to wipe them off in the used towel. Gazing back at the kit, she continued her work as she took a square shaped bandage of the right size for his wounds, as well taking some small medical pieces of tape to hold it with, which she placed on the bandage first, before carefully putting it on top of the cuts on Axel's neck, smoothing it out.

And easily enough...she was done.

 

Though he really wasn't there consciously, he still knew of his surroundings. He felt the gentle touch of the towel, the soothing fingers tracing through his hair, his scalp. Obviously someone was there, he'd felt their presence... he'd even caught a glimpse. Blonde hair, blue eyes... blond hair, blue eyes... blond hair, blue eyes... It had to be Roxas. Larxene wouldn't even probably give a damn about him at this point. He'd just publically humiliated her... if it was up to her, she'd— no it had to be Roxas.
Unconsciously, many thoughts ran through his mind. He was perhaps dreaming. He dreamt he was lying on the floor, his head resting on someone's lap... Larxene's lap. His eyes focused on hers as she gave him a smile and faded away... then he felt the pain. It was his head, severe headache returning once more, as if his brain was being torn apart. But in contrast to the pain, he felt a gentler touch. It was soft and warm... the touch was around his neck, tracing his cuts... tending to the wounds. It almost solaced all his pain, and a dainty smile came upon his face at the touch. If he'd had the strength to move, he'd definitely have had grabbed the hand, just to see who this awesome touch belonged to....
He had an epiphany.... This definitely was NOT the touch of Roxas... it was feminine... soft and loving.... affectionate. His face tensed as he spoke out unconsciously.... “Larxene?â€



OOC: =] yes... yes, they sure do.

 

Larxene had laid back in a nearby wall, which was close to where Axel fainted, and she had to rearrange him into a more comfortable position for them both. She had also nabbed a nearby white pillow from a rack, and placed it under his head, so he could be more cozy when laying on her lap, instead of having his neck and skull in different levels. As her own head rested against the surface patiently, from then on waiting for him to wake up, she absentmindedly began to trace another strand of his red hair with her bare fingers, not being able to put her gloves back on or put everything away in case anything may happen. Larxene didn't mind waiting either, despite the situation, this was...comfortable. Fighting off a yawn, she began to close her eyes, only for a moment, until she heard her name being spoken by a raspy, known voice. Needless to say, that snapped her out of her daze, and she lifted herself from the wall to peer down at him, finding his lips moving and his eyes twitching. Tracing with her thumb the corner of his eyelids gently, she called out to him, "Axel? Axel, don't go fainting me again, now, wake up..."

She didn't want him to go lose consciousness once more, so she made sure to tap him slightly in the cheek, hoping it'll somehow keep him responsive. Narrowing her eyes at him, she simply threatened, as she was still a bit bitter about what happened before, "If you black out on me again, it will be a shock blast that will snap you up next time."

 

Eyes twitching and his lips slightly moving... whispering “Larxene,†Axel almost slipped back into unconsciousness. Fading... fading... almost gone...
He saw himself back in the darkness, just laying there, no one around him, alone. But then he'd heard a voice, calling him.
“Mmm†he moaned. His eyes twitched and narrowed as he felt a tap on his cheek, it brought him back to reality. He opened his eyes, first the light hitting his pupils as he once again closed them so shield himself from the bright light. He tried once more, slower this time. He saw the soft rays of the sun hitting his face, he was still on the floor. He recalled all that had taken place, his eyes fluttered as he tried to keep them open, as the headache set back in, a little less painful this time. His eyes began to move swiftly, looking around to see where he was. He recalled the touch of the soft hand, gently stroking him. It all seemed like a dream to him... perhaps it really was only a dream, and it seemed so far away. He tried moving his head, as he looked up, only to find a pair of bright blue eyes stating down at him.
“Wha— †It almost slipped out of his mouth as his vision cleared and he saw who it truly was. “Larxene?â€
He looked around to see that no one was around the compartment, they were alone, him resting on her lap. Trying to take in the situation, Axel attempted to sit up, but failed utterly.
HE WAS IN HER LAP.
No only was he laying in her lap, but he was laying there with her full consent. He felt the wounds at his neck neatly bandaged and taken care of. Had she done this as well? Was what he dreamt reality? His eyes quivered as the questions flowed into his mind.
“How long have you been here?†He simply asked, almost whispering. “How long was I out?â€He was a little disappointed... in himself. He'd let her see him like this, weak and frail.
“She was there for me.†he thought. “She was there...â

 

"You're a idiot, making me upset, and then having to find you knocked out on the floor," Larxene snapped, her tone annoyed and condescending, yet her eyes were simply bright, none of her furious sharpness anywhere near to match her voice. She was kind of hoping he would wake up, when at one point, she thought she was losing him again, but he returned soon enough, slowly...but he did. Now that he was fully roused, she took back her gloveless hand, only to put them back on his firm chest to hold him back down as she saw him try to sit up. Glaring at him for this, she added, "Don't move just yet, ******, I can put all the stuff away later. And I've been here for awhile...I thought the cuts were all that were wrong, but then I hear you moving away in the back, and find you out of it. Not to mention you took your coat off...wait, does that have blood too?"

Her eyes suddenly shifted to where she could spot the black cloak, seeing it abandoned in a chair there, though she couldn't see the collar. Licking her lips slightly, feeling them a bit dry, she sighed, and took her gaze back down to Axel's flawless face, his vibrant green eyes staring at her tenderly. Aw. He was adorable that way, then again, she sometimes thought that Axel looked like a little boy, especially when he was sad, he could definitely pull off a puppy dog face exceptionally well without even really trying. However, now that he could see, she wouldn't touch him freely anymore, as before, he was in the land of the dark, so he couldn't really tell. And even if he did, she wasn't going to do it when he was awake. Though those muscles of his....and now that she thought of it, her hands were bare so their skin can make pure contact, yet she held that desire back, remembering last time that happened.

Quirking a sardonic smirk to herself, she then tilted her head tiredly, now looking at him questionably, trying to figure what got him this way. "How come you fainted? And don't try and hide it from me, or I'll find out the hard way."