Chapter 4

The nurses rush Axel back into the Emergency room, the guy tossing and turning, his temperature way up. The nurse could almost feel the heat coming off of him, scaring a few of the new doctors. The other doctors drag Demyx away to the emergency room, careful not to injure him more. The security make sure the other Nobody's stay in the Waiting room. House, who was in his office, studying the X-rays, hears the commotion outside. He looks up just in time to see the group of nurses and a strange guy in a black coat with long blonde hair rushing down the hall. On the bed was Axel, his bright red hair visible to even Doctor House. House hops up and grabs his cane, rushing to the hall way.

"What's going on?" He asks a nurse who had just rushed from the room they had pushed Axel in.

"We don't know. They guy just sort of passed out, he was going back home. He was greated by a guy but the guy lept back, his skin burned. Then, Mr. Axel passed out. His temperture is off the charts, literally." She yells out.

House rushes in, spotting the doctors and the guy working hard, trying to cool down the patient.

"What's going on?" He asks.

Chase groans, "We are not entirely sure. Mr. Axel has a fever, but everytime we try to get a mesurement, the glass turns red, making a temperature reading impossible. I think its boiling the mercury or melting the glass, we even tried plastic." He says very surprised.

House looks at the new guy, noticing he had on the same coat that the Nobodys did. "Hey you, do you know anything about science?"

Vexen looks up, "Of course you dimwit. I'm Vexen, number 4 or Organization XIII and I'm their scientist/doctor."

"Ok, well, do you know Mr. Axel's normal temperature?" House asks. Then he pauses, stepping back from the man, "Wait, you're Vexen?" He says, looking strangely at the scientist. Subtly, he backed away, just in case.

Vexen nods, "115 degrees Farenhite, when he's aggrivated. Though he seems to try and keep it at a steady 108, so as to not to burn his fellow members."

The group looks surprised, if his normal temp. was 108 degrees, what was his temperature now? And how could somebody's temperature rise when he was mad? Axel yells out, small flickers of flames appearing in his hands, surprising the doctors who didn't yet know of Axel's secret.

Vexen groans, "Ah, man. This is bad, he's trying to burn off his heat, this is only going to make things worse. Listen, we need to get plenty of fire estinquisher, a few pain killers, and get those blankets off of him before he burns this facility down. And stand back..." He raises his hands, "I don't want to accidently hit you." The doctors rush around, listening to the older man, yanking the blankets off of Axel and rushing out, to obtain the equipment needed.

House doesn't like this at all, he was the leader around here and he didn't like anybody else bossing his doctors around. "Hold it, you can't just boss around my staff...and are you about to attack Alex?"

"Axel, and no, I need to cool him down, before your hospital becomes a flaming inferno." Vexen replies before hitting Axel with a blast of ice, the Nobody freezing from the neck down.

"Ahh, Vexen you asshole!" Axel mumbles out, the heat still getting to him.

He was now assaulted with dual temperatures of extreme heat and cold, not helping his situation at all. House just looks in shock, looking at the ice that just had sprung from the academic's fingertips, freezing his patient in seconds. Axel wanted to get rid of the heat flowing through him and Vexen had just frozen him. Sure it helped cool him down but it didn't stop the fire inside. He was groaning, thrashing from side to side, trying to break the ice.

"There, that should keep him for a while until I can figure out what is wrong with him." Vexen replies, getting to work, the other doctors avoiding him completely.

"You figure out what's wrong with him?" House excalims in disbelief.

Vexen pauses, "That's what I just said Sir, so step aside and let me do my work."

House growls, "Oh hell no. This is MY hospital, MY doctors, and MY patient. You will go to the waiting room right now or else."

Vexen ignores him, looking at Axel's readings, slipping on a pair of glasses from his coat pocket. House growls, he didn't like to be ignored, further more, this Vexen just charged in here like he owned the place and got the doctors to work faster than he could ever do in his life. House was pissed. Vexen is studying the results when he feels a wooden instrument of some sort slam down over his head. The doctors freezes as the sound of wood hitting a head echos through the emergency room. Vexen reals back in pain, his head throbing at the attack. He glares at House, the man twirling the cane as if nothing had happened.

"Did you just slam your cane down upon my head?!" Vexen says, looking angrily at the human before him.

House looks at him as if he didn't know what he was talking about, "Oh, you were talking to me? I didn't catch that, could you repeat it?"

Vexen growls, "You heard me! You slammed that wooden support over my head, causing my nerves to access the pain you idiot!"

House, without even batting an eye hits Vexen behind the knees with his cane, the man crumpling to the floor. "Nobody calls me an....oh, wrong choice of words. No one calls me an idiot, Mr. Vexen. Now, please leave, I have plenty of canes at my house. I don't mind if this gets damaged."

"Why you..." Vexen yelps, freezing as the cane swings up and comes close to hitting him in the face, stopping just in front of his nose. "You don't know who you're dealing with Mister. Demyx said that you don't know how to treat anybody without a heart!"

"Oh that? I just told him that so I could examine him." House replies, lowering his cane from the Nobody's face.

Vexen growls, looking angry, "You did w...." Vexen looks thoughtfully at House, "You know, that's clever. I respect you for that but I still..." He freezes as House steps forward, still clutching the cane.

"I can still go for the shins." He says, grasping his cane threateningly.

"Can you two fuckers work out your differences later and HELP ME!!" Axel growls out.

Vexen looks at Axel in shock, never hearing Axel's launguage that vulgar before. Axel was capable of it, that he knew, but the Nobody always cleaned his language when talking to Vexen. Even House looked surprised at him, he had never had a patient, none that he could remember, cuss at him. Axel was glaring at the two, his eyes had a feverish glaze to them. He was out of it, angry at no one and everyone, just wanting the fire to go away.

House groans, "Mr. Vexen, please just step out."

Vexen growls but walks towards the doors, "When he burns down the place, don't come crying to me!" He storms out.

House grumbles, "Why aren't the rest of you working on Mr. Alex?" He says to the doctors, "And somebody go check on Vexen and make sure he isn't cloning anybody."

"What?" Chase says, looking up from Axel.

"Just trust me on this." House exclaims.

***

Roxas is pacing in the waiting room, cursing under his breath. Zexion sighs, not knowing how to calm down Roxas, not when he was like this. Roxas hated for anything to happen to Axel, especially for him not to know what had made him sick. Something was wrong with Axel, so he didn't mean to hurt Demyx in the first place. They both look up as they hear a yelp come from somewhere in the hospital, knowing exactly who it was. Roxas pauses in his pacing, trying so hard not to dash down the hall and see if Demyx was ok. Even Zexion looked like he was about to rush towards the sound.

"This is pointless." Roxas says, "Now both Axel and Demyx are in the Hospital. Xemnas isn't going to like this, at all."

Zexion sighs, "Roxas, just calm down, Vexen can figure this out and we'll be back before he even notices anything."

Xigbar scoffs, "I know but still, why the hell did Axel burn Demyx?! It doesn't make any sense. Usually when he gets a normal fever he can control his temperature. He straight burned Demy!"

"Roxas, calm down. Its not Axel's fault. There has to be something serious wrong with him." He pauses, "I hope he's ok."

They look up as Vexen walks down the hall, looking pissed off, his hair desheveled. Any other day Roxas wouldn't have let the scientist slide but he was too worried about Axel and Demyx.

Zexion growls, "Vexen?! What...why are you here?! Shouldn't you be working on diagnosing Axel?"

Vexen glares at him, seething in anger. "I....just got hit...over the head....with A CANE!!" He growls, "I'm getting out of this hell hole called New Jersey before something else goes wrong." He walks towards the front door.

"Huh?!" Zexion and Xigbar exclaiming, heading after Vexen as he heads out the door.

"Vexen, you can't just leave!" Xigbar yells out.

"Oh, yeah. Watch me." Vexen raises his hand before him, as if expecting something. "Wait a minute..." He trys again, the portal refusing to form. "What the...this world won't let me leave!"

"What?" Both Xigbar and Zexion exclaim.

Zexion tries to summon a portal and groans, the familiar black hole doesn't appear, "Xemnas is going to kill us!"

Roxas sighs, "I'm sure will figure something out, just as long as he doesn't send anybody after us, we can probally figure this out."

***

Demyx yelps, the doctor raising his head slightly, trying to help the Nobody out. Xigbar looks on in worry, hoping Demyx would be ok. Demyx mumbles, the burn feeling like it was killing him. He tries to summon his water to cool himself down. Dr. Foreman steps back as Demyx washes water over his burns, surprising him for a second. The Dr. Foreman recovers quickly.

"Don't do that!" He yells out, "Stop doing that immediatly."

Demyx looks in confusion, "But its hot and I want it to stop burning."

"But if you do that you'll go into shock." Dr. Foreman warns.

"Ok." Demyx says, letting the water disappate.

Xigbar is starting to worry, he didn't like the way Demyx looked. He was having trouble breathing and he wasn't as active as he usually was. Dr. Foreman goes back to work, trying to dress Demyx's wounds. Demyx gasps, discovering that he couldn't breath right, scaring him to death. Dr. Foreman continues treating his burn, trying to get the Nobody stable.

"I don't feel too well." Demyx says out.

"Of course you don't Demyx, you've been burned." Xigbar exclaims.

Demyx just nods, his head rolling to one side, he knew he had been burned and felt horrible that it was Axel who did it. He knew Axel was sick and now he was worrying that what ever Axel had wrong with him would happen to him. He felt weak from the burns, not understanding what was going on. Dr. Foreman unzips his coat, spotting something he didn't like to see. The water had caused more harm than good, spotting the red blood on the teen's blue shirt. Xigbar gasps, growling in anger, ready to go attack Axel for doing this.

Demyx looks around confusedly, "What...what's matter?" He asks breathlessly.

Dr. Foreman looks up, "Nothing, just remain calm Demyx. Are you breathing ok?"

Demyx nods, "Kinda, just a little trouble."

"Turn your head to the side, ok...is it better." Dr. Foreman asks.

"Yeah, much." Demyx says.

Dr. Foreman nods and carefully removes the coat, hoping the material wasn't burnt to the burn. He sighs as it comes off easily, the leather coat slipping right off. Xigbar winces as he sees the extent of the burns on Demyx's arms. The burns went from wrist to almost to his shoulder. The Nobody's neck and the right side of his check were burnt also, Demyx was shivering from the open air hitting the burns.

"Its second degree." Dr. Foreman says, seeing the extent of Demyx's injuries.

Demyx takes deeper breathes, it becoming increasingly harder to breath, even with his head tilted to the side. Dr. Foreman grabs Demyx wrist, trying to feel for a pulse. He groans, forgetting that Demyx doesn't have a heart. Demyx shivers again, looking around confusedly. Dr. Foreman studies Demyx and gasps, realising what was happening to him. The breathing, the disorintation, the cool to the touch skin. He had mistaken it as him being just doused with water and being a Nobody, but it was more than just that.

"He's going into shock." Dr. Foreman says regretably, going to work on laying Demyx down flat.

"Is that bad doc?" Xigbar says.

"If we can't stop it it can be bad." Dr. Foreman replies, wondering how he was supposed to treat a Heartless person for shock?

He was supposed to raise the legs above the heart but if he didn't have a heart...what was he supposed to do? He decides to just lift his legs up in the normal postion, hoping it would work just like it did on a normal person.

"X..Xiggy....why is the world spinning?" Demyx asks, getting more aggrivated by the second on why he felt so bad.

"It'll be ok Demy, the doctor here will fix you up bud." Xigbar says, trying to reassure Demyx.

Demyx nods, trusting Xigbar, "Ok, Xiggy. I feel cold." Demyx says.

"I know, I know, just hold on." He says, dressing the burns so it would bleed anymore.

He is wrapping Demyx up, the Nobody shivering from the shock. He tapes some gause on Demyx face, covering up the burn there. He finally is done and covers Demyx up, the Nobody struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Demyx, keep talking to us bud." Xigbar says.

Yes, I am evil, cutting it off right there. Medical stories are not for me, I'm not good with medical terms and procedures, researching this for hours. Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. College will do that, along with a messed up wrist, writers block, looking up medical information and what not. Thank you guys for favoriting this story and for not giving up on me. I will try to update more often. Grazie. Can't write anymore, need Tylenol for Hangover now. Lets just say, no more Vodka for me, I'm sticking with Lagers. The good old American Lagers. Me and French Vodka don't mix, at all. I really need to lay down, ve.

Xigbar: Sorry again Demy.

Mixalis: You couldn't even hold French Vodka?! What a light weight, hahaha.

Keiko: Shut up, your voice is killing my head Mixa.

Mixalis: No, I won't. You diserve this. I can handle Russian Vodka but you can't even take French Vodka? Yeesh, you are a disgrace to your German/Irish ancesters, not to mention the FRENCH ones, the Italian ones, and the Cheerokee too.

Keiko: You just took my tolerance to achohol when I lost my heart.

Mixalis: Sure, you keep telling yourself that. (Drinks straight from the bottle of Russian Vodka, Keiko realing back in sickness)

Keiko: I'm going now, Tylonel, sweet Tylenol.

Mixalis: (Yells after Keiko) Don't get it from Vexen whatever you do!

Keiko: Damn you Mixa, I'm right here, don't yell. OW........(Groans and walks off, the light killing her throbbing head. Mixalis laughs evilly and takes a swig of her Vodka, grinning in joy)

Xigbar: I'm never giving her vodka again. Beer only, I swear!!

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