Author's Note
And, so, I continue on with this random story of mine. This one comes from me eating my cookies! Or not. Still bored. Oh, and there's some romance in this chapter too.
Disclaimer
Oh, I forgot to put one in the first chapter. I do not own anything except Eyna. No, not even the cookies. -Sobs while eating cookies- Mmm...-sniff sniff-
Chapter Two
Xigbar watched his oreo cookie sink in the milk. Eyna watched Xigbar.
"Glub, glub, glub..." He muttered to himself as he reached into the cup and saved the drowning oreo. He stared at the cookie blankly, then opened his mouth wide and ate the poor soggy cookie in one bite.
"Pathetic, Number II. Picking on harmless un-animate objects." Saix grumbled.
Xigbar's eyes strayed from his cookies n' milk and up to Saix. He ignored Saix's comment and plopped another cookie in the milk.
"You're the one to talk." Xigbar replied. "At least I don't suck up to the leader like some obedient puppy."
Saix glared at Xigbar. If it wasn't for the sandwich he held in one hand and his hunger, Xigbar's head would probably be spilt in two.
There was much silence as the two faced off in a "glaring contest".
Eyna suddenly felt a sharp pain. A sharp pain in a tender area. She grasped her breast, one in each hand.
"My boobs hurt. I wonder if they're getting bigger?" she stated.
Saix and Xigbar were distraught by the young girl's statement and stared at her wide-eyed.
Even more akward silence.
Eyna innocently shifted looks at the two. "What?" she asked.
"I'm not so hungry anymore." Xigbar scowled at the cookies and stood up.
Saix didn't catch on so quickly. "Want me to see what's wrong?"
Yes, Saix isn't always this naive, however, he fails to comprehend the female body. Yet, I somewhat fear that his method of "seeing what's wrong" may prove quite painful. It's Saix, after all. You can curse my sayings if you must, I'm just thinking logic.
Eyna moved her hands to her lap modestly. "No. But thank you anyway."
Xigbar disappeared. Perhaps he ran to go throw up.
Ugh... I can't blame him.
Saix was unfazed by this. He simply walked out the door.
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It was now nighttime in The World That Never Was.
Actually, it is extremely difficult to disinguish night from day in The World That Never Was, but, hey, its a fanfiction.
Eyna glumly stared out of her window.
Xemnas had once again forgotten to provide her with basic necessities. All she had was a plain empty room with one window that added a mystical essence from the moon or sunlight that intruded in.
Her paintbrushes and paints were of little importance and not considered furniture. She carried those with her everywhere, usually.
Coming to the conclusion that it would be too depressing to sleep on a cold, rough floor again, she decided to walk the halls until some half-asleep Organization member decided to take her in.
For some strange reason, the first place Eyna visited was the kitchen. Yet, she wasn't only soul awake this forbidding night.
Her attention was turned to the fridge and the bony-figure rummaging through it.
The figure froze and took heed of Eyna. "You're up late." Axel's voice cracked. He cleared his throat and rummaged through the fridge more.
At least she didn't see his freaky thin-ness in the dark.
The light emitting from the fridge vanished along with the sound of a closing door, then footsteps.
The sounds caused Eyna's heart to beat faster. She steped back into the hallway, hoping that Axel would just pass her by.
She suddenly felt a cold, clammy hand on her shoulder and resisted screaming.
"Careful, dangerous things wander in the dark. Got it memorized?" The hand was removed and more footsteps were heard.
Eyna paused and waited until the footsteps were gone, thus continuing her journey through the dark corridors.
Along the way, passing each numbered room, Eyna became gradually tired. She laid her back against the wall and slid down to the floor. With a slight shiver, Eyna hugged her knees and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Her dreams were unexpectedly interrupted by one doubtful Cloaked Schemer.
"You're pitiful, you know that?" he said stifling his irritation.
Eyna stood up groggily. "Oh, sorry, Zexy. I was just so sleepy..." she apologized.
Zexion glowered at Eyna for using the nickname "Zexy".
His expression softened and he looked away from the girls hazel eyes and asked, "You wanted a place to sleep?"
Eyna blinked several times. She couldn't believe was she was hearing.
"Well, did you?"
"...Yeah." Eyna spoke timidly. She felt it, there had to be some catch, she just knew it.
Zexion took two steps away then stopped. "You can sleep in my room, if you want."
