Ok. I'm seriously having writers block with the other fic. Yet I'm making this story up only when I'm writing it.
Disclaimer: I only own the occasional plot of this fic.
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Emily's POV.
I woke up in a daze. My head began spinning as the events of, presumably, last night returned to me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. When done stretching, I finally took a look around my room. It was bare. But I was happy that there was no Nobody Insignia in this room, since I was definitely not a Nobody, and neither did I count anyone to be one.
Something felt weird. Probably the fact that it was pouring out side… I always felt related to the rain somehow.
A splash, or more like glob, of a dark color caught the corner of my eye, and I turned to face it. It was my coat. My coat was neatly folded and laying on a white chair, next to a white drawer with a seemingly transparent mirror, due to all the white. But this was preposterous.
If not for my ability to get used to dark or dimmed light with in seconds, any other person would think the folded coat was floating in mid air (heh, I doubt they'd even figure out it was their own coat)!!
BROOMBROORRRRR…….BRUMBROOOOO…….ROAR……
…Said the thunder, making me cringe in fear and surprise. Wait. I was cringing in fear of thunder instead of fearing what might happen to me in this place? Heh, looks like I know so much about Orgy 13 that not much scares me!! …………I think……………………………
There was a sudden knock on the door. I grabbed a (white) pillow and got off the bed. A few more knocks followed, but I was too…..eh…..fine…..scared to say "Come in." or "Yes?" or any other form of APPROPRIATE greeting I could use at the moment. Well, apart from screaming, that is.
The (white) door blasted open from the force of the foot that apparently kicked it. Three shadowy figures entered the room, (black) hoods draw up, breathing heavily and slowly surrounding me. They were like Dementors from Harry Potter, except the fowl smell was lost from these people-things.
One of them, apparently the leader, took a step closer, making me back up. I raised the (white) pillow in self defense. From behind my (white) pillow, I could only see a thin and curving waist line of one of the people besides me. The one in front of me made a mistake of taking my averted gaze to his advantage to pat my head.
And as his hand reached over to touch my head, I brought up my (white) pillow and began repeatedly hitting my 'offender'.
"OW!! Stop!! Sorry!! I didn't mean to scare you!!!" He screamed and yelled after each of my hits. I almost expected his friends to yell and attack me, but instead both fell over. Laughing.
"What -THUD- The –THUD- Heck –THUD- Is –THUD- Up –THUD- With –THUD- You!??!?!" Yelled the boy, who was now on the floor covered in (white) pillow feathers. One of his pals walked over to the (white) door and turned on the lights.
I blinked up to the light, trying to get used to it, and then looked back at my enemy. His hood had fallen back, to reveal a now messy mullet of dirty blond hair. I gasped. There is no way in HECK (or Heaven) that this particular person would EVER hurt a SOUL. It was Demyx. I whipped around to look at his buddies. Roxas was behind me and apprehensively looking over my already demolished (white) pillow….case.
The third person, with the curvy waist line, had promptly and rudely moved over to my bed, where he now sat, cross-legged, taking his hood off during a fit of dieing out giggles. It was Axel.
"Looks like you owe me 5 bucks now Dem." He said, once his "manly" chuckles disappeared. Demyx ignored the little reminder and walked over to me. We looked at each other for a few moments, before I felt a blush creep up to my cheeks. I was always a Demyx fangirl, and this was one of those moments.
The phrase that was stuck somewhere in my throat, came out quite unexpectedly.
"I'm sorry for hitting you like that." I said, turning my (crimson) face away. He chuckled.
"It's ok. I suppose it was only natural self defense. Although, if you had anything in your hand other than that pillow, this might have become quite serious." I turned back to face him, realizing that he had just commented my skills.
Oops.
We both stopped breathing. Our faces were less than centimeters apart…..
Axel let out a fake cough, causing Demyx and me to break our little moment.
"Hmmm…..Axel, looks like you owe Demyx 10 bucks now. She did apologize." Said Roxas, changing the subject less rudely than Axel.
Demyx hoorayed at his luck, while Axel took out a folded 5 dollar bill while rolling his eyes at the ceiling.
Axel padded his knees and sighed, "Well, since you are awake now, we'll leave Demyx here to chat with you while we wake your friends." He said, a little too prankster-like. "Lets go Roxas."
And so they left.
Now I was alone.
With the boy I always had a crush on.
Alone with him.
Wow.
I sighed, "Soooooo…?"
Jenny's POV.
Something was tickling my nose. It was soft…like a feather. With out any sane thoughts, I reached out and caught the whatever thing that had the feather, hugged to my chest, and rolled over unto my other side.
The thing kept on trying to pull away, but I only held the bony thing tighter. Wait. It's not supposed to be bony… I cracked open an eye and surveyed the thing slightly apprehensive. Oh. It was just a hand in a sleeve.
I snuggled it closer, thinking it was my new black pillow, and brought it up to my face, and rubbed it against my cheek… It was warm……
Realizing that "pillows" aren't warm unless you drool on them, my eyes snapped open and surveyed the hand. It was now limp, and I rubbed it against my cheek…again. I. Liked. It.
And so I bit it. Bit it like a would bite a roasted marsh mellow, teeth in first just incase it was too hot for my tongue.
The scream that followed was like a pretty little lullaby. It was good in its shrill self, but the low thunder made it just perfect… And so I started to fall back to sleep after the screech died out.
Wait.
…….
…….
…Pillows aren't this small…
I rolled over to survey the rest of the pillow. It was shaking on the ground in a ball. I also noticed a second one on the ground, and as I surveyed them closer, I saw one with blonde spikes, and the one in a ball with red spikes.
I felt my eyes swell as sleep left me conscious.
Oh.
I blinked to make sure I was still not dreaming.
Nope.
That means…
I JUST BIT AXEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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AND THAT'S A GOOD THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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AND NOW I'LL BE KILLED BY THE HANDS OF A HOT PYRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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AND THAT'S A GOOD THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Now how shall I celebrate?
And while I was thinking, Axel retreated his hand and rose to his full pyro form.
"You…" He said, but I was not paying attention.
"You…bit…my…hand…" He continued… Still no answer.
"You will suff…"
"Oh shuddup already, I know it was a death wish! You're not the first, so get your hott buttocks back in line already!" I yelled at him, not bothering to look. "Sheesh. So immature." Axel recoiled from my little outburst.
Roxas, meanwhile, was laughing his hot little head off.
And Axel didn't like that.
So he shot him with a fire ball.
I grabbed popcorn.
Roxas got up, summoned his keyblades and chucked them at Axel's head and hit 'Bulls Eye'
Axel clutched his face and summoned his chakrams and aimed them at Roxas.
And threw them.
Roxas dodged and began laughing as Axel's bruised eye and ego swelled.
Axel didn't like that.
So he came up to Roxas, grabbed him by the neck of his shirt, and pushed him up against the wall.
At this point I glomped them both.
………………Ok. Maybe it wasn't a glomp, but a full body tackle……but still…………….
They were just so hott… x3
"So where are my friends?" I asked while the two squirmed under me.
"If you get off, I'll tell you." Answered Axel, short on breath. I got off… reluctantly… and sat back on my bed.
"And….?" I asked again.
"One's room is right across from yours, and…" I was already out the door before he could continue.
BAM!!
1 down, 3 to go.
I –blasted- through the door across from mine and tackled the person who was lying on the bed.
Except there wasn't one.
So I slid across the bed spread and into the opposite wall.
Ouch.
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Alena's POV.
Somebody definitely came to my room.
How would I know?
Because I don't sleep walk, yet I woke up ON the bed.
Who carried me?
The light rose fragrance reached my nostrils.
OOoohh.
So Mr. Petals did.
Weird, that I was the one dubbed as him by my friends in school…
Speaking of which… Where are th?
BAM!!
1 found, 3 to go.
My door blasted open from a force and a disheveled, bed haired girl tackled 'me' on my bed.
Except I was sitting cross legged on the dresser.
So she messed up my bed sheets and hit the wall on the other side of the bed…
It's at times like these I wish I had camera.
Roxas and Axel followed Jenny into my room, but in a less noisy (and painful) way.
Axel did however trip over what remained of my door and fell face first into the floor. Roxas followed suite, but from laughter……..and not head first.
I really want that camera now…
Jenny jumped up and began searching for me, since the bed was empty. I waved my hand a little to gain her attention in the semidarkness. She walked over and hugged me in an answer and turned her attention to the former door.
"Axel, what where you saying about the whereabouts of the rest of my friends?" She asked the fallen, and I'm pretty sure bleeding, figure on the ground.
"Demyx is with one of your friends in the room to the left of this one, one is on the right from your room and the last girl is on the right of this one." He explained as fast as he could, trying to have as little to do with us as possible. Smart choice Axel, smart choice.
I got off the dresser and walked over to the two Organization members while Jenny followed and we helped the two up. Not bothering to even try to repair the demolished (I like this word…) door, we continued into the hall.
Jenny proceeded to wake up whoever room was to the right of her room and I went to my right.
As it turns out it was Caitlin's room.
Oh boy.
I approached the door and knocked slightly. There was no answer. I knocked louder and put my ear up to the door. Silence. I sighed and banged on the door.
"Oi!!! GET UP AND OPEN THE DOOR OR I'M COMING IN!!!!!!" I yelled and kicked the door.
Silence.
"Can't say I didn't warn her…" I sighed, kicked the door open and walked in. Caitlin lay upside down on the bed with her head hanging off. Whoever made her portal missed the floor by a few feet.
Darn.
As I suspected, this room also consisted of two other doors, one leading to the bathroom and one apparently to a closet.
…he…he…he…
I went into the bathroom and looked around. There was nothing there apart from the usual: counters with a few drawers, a toilet, and extendable shower head………………………………
x 3
I've found m weapon.
Lucy's POV.
I was very glad that Jenny was the one to poke me awake. Of course being poked isn't preferred, but it's better than being drenched with water, which was Alena's favorite method.
I sat up groggily and rubbed my eyes. I was disoriented and still felt tired.
I needed a brush very, very bad….. But I guess my fingers will do.
Jenny sat there, waiting for me to fully wake, since you NEVER want to see me in a bad mood, but since that's very hard to do, she wasn't too worried.
"So what's up?" I asked, still 'brushing' my hair.
"Not much, Axel, Demyx and Roxas woke up someone, then Axel and Roxas woke me, I woke Alena…" Chances are Alena was awake already, terribly light sleeper, "then she went to wake someone on the other side of the hall and I came to wake you."
"Oh…..yawn. What do we do now?"
"Meet up somewhere, trap Demyx, Axel and Roxas, question them, torture them if they don't answer, and if they do we torture them some more. DIBS ON AXEL!!" She explained, hitting her fist into her palm thoughtfully.
"Ah… Jenny? I don't think that's a great pl--…"
AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We both froze at the scream, but jumped off the bed two seconds later. We both knew that scream well. Something happened to Caitlin.
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Well, I'm leaving off hear for now. This was more like a filler than anything else. Sorry. I hope to get the next chapter up sometime today but it's more of a 50/50 chance. I still have 2 essays to type up.
REVIEW FOR CAITLIN'S SAKE!!!!