A\N: High school is making me ill. College will KILL me. I can feel it.

Disclaimer: Do you know how much Kingdom Hearts cost? And I mean the cost of the rights, the production…in fact, just give me the price of Square-enix and Disney.

Act II Scene II – Food for Thought

Part 1

Yuna gave a side glance at their club president. The blonde-haired girl was muttering darkly, playing with a kunai. (She had cast the things upon her members several times already, including at Yuna, who had to duck at a cardboard tree they were painting just to avoid it.)

"Whoa, now I'm wondering what she'll do if she's in her 'code red'." Rikku whispered in Yuna's ear, giggling, her arms full of dark red curtain cloth. Yuna shushed her, wondering if the blonde heard when Paine came up to them, arms crossed.

"Better not let her hear that if you don't want to get chewed out. You have no idea how sadistic she can be." Paine muttered. Another kunai flew at their direction and Paine caught it between her fingers, much to the two girls' awe. They turned their attention back to a hyperventilating blonde, who was now screeching at several people. This people were expected to sing at an upcoming play and Larxene was pouring out her anger at the mini-choir.

"Well, I hate to see several of our members get beaten to a pulp. I mean, it's almost mid-night, we're all hungry, and we still have school tomorrow. What do you think guys? Think she'll let us have sleep at least?" Rikku debated quietly, and Paine and Yuna glanced at each other and stared at her oddly as if saying "better you than me". Larxene screamed in frustration again, causing Garnet to hide behind Julia. Ariel and Aurora had pinched their lips together in fright, and Jasmine and Belle kept giving each other dubious looks as if wondering why they even joined here in the first place.

Larxene had kept them there in the park for a long time now, and because of her multiple weapons, no one bothered to ask if they could go home. It was nearing midnight, and everyone was tired, but was afraid to show it for fear of their lives. No one messes with Larxene and her mood swings. NO ONE.

"Wimps. Fine. Rikku to the rescue!" And in spite of the smack that Paine planned to give the hyper multiple-braided girl, she dumped the cloth on Yuna, took the kunai Paine had caught and dodged the red-eyed girl all the same, and happily made her way to Larxene (who was now screeching at Lenne).

Yuna and Paine glanced at each other for the second time that night.

"She's dead." they both groaned.

"Hey Larxy!" Larxene swung around with a death glare and Yuna did a face palm. How could Rikku even bring up that nickname?! Beside her, Paine flipped her cell phone on and started browsing through the numbers in it.

"Want me to call Gippal and tell him that his girlfriend is suicidal?" she asked carelessly.

Before Larxene could do physical harm to Rikku though, the girl bravely held out the kunai.

"Mind letting some of us sleep? We've been here all night and the choir isn't looking too good." she asked innocently. Garnet was still hiding behind Julia, and several of the other members looked like they aged 20 years older.

Larxene glared at her, snatched the pointed weapon, took a deep breath and turned her attention.

"Fine. Just sing me the song for Act II and we'll wrap up." her head ached, and images of Axel in her head made her want to destroy anything within a 500 meter radius. The choir reshuffled to their positions, and Lenne smoothed out the music in front of them, Mulan muttering incoherently about giving up this club and switching to karate.

The song was hypnotic. According to Yuna, it was a hymn used to celebrate the great ones that used to summon legendary beings that controlled different elements. Feh, like Larxene listened to that crap anyway. As long as it sounded good, it goes into the play. She was not using that rocky-choric music that her classmates insisted playing whenever Professor Sephiroth arrived.

"Like I said, it was a weird song. What was it's title again Yunie? The Hymn of the Fayth?" Rikku asked, scratching her head, while Yuna gaped at her and Paine closed her phone. The silver haired girl walked up to her amber-eyed friend then slapped her in the back of the head.

"Ow-ow-ow! What was that for?!" Rikku demanded, and Yuna answered, for Paine had walked dryly away.

"For almost getting us all killed. Really, think before you act!" Yuna cried, dropping back Rikku the cloth she had deposited earlier.

Miraculously, the song seemed to have a calming effect on Larxene. She dismissed the drama club and bid them that they travel in groups, since she won't take excuses if any of them are absent in the morning just because they got mugged.

"Come on, let's get out of here…before she decides to go with us." Paine said, Yuna at her heels and Rikku still complaining on how Paine always bosses them around. "She can handle going home by herself."

Larxene watched as the last of her group mates left. Sighing, she grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder, and started heading back to her house…then suddenly felt like kicking herself physically.

She had forgotten to buy lunch for tomorrow! (She doesn't cook and NO, she will not touch cafeteria food made by that cafeteria lady named Adel…who didn't look like she was even a lady at all.) She glanced at her wristwatch. Now she had to wake up early to buy one.

"Excuse me, ma'am? Would you like to buy some dessert?"

Larxene looked for the source of the voice and saw a feeble hunched woman, holding out a pastry in one hand. The woman's face was hidden behind raggy gray hair, and had several shawls on her shoulders. The pastry she was holding though, looked absolutely delicious.

"Dessert?" Larxene asked skeptically. The woman nodded her head, then took out what seemed like a strawberry filled pastry and offered Larxene a bite. Suspiciously, she took a bite, her grumbling stomach getting the better of her. Hey, not bad.

When she was young, Larxene had thrown the book Snow White out of her window. She didn't believe in all those fairytales back then, and no, she wasn't believing in all those faith, trust, and pixie dust crap. The reason she was president of the drama club was that she loved tragedy. A lot. (She always dreamt of re-enacting a sadist drama…)

Even if in tragedies they poison the food, she couldn't think of why a vendor would poison her own product. Besides, she had no choice.

Think. Old woman who have a perfectly good pastry here, or Adel, whose nails look like they've been…okay, ew Larxene, ew. And no, she wasn't going to start on the soup served by Maleficent, especially with that raven on her shoulder always.

Old woman.

"Okay, I'll take two. How much?" she sighed, reaching for her pocket for money and the woman replied with an inanimate "25 munny each."

"Thank you dearie!" the old woman waved as she left, and Larxene stuffed the meal in her bag.

When she was out of sight though, the old woman removed her disguise, showing a very delighted Axel. Trust his Uncle Xaldin to whip up a meal from a random fruit in less than 10 minutes. He congratulated himself. Not only did he smuggled the fruit to the target, but he also juiced 50 munny out of her.

"Fall in love with someone ugly for me okay?" he snickered, turning on his heels and walking of leisurely.

Part 2

"Best we could do is camp here." Sora pointed out, and Kairi nodded. They both put down their backpacks filled with necessities and looked for a place to lie down. Kairi briefly smiled at the doodles around the cave, stopping her eyes at the most crudely drawn; the one drawn by Sora.

Sora though was busy inspecting the place. After a while, he turned to Kairi, who was looking at her own doodle.

"Well, we should rest here. Tomorrow we better get a train early. Before your brother wakes anyway." Sora shrugged.

"He's a sleepy head anyway. I'll sleep here." She pointed to a part of the cave and Sora nodded.

"I'll be sleeping way over there." He pointed near the entrance of the cave. "Just to be on guard. That way if anyone comes, we'll be forewarned."

Kairi smiled. As Sora turned to leave though she spoke up.

"Sora? Thanks."

Tidus whacked at another mosquito. Number thirteen. Argh. Where the hell are Naminé and Roxas? He didn't even know where he was. Suddenly he heard footsteps and dived at a clump of purple bushes. Someone came into view, but from the dark, he couldn't make out whom.

But what was distinguishable was that the person was male, and that he had a LOAD of spiky-hair.

Spiky hair? Okay, that's Roxas.

Relieved of finally finding his target, Tidus drew back into the plants deeper, then, with all his might, threw the paopu dessert so that it'd shoot into Sora's now open bag. (At which he had self-sacrificingly used the whip cream he was going to use for a prank as a topping to hide the fruit.)

It went it perfectly (duh. Tidus wasn't an ace blitzball player for nothing) and Tidus celebrated silently, turning to leave and hoping for a good night's sleep.

Halfway though he froze. Damn, he still needed to find Naminé! And just when he thought that his job was over. Grumbling, he walked away from the cave. After a few minutes though, he passed a blonde girl in a white dress, heading for the direction he came from.

Whoa, that was easy.

Mission accomplished, Tidus.

Now happy, he hummed his own self-invented theme-song, heading home.

Sora turned sharply around. He swore he just heard something. After several moments of paranoid looking around, he shrugged it off and pulled his bag closer to him, digging its contents. He frowned and pulled out something that is liberally coated with whipped cream, sprinkles and…

Okay, when did he get this? It didn't even have a brand-name.

He opened it from its cup container and gave a slight taste to it. Well, as long as it was edible, fresh and tasty, why not? After about several spoonfuls though, he started to become sleepy. He'd blame it on eating desserts in the middle of the night. As he polished the thing off, he glanced at the deep recess of the cave, where Kairi was slightly hidden. Smiling drunkenly, he muttered "…Night." before slumping off to sleep.

Part 3

Naminé hastily tried to wipe her eyes in the dark. Anytime soon she might've been afraid to go around town in the dead of the night, but right now, all she wanted was to forget.

Forget about what she said earlier.

Dabbing her eyes, she concentrated on her current task at hand. To make sure that Kairi and Sora aren't caught. If needed to, she'll let them sleep in her house.

She bit her bottom lip. That little thing called 'envy' was chipping at her spirit again.

Kairi was lucky that Sora cared for her. Like Roxas would feel the same for her. How many times have Naminé cried over him? It just doesn't seem right. She wiped her cheeks, her eyes still a bit puffy, and rushed to the cave entrance, paying no attention to the doodle she had created of her and a certain blonde skater boy near it.

Her eyes immediately alighted upon Sora, who was sprawled on the ground as if—

No, it can't be.

Naminé ran forward, checking him. She knew Roxas was walking around with Oblivion and Oathkeeper in his hands. Even if a part of her told her there's no way he can…still…

"Sora! Sora! Sora, wake up, please!" she begged, shaking the brunette.

Sora grumbled for a bit, then reluctantly opened his eyes. Naminé's concerned face appeared before him. He sat up abruptly. What was she doing here? And it looked like she was crying too…he never saw her cry before…

Actually, he never saw her eyes this close before…never actually appreciated how pretty they were…how pretty she was…

"Naminé…were you crying?" he asked awed, still too stunned by the realization of how beautiful Naminé had now struck him. Why didn't he notice before? "Did Roxas do this to you?" he suddenly asked, but Naminé bit her bottom lip again in response.

"We can't talk about that right now. You guys need to get out of here, Roxas might discover about this and take you and Kairi to Riku—"

"Roxas?! Where?!" Sora rose up angrily. How dare he make Naminé cry like that! He picked up his keyblade. Roxas would pay for this.

"What?" Naminé looked thoroughly confused now, and Sora turned to he more gently.

"He'll pay for this Naminé. For making you cry. For making my most important person cry…"

Naminé's eyes widened. What?

"Sora, what are you talking about?"

Sora looked grim. He turned to her, eyes set in determination. He couldn't explain it. He never felt so much affection than what he's feeling towards the girl in front of him right now. Why didn't he say it before? Naminé was the only one he ever needed.

"Naminé, I love you."

Naminé blinked. Hold it. Pause. Rewind. Play again. Did Sora just--?

"Wait, Sora. What are you saying? You love Kairi right? Did you hit your head or--?" she asked uncertainly. What was wrong with him? Sora though looked horrified. He dropped his keyblade and grabbed Naminé's hands and clasped them in his own. Now Naminé was scared. What has been the brunette eating?!

"Naminé, I don't love Kairi! I love you, I swear! I don't love Kairi, I only like her as a sister! It's you! Naminé please, listen to me."

Naminé blinked again. Then it hit her. First, understanding filtered in. Then rage.

"Is this some kind of sick joke?!" she demanded angrily. She was starting to understand. Maybe Sora and Kairi heard of how Roxas rejected her. And now they're making fun of her? She shook her hands away from Sora's grasp. "And here I was trying to help!"

She started to stomp off, but Sora lunged for her hand again, desperately, and Naminé's patience burst.

"Sora, isn't it enough that Roxas told me those things?! Now you guys are making fun of me! Why won't you just leave me alone already?!"

As if to make her point clear, she wrenched Sora's grip from her hand and sped off into the darkness, leaving a very upset Sora behind. Sora started to gather up his things, intent to follow her and make her see sense.

Good thing she didn't see Kairi. Why did I come with Kairi in the first place anyway?! Feh, whatever. I'm not leaving Naminé, not now that Roxas let her go!

Cheered up with new determination, Sora set off.

Meanwhile

"Sora?"

Kairi's voice echoed in the darkness. Where was she? And why is it so dark?

Suddenly, something grabbed at her ankles. She screamed and tried to shrug them off, but the feeling crept up her knees…up to her chest. Light neon yellow eyes…sharp claws…a creature she couldn't name reached for her heart…

"SORA!"

Beads of sweat ran down her forehead, and she could feel her back sweaty. She sat upright, her eyes adjusting to the cave's darkness. What a nightmare. What was that? She shivered visibly, not from the cold. It was a nightmare. Nothing like that could happen in the real world.

Hmm, maybe because she was in this place all alone. Standing up, she made her way to the entrance, wondering if Sora could be bothered. She stared.

He wasn't there.

"Sora? Where are you?"

Exit.

I AM SUCH A PROCRASTINATOR.

May King Mickey have mercy on my ass. Review if you can, and yes flames are now welcome. Christmas is coming soon.