Remember me? Hello everyone. Thanks for being patient with me! I finally have a story to post! I won't bore you with the background story. Just that I came up with the idea when we did swimming in gym. The title of the story is the same as a MCR Song. That's where the similarities stop. This is not a songfic. If all goes right, it will eventually get to be a Larxel, but with my luck, who knows.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or the characters, Guitar Hero, Guns N Roses's Welcome to the Jungle, any of the characters from Guitar Hero, The Killer or When You Were Young

Mrs. Keller is a fictional character that I made up as I was writing this. If you have a principal that happens to be named Mrs. Keller and want to pretend it's the same one as in the story, feel free, but it's not.

"You know where you are? You're in the jungle, baby. You're gonna die!" I screamed jumping form the couch to the coffee table. I began to mock Izzy's moves, the character I was currently playing as, making Namine miss a note from laughing. The chorus began playing again and we were both dancing and singing around the room, Namine's sweet, innocent voice battling to be heard over my Axl Rose impression.

"You guys are pathetic." Marluxia said from where he stood by the door after we belted out our last "Ha."

"Oh, lookie, Marly. " I said jumping and pointing sarcastically at the TV screen as Namine began to laugh, "I was playing as you! See, you look like Izzy Spark! And I bet you even have the same outfit somewhere in your closet. It's probably behind all your shoes."

Marluxia rolled his eyes, "Dad wants you downstairs. There's not way you're talking your way out of this one."

And with a dramatic turn, Marluxia left the room thinking he had one the battle. He always thought he'd won. He was an idiot.

"Go ahead and pick the next song, I'll be right back." I told Namine.

"Okay!" She said enthusiastically, turning and flipping automatically to "When You Were Young." What's with girls and The Killers?

I took the stairs two at a time, but almost missed the last one when I saw who was sitting in my dad's favorite chair.

Grey-haired and pig-nosed, Mrs. Keller, my principal, sat talking with a fake British accent that she thought made her sound dignified.

"Axel is a bright boy and if he would apply himself to his studies he could very well take honors courses. He could be accepted into practically any college he chooses. I believe-"

"Axel." My dad spat when he saw me. Okay, maybe Namine'll would to wait a little longer than a minute.

"Hello, Axel." Mrs. Keller said turning to me, her eyes taking in my sloppy attire. It's my house, what's wrong with wearing pajama bottoms and a t-shirt? Okay, so maybe my boxers were sticking out a little and it was Namine's old Girl Scout t-shirt, but hey, it's still my house.

"Mrs. K." I said as politely as I could.

"Axel, Mrs. Keller was just telling me that you decided to decorate the lockers after school yesterday." My dad said trying to control his anger. I have to admit I feel sorry for Xigbar. Raising three kids by himself isn't easy on any guy. Then there's the fact that I would be hard enough to handle as an only child. It's totally my fault for all his grey hair. The ugly skunk strip dye job is all his fault though. "Would you like to tell us why?"

"That's a stupid question." I said all politeness gone. "We all know I'm going to make up some crack story about what happened, so let's get to the point. I would say it's about $240 worth of damage, I'll have to clean it up myself, and I have detention for a week. Is that about right, Mrs. K? I've got about a hundred saved right now, and I'll get paid next week, so you'll have to wait till then for you money."

"Actually Axel, you're record as it is, is going to keep you from graduating at the end of the year next year. After talking to your father, I believe the best thing for you is to do community service to clean up this little incident and a few others from your record."

"No, seriously, I should get paid, like, $200 dollars next week, I'll pay you then."

"I don't think you understand me. You have no choice in this matter. Axel, you are going to work this summer as a camp counselor at Twilight County Day Camp. Instead of getting paid for your time, I'll remove a few of your past mistakes from your permanent record and you'll graduate. If I hear of any problems, our deal's off. I'll call you down to my office sometime next week to give you the details."

After a few more words with Xigbar, the horrid lady left. But how did I know that this wasn't over yet?

"Axel, how come you keep doing this?" a tired Xigbar asked me rubbing his temples. "What would your mother think if she found out?"

"I don't know. I'd ask her if she wasn't six feet under." I said turning to leave.

"Axel, quit saying your mother's dead."

"Don't worry, Dad. Denial's natural." I growled. I hated it when he went all psychologist-like on me.

I took the stairs two at a time again and wound my way through the rooms till I found Namine sitting patiently.

"I think I'm done for today, Nami. You can keep playing if you want." I said hoping my smile looked real enough. I tried to hide what I did at school from Namine.

"Oh, okay." She said with a smile. "I'll clean up."

I went to my room and shut the door. After pushing piles of clean and dirty clothes out of my way I climbed onto my bed and looked up at the ceiling. At least no one I knew would be working at the camp and I wouldn't have to make up a story to why I would be spending my summer at a kid's camp instead of out with my friends at a concert or something.

Besides it was just a couple of elementary school kids. How bad could it possibly be?

I'm hoping to have another chapter of this up as early as tonight. and I also want to get up a chapter of Nobody's Best Friend too.

I just realized, I think this is my first story that doesn't take place in a castle. OMG-like!

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