Yeah this just popped in my head one day and I finally got around to writing it

A/N- and my first actual posted fic! These are all based on true events of me and my friends in marching band. I kinda matched up my friends personalities with the characters personalities. All events actually happened, laps, hellish section leaders, and horridly sucky playing. Flames are totally welcome, they will be put in a flame thrower the only pairing in here will be Saix/Kairi and only a little but the reason comes later, during our season 2 of my friends fell in "love". Ugh.

Summary-AU Zexion and the gang are forced to join marching band. Hell ensues. True events, with some exaggeration. Personalities of my friends are put to the characters and I gave them my friend's instruments.

Dedication- this is for Kristina, Leah, Kara, Sadie, Molly, Andrea and Leah's band friends who are my inspiration. And Kristina's section leader from Hell, Alex, you are the reason this fucked up Fic is possible, for being a jack-ass.

Instrument list-

Zexion- Alto saxophone

Demyx-cymbals

Marluxia- flute

Xigbar-Baritone (section leader for the brass)

Xaldin- Saxophone (section leader)

Namine-oboe

Saix- quads

Axel-bass drum

Roxas-Tenor Saxophone

Larxene-snares (section leader)

Xemnas-band leader

Luxord- trombone

Sora-Soprano Saxophone

Kairi-Clarinet

Selphie- Clarinet

Tidus- flag line

Wakka- Trombone

Yuna- Trumpet

Rikku-Trumpet

Paine- Trumpet

Riku- flag line

Olette- flag line

(I'm too lazy so just figure out everyone else on your own)

Prologue

Ah, marching band, a great thing that you should be honored to be in. Not.

"Come on Zexy, it'll be fun you know getting in free to football games and being able to hang out with friends and-" Demyx continued to go on about how much "fun" we were gonna have in marching band.

"Yes Demyx I am going to have so much fun wasting my summer to get up at six in the damn morning to walk around a field all day. And in case you haven't noticed. Our. Band. Sucks." Yes thank you Axel. I guess I should explain I, Zexion Hayashida, go to Kingdom Hearts United high school and when you are a junior you are required to be in marching band. And here I thought I would only have to endure the horror of concert band, but I need those stupid credits. Damn school administration.

"What was that Zex? Wait, are you doing your inner monologues again?" asked Roxas. Oops…did I say that out loud?

"Yes you did. You should really stop those, it's not healthy." Well….damn.

"So is anyone else as exited as I am for marching band?" I questioned my voice laced with sarcasm.

"Yeah it's gonna be awesome!" said Demyx not catching the sarcasm. My poor oblivious best friend.

"Fucking band director forcing us to do all of this shit. I mean why the hell do we even bother? Our football team sucks, our band sucks and our school sucks. We play first grade level music for Gods sake! Not to mention the local psycho that just happens to be our band director! " Alas yet another wonderfully obscene truth pouring from Axels mouth.

"So I guess we start He- I mean Band camp" I spat it out like poison "Tomorrow at 7 right Demyx?" I mean you've only told us so many times that if I hear it again my ears will bleed; I continued in my head.

"Yep it's gonna be awesome!" He replied for about the tenth time that day. Still not catching the sarcasm or hate; mind you.

"Well as much fun as this is, I have to get home and find my tenor before I can play. So I'm leaving!" Roxas said. It would help if he gave me a heads up first since I am driving him home! Sigh, but Axel got home on his own and I drove Demyx and Roxas home so we could find our instruments tonight instead of tomorrow at 5 in the morning.

So Demyx was chatting happily to me on the way home I was almost thinking about setting the football field on fire. But Axel already had dibs on that idea. Damn. Hope the pyro goes through with it. So I dropped off Demyx and his brother off then took my whiny bitchy brother home from flag line practice. Then I lugged my alto out of the closet then went to bed. Little did I know that tomorrow really would be like hell.

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So how was it? I think I'll keep writing it no matter what I get but some input would be pretty cool y'know? But this is seriously similar to what's happening to me, we are forced into band and we actually play 1st grade music. I'm sorry for the insanely long authors note; I just had a lot to say. And if you have any stories of concert/marching experiences, I will try to put them in. and the next chapter is longer Review please! - Cat out