A/N: ...tell me again why I'm sitting in front of the computer right now, sleep-deprived with only five-and-a-half-hour's worth of so-called sleep, writing up the next chapter of Philophobia up?
Oh that's right, 'cause I was hit by a sudden stroke of "OMFG, I should wake up early and write it!"
Huzzah. Good luck for you, bad for me. XD
This chapter is (hopefully) longer than the prologue, I'm afraid even though I had the beginning in my brain, half of it eroded away and I may be hit by sudden writers' block in the middle of the chapter. Eheheheh?
Thanks to siverrain for being my first (and as of now, only) reviewer! -hands cookie-
Philophobia
by Kyoto-chan
Chapter One
I. Mnemophobia
Roxas groaned, tossing over in bed again. He'd been sleep-deprived for what seemed like forever, not being able to sleep regularly for at least what felt like a week at The World That Never Was.
What the hell was that dream all about? At least it explains why I saw the word 'SORA' back in the Realm of Darkness... he spoke mentally, recalling how he got his name.
His dream had started out pleasant, in what his mind told him was an island, but the island had caught a storm and there were Heartless everywhere you looked, including a huge-ass Heartless to rival the size of the Twilight Thorn. He immediately woke up right before he had to fight that Heartless in his dream.
Roxas muttered grumpily, throwing his blanket off of his body, and walking to the not-so-non-existant bathroom to go brush his teeth.
"Marluxia, you fucking bathroom hog, you've been in there forever!" a groan came from the end of the hallway, where the bathroom was. "Get out of there, or I'm gonna bust in with my chakrams!"
The teen grinned slightly, walking around the bend and seeing a familiar redhead standing outside the bathroom door, looking rather pissed off.
A muffled reply came from the other side of the door, "Be patient, Axel! My hair doesn't do itself, you know!"
"Your hair looks like a wet purple dog anyway. Now let me in, I fucking need to goooooooo!"
"Fine, bust in if you want, I'm not wearing a towel after taking my shower."
"Oh. Hell. No."
Roxas chuckled, then put an arm around his friend's shoulders.
"Axel, going to the toilet is so not worth seeing a naked Marluxia for. I don't want to see that sight either, even if it means waiting about ten minutes to get rid of my morning breath."
"TEN MINUTES? Do you think I can control my bladder for that long?" Axel whined angrily.
"C'mon, it doesn't even take five minutes to get to the other bathroom in this wing...go to that one."
"Larxene. PMSing Larxene, no less."
Roxas twitched. Sure, he met the crew only a few weeks ago, but he pretty much had all of their personalities down. And he knew very well that a PMSing Larxene was a very frightening thing, indeed.
"In that case, wait. Or break into Marluxia's room and 'do your business' on one of his plants," Roxas said loudly, to lure Marluxia out of the bathroom.
And it worked.
"DO ANYTHING TO MY BABIES AND I SWEAR I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD!" (a, fortunately, fully-clothed) Marluxia screeched at the duo.
Axel winced at how high the Graceful Assassin's screech was, "'Lax, Marly. It was only a joke. Now since you're obviously finished, get the fuck out of the bathroom."
He pushed his inferior away from the door and shut the open door, a click made to signify that he locked the door.
Marluxia glared at the door, then looked at Roxas.
"How can you even stand him?"
"I just do."
Marluxia grumbled, then stomped off in the direction of the kitchen for breakfast.
A flush was made, the faucet turned on and then off, and then another click sounded, as the doorknob was turning and Axel exited.
"It's all yours, Roxy."
"Thanks."
And the two switched places, but Axel walked off into the direction of the kitchen.
"...and today's breakfast was prepared by number five. Thank him for feeding you, everyone," Xemnas commanded, and muttered "thanks" were spoken.
Axel murmured under his breath, "If Lexaeus made it, no wonder breakfast tasted like shit."
"I think I found at least ten hairs in my pancakes," Roxas whispered back, with a shudder.
"Numbers eight and thirteen, do you have anything you'd like to share with the Organization?" Xemnas looked over at Axel and Roxas.
"N-no, sir," the younger of the two replied.
"Then please keep quiet during the meeting. As I was saying, work harder and faster! The more hearts we retrieve from all those mindless Heartless, the sooner we'll be able to unlock Kingdom Hearts and only then will we truly exist!"
However, Xemnas' usual lecture about Kingdom Hearts and all that other jazz went in one ear and out the other, at least for Axel and Roxas. But all the other members didn't look all that interested anyway. If anyone were interested, it would be the Superiors, those six people who accidentally became Heartless and turned into those six Nobodies we all know and love/hate. But even they were bored by Xemnas' lecture.
"That is all," Xemnas finally ended, and with lightning speed, all of the other Organization members rushed out of the meeting room.
"I wonder who that black-hooded guy in the plains was..." a voice echoed through the main hall of the castle.
A hardly discernible voice replied, "And this castle's making me feel weird..."
"Well, do you think we might be able to find Riku here?"
"A-hyuk, maybe we'll be able to find the King too!" a third voice said.
"Yeah! C'mon, guys! Let's go!"
Roxas appeared on a balcony, looking down as Axel approached the three, and their conversation was not all that audible, anyway. All Roxas could tell was that Axel gave that familiar-looking kid a deck of battle cards and a world card for Traverse Town.
That guy...wasn't he...in my dreams?
End Chapter One
Ooh! Semi-cliff! XD
I realize the beginning dialogue from Sora and the gang isn't correct to the point, but forgive me, I haven't played CoM in about a year or so. XD
And this is like half-a-page longer than the prologue, so be glad. It took me two hours to fish this out of me.
Now, review and get a cookie!
Mnemophobia – (noun) The fear of memories