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A.N: Hello my wonderful readers, thanks to all those who reviewed last chapter. I was a bit disappointed at the lack of reviews, bu t i understand i took a really long time to update so yeah! But heres a speedy update, which i hope you will ALL LOVE! This chapter is important, it might not seem it but it has alot of important details about all the characters that will be very important in the future. I wonder who will figure out namine ? hmmm, anyway Read and dont forget to review.

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To me, being a waiter had never come easy. I'd never had the waiter attitude per se, not to mention the mentality for it.

But despite all the odds here I am. Parading around a crowded restaurant, in black dress pants and a tight maroon button-down shirt, serving rude customers and working for a cheap boss who paid me hell of shit, and only cared about himself.

My family had laughed a lot when I had first gotten this job. I had been ecstatic, 21 and straight out of college and already, I had scored a job. My baby brother Demyx – who had been straight out of high school at the time – had said that I wouldn't last a month here.

2 years later, I'm miserable and still a waiter at this sorry excuse for an international restaurant. I had proved him more than wrong, for four years I had worked my ass off at Automatische Freud (or Automatic Delight in English), and I was still serving drinks and taking orders from dirty old men, who thought they had the right to slap my ass every time I passed their tables. And not to mention cranky old women who always seemed to mistake me for a woman.

"Waiter girl, my food is cold!" screeched the thin-haired old lady, and I rolled my eyes. I hated customers like these, my name was on my tag and it was most definitely NOT 'waiter girl'; I wasn't even going to waste my time pointing out that I was most definitely not a woman. The older customers always seemed to be the cause of trouble around here, they were grouchy and bitter. And this lady still seemed to be living in the 1900's; she was wearing a long-sleeved tan dress that hung all the way down to her ankles. I couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for her, in this heat with that dress… it must have been hell on earth.

It had to be 104 degrees outside, but it felt like 150, and that was just inside. The restaurant was packed full of hot customers looking for a place with air conditioning, and seeing as Automatische Freude's was one of the only restaurants in town with air we were overcrowded, very busy, and I was extremely irritated. I felt like slapping that old bitch in the face, it was 104 degrees outside and she wanted hot food? Screw respecting my elders, she was asking for it. I had to collect myself or I was going to end up losing my job and killing the lady.

I wouldn't last a day in jail, I'd be raped the moment I'd walk in.

She was insane, wearing that death trap dress and ordering hot food in this heat. "I'm sorry Miss, I'll go and heat this up for you right away," I gritted out, picking up her bowl of soup and carrying it to the kitchen, grumbling the whole way.

"Larxene heat this up for me, will ya?" I asked, handing the bowl of soup over to her.

She looked at me like I was insane, and scoffed. "This is cold soup Marluxia, you don't heat it up, you eat it cold hence the name cold pea soup, Smart One."

I rolled my eyes, of course the old lady just wanted to make my job difficult. "Yeah, well, the customer wants it hot, and as you know my dear chef the customer is always right," I teased, and grinned at her.

She glared at me, "Don't mess with me Marly dear; hand it over, I'll put the cold soup in the microwave." I handed her the soup, and she disappeared into the kitchen grumbling about idiot customers with their idiot requests.

I shook my head bewildered, and Larxene who had worked here less than 2 years had gotten a promotion. Shocking isn't it? Did I even have to point the flaws the girl had? She was rude, testy, impatient, vicious, and snapped at customers every time she had a chance. She now worked in the kitchen, helping out in whatever she could, be it cutting lettuce for salad or mixing drinks. And of course it did help that she was the bosses niece, didn't make it anymore fair, but if there was one thing I had learned in life, it was that life was anything but fair.

It didn't help that for some reason I noticed things others just missed; at first sight I could tell you 3 things about a person I didn't even know. You could say I was a good judge of character. I noticed how Namine's moods always changed, how Demyx's eyes always lingered suspiciously over Namine as if trying to see something that wasn't there. How Roxas' emotionless mask slipped every so often and you could almost catch a glimpse of the kid he used to be. And how Zexion's fists always clenched in jealousy when he was around Demyx and Namine both.

But the person who stood out most of all was Namine, there was something about her; something was off about the girl. The way she acted, walked, even talked. Everything about her screamed odd.

And well her family had quite the history around town too. Twilight Town was small, everybody knew everybody and everybody's business. You knew when someone died, when they moved away, hell you knew when they ran out of eggs.

And everybody, and I do mean everybody, knew about Namine's wacko family. And even though most decided to overlook it for the giddy blonde didn't make it any less true.

It started a while back, with Namine's great-grandmother Silvia Jane Howard. She had been the town's spirit ever since she came here from Hamburg, Germany with her mother and father. She had lived a happy and fulfilling life, married to a great man and with a beautiful daughter. Until she had turned 54; at age 54 Silvia had slowly begun to change, her kind and free spirit turned cold and bitter. She would snap and claw at everyone that neared her, and soon she had been come an outcast… no longer the town pride but the town freak.

Soon she was a scorned woman, bitter and angry that she had been abandoned by her family, and who she thought had been her friends. She hadn't realized what she had become, finally after 2 years Silvia had gone to seek help; she had been diagnosed with a bi-polar disorder. The lack of medical treatment had slowly driven her insane, pushing her loved ones away. Soon after finding out she had committed suicide, no longer being able to deal with the problems of the real world.

My mother had told me and Demyx the story after he had started dating Namine some years back; she had warned us to be careful and look for signs of mental instability, because it seemed to run in her family seeing as Namine's grandmother had slowly and surely lost her mind as well. Now the old lady resided in Hollow Bastian's mental hospital, her mind rotting away slowly but surely.

As for Namine's mother, the lady was a shell of a human being, empty and hollow. She had been put on medicine ever since her mother had been diagnosed; they had wanted to prevent another fatal disease in the Howard family. The medicine had seemed to backfire, making Namine's mom Elisabeth numb and emotionless. You could talk to her and she would answer, you could joke and she would nod. But it was all done with a masked expression, which quite frankly freaked me out half the time.

Namine had never shown any symptoms of craziness herself, at least not noticeably. But sometimes when she came into the restaurant and thought she was alone I would hear her talking to herself; sometimes it looked as if she was arguing.

Everyone in town may believe Namine was the only normal one born with Silvia's DNA running through her veins, but I knew better.

Namine was a ticking time bomb; it was only a matter of time before she went off. God only knew the damage she would cause when she finally burst. But it was not my problem, there was not much I could do anyway. Everyone would believe Namine if she denied it anyway, I mean really who would trust some pink-haired guy who looked more like a girl than most girls did. Not to mention, I'd been around the block a couple of times. I wasn't a slut but I got around, and since it was such a small town everyone liked to judge.

I sighed; I needed to stop thinking about Namine, she seemed to be on my mind more and more lately. I shook my head, tapping my fingers as I waited for Larxene to come out with the cold pea soup. I couldn't wait 'til my shift was over, it was only 30 more minutes and then Axel should be picking me up. The sooner the better; I was starting to sweat, and the black pants certainly weren't helping. I couldn't wait to jump into Zexion's awesome indoor pool, take a quick swim, and then work my way over to the tiki-hut bar. Every time I went to Zexion's house it was the same: we'd grab a quick bite to eat from the kitchen and then work ourselves out to the pool, where I would prepare us some drinks at the bar, rum and coke for Zexion, and a mango margarita for myself. After that I would just chill in the shallow end of the pool, chatting with Zex who would be sitting not too far away, book in hand, multitasking.

Zexy and I had been best friends for a while, I knew all there was to know about the guy. Not that there was much to tell, he was pretty straightforward. He was blunt and open, he would tell you exactly what he thought without a care whether it hurt or not. He loved to analyze people, get in their heads and see what they were thinking. He believed science was always right, and everything had a logical explanation.

He had odd quirks, like correcting people when they pronounced a word wrong, not too nicely, but you got used to it after a while. And should I even mention that he gets fidgety around animals, the only pest – as he likes to call it – that he tolerates was Star: Axel and Demy's dog… and that was only to a certain point, there was only so much animal he could handle.

But besides his peculiar habits and unusual quirks, Zexion was an easygoing guy, truthful, and very trustworthy. I was proud to call him my best friend.

"Here Mar-Mar," Larxene sung, "one hot cold pea soup." She handed me the plate through the window that connected the restaurant to the kitchen.

"Thanks darling," I exclaimed, elaborating the darling to piss Larxene off because frankly it was really fun. She got testy really fast, and to be truthful arguing with Larxene was one the things I looked forward to the most in my day. She kept things interesting in this boring place.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, whatever. Get to work!"

"Go strut that flat ass for your adoring customers," she joked.

I chuckled, amused. Probably one of the reasons I hadn't gotten a promotion by now was because my boss thought I brought in customers. I wanted to point out I did not! But that would be a waste of breath, 'cause even I could admit that some of the older gentlemen did like to come in just to watch me serve food. How was that interesting? I have no idea, but whatever floats your boat I guess.

A couple customers had even gone as far as demanding I serve their tables; kind of creepy, but they gave good tips. One customer had been brave enough to say I should wear makeup. I wasn't about to start wearing makeup or anything though, not please him or anybody. "I shall."

I grabbed a tray, placing the soup on top. I walked towards the old lady's table quickly, dreading every second of it. "Here you are, Miss," I said with fake kindness, putting the bowl of soup in front of her. "Can I get you anything else?"

She sneered at me, but shook her head. "No."

I nodded and quickly removed myself from the lady's presence. The last thing I needed was to get into a fight with an older customer; I did plan on getting a better job in the future. I don't think anyone would hire me if they found out I had been fired for beating up an old lady… that never looked good on job applications. I'd much rather have 'devoted and loyal employee' than 'old lady beating bastard'.

I giggled at my own joke, probably looking crazy as I walked up to Sam, the hostess. "Hey Sammy," I greeted, giving her a quick hug. I didn't like the hostess that had the shift before her, she seemed to think she was just too hot for everybody.

"Oh, hey Marly, what's up?"

I shrugged, "Not much, just had to heat up cold soup for the lady at table 7."

She looked over at table seven and cringed, "Shit, she looks straight out of one of those 1800 movies."

"Exactly my thoughts," I muttered. "The older ones are always the demanding ones, you would think it'd be the teenagers."

She laughed. "I didn't know restaurants could be so cliché 'til I started working here, but it's just like how you see them in movies and read in books."

"Except the fact that we're not all movie star sexy," I added, chuckling along with her.

She shrugged. "Eh, maybe not all of us, but I do consider myself pretty sexy," she joked.

I licked my dry lips, jokingly checking her out. She posed for me, placing a manicured hand on her hip and tangling the other in her curly long hair. The red shirt hugged her in all the right places, showing off her soft curves and voluptuous body. She was the definition of Latin beauty, and had I been straight I would have probably gone for someone like her.

"Yeah, you're alright," I teased, poking her arm.

"You're not too bad yourself, you know I'd kill for your freaking hair," she pulled at her messy curls.

"Aw, you're just trying to flatter me now."

"Very true, best get to work though, table 4 is waiting for someone to take their orders." She grinned at me," And they are cuu-uutee!"

I turned my head, gazing on what had to be 3 of the hottest guys I have ever seen in this town. I licked my lips; we didn't get visitors around here often, but when we did… they were always so exotic, and sexy. Those 3 were definitely up there on the scale.

"Oh! I know that look," she sang, "go get 'em, tiger!" she pushed me towards the table, and I looked back at her sending her a sly look.

I walked quickly, moving fast towards the table that was now holding 3 very cute guys. I smiled wide as I reached their table, gazing at the redhead that was sitting closest to me. He wore his long pin straight hair in a low ponytail, his striking green eyes gazing heatedly at me. He had amazing eyes, and I couldn't help but stare at them; they were truly captivating, but not as much as his odd half-circle red tattoo. I don't think I've ever seen a tattoo quite like that, but being friends with Axel you got used to odd tattoos.

I gave him a flirty smile, "Hello, welcome to Automatische Freude's, my name's Marluxia and I'll be your waiter tonight," I said in my usual monotone.

"Hi," the redhead breathed , biting his lip and letting his eyes devour my body shamelessly. I blushed; his Spanish accent was beyond sexy, but his stare had me feeling a bit uncomfortable. I didn't like being eye-raped in public, not by dirty old men, and not by him, no matter how cute he was. I still had dignity, I didn't like being ogled. He didn't seem to care though because he continued to stare at me, playfully licking his lips.

"Dude! Take a picture it lasts longer," my eyes darted to the scarred man that was sitting across from the redhead. He was pretty cute, brown hair with cute almond-shaped eyes, I'd probably sleep with him if he didn't have so many scars. Scars just made me shiver, couldn't stand them.

The redhead rolled his eyes, reluctantly taking his eyes off me. "Whatever Xigbar, you were staring too."

"As if, I prefer the female population if you hadn't noticed," the brunette- no, Xigbar sneered.

The redhead turned to me, smiling softly. "I'd do you even if you were a tranny."

I blushed, cursing my lack of tan; this guy just couldn't seem to stop embarrassing me. "Uh, thanks," I think.

"You're not a tranny, are you?" he asked, and I shook my head. "Good, 'cause even though I'd still do you I'd enjoy it more knowing you're a guy."

I raised an eyebrow, okay now he was just taking it too far. Who gave him the right to talk to me that way, I didn't take shit from Larxene and I definitely wasn't going to take it from him. "Good for you," I pointed out.

"Are you three ready to order, or shall I give you some more time."

"I know what I want," the redhead smirked, eyeing me.

Xigbar chuckled, "I'm ready too." He looked over to the bald man sitting next to him, "Rude, you ready, man?"

The man simply nodded, looking up at me. "I'll have a double bacon cheeseburger with fries."

I quickly jotted down his order, and asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Just water."

"I'll have a beer; Corona if you have it." Xigbar then added, "Oh, and fries."

I nodded, writing down his order before asking the redhead what he would like.

"I'd like you, with a side of whipped cream," he proposed.

I scoffed; I'd heard a lot of pick-up lines before, but that had to be by far the worst. "I'm not on the menu," I informed him, not really wanting to hear what he had to say next.

"You should be."

"Come on Reno, just order and leave the guy alone, he's not interested," Rude warned, he seemed to be the intelligent one out of the bunch.

"Fine," he muttered, defeated, "I'll have the vegetarian pasta, and a Pepsi."

I nodded, writing down what he said. "Ok, so that will be one cheeseburger with fries, a second order of fries, and one vegetarian pasta. One Corona, one water, and a Pepsi, is that right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'll be right back with your drinks."

As I walked away, I took a quick glance at the clock. Axel should be here in ten minutes, and I was off in 5.

"Fuck!" I cursed, time had gotten away from me. I had barely noticed that it was almost time for my shift to end. I spotted Ray and walked up to her, asking her if she could take table 4 for me. When she nodded, I smiled thanking her and handed her their drink orders.

I rapidly walked into the backroom grabbing my bag before sprinting to the bathroom to get changed. I entered the stall, pulling out my black swim trunks, and my plain white shirt. I changed as quickly as I could, wanting to get out of the restaurant as fast as my feet could carry me. But it seemed like a lot of days, god wasn't on my side because as I walked out I came face to face with the redhead from table 4, Reno or whatever.

I cursed my luck inwardly and sent him a weak smile. "Excuse me," I mumbled, making to move out of the way, but was stopped as he grabbed my forearm.

"Hey, hold on a sec."

I tensed at the contact. This guy was starting to get on my nerves really bad; first he uses some lame-ass pick-up lines, now he accosts me in the bathroom? My narrowed gaze landed on his face.

"Look," I said while trying to retrieve my arm, "I'm running late, I have to meet my friend. Could you please let go?" I managed to keep my voice even, though I did want to hit him.

Apparently Reno-whatever wasn't deterred, as he relaxed his grip to slide his fingers down my arm to my wrist. He smiled charmingly at me, his green eyes glittering. "I was just hoping maybe I could get your number, see if we could go out sometime."

I just stared at him, not really knowing what to say. Sure, I'd had customers paw at me and make crude remarks, but this is the first time anyone had ever followed me to the back and ask for my phone number and a date. "I don't really think so, sorry."

We stood there for a few minutes, my irritation growing as the time passed. Suddenly he pulled me closer by my trapped wrist. "Sure you wouldn't want to go to a movie or dinner? My offer of whipped cream still stands," he teased half-seriously. My head flew up fast in disbelief, and that's when he made his move.

His mouth swooped down on mine, his hand not holding my arm winding around to my back. I was too shocked to move for a moment. Here I was, just trying to leave work after a hot, tiring day, and this guy who I've never laid eyes on before now decides to freaking molest me in the employee bathroom!

I jerk back away from him, anger coursing through me. "You asshole!" I shouted, my hand raised to belt him across the face when the door opened and in walked Axel. I could feel my face heat up in embarrassment.

"There you are, Marly! I was looking all over for you, what's taking you so lo-" he stopped talking as he finally took in the scene before him, me with my hand inches from Reno's face and him still clutching my wrist. Surprise was etched on his features as he looked from me to Reno and back again.

"Whoa Marly, what are you doing with my brother? I didn't know you two even knew each other!" He smirked knowingly as he watched us, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms over his chest. "You know, I can leave if you guys wanna be alone," his voice was teasing as he made kissy noises at us.

I glared at him. "This is your brother?" Axel nodded, his amusement still evident. "He followed me in here after making indecent comments and hitting on me, then assaulted me!" A red brow rose up. Reno huffed.

"Reno," Axel scolded, a playful grin on his features, "didn't mom tell you not to molest people anymore?"

Reno smirked, his smile matching his brother's perfectly. They could have passed as twins. "No," he answered, letting go of the beautiful pink-haired male. His hand lingered as he pulled away, he couldn't get enough of that soft skin. "She told me not to molest minors," Reno added.

I huffed, "I can tell you're brothers!"

"You're not a minor, Right?" Reno continued.

I glared at him, my fingers twitching; my self-control was evaporating, and if I didn't get out of here soon Reno's hair wouldn't be the only red thing he had. Reno was going to make me do something I might regret because like I said before I didn't want to get fired for killing a customer, it wouldn't look good on a resume. And I was not going to ruin my future for some crazy redhead with an overgrown libido. Especially if said redhead happened to be Axel's brother! I had already risked myself for Axel one too many times... not about to happen again.

"No, you douche bag!" I shrieked, "I'm probably older than you!"

"I'm 26," Reno commented." But hey, if you're older I don't mind, that's kind of hot, means your experienced."

Axel's eyes popped out of his head, his mouth gaping open. The last thing he needed to hear was his brother talking dirty to his best friend. He'd always been more protective of Demyx, 'cause he was smaller. But still Marly was just as fragile, and he'd be dammed if he let his brother humiliate him.

"Calm your damn hormones, Reno," Axel chided, "The last thing Mar-mar wants is your nasty rotten dick."

Reno glared at his brother, and I shifted uncomfortably. "Can we just get going?"

Axel nodded, grinning at his brother. "Yeah."

"Just tell me he's not the friend you were talking about!" I demanded, I couldn't be around this guy half-naked! He'd rape me!

Axel chuckled, amused, "Nah, that's Xiggy!"

The scar-faced guy? "You mean the only with the long hair, and the, uh..." I made a gesture to my face, and Axel grinned, nodding.

"Yup, Scar Face!"

Axel went over to Reno, petting his shoulder."Well I'm'a head out, call me after you get back from Rude's."

"Yeah, I will."

"Don't forget!"

Reno rolled his eyes, "I'm the older brother here, stop trying to steal my vibe."

I walked out, not really wanting to deal with Reno. But the guy didn't miss a shot; he just had to call out "Bye, sweet face!" before I left. Why couldn't I be deaf, it would save me so much trouble.

The ride over to Zexion's house had been hilarious to say the least. It had been a while since I had seen Axel so… edgy. Two years since I'd seen him like that, to be exact. You do the math and figure out why.

I almost didn't even know the right word for it. Some may call it whipped, nervous, jumpy, but to make it all simple Axel had simply been doing everything and anything Roxas had wanted him to do. When we had gotten to the blonde's house Roxas had opened the door, a scowl on his face as he held up two different pairs of swim trunks.

His first words being, "Black or red?"

I had been beyond shocked; I knew Roxas was a very forward person, but what the hell did he care what we thought of freaking swimming trunks. I had just shaken my head, pointing to the black one as Axel pointed to the red.

"Black."

"Red."

Axel and I had looked at each other, completely clueless around the irritated blonde.

"Red," I said.

"Black," he said.

"You're both completely useless!" he gritted out, scowling and turning away with a huff, mumbling about tall idiots. The memory was almost enough to make me crack up laughing again, everything had been awkward since the moment we walked into the blonde's house. I knew he was trying to act all cool and collected but the kid was funny, even if I knew he hadn't been trying to be.

Namine had greeted us as usual with a big smile and sarcastic comment. "I guess they were lying when they said only real men wear pink," she commented, gesturing to Axel's pink shirt. "Axel's far from a man."

Axel had of course gotten into a heated argument with the blonde, trying with no avail to defend his manliness.

After Roxas had broken Namine and Axel apart, we had spent about ten minutes helping Roxas pick out overnight clothes. Axel had been obediently behind Roxas, catching all the clothing the blonde threw out the closet. He looked like a kicked puppy; I just stood by and watched the scene with amusement with Namine. Though amusement was the last thing going through her head; she looked as if she had eaten a sour grape. If I didn't know better I would have thought she was jealous.

After leaving Roxas' the blonde had demanded we stop and feed him. Axel had simply nodded, pulling into a McDonald's and buying Roxas two Mc-Chickens, Namine a salad, and he bought me fries.

And now 40 minutes later we were lying around Zexion's pool. Everyone had broken up into groups; Axel, Namine, and Roxas were by the stairs at the deep end of the pool, Xigbar, Larxene, and Demyx in the shallow end, Zexion on a pool chair, and I was of course at the bar.

I couldn't help but stare at Axel though; I had never seen him so cocky and satisfied with himself. Axel was parading around the pool like he owned the place, flexing for Namine and joking with Roxas. I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh, Axel seemed very proud that he had fattened up a bit, and put on some weight. He kept daring everyone to touch his toned stomach after Namine had commented that they were probably painted on.

As I gaze at them, I can't help but think that maybe it was time for a change of plans. Roxas looked ready to murder the idiotic redhead. I couldn't blame him, Roxas didn't have much patience, and when it came to Axel he had even less. But Axel still insisted on tackling Roxas into the water and forcing the blonde to touch his toned muscles.

I let my eyes roam over everyone in the room, watching how they all interacted. The only thought that came to mind watching them was 'humans are strange animals'.

Larxene and Xigbar had hit it off instantly, their odd sense of humor and joy of seeing others in pain making them fast friends. They were in the shallow end of the pool, messing around with Demyx; the two made a fearsome duo. As they dove underwater they took turns pulling Demyx's toes and pinching him as the distressed blonde yelped and begged for help.

His distress call answers were along the lines of…

"Sorry Dem, I'm trying to scrub the ab paint off Axel," Namine said, furiously rubbing Axel's stomach with the palm of her hand, careful not to scratch the redhead with her nails.

"Do I look like I have a death wish?" Roxas demanded, glaring down at Namine's hands.

"Kick and swim," Axel hollered as he smirked at Namine smugly.

I felt bad for the kid, really I did. But I agreed with Roxas on this one; I didn't have a death wish. Have you ever seen Larxene's nails? They're sharp, and long, and they hurt! So I did the only thing I could do for my little brother, I offered him a way to forget the traumatizing experience.

"I'll make you something strong, you won't feel a thing after you drink this baby!" He wasn't 21 yet, but he was 7 months away, close enough for me.

Demyx finally figured he would get no help from his so-called friends, so he did the only other thing he could think of: he cried out for his boyfriend, who was lying on a pool chair, book in hand, ignoring everything and everyone around him, that is until he heard his boyfriend's distressed call.

"Zexy! Help me, they won't leave me alone!" Demyx pleaded.

Zexion simply looked at him from behind his book, raising an eyebrow.

Demyx noticed his boyfriend's uninterested look and glared heatedly at him, challenging him to not listen. "Zexion! If you don't help get these sadistic creeps off me, you're not getting any sex for a MONTH!" Demyx shrieked.

Xigbar and Larxene burst out laughing, amused, both thinking: what could Zexion do?

I could understand Xigbar not knowing… but Larxene had known Zexion almost as long as I had known him. And I've known Zexion for a very long time. And she knew as well as I did, that while Zexion wasn't necessarily very strong he had his ways of getting things, and he always got what he wanted.

Zexion grumbled, annoyed that he had been interrupted from his book. "Larxene, if you don't leave him be, I'll make sure your boss puts you on bathroom duty." He paused, lowering the book so he could give Larxene a warning glare, "You'll be cleaning toilets in the men's bathroom." With that said he went back to reading his book, not waiting for a response or looking to make sure the duo had stopped tormenting his boyfriend.

Larxene's eyes were wide, and she seethed as she reluctantly removed her sharp nails from Demyx's skin. Her glare intensified as the blonde idiot let out a sigh of relief. Danm Zexion and his connections!

Xigbar looked confused; he raised an eyebrow in question at Larxene, "Do I even want to know?"

Larxene shook her head, grumbling, "No, trust me, you don't!"

He shrugged, watching as Demyx hurriedly sprinted out of the water, probably scared Larxene would change her mind. He plopped down on Zexion's chair, removing the book from his hands and forcing Zexion to make out with him, with little resistance.

Xigbar had a feeling had anyone else done that, they wouldn't get quite the same reaction.

Everyone seemed to have calmed down after Demyx's hysteria. I walked over to where Axel, Roxas, and Namine were sitting and passed each of them a mango martini. "Here you go, enjoy! You'll never have one better."

Axel grinned, accepting the drink, and putting an arm around my shoulders as I took a seat next to him. "So Marly, should I start calling you my brother-in-law?" he joked, and I felt my cheeks flame up in embarrassment.

"Shut up before I castrate you," I threatened, punching him lightly in the ribs.

"My thoughts exactly," Roxas mumbled.


Sorry for the lack of Axel and Roxas, but this part was important trust me. Next chapter in 2 weeks, im starting school and it will be a bit difficult to write but i will make time! And im hoping 2 weeks or LESS! Motivate ME!

Review replies:

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SarahXxUnlovedxX : lol, sorry for replying under the wrong name, i have a very short attention span :P! You so get where im going with the story I LOVE THAT! i like to write casual conversation once in a while because real like isnt all drama and such. People have normal conversations all the time.! And for Sora and his mom yeah VERY HARSH! but there is a reason... which of course will be revealed in time!

Namie, hmm cant say much with out revealing! YOu're right there is more than that! You're smart though i bet you'll figure it! By this chapter for sure!

I love your reviews they're long, and make me smile. I smiled the whole time i read it! SO thanks :D

Rose Riku : I'm glad i give you something to connect to! That just makes it more realistic, which is AWSOME! cause thats what im aiming for. I like how Roxas is here too, he was heartbroken and now he's scorn but now and again you get to see the old Roxas which just gets better every chapter. :D so stick around!

Skyward Soul : SPOILER ALERT! Next chapter there will be a little more incite on why he left. So thanks for the review and stick around to find out:D

Segaaa : I KNOW! breaks my heart! you dont see it much where i live, but you see those super sad commercials with the sad songs. . poor doggys! And i know i hate being forced to talk lol, makes me angry! but thank you for the review!