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Chapter Ten; We'll Have Fun Sleeping Together

I stared in complete and utter horror, hoping a bolt of lightning would come down and strike me in my seat.

Problem was it would have to go through the ceiling, damn.

So, when class ended, I went to the teacher's desk. Hopefully my smile would get me out of this. Yeah, right, smile. Sora said my smile made puppies cry. But, I had been trying to be scary that time… seriously. I mean, he had over reacted.

"Sorry, I… uh… uh…" Okay, I was digging myself farther into the hole.

My teacher's eyes seemed to be bearing into my soul.

"Roxas, Roxas, Roxas. You've been so out of it lately." Uh, god, I was getting 'the talk'.

I hated nosey teachers. Like, I really, really hated them. They were stupid; did they really believe I wanted to talk to them? Really? Idiots.

"I'm sorry. I'll pay more attention, I promise. Can I go now?"

Please, please, please!

"Uh… okay, but, Roxas, you better not space out again in my class, or will be detention."

Thank the great lords above.

And with that I darted out of the class from hell. It was time to find Zexion.

He wasn't hard to find really; I found him at my locker, with it open, Van Winkle in his hands.

"Zexion?"

He looked at me blankly with that one eye, "Yes?"

"How the hell did you open my locker?"

"I didn't." he smirked, in that cocky 'I know something you don't' kind of way. But I was just as clever. Okay, maybe not, but I could act like it.

"Oh, really, then who did?"

"Yuffie."

Okay, yeah, that made sense. Yuffie watched lock picking videos somewhere on the internet as a part of her 'ninja training'. She did a lot of crazy stuff because of her silly little dream. I just kind of ignored it because it was easier that way. You know, it's just not a good thing when you were best friends with the strangest girl in school. People seemed to like Yuffie's strangeness though… Oh well, good for her. This is not helping my point though. It was not a good thing to be friends with Yuffie 50 percent of the time. Like when she randomly showed up at your house or when she tried to set you up with guys who only wore black and went by the name of Zexion. Yeah, life throws some weirdos at you. I on the other hand, was completely normal.

"Roxas?"

Fuck, I'd zoned out… again.

Well, I was a natural blond; I was allowed to be a little air headed.

Yeah…

Oh god, I was doing t again.

"Sorry! I was thinking! Yeah! Uh… how'd you get Yuffie to open it for you?"

He blinked, with his one visible eye. "She offered, after screaming, 'What's that horrible wailing noise'."

Whoops. Haha.

"Oh damn! I hate that thing! It's a little stupid bastard!" Oh, yes, Van Winkle, I HATED YOU.

I grinned at Zexion until he finally sighed and gave up.

"Let's go." He finally said, I continued to grin as we walked to his car, until, apparently, he couldn't take it anymore. "Roxas, you look creepy as fuck. Stop it."

Then the baby started to cry.

I wondered what triggered the baby's crying this time. Though, thinking back to my original plan of stabbing my plastic fork into its neck, I realized there was a great flaw. The crying monitor was not in neck, but in the belly. Damn. It would take more stabs to get through the belly.

It was worth it though. Or, at least, it would be.

Zexion snapped me out of my baby murdering thoughts. That bastard always took away all my pleasures. I bet he did it on purpose, too.

"Roxas, get in the car." Rigghtttt.

I got into the nice, clean, not pink slug bug, car.

My cell pone went off as we pulled out of the school parking lot.

"Hello?"

My mom's voice ran through the phone, "Roxy-Hunny?" She started. "Your cousins are coming to visit! So… you need to clean your room!"

My… cousins?

Oh right. Leblanc and Ven. I assumed Tifa would be there too.

"Uhm, okay… why?"

"Because they have an early Halloween break." Oh, that holiday. I hated holidays. My weird family always came over for holidays.

"Oh, we're having it at our house this year?" I asked in such a way as to try and hid my udder horror. Please, please say no.

For the sake of Zexion's sanity!

"Yep! I get to decorate everything for Halloween. How fun! Of course, Tifa will probably be helping too."

Just smite me now.

Sora was ecstatic about the news. He loved family get togethers, go figure. So he was out in the living room 'preparing'.

Zexion was trying to read his book, and I played a version of Tetris on my phone when it began to ring and interrupted our little time together.

Wait! Did I just say time together? We weren't a couple or anything! So, it didn't matter! Sigh. I soundly like a modest fangirl or something.

Yuffie even kept bugging me to admit my crush on the kid. I didn't.

Never have! Never will... right?

Right?

No there was no crush to begin with.

"So I was talking to Yuna and she could totally tell you like Zex, don't you, Roxy?

"Hell no!"

"Come on, you so know it's true. I see the way you look at him." Yuffie murmured over the phone.

"Ugh, do no." Zexion looked over at me as I expressed my… disagreement? I sighed, shaking my head. "What about you and the pedo?" I cut her off as she tried to continue this whole thing between Zexion and me.

"He is NOT a PEDO!"

"Whatever, he totally is." I retorted.

Zexion smirked.

At least he was the same age as me instead of past legal age.

Ugh… I didn't just say that. Damn. Uh… that's not what I meant. Fuck… stupid… ugh.

"Roxas?"

Fuck, AGAIN? This is becoming a bad habit. "Yeah?" I choked out.

No, I couldn't see Yuffie, but I knew she would be glaring at me. She, as well as everyone else, seems to be getting more and more annoyed with my… spacing out. Well… with the exception of Zexion, who just seems to find it amusing.

Bastard, most the time I'm spacing out is because of him.

Ugh. I mean… no. None of the time. Fuck!

"What were you, scratch that, what DO you keep spacing out about? It better be a good reason. Oh wait! Don't say anything! You're simply daydreaming of your love for Zexy and for him to dress up in a suit of armor, ride over to you on his trusty white steed, and sweep you off your feet! That's it, isn't it! I know it is, don't even try to deny this truth!"

I dropped my jaw, cheeks glowing slightly more heated. Where the hell did she get this kind of crap? What does she live off in Never Never Fairy Tale Land or something?

"No, Yuffie. That is not what I've been spacing out about. Nice try, but you fail." Pause on both ends of the phone. "Uh… heh heh, I mean… I love you, Yuffie. You're the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for. You're an angel fallen from the heavens to grace me with you presence. I would be completely and utterly lost with out you. Your just so wonderful. Uh… yeah… hehehheh."

"Nice save." Was that sarcasm? Yes, I think it was. Fuck him. And yet, he looked at me, predicting what Yuffie would say next and waited for my answer. Well, why else would he look at me like that?

"Yeah, yeah. I know. So, then WHY do you keep spacing out?"

"I… uh… I just am thinking… about lots of stuff. I mean there's school," I lied, "and finals are coming up in a couple months," I lied again. "Then my family's coming over for the week…" Three strikes and you. Are. Out. Well, as long as Yuffie bought it, that really was all that mattered.

There was a sigh on the other end of the phone, "And is that all?"

I knew what she wanted to hear. Go my super new psychic powers in reading Yuffie's mind in which I do not really have by oh god that would be sweet, too bad for my best friend though, for I will not admit to Zexion.

"There's Christmas too. Haven't even begun my shopping yet. Everything is probably going to be sold out by the time I eventually get around to it. You know how much that sucks? I mean, now I can't get you that super cool new space alien robotic puppy that speaks twelve different languages and eats finger nails and tangerines. Damn, that's a shame. Should have started earlier, guess you'll be stuck with the slightly dangerous carnivores' plant again."

Zexion stared at me like I had left the looney bin and ran around screaming 'Whoop-di-do-day'.

I was unpleased.

Over the phone I heard Yuffie sigh, "But I really wanted that robot."

I'd already bought it for her, but she wasn't going to know anytime soon. Crazy what the stores came up with these days. Even crazier what Yuffie wanted these days.

"See what I mean, people just get so disappointed because they all sell out so fast, sad day."

Yuffie giggled.

Suddenly, Sora burst in the door and started flailing his arms.

"Yuffie, I have to go. Call you later…"

She replied with a 'good-bye' and I hung up the phone, turning my full… uh, most… attention towards my brother. "What do you want, Sora?"

"We have to clean our room!" He said, looking so happy he could cry. He hated cleaning… so why… I didn't understand the pure bliss he got from the idea of cleaning our room.

I nodded my head slowly, "Yes, we do indeed have to clean our room, Sora."

This is where I wanted to rip out my ears and scream… Sora had replied with, "Except I don't have to because I'm doing to the airport with dad!"

That little bastard.

Okay, you may be wondering why my cousins got a whole week off for Halloween, well, in Halloween town, where they just so happened to live, it was a sacred holiday. Aunt Tifa always went all out.

While they got a week off to 'prepare', we got no days off. Life was mean, you got that, mean!

Zexion didn't bother to ask as to why Sora was going to the airport. Shoot, I'd forgotten to tell him about my cousins. Oh well. Aunt Tifa might surprise him. Ven and Leblanc were just evil.

Three hours later I found myself with a damn near spotless room. Zexion had offered to help, but my mom came in and took him from me.

I was took garbage and a cup of molding… stuff… to the kitchen; successfully throwing that away I washed my hands and started to make myself a nice sandwich. I loved sandwiches.

From the living room I heard voices. One was Zexion's… the other was my cousin, Ven's.

"Roxas, Yuffie called my cell and told me to tell you to answer yours." I heard Zexion say. I grabbed two pieces of bread.

There was silence before I heard my cousin reply, "Dear god! I'm not fucking Roxas, you dumb bastard! My name is Ven. Who the fuck are you?" I slapped some lettuce onto my sandwich.

Another pause. "Roxas, the hell? This isn't even funny. And why the hell are you wearing a school uniform? A Halloween Town one, at that!" I added some cheddar cheese to my sandwich, right when my Aunt walked into the kitchen, obviously hearing the conversation in the living room.

"Roxy! Hey… aren't you gonna go tell you friend about you and Ven…?"

I put some turkey on my sandwich, and WALA! There you go! Great sandwich!

"Hmm… in a minute." I replied, tuning back into the conversation.

Next I heard Ven, "I think I know my own name! I'm not stupid!"

My Aunt began to push me to the living room to stop the argument between the two.

Sandwich in hand, I entered the room.

Zexion had his mouth open to say something, but seeing me, stopped, seemingly gawking. "Roxas, did your mom slip drugs into my food?"

Aunt Tifa giggled.

"Hey Zexion, this is Ven, my identical cousin. Don't you love genetics?"

Diner time was just awful. I mean, Leblanc was worse than that Larxene girl from detention a while back. I was beginning to feel like a rebel, with the detentions and all. It wasn't a good feeling.

Sora was the first to start actual conversation, my mom and her sister were giggling like school girls.

"So, Ven, how's Terra?" Sore subject, I could already tell.

"Well, he WAS fine, but then I was hauled off to here, and now I won't see him for a whole week! We had matching Halloween costumes!" Both me and Zexion suppressed a laugh. Matching Halloween costumes? Who did that?

Disregard that year me and Yuffie did Hanzel and Gretel. It was a one time thing… She made me!

Meanwhile, Sora tried to think of something more positive to say, "Uh… but we'll have lots of fun! Like when we go to bed at night! So much fun!"

I stared in horror, dad stared in horror, Zexion stared in horror, Ven stared in horror. Leblanc, she laughed her ass off while mom and Auntie were too much into their giggling to even care.

Sora didn't understand the concept of what he'd just said.

"Yeah, Sora. We'll have just so much fun." Leblanc added between her laughter.

I didn't find it funny.

Silence soon fell over the dinner table… again. "So… what about you Leblanc… have a boyfriend yet?" I couldn't think of anything better to say, so sue me.

"Of course not, silly. I use them as toys. And once they get old and boring, you can simply throw them away. By the way, cute friend."

Zexion stared at her, no fully expecting the complement but uttering a polite 'thank you' anyways. Then his eyes shifted back towards me, as if I was supposed to say something.

Think fast… think fast.

"Sorry Leblanc, he's taken. Uh… I didn't mean to say that… I mean…" Everyone looked at me in surprise. "Uh… girlfriend. He has a girlfriend! Uh… what did you say her name was? Erm… Fuu? Or something like that…"

"Roxas…" Zexion addressed me quietly, "You do know we broke up like… two years ago right?"

Damn, so close.

I turned to Zexion, "Do you want her to know that?"

Suddenly Leblanc's shrill voice polluted the air around the dinner table, "Don't worry, he looks to sad and emo to really have fun with anyways."

Ouch. "Uh… come on, Zex is lots of fun. I can name like ten times we had great fun together. I mean there was the time we went to the beach, and the time we watched pokemon and he stole my chair and wouldn't give it back, then there was the time he uh… read that book and uh… ate my… apple. OH and the time we took care of the baby and when he hacked into my aim…" Okay, that wasn't ten… and most of those were, and nowhere near, fun… but whatever.

"Rox, that wasn't me."

"W-what? But… it had to be the whole conversation with apologizing to Demyx…"

"Oh sorry, that was me."

I turned to stare at my brother in complete shock. "How… but how the hell would you even know about that?"

"Well you know, heard from Selphie, who heard from Tidus, who heard from Wakka, who heard from Riku, who heard from-"

I cut my brother off, "Wait! You weren't even in the room! YOU LIED!"

Everyone laughed with the exception of my father, who just doesn't.

"Well, I'm glad you find me hacking into your aim, which you left up and on, I might add, fun. Good to know for future times."

I glared at my so called friend.

"Oh, guys!" My aunt screeched. She slightly reminded me of Yuffie. "I forgot to mention… I brought Halloween costumes! Cant have Halloween without uber spiffy outfits!"

She did not just say 'uber spiffy'. Oh god, she did.

Ven snorted, "Mom, you're so lame. No wonder dad left you."

Ouch.

"I'll have you know I left your father, not the other way around. You spoiled little shi-" Aunt Tifa looked like a deer in head lights, "Oh, sorry Aeris, you don't use that language here. Spoiled little brat!" She corrected, flashing a smile at me, before realizing I wasn't her son and turning to Ven.

My own mom did that on occasion as well.

Now aunt Tifa took a little time to study Zexion's face. He looked… uncomfortable. Oh well, bastard deserved it for hacking my aim.

"You look like a Strife." She commented, hitting the nail on the head.

Zexion blinked, "I am."

Aunt Tifa let out a high-pitched squeal. I was so happy I didn't have sisters, because they would most likely act like this. Sora, already did.

"Cloud Strife's son?" Tifa asked before Zexion could respond my mother went into creepy daze mode.

"My long lost love?" My dad glared; obviously displeased with my mothers reaction to the name every time it was brought up.

Zexion had simply muttered a yes at my Aunt, who then rolled her eyes at my mother. "I was the one who dated him! Rinoa was so pretty though, beat me to him. How is Rinoa by the way, I'm assuming she's your mom." This wouldn't end to well.

My one-eyed buddy didn't display only form of emotion, "Mom died a few years ago."

Silence, yes, again.

My mom sent a look of sympathy to Zexion, "Zexion's staying with us for a while."

By now I had successfully eaten four dinner rolls, three pieces of roast beef, and two scoops of mashed potatoes. It passed the time between conversations, you see.

Ven made a snorting noise at me like a pig.

"Y'know, Ven, you kinda just diss'ed yourself, we probably still weigh the same."

His eyes shimmered, "Wanna bet?" Ven was a sucker for bets.

"The usual?"

A grin appeared on his face, "You're on!"

We sprinted from our seats at the table, without even excusing ourselves, and ran down the hall to the bathroom.

Fucker made it to the scale first. 115.

I stepped on the scale…

112.

Damn straight fucker.

I laughed in my cousin's face, "I so fucking told you so! What, what?! Yeah! In your fucking face!"

It was all too easy.

Unfortunately for me, I gloated a little too loud and my language was not exactly approved of.

"Roxas, do you want to write another fifty lines of 'I will not swear in the house'?" Mom scowled.

"Sorry." I muttered as I took my seat next to Zexion at the dinner table.

But, it didn't matter, I won the bet and he will get exactly as he deserved!

Ven was displeased as I pulled the marker away from is face, which now read 'ROXAS OWNS VEN'.

I was quite content. I mean, I won!

No one really understood why our bets 'usual' was that the winner tag'd the losers face, but we've been doing it since we were little kids. That is why it became the usual after all. Nobody really complained though, they would be able to tell us apart afterwards, when the loser had marker all over their face. It seemed to help. I never understood how they got us mixed up though. I mean, we were so different! It was easy to tell us apart.

"Zexy!" I cooed, mind filled with sugar-induced thoughts.

He glanced up from his homework, "Yes, Roxas?"

See, it was two hours later and the rest of the family was playing Life downstairs. Me and Zexion were doing homework up in my room. Well, he was doing homework, I was trying to distract myself from being to hyper, this proved difficult.

"Zexy, Zexy, Zexy! I'm a little hyper, you see, and those four energy drinks didn't help! But I had to drink more cans than Ven without throwing up! And I did! I did win!" I bust out into a fit of giggles. "Although, I probably should've puked because then I wouldn't be as hyper I am now! Y'know?" Okay, God, I felt as if I was drunk. This must be how Yuffie felt ever day.

Zexion didn't even respond, so, my mouth started working ahead of my mind, and I continued.

"You know, Zexy, you're like one of my bestest buddies, with the exception of Yuffie, and I mean you don't even hog the bed! I really admire that in a person." I broke into yet another fit of giggles.

That is until a horrible noise filtered through the air. Van Winkle.

Zexion grabbed it, making it stop crying and placed it on my bed with us.

"Zexion! I hate that thing! It makes me want to kill myself! By the way, how was that for you?"

Again, mouth working faster than mind.

He turned towards me, "I failed."

"Well, DUH! But that's good because now you're here with me and it's so happy! I love you – having you here! I have a roommate!" Yes, I almost let my non-crush slip, because I did not love Zexion. Nope, didn't.

"Roxas, you have Sora."

"But Sora doesn't sleep with me, well except when he was scared in the middle of the night and thought the Boogie Monster was under his bed, 'cause Riku told him that, so he crawled into my bed, though I admit I thought it were true once, but I was like seven… or twelve, whatever. Age is just a number, you know? Anyways back to the question before, why?"

He raised an eye brow, "Why what?"

"Why did you try to kill yourself of course? I mean, Yuffie kinda told me, but she said 'off' and you want to hear something funny? When I first heard that, I asked her if it had to do with sex 'cause I'd never heard that term before, isn't that funny?" I giggled, again.

I maybe shouldn't have asked. It was sort of personal. But I was curious and hyper… that was my excuse and I was sticking to it.

"What did Yuffie say?"

"Uh…" I took a moment to try and remember. "Uh… you moving with your uncle and cousin?"

"Not exactly…"

I tilted my head in confusion and scouted closer to my slate haired friend, "Then what was it?"

He sighed. "I was tired."

I was more confused, "Of what?"

"My father."

"I don't get it…" I said… slowly.

"He blames me for everything. I was tired of it. So, I downed all his Ambien."

What the fuck was Ambien? I wasn't gonna ask and risk looking stupid. Then again, I guess that ship had already sailed long ago.

"Zexionnnnnnnnnn," I drew out the 'n' in his name for a really time, "Wanna go to bed?"

"Uhm, sure, Rox, I finished my homework." He placed his notebook on the floor, along with the nasty baby from hell.

"Okay! I just have to make a phone call first!" I said, leaping from the bed and grabbing the phone. I ran to the bathroom and dialed Yuffie's number.

"You lied!" I yelled into the phone as my best friend answered.

"What?"

"You lied! Zexy, he wasn't- uh hadn't tried to kill himself because of his cousin. You lied! It was because of his father! He was just so tired of his daddy blaming him. You lied!"

"Oh really…?" She sounded too pleased to have heard of her mistakes than she was supposed to be, then it clicked…

This was Yuffie.

"You cannot tell anyone! No one!"

"Uh huh…"

"Yuffie, you cann-"

She hung up.

Oh fuck, what did I just do?

I slowly walked back to my room. Zexion was still sitting silently on my bed. I placed my phone on my night stand and turned to him.

"I'msorry."

"What did you do?"

"I tried to stop her but she hung up. I mean, she lied! Lied! I had to tell her that she lied! But then I was tellin' her not to tell and she hung up. I'm sorry!"

He stared at me.

"It wasn't my fault, she lied!"

He sighed. "I'm never telling you anything again."

"B-but she lied! I had to tell her that she lied! It wasn't my fault, she lied! I'm sorry! Come on, were best buds, we share a bed!" I rambled on. "Come on… it'sa be all good and fine, Zexy, just you see. It'sa all good. Yep, yep! Ready for bed?" I flashed a quick smile to my bud.

He rolled his eyes, and let out a light laugh. Wait, was that supposed to be at me? Asshole.

We crawled into bed, giving up the whole sleeping on opposite sides a long time ago, since it seemed to never work. Soon enough I was asleep cuddling close to my bed-mate.

Kitii; END YAY! And its only 4:35 in the morning! BTW: Case you didn't already know, to clear things up;;; Leblanc is from ffx2, Rinoa is from ffviii, and Ven is from the upcoming kh. Yeah…

Kuri; Also, Terra is also from the upcoming kh game. Now it's 4:40 in the morning. My hands are covered in ink, my hair is a mess, and I can only focus on one thing at once. The mountain dew caffeine is pulsing through my skin.

Kitii; So yeah, if some doesn't add up or whatev', it's okay because you know what?! WE were giggling the WHOLE time, 'cause really, at four in the morning, almost EVERYthing is funny, like fur reals dude. BTW: (AGAIN) I love SEXY ZEXY. Which I've wanted to say, like, ALL night.

Kuri; Seriously, I can feel the caffeine dude! I can seriously FEEL it! It's so weird. Oh and we started to write a story from Zexion's point of view!

Kitii; A story, meaning this story. THOUGH;; MAJOR NOTE! We probably won't put it up for like a million thousand years. But its kick ass and what a sugar high killer! Zexy is such an emo boy, you know? Well… uh… ANYWAYS, we need a title for it for anyone who cares. ANY HELP? TITLE TITLE, YES YES?

Kuri; Oh and also, to answer some questions, there is no Zemyx. But their friendship is cute. I wanted some but Kitii said NO. AND thanks for the reviews, made my day!

Kitii; Yeah. END END END. Were gonna go do the cancan now since it was on TV. Say bye Kuri!

Kuri; Cries! NO! UGH! Gotta go do the cancan, bye!

Both; OH AND BTW; WE DO ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT ABIEN IS. WE EVEN LOOKED UP THE SIDE EFFECTS. 'CAUSE, WE ARE UBER SMART KIDS!