Me: (gasp) you like me! You really like me!

Steph: Awww! I love you!

Me: Yay! I'm loved!

Roxas: …You're really girly.

Me: And apparently, so are you! I know it's the way I write you… but Sora is in to fighting and running and… manly things! So I assumed you'd be… feminine in some way!

Roxas: I was part of an organization that conspired to rules the worlds. I took many hearts. How am I girly?

Steph: You're voiced by Jesse McCartney.

Axel: I love him!

Steph: Me too!

Me: Thanks for the reviews guys! I'm really grateful! I'm averaging on 6 reviews a chapter!

Axel: Chapter 3!

Chapter 3
Books on Chapter Filling

Regret. It's a strange word isn't it? The way it's spelt, it's possible it could mean to gret again. And where did the word even derive from? Then again… where does any word come from? How is it possible that millions of years ago our ancestors learned to communicate? But this is beside the point. For you see, Roxas is regretting something. He is regretting ever getting angry at Zexion. Roxas is logical you see. He may not be as logical as Zexion, but he is still logical. And logic tells him that if he hadn't had lost his temper with Zexion last week for breaking Google (it still perplexed him to no end that this was even achievable), Zexion would not have bought those books on computers, and consequently he would still be unable to turn the damn thing on without assistance. But if it was possible to undo the past, then people would never learn. And so Roxas was doomed to forever endure Zexion; the level 17 Mage.

"Zexion… this isn't healthy. What's so good about this game?" Roxas groaned.

"It fascinates me with its story line and characters," he replied.

"So does a book."

Zexion shrugged.

"I have read all the books."

"Even your new one?"

"I read that at night."

"Why?"

"For some reason I find it soothing."

Roxas smirked and sat down beside Zexion nonchalantly.

"So what's happened in your book so far?"

The laptop suddenly closed.

"Tomo's dreams are becoming more frequent and-"

Of course, Roxas wasn't listening. He was just glad Zexion had left his precious laptop alone for a few moments to acknowledge him.

"Hey Marly. What's up?" Roxas asked.

"Not much hun. I'm just trying to find the asshole that set my plants on fire."

"…On purpose?"

"Yes."

Roxas sat back on his pastel green bed and looked out the window. The auburn leaves were already fallen from the nearby Oak tree. Fall had seemingly appeared over night.

"I'm bored. Zexion is obsessed with some… medieval quest game."

"That's not good. This guy in my IT class became obsessed with a game once. He stopped eating, he stopped sleeping… he ended up in hospital."

Roxas shot up.

"H-how?"

"It became an addiction. I'm not sure how it happens, but the habit formed and when they tried to take it away from him he broke down."

Marluxia laughed suddenly.

"But hey! Zexion is emo! He's used to the pain, so maybe he'll be fine. I've got to go. My hair is frizzing and I've got to fix it. Bye."

He hung up. Roxas stared in horror at his cell phone; Zexion having a break down? It wouldn't be the first time… and he didn't think Zexion could handle another one. He needed to stop this from happening. The question was… how?

"Hey Zexion… I just found this equation and I'm completely stumped. Can you help?" Roxas asked.

Zexion nodded.

"As soon as I defeat the Dragon of Nogard," he said.

"But it's really difficult."

"I'm busy."

Roxas shook his head. This was bad. Zexion never rejected something that was possible intellectually challenging. It was time to take action.

Zexion sighed with satisfaction as his mage levelled up. He was now on level 20 and as a bonus he had mastered the walk through walls spell.

"Zexion… maybe you should turn the game off," Roxas said.

"I will soon."

"I was talking to Marly-"

"Good for you."

"-And he was telling me about this guy-"

"Does this story have a point?"

Roxas growled.

"Hey asswipe! This is the longest conversation we've had all week! And do you now why? It's because you're obsessed over that stupid game! It's not healthy!"

Zexion closed the laptop.

"Insulting me was unnecessary."

"I think it was! Is this the only way you'll listen to me? If I yell?" Roxas demanded.

"You're becoming overly emotional and there is no need for it."

Roxas punched the wall.

"For fuck's sake! I'm doing this because I don't want you to go through another breakdown like last time."

Zexion looked out the window.

"That… was not a pleasant time for me."

A sudden gust of wind blew, sending ripples over the ocean water. The world outside was cold and unforgiving. Already, the normally azure sky had given way to the gloomy shade of Prussian. Zexion looked at the laptop and threw it against the wall.

"…It wasn't a good game anyway. The graphics were terrible."

Roxas smiled.

"Hey… it's night. I guess you can read your book."

Zexion smiled slightly.

"Yes. I can. Goodnight Roxas."

Morning rolled on and Roxas tapped his chin thoughtfully. It was a Saturday and he wanted to go out. At the same time, he didn't want to leave Zexion alone with the laptop. However, Zexion wouldn't appreciate being molly-coddled (yes, Zexion had in fact used that term to describe Roxas' somewhat paternal actions in the past). Yet…

His train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I'm going out. Since I know you'll insist on molly-coddling me today, I'm giving you 10 minutes to get ready before I go."

You see? Molly-coddling.

Zexion's clothing choice was… rather odd. Roxas knew Zexion had no time to bother with things such as fashion… so why in the world had he bought leather pants? And what disturbed him more was… how had he gotten in them?

"You're wearing leather. Where are we going? Should I be worried? Do I need to yell rape out the window?" Roxas asked.

"Nowhere in particular, you shouldn't and I'd rather you didn't do that again. I can still remember being pulled over by the police for that."

"You got his number!"

"I didn't want it."

"You gat a date out of it."

"I almost got a court date."

"OK, I get it! So… where are we going?"

Zexion looked at the car dashboard. It was 9:30 am; the weather was perfect at 26 degrees Celsius and with no clouds to mar the cornflower blue skies; his midnight black Ferrari, which he had bought with his profits from investing in a medical establishment, had a full tank of petrol. The sky was the limit.

"I haven't the foggiest idea. Do you want to go see a movie?"

"Well… this looks good," Roxas said.

"High School Musical 3? Are you serious?"

"No! I really want to see it!"

Zexion chuckled slightly.

"Have I ever told you you're like the little sister I never had?"

Roxas nodded.

"Every time you think I've discredited any masculinity I have."

"So what does this tell you?"

"This is one of those times. Does the word "uke" mean anything to you?"

Zexion chuckled once more.

"Submission. To me, it means Tomo."

Roxas laughed and shrugged.

"So what do you want to see?"

Zexion smirked.

"Missed Call."

Roxas shivered.

"That's so sadistic! You just like to see me scared!"

"Yes."

Roxas scowled and turned away. He caught sight of scarlet.

"Axel?"

Axel turned and grinned.

"Roxy-baby! Long time no see! How's it going?"

"Pretty good… you?"

"Don't you just love small talk?" Demyx giggled.

Roxas smiled at the two.

"What are you guys here to see?" Roxas asked.

"I want to see HSM3," Demyx pouted.

"So do I," Roxas said.

"Really? Why don't we watch it all together then?" Axel asked.

Demyx frowned.

"But Axel, you said you wouldn't watch it in a million-"

Axel punched Demyx's arm.

"Always the kidder," Axel laughed.

Demy pouted.

"Do you see the abuse I get? I'm just a poor little uke and I don't deserve this!"

Roxas laughed and turned to Zexion.

"Well… it's 3 against one," Roxas said.

Zexion sighed.

"Next time we go shopping."

The movie wasn't that bad shockingly. Demyx and Roxas cried a little bit whilst Zexion and Axel looked on out of sheer boredom. But afterwards they went out for Lunch so it was all cool. Demyx looked up at Zexion, who was picking at his fries.

"So have you read it yet?" Demyx asked.

"I'm almost finished."

"It has a sequel!"

"Have you read it yet?"

"It hasn't been released yet. But I am so excited for it! Where are you up to?"

"I'm on the last chapter."

Roxas rolled his eyes. Axel laughed.

"Is that all you hear too?"

"Yes!"

Axel laughed once more.

"Hey, Demy's liked Sleepless Nights longer than Zexion. I've had to put up with it longer than you have."

"Hey! If you two read this book, you'd understand how amazing it is!"

"I know it is. Zexion cried," Roxas said.

Demyx gasped than grinned.

"I knew it! When?"

"When Tomo had the dream of Kano with Yuri."

"I know! That is such an emotional scene!"

"Shut up!" Roxas and Axel cried.

Demyx laughed sheepishly. Zexion continues to eat his fries.

"So were you two on a date?" Axel asked.

"God no!" Roxas exclaimed.

"Thank you Roxas. That was a nice way to tell me I'm undateable," Zexion said.

"I didn't mean it like that! But I'm your little sister! …Shit. OK… I'll stop talking now," Roxas said, turning a crimson color.

Axel laughed.

"Sorry about that. But he's wearing leather. That's normally a sign."

"Basically you want me to burn my trousers," Zexion said.

"No! I like them!" Demyx cried.

"At least someone does."

Axel laughed for the umpteenth time.

"Yeah, but Demy has a Leather fetish."

"Shut up!"

Zexion wiped tears form his eyes. Roxas smiled slightly.

"Happy ending?"

"They're together… for now. I need this sequel."

"You and Demyx are becoming fast friends."

"I suppose. Are you jealous?"

"Nah… just proud; you're all grown up."

"Molly-coddling."

"Sorry."

Me: Done! Thanks for all your reviews! I love writing this!

Axel: A filler already?

Steph: Well… at least he updated!

Roxas: HSM3? Are you serious?

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