A/N: Blah. I'm so tired. I would say that I stay up allllll night to type this, but the truth is, I've had this for a while and I finished it's back up chapter two days ago…SO I'm just tired for no reason. Lol.
Happiness for having ALMOST 60 reviews I don't know…I don't think any of my stories have ever done this well and it makes inexplicably happy! Haha!

Anyway…I don't know what I want to say…I want to say something, but my ramble-o-meter is broken. So I'll ramble about having nothing to ramble about. Haha. I'm in a really good mood. I don't know why. I'm tired but happy. It's probably because I made some poor unsuspecting child cry…as has become my daily goal. I'm super mean. I should be flogged. I'm so FREAKING mean.

Oh, and I got to watch football, American football, that is. I don't know what it is about it but it made me soooo happy. Probably because the Colts won over the Patriots. I was so happy!

Moving on from my inability to ramble…which I proved wrong huh? Lol. Here's chapter seven!!! Yayness!

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Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep- Prelude 12/21 by AFI
Ring…Ring…

"'Lo?" Axel answered, picking the phone up from its hook by his bed.

"Larxene there?"

It was some guy as usual. One of her regulars, could-be dating if they did anything other than fuck, Axel could tell by his voice. It was one he heard frequently. He thought that maybe he should be fair and give the phone to Larxene, since she was actually home, but…

"No."

"Do you know when she'll be there?"

"No."

"Can you give her a message?"

"No."

Click.

He pressed the phone down for what seemed like the zillionth time in so many moments since being awake. He really was going to find all of these losers, and burn down there houses; if only for the fact he didn't want them to call his house at before god o'clock any more. He rolled over, preparing for more sleep. It was only six after all, the needy losers.

He heard footsteps down the hallway. Figuring it was Ruxy or his father, he tried to fall back asleep. He would need all the sleep he could get if he was going to make it through the day. However, the door opened quietly, and he knew it couldn't be his parents; they didn't talk to him in the mornings. He turned over again, shielding himself from the harsh hallway light.

"Who was it, little brother?" Larxene asked.

He shook his head; not daring to tell her it was one of her dates. "Telemarketer," He answered.

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"Riku? You didn't come home last night?" Aerith asked, setting some food in front of him.

"How would you know?" Riku asked, having stared at his food for a moment. He put some of the waffle into his mouth and awaited her answer.

"I stayed the night. Now it's your turn." She said patiently, cutting into her own waffle.

Riku snapped his attention up to the young woman. Why had she stayed the night without calling to tell him? "I came home at midnight. Why'd you stay?"

She didn't look up to meet his eyes. "Sephiroth told me to."

"Do you do everything Sephiroth tells you to?" Riku said witheringly.

Aerith set her fork down. "Is it too hard to ask that you be civil for breakfast?" She said, still calm but upset at the accusation. "I made your favorite now eat before you have to go to school. Don't forget you have tutoring with Vexen."

"It was only a question."

"Fair enough. I only do what he tells me to do when he's in pain." She said, stabbing at the waffle.

"Angel's disease wasn't made to be pleasurable." Riku said.

That was the name of his disease, 'Angel's disease,' a rare disorder forced the nervous system to send messages of severe pain to the mind making the mind believe it was in pain while the body was fine. The mind began to deteriorate and make up scenarios, or blank out memories. Thus the need for the shots; they were stabilizers, and quickly set the mind back to its normal state. The problem with the drug, however, was that the body quickly got used to the doses and have to be updated as often as once a month. When the body had been intoxicated beyond its acceptance the subject would die.

The disease was treatable and over time could possibly be turned into a more manageable state of schizophrenia. Sephiroth would hear none of it though. Something had happened to him around the time he had been diagnosed with this and he just didn't care. He sank into some sort of depression and even seemed to hope that the disease would take him soon.

What truly boiled Riku, though, was that Aerith seemed to be indulging his brother. Letting him do what he wanted, instead of trying to convince her brother to enter some sort of clinic.

She huffed, setting her fork down gently. "Don't act like I don't try for him. I had to stick him at least three times while you were out." She demanded.

Riku didn't say anything to that. He felt too guilty to say anything knowing that other days, when Aerith didn't spend the night, Sephiroth was left alone. His mind could make up anything it wanted, and he was left to the mercy of it.

Maybe his brother wasn't trying to further his illness. Maybe it was Riku.

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"Hey, Axel where were you yesterday? I waited all afternoon." Roxas said.

Roxas felt a little bad for doing this to his stressed friend. He obviously had known where he was, he had sent Ollete on a false mission to tell Axel that the librarian needed to see him about a missing book (which Axel really did have, she just didn't know that yet.), thus he had headed straight into there trap. However, on the other side, if they didn't come up with some sort of plan, he would likely get his hair set on fire which would lead to him being on fire. It was something he didn't want to experience again.

"I'm so sorry." Axel said, forcing a look of apology. "I totally forgot. I went to Demyx's."

Just lie, he told himself. Lie, and they won't ask questions. Lie and you won't feel guilty.

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"I thought you were going to help me with calculus yesterday." Sora acted confused for nearly the same reason as Roxas. "Did you forget?"

Riku froze, midway through lighting his cigarette. He had just gotten out of Vexen's and had about ten minutes to spare before class started. Of course, he had expected the school to know by now, but looking around everyone was acting the same towards him. He shook his head. Why hadn't Axel told anyone?

"No. Uh, Aerith called. Sephiroth had an attack. I had to get home straight away."

Just lie and they won't ask questions, he told himself.

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"Do you want some of my salad, Axel?" Naminé asked, scooting her tray forward invitingly.

Axel shook his head 'no', not bothering to look at her. He was still transfixed with something over in the corner, so transfixed that he hadn't said a single thing to his friends during lunch.

Roxas glanced up from his food, towards the direction Axel was staring. How convenient that Riku was sitting in that corner today. He smirked, and then said to his friend, "Namie, he doesn't eat lunch. He's been like this since forever. Let it go."

"It worries me sometimes." Naminé said helplessly. "You're so thin Axel. It's like you're wasting away." She began poking his sides, feeling his ribs all too well for her comfort.

Axel giggled, trying to scoot away. "I get it from my mom." He chuckled.

She didn't look convinced, but she tossed her hair over her shoulder, sighing, "As long as you're sure."

"I am, Namie. Don't worry." With that said, Axel turned away from her, folding his hands under his chin to watch the other side of the room like a hawk.

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"I don't think this constitutes as food." Sora complained scooting something the school was trying to pass off as spaghetti around.

"It's not so bad if you drown it in salt." Kairi said, eating her food ravenously.

Sora looked at her in disgust. She could be such a pig sometimes.

"No you're just woofing it down too fast to taste it." Sora said, setting down his fork and pushing his tray away. "Well, I think I'm done for the time being. My appetite was just eaten by Kairi."

She giggled uncontrollably, covering her mouth to hide her open cackle. Hyena. That was her knew name.

Sora rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair to observe his silent friend. "Riku what's wrong? You haven't scolded me for being immature."

Sora followed Riku's gaze, finding his eyes settling with a laughing redhead. Riku hadn't said a word about the library cataloging room at all. Something Sora found completely odd; Riku told him everything…didn't he? He looked at Riku again, searching his cool and collected face. "Are you okay?"

"He hasn't said anything." Riku said quietly, his eyes never leaving his nemesis.

"Who?" Sora asked his friend, even though he knew the answer.

"Nothing, Sora." He answered. "Don't worry about it."

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"Who answered your phone this morning?" One of her 'friends' asked her; Zell she was pretty sure his name was. He was one of her normal ones; they shacked up about twice a week. Unfortunately, he called every five minutes as if the world was ending.

"What time did you call?" Larxene asked, playing with his phone (A silent hobby she had gotten used to after they 'went out'.).

He thought about it for a few moments, stroking his messy hair in thought. "About six." He concluded nodding his head in affirmation.

She thought about this for a few moments. Her mom and dad left a five every morning, leaving only two people in the house, so if it wasn't her, obviously…"That would have been my brother."

"So you were home?"

"Yes, why?"

"He said you were out."

"Did he?" She said, remembering what Axel had said about the Telemarketer.

"He does that a lot. Nearly every time I call."

Larxene patted his arm, which was draped around her casually. "He doesn't know what he's doing. He's still mostly asleep when he answers the phone in the morning." She said, putting a loving tone in her voice to make him believe it more, but in the back of her mind, she promised to try to find out what was wrong with him. Axel was becoming a little more off every time she saw him.

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A/N: I love drama…so much. Sighs dreamily. It's almost worth the depression I put myself into to be able to write this.

I hope you all love my drama too. I hope you like it enough to review, because your reviews are like air to me. If you don't review then I don't have air, and I die. That means that you don't have any more chapters… I'm not sure if that's a good threat, but I'm ZONING so I'm going to leave it be. Haha.

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