Me: Hello good people that read this story. I'm going to try and get it all up before March 28, considering that KH2 comes out that day. I highly doubt it, though. I'm way too lazy. And about last chapter, horsie890, I'm truly sorry about the Zexion abuse. It's just that Zexion was in that room, and Axel was feeling all angsty. I was just compelled to do it. Please forgive me.

Disclaimer: Hmmm…how many things are there that I don't own? Let's see. There's Square Enix, Disney, all of the Organization people, Reno, Sephy, a laptop, and some other junk I'm sure.

Warnings: I'm thinking mild violence and maybe language. Well, actually, judging about how my brain works, I don't know what I think. But I'm sure there's going to be something bad in here. Oh wait. I know now. Sorry to say this, horsie890, but there will be some Zexion abuse in this chapter. It's the last time, though. I promise.

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Chapter Four: Torture With Demyx…Again

That morning Demyx woke Axel up at about four, so it wasn't as early as yesterday. The poor redhead was up nearly all night crying, feeling both sorry for himself and Demyx's retard brain. When he woke up, his eyes hurt and were very puffy. Demyx was nowhere in sight. He guessed that mullet man had woken him up and run off someplace. He wasn't sure exactly how long ago that was. He must've gone down to the kitchen. But when he heard the running water, he knew that he was taking a shower. The bad news about that was that he had to go to the bathroom.

He slowly and reluctantly got up and knocked on the bathroom door. He swore he heard singing. It was something like…

"My Shadow's the only one who walks beside me, My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating…"

"Demyx?" he yelled into the door.

The singing stopped.

"Yes?" came a muffled reply.

"Are you taking a shower?"

"Myes."

"How long have you been in there?"

"Only about half an hour. Well, I think so. I dunno. I don't really keep track."

This guy was hopeless.

"Do you know when you're going to be out?"

He was doing the 'I really have to go to the bathroom' dance now.

"I think I'll be out in a good half hour or something. Why?"

He couldn't wait half an hour. That was way too long. Either he would have to get Demyx out of there now (which was highly improbable), or he would have to use someone else's bathroom. That gave him an idea. Zexion was always either unconscious or dead at this hour, Larxene was just evil, Lexaeus was just stupid, Vexen was too old, and then there was Marluxia. Marluxia was always up this early in the morning. He could go in there. That is, unless he didn't die from all of the pink décor in there.

"Ummm…never mind!" he yelled.

"Whatever."

He ran as fast as he could outta there. Even though he could teleport, he had to go to the bathroom so badly that he didn't even think of it. All that he could think of right now was the fact that he had to go to the bathroom extremely badly.

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(outside Marly's room)

Axel jumped up and down and reluctantly knocked on Marluxia's door. He heard the soft thud of footsteps coming his way and the door opened. There stood Marluxia in his light pink robe and pink bunny slippers. Axel almost gagged.

"Um…hi, Axel. Whudda you want?"

"I've got to go to the bathroom really bad and Demyx is using mine because he's taking a shower so could I use yours?"

"Um…sure. Just don't…"

"Right! Got it!"

He raced past Marluxia as fast as he could, went into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it.

"Whoa," muttered Marluxia to himself. "I didn't even get to finish my sentence. He must've really had to go."

After a few minutes, (AN: I don't want to go into very much detail), Axel came out of the bathroom with a grin from ear to ear on his face.

"Thanks, Marly," he said. "I owe ya one."

"Yeah…no problem."

Just as Axel was walking out of the door, Marluxia slapped him on his buttocks. (1) Axel turned around to see a smirking Marly. He shuddered and ran out of there as fast as he could.

"Why do they always run?" muttered Marluxia to himself. "Mph. Whatever."

He went on to doing whatever he does at four o' clock in morning. Only God knows what.

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(thirty minutes later)

Demyx was out of the shower now and was just going down to the first floor to get breakfast. Axel was already down there, along with Zexion, as Demyx soon found out. They were talking, which was surprising because they were usually enemies of each other. They both had steaming hot cups of coffee in their hands and were occasionally sipping at them from time to time. Demyx walked into the kitchen with his dopey smile on. Axel and Zexion immediately stopped talking.

"Hey, Zexy," said Demyx. "What're you talking about?"

He didn't answer.

"Earth to Zexion! Did you even hear what I said?"

"Yes, he did," said Axel.

"Well, can't he say if he heard what I said himself?"

"Yes, but he doesn't like talking."

"Well, couldn't he say that himself?"

"Yes, but that would be talking."

Demyx stood there and pondered.

"Then how come you guys were talking if Zexion doesn't like to talk?" he asked all smart alecky.

"Because we were talking about something important."

"Oh. I get it."

He went over to the breadbasket and picked out a blueberry muffin. Then he walked over to where Zexion was standing and leaned against the wall. He looked at Zexion and quirked an eyebrow.

"Hey Zexy, what happened to your head?" he asked.

Axel and Zexion looked at each other.

"I…ran into a…wall," said Zexion quietly.

"Could you say that any slower?" asked Demyx. "I mean really! Heeeey…look at me…I'm Zexion. I…talk…reeeeeeeeeeeeally…slowly."

"If you're trying to be funny, it isn't working very well, Demyx," said Axel.

For some strange reason, Axel and Zexion simultaneously took sips of their coffee. Demyx took a bite of his muffin. All was quiet. For about two minutes, nobody spoke.

"So…umm…do you guys like it here better or…?" asked Demyx.

The silence was gone. Demyx just had to ruin everything.

"What do you mean?" asked Axel with a disgruntled sigh. (2)

"I mean, do you like it here in Castle Oblivion better or in Deep Dive better?"

Axel had to think now. This place did have some advantages. It was bigger, it had much better plumbing, and the decorations were pretty nice (except for the fact that they were all white). But it mostly had disadvantages. First of all, it was run by a pink-loving flower boy who was most likely gay, and second of all, it was a lot louder than Deep Dive. Axel hadn't been able to get a good ten hours of sleep since he left his old home. Deep Dive was so secluded and quiet, and not to mention nice and dark. It was also the first place he met Roxas…

"Yeah, I kinda like it at Deep Dive better," said Zexion, breaking his train of thought.

"Me too," said Axel.

"Well, just in my personal opinion, I kinda like it here better," said Demyx. "It's so much roomier and cheery."

"Then you can have it," said Axel and Zexion together.

"Whoa. Stereo."

Demyx took another bite of his muffin and walked over to the counter where the coffee was at. But Axel was there before him.

"You can't have any coffee, Demyx."

"Why not?"

"Because you are at a very young age and you don't need it."

"But…but I like it."

"I can understand that, but it would be a waste of coffee if you drank it."

"But I'm not that young! I think I was eighteen in the previous life! You need coffee when you're eighteen!"

"Yes, but we thirty-year-olds need it more than you eighteen-year-olds."

He chugged down his coffee as if he were trying to prove his point. He could've sworn that he heard Zexion laugh.

"If I were you, I'd stick to cocoa for a few more years," said Zexion.

Zexion teasingly downed his coffee too. Demyx scowled at both of them.

"You two are so immature!" he yelled. "I'm getting out of here before you people annoy me to death!"

He stuck his chin up and left the room with a swoosh of his cloak.

"Well, that was just plain weird," said Axel.

"Yeah, but at least we got rid of him," commented Zexion.

"So very true. I'm glad you got Namine to erase his memories. He would've told everybody if you hadn't."

"It was easy, really. All you need to do that is a little threat to that blond dork and she'll do anything you say."

"Really? What'd you say?" he snickered. For some reason, Axel was feeling evil today.

"You wouldn't want to know," said Zexion.

"Why not? Is it bad or something?"

"No…I dunno. I guess it is."

"Well, give me hint if you aren't going to tell me."

"Okay. You know that kid, Roxas?"

He had just hit a raw nerve.

"Yes. I do."

"And you know how Namine is obsessed with that kid, right?"

"Yeah, kinda." He actually didn't know, but in the very pits of his tiny stomach he felt some sort of anger towards the girl building up. She should know that Roxas was his, and nobody else's.

"Well, I threatened to hurt him. She listened to me right away."

The feeling was starting to grow. Not just toward Namine, but toward Zexion.

"Y-you wouldn't really hurt him anyway…right?" asked Axel shakily.

"I don't know. He did get annoying at times. Sometimes I just wanted to punch him straight in the face…hey, are you okay?"

Axel was trembling so much that he nearly fell over.

"You-you know he was my best friend, r-right?" he asked.

"Yes, but I thought he was some kind of toy to you, you know, not very important. I could be wrong."

The hate feeling had just consumed his body. He grabbed Zexion by the neck and slammed him against the wall so that if he moved, a wave of pain would rush through his body. Axel leaned in closer so he was right next to his ear.

"Roxas is no toy, and he never will be," Axel whispered.

He pushed in on Zexion's neck and then threw him across the kitchen. He landed on the counter that had the stove on. His face landed exactly on the hot stove and he rolled over onto the white marble floor, screaming in obvious pain. It was just at this moment that Axel realized what he had done. He ran over there as fast as he could, barely noticing that Marluxia had popped up behind him. Zexion was clutching his face, exactly over his right eye. Axel attempted to pry Zexion's surprisingly strong hand away from his face, but without success.

"What did I do!" yelled Axel frantically. "I didn't mean it, whatever it was!"

He lifted Zexion up and embraced him.

"Calm down!" he said softly. "Please calm down."

"Why do you hate me?" asked Zexion through tears. "I can smell it in you."

"I don't hate you," said Axel. "I just take out my anger on you for some reason, that's all. I would do it on somebody else if anyone else was around."

"If Roxas were around…would you?"

That was a really good question. Would he do that if Roxas were around? He would have to really think into it to give Zexion an honest answer.

"I-I don't know…" he trailed off.

"See? You do hate me."

"Zexion, I…"

"Please let go of me, you faggot."

Axel had enough. Trying not to get angry again, he put Zexion on the ground as gently as he could.

"There," he said. "Are you happy?"

"No," answered Zexion. "I've got a damn migraine because of you, and now my face has burns all across it. If I ever see you even near me again, I'm going to make you wish you had never been born. And to answer your previous question, I would've hurt Roxas if I had the chance."

He took whatever energy he had left and teleported out of the room, leaving Axel standing there with extremely hurt feelings. He didn't notice that Marluxia had been standing there the entire time.

"Man, that was harsh," said Marly from behind him.

Axel turned around, teary-eyed and forlorn; hating the fact that flowerboy had seen and heard all of this.

"Why exactly are you here?" asked Axel.

"Well, I was coming down to get a muffin or two, but I didn't expect there'd be anyone fighting. Are you okay?"

Why the hell did he care?

"Why the hell do you care?" asked Axel suspiciously.

"Hey, that was mean of Zexy to do. I was talking about your pride, you know."

"Oh, well, my pride does kinda feel bad. Still, why do you care?"

Marluxia walked closer to Axel, almost a foot away.

"I care because, well, let me show you."

He pinned Axel against the wall and kissed him lightly. Once he pulled away, Axel almost gagged. (3)

"What the hell is wrong with you!" he yelled angrily, pushing Marluxia onto the ground and running away, trying to find a sink with antibacterial soap to decontaminate himself with.

Marluxia stood up and swore under his breath.

"I was so close," he muttered to himself.

He went over and grabbed a muffin out of the breadbasket, instantly realizing that it was a bran one. He threw it back into the basket angrily and went back off to his room.

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(Roxas's POV)

"Hey, come on, Roxas!" yelled his fat friend. (4)

"What?" asked Roxas.

"Come on! We're gonna miss the train!"

"Right! I'm coming!" yelled Roxas back.

He ran over to them, but accidentally tripped. He felt a hand grip his arm and lift him up. He was just about to thank his friend, but realized it wasn't his friend at all. It was some black hooded person he hadn't even met before. The person squeezed his arm more firmly and pulled Roxas toward him. He couldn't get away from this man's grip. He was too weak. It seemed like this man was trying to tell him something. He finally let go, and the next thing you knew he was gone. Just like that. He didn't even see it happen it was so fast.

"Are you coming, Roxas?" yelled the girl.

He instantly snapped back into reality.

"Um…yeah," he said, completely confused about what had just happened. "Did you see that guy who pulled me up?"

"You got up by yourself, Roxas," said the guy in army pants.

"I-I did?"

"Yes, of course you did. Are you crazy?"

"No! But I swear there was this guy who grabbed me-!"

"Well, whatever it was, you have to hurry it up!"

Roxas ran as fast as he could into the train station. His friends were already at the ticket counter. They were already buying tickets and everything. He reached into his pocket for his wallet, but soon discovered it wasn't there. He frantically searched around for it, but realized that it wasn't anywhere.

"That guy took my wallet!" he shouted.

"What?" asked the dude with the army pants.

"The guy who grabbed me-he stole my wallet!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. There was no guy that grabbed you. Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm just fine. But that guy stole my wallet! I swear I'm not lying!"

"Whatever. I'll get your ticket then."

Suddenly the sound of a train leaving the station was heard. Their train had just left. The fat kid gave a frustrated sigh.

"Well, I guess we're not going to the clocktower today," said the girl.

"All because of Roxas and his imaginary friend," said the dude with the army pants. "Let's go home."

All three of Roxas's friends walked out of the train station, leaving Roxas behind in the dust. Roxas just stood there, not really knowing what to think. He felt more hurt than anything, really, just because of the fact that his friends didn't trust him enough to believe that this guy in a black coat had robbed him of his wallet. After a few minutes of thinking, the ticket booth behind him closed, and he figured it was time to go home. He walked out of the train station, not noticing the cloaked man behind him watching…

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(Axel's POV)

Today Axel didn't do much of anything to find Roxas. All he did was go to Twilight Town and manage to steal his wallet (because that's the kind of guy he is). He was angry that Roxas hadn't even recognized him, or not even notice him behind him at the train station. And his stupid "new friends" had hurt his feelings, which made Axel even angrier. He had only hurt Roxas's feelings once, and even then he didn't mean it. He would get his revenge somehow. When he went back into his room after this small excursion, he was thankful that Demyx wasn't in there, for he had to get some rest before tomorrow. Sora was coming tomorrow. Sora was the very person who had brought him Roxas, but the sad thing was that he had to try and eliminate him, which would also mean killing Roxas, considering that Roxas was part of Sora's heart.

He went and lay down on his bed, sinking into it gratefully. He nearly almost fell asleep a few minutes after he hit the mattress, but felt like he was being watched. He looked around (almost paranoid), and just happened to see Marly standing in the doorway. He quickly got off of his bed, just to make sure Marly didn't lay down with him.

"What do you want?" he asked gruffly. "As you could see, I was trying to take a nap."

"Yes, I realized that," said Marluxia nonchalantly. "I was just coming in to tell you sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"Sorry for kissing you this morning. I know it must've felt uncomfortable to you."

Axel suddenly remembered the events from earlier this morning.

"It's okay, but don't ever do it again."

"I won't, don't worry. I mean, I will if you want me to, but…"

"Yes, I get it. And don't get your hopes up. I would never kiss a guy."

"Right. Well, you can get back to your nap now. I'm sure you'll need it, considering that you're living with Demyx now."

"Mmmmhmm. You can get out now."

"Yeah, okay. I will."

He teleported out of Axel's room, looking somewhat…sad? Weird, thought Axel. There was something truly wrong with Marluxia. (AN: Yeah, for half the game I thought he was a girl). He went back over to his bed and finally fell asleep. He had many happy, yet sad dreams filled with his past times with Roxas and nightmares from when he first became an unknown. He slept peacefully for another two hours, until he felt like somebody was sitting on him. He opened his eyes, and sure enough, Demyx was sitting on his tummy.

"Well, somebody's a slacker," said Demyx. "What did you do today?"

"I slept and…I don't really remember the rest right now," said Axel with a yawn. "What'd you do?"

"I had to go to the Underworld. There's nothing much there, just a whole bunch of dead people and an angry pyro for a god."

"Did you see anybody important there?"

"Like I said, only a bunch of dead people and an angry pyro for a god."

Axel was starting to fell like he was being suffocated.

"Would you get offa me, Demyx? I can't really breathe."

"Oh, sure," he said, getting off. "I only did that to wake you up."

"Good job. It really worked well."

He lifted himself up casually and stretched his arms. He didn't feel tired anymore.

"Have a good nap?" asked Demyx.

"Yep," Axel said with another yawn.

"Good. I guess that means we can go down to dinner now."

"Dinner? Is it already that late?"

"Yeah, it's 6:00. Plus, my tummy's rumbling. I need some fuel."

"Whatever. I'll go down with you."

He got up and teleported downstairs with Demyx.

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(In the Kitchen)

"I wonder what's for dinner tonight," said Demyx excitedly. He was practically dancing up and down.

"Can you, like, act mature for at least five minutes, or is that just impossible for you?" asked Axel.

"I'd do it for a dollar."

"Fine. Act mature for at least five minutes and I'll give you a dollar."

"Sweet! When should I start?"

"How about now?"

"Okay. Here goes."

He stood up straight and tall and got rid of his dorky grin. He grabbed two plates from the cupboard and gave one to Axel. Then he went into the fridge and grabbed a can of Dr. Pepper (AN: OH YEAH!). Still, without even smiling, he went to the stove where there was meatloaf cooking.

"So what's for dinner?" asked Axel as he walked over there.

"Meatloaf. Eeeeeeew. This place has crappier food than Deep Dive."

He took a rather small helping of it and sat down at the conveniently located table in the kitchen. Axel was too afraid that it might jump out and attack him, so he just went into the pantry and put some Pringles on his plate. He went and sat down next to Demyx, who was already almost throwing up his meatloaf.

"Do you know who cooked this stuff?" he asked.

"I think it was Marly," said Axel, putting a Pringle into his mouth.

"Oh, that explains everything."

He carefully took another bite of it with his fork, swearing he saw it move.

"You know what? I'm going to go get some Pringles."

"Good idea. Just make sure that stuff is totally decontaminated before you throw it into the garbage. It might eat everything in the trash and then grow."

"Can you light it on fire?"

"I don't know. It doesn't seem worthy enough."

"Whatever."

Demyx went and put it into the garbage disposal. He then went into the pantry with his plate decontaminated and everything. He rummaged in there for a while.

"OOOH! Cookies!" he yelled childishly. "Oh, wait. I didn't mean that, Axel! I was just excited. I mean, they're double fudge Oreos dipped in chocolate! So…IRRESISTABLE!"

"I'm not giving you a dollar," said Axel. "That was way too immature for my liking."

"But you must love cookies!"

He ate another Pringle.

"I might be able to care less."

Demyx came back out of the pantry holding the whole box of cookies as if it were the last good thing on earth. He went and sat back down next to Axel, shnarfing them down so fast that he barely had time to breathe.

"Okay! That's enough!" yelled Axel. "These are Zexion's and you know how he gets when people take his stuff!"

"Oh yeah. But can I have one more?"

"You know, I am really disappointed in you."

"Why?" Demyx asked with a mouthful of delicious chocolate covered Oreos.

"Because you couldn't even be mature for one minute. It might be a miracle if you could do it for five."

"But you insulted cookies!" yelled Demyx. "I had to react somehow!"

"Well, maybe you should learn to not react at all."

He crammed the last Pringle into his mouth and went over to the sink to wash his plate off. Little did he know that Demyx was shoving the last of Zexion's precious cookies into his mouth. Once he was done rinsing it off, he turned around to face Demyx.

"I'm going to go up to my room, so you can sit here in your own little happy world if you want to, or whatever," he said.

"Well, actually, I'm done, so I guess I'll go up with you and get ready for bed."

He got up and teleported into Axel's room, shortly followed by Axel.

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(Later)

Axel was lying down on the floor, covered by a blanket and with his head rested on some extra pillows. Sadly, his plan for overthrowing Demyx had failed. Demyx had won, and now he had his bed, which would have to be decontaminated the next morning. Demyx came out of the bathroom with his AC/DC pajamas and plopped down on Axel's bed.

"Your bed is really comfy, Axy," said Demyx with his head in the pillow. "Thanks for letting me have it tonight."

"Well, actually, you argued with me enough for me to give it up to you," said Axel.

"Yeah, but either way, it's really comfy."

There was a long moment of silence. Axel was about to drift off to sleep when…

"Hey, Axy?"

He gave a frustrated sigh.

"Yes, Demyx?"

"Do you wanna play a game?"

"No."

"Well, you're a party pooper. Why don't we talk about people behind their backs? You know, like gossip or whatever."

"That's what girls do at sleepovers," said Axel. "Are you a girl?"

"Of course not! Do I look like one?"

"Well, maybe…"

Before he could even blink, Demyx had tackled him with surprising strength.

"Hey! I was just kidding!" said Axel. "I didn't mean it!"

"I know!" laughed Demyx. "I just felt like tackling you!"

"Why you little-!"

Axel had re-tackled Demyx and was now on top of him, just in time for Marluxia to walk in. Both Axel and Demyx looked at the pink-crazed flowerboy.

"Um, am I interrupting anything, or…," Marluxia began.

Looking at his current position, Axel shuddered to think what Marly was thinking. He immediately pushed himself off of Demyx, almost red in the face.

"You pervert!" he yelled.

"What?" asked Demyx. "I don't get it."

"That's good," said Axel. "What do you want, Marluxia?"

"Oh. I was just ordered by the Superior to check up on you two, that's all."

"Then how come nobody came to check up on us last night?"

"I don't know. Why don't you ask him?"

"Because it's not worth it."

"I am in a pickle," said Demyx. "What are we talking about?"

"None of your business," said Axel.

"So is everything okay in here?" asked Marluxia.

"Yes," chorused Demyx and Axel.

"Good. Now I can leave this un-pinked room."

He walked out of the room rather weirdly. Demyx got back up on Axel's bed and Axel rearranged his blankets and pillows.

"So is there nothing you want to do?" asked Demyx.

"I want to sleep," said Axel.

"But sleeping is no fun. You even said it yourself. We're having a sleepover."

"No I didn't. When was that?"

"Ahem. In your own words: 'That's what girls do at sleepovers'. There you go. You called this a sleepover."

"But I was just referring to what girls do at sleepovers, not that we were actually having one."

"Oh. But we should have some fun anyways, right? After all, it is my last night here."

"Fine. What do you want to do?" asked Axel with a sigh.

"I want to…say evil things about people behind their backs."

"Okay. You go first."

"Sweet!" said Demyx. "Alright…Vexen has botox."

"Larxene's a guy."

"Marluxia's gay."

"I already knew that one. Um…Lexaeus has man boobs."

"Xemnas will get all wrinkly in old age because he goes to tanning salons."

"Saix is Legolas's lost brother."

"Axel is an anorexic moomba."

"Um, helloo?" I'm right here, ya know."

"Oops. My bad."

"How about this one? Demyx is on crack."

"Hey! That was an insult!"

"No. Really?"

"Grrrrr. Luxord thinks he's cool because he's got, like, twelve earrings on one ear."

"Xigbar's a hippie."

"Roxas is a midget."

Axel actually laughed.

"Xaldin needs to shave his sideburns. They look like lambchops."

"Zexion is a sissy."

So they went on for at least thirty more minutes talking about people evilly behind their backs, and spent at least ten minutes of it on Marluxia. Finally, after they thought they were going to blow up because they were laughing so much, they stopped.

"Wow," said Axel. "I had no idea I could have fun with a total dork like you."

"Ditto," said Demyx.

"Are you getting tired at all?"

"Nope. You?"

"Not really. I guess I just said I was tired as an excuse to not talk to you. Now that I'm having fun, I guess I take that back."

"Well, that's a major plot twist."

"Plot twist?" asked Axel. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing. Hey, do you want to see my most prized possession?"

"What is it?"

"It's something I stole from Space Paranoids. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Whoa. It's gotta be awesome."

Demyx got up out of Axel's bed and rummaged in his bag. He finally pulled out a device that was about as big as a deck of cards. It was black and had a circular thing on it, along with a small screen. There was a long wire connected to it, which at the end branched out and ended with two little half circles.

"It-it looks almost holy," said Axel. "What is it?"

"It's called an iPod," said Demyx, holding it up proudly.

"Wow. Even the name sounds awesome. What does it do?"

"I'll show you. Put these in your ears."

He handed Axel the two half circles. Axel crammed them into his ears.

"Now what do I do?" asked Axel.

"Sit back and listen," answered Demyx.

"Cool."

Suddenly there was a sound that sounded somewhat… depressed maybe?

"What is this?" asked Axel.

"Shhhh. It's my favorite song."

Axel listened for a while longer until what sounded like a young man singing to the music came up. After a while, he really started to like this. He had never really listened to music before, so this was practically a first for him. When the song was over he took the semi-circles out of his ears.

"I think I'm going to steal one of those for myself," he said. "What was that?"

"That, my friend, was Green Day," said Demyx.

"Cool."

And with that said, Demyx put his holy iPod back into his bag and they both went to sleep with happy little dreams in their heads…

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1. Buttocks is such a funny word. Myes…

2. Heh heh. Disgruntled. You just gotta love that word.

3. Sorry everybody. My mind is dysfunctional. I am slowly turning to the dark side.

4. I already told you guys, I don't know the dude's friend's names!

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