Namine sat on her bed, sketchpad leaned against her knees as her drawing started to take form. The competition was less than a month away and she was right on schedule with her art. Namine's head shot up at a knock on the door. She closed her sketchpad and walked over to the plain white door the dorm provided. She hesitantly grabbed the handle and pulled the door open, her eyes widening, "Larxene?"

"Hey Namine." Without asking to come in, Larxene walked through the door and threw herself on Namine's bed, her eyes red and swollen.

"Why'd you leave the mall so early?" Namine sat down on the bed next to Larxene, her worry apparent. "Sure, we did get kicked out of the restaurant, but we could still shop after all."

"I broke up with Axel," Larxene squinted her eyes, possibly to keep herself from crying.

"WHAT? Why?" Namine gasped, placing a hand of comfort on Larxene's shoulder.

"It would have happened anyways," Larxene murmured. "It's obvious we don't go together. It's like mixing oil and water." She leaned her head against the wall and continued, "At least this way it won't just be because Axel got bored of me."

"So you broke up with him so he wouldn't break up with you?" A voice asked from the other side of the room. Larxene's head shot up and she looked to see a girl with short black hair and bright blue eyes. She had a comic book in her hands, and she allowed herself a momentary break from the plot to comment before returning to it.

"Larxene, this is Xion." Namine introduced, "She's my roommate. She's a Fire." Xion nodded but didn't look up from her comic. "And she's right," Namine's blue eyes showed compassion, "You shouldn't just break up with Axel because of that."

"It's not just because of that," Since Xion was already clued in on Larxene's love life, there was no point in trying to keep her from hearing now. "I'm not a psychic, but I can tell you what Axel's future will be like. He'll be a fucking rich CEO with a richy bitchy supermodel wife named Jenna and little old me will just marry some drunkard who spends more time with prostitutes than me." Larxene sighed, "He's way too good for me. There's no way it would have worked out at all."

"Larxene..." Namine sighed, "I don't think I'm good enough for Roxas, and I'm not breaking up with him."

Larxene looked at Namine, "That's different. He doesn't think he's good enough for you either. And everyone knows you're perfect for each other. Everyone knows Axel and I aren't supposed to be together, and Axel doesn't think he's not good enough for me." At Namine's questioning glance Larxene extrapolated. "Why else would he not tell me he has so much money? He wanted me to feel a little better about myself and live in some little fantasy world where we're on equal ground."

"Larxene, that's not why he didn't tell you." Namine shook her head, "You know Axel better than that." Namine stopped when the shrill tone of her cell phone started ringing.

"I'll leave you to your phone sex," Larxene murmured, grabbing Namine's phone from next to her and tossing it to the embarrassed blonde, "Roxas" being visible on the front screen.

.:The Next Day:.

Axel walked though the school gates, somewhat resembling a zombie. His green eyes were glazed over and he was murmuring something to himself. The school was abuzz around him about the recent news of his single status, but he seemed oblivious to it all. It wasn't like there was a major gossip among them who told. Neither Xion nor Namine were the type to spread rumors, but Namine told Roxas, who told Demyx, who told Mary, who didn't realize they were about to have a confidential conversation and put the phone on speaker as she was getting dressed for bed and her roommate heard, who told a guy who told his sister who told her friend who was a second cousin twice removed to Raven who spread the rumor like fire. As if everyone hadn't already heard at that point.

"Hiiiii Axel," Raven winked at Axel, who just walked past her without even a glance. She pouted, but her eyes widened greedily when Larxene walked past, "I guess Axel was pissed that you wouldn't put out for him," she sneered, giving a satisfied smirk when Larxene flipped her the bird. "Do you really think you're good enough to break up with him? It's obvious you aren't."

Larxene shot Raven a death glare and walked closer to her. Raven could feel some static in her hair rising and she patted it down irritably. Dry weather was the worst. "Listen here you pathetic excuse of an inbred whore," Larxene grabbed a lock of Raven's hair and snarled at her, "I am stronger than you. I'm smarter than you. I'm bitchier than you. Why the hell should I give a flying fuck if you and your tiny-tit dumbo squad members think I'm not at the same standard as you?" Larxene turned on her heel and stormed off, ignoring the light that blew right above Raven's head, just barely keeping from scratching up her shocked face.

A window of a nearby building had the face of a certain flower-teacher in it, and he drew the lilac curtains back over it and sighed. "She's waking up more and more. How long will it be..?" Marluxia crossed his arms and scrunched his eyebrows, "If she doesn't fix this little problem... Axel will surely die when she remembers."

.:Laws:.

"'Sup dudes?" Everyone blinked at the older man in front of that classroom. "Listen. That tight-lipped law teacher of your's? Yeah, she decided that it was time for retirement. Something about being attacked with her own desk or something..." The man scratched his head, not pulling any of the black hair with gray streaks out of its ponytail. "She also warned me to stay away from a dude named Opry something... AXEL!" The man brightened up as he saw the red mass of hair.

Axel brought his head up, watching with disinterest before plopping it back down on the table. "Wow, someone's a cranky dude," the man shook his head in defeat. "ANYWAYS. The name is Xigbar Namtab. Just call me Xigbar, Mr. Namtab is my father's name... and my grandfather's for that matter." Xigbar laughed.

"AXEL! Get your hairy ass in- Xigbar?" Marluxia blinked, his sudden entrance going all but unnoticed. "XIGBAR!" Marluxia clapped his hands together, a smile on his face.

"Yo, hey there Marly. You finally come out of the closet?" Xigbar grinned, his only eye not blocked by an eye-patch closed in merriment.

Marluxia gave a gasp of excitement. "YOU MEAN YOU REMEMBER ME XIGGY?" Marluxia spun around in pure joy, "OH HAPPY DAYS! FINALLY, ONE OF MY OLD COMPANIONS CAN RECALL MY NAME AND FACE!"

"Who could forget a flower-dude like you?" Xigbar laughed again, "So, you're gay this time around?"

"You can bet your probably scarred ass I am!" Marluxia gave Xigbar a thumbs up.

"It's not scarred," Xigbar pointed out, "Just tan."

"Can we please stop talking about butts?" Xigbar and Marluxia both turned to see Xion, comic book in hand. Recognition fluttered in Xigbar's eye but he said nothing. Of course, Marluxia lacked that subtlety.

"XIIIION!" Marluxia leaped over to Xion, "SURE YOU WERE NEVER REALLY PART OF OUR EXCLUSIVE GROUP, BUT I REMEMBER YOU AS WELL! WHY HAVEN'T YOU TAKEN ANY OF MY CLASSES?"

"..." Xion widened her eyes in confusion, "I already speak French and Japanese fluently. I don't need to take Foreign Languages."

Marluxia narrowed his eyes in challenge, "Really?" He slammed a hand on Xion's desk and leaned in close to her. "Vous prendrez ma classe."

"Je refuse. Je n'ai pas besoin de." Xion didn't even pause before replying. Marluxia's eyebrow twitched. He didn't offer Japanese as a language and thus couldn't test her efficiency of said language, but he had to assume it was good enough.

"Alright Pinky, enough molesting my students," Xigbar spoke sharply and tugged at Marluxia's hair. "Besides, didn't you come in here for a reason?"

"Oh, right!" Marluxia jumped away from Xion, "Where's Axel?" Demyx pointed at the giant red spot that was Axel and Marluxia ran to him. When he saw how he kept his head down, Marluxia grabbed Axel's hair and forced him to look at him, "Listen! This whole thing with- huh?" The moment Marluxia let go of Axel's hair, the teen's head just fell back on the desk with a thud. There was a pounding silence in the classroom, "I think it needs new batteries."

"It's the thing with Larxene," Demyx sighed.

"RIGHT!" Marluxia gripped his his fist and yelled at the air, "It's a good thing I know how to awaken a man!" Right. That didn't sound awkward at all.

Marluxia smirked and leaned closer to Axel, lightly tracing a circle on the nape of his neck. Axel stirred slightly. Marluxia leaned forward and whispered something in his ear. No one knew what it was with the exception of Axel who sat up quickly with a horrified face, "MARLUXIA! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!"

"AXEL!" Marluxia ignored the statement and glared at the pyro, "If you don't fix your love life up, then you will die the most painful death possible! Trust me on that!" Marluxia stood up and walked out of the classroom, only pausing to exchange a few whispered words with Xigbar.

"Was that a threat?" Xigbar looked at Marluxia skeptically.

"A warning." Marluxia kept his eyes on the ground, "Hell hath no fury to that of a woman scorned. Especially twice by the same man." He strolled out gracefully, noticing with a sigh that Axel reverted back to his zombie-like state.

.:End of School:.

Roxas sighed and waved a hand in front of Axel's dead face. "I think we need to get him put to sleep," he sighed, ruffling his hair an in attempt to give the sun less interference when giving him ideas for reviving his friend. Sure, asking Marluxia what the secret was a useful idea if it wasn't for the fact that Roxas didn't want permanent scarring in his mind.

Roxas jumped back as Axel suddenly brightened up "LAAAARXENE!" Roxas turned his head to see Larxene. She glanced at Axel for a moment before just walking as though nothing happened.

"Oh my..." Roxas turned again to see Demyx and Mary, the latter of the two with a look of concern on her face. "Larxene!" Mary left the group with a run, before stopping to say something to Larxene. The two then walked through the gates at the same pace. Namine joined the, moments later and the three walked off together; deep in conversation.

"Damn," Demyx sighed and shook his head, his arms crossed over his chest. "Those three are reallygoing to rip on Axel." The mentioned pyro was once again a member of the cult of the walking dead and didn't say a thing in response.

"What makes you say that?" Roxas dug his hands into his pockets and slumped forward, slightly put off by the fact that he couldn't spend some time with his girlfriend.

Demyx shook his head again. "Three girls. One of them spiteful. All of them friends. Add one idiot boy to the mix and you have one crazy ripping riot."

Roxas blinked, "Is that from a song?" He gave one last lingering gaze to Namine before kicking the first unfortunate pebble to be in his path.

"No," Demyx was silent for a second, "But it is now."

"Here's a tip," Roxas chuckled slightly, "Don't call it a 'ripping riot' cause it sounds like they're farting or something." Demyx and Roxas both laughed, but Axel remained silent because everyone knows that zombie's don't laugh, because the walking dead are unable to laugh. That's just unnatural.

.:Namine's House:.

Mary, Larxene, and Namine were all sitting in Namine's room: Mary on the floor, Larxene in a desk chair, and Namine on the white bed. Along with the bed; the walls, ceilings, curtains, desk, chair, carpet, and windowpanes were also white. "You know, for an artist you have a really dull room," Larxene was sitting backwards on the chair with it's back against her chest as she learned her arms on it.

Mary sighed, "Larxene, we aren't here to discuss interior design, we're here to dissect your relationship with Axel."

"There's nothing to dissect anymore," Larxene replied, pulling out a pen and clicking it on and off out of boredom.

Mary gave another sigh, "Listen Larxene, you two need to get back together. I know he's a dummy, but you love him and you know it."

Larxene slumped over, "You think I don't know that?" She spoke in a whisper. "Of course I love him, but I hate not being good enough for him." She got off the chair and sat on the floor instead, "He could do so much better than me, and everyone seems to be reminding me of this every time we go anywhere together."

Namine tucked her legs beneath her and leaned towards Larxene, "That's complete strangers and girls who want to take Axel from you. Why would you even listen to them?" She smiled, "He picked you, isn't that enough?"

"No it isn't!" Larxene snapped, "It was a lot easier before he asked me out. I talked to no one and no one talked to me. Everything was perfectly fine, before that red-headed ass came in and ruined my life!" Larxene turned in the chair and slammed her head on the desk, ignoring the throbbing headache that came as a result. "It's too hard... I don't want to have to deal with this."

Mary stood up and placed a comforting hand on Larxene's shoulder, "You don't mean that Larxene." She spoke soothingly to calm her friend, "Yes, it's difficult, but isn't it worth it?"

Larxene kept her head down, "I don't know... Axel has no idea why he likes me. What if it's just hormones going insane?" She forced herself to a sitting position, "I don't want to go through this shit for hormones."

.:Next Week:.

All throughout the following week, Axel roamed the school lifelessly, his blank green eyes kept to the ground as his feet followed the habit of his school schedule. Every time he saw Larxene, life would return to his eyes, but she would treat him coldly, or simply ignore him. As a result, Axel spent very little time actually doing anything. All of their friends saw this and tried to fix things, but Axel seemed oblivious to their advice and Larxene refused to follow it. Teachers worried about Axel, but no one could save him from his own self-pity.

It was Thursday once more and was sitting against a wall, romance novel in her lap. Despite her own mishaps with relationships, Larxene still enjoyed reading about the over-dramatic descriptions of sexual feelings and encounters alike. She looked up at the blue sky, hating the cheerfulness of it. "Damn it all..." she muttered, leaning her head back against the rough texture of the wall.

"Break-up troubles?" A dry voice spoke and Larxene turned to see Zexion looking down at her; emotionless as always.

"Like always," Larxene sighed, "No break-up is nice." Zexion sat down next to her and looked at her book, Larxene glared as his quizzical look, "What?"

"I never pinned you as a romance novel type," Zexion replied smoothly. "Rather, I thought you'd read horror stories."

Larxene sniffed, "Sorry to disappoint." She turned back into her novel, ignoring the world around her.

Zexion was silent, "So, you read about love to forget your own?" Larxene gave Zexion a death glare, and he knew he was right. "Do you know what fixes break-up problems?"

Larxene threw her book down with a hiss, "If you imply that Axel and I should get back together, I will snap your scrawny neck."

Zexion smiled at Larxene: a mysterious smile. "Quite the opposite: you get a new relation ship." He placed a hand on Larxene's, his blue eyes boring into her entire soul.

Both schemer and savage alike froze when a shadow descended over them. Larxene looked up with a scowl to see her ex-boyfriend, who once again had fire in his eyes: the fire of hatred. "Get your hands off her you emo fag!" He grabbed Zexion by the collar and pulled him to his feet forcefully. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to touch other people's property?" Zexion was unfazed by Axel's words, and that only enraged the pyro more.

"Axel, let him go!" Larxene grabbed Axel's arm, and he immediately released his grip on the smaller teen, his eyes clouding with emotions. Larxene glared at Axel, "I am not your property Axel."

Zexion watched the two with disinterest and turned off to walk, "Have fun lovebirds." He waved a goodbye and walked off, ignored by the two.

Larxene gave Axel one final glare before turning on her heel and storming off, leaving a desperate Axel behind. "Larxene, wait!" She ignored his call and walked faster, trying to escape hearing distance of her former lover. "LARXENE!" She increased her pace, and Axel called out in desperation, "YOU HAVE A GREAT ASS!"

Larxene froze and turned back to Axel quickly, her face a bright red, "Axel..." she walked to him menacingly, "What... did you just say?"

Axel walked quickly to Larxene, speaking just as quickly in case she changed her mind about hearing him out, "You have a great ass, you're really witty, you have a million times more personality than anyone I know, you can put up with me, you're fun to hang out with, you aren't afraid to stand up for yourself, there's a shy side to you that's adorable, you're strong enough to handle anything life throws at you, but weak enough to make me want to protect you, and I want to spend as much time with you as possible in order to understand you better! That's why I asked you out, so PLEASE DON'T BREAK UP WITH ME!"

Larxene stood there, numb with shock as she stared as the red-haired Cheshire. "Axel..." she sighed, rubbing her forehead, "I broke up with you a week ago."

Now Axel was the one in shock, "WHAT!?" His jaw dropped as he stared at Larxene, "WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME!" He stood there silent as Larxene stared at him, a smile playing at her lips.

"Axel," she laughed, walking closer to him, "You're an idiot." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, their chests touching as she spoke, "and I'm the idiot in love with you." She smiled warmly at Axel, who returned the smile, still wondering when they broke up but not caring since they were back together again.