I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'M SORRY ABOUT THE LATE CHAPTER! It's only half my fault, I swear! I made up for it, I think. The chapter's long. Don't shoot me::shot::

bloody corpse gets up Well, first of all, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Second, that really hurt. I feel sad. Third, I'm lazy, so I bang my head against a wall. Fourth, I REALLY DON'T WANT TO EDIT THIS. ::edits anyways...::

I hope you like. :D

Oblivious

Chapter 3:

"A Reviving Call"

BEEP BEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP BEE—SMASH.

I. Hate. Alarms.

Myed shifted next to me on my nifty double bed, which just barely fit us both, and groaned.

"Whyyyy must breakfast be at eight?"

I grumbled a weak "I don't know," and peeked up at my clock. 7:01. You get up that early for school, not weekend breakfast!

But the weekend meant I could do whatever I wanted the whole day. Marluxia had his counseling today and tomorrow, but it only lasted an hour. I could play my sitar while waiting. Or sneak into Marly's room and get that flower.

But first, I needed a shower.

I rolled out of bed lazily and fell with a hard thunk on the floor.

"Ooooowww...!" I wailed. "I forgot it was hardwood floor, not carpet!"

"That's your own fault."

"I'm telling Mom to put carpet in here when she comes and visits..."

Slowly I got up and undressed, then wrapped myself in a big, thick robe, shivering the whole while.

"They have heating here, but I can't control it! It's not hot enough."

"That's why staying under the covers is a good thing."

"But I wanna eeeeat..."

"Go away, then. I wanna sleep. Eating is for the weak." He rolled over onto his stomach and fell silent. I glared at him, but he was fast asleep again. I walked out the door.

And saw that 7:00 was a very popular time to get up.

It seemed like the whole hospital was taking a shower at that time. There were a lot of showers, but it still took me half an hour waiting in line to get a stall.

As I walked in the stall, I noticed a piece of paper (slightly runny from the steam in the room) that said, "If you're up 7:00 or later, please try to take a ten minute shower. If you're up earlier, or after breakfast, please limit yourself to twenty minutes as to not waste our water." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Looked like I was getting up earlier. I can't take a ten minute shower. It's impossible.

I was turning on the water when I was suddenly lying on the ground. I blinked, confused, then felt someone on top of me.

"WHAT THE...! Oh." I shoved the person off me and turned around, and realized it was Myed.

"Hiiiii, Demmy! I'm doing better now with half an hour more sleep!" he chirped.

"Yeah," I growled, "but I waited half an hour to get into this shower, and now you will wait to take one as well."

"... But Deeeemmyyyy..."

"You're not taking one with me!"

"But why not? You've seen me before."

Like now. But I didn't say anything about that. "That... doesn't matter. For the sake of awkwardness, go away."

But he ignored me, and turned on the water to the shower.

AND IT WAS COLD.

"Holy crap!" I squealed, jumping/twitching to get away from the water. If looks could kill, Myed would've been dead long ago, I death-glare him so much.

"Eek, that's cold," he remarked. I made a 'pfft' sound.

"I hate you." The water was warmer now, so I stepped into it and started to wash.

As I expected, the shower took more than ten minutes, even though I tried to go as fast as I could. But it didn't matter, since the sign said to TRY and take ten minutes, and I tried. It just didn't work.

I sent Myed to fetch my gel and hairspray, and got into my robe in the meanwhile. I had the luck to be placed a couple doors down from the showers, so Myed didn't take too long. When he got back, I literally took a handful of gel and stroked it once through my hair. With that one stroke, it was gone.

Damn my thick hair.

I used half the bottle of gel and a fourth of the hairspray to get my hair to lay right, and by then, it was 8:00.

"Fuck!" I screamed, earning a few glances from other people. "We're gonna be late for breakfast! It's already too short!" I ran to my room, dragging Myed, to set the world record of fastest clothe-putting-on.

And because of my pwning dressing skillz, we made it to breakfast by 8:05.

"You're late," a voice rumbled behind me.

Well, they didn't actually rumble. It was Marluxia who said it, and his voice is kinda high, so he can't rumble real well.

"Hi Marly!" I peeped, jumping around to face him. Myed waved. Lumaria was standing next to him, so I said hi to him as well.

"Hey Demyx," Marluxia laughed, patting my head. I flinched.

"The hair, the hair, watch it! I spent a long time on it this morning!"

Marluxia laughed again. "Sorry," he apologized, putting the strands of hair that had fallen back into place. "We haven't gotten breakfast yet. Still waiting for Saix. He usually takes a while."

As if on queue, Saix came out of nowhere and greeted us.

"Shall we get breakfast?"

I answered the question by bounding away (once I'm up, I'm up) to get in line. Myed and Marluxia followed right behind me, and Lumar and Saix just walked to the line.

Suddenly, I got a brilliant idea. I bent next to me to whisper to Myed. Marluxia leaned in to hear.

Myed grinned at me and nodded. Then ran full-tackle into Saix.

"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?"

Again I was left out, but I didn't mind. I watched as Demyx and Marluxia ran to the breakfast line, eager to eat, but it was early in the morning, and I didn't feel like running.

You lazy ass. It was Roy.

'Hm?'

Nothing.

I got up behind Demyx and Marluxia, who were now... whispering among themselves. Demyx looked up at me... and for some reason, I felt like running away.

They split up, and I mentally shrugged. Whatever.

And then the air got knocked out of me as I got tackled by nothing.

"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?" was my first reaction.

WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!? was all my head's voices reaction.

That defies the laws of physics! screamed Lily. I flinched, not knowing what to do.

'I don't feel anything, but it's hard to breathe and I can't get up...' I groaned.

That's just fucking weird.

I ignored him. "Myed? Lumar? ... Get off? I can't breathe..."

Nothing changed, except for the fact that I could breathe again, and got up off the floor. Demyx and Marluxia were laughing hysterically. From a bystander's point, especially Dem's and Marly's point, that scene was probably pretty funny. And we did attract somewhat of a crowd.

"That was fucking weird," I complained, mirroring Roy's words and rubbing my chest. It was kind of sore now.

"Oh my god," Demyx sighed, rubbing the tears from his eyes, "that was so funny. I didn't know that other people could be effected by Myed!"

"Me neither," Marluxia agreed, "I've never tried it."

"Thank you for experimenting on me, but that hurt," I scolded. Falling to the floor in a forty-miles-per-second collision wasn't my idea of staying alive.

"Oh, you're fine."

"Rawr."

(AN: Haha, Saix rawred. xDD)

Thankfully, nothing else that caused pain happened throughout the entire three minutes of standing in line for our meal, but by the time we sat down, I was tired of randomly losing my balance and almost falling again.

"Would you guys knock it off?"

"Awww," Demyx whined, "but it's funny to watch!"

"You should see how it feels."

"Ha, that would probly be more entertaining. What's it feel like?"

"Nothing. For some reason, my body just randomly tips to the side. I feel a push, but I don't feel anything pushing, if that makes sense."

"Kinda, I guess." Marluxia grinned. "You don't mind if we experiment in my room after my counseling session, right?"

Demyx banged his head against the table. "Oh right, those."

"I guess not..." I flinched. "But nothing that hurts."

"Right right. That would be mean."

Thankfully, Myed and Lumaria didn't bother me while I was eating.

"So, how was your's and Marluxia's night last night?" asked a purely (NOT) innocent Demyx.

The milk I was drinking somehow found it's way out my nose.

Breakfast had been terribly fun, but now it was time for us to break up for an hour so Marluxia could go to his counseling session. After hugs were exchanged outside the cafeteria (Saix rather reluctantly), we all went our separate directions. I walked to the elevator, and when it came, shoved myself between a few people to get inside before it got full. I didn't want to wait for it to come back.

"Demyx," Myed prodded, "you forgot to call Zexion last night."

"Shit, you're right! I got caught up with Marly, Saix and Lumar..." I mentally banged my head against a wall. I'm so forgetful sometimes.

"God, your memory's horrible."

"You didn't remember either. Plus, the author didn't read her first chapter all too well, and also totally forgot. Oh well. I'll just call him when I get to my room."

The elevator door opened on level C, and I squeezed myself out of the mass of people just before the door closed.

"Ugh, it's so crowded here. You'd think it would be less densely populated since it's a high-class hospital..."

"Yeah, so you'd think," Myed shrugged, "but this is the only high-end mental hospital in the country."

"Where'd you hear that?"

"Lumaria."

"Yeah, he's been here for a while. Probly knows some things about the place."

I opened the door to my room, let Myed inside, and immediately flopped onto my bed, picking up my cell phone off the nightstand. I dialed Zexion's cell phone number, crossed my fingers, and pushed 'call'.

My heart skipped a beat as I heard the ringing of a connecting call. I waited for a few rings, then a click as someone picked up.

"Hello?"

I was silent for a second, totally unbelieving that my cell phone wasn't taken away, and my phone plan was still intact.

"Is anyone there?"

"ZEXION!" I squealed, nearly crying in happiness. "Oh my god, I can't believe I'm calling you right now!"

"Demyx! Hey, how are you doing? You haven't called me in a while!"

"Ah, well you haven't either."

"True. So, what's up?"

I felt my body relax, and I leaned against the head of my bed. Myed curled up next to me and listened to our conversation.

"Oh, things are horrible, yet not too bad."

"Hm? What happened?"

"Mom sent me to a mental hospital."

"... ... ... ... Huh?"

"Mom sent me to a mental hospital."

"Yeah, I heard you..." There was a pause.

"Zexy?"

"Agh, that bitch!"

"Awww, it's not too bad," I reassured. "I made friends, and it's an expensive hospital, so the food's really good and stuff." I wound a piece of hair around my finger. "You know how only you can see Myed?"

"... Yeah..."

"I found someone else who can, too."

"Huh? Really?"

"Yeah. His name's Marluxia."

"Hm. Kinda sounds like Lumaria, the guy Myed talks to."

"That's his alter ego."

"Oh, really? Can you see him?"

"Yeah."

"Is he cute?"

I laughed. "Yeah, but not as cute as Marluxia. Lumar has short brown hair and looks kinda manly, but Marly... He's a little fruitcake."

I heard a snort from the other end of the line.

"He's got long, pink hair," I gestured, even though Zexion couldn't see me, "and he loves to fidget with it. He also loves flowers. He must have come from a rich family, because his parents paid to get his room altered and completely filled with plants! That place is amazing. He knows so much about plants. He created a black rose with his knowledge of hybrids. I think you'd like it. You like black."

"Sounds like you've been having fun."

"Yeah, it's really nice so far. Of course, I haven't gone to school yet..."

"There's school there?"

"Mm-hm, and there're college courses, too. School's only Monday through Thursday, and gets out an hour earlier than my old school. Plus, I think you only need to do an hour of homework max a day."

"That's great! Maybe I should convince my mom to get me enrolled there..."

"Haha, that would be funny. Get voices in your head somehow or something!"

"She'd never go for it."

"Suicide attempt?"

"That would just get me into prison, not a mental hospital."

"Say your imaginary friend told you to do it."

"Then I'd go to a mental prison, and those are worse."

"Hm."

"Where's the hospital at?"

"A wonderful, happy place called Pleasantville."

"That's only an hour away from where I live. I live in the next city away."

Oh yeah. Did I mention his family moved last year? I didn't? Well, it was just another way to separate us. I really freaked Zexion's family out.

"But the name. Ain't it ironic?"

"It's a wonderful name. Makes you feel happy."

"Hooray. It's working wonders."

Zexion laughed. I smiled to myself, knowing Zexion was only himself around me and Myed. "I haven't heard you laugh in months."

"Shut up," he harrumphed.

"You need to visit."

"I do. You can introduce me to your new friends."

I nodded. "Uh-huh. I think you and Saix would get along well."

"Saix?"

"He just got out of college. He's got blue hair and an X scar across the bridge of his nose, but he won't tell me where it came from. Fun to mess with, that guy. Myed tackled him today, and he didn't know what hit him. He's really smart, though. Majored in psychology."

"Whoa," Zexion whistled, "he must be really smart. What's he there for?"

"Voices in his head. They apparently teach him things."

"That's weird. Are you comfortable being around him?"

"Oh, he's fine. Anyways, he's Marluxia's boyfriend, so he wouldn't do anything to me."

"So they're gay."

"Well duh. Marluxia? Roses? Pink hair? Shyeah."

"I hope they stay together. I dun want my Demmy to be stolen from me." I could just hear the pout coming from the other line.

"Aw, don't worry. I'll never be stolen... just borrowed."

The pout got louder. "Deeeemmyyyy... You're mean."

I laughed. "Well, I'd better get off. I don't want my mom to get mad at me for taking up too many minutes. And she knows your phone number."

"Gah, I hope she doesn't take away your phone."

"If she does, I'll just use the hospital phone. I memorized your number as well!"

"Good. I want to hear updates from you at least once a week!"

"I will, I will," I reassured, flicking my hand. "When will you come visit?"

"Hmm... how about tomorrow? My mom wanted to go shopping up there anyways, and I'll just tag along."

"Tomorrow?! I was hoping you'd come soon, but eek! I've gotta decorate my room and stuff!"

"So another day?"

"NUUU! Tomorrow! I'll manage!"

"Wow. This'll be the first time we've seen each other in a year."

"Maybe this move was a good thing." I smiled.

"Maybe. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okies! Bai bai!"

"See ya."

Click.

I snapped my phone shut, and sat there for a second, grinning like a maniac. Then my body tensed up, and I spazzed all over the bed.

"ZEXION'S COMING TOMORROW! OH MY GOD! I'VE GOTTA DO STUFF!" I screamed happily, and fell off the bed. I rushed over to a box labeled 'posters and stuff', and sifted through it to find my large assortment of tacks and things that were able to be hung on the walls. It was a large stack. I looked at the clock, which shone 9:30, giving me permission to hang up all my posters in one sitting.

"Marly's out of counseling at ten. Myed, help me put these up so we can meet him and Saix on time."

I heard the sound of bed springs bouncing back into place, which meant Myed had gotten off the bed. "Alright. Should I just put 'em anywhere, or do you want to tell me where to put them?"

"Anywhere should be fine. Just make sure that no wall is showing."

"M'kay."

So half an hour passed, with lots of blood and guts due to 'accidental' poking of each other's skin, and by the time we were done, I felt as if I had lost half my weight in blood.

Well no, not really. But Myed did poke me several times with a tack. It hurt.

At ten we were done, and I stood back by the door to admire our work. Like I had said, not a single inch of wall was showing, and I was very proud of myself. It takes careful planning to place posters so that all of them are showing, but so that the pattern is random, and no wall is peeking out. No really, you should try it. See how hard it is yourself. You might think it's easy, but NO, life has to be hard on you, and there's always this one spot that you can't seem to cover up unless you put a poster there and then you cover up all the other ones around it...

And I'm ranting.

"Our work here is done!" I finalized, putting a thumbs-up in Myed's direction. "Now let's get down to the counseling office!"

Myed nodded, and we ran out the door, down the stairs (because the elevator just closed, and since the building has ten floors, and the elevator is constantly full, it takes a while to get back to floor C. It took five minutes last time I tried, and I could've just taken the stairs then!), past the lobby, and came up to Marluxia's counselor's door just as he came out. Saix was already standing there, and looked at my gasping self with amusement.

"Just in time."

"Yeah," I huffed, "me and Myed have a trouble getting places on time."

"I noticed," laughed Marluxia. "So what did you guys do while I was in counseling?"

"I just took a nap."

"As for me," I pointed to myself, "I talked to my friend Zexion! I haven't talked to him in months!"

"Oh, whatcha guys talk about?" Marluxia tilted his head slightly to the side. I inwardly giggled. Marly was so girly.

"Well, I told him I was in a mental hospital. He wasn't too happy about that. But guess what?"

"He's coming?"

I stared at Marluxia. "How'd you know?"

"Lucky guess. When's he coming?"

"Tomorrow."

"Where does he live?" asked Saix.

"Only about an hour away from here. He moved from being a neighbor to about an eight hour drive away from my house. His family didn't like me."

"Was he your boyfriend?"

"You really need to stop reading my mind, Marly. It's kinda scary."

"Sorry," he laughed, shaking his head, "but you're predictable."

"You've only known me for two days now!"

"That's how predictable you are."

"Meanie," I pouted, and started walking in the direction of Marluxia's room. It was the best place to hang out, because of the... decorations. And I had to get my black rose. That was also a big reason.

"We going to my room again?"

"Yaw, your room's awesome!"

"I'd have to agree with that," nodded Saix.

"I forgot my rose yesterday."

"That you did. I need to cut you one once we get to my room."

"Cut it right as we get there, so you don't forget!"

"Don't leave it in my room."

"I'll just have Myed hold on to it the whole time."

"Demmyyyy!" Myed whined.

"When will we get to see your room?" Saix questioned.

"Oh, tomorrow, when Zexion comes to visit. I'll invite everyone over."

We reached Marluxia's room then, and he let us in. Immediately, I bounded over to the black rose bush in the corner of his room and bounced up and down impatiently as he retrieved a pair of scissors to cut the flower with. Once he did, he wrapped it up carefully in a dry towel and gave it to me. I looked at it... and suddenly got a huge urge to open my mouth and gnaw on it.

"Dem, no eating the flower," Myed scolded next to me. I pouted and set the flower on Marluxia's desk.

"Remind me to pick it up before I leave, someone. I'll probly leave it here if you don't."

"Saix can tell you. He's got a good memory," Lumaria suggested, speaking up for the first time in ages.

"Huh?" Saix slurred smartly. ... Hm. That sentence sounds funny. Saix slurred smartly. Hah. Say that ten times fast.

"So, the Lumar can talk!" I squeaked, jumping over to said person. "You're rather quiet, except when you're talking to Myed."

"I'm a quiet person..."

"Obviously. Well, I needta get you talking. When did you come around?"

"What?"

"When did you meet Marluxia?" I rephrased.

"He was eight..."

"Wow, that long? And he's older than me, too! That would make..." I did the math in my head, but a number was missing. "Uh, Marly? How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"Saix?"

"Twenty-three. How about you?"

"Sixteen. Okay, so that would be nine years. Dang! Over half his life!"

"Uh-huh. Myed found you when you were ten, right?"

"Yup. My life got significantly better after that, too. You'll probably never believe me, but I used to be a little emo kid."

Suddenly, I felt that I was being intensely stared at. I looked at Marluxia and Saix, and they were gaping.

"... What?"

"You, not hyper? Depressed? I think you're lying."

"No, really! I was really shy, so didn't have any friends except for Zexion, and his personality just rubbed off on me, so I wasn't that hyper. Then Myed came, and his personality rubbed off on me, then I got happy! Then this huge chain reaction exploded and Zexion suddenly got happier and everyone was good in life."

"... Oh."

"So how'd you find Marly, Lumar?"

"Oh... I was just in the neighborhood."

"Bah, you guys are unoriginal. That's what Myed always says, too."

"Well, that's what happened."

"Liar."

"Idiot."

"Meanie."

"Gay."

"And proud!"

"Didn't sound like it last night."

"That was different."

"Right. Whatever."

"Marluuuxia! Your alter ego is mean!"

"Not my fault," he laughed. "He's nice once he warms up to you. And he's right. You're not a proud gay."

"Not you tooooo!" I complained.

"I'd have to agree with him, then." I glared at Saix.

"I hate you all."

They all laughed, and I went to my emo corner (well, Marluxia's emo corner, because this wasn't my room), and pouted. I heard an 'awww' from what sounded like Saix.

"We're sorry, Demmy. We didn't mean it," Marluxia cooed, and I heard a silent 'yes we did' from Lumar. I crept further into my corner.

So Myed picked me up and dumped me on the bed.

"Hey! Don't disturb me when I'm in my corner!" I cried, burying my head into the pillow. Marluxia laughed and pushed me over on my back. I glowered at him, and proceeded to find designs in the vine pattern on the wall.

"He's faking it," I heard Myed say.

"Naw, maybe we should leave him alone for a while," Saix suggested.

I paused in my design-finding. They wouldn't...

The door clicked.

They would.

"GUYS!!!" I ran over to the door and tried to open it, but the weight of all four people was on the door, and it wouldn't budge.

"Marluxia, I'm going to eat your plants if you don't let me out!"

"You wouldn't!"

"He wouldn't." Darn that Myed.

"Well, no, but... let me out!"

"NO," all four said in unison. So I deployed my only defense.

I slumped down and started crying my eyes out. Of course, it was fake crying, but it worked. I'm good at fake crying.

The door opened. "Demmy?" Myed squeaked. He was promptly tackled.

"That was so mean! Why is everyone being mean to me today???"

"It's cause and effect, Demmy, and the effect is enormous," said Myed. I got up and kicked him in the ribs. "Ow."

So other things happened, including Myed's head, Saix's butt, Marluxia's bed, the back of the top drawer in Marluxia's dresser, and my thorny rose, but after a while, all was well in the room of green.

"So," Lumar began after everyone had settled down. By now it was about five, and we were tired. Everyone was sitting in a big pile on the bed. It was funny, because Lumaria was straddling Saix, and he didn't look all too pleased about it. Myed was on the bottom, laying normally on the bed length-wise, and I had my head on his stomach. Marluxia was sitting cross-legged in the little square me and Myed made in the top right corner of his bed, Saix was laying across me and on Marluxia, and Lumaria was, as I said last sentence, straddling Saix.

And it was amusing.

"Who the hell is laying on me?" Saix griped. "They're sitting on my butt."

"Lumaria."

"Get off. There's no one sitting on me and yet there's someone sitting on me. You don't know how strange that feels." He swiped behind him, and hit Lumaria on the side, making him fall over. Saix squeaked and pulled his hand back like he touched something hot.

"So you've never touched Lumaria before?"

"Not really... no."

"Oh. Well," I got up off of Myed and put my hand on Lumaria's shoulder, "he's right here. Try touching him."

Saix put his hand up and slowly started to come over to where Lumar was. I grabbed his wrist.

"No trying to take out an eye. He's right here." I put his hand on Lumaria's head. Saix's eyes got wide. "Can you feel anything?"

"N-no... but I can't put my hand down any further..."

"Don't try too hard, or you'll hurt him. Now..."

"How about when they hold items?" Marluxia suggested.

"Myed, go get my rose off the table," I ordered. Myed groaned and rolled off the bed and onto the grass. "Saix, just watch the rose." I watched as Myed got the rose and gave it to me. "What do you see?"

"The rose is still there." He glanced at me, then looked back at the table, and nearly fell off the bed. "It's not there anymore! Did he just pick it up?"

"No, he gave it to me before I asked you what you saw."

"I don't like this."

"Why?"

"It's weird. But I bet you two could get out of this place if you just showed your counselors what you're showing me."

Marluxia whapped Saix on the head. "Then you'd be left here, and that wouldn't be good. I wouldn't want to leave you."

"Awwww, it's fluffy," Myed teased. Marluxia was suddenly interested in the wall next to him, and got a slight blush across his cheeks. I poked them.

"Gack! Don't do that!"

I just giggled.

"Anyways, Demyx," Saix intervened, "you never told us very much about Zexion."

"Oh, you don't want to get him started on Zexion."

"Myed!"

"Huh? What did he say?" I looked at Saix, who was peering at me.

"... ...Nothing. Well," I paused, "I met Zexion in preschool. Actually, he came up to me and asked me to be his friend, or so I've been told, since I don't really remember. But that was when he wasn't as shy. In fact, I'm sorta worried about him right now... he might not have made any new friends..." I stopped, thinking about it. I hoped he wasn't lonely. He could be a tad scary to other people at times, so others might be intimidated to approach him. He was only himself around me...

"Demyx?"

I looked up. "Anyways, yeah, that's how I met him. We've just been together as friends since then."

"Didn't you say he was your boyfriend earlier?" I glared at Marluxia.

"Not officially, no."

"Who made the first move?"

"Uhh..." I blushed, "I did."

"Oooo, whatcha do?"

"Marly!"

"Whatcha dooo?"

I shook my head. "It was just a kiss on the cheek."

"What did he do?"

I imagined arrows sticking out of Marluxia's body. "Well, I bolted right after I did it, so he grabbed me, turned me 'round, and kissed me back."

"On the lips?"

I wonder what Marluxia would look like with black hair... "Yeah."

"You have malice in your eyes, Demmy. It looks scary."

"Malice? There's no malice." I should do it tonight and see.

"M'kay, well, what's your relationship like now?"

I should dye Saix's hair. Nothing against him, but Marly would freak. "I haven't seen him in a few months, so I can't really say."

"You really like him?"

"Yeah."

"Do you have a picture I can see?"

"No, and besides, you'll see him tomorrow."

"True that."

And that was the end of that discussion. I was glad, because I feel awkward when I talk about him. I always feel guilty, because I'm the reason he moved away. He never says anything about it, but I still at fault. At least he didn't have any other friends at my school.

But he was coming tomorrow! I felt happy with my mom all of a sudden. If she hadn't moved me here, I wouldn't have met Marly, Saix and Lumaria, I wouldn't be seeing Zexion tomorrow, I wouldn't have school only four days a week...

Oh right, school. I probably shouldn't judge the place until I started school. I wonder what the people will be like there... maybe the counselors are the teachers? I'd like to have Luxord as my teacher. He sounded nice and easy-going.

While we all sat there on Marluxia's bed talking, reading, playing, and doing other things, the night continued to whittle itself away, until Saix took the time to glance at the clock.

"Marluxia, it's 10:30."

"Huuuuh? But we haven't been talking very long!"

"No," laughed Myed, "we've been busy having a pillow fight, playing video games, and random other things."

"I wanna get some practice time on my sitar," I yawned, "I've got some new music I want to memorize, and I need to finish making a song."

"Ooh, you told me you played yesterday, but you never said you wrote your own music!" Marluxia shrieked. I rubbed my ears. "Can I hear some tomorrow?"

"Sure," I replied, getting off the bed and heading towards the door. Myed followed me. "I'll see you guys tomorrow, okay?"

"Wait, Demyx, your flower."

"Oh! Thanks, Saix! I would've forgotten!" I turned to the door and opened it, flower in hand. "See you guys."

Marluxia waved. "See ya later!"

"See you tomorrow."

Lumaria just waved.

"Bye bye!" waved Myed, and with that, the door closed behind us.

Whooo! Over five thousand words! That's one intense chapter.

Speaking of which, it was chock-full of dialogue, which irritated me. Does it irritate you? I base a lot of my plot development, characterization, and actions on dialogue. Should I put more background? I DUNNO!!! breaks down and cries

Again, I'm sorry about the long wait! My internet was taken away, and I'm only posting this because they temporarily gave it back to me for homework. Also I was lazyACTUALLYNOIWASN'T::COUGH::. Anyways, I'm working on the next chapter now. I have more time, and it's Christmas break, so moral is high! At least this one was long, neh?

I feel like nothing happened, though... Agh, to hell what I feel like. What do you feel? That's what helps.

Oh, I'll reply to last chapter's reviews right after posting this. Flames shall be eaten, or given to Axel (who is still chained up in my dungeon) and I like constructive criticism. I also like word checks. Word checks save my life.

Review for love::heart::