Description: Sora and Roxas- Coke-head rock star brothers who are on top of the world. Kairi and Naminé- 2 hooker sisters all the way on the bottom Selphie and Yuffie- 2 stalker fan-girls who happen to know everything about Sora and Roxas. T for strong substance abuse and sexual references.

Note: this has heavy reference to drugs, sex, etc. I don't however, do drugs or recommend the use of them. I feel they just make the story more interesting. Also, I don't own anything mentioned besides the storyline. But, that's quite obvious. And, Yes, 2 hookers and an 8-ball is the name of an MSI song, and I did get some inspiration from the book/movie Party Monster and Gerard Way's life and success. Review, and all that jazz.

In this chapter I'm using songs from other bands, I don't own them either, just to put that out there. And I have no affiliation with Conan O'Brien or NBC. The song is I'm Not Okay by My Chemical Romance, incase you were interested. You can look their performance on the show on Youtube if you so desire. By the way, speaking of MCR, I hung out with them last night. Yes, hung out. I still can't get over it. So amazing. Anyway, on with the story, this chapter is a long one.

Enjoi

It was just another day in Manhattan for Kairi and Naminé Watts. Another day that was to be spent in an apartment a couple of floors below. It was approximately the 15th time they had been at the boy's apartment. Roxas and Naminé hadn't spoken of the little kiss incident that had taken place almost a month ago. Ever since then the two had usually hung out in a group with Kairi, Sora, Riku, Demyx and Axel. Even Marluxia had warmed up to the girls. He had to admit, they had sweet and catchy little personalities.

One month, and Sora and Roxas' addiction had gone nowhere. One month and Sora and Roxas grew fonder and fonder of the girls every day. Oh, how Sora longed to graze the lips of Kairi's with his own. Hell, he could if he wanted to. He was Sora Owen and he could cast his spell on any girl he damn pleased. But Kairi was different. There was something about her that was above being taken advantage of. Although, being taken advantage of was practically her job. Sora despised her job. He despised the fact that she was with a different man almost every night. He knew Roxas felt the same about Naminé's job. But neither ever dared to say it. The girls hated it too for obvious reasons. Everyone despise the job of being a hooker in some way or another. But sometimes it's all you have to make the ends meet. Sometimes, it's the only reason you still have a place to stay.

(a place to stay.)

The subject had been brought up to Marluxia by both boys many times, even Demyx had asked once or twice, within the past month, all to be shot down with the same answer. "We have enough people in this apartment as it is, they would have no place to sleep." Obviously they could share rooms with their respective new "best friends". But still the answer was "no, no, no."

It was now the night of the Conan O'Brien interview and performance, which had come sooner than expected. The band invited the girls to go with them as their allowed two VIP guests. So, the girls pleaded with Leon, and Cloud as usual said a few words in their favor, and they had taken the night off.

No, it was not just another day in Manhattan for the Watts sisters. It was a day that they would be VIP's. Very Important Person(s). The taping was at 6, so around 3 was when Kairi did Naminé's makeup and vise versa. Finally after an hour of prep work, they made their way down to the apartment and from there would go into the underground parking lot to the stretch escalade limo.

Kairi gasped, being the first to set foot in the limo, after all, ladies first. Naminé stepped in after, nearly pushing her sister out of the way to marvel at the limos insides. It was just as beautiful inside as it was out. Leather seats, purple lights, tinted windows, and a miniature bar. Naminé left some room in between Kairi and herself so that Sora could sit next to his "best friend". It was Kairi, Sora, Naminé, Roxas, and Axel on the long bench that faced the bar, and Riku, Demyx and Marluxia on the smaller, perpendicular bench that faced the front. The bar consisted of exquisite wine that of which had never been tasted by the likes of the Watts girls. Kairi adjusted her skirt, it was black with pink lining and somewhat resembled a tutu. She wore a matching pink and black striped tank top and boots that went up to the middle of her shin. Naminé wore a white halter top and a skirt almost identical to Kairi's and white pumps. The guys all wore their signature grungy rocker jeans and tee-shirts, as expected. Roxas also wore his signature black and red striped hoodie as well.

Demyx grabbed the wine and popped the cork off brashly, drinking the wine straight out of the bottle in the same manner. He passed it to his left, where Marluxia sat. And then when he was done, to the right where Riku sat. Riku then passed it up the longer bench to Axel. Axel took much longer than the other three had, taking about 3 large gulps before Roxas hit his arm. Axel choked a little bit in surprise leaving Roxas open to take the bottle while the redhead let his guard down. Roxas took his share and passed it to Naminé, who stared at it dumbly.

"What's wrong?" Roxas asked her.

"Nothing, I've just never felt so, Oh, It's stupid nevermind."

Roxas nodded; he knew exactly what she meant. She was just too embarrassed to say it in front of everyone. Sora knew it too; it was because Kairi felt the same remorse for her background as well. Naminé took a graceful swig of the wine that could have estimated to be over 200 dollars. She winced a little at how strong it was, but it was so good. She smiled a cheeky smile at Sora when she handed him the bottle. Something about it just made her happy, possibly the whole experience. After handing Sora the bottle, she rested her head on Roxas' extremely comfortable shoulder. Sora swished the remaining components of the bottle. There was just enough left for two servings. He tilted his head back and drank, as Kairi watched him eagerly.

"For you, my darling." He joked as he handed her the bottle, causing her to blush. She looked at it just as Naminé did, and for an instant could see the sisterly resemblance. She took a deep breath and finished the bottle, feeling accomplished. Of what? Finishing a 200 dollar bottle of wine? Well, put that way, yes. She brought the back of her hand to her mouth, trying to suppress a burp, but failing miserably. She blushed tremendously at her classless action before considering the fact that they had all just shared wine without any glasses whatsoever. "Here, I'll take that." Sora said, sliding the empty bottle out of her hands and back into the cooler among a few other pricey bottles, which they were saving for later after a show well preformed.

Being escorted from the underground parking lot and into the building that was home to the great Conan O'Brien was something Kairi and Naminé would remember when they were old and grey. Naminé had her hair pulled back once even, on the way in. How those ravaging fans got into the private parking lot, was a mystery to her. It took more than just Lexaeus, their personal guard to get them in. About 5 more buff men came out and started pushing ten fans back . . . per arm. They really did their job nicely, and were each rewarded handsomely by the bands traveling bank known as Marluxia, who even in an underground parking lot wore a pair of his many Chanel sunglasses.

In the very well furnished lounge, stood Johnny Depp and Ashley Tisdale with an array of their entourage surrounding them. The lounge was fully equipped with a bar, a few couches, and big screen TVs in the corner of all the rooms so that people could watch the unedited taping from in the lounge. Kairi and Naminé stood in awe at the fact that they, lowly prostitutes with no money, were in the same room as Johnny Depp. They were about to turn to each other and marvel amongst themselves, when a very tall redhead walked in. It was none other than Conan O'Brien.

"I got word all of my guests were here. Welcome, welcome." The vigorous redhead greeted, making his way around the room shaking hands with everyone, even Kairi and Naminé. Only a man as hyper as he seemed to be could have accomplished that. "Okay, first Johnny, then a commercial break, then I interview you Ashley, and then my guys get interviewed." He said pointing to the band with a grin. "Then after their performance, commercial break, and we come back and talk to the band. Really tight schedule tonight people, but we can do it."

A buff man with blonde hair and a toothpick in his mouth came into the room. In his hands was a clipboard and on his head was a headset, complete with a microphone. "Conan, we need you out there, we start in 30 seconds."

"Okay, See you later everyone." Conan said practically sprinting out of the room.

The man with the toothpick rolled his eyes. "He's a pretty hyper guy; you'll have to excuse him." He said before following Conan down the hall. The band and crew sat down, taking up a few of the many couches. Sora noticed Kairi and Naminé gushing over Johnny Depp, and couldn't help feel the least bit envious. Before he could do or say anything to divert her attention from him, the TV's came on by themselves with the opening of the show and the voice of the announcer.

"Tonight on Late Night with Conan O'Brien, Johnny Depp, Ashley Tisdale, and musical guest Catatonia… and here's your host Conan O'Brien." At the sound of his name, curtains drew back to reveal the lively redhead that had just been in the room. The audience cheered for him.

"Thank you very much, Welcome everyone, we have a great show tonight." He began to do his opening stand up session. The man with the clipboard came back to fetch Johnny Depp.

"Mister Depp, you're on soon, please follow me." And with that, the two left.

Once he was out of the room Naminé and Kairi shared a quiet squeal. "This is so surreal. Thanks for bringing us." Kairi said to Sora.

Sora smiled. "No problem."

Demyx stood by the refreshment table, staring at Ashley.

Axel nudged Sora and Roxas with his knife-like elbows to point it out. "Check it out; David Bowie thinks he's got a shot with Ms. Tisdale over there."

The boys looked up to find Demyx, or David Bowie, their nick name for him, looking over at her with a goofy expression plastered on his face.

At some random moment that their eyes met, he offered an awkward smile and "Hi." Only to receive a quick glance and a semi-friendly half-smile. She made it obvious she wasn't interested. Demyx flushed, and went back to the couches. He was greeted by everyone laughing at him.

"Shut up." He said rather childish.

Riku scoffed. "Amateur. Watch the master." He got up and walked over to the refreshment table.

"Hey, I'm Riku." He said smoothly, almost mesmerizing.

The blonde smiled at him and offered a hand. "I'm Ashley."

Demyx's mouth flew open and nearly touched the ground. Riku could get any woman under his spell, something Demyx envied greatly. Axel laughed at Demyx. "Demyx, you just have to know how to work it. Looking at women goofily won't get you anywhere. You're in one of the world most famous bands, and you can shred a guitar like nobodies business, now just act the part." Axel cooed, while running at hand through his thick fire-engine red mane.

"I feel like we've spent all week here." Roxas said smugly.

"That's because we have, we were allowed to practice here, and we brought some more equipment every day, remember?" Sora pointed out.

"Oh yeah." Roxas replied like a true dumb blonde.

Sora twiddled his thumbs nervously. It was after all, their first performance in a while. Kairi watched him, one of the most famous people in the world that suddenly somehow became her new "bestie" act in a way she'd never seen him act before. "Nervous, huh?" She asked.

The sudden voice caused him to jump slightly. "Oh, uh, just a little bit." He mumbled.

"You're going to do fine, don't be nervous. Or is it withdrawal?"

Sora shrugged. "I little of both I suppose. I really wanted to play this show sober. Word through the grapevine, is that people are getting suspicious. National Enquirer even ran a poll, asking people if they thought we were on drugs."

"What was the turn out?"

"56 percent to 44, odds in favour of us being on drugs."

Kairi grimaced. "Then I guess you made a good choice. You'll do fine, don't worry."

"Kairi, you didn't know me before and during all the tours. Almost every show I was a million miles away. It calms my nerves, but also gives me good stage presence."

"Wait, back up. You have stage fright?"

Sora flushed. "Well, yes. I do."

Kairi stood up and walked behind the couch. "This will calm you down." She said, and began rubbing his neck and shoulders. The sensation could have made Sora had an orgasm on the spot, but he was the master of self control over that region. One of the reasons he was still a virgin, probably. He focused his attention back to the screen to find Conan had finished his stand-up, and sat behind his desk.

"Tonight, we have Johnny Depp, Ashley Tisdale. And the excellent live music of Catatonia." This was followed by a cheer from the whole audience. "Yes, yes I know your favourite band is here. But for now you'll just have to make do with everyone's favourite pirate. Ladies and Gentlemen, Johnny Depp." Another cheer as Johnny walked out on stage.

Roxas leaned a head on Naminé's shoulder and sighed. "Withdrawal is a bitch. It's probably no walk in the park for Sora either. Poor kid has it worse than me."

"What do you mean?"

"Cocaine just is a weird thing. It's calming but rejuvenating at the same time."

"You're nervous?"

"I am."

"Aw, poor baby." Naminé said, and patted his cheek.

He made a baby like noise, which made Naminé burst into laughter. "You're so pretty." He said in a faint whisper that she somehow managed to hear over her roaring laugh. Her face turned bright red, and she smiled awkwardly.

Roxas was still in awe that she heard it, or that he had even said it. "Uh- I – are you and Kairi coming back to the apartment after dinner?"

"I believe we are."

Roxas shook his head.

The man with the clipboard came back just as soon as the screens went to black, obviously meaning that at that moment on the show, there would be a commercial break. "Miss Tisdale, your turn." She was against the wall, with Riku standing in front of her, leaning one hand on the wall. She smiled flirtatiously before walking away briskly and out of the room.

Riku walked back over to the couches with a smile on his face. Demyx shot him a death glare before getting a lovely noogie from Riku.

Demyx whimpered and whined at him, "Cut it out." The TV came back on, showing Conan sitting with both Ashley and Johnny. The interviewing commenced again.

"Boys, behave." Marluxia scolded from the corner of the room. Everyone had almost forgotten he was there. "I think you all should warm up. Sora, stop getting a massage and warm up your voice. Everyone else, get up and do something active. There's nobody else in the room so you won't be embarrassed." They all groaned and got up. Sora grabbed a water bottle and belted out some notes in between sips. The rest of the guys jogged stupidly around the room in a circle and Axel warmed his voice up a bit, being backup vocals and all.

After about five minutes of that nonsense, the man with the clipboard came back. "Boys, we're ready for you." They all took a deep breath, before following the man. Marluxia grabbed the girls by the wrists, for they had special VIP front row seats.

Down a short white hall, and then a left took them to the backstage area from the lounge. They walked on stage and received a loud greeting from the audience. Kairi, Naminé and Marluxia took their seats in the front row, and watched as the boys set up.

Kairi turned to Naminé, who was seated in the middle of the three. "Isn't this exciting? We finally get to see them!" She squealed. Naminé nodded furiously and grabbed Kairi's hand.

Conan got ready behind his desk, Ashley and Johnny were still seated there to watch the performance. Unbeknownst to the band and crew, but during their interviews the band had been spoken very highly of, and was extremely anticipated by the likes of the two actors.

The cameraman shouted, "Rolling film in five, four..." He switched speaking to showing the numbers with his fingers.

At one, Conan began, while holding up their current album. "We're back, Ladies and Gentlemen. And now the moment you've all been waiting for. Here to perform their single that hit number one on billboard charts and stayed there for nearly two weeks, I give you Catatonia." The audience went wild, as the lights dimmed and the music started.

Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, its better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay

I'm not okay

The audience went wild, and the band took their bows. Conan joined them onstage, putting an arm around Sora and looking into the camera. "That was great, we'll be right back."

As they trudged from the performance stage to Conan's interviewing stage, Sora looked out into the audience at Kairi, and flashed a smile, making her heart skip a beat. She was momentarily on cloud nine until she realized her hand was in excruciating pain. Naminé still held her hand in a death grip.

"Naminé, they're off the stage now, you should follow in their example and get off my hand!"

"Oh, sorry. Weren't they great?"

Kairi nodded with a smile.

Conan walked up to the girls and Marluxia. "Hey, band manager, there's enough room for you now that Depp and Tisdale are gone, wanna join in?"

Marluxia ran a hand through his pink hair. "Yes, of course. Be right back girls." And just like that, he stood up and walked away, leaving them in the dust. Marluxia had warmed up to them greatly, yes. But he would do anything to get on camera.

He crammed himself on the couch next to Roxas, Sora, and Riku. Axel and Demyx sat on stools behind the couch. The camera man did the same countdown that he did before they played, and they were on. "We're back with Catatonia, you know, that was amazing you guys. I wanna thank you, every day this week Catatonia have been here, rehearsing."

They all thanked him with a smile.

"My first thing, uh Roxas, every day you've had that hoodie on. What's the deal, is that just you feeling like you need to wear the hoodie?"

Roxas smirked, thinking over his answer. There was only one answer, "I'm cold."

"Cold? What do you mean cold, it's 89 degrees outside and you're cold?"

Roxas nodded, laughing awkwardly along with everyone else in the room.

"Have you felt like employees, cause you know, you've been here everyday this week, do you feel like you work here?"

They all looked at each other, answering with scattered no's. The audience and Conan laughed again.

"Cause I have to say that's probably a good thing."

"You're Catatonia's dad." Marluxia said with a little laugh.

"I know! I feel like I'm their dad. Like, 'You kids! Clean up your act! Cut that hair! No more of this Rock and Roll, play that smooth jazz would ya? And as for those crazy cigarettes I found backstage..." Everyone laughed, even the boys. None of them smoked, surprisingly enough.

Conan turned to the audience. "They were chocolate. Get your minds out of the gutter." Turning back to the band and Marluxia, he picked up their newest album. "Well, it's been very cool for us, and this album is just amazing. Thanks for coming. So lets hear it for Catatonia." The audience clapped and cheered. "We also want to thank your manager, Marluxia." Marluxia put a hand on his chest, flattered. "And I also want to thank Johnny Depp and Ashley Tisdale. Have a good night everyone." Conan thanked the boys again, as their equipment was wheeled out of the area. Soon enough, they were all cramming themselves back into the limo and were brought to dinner.

Well, not so happy with this chapter. Not so sure it really flows, but next chapter will be good. I promise. I already know what i'm gonna write. Toodles, and reviews please.

By the way, if you're reading this and it's August 31st.. wish me a happy birthday.. Yepp, it's my birthday.