Authoress's Note: I am SO sorry for taking so long, everyone! I never expected to take this long to get the next oneshot up. Things just got really busy here, and I finally got a chance to sit down and write this. Enjoy!

Summary: Ria loses a bet with Demyx and Roxas. Some Zexion x Ria, pure humor and randomness; takes place shortly after Chapter 32 of The Spirited Reverie.

Disclaimer: If my closet was really a doorway to Kingdom Hearts, that would be interesting. But it's not, and I have to keep at least some semblance of sanity. I don't own anything KH related, just Ria.

Dedication: Yes, this is the first dedicated chapter. First, to Chaxra-san, for wondering if Ria ever DID go through Zexion's clothing (see the last note at the end of The Spirited Reverie, if you're curious). Secondly to Aerith08, because she rocks with the writing, and suggested something a little more comical. And lastly to my younger sister, for being the source of all the moogle ideas. Hopefully this story, and the following ones, will be funny!


You Know, You Are Staring

By

LadyDarkDreamer


Letting out another hard breath, Rianxan looked up at the blond boy standing over her, pressing the tip of a black keyblade very close to her throat. She caught his azure gaze with her own one of green-gold, and nodded slightly. As she let her fans disappear, Roxas lowered his own weapon and let it vanish in a flurry of light. His serious expression broke into a triumphant smile, and he offered her a hand.

A moment passed, and Ria finally took the hand. With a quick step back, Roxas helped her to her feet, and the brunette noticed absently that they were roughly the same height.

"Nice fight, guys!" someone called nearby, "I knew you could beat her, Roxas."

Turning her attention to the tall musician on the other side of the training room, Ria put her hands on her hips and gave him a look.

"This coming from the person who trained me?" she demanded playfully. "I would have thought you'd be on my side."

Demyx scratched his head, and grinned. "Sorry, Ria, but I've known Roxas longer," he said, "I couldn't just abandon my eldest friend! Can you imagine what the consequences of such an action would be?"

She didn't bother to answer; instead, she glared at him as he began to walk towards them.

When he finally made it halfway across the room, Ria shook her head and pushed her hair out of her face. She stretched briefly, and sighed as her muscles protested. When she had agreed to a practice fight against Roxas, she really hadn't expected the kid to be as fast as he had been. Or, for that matter, as determined to win. Roxas was a good friend and fun person to hang out with, but when it came to battles, he left all lightheartedness behind.

Truthfully, the fight had been part of a playful bet between the three. Whoever won got to put the losing person up to anything they could think of. Ria had agreed to it simply because she was bored…and, well, because who would pass up the chance like that?

Well, she hadn't expected Roxas to be such a fierce fighter. And here she was, twenty minutes later, waiting for her friends to decide on her…punishment?

That didn't really seemed like the right word, but it worked.

And so, as a silent not-so-well-thought-out act of revenge, Ria walked over and stood in front of Demyx, halting his progress. Before he could react, she snatched the bottle of water he was holding, and stalked off in a dramatic fashion.

"Hey, that's mine! What are you doing?" Demyx protested, reaching to take it back.

Ria sidestepped away, shaking her head.

"I'm the most exhausted person in the room," Ria countered, keeping just far enough away that he couldn't catch her, "I get the water."

Demyx protested again, and Ria caught Roxas rolling his eyes.

"Whenever you children happen to be finished," the blond said, crossing his arms, "There is brainstorming to be done. Demyx, she lost the bet, so we have to come up with something, quickly."

Ria waved a little as Demyx glared at her. He sighed a second later, and went to stand by Roxas. Smiling, Ria set the bottle on the floor and took off her cloak, tired of having the thing on. Unless she absolutely had to wear one, she tended to leave the cloaks in Zexion's closet. At this thought, she inspected the cloak, and was pleased to discover it was her own. She tended to rush when it came to getting ready for missions, or anything that required the Organization uniform. Sometimes, she ended up grabbing one of Zexion's cloaks instead of hers.

Folding the coat and setting it on the floor, Ria looked over at Roxas and Demyx. She could hear their hushed discussion, and wondered what type of ideas they could possibly be coming up with.

"How are the ideas coming?" she asked, giving them a questioning look. Roxas only glanced over at her, and suddenly smiled.

It wasn't a friendly smile; rather, it was a smile of sudden inspiration.

At least, that was the feeling she was getting.

Suddenly thinking that maybe she should quietly disappear, Ria grabbed her cloak and turned, walking towards the doors leading out of the training room. She tried to keep her steps light, but it was almost impossible in the large room. A quarter of the way to the exit, and one of the boys called her name. Sighing, she halted, and turned to face them. Both were grinning now as they approached, and came to stand next to her.

She considered running right that moment, but decided against it. She could only avoid them for so long until she was found.

Demyx rested one arm over her shoulder, still smiling, and said, "We've come up with a brilliant plan."

Ria inched away a bit, wondering what the heck the two of them had come up with. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

When Roxas cleared his throat, she turned her attention to him, and waited.

"You, Rianxan, Number Fourteen of the Organization," Roxas began, somehow managing to smile as he spoke, "Must return to the room you share with Zexion, while avoiding the actual Cloaked Schemer, and raid his closet."

Ria started to nod, then stopped when Roxas's words finally registered. She frowned in confusion, and gave him a questioning look. He just smiled, amusement in his eyes. She looked to Demyx, but still didn't get a further explanation.

Finally, she asked, "You want me to what?!"

"It's simple really; you have to—"

"What Roxas is trying to say," Demyx interrupted, leading her towards the door, "Is that you have to go through Zexion's clothing, pick out something, and wear it the rest of the day."

Ria's frown deepened. "Wait, why? How is that in any way a brilliant idea?" she questioned in protest. "You want me to wander around the Castle in someone else's clothes. Dem, that's not even embarrassing! What do you expect to possibly happen?"

"Nope, no more questions," Demyx said, stopping as they entered the hallway. "Once you do that, find Roxas and I and we'll continue from there."

Ria rolled her eyes, and sighed. "Demyx, what the—"

Before she could speak further, Demyx had waved his hand and opened a portal, pushing her through it. She stumbled into one of the dark corridors, and turned as the portal closed, grumbling.

She spent the next few minutes standing there, wondering if everyone in the Castle had truly gone mad.

xxx-/-/-XIV-/-/-xxx

"Are you sure she'll do this, Demyx?" Roxas asked, adjusting his cloak. He summoned one keyblade, twirling it idly.

The sitarist nodded. "Trust me, she will, no matter how weird it is," Demyx replied, standing just far away enough to avoid the blade hitting his head. "Are you sure you'll be to do something about the lights?"

Roxas watched him for a moment, and then it was his turn to nod. "Don't worry about it, I can manage perfectly fine. Leave the lights and the paint to me, and the rest will come together. Shouldn't you be going to the Land of Dragons, and Twilight Town?"

"Hey, I'm leaving you to your part of the plan. Leave mine to me."

He glanced at Roxas, and the boy shrugged.

"Well, get going," the keyblader advised, "Everything needs to be ready by tonight."

Demyx just smiled, and shook his head.

"You worry too much, Rox."

xxx-/-/-XIV-/-/-xxx

Sighing, Ria kicked her own clothes into the closet, still curious as to why she had to…borrow…some of Zexion's clothing. Thankfully he hadn't been in the suite when she arrived, and he still hadn't returned.

Though it was interesting to search through his clothes, she really didn't want to be caught in the act. It would be embarrassing by itself, and even more so if she told him she had lost a bet to Demyx and Roxas. The schemer was on acquaintance terms with the two boys at best—and while Ria was also sort-of-friends with Axel, Zexion still disliked the redhead— and would probably find it ridiculous she had even agreed to a bet with them.

Grabbing her own cloak, she put it on as she walked through the bedroom. Entering the living room, she went to leave, but stopped with her hand on the doorknob.

Where exactly was she supposed to go now?

Demyx hadn't really specified what room they would be in. Though, chances were that if she wandered around long enough, she would find them.

So, leaving the suite, she set out searching for them. They weren't in the training room or the lounge, so Ria headed for the next logical place: the kitchen.

Too lazy to open a portal, she let her feet carry her along the familiar way to the kitchen while she focused on her own thoughts. Distracted, of course, she didn't realize there was anyone in front of her until she ran right into them.

Stumbling, Ria barely found her balance as she started to fall. Standing, she looked up to apologize to whoever she had hit, silently hoping it wasn't Saix or Xemnas. Relief passed over her when her eyes were met with fiery hair, and she smiled as Axel glared at her.

"You need to stop daydreaming all the time, Catty," the redhead advised, gazing down at her. Ria glared up at him in return, sidestepping around him to ruffle his already incredibly unruly hair.

"Sorry, comes with the job," she countered, putting her hands on her hips as she walked backwards, passing him. As clumsy as she could be sometimes, she somehow managed not to fall flat on her back. Axel turned around to keep her in view, now glaring at her.

Moving to follow her, he shook his head. "What job?" he asked.

Deciding it was better not to tempt fate, she halted until she could walk side-by-side with the pyro. After a moment, she said, "You know, the being a powerful Nobody in the amazing group called the Organization. I am called the Spirited Reverie, Axel, so wouldn't it be weird if I didn't happen to daydream occasionally?"

When all he did was shrug, she smiled.

"The same goes for you, I think," she continued, smirking, "Your name is the 'Flurry of Dancing Flames', and it fits you perfectly. Your element is fire, and you fight like it's some sort of dance of life or death. "

When she glanced over at him, she found him giving her a surprised look. "I do not dance when I fight!" Axel declared, throwing up his hands. "What kind of comparison is that?"

He set a hand on her shoulder to stop her, but she only smiled and shrugged it off. "I would have thrown in a few adjectives, for your benefit," she added, amusement flashing in her eyes, "But I didn't think you needed any more compliments."

Axel sputtered indignantly, only to halt when her grin widened. She heard him sigh, and he was quiet for a few minutes after. Then, suddenly, he asked, "Did you steal one of Zexion's cloaks again?"

Ria, surprised, quickly looked at him. "No, not this time. Why?"

"Zexy complains about it often enough," Axel replied, as they came to stand outside the arched kitchen doorway. "Besides, Demyx and Roxas told me about their plan."

Frowning, Ria turned to question him, but immediately felt someone grab her from behind. Her mouth was covered by a hand, and some sort of blindfold was tied over her eyes before she could defend herself. Still, she squealed in protest and kicked backward with the two-inch heel of one boot. Her heel encountered someone's shin, and she smiled internally as she heard a curse behind her. The grip on her arms loosened, and she took the opportunity to bite the fingers covering her mouth. A second later she moved to take off the blindfold and run, but someone grabbed her again, keeping a firm hold on her even when she stomped her heel into their instep again.

"Ow! Ria, will you quit with that?" a familiar voice, belonging to a certain keyblade wielder, asked.

In response, she relaxed, a plan of escape already forming in her mind. She may have agreed to complete the bet, but she wasn't about to let them drag her somewhere without a fight! Someone would end up injured, if she got another chance. It didn't even bother her that these people were her friends, they would still get their male behinds kicked. She trusted them, but still…they had chosen to try and restrain her.

Yeah, they were definitely paying for this later.

Finally, Roxas loosened his hold on her arms a bit, and she quickly relaxed all her muscles. Since she stopped holding her own weight, Roxas was forced to keep her standing. Taking her chance, she threw herself forward, attempting to execute a blind roll. She was stopped however, as another person caught her halfway through and swept her off her feet.

Seething, she sighed heavily, her mouth once again covered by a gloved hand.

I swear, she thought angrily to them, I'm going to kill you all.

"Of course you are," another voice, Axel's, replied.

As they started to move, she growled, even though it was muffled.

Whoever is carrying me, put me down before you lose something important, she threatened. I am not some distressed princess from a backwater world who ended up conjuring a dragon when she messed around with too much magic. She knew she was rambling now, as she usually did when she was upset, but it didn't matter. Hopefully the boys would get the point.

"Well, we know that, Catty," Axel piped in again. "After all, you are the dragon."

Her eyes narrowed under the blindfold, and she struggled against the person carrying her.

"Dem, if you're not going to keep her from escaping, give her to me," the redhead added.

Well, at least now I know who to hunt down first, she noted in thought, hoping it would convince Demyx to let her go. It didn't, of course, so she was forced to endure being carried.

Today was turning into a nightmare.

xxx-/-/-XIV-/-/-xxx

A few hours later—well, she guessed it was about that much—Ria found herself standing in one of the few empty rooms the Castle possessed. The lighting was dull, seeing as half the actual bulbs were burnt out, and the cloak she had been wearing was gone. Roxas had asked to borrow it, not giving a reason, and she had parted with it after a few minutes of arguing. The boy had disappeared, as had Demyx, leaving Axel to watch her.

"What the hell is going on, Axel?" she asked pointedly, having nothing else to do.

The redhead only smiled, and shrugged.

"Well, did Roxas happen to tell you why exactly I had to steal Zexion's clothes? I would really like to know, just in case he asks in the future."

This time, Axel looked surprised. He pushed away from the wall he had been leaning against, and lowered his arms to his sides.

"Those two told you to steal his clothes?" Axel asked, his voice filled with both curiosity and disbelief.

When she nodded, an amused smile spread across Axel's face, and Ria shook her head. Axel laughed.

"Well, I really have no idea," he eventually said. "I can only guess it was to keep you busy."

At hearing this, Ria gave him a look. "Why would they want to keep me busy?"

"Oh, that I'm not going to tell," Axel replied, spreading his hands in front of him and giving her an innocent smile.

She scowled, and decided to turn her attention to the floor. She was known to show that smile every once in a while, and she didn't like seeing it used against her.

"Never again," Ria muttered, "Will I make a bet with Demyx and Roxas."

"So, what articles of clothing did you steal from Zexy?"

Hearing this, Ria turned to give Axel a look.

"You can see perfectly well, Axel. Would you like me to stand up and model it for you as well?"

"Such harsh sarcasm, Catty; I was just asking. It's not everyday that someone goes through the schemer's wardrobe."

Ria caught his gaze after this, and the next several seconds that passed were quiet. Finally, she sighed, and decided there was no harm in the question. Truthfully, she hadn't really thought much about the clothing she had grabbed. She had just reached for anything she liked, tried it on, and kept was fit the best. She had actually been surprised to find anything that fit, since Zexion was about four inches taller than her and weighed more.

Standing, she glared once at Axel for good measure, and turned around in a circle. She had kept her own boots, and just stolen a pair of pants and a shirt. Zexion's wardrobe consisted of mostly dark colors, so she had chosen a pair of dark blue jeans that were a little long, but fit fairly well. Ria had been quite surprised to find an actual white, long-sleeved shirt buried in the back of one of the dresser drawers. Black stitching contrasted with the brightness, and she had taken a moment to seriously wonder whether not it was actually Zexion's. She still wasn't quite sure, but she had put it on anyway.

All in all, the clothes were quite comfortable…and they smelled like Zexion.

Ria smiled, despite herself; that fact made waiting easier. She was in some random room in the Castle, waiting for her friends to return and tell her to rest of the bet. It had been early evening when she had gone looking for Demyx and Roxas, so she could only guess that it was getting late. Zexion was probably looking for her, so the sooner the bet was over with, the better.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Ria rested her chin in her hands and waited.

"How long till they get back?" she eventually asked, turning her head to where Axel was sitting against the wall.

As if to answer her question, a fairly large portal opened in the middle of the room. A cloaked figure, namely Demyx, stepped through…

…leading a solid black, tall horse beside him.

Jumping up in surprise, Ria opened her mouth to demand why there was a horse in the room, but found she couldn't speak. When she looked to Demyx, she found him grinning wildly at her. So, she looked to Axel, and found him smirking just as much.

Finally, she found her voice, "Demyx, in the name of all the worlds, what the heck are you doing? Why did you bring a horse here? Where's Roxas? Why the hell are you grinning at me like that?"

The musician didn't seem phased by her questions, and reached for something draped across the saddle on the horse's back. He tossed it over the horse towards her, and she caught it by impulse, discovering it was a cloak. More specifically, her cloak.

As her grip tightened on it, she frowned as she discovered there was something oily on the leather. Running her hand across one portion, she turned her palm upward and looked down at it, wondering what the stuff was.

"What did you do to my cloak, Dem?" she demanded, holding it away from her.

Demyx only shook his head, and motioned for her to come closer. "Trust me, there's no time; Roxas is going to be finished anytime now."

Her frown only deepened at hearing this. "What have you two been doing, and what does it have to do with me?" she questioned warily.

"Will you put your cloak on, please? We don't have time," he said quickly, looking up at the ceiling briefly.

Still confused, Ria sighed heavily and unfolded her cloak, quickly putting it on as she walked over to where Demyx was standing. The horse watched her with dark, friendly chocolate eyes. Offering her hand for the magnificent creature to sniff, Ria suddenly recognized the steed as the mare she had ridden during her first mission. She and Demyx had gone to the Land of Dragons, and Ria had been struck by inspiration upon discovering the stables. An early-morning ride had resulted, and even in the cold snow of the mountain pass, it had been a lot of fun.

The mare eagerly nuzzled her hand, only to snort and shift her weight as she sniffed Ria's cloak.

Remember the oily residue, Ria turned her attention to Demyx.

"Seriously, Dem, what are you up too?" she asked calmly, not wanting to make the horse nervous.

Suddenly, the dim lights flickered, and Demyx nodded. Before Ria could move, Axel had come up behind and lifted her into the air so that she was half across the mare's back. The horse beneath her shifted at the unexpected weight, and Ria cursed as she grabbed the mare's mane. In danger of sliding off, she hoisted her leg over the mare and pulled her forward, settling into the saddle. When the lights flickered again, Demyx led the mare forward, and Ria quickly moved her feet into the stirrups and grabbed the reins. It took her a minute to remember how to hold them correctly, and by that time Demyx had led them through another portal.

When they emerged, Roxas was standing in the middle of a wide hallway, his keyblades out and spinning. The lights wavered again, and finally went out completly.

Belatedly remembering that Roxas's element was light, Ria frowned as she realized what he was doing: knocking out all the electricity in the Castle That Never Was.

And then, the identity of the oily stuff on her cloak swiftly became known.

It was glow-in-the-dark paint, and her entire cloak was covered in it…and so was the mare.

Turning to where she thought Demyx was, Ria frowned. "What is this, you guys? Are you crazy? We're going to get caught!"

"Not if you listen closely," came Roxas's voice, somewhere nearby. "Axel, Demyx, if you would?"

Wondering what exactly he meant, Ria felt the mare shaking her head, and discovered that Demyx had let go on the bridle. She adjusted her hold, settling the horse down as she had learned to do as a young teenager. The mare calmed, and Ria felt a hand reaching for the hood behind her head. She looked to the right, and found Axel standing there. He stood on his toes, bringing the hood over Ria's head. Before she could question this action, she spotted Demyx opening a portal.

"Okay, here's the deal, oh great Mistress of the Moogle Apocalypse," Roxas said, coming to stand beside Axel. "As you've already noticed, you and the horse are covered in glowing paint. Demyx, after the little moogle escapade courtesy of Xigbar and Luxord, wants revenge on them. We've decided to also include Xemnas in our little prank, since you've manage to convince us he might be afraid of the little creatures. Demyx has a few connections, and convinced some of the moogles from Twilight Town to visit the Castle. The cute little things will accompany you on your gallop through the dark hallways as you shout about the invasion. Once you run out of hallway, teleport to Xemnas's room and scare the heck out of him, and return here. We'll get rid of the evidence, and no one will be the wiser. By morning, everyone will hopefully think Superior is insane, and it will be a good day."

As all of this sank in, Ria really had no idea how to respond. Before she could fully organize her thoughts, Demyx arrived with several dozen moogles flying after him. Many were whispering quietly, and the word 'kupo' was repeated countless times.

At that moment, the mare began to prance sideways. As Roxas stepped back, Axel chose to smack the mare's rump. The horse jumped forward into a fast canter, and she heard Demyx shout good luck as she took off, the moogles quickly following after her.

Righting herself in the saddle, Ria controlled the mare the best she could, letting her decide where to go. The ride was dark and fast, and Ria mentally cursed her friends for making her go through with this. This feeling quickly faded, though, as she remembered how much she loved to go horseback riding. With the moogles following her, the hilarity of the prank began to set in, and she smiled to herself as she guided the mare around a corner.

Soon, she began shouting a loudly as she could. Anything about moogles that came to her mind, she called out, letting her voice carry as she passed. The moogles joined her with simultaneous chorus of their trademark phrase, and she laughed. The black mare seemed to sense Ria's amusement, and added her own excited neighs to the noise. All too soon, Ria found herself running out of corridors to run through.

Quickly, she opened a dark portal with a thought, and everyone plunged through. Hooves clattered on marble as they entered Xemnas's large room, and Ria guided the mare in a tight circle. Xemnas wasn't in the room, as far as she could see, so she opened another portal and cantered through the nearby hallways. Soon enough, she found him and Saix, along with Luxord and Marluxia gathered at one junction.

Screaming cute, bloody moogle revenge, Ria urged the mare into a gallop. The four members scattered in the wake of the mare's hooves and the assault of moogles. The little creatures paused for only a moment to surround the men, before hurrying after Ria and the portal she opened.

xxx-/-/-XIV-/-/-xxx

Nearly two, carefree days later, Ria found herself in the library playing cards with Roxas and Axel. Luxord had attempted to join the game, only to leave when all three teenagers had protested violently.

Of course, Axel had suggested they play poker. Despite the fact she had no idea how to play, Ria had agreed, as long as it wasn't strip poker.

Axel had argued with her, only stopping when Roxas said he wouldn't play that type under any circumstance. Axel had sighed dramatically at this, but nodded.

Both Nobodies turned out to be decent players, but terrible teachers. When they attempt to show Ria how the game worked, she just couldn't catch on.

And now, as the library door once again opened, Ria threw down her cards and gave up. She stretched, settling back into the soft cushions of the sofa and closing her eyes.

She stayed there for a long while, enjoying the relative quiet. Then she heard approaching footsteps, and a shadow passed over her face. Wondering who was standing over her, she opened her eyes and found herself gazing into familiar ones of dark ice.

"Zexion," she said, smiling. As she moved to sit up, she noticed his eyes drifting down to where she had her knees prompted against the back of the couch. Her smile changed to one of calm interest as he met her eyes again.

"Ria, may I ask exactly why you are wearing my pants?" Zexion asked, his features calm.

Despite herself, Ria laughed softly. When she looked to Zexion again, though, she felt a mild blush forming across her nose and cheeks. She glanced at Roxas and found him fighting to suppress a grin. Meanwhile, Axel looked fairly surprised.

"Wait, wait, wait," the redhead said, setting down his cards and standing up. "Those are Zexy's pants? Aren't they leather?"

Shifting uncomfortably, Ria looked down, and realized that they did, in fact, seem to be leather. It was strange, because she hadn't actually noticed that before. Zexion had been gone when she had woken up this morning, so she had followed a mischievous impulse and raided his dresser again. She had selected these pants simply because they were soft, comfortable, and fit. They were black, of course, so she had worn her boots and a rich green shirt with it.

"I guess so," she observed, sitting up slowly.

Zexion continued to watch her carefully, and Axel seemed to be enjoying the situation.

"And you took them from Zexion?" he asked.

Shrugging, Ria glanced up at the schemer, and nodded. Still, there was no reaction on his face.

"Oh, this is priceless," Axel declared happily, "Who knew that Zexion, Number Six and the most secretive of us all, actually owned a pair of leather pants. Why didn't you ever tell us?"

Ria noticed Zexion's eyes sharpening at Axel's questions, but the man barely glanced in the redhead's direction. Slowly, Ria being to stand up, feeling it would probably be better to leave soon. Walking around the sofa, she touched Zexion's arm gently. Her eyes purposely darted to Axel, because she knew Zexion would notice, and she then gestured minutely to the doorway. Zexion barely nodded, and she responded with a smile.

She started to walk towards the door, and ventured a peek at Axel and Roxas. Zexion moved to follow her, and Axel didn't seem bothered by the fact that he hadn't answered any of the questions.

"This is…I don't know, an amazing discovery," Axel continued. "Come on, Rox, let's go tell Xigbar."

Roxas rolled his eyes at this, but Axel didn't seem to notice that, either.

Ria sighed, and quickly grabbed Zexion's arm, dragging him out of the library as quickly as she could.

"I'm really sorry about that, Zex," she said, as soon as they were out of hearing range. "I never expected Axel to make a big deal out of it."

She looked over at him, and found Zexion half-smiling. He nodded, and took her hand after a second as they walked down the corridor.

"I still want to know why you decided to steal the pants," he mused, giving her a questioning look.

She laughed at this, the sound echoing like bright sunshine down the hallway. Slipping her hand out of his, she walked ahead of him and turned to pose, her hands on her hips. She smiled at him, and shook her head as she found him watching her. So, she proceeded to walk slowly down the hallway, finally looking over her shoulder. She laugh quietly, as she found him still watching her.

After a moment, she said, "You know, Zexion, you are staring."


End Note: Hopefully this was a good bit of humor, and wasn't too rushed or anything. xD Again, I'm sorry it took me so long to update! I'll start working on the next, and get it up as soon as I can! Sorry I don't have much to say, but it's REALLY late here, and I'm tired. If anyone has any suggestions for future stories, let me know! I've got a few already, and some of my own ideas to start working on, but more are always welcome. Reviews?

-LadyDarkDreamer (AKA Silver)-