Excuse the grammer and/or spelling mistakes. I'm lazy and don't want to read through the story.
Couldn't figure out who should go inthe listfor this one. But we should all feel very bad for Cyclone... I do, anyway.
Marluxia, for the past fifty minutes, had been driving straight and taking turns whenever he feels like it. Everything was quiet, because, for once, everyone was silent. And then, something started beeping. Marluxia blinked and looked slightly surprised. "What the hell is beeping?"
"If that's my car signnaling that something's wrong with it," Axel spoke up, shifting in his position in the back seat. "I'll kill you."
Zexion rolled his eyes. "Shut up, Axel. It ran out of gas."
"How do you know that?" Roxas asked.
"I looked at the gas gauge. It's on E," Zexion replied as if Roxas's question was the stupidest question ever.
Marluxia snuck a look at the gauge, then went back to watching the road. "Well, so it is..."he muttered, before slamming both hands on the steering wheel. "Dammit! Axel, why the fuck did your car run out of gas!"
"It has been driven straight for fifty minutes without a break," Xena told him. She was yet again staring at Zexion.
"And yesterday it was driven for like thirty or more minutes straight because of Zexion's long trip home," Cyclone added, moving so that she was more comfortable.
Axel smiled. "I like that long trip home."
"Of course," Roxas said. "You had numbed your pain away with ice by the time we got home."
"Dammit!" Marluxia snapped as the car beeped again. "Someone go and get some more gas."
"Why don't you just pull into the hotel parking lot," Zexion suggested, trying his hardest to ignore Xena's stares. "and send Axel to get gas while the rest of us relax."
Axel blinked and glared at Zexion. "Hey! Why the fuck do I have to get the gas?"
"It is your car," Xena said, tearing her eyes away from Zexion to smirk at Axel.
Axel shook his head. "No, it rightfully belongs to the guy I got it from."
"You mean the guy you killed?" Cyclone asked, leaning on Axel.
"Exactly."
Marluxia pulled into a hotel parking lot and shut the car off. "Don't be stupid, Axel," he said, leaning back from the steering wheel. "Get off your lazyass and get some gas for this thing!"
Axel scowled at Marluxia. "I'm not getting it! You ran it out of gas, you go get the damn gas!"
Marluxia shook his head and smirked at Axel. "I am not getting gas for your car. You're the dumbass who forgot to fill it up yesterday."
"Well, sorry. I wasn't exactly focused on that yesterday," Axel said bitterly. "Or do you not remember that?"
Marluxia snicker. "Yes, I remember that. It was pretty funny."
"It was not funny!"
"Was too. Now stop complaining and do what I told you too, you pissant."
Axel crossed his arms and leaning back into the car's backseat. "I am not getting gas."
Marluxia's smirk faded into an irritated scowl. "Do what I said, now Axel! Get the fuck out of the this car and get the damn gas NOW!"
"If you really want that damned gas, I'll go get it," Zexion said.
"You're the one who suggested that Axel get it," Roxas said, finally turning away from the window.
Zexion grinned. "Heh... I just wanted to see which one would get angry first, Axel or Marluxia." He snickered and climbed out of the car, grabbing the gascan, and started down the road.
Cyclone, leaning around Axel, watched him. "...That dude is weird..."
Xena shrugged."I rather like weird guys."
"...You rather like anything ifit includes Zexion," Cyclone said, grinning.
"I do not!"
Axel rolled his eyes. "Do not start fighting."
"Please," Roxas agreed, gesturing towards the hotel. "Let's just go into the hotel."
Marluxia threw open his door andpulled his feet out the door. "I'm up for that. I've probably gotten ass-rash sitting in this car for so long."
Cyclone, as everyone gets out, "Marluxia, there is no such thing as ass-rash."
Axel sighed and shrugged. "Oh, I don't know. I believe I've gotten ass-rash along with something very similar in another place."
Xena blinked and then shook her head as the comment sunk in. "Ah, shit. I did not need to hear that."
Marluxia snickered "Rough night, Axel?" he asked. He started to laugh,but stopped as Axel literally jumped him.
"Do you have to start fighting everywhere?" Roxas asked, sighing.
"He's got a good reason for this one," Cyclone said, standing aside to watch Axel beat Marluxia with a chakram.
Roxas nodded. "Yeah, I guess he does."
"It's still annoying," Xena said, stepping out of the way as Marluxia swung his scythe around.
"Whatever," Cyclone muttered. "Let's just go in the hotel."
"All right." Roxas looked from her to the two men still struggling on the pavement. "Hey, Axel! Stop fighting, we're going in."
Axel smacked Marluxia once more with the chakram, then stood up. "Yeah, I'm coming," he said, letting the chakram disappear and walking to Roxas.
Marluxia snarled and stood, brushing the front of his clothes off. "Axel, you jackass."He, like Axel, let his scythe disappear, and locked the car. "Can't even say something anymore."
"I don't care what you say as long as it's not about last night," Axel said, glaring at him.
Marluxia scoffed. "Whatever, Axel. It's not my fault Xemnas went after you last night."
"We don't have to start an argument over whatever happened to Axel last night," Roxas said loudly, clearly annoyed.
Cyclone nodded. "We shouldn't even talk about Xemnas at all. Every time we do, the conversation ends up going back to what he did to Axel last night."
Xena, nowstanding at the front door of the hotel, yelled back to them, "Are you idiots coming or not?"
- - - - -
With the idiot Zexion, who decided to go to the gas station that's ten miles down the road instead of the one in front of the hotel. Halfway there, he stopped at the building next to him. Which happened to be a bar. And now that we know how Zexion was spending his time, back to the others.
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About four hours later. Axel, Roxas, and Cyclone were watching TV in a hotel room. Xena was outside that room, waiting for Zexion to return with gas. Marluxia, having nothing better to do, decided to take a shower and use up all the free soap, shampoo, conditioner, and whatever else is in their hotel room.
Axel, angry because he can't find anything he likes on the TV, scowled. "Ah... Fuck!" he yelled, throwing the remote. It crashed through the screen, and both Roxas and Cyclone watch as the TV sparks. "Why the hell isn't there anything good on that thing!"
"If there was, you'll never find out now," Roxas said, knowing that Axel would ignore him.
"I always wanted to know what would happen if you threw the remote at the TV," Cyclone muttered thoughtfully.
"Well, you do now."
"Forget the damn TV," Axel snapped, standing and cracking his knuckles. "Where the hell is that bitch Zexion? I'm tired of sittin in this hotel room!"
Marluxia entered the room from the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist. He looked around, spotted the busted TV, and sighed. "Axel, did you really have to destroy that?"
"...Yes."
Cyclone looked over at Marluxia, then sighed. "Damn, Marluxia. Why didn't you put your clothes on before prancing in here?"
"I am not prancing," Marluxia said, crossing his arms and glaring at her.
"You haven't answered the question, Marluxia," Roxas reminded him.
"Yeah, why are you standing around in that?" Axel said, staring at him.
Marluxia started to answer, then the door opened, and Xena stepped back in. "Hey, Zexion's back," she said, motionting towards the outside. "But- Holy shit, Marluxia. Shouldn't you be wearing some clothes?"
Marluxia narrowed his eyes. "If you idiots would shut up, I'll explain. I came out to get a drink. Figured you wouldn't want to see me naked."
"Still, you could've put on some clothes," Cyclone said, now joining Axel in staring at him.
"Didn't feel like it."
"Lazy jackass," Axel muttered, shaking his head.
Roxas, now the only one not staring at Marluxia, "Xena, where exactly is Zexion?"
"That bitch got the gas right?" Axel asked, looking at her.
"Not unless you usually drink gasoline from gas cans," Xena said, turning to look out the door.
"Sucidal fucker," Cyclone snorted, walking up behind her friend and pushing her out the doorway. The others followed, Marluxia stopping in the doorway and leaning against the doorframe.
"Actually," Marluxia said thoughtfully, watching Zexion gulp down whatever was in the gascan. "I don't think drinking gas could kill him."
"I'm starting to think it's not gas he's got in there," Xena said, before yelling out to him. "Hey, Zexion! What's in that thing?"
Zexion lowered the gascan and licked his lips. "Mmm... achohol."
Marluxia snorted a laugh. "You filled the gas can up with beer?"
Zexion grinned and walked over to them. "You're damn right I did!"
I"s that what you were doing for the past four hours?" Axel asked, glaring at him. "Getting drunk?"
"... I don't know. I lost track of the time two hours ago."
"That doesn't make any sense, Zexion," Roxas said.
"I'm drunk. I have no idea what I'm saying."
"That didn't make sense either," Cyclone said.
"...Hey!" Axel said suddenly."He can't get drunk! Zexion, you fucking liar!"
Zexion smiled, and stepped away from Axel. "Eh...heh... Wait, why is Marluxia wearing nothing but a towel?"
"Don't change the subject, dammit!" Axel snapped. "Why the hell didn't you get the gas! And don't you dare say "I didn't feel like it"!"
Zexion nodded."...Okay, I won't," he said, turning and running down the sidewalk.
Axel watched him for a moment, surprised. "Ah... damn!" Axel ran after Zexion, but skidded to a stop when Zexion grabbed his stomach, leaned over, and puked.
Cyclone sighed and backed up into Marluxia, causing him to move aside so that she could reenter the room. "He may not be able to die from alchohol, but it looks as if he can drink too much."
"That's the first time I've seen an Organization member vomit," Marluxia told her.
"The sidewalk is slanted, and his vomit's coming downhill..." Roxas informed them from the doorway. "Nasty..."
Outside, Xena had run to Zexion's side. "Zexion! Oh, Zexion, are you okay?"
Zexion nodded, not bothering to even try to move away from her. "Yeah... yeah... Just drank too much."
Axel grimaced and walked backwards into the room. "Oh, you are so lucky that I don't want to run through vomit. Hey, someone else go get the gas."
"Gas station is across the street," Marluxia said, mostly to himself. "And someone besides me had better do it. I'll get in trouble for indecent exposure."
"Well, if you'd put some clothes on..." Cyclone said.
"You don't tell me what to do, dammit!" Marluxia snapped.
"Fuck you, bitch."
"Don't fuck with me."
"Oh, damn, he puked again!" Roxas said loudly, sounding like he would start puking himself.
"Shit!" Axel said. "Someone go get that car some gas!"
"I'll do it,"Roxas said."If only to get away from Zexion while he pukes his guts out, I'll do it." Roxas walked to the car, took another gas can from it, and walked across the street. There was another retching sound from outside, causing Xena to enter the room again with a disgust look on her face.
"Zexion, you nasty fuck!" Axel yelled out the doorway. "Stay outside until you're finished throwing up all your guts!"
"Why don't you three wait by the car and I get dressed?" Marluxia suggested.
"Can't say I have a problem with Marluxia in clothes," Cyclone said, grabbing Xena. "C'mon, Xena." She left, dragging Xena with her.
Axel nodded and started after them. "I definitely don't have a problem with you in clothing." Once he was outside, heshouted toZexion: "Stop with the fucking vomiting, Zexion!"
Marluxia closed the door- forgot to lock it, always a bad thing - and remembered that he left his clothes in the bathroom. He walked to the bathroom, dropped the towel, reached for the doorknob, and then - joy for the person on the end of this deal - the door flew open.
Cyclone leaned halfway through the doorway. "Oi, Marluxia, Roxas is on his way back with the gas, so-" She stopped, her eyes wide, as she stared at the naked man before her. She muttered a quick 'ew' before she slapped a hand over her eyes, going slightly red. "Oh, my... Did not need to see that..." she murmured, backing out the doorway. "Xena! Do you have any eye drops?" She shut thedoor and locked it for Marluxia - who was at this time quite red himself, having let her get a view of his naked body. "I saw Marluxia naked!"
Oh, ew... I put a nasty picture in my own brain...
Anyway... The thing with them not being able to get drunk... I really don't know why I thought that as I was writing this, but, yeah. Go along with it. Let's just it's a part of the 'slightly AU' I put in the summary. Same with the gasoline thing.
