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Chapter One: '7 days and a Closet full of Cloaks'

Here's the first Chapter! Yay. I keep changing the summary, and changing the plot. But I think I've finally made up my mind. Go me! dances

This one is in Axel's point of view, as well as no one's POV.

When I heard the bad news, I couldn't believe it. Had I seriously done something that bad? I didn't think that the rest of the members would take any of my pranks that harshly.

I sulked to my room. I didn't even bother to summon a portal. So, of course, when I got to my room, my legs and feet hurt like hell. Why did the damn castle have to be so big?

I opened the door to my room, and without even bothering to shut it, I sat on my bed and sighed. Tomorrow morning, I will have only six days left to live in a place that I've called home for my whole life. I didn't even have the slightest idea where I was going to go. I sighed. This was going to be really tough. I had no idea that Roxas hated me so much. I did piss him off a little too much. I sighed again.

"This sucks."

"Actually, it makes me happy." I looked at the voice that came from his doorway. Roxas was standing there, looking smug.

"What do you want?" I didn't really want to talk to the man that hated my guts right now. I knew he was enjoying every minute of this.

"I don't know, I just wanted to see you miserable. Kinda like how you've made my life miserable the past year that I've lived here." Roxas said.

Roxas immediately noticed the hurt look on my face because his expression softened. "Look-"

"You know- I just got told that I'm getting kicked out of the Organization and I'm not really in the mood to get told how much of an asshole I am." I said.

"Sorry." Roxas put his hands in the air defensively. He turned to walk away.

"Wait!" I said. I sighed. "I can't believe this, but Roxas-"

"Hmm?"

"I'm really sorry."

Roxas looked at me. He looked surprised. Then he laughed. "Axel I know you. You aren't sorry."

Again, that hurt look crossed my face. "This whole deal- it's making me realize that I am a little sorry for making your life a living hell."

Roxas pondered this for a moment. "I don't know what's going through my head right now but I think I believe you." Roxas said to me. "I can't even believe that I said that."

"I should've paid more attention to the fact that I was pissing you off so much." I said. Even I couldn't believe what I was saying. Whoa, depression can take a number on people.

After a few moments of awkward silence between Roxas and I, he spoke up.

"I promised Demyx I'd be down in the lobby when he got back from his mission in the Underworld. So I guess I will see you later." He walked out.

"Yeah." I halfheartedly waved. He still hates my guts.

After Roxas left, I shut my door. I didn't want to deal with anybody else.

"Might as well pack my shit." I opened my dresser drawers. Ok. I've never noticed what little variety in clothing that nobodies had. I was in desperate need to get some munny and go shopping. I doubt anybody outside the castle would understand my wearing black cloaks everyday.

I looked around for something to throw all my stuff into. There was nothing. "Oh perfect." A rolled my eyes and threw myself onto my bed. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep.

Nobody's POV

"Axel." Roxas tried to shake Axel awake. "Axel."

Axel stirred.

"Here I got it." Demyx walked over to Axel's bed and kicked Axel right in the ass.

"Ahhh! What the hell!" Axel jolted awake, and looked around for the person who woke him up.

"Not so funny when you're the one being woke up, huh?" Roxas snickered.

"What are you two doing here?" Axel rubbed his eyes.

"Well, Demyx just go back, and I told him what happened." Roxas said.

"I'm sorry Axel, but you had it coming." Demyx said. "I mean, Roxas hated you the whole time that he lived here."

"Roxas still hates Axel." Roxas chimed in.

"It's scaring Axel that Roxas is talking in 3rd person." Axel said.

"Your one to talk." Roxas snapped back.

"ANYWAY!" Demyx chimed in. "Roxas, why don't we help Axel pack up his things?" Demyx asked Roxas.

"Why?" Roxas stared at him blankly.

"Because!" Demyx looked like he was about to explode.

"Okay!" Roxas backed up.

"Uhhh… you guys don't have to help, I have all week." Axel said. Even though secretly, he was hoping that they would help. Packing all his cloaks would be a motherfucker.

"Okay let's go." Roxas turned to walk away.

"Get your ass back here." Demyx grabbed the back of Roxas's hood, and pulled him back over.

"We'd be glad to help with any packing you need to do Axel." Demyx said, still holding Roxas's hood. "Right Roxas?"

Roxas just nodded. Axel swore that he saw Roxas's face turning purple from Demyx strangling him.

"Alright then." Demyx let go of Roxas, who gasped for air. Axel laughed, which earned him Roxas's infamous glare.

"Roxas, start getting all that stuff out of the top of his closet." Demyx said.

"I don't really have anything to put this stuff in, Demyx." Axel said.

"I have some boxes, I'll go get them." Demyx said, before anyone could protest, he left the room.

Roxas rolled his eyes and made his way over to Axel's closet. He tried to reach the large pile of cloaks that were stacked up there, but he was too short.

Surprise, Surprise.

Axel tried not to laugh at Roxas's misfortune. It must suck to be short.

"Lemme help you with that." Axel walked over to the closet. He pulled on the bottom cloak.

Apparently he underestimated the size of the pile because a huge stack came tumbling down on Roxas and Axel. It knocked them both off their feet.

Roxas landed right on top of Axel, but they were both laughing too hard to notice.

"What are you two doing?" Axel and Roxas looked over at Demyx, who had just entered the room carrying boxes.

Right then, they both realized that Roxas was on top of Axel. Roxas jumped off (faster than Demyx's or Axel's eyes could see) Axel. His face turned a tomato shade of red. So did Axel's.

"I can come back-"

"No. It's okay Demyx. The piled of clothes just fell." Axel said. He unburied himself from the mound of cloaks.

Demyx set the boxes on the ground.

Axel looked over at Demyx and noticed a bruise under his left eye. "Demyx! Where'd you get that bruise?"

Demyx looked at Axel, wide eyed. "Uh… Hades attacked me when I was in the underworld."

"Demyx?"

"What?"

"Hades attacks with fire- and he's on our side. He wouldn't attack one of us." Roxas pointed out.

"Did I say Hades? I mean Hercules." Demyx tried to muster a laugh.

"Is it Zexion again?" Axel asked.

For the past few years that Demyx and Zexion have been going out, the past year has been the hardest. Zexion is still getting increasingly meaner. Not just to Demyx, but to everyone in the castle. Even Superior was starting to avoid Zexion. Nobody knows what's happening, but bruises seemed to be appearing more often on Demyx these days. He was always quick to blame someone on his missions even though everybody knew better.

"Why are you still with him?" Roxas asked.

"Please. I don't want to talk about Zexion right now." Demyx walked over to the pile that fell out of the closet, without even looking at Roxas or Axel.

Axel sighed and walked over to his dresser, and pulled out more cloaks. "Holy shit! How many cloaks do I have?" Axel said to himself.

Roxas overheard what Axel had said, and rolled his eyes. Seriously, how many fucking cloaks does Axel have?

Larxene burst in the doorway, "AXEL!"

Roxas, Demyx, and Axel all jumped.

"Yes?" Axel squeaked. Oh shit.

"Where are they?" She demanded.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Axel said.

"Axel." She tapped her foot. She looked like she was about ready to stab him.

"Vexen's room, under the bed." Axel huffed.

Larxene slammed the door behind her.

"Do I want to know?" Demyx asked.

"Probably not."

"Then I'm not even going to ask."

"That would be wise."

A few hours later Demyx, Roxas, and Axel had pretty much gotten all of the cloaks in boxes.

"God that took forever!" Demyx complained. "Why do you have so many cloaks?"

"I dunno." Axel didn't even know that he had that many.

"Do you have anything else?" Demyx asked.

"Just some random junk that has been lying around." Axel sighed. "But I'm really tired. I'll just finish the rest tomorrow. Thanks for helping guys."

"No prob." Demyx waved. Demyx was smiling, but Axel couldn't help but notice fear in his eyes. He was going back to his and Zexion's room.

Roxas just yawned on the way out the door.

Axel couldn't help but worry about Demyx. But tomorrow was another day. He'd talk to Demyx in the morning.

Axel lay down on his bed, and drifted off to sleep.

Okay! There's chapter one! More will happen in the next chapter, I swear.

Coming NEXT in 'One Week'

Chapter Two: 'Where are VI and IX?'

Axel wants to talk to Demyx about him and Zexion, but nobody can seem to find either. Coincidence? I think not.