Title: Ienzo?

Summary: Who knew Zexion was so insecure about his appearances? Unfortunately, a stupid sick day is going to ruin it all for him.

Rating: T, for some swearing.

Genre: Friendship, Humor.

Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts, I would have made Zexion look the same age as Ienzo. Can you imagine Riku fighting a Zexion half his size?

Chapter One

"Number V, where's Number VI?"

Lexaeus looked up from his previous mission report to Saix. The scarred Nobody looked mildly annoyed with something, most likely as to what had happened to Zexion.

"I haven't seen him since yesterday morning," he replied, and went back to his report. Lexaeus had simply assumed that Zexion had RTC later than planned. "Perhaps he is still asleep."

Saix didn't seem happy with that excuse. "Go find him and bring him here. He has missions to do."

Lexaeus nodded and stood up. It was bothersome to be ordered around by someone he considered a subordinate, but he had to admit that he was a little worried about his friend. Sure, Zexion was hard to wake up in the morning, but after the daily ritual of Demyx going to the kitchen, making a mess, then being yelled at by Axel, who gets yelled at by Roxas, who gets laughed at by Xigbar, who accidentally shoots Vexen, who yells death threats at them all, Zexion usually wakes up.

He left the Gray Area in search of his friend. First he checked the library, where Zexion would occasionally be found after reading all night. When it was clear that he wasn't there, Lexaeus went to the lab. All he found was a sour-faced Vexen who was still angry about what had happened that morning. So Lexaeus walked himself over to Zexion's room.

The door was close. Lexaeus gently knocked on it (Even so, with his amazing strength, it still echoed down the halls.) and said, "Zexion, are you in there?"

There was no answer. He almost walked away before he heard something: a cough.

He knocked on the door again. "Zexion?"

In response he received a round of muffled coughing on the other side of the door. Someone was definitely in there.

"If you don't open the door, I'll come in myself," Lexaeus threatened.

Two seconds passed before he heard, "Go away!"

The Silent Hero nodded and went in anyway.

The first thing he noticed was that the room was filthy. Xemnas required that everyone keep their part of the castle clean and orderly, a rule that only Demyx had problems with. What had Zexion done in there?

In the dark room, Lexaeus spotted a figure on the bed groaning. He squinted his eyes to try and get a better look. "Zexion?"

The figure on the bed yelled and toppled over the edge. It quickly recovered, grabbed the blanket, and hid under the bed.

"Pay no attention to the Nobody underneath the bed!" a Zexion-like voice rasped.

Lexaeus walked around all of the mess in the room, trying not to step on anything. "Saix has requested your presence."

"Tell him I won't work today. I don't care if he turns me into a Dusk!"

Lexaeus paused at the bed. The voice sounded like Zexion, but…higher. He bent down and looked at the figure. It was wrapped in the blanket, huddled as if to hide itself.

Unfortunately, Lexaeus never took no for an answer. He grabbed the figure and pulled it out. It was hard; it wasn't that they were too heavy. No, they just started kicking and screaming and coughing. Finally, Lexaeus had the figure by the hood of his cloak and was holding him a few feet above the ground. They still kicked, yelling at him to put them down. With his free hand, Lexaeus reached for a light. He turned it on to see the person better, and did a double take.

The person looked like Zexion, but it wasn't. His undone hair was lighter, and so were his eyes. And, to top it all off, he looked like an eight-year-old.


Ienzo stopped struggling and said angrily, "No, it's me, Zexion. Now put me down. I feel like I'm about to puke."

Lexaeus quickly complied and set him down on the bed. The much younger-looking Zexion crawled over to the other side where a bucket was and threw up. When his little episode was over, he sat up and looked at Lexaeus. "Now, what were you here for?"

For the first time in his life, Number V was stunned. "Um, Saix wants you to report in."

"I can't exactly do that now, can I?" he retorted angrily. He scratched his head, making his hair even messier.

"Zexion, why do you look like…that?" Lexaeus asked.

He groaned and leaned back on his pillow. "I always look like this, Lex. I just use my powers to make myself appear older so that people will take me seriously. But, during that mission yesterday, I got some sort of flu, and now I'm too tired to use my powers." He scrunched his nose in disgust. "I was hoping that no one would notice today, but no, there are missions to be done!"

"Uh, huh. And your room?"

"It's always messy, I just make it appear to be clean so I don't actually have to clean it."

Lexaeus nodded, still pretty dumbfounded by his discoveries. "So, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?" Zexion sat up and rolled the sleeves of his Organization XIII cloak up. It hung several sizes too big on him. "I'm going to stay here and wait this thing out! I'm sure it's just a twenty-four hour thing anyway, and by tomorrow, I'll be able to play the charade again."

"And Saix?"

"He could be neutered for all I care." The younger Zexion was surprisingly more…cynical than usual.

"I have to tell him something."

"Just tell him I'm sick and to leave me alone!" Zexion lowered his voice and said, "Lexaeus, no one must find out about this, understand? Absolutely nobody-"

"Hey Zexy, Xemnas wants to know why Saix was…" Larxene had stuck her head in his door to ask him a question, but when her eyes fell upon the little kid in Zexion's bed, she trailed off. Unfortunately, she was able to piece together everything a lot quicker than Lexaeus had. She pointed at the kid and yelled, "Oh my gosh, Zexion! Everyone come look at this!"

Zexion shot Lexaeus a death glare. "You left the door open?"

Lexaeus merely shrugged and turned away. He wasn't about to be yelled at by a eight-year-old.

A/N: Okay, I know this is random, but have you seen the pictures of Ienzo from Birth By Sleep? I mean, he's like a little kid while Zexion's a bit older. I couldn't help but wonder how that happened, then someone brought up this theory about Zexion using his illusion powers to make himself appear older. From there I kind of ran with it. :D

Thank you for reading this chapter. Review if you would like.

-ash~nobody :D