Hoshit. This is loooonnnnggg for me! It's 2000 words! D: Anyways, I was going to end the chapter a lot sooner, but my friend is coming to stay at my house for the next 4 days and my mom won't let me get on the computer, so I didn't want to wait to put the Marluxia part in until after she left so I had to add it right now. Okay yeah lol don't be expecting updates for the next 4 days unless I'm lucky and can squeeze in another chapter of Tied Together by tonight. not likely, though. --

Oh yeah, and btw a little insider on the way that Marluxia talks...this may seem a little odd, but trust me, it's not half as funny unless you know how he talks...It's hard to explain, but when we were thinking of ideas for Marluxia's character, this is how it came out. He like has a deep, grunting voice and he talks kinda fast...it's kind of like that one guy from that one cell phone commercial...I think that's where the idea of Fluffy came from also. Oh yeah, he also kinda talks like Ben Stiller from Dodgeball. I dunno...if you can picture that...And Xemnas just talks really slow like a child molester...except for when he screams.


Demyx's sniffling was beginning to irritate him, but he just couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes away from the fiery amber ones before him.

Everyone was silent, and after about an eternity, just before Xemnas's staring got VERY old, the man suddenly shot down to his haunches. He held his face no more than a few centimeters from Roxas' crotch.

Roxas blinked, dumfounded. Before coming overwhelmed with the urge to kick this man in the chin and run as far away as possible from this camp Esteem-A-Lot.

His eyes remained glued to the kneeling man whose nose was now almost touching Roxas' zipper He raised his eyes to meet the blue ones, and after a moment, he simply winked. No wait….Not simply- he winked a big, over done wink that seemed to defy all the middle-aged wrinkles in his face.

He patted Roxas' crotch. Standing up, he dusted himself off, and after giving Roxas one last wink, he continued down the line.


"I'm very pleased with the level of cooperation that everybody had in giving up their…" He stopped, mid sentence, dropping the bucket on the ground, "BLASPHOMY PIECES OF SHIT!" He finished, stomping on the valuables, bringing his foot down over and over and over, a terrible crunching sound emitting.

"That asshole! He said he would give them back!" Roxas heard somebody cry.

"All right now, friends. If you would just proceed beyond this rainbow line and find your team counselors. Your names are printed on a sign along with your other team members."


Roxas squinted, eagerly stepping forward to search yet another sign, held by a man with a bluish tint to his hair and a large, X shaped scar on his forehead. He sighed, seeing as to how his name wasn't on that one either.

Okay…he had checked every single freaking sign out here and none of them had his name on it!

Until his eyes fell onto one last sign, and from what he could see, his name was on it. He let out a sigh of relief. "Finally." He mumbled.

"Roxasssssss!" The all too familiar voice sung his ears as he felt his legs fly out from beneath him and his shoulder blades collide with the ground.

"Guh!" He gasped as the wind was knocked out of him. "Demyx! Get off me!" He cried, breathing heavily before shoving the boy away.

"I'm taking it you're Roxas."

Roxas looked up. He had to literally stop himself from gasping at the most gorgeous creature he had ever laid eyes on.

A tall, slender teen. He looked about seventeen or eighteen. He had a mass head of vicious, red hair. Each spike seemed as if he had taken extra care to place it in just the right position.

He allowed his eyes to slide down and lock themselves with a pair of sparkling, emerald eyes. Below them were two dark purple diamonds. They must have been tattoos. Anywho, this man was really…really hot. His body was shaped amazingly: thin, with the slightest trace of curves.

And then, Roxas realized something. He was blushing like a little school girl. "Y-yeah…I'm Roxas." He confirmed, using all his power to tear his eyes away from the boy.

The counselor flicked a wrist at a small boy with chestnut hair. The same boy that had been Xemnas' first victim. He had blue eyes that Roxas found very similar to his own.

"Sora." He said, before pointing to a kid who stood closely behind Sora. He had amazing Aqua eyes and exotic platinum hair that hung lazily before his shoulders. He was much taller than the little brunette.

"Riku." He confirmed.

Then his eyes fell to Demyx, "I can see you two have already been acquainted." He said before finally cocking a thumb at his own chest, "Axel. Got it memorized, Roxas?"

Roxas' jaw dropped at how smooth the man spoke. He needed to do something about that jaw of his. "G-got it." He nodded, pretending not to be concerned with the sexiness of the man before him.

"Good." The redhead smirked before slinging an arm back and chucking a bag into Roxas' chest. "You dropped that."

"Th-thanks." He mumbled, clutching the bag to his chest.

"Well since little Blondie over here took forever and a day to find us, we'll skip the thorough intros and I'll show you your cabin." He turned, and for just one millisecond, Roxas thought the cocky redhead smirked at him.


"Alright, choose your bunks. Put your shit in the drawers and meet me in the mess hall."

Roxas walked over to the bunk bed on the left, observing the room as he went: there were two bunk beds on either side, a window on the back wall. And, two wooden dressers on either side of it. When you first walked in, to the right, there was a sink with a mirror above it. No bathrooms, though…

"Can you handle that little Blondie? Or will you be late for that too?"

Roxas scowled, "I think I can manage, Axel. Thanks." He said, beginning to sift through his bag with a smirk. If this guy wanted to play asshole, let him play asshole.

"ROXAS! Great suggestion, you're so smart! Left is my favorite side, too!" Demyx cried, hurling himself onto the top bunk.

Roxas looked up as the screen door snapped shut. Axel must have left.

The obnoxious blonde hung his head down from the top, "Roxy, I think we're gonna become good friends! All of us actually, Riku and Sora, too." He smiled, jumping back down and skipping to the dresser, "Right, guys?"

The boy named Riku snickered, "Right, Dem." He had already begun to unpack his bag.

The brunette lay sprawled out on his back, rubbing a lock of hair between his fingers.

"Uh, Sora, you should unpack."

Roxas sighed, standing up, "What are you doing, Demyx?" Demyx looked up, smiling. "Well sorry, I don't know about you, Roxy, but if I'm gonna be here for two months, my articles needs to be color coded."

Roxas rolled his eyes, "This is going to take a while, and I'll just unpack later."

"Okay! We'll meet you at the mess hall!" Demyx chirped without even looking up.


Roxas blinked. That gigantic building with the wooden sign hanging over the path had to have been the mess hall. Well he interpreted that the sign reading 'Fella's Food House' meant that it was the mess hall.

He reluctantly ambled up the dusty pathway. "Well, well, well. Looks like I underestimated Blondie's timing skills."

Roxas looked up. He hadn't even seen his counselor standing against the sign post.

"Looks like you did." He said flatly, walking past the redhead. The main door to the building was propped open with a door stop. But a screen door remained closed to keep the bugs out. A comforting light poured out along the path from the inside of the building. But with a name like 'Fella's Food House' how could it be comforting?

He stopped when he reached the door…he could always skip the welcoming ceremony…

"Welcome to Fella's Food House." Axel said bluntly, placing a hand on the blondes shoulder, not hesitating in the least to hide the sarcasm in his voice.

He yanked the screen door open, pulling Roxas inside with him and allowing it to snap shut behind them.

Roxas took a step forward. Only a few other people were inside already. Everyone else was still unpacking their things.

He froze as his eyes fell upon the head counselor and he prayed that the psychopath hadn't seen him as well. He didn't need anymore weirdness for today.

"Roxxxxaaaaassss…" The man began, making his way over to the two teens. "That was very impolite of you to not come greet me." He put one hand on his hip and wagged a finger in Roxas' face as if he were a child being scolded.

"S-sorry. I didn't see you at first."

Xemnas nodded, ruffling a rather large amount of his blonde tufts. "That's alright, pal. I'm just trying to teach you how to love the skin you're in!"

Roxas blinked, dumfounded as each slow spoken word reached him. "T-to love the…skin I'm in?" He wanted to scream, "What the fuck does that mean?!" But he didn't. He held back.

Xemnas nodded again, pulling Sleepy Bear from behind his back…where did that thing come from? ……Seriously.

"Here, Roxy-pal. Let me and Sleepy Bear tell yuh all about it." He placed a hand on Roxas' shoulder, pulling him in closer. "Here at camp Esteem-A-Lot, that's our motto. We try to make each and every one of our buds feel at home and comfortable with themselves." He paused, giving Roxas a look that asked if he understood.

"Because remember…" He poked Roxas in the chest with Sleepy Bear, speaking slowly, "If you can't love yourself…you can't love anyone else…… not even your parents."

Roxas nodded, afraid to speak. He tried his hardest to keep his eyes from growing any larger.

Xemnas' eyes broke away from the boy. He didn't blink when he talked to you…he never once even took his eyes off of you.

Roxas heard the door open and then snap shut behind him. The silver haired man stood up straight. "This conversation will be saved for…another time…another place, bud." He said with an eerie smile before he waved to the people who had just entered. Roxas sighed, feeling himself relax. And he swore that, no matter who they were, he would love those people forevermore.

He searched through the small crowd of people for someone he knew. Anyone. Oh damn, his bunkmates were all still at eh cabin… He should've just waited for Demyx to color code his clothing.

"Hey kid, you can site with me…unless, of course, you wanna sit with those guys." Roxas recognized that voice as Axel's. He spun around to look at his team counselor pointing at a group of three boys who were already seated at the table.

One of them had maroon hair… He was one of the boys from the line earlier today.

Mar… Mar… what was his name, again?

Anyways, the boy sitting across from him had deviously spiked hair that poked out from under some kind of silver hat that looked like it was made from……tin…foil? Um…okay. There was another boy sitting next to him with medium length, brown hair. He seemed to have a jagged scar across his nose and part of his face.

"And then…One landed on my hand……and I…I had to go to the h-hospital…cause I broke out in a g-giant rasssshhhhhh!" The boy with the hat sobbed, leaning into the brunette's chest.

"Mmhm Cloud, that's reeall interesting. Oh wait! No it's not! Why? Because it's not even known as 'Butterfly' okay, Cloud? It doesn't even fly, in fact, it's green and it slithers on the ground and has yellow eyes…and if… if you look into them, you turn to stone! And only Phoenix's can catch them on fire! And according to my 'Magical Creatures Book' that Fluffy wrote, the creature you are describing is best known as a: Basilisk."

The blonde glared at him, a hurt look in his eyes. "I would know. One time, in the Swiss Alps, Fluffy and I stumbled upon one. We were searching for this here piece of cheese, which I mind you, can only be found on the Sacred Bush, outside Basilisk cave. And, mind you, there's only one of these Sacred Bushes. Uno."

He pulled out a piece of normal looking Swiss cheese from his pocket, holding it forth triumphantly.

"So, yeah, and it came slithering out and Fluffy morphed into Phoenix Mode. And then it attacked us, right? But the battle was short, because Fluffy used Phoenix Fire, mind you. And afterwards, we went yodeling. And I befriended the Basilisk. And then, he gave me this golden whistle." He fished out a blue whistle, setting it down on the table beside the cheese.

"So now, anytime I just toot toot on this here whistle, he comes SOARING. And we get to fly away. Anywhere we want. Even away from Camp Esteem-A-Lot…But I don't want to. You guys are cool."

Roxas blinked, unable to tear his eyes away from the boys. "Uhh…Tough choice, but I think I'll sit with you."


Okay lol there you go. And, like I said, I'm not gonna be updating anymore of my stuff for the next 4 days! So see ya then! Hahaha I had to laugh everytime I read 'Fella's Food House' I had to think of something scary and pedopihleish like Xemnas...