This day sucks.

The teen sat against the thick exterior wall of The Castle That Never Was, sulking deeply. Dull grey-blue eyes glared around angrily, having nothing better to do. She breathed out, a few wisps of her ivory hair floated out from her face, only to fall back immediately. Though bored, she inwardly cherished this moment of peace. Her plan for the day was to stay out of everyone's way, so she didn't have to deal with those losers in the castle. It seemed simple enough.

"Hey, Nax!"

Her eyes flicked sharply over in the direction of where the voice came from. A portal of darkness opened up, and a certain Sitar played strode out. He was grinning widely, his jade green eyes sparkled with excitement. "Happy Birthday, Naxan!"

The girl growled. She hated her full name, even when it came from the mouth of the boy she crushed on. "Go away." She barked.

"Aw, c'mon!" Demyx said, smiling. "It's your birthday! You should be hanging out with your friends!"

"I don't need friends."

"Sure you do!"

"Bug off."

Her rudeness didn't faze him one bit. "I've got something for you! It's a present!"

Nax's eyes lit up faintly, a very rare event indeed. Inwardly, the aspect of getting a birthday present excited her, although she refused to allow anyone else to know it. She responded gruffly, "What is it?"

Number IX held up a brightly colored package, the glittery paper shimming slightly in the hazy moonlight. "You gotta open it!" And with that, he tossed it to her.

Catching it easily, she ripped open the paper without any care or regard for his careful wrapping. Be he didn't mind; he was far too excited. The paper was torn away in seconds, and she lifted the lid of the box.

And then her gaze darkened as she laid her eyes on what was inside.

Within the box was a kit of makeup. Girly, brightly colored makeup. Makeup of all kinds: eye shadow, lipstick, blush, mascara, and more.

Her eye was twitching in disgust before she knew it.

Demyx grinned even brighter. "Well, do you like it?"

Silence.

Grinning in a sick, twisted way, Nax snapped her fingers loudly.

Out of nowhere, a gigantic boulder appeared above the Nocturne and fell, hitting the ground with a loud THUDDD and crushing the boy below in the blink of an eye.

"Gee, thanks Demyx." The girl spoke sickly, before hurling the makeup at the rock, destroying the gift.

Satisfied, she then went back to sulking.

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Rule #1: NEVER give Nax ANY makeup. At all. Ever. Ever.

This drabble is in dedication to my BFFaeaeae (:3), NAX . Cookie –n- Cream . NAX. (or CnC, for short), because it's her birthday today! Happy B-day, CnC! And Nax! :D

Note: No Demyx's were injured in the making of this drabble. Well, they weren't hurt much…okay, they were hurt a lot. Blame Nax! (runs)