A/N: Well, here's another chappy…bleh…in case ya cant tell, I'm sick and I didn't get my sugar cubes (?!) so I'm half out of it. Blech.

NBB: Ren is still here. He's just…quiet. Like Cloud. Hmmm…Cloud-kun may be replaced as the group's emo boy! Ha! How sucky would that be? Hyperactive Ren, as the emo boy? –shudders- Oh yeah, and…

TOTAL F---ING GLOMPAGE!!!!!!!!!!

Yuki's POV

Lena weaved through the crowd. Her dagger, slightly dulled so she would pass security, was clutched in her hand. Her black skirt swished against her ankles. She'd frozen her flash tattoos, and the snakes were dangling down over her wrists, with their heads resting on the top of her hands. Her C had the snake's tail wrapped around it. The Celtic swirls on her face, which was a new Special signature ever since Tally made them famous, were perfectly still, but they would turn red sometimes when she was frustrated and her focus would slip.

She reached the group, and tapped Ren on his shoulder. "Hey, you," she whispered.

"Hey," Ren whispered back, slightly confused.

Across the circle, I fumed silently. Ren is mine! I thought angrily, and for a moment I considered ripping off Lena's overly clingy arm. Ren was MINE. Wait a minute. No. Sora is. What the hell was I thinking? Ren? Lena can do whatever she wants with Ren…oh God I didn't mean it like that…yech.

I shook my head and wrinkled my nose. "Ew," I muttered to myself. Lena was clinging on Ren's arm, whispering to him. He looked like he wanted to leave. Kaede was talking to Cloud. Akako and Roxas were laughing and pointing at someone in the crowd. I followed their gaze. A Roxas cosplayer? Awk-WARD! Chiho was on one side of Sora, and Ariana was on the other. Wait a minute. Ariana? HEY!

I fumed even more as I crossed the circle to go talk to Sora. I neatly slipped in between Sora and Ariana, smiling sweetly. "Hey, Sora! Is that cosplayer supposed to be you?" I pointed in to the crowd.

"Uh, I think so," Sora said, confused as to why so many girls were crowding around him.

"Not bad, is it?" I asked, admiring the costume.

"Isn't that cosplayer a girl?" Ariana asked, her eyes wide.

"So what? It's not bad!" I said quickly. Then I realized I'd just called Sora feminine. "I mean, the costume is well made! She got a good wig! Um, she has very manly features!!!"

Sora coughed. Ariana tried to hide her smile behind her hand. Chiho cackled wildly. The rest of the group just stared blankly.

"What was that all about?" Lena asked Ren, breaking the awkward silence. She still had her hand on his arm. He was looking at it like he wanted it to disappear.

"I don't know," he said, lifting his gaze to look at me. Then he scrambled over and squeezed himself between Sora and I, so he and Sora looked like the luckiest guys in the world because of the crowd of girls around them (Lena had followed Ren). "Help me," he whispered to me, probably making me blush.

"I'd rather not," I whispered back, eyeing Lena's dagger. Kaede had been telling the others how she could sense that there was a strange power coming from the dagger. We had laughed and called her ghost-whisperer.

"Wimp," Ren whispered back.

"Hey," Ariana whispered. "What are you two whispering about, all secret-y?"

"Nuthin' much," I mumbled back.

"Nuthin' much? Means there was something. And with your gossip IQ, you're little 'nothing much' could be the biggest gossip gold mine in the century!" Ariana giggled at how very Rusty she sounded.

"No, it's not," I said, exasperated. "It's just that. Nothing."

"Suuuuure it is," Ariana said, smiling as she turned away.

I knew then that she would make sure to find out what we had been whispering about.

"Look at Yuki's red face! SOME ONE has a crush on Ren!" Lena cried out, pointing at me.

Maybe Ariana wouldn't even have to try that hard.

Ariana's POV

"Are you sure it's nothing?" I questioned Yuki as we walked up the stairs to our hotel room. The elevator was out of order. It looked as though a bomb had gone off near it, as the inside was black and charred. "You were awfully red."

Chiho rolled her eyes. She made a face at the back of Yuki's head.

"Great, this again," Kaede complained.

"Ari, it's nothing," Akako said.

"Get over it," added Lena, her tone light and playful.

"Oh?" I asked, raising a single eyebrow.

"It's nothing, Ari-wa," Yuki insisted. She crossed her arms, frowning as she marched like an army girl.

"Really?" I asked her, my expression a well-practiced combo of doubt, wistfulness, and curiosity.

"Really," Yuki said, glaring at me. "And stop with the chibi pout. It doesn't work on me."

"Sure it doesn't," I mumbled, pausing on the stairs and clutching the railing pathetically. "Sure."

"Is that your phrase of the night?" Yuki called out, as she squished past me and turned down the hall. She walked down to a room and began digging for the hotel room key we'd been given.

"Maybe!" I shouted back. "And maybe that's not our floor, Yu-yu."

"What?" Yuki paused, her hand still digging in one of her outfit's hidden pockets.

"We're the next one up," I told her. "You're at room 1313."

"Right. Knew that. I was…testing you." Yuki headed back and started climbing more stairs. "But you still failed that test."

"Yeah, well, you failed life." I stuck out my tongue and scrambled after her. The rest of the group laughed as they trailed us.

We were all so busy picking on Yuki, we hadn't even noticed that Ren was still back at the door to room 1313, studying it carefully.

Funny that he was the only one to notice that room 1313 had been placed on the west side. The west wings were supposed to be all the even numbers.

Room 1313 should have been on the east wing. Ren was the only one who noticed, and it was for this reason that he was the only one still there.