Re:Organization

Xigbar led Kaito through the pristine white hallways of the castle, down to where Vexen nested, deep in the castle's basements. It was not wonder the old man was pale as anything; he never saw sun unless they pushed him out into it. Not that Xigbar would ever do that.

More than once.

Or twice.

"Don't worry about Vex. I'll make sure he doesn't make this too long. He listens to me," he told Kaito cheerfully, guiding the more than slightly scorched vocaloid along as Kaito clung to his left arm. "He still remembers the killer wedgies I used to give him when we were kids."

The castle was boring now that Xigbar had to wait for Kaito to heal up his burn wounds and get over his heat exhaustion. He had been planning on taking the doof with him to Wonderland, but he doubted even Kaito'd like some kinda tea party while he was still trying not to puke up his guts.

Aah, so boring. You'd almost be tempted to volunteer for a mission. Almost.

Xigbar scuffed his feet against the ceiling as he made his way to the room where he had first found Kaito. Now that he had some time left, he was actually interested to try and see if he could find more about his new favourite doll from Ansem's computer. Maybe the old wise guy had had more data on him stored away some-

Oh hello.

"Kaito, the hell you dye your hair red for?"