When he strained to try and hear more, he accidentally crinkled the bag in his hands, causing the two Nobodies to stop talking abruptly. Holding his breath, he counted to twenty, hoping that by the time he was done, they would be gone, but as soon as he mentally reached seventeen, two hands shot through the shelf – shoving books everywhere- and grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him halfway through. He screamed, struggling, until Saïx’s face was hovering over his, and then Demyx ceased his cries, not wanting to agitate the man further.
“Number IX, what do you think you’re doing here?” he asked, and were he under the influence of the moon, he’d have growled with fangs bared, but despite his obvious irritation, he managed to keep his voice level. Threatening, but level.
“U-um…” Demyx started, glancing nervously from him to Axel, and then back to Saïx. He blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “Looking for the dictionary!”
Remaining deadpan, Saïx merely asked, “Why?”
“There was this word I didn’t know, and I just had to look it up! I mean, don’t you ever see a word, and it’ll keep bugging you and bugging you until you figure it out? That was so me a minute ago, but I found out what it was, so I’m good to go now!”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Axel looked to be amused by his story, so that was one of two in his favor. Saïx remained stoic and unconvinced, however.
“You missed getting your assignments over your ignorance?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that…”
Saïx roughly pulled him the rest of the way through and shoved him onto his feet.
“I expect you in the Grey Area when I get there in five minutes, and you’d best be prepared for three mission briefings.”
“What?!” he yelped, looking to Axel for help, but he only held up both hands in obvious denial.
“Don’t look at me, man. You got yourself into this.”
“B-but…triple? I can’t do triple! That’ll ruin me!”
“Now you have kitchen duty on top of it,” Saïx informed him.
“Triple…and…!” Demyx stopped when Saïx narrowed his eyes at him and looked ready to tack on another task, and he slumped in defeat. Dejectedly, he took the library off his internal list of safe places to hide, and although today hadn’t worked in his favor, he would try somewhere else tomorrow.
Never Learn 2/2
“Number IX, what do you think you’re doing here?” he asked, and were he under the influence of the moon, he’d have growled with fangs bared, but despite his obvious irritation, he managed to keep his voice level. Threatening, but level.
“U-um…” Demyx started, glancing nervously from him to Axel, and then back to Saïx. He blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “Looking for the dictionary!”
Remaining deadpan, Saïx merely asked, “Why?”
“There was this word I didn’t know, and I just had to look it up! I mean, don’t you ever see a word, and it’ll keep bugging you and bugging you until you figure it out? That was so me a minute ago, but I found out what it was, so I’m good to go now!”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Axel looked to be amused by his story, so that was one of two in his favor. Saïx remained stoic and unconvinced, however.
“You missed getting your assignments over your ignorance?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that…”
Saïx roughly pulled him the rest of the way through and shoved him onto his feet.
“I expect you in the Grey Area when I get there in five minutes, and you’d best be prepared for three mission briefings.”
“What?!” he yelped, looking to Axel for help, but he only held up both hands in obvious denial.
“Don’t look at me, man. You got yourself into this.”
“B-but…triple? I can’t do triple! That’ll ruin me!”
“Now you have kitchen duty on top of it,” Saïx informed him.
“Triple…and…!” Demyx stopped when Saïx narrowed his eyes at him and looked ready to tack on another task, and he slumped in defeat. Dejectedly, he took the library off his internal list of safe places to hide, and although today hadn’t worked in his favor, he would try somewhere else tomorrow.
~+Fin+~