Words could not describe the joy in Roxas' heart.

The teen practically ran back to The Disorder's headquarters, eager to tell his comrades about his amazing night. He still couldn't believe it! Not only had he finally worked up the courage to speak his true feelings to Xed, but also she had returned them!

And…they kissed.

They kissed!

The blonde grinned widely, feeling a blush burning on his face. Not like he cared, anyways. He could've been walking through a crowd of a hundred people and he still wouldn't have cared.

After what seemed like an eternity, Roxas made his way through the upcoming alley, and into the decrepit building where everyone else was. Upon arrival, he noticed that the few members there were not happy in the least. They didn't even seem relaxed, like they usually were at night. No one was drinking anything, no one was playing cards…no one was even talking.

The boy's grin vanished in an instant. What was going on?

"Roxas…"

He turned to the owner of the voice, who was standing against the wall. The redhead looked at his friend, worry and melancholy shining in his emerald eyes.

"Axel…" The blonde started, a little warily. "What's going on? Why's everyone so down."

The man turned away. "She knows." He answered, barely above a whisper.

The blonde's ocean eyes widened, mortified. "W-what?? How?!"

"Probably that *itch of a snitch, Xoras." He spat. "She left here earlier after yelling at all of us…I think she went after…" Axel trailed off, looking back at him.

"No…" Roxas could feel his heart stop, as his blood felt very cold within him. "She…she didn't…Xed…?"

Just then, the door slammed open with incredible force.

Xradenom stalked in, slowly, dangerously, a vicious hate smoldering in her eyes. She immediately fixed her gaze on Roxas, making the blonde shrink back ever so slightly – a force of habit.

"You little *astard…" she growled.

"What did you do to her?!" Roxas shouted, surprising the spectators still in the room. No one yelled at her and got away with it unharmed…

His words only enraged her further. "How dare y—"

"What did you do?? I swear to God if you—"

A fierce punch to the stomach shut the boy up immediately, and caused him to collapse to the floor. Before he could even bring his arms to clutch his bruising torso, Xradenom stomped on it with her foot, the heel of her stiletto digging mercilessly into his flesh. The boy grunted in pain.

"Listen," She snarled gravely, "you are to stay away from that little *itch, got it? I already told your little girlfriend," she put extra venom into the word 'girlfriend', "to keep the hell away from you, and if you don't stay away from her, I'll put a bullet up your *ss as well as your head. Got it?!"

She took her foot off him roughly and walked upstairs, still *issed beyond belief, leaving Roxas to get up shakily, his face red with anger and his heart white with fear.

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"She's late."

"No *hit, Sherlock."

Zexion, a short man with slate, emoish hair and deep indigo eyes looked at Xigbar with crossness. "It was only an observation."

The Organization was gathered in the foyer, discussing tactics for dealing with The Disorder's antics. The meeting was already twelve minutes in, and Xed still hadn't shown up. Considering that she was never late for these things, it was a big concern for the gangsters, and a big worry for her friends.

"Where the *uck is she…?" Kuxir murmured from his seat on the sofa. He looked out the window, into the blackness of the night. In the reflection on the glass, he could clearly see the worry on Demyx's face.

This was driving him nuts. The boy ran a hand through his sandy, gravity-defying hair. He couldn't wait anymore. He needed to do something.

"Ugh! This is enough!"

The members looked at the boy in surprise. He wasn't one to have angry outbursts…ever.

Demyx stood up quickly. "I'm gonna go look for her! Who's with me??"

But no one had the opportunity to agree, disagree, or to even comment on his decision. For just then, the door opened with some difficulty, and the brunette staggered in – bleeding, bruised, and with a tear-stained face.

The blonde was the first to react. "Xed!!!" Demyx rushed over to her, followed by Kuxir.

The room broke out into a mass of shocked chatter, demanding questions, and varied comments, ranging from concerns to jokes to theories. Finally, Xemnas had had enough and stood up, everyone silencing himself or herself immediately.

"What the hell happened, Xedramon?" He asked, calmly, with a tinge of anger in his voice. He already had a guess as to what happened…

She looked around the room, noting how eager everyone looked to hear what she had to say. A few of the members already seemed to be getting *issed. She knew that, if she were to tell the truth about who attacked her and why, not only would she be in immense trouble for being with Roxas, but the blonde would also be targeted. She felt her heart ache a little. She would not endanger him…

Xed swallowed. She had to protect him. "Some of The Disorder…they just…jumped me…" It wasn't a complete lie, but at least the two of them were safe. And that's what truly mattered. "I was on my way here, but a few of them cut me off and attacked…I don't know why…"

Xigbar growled, furious. "I *ucking knew it! Those little *itches are gonna *ucking pay!"

The room rose back into chaotic shouting and yelling, all livid about what The Disorder had done. Some began cursing them out furiously, others made threats, while others described colorfully what they were planning to do the next time they crossed paths.

The Superior forced the room to calm down again. "Everyone, I know this is disturbing, but we mustn't let this go to our heads…"

"What the hell, Xemnas?!" The one-eyed man shouted. "They just attack and you expect us to do nothing?!?"

A sadistic blue-haired gold-eyed man by the name of Saix spoke up. "I say we return the favor." He grinned wickedly.

The room began to voice their agreements.

"Absolutely not!" Xemnas boomed. "That is simply asking for trouble. I forbid such an act!"

The room began to protest, but the tanned man held up his hand. "End of discussion. We'll continue this meeting tomorrow. Everyone needs to *ucking cool off." He rubbed his temples and walked out of the room.

Demyx and Kuxir helped Xed upstairs, so she could rest and heal up a little.

"This isn't *ucking right…" Roxuld, a man with short, light brown hair and wicked amber eyes, snapped, shuffling the cards in his hands roughly. "This is messed up…"

Xigbar sniffed, angrily. "You got that right."

"I say screw Xemnas." Sauelex, a burly, strong man with strangely styled silver hair and sturdy gold eyes barked. "Let's deliver revenge up their *sses."

"I agree." Saix added in.

"Then let's get up off our *sses and do this." Xigbar stood, cracking his knuckles and smirking. He was certainly going to enjoy this.

"Now, hold on just a second!" Vexen hissed, standing up. "You cannot go and attack them! You don't even know who attacked Xed! You could go after the wrong person!"

"Who gives a *uck?" Roxuld sneered. "They're all bad blood to us. Even if one person went after her, their whole gang suffers."

Sauelex crossed his arms. "They shoulda' thought of that before they decided to start something they didn't want to *ucking finish."

Before Vexen could protest anymore, Xigbar, Saix, Roxuld, and Sauelex got up and walked out, with nothing on their minds but making the other side bleed.

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It's getting real good, now :)