A/N: Look, I know it's lame, but I was writing on my iTouch, and besides, this is a true story ^^; If you're still intent on reading it, then by all means, please do so, but if you're here to rudely remark how pathetic this little work of art (*cough* HA! *cough*) is, then there's that little backspace button in the corner for you to click on to exit this page ;)

('Course, I can't say I blame you if you think this is horrible xD )

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"H-3."

"Miss." Zexion sighed as Marluxia smugly watched him neatly draw an X on the previously blank square.

"Again?" He asked rhetorically in an incredulous voice, shaking his head; his slate-blue bangs swayed softly with the action. "Your move."

"L-6," said the pink-haired Nobody in his monotone voice, his cheek resting on his left hand. Zexion smirked.

"Miss." Marluxia rolled his eyes and marked down a dark slash through the box with his right hand.

"It's been fifteen turns." Zexion nodded.

"I, too, find it highly unlikely that we've each made fifteen guesses and missed. We should have hit something at least, by now. It's been a little over half an hour." Marluxia's pink eyebrows raised slightly.

"Do you think Axel was lying when he said this was a fun and easy game? He plays often enough with our Keyblade wielder..."

"Axel cheats," the other pointed out.

"Ah." Marluxia nodded and motioned for Zexion to make his move, when Demyx bounded over from the corridor to the table the two were sitting at.

"Hey, guys! Whatcha doin'?" he asked cheerfully. Zexion did not look up from his paper as he answered.

"The two of us are playing Paper Battleship, and it's proving to be quite tedious."

"Cool! Can I play?"

"I don't think you understand what 'tedious' means, Demyx," slipped in the roset Nobody in an amused voice. The Melodious Nocturne ignored him.

"How long've you been playing?"

"A little over half an hour. D-6."

"Miss again, Zexion." Demyx's eyes widened.

"That's, like, got to be the longest. Game. Of Battleship. Ever!"

"And don't we know it," muttered Marluxia under his breath. "E-5."

Zexion smiled and let out a long breath. "Finally. Hit!" Marluxia grinned as well, but was interrupted before he even spoke.

"Er, Zexy, you're not supposed to be happy when Marluxia hits you," interjected Demyx. The two ignored him.

"E-6?" The smile faded as Zexion glared at his opponent.

"Sunk."

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A/N: Hahaha~ Marlu hit his Destroyer. [Yes, the humour was flat. Hell, I probably should even change the category! But I think I'll leave it there.] Happy 11/11/11!