Chapter Six: We Feel Different Things

This chapter might be a little longer than normal…

Xenay tilted her head, "Wow, I've only just met you and you hate me already."

"I never said that…" he went back to reading.

"But you do," Xenay couldn't resist poking his head; that was her true calling.

"At the moment I'm just getting really annoyed," Saix growled.

She pulled her hand back and sighed, "I should have never joined…"

"What?" Saix moved his eyes to the seat beside him, but no one was there. As he glanced around, a new feeling sank into him…guilt, possibly? "But…I can't…feel…"

Xenay sighed, staring at the floor as she walked. 'What's the point of me being here if I just get people mad?'

"Hey, kid!" Demyx stood in front of her. "How crazy are you!" he laughed, impressed at the same time.

"Huh?"

"Do you know who that was?"

"Saix?"

"Saix, the Berserker! Get him mad, and you might as well be dead! And you poked him!"

"Berserker? He didn't get that mad…he was, but he didn't go crazy…" Xenay pondered this.

"You're okay, kid!" I'm Demyx," he pointed to himself, "Stick with me and you'll be okay."

"You mean you don't hate me? YAY!" she jumped up.

"Energetic, crazy, perky…yeah. I can see us being friends."

Around noon, there was a knock at Xenay's door. With messed up hair and slightly smudged eyeliner from the day before, she opened the door, yawning. "Hello?" she said lazily.

"Uh…hi," Saix stood uncomfortably. "Did I wake you?" The answer was a bit obvious.

A raggedy stuffed dog hung from one of her arms, "Yeah, but that's okay…" she yawned again, "Saix. Wait…are you still mad at me?"

"No, but that's why I'm here. This is hard for me to say, so-"

"Hey Saix! Xenay, you guys ready for training?"

"Demyx, you interrupted Saix. That's not nice," she wagged a finger.

"Forget it," he mumbled and left.

"What was that about?" Demyx scratched his head.

"Dunno. What were you saying?"

"Twice every week we train to get stronger."

"How?"

"We fight each other."

"Ah, when is it?"

"1:30."

"1:30! It's 12:15 now!" Xenay yelped, running back in her room.

"So?" Demyx followed.

"I only have an hour and 15 to get ready!" she yelled from her bathroom, turning the shower on.

Demyx blinked and noticed the stuffed dog on the bed. Sitting criss-crossed, he held and examined it. "What's the big deal?"

The door swung open, "DROP THE DOG!"

"Eep!" he let it hit the bed.

The door slammed, "And it's a big deal because it is!"

She came out 20 minutes later, only in a towel. "DEMYX! WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE!"

"I thought you wanted me to stay!"

"Why would you think that!"

"I don't know!"

"LEAVE!"

"But I'm bored!"

"I don't care, GO!" she pointed to the door.

"Can't you get dressed in the bathroom?"

"Oh my god, FINE!" she grabbed some clothes from her drawer and returned to the bathroom.

"What's your problem, you HORNY BASTARD!" Xenay hit him with her hair dryer.

"Ow! I'm not a bastard!" Demyx rubbed his head.

"So you admit you're horny!" she yelled over the hot wind.

"I'm a guy, what do ya expect!"

"I thought we were just friends!"

"We are! But do you know what it's like to be a guy, constantly around other guys!"

"No! And to be honest, I don't care!" she stopped the machine.

"BITCH!" Demyx hadn't realized the blow dryer had stopped. "Are you done now?"

"I never said you had to stay, Demy-chan. By all means, go."

"I can't stupid. I gotta show you wehre the Training Room is!" he said, then thought, 'Did she call me Demy-chan?'

"Oh…" Xenay said applying new eyeliner.

"You goth?"

"Sure."

"What's that mean?"

"Call me whatever you want. I just like the look of the clothes," she finished.

"Oh, so you're a Poser."

"NO! I AM NOT A FUCKING POSER! POSERS TRY TO POSE AS WHAT THEY AREN'T, TRYING TO CONVINCE OTHERS THEY REALLY ARE THAT WAY, AND THAT'S NOT MY OBJECTIVE AT ALL!" Xenay exploded, death gripping Demyx's coat collar.

"Okay, okay! Sorry!" he tried to pull back.

"Uh, everything alright in here?" Axel poked his head in.

"Oh, uh…fine!" Xenay let go and smiled innocently.

"Guys better get going. Training's gonna start soon," he left.

"Ehhhh…" she sighed heavily.

"Oh my god," Demyx stared down at her.

"What?"

"You have a crush on Axel!" he pointed.

End Chapter Six