Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any of the drugs mentioned in this fanfic.

A/N: Sorry, that one was a little short. Well, here's the next one! I'll try to make it a little longer to make up for the last chapter. Read and review!

With Effects Akin to Narcotics

Chapter Five

I left early, since all the fun was gone. Larxene had learned nothing new, of course. So that left me with one, very appealing, option.

I opened the door, not bothering to knock.

Namine looked up at me, surprised. There was some amount of fear in her eyes, but I ignored it. She always seemed to be scared of something. And I was definately something she should fear.

I sauntered into the room, pretending to be interested in the many posters she had littering the walls. Stupid bands, stupid celebrities... Brad Pitt? Hmm, that was a new one...

"Hello, Marluxia," she said, her voice small.

My eyes flickered to her, then back to the poster of Taken. I walked the rest of the way around her room, then stopped in front of her. She was standing now, wearing her typical white, shapeless dress. I looked down at her. "There's no need for words is there?" I asked, my voice a monotone.

Her mouth opened slightly, then shut again, and she shook her head.

I stepped forward and placed my hands on her shoulders. She turned her eyes to the floor, but I cupped her chin in my hand and raised her head, forcing her to meet my eyes. "Look at me," I said, and she nodded ever so slightly.

I returned my hands to her shoulders and, with hardly any motion, slid the straps of her dress off of them. The dress fell to the ground, baring the pale skin of her body to me. I looked her over, tracing her curves with my eyes. Her face grew red, but her eyes never left mine. Good girl. Maybe I'd go easy on her this time.

Maybe.

I made a sharp gesture with my head towards the bed, and she made no hesitation. She turned and lay down, her eyes still glued to mine. The color reminded me of Kairi.

Axel was a fool to try and protect her. She'd be mine, even if I had to bury the moron.

-----{with effects akin to narcotics}-----

What was wrong with me?

Why did Axel just take off like that? He seemed into it - into me - but then he just stood up and left.

He had a problem. That was the only solution. He had some psychological damage that made him... weird, I guess. Stupid.

God, I was tired. And my head was starting to hurt. I needed some aspirin. Maybe then I could go to sleep.

I stood up, stumbled a little, but made my way to the door nonetheless. I used the doorframe and walls to balance myself as I swaggered through the hallway. I went down the stairs, almost tripping at least three times, and stepped onto the hardwood floor of the entryway. Did Axel have parents? Unless they both worked insanely late, they should be here. I should ask him next time I saw him.

Unless he started ignoring me, too. Stupid boy.

I walked into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards, finally finding one full of plastic orange bottles and OTC drugs. I fished around and found some ibuprofen, then pressed hard down on the lid and tried to twist it open. It slipped on the counter and fell to the ground, the lid popping and little orange pills spilling all over the floor. "Shit," I muttered. "Stupid childproof crap..." I leaned down and swept the pills back into the container, then poured out two clean ones for me. I closed the jar before I dropped it again, and shoved it back where it was.

I started to close the cupboard door when I spotted a little box that seemed to stand out against all the orange and white. It was white itself, but had a fire engine red top, like Axel's hair, and big black letters. I had to squint to read it - 'cause everything seemed to be getting blurry at random times - but made out the word Marlboro on the front.

These were Axel's cigarrettes! I opened up the box and saw that there were only three left. Loser, this pack looked brand new! Did he smoke that much?

I was about to throw the box away when I thought about how pissed off he would be with me if I did. Then I furrowed my brow. Who cares? He's being a little indecisive jerk; he deserves to be without his stupid smokes!

But if I threw them away there, then he could just easily dig them out of the trash and it would've been pointless. Then he'd laugh at how dumb I was! Asshole, I wasn't gonna let him laugh at me!

I set my face in a determined look and stuck the pack in my back pocket, then smirked. He wasn't getting them now.

I looked around for a glass and found a beer on the counter across from me. I was a little skeptical at first, but decided to take it anyway. It's not like anyone poisoned it or anything, so why not? I popped the pills in my mouth and washed them down with a big gulp of the beer.

I still got that shiver as it went down, and I giggled. I would never get used to that.

A swoon made me remember how tired I was, and I gripped onto the edge of the counter again. Man, that was getting annoying. I shook my head and set the beer back on the counter, then walked out of the kitchen.

I'd made it to the top of the stairs when I heard something. I wasn't quite sure what it was, but it wasn't something I normally heard. I moved away from the room Axel had given me to the other side of the hallway. One of the doors was cracked open. That was where the sound was coming from.

I hesitated, wondering whether or not I should open the door. I listened for another moment, and I could finally pinpoint what the sound was.

There were people making out in there!

I giggled softly to myself. Apparently everyone was having some fun tonight. I started to turn around, but my curiousity won out. Who was in there?

I slowly opened the door just enough to peek inside, trying to keep my laughter under control.

It was Larxene! Of course that slut was getting it on. But with who...? I couldn't get a clear look at him... or her, for all I knew.

Larxene turned, and the boy turned with her, stepping forward to press her up against a wall. His hands slammed against the wall on either sides of her head, trapping her, but she smiled, as if being overpowered was something enjoyable.

Well, I wouldn't mind being her right then. Being pinned against the wall by a shirtless, sexy guy with crazy red hair...

Wait. Axel?!

I covered my mouth to stifle my gasp and turned on my heel, backing away from the door. Axel, with Larxene? With that crazy blonde slut?

Right after he made out with me?

I shook my head. I couldn't believe this. He really did have some psychological damage!

I grit my teeth together. That asshole! If he thinks he just use me, then bounce back to his little whore, I thought, stomping down the stairs, then he must be high to the point of passing out!

I stumbled to the front door, opened it and, without a second look back, slammed it behind me.