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Hi ya! Well, remember that research paper I had to do? Yeah, I turned it in and well, it wasn't a pleasant grade, so, I won't be updating until I'm ungrounded. Sorry!

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Chapter 4- what changed

After that little incident, Marluxia has been following me 24/7. It doesn't matter where it is or when. That means that he cares a bit too much.

I took him out a few times to 'paint' the town. He seems to get what he's doing now. I think he's enjoying it. He started to express himself a lot more. He's even making good friends, some girls, but promises to stay with me. Can he truly keep a promise when he's only in the eighth grade?

We are in our second semester of school now. We just got back from winter break. Classes switched today. Again, all my classes are with Mar. Again, I'm sitting next to him. Nothing has changed, but for our classes. We like it that way.

"You know, I'm okay. You don't have to follow me around anymore. It's been almost two weeks." I told Marluxia. Now, don't get the wrong idea. I love him and all, but not that much.

"Oh, sorry. I don't mean to." He apologized. Even though I've heard his voice so many times, I still can't get enough.

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"Hey, Demyx, have you seen Marluxia lately?" I asked. Mar has been gone for a week now and he isn't anywhere to be found.

"No. It's not like him to leave like that. He likes school too much." Demyx replied. He was one of Marluxia's friends. "Wonder where he could've went." He looked at me. "But don't fret, he'll come back. I know it." Demyx was the kind of person to help others, even if he didn't know them.

"Okay. Thanks." I told him, walking into the hallway. I got in trouble a few days ago by Ms. Strife and had to sit in the hall until further notice. It was quiet out here and liked it. Some other kid, uh… what's his name? Oh yeah! Zexion was sent out to the hall for a make up exam and we talked for a bit.

"So your Marluxia's friend, right?" He asked me. His voice was calm and quiet… It was a bit higher pitched than Marluxia's.

"Yeah. Have you seen him?" I asked.

"Not yet. Demyx is looking though." He said.

"Gotta love that Demyx. Always looking to find a way to help someone." I replied.

"Yeah." He said and continued his test.

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The next day I came to class only to see some pink haired punk sitting in Marluxia's spot. "Yo!" I told the pink haired person. He turned around. "You're in my friends spot, get out!" I threatened. Who was he?

"No. Correction, my spot." I recognized that voice. That calm hypnotizing voice rang through my ears. Was it really him? Where was he?

"Excuse me? That is Marluxia's spot, No one else's. Got it memorized?" I told him, I couldn't even think that it was him.

"This is my spot. Axel, has a week without me, made you forget?" He looked at me. As fate would have it, it was him. Marluxia was sitting in front of me, taking my bashings, and I didn't know.

"Mar, where were you?" I asked him. I was still unsure…was that really him?

"Hallow Bastion." He replied. He sat still in his spot, staring at me.

"Oh really? What were you doing there in Hallow Bastion?" I asked him.

"Visiting people." He put simply.

"Well, okay. You could've told someone." I told him. He has relatives in Hallow Bastion?

"I'm sorry." He said, looking away.

I looked at the clock. Two minutes until class. That means two minutes until I leave him for the mall. Will he come too? Ms. Strife walked in. "Axel, you can head outside again." She said to me. I obeyed her and walked into the cold, dark hall. I sat on the cold floor and started on my homework. The work was easy being alone was hard…

I finished my homework in 20 minutes and had two hours to do anything else. I pondered over Mar's change in attitude and hair color. What happen in hallow Bastion to cause him to change? What did he do? Why did he dye his hair? What happened to the Marluxia I knew only a week ago?

Zexion came in the hall again. "I heard that Marluxia came back." He said, looking at me.

"He did, but he changed." I answered, looking at my feet.

"How?" I take that he knew, but he wanted to help.

"His hair is pink and his innocent attitude is long gone…" I sadly replied.

"Wonder what made him do that?" He looked at his worksheets and pondered over them.

"Me too. He's way too nice to do anything like that by himself. What pushed him over the edge?" Really, what did? Who? What did that to him? Who was he visiting? Too many questions, and I still have no answers.

"I know who did it." He said suddenly. He knew? Why didn't he say earlier?

"Who? Who destroyed my innocent Marluxia?" I wanted to turn the culprit to mush.

"Roxas." That one name hit me like a train. Roxas did it? Why?

"How? Why?" I was confused.

"Roxas was jealous of you two. He wanted to separate you, no matter what." He spoke with some anger in his voice. "He tortured him. He tore apart Marluxia's hopes and dreams. He hurt him to the point that he began to seclude himself. Roxas died his hair. He gave him the attitude that he has now." He explained. Every word he said, both our anger and hatred increased.

"Why? If he was jealous, why do all that? I asked. Zexion seemed stunned to me, but why? "Why did… Why did he have to go so far?" I began to cry a bit… doushite? Roxas hurt Mar, My Marluxia… He crushed my Marluxia's dreams. He crushed mine too. He didn't just hurt Marluxia he hurt me.

Zexion stood up and looked away from me. "Ask Roxas that. He's the only one that knows." He walked back inside the classroom.

Roxas, why hurt someone to get to me? What good does that accomplish? It won't make me like you; it'll make me hate you.

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"Roxas! Roxas!" I saw him after school. I wanted to do so many things to him, but I just can't.

He turned around. "Axel… What do you want?" He asked. The way he said my name, was he disappointed?

"What did you do to Marluxia?" I asked him. I was grabbing his shoulder, looking at him in the eyes.

"I changed him. I told him the truth." He said. I never knew that he was this cruel to others.

"What truth? How?" I wanted to punch his face, but his unusual charm stopped me.

"The truth about everything. I showed him the truth of his actions." He sounded unemotional. I hated it.

"What actions? What truth?" I was beyond mad. He wasn't telling me everything. He was lying through his teeth and I know it.

His eyes were staring into mine, His soulless, blue eyes. "You have taught him many things that tainted him. I told him about them, made him take the punishment, changed him." He told me.

So… It was I? I made him into what he is now? I couldn't of. I only wanted to help him. I wanted him to open up again… "So what did I do?"

He looked over me. "Painting the town. You showed him the freedom of expression." Now I remember. I took him out several times. I made him open up to others. I helped him. Where did it go wrong?

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Konnichiwa! Remember back in the earlier chapters when I said his hair was brown? I had a reason! So yeah… My report isn't good; it will take a bit till the next chapter is up. Okay! I used a few Japanese words in this one. I'll tell them to you. Well, the ones that I didn't explain already… First up! Doushite? Why? And Konnichiwa good day or good after noon. And to all you alls who are reading this in the morning, Ohiyo! That is good morning to all who don't know… So I have to get off before I found…

Bai!

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