Lebrezie: Ok, sorry for not updating, but well I had a lot of exams and then had to give up my lap top. Yes it is gone moment of silence for software may they all surpass the dreaded junk yard and move onto the world wide free flowing internet.
Haha, sorry for being weird…again. Hahaha
Oh and I hope that you got the implied niss-niss that was going on in the last chapter; if not then go back re-read and then review!
-In the process of hiring a disclaimer-
Lebrezie: ok, Roxas your up!
Disclaimer (Roxas style): Lebrezie does not own anything! Nothing at all! Well except Riku she can have Riku.
Lebrezie: Ok, um thank you for the offer, but I think the authority will have a problem with that. NEXT!
Disclaimer (Namine style): Nothing is owned by, uh…um Le..Le…um can I start over again.
Lebrezie: Yes of course Namine.
Disclaimer (Namine style again): Lebrezie owns nothing, I mean anything, I mean yes she does own, oh no, wait…um…yeah she owns…
Axel: Blah! You suck, get off the stage!
-Namine runs away, Roxas chases after her-
Lebrezie: Great thanks Axel now I have no one to choose from!
Axel: Oh yeah, watch this.
Disclaimer (Axel style): Lebrezie does not own any characters in this story, but she will accept gifts! So give gifts! Or feel my fire wrath!
Axel: so how did I do?
Lebrezie: sigh since you're the only one left, you're hired.
Axel: Thank you! Please review! On with the story!
Chap.3
You can always find good in the bad
"Good morning Destiny Islands, this is nudge with you local traffic update, it seems that some flamingos have gathered on interstate 316 and have blocked off traffic for…"
"Ahhh, stupid crummy alarm clock, hmmm, stupid birds, hmmm how am I going to get to work, hmmm" Hayner said slapping his hand on the alarm clock and turning it off.
"hmmm, work, AHHHH! Wait I DON'T HAVE AN ALARM CLOCK!" Hayner screamed thrusting his head from the soft pillow into a upright position.
Hayner frantically looked around, the building were unfamiliar, even the scenery outside the window looked nothing like the dorm he shared with his friends.
"Where am I?" he whispered into thin air.
"hmmm, whose there" a voice next to Hayner mumbled.
He turned his attention to his left his eyes falling on a burnet wrapped in a soft quilt.
'Oh shit, what happened last night' Hayner thought to himself.
After staring at the back of the burnets head for some time, he decided to get out of the bed, and make a quick escape.
He was almost to the door, only a few more steps, when "SQUEEK" He paused in mid step, taking a quick glance towards the sleeping girl, she rustled the covers some, but did not wake from her slumber. After confirming the fact that he was still unknown he looked down towards the floor.
A toy, a rubber hammer at that. He bent down and picked it up. "What the?" he said barley above a whisper, but loud enough to wake a baby.
"Huh? Is someone there?" the girl from the bed slurred. She slowly sat up her eyes lazy and her motions slow.
"Um, hi" was all Hayner could think of saying in return. She squinted her eyes, as if her vision was blurred. When she sat up he immediately recognized her and the memories of last night began to flow back, cluttering his mind.
"Olette." He said hesitantly.
At the sound of her name the girl perked up and only a few moments passed before the girl widened her eyes, now fully aware of her surroundings. She shook her head out of horror, putting her hand over her mouth.
Hayner was unaware of what could be so horrifying and looked down.
"Oh shit." He said softly, he was naked.
And she immediately screamed, "AHHHHH! Get out of my room you PERV!" emphasizing on her last word, and of course she continued screaming.
"No, Olette don't scream! Please don't scream." He said waving his arms, motioning her to stop.
"AHHHH, how do you know my name, and get you filthy hands off of my cousin's toys! You perv!"
With that she stood up, making sure to wrap a small but thick blanket around her body.
"I said get out of my apartment!" she screamed even louder. This time grabbing side table objects and chucking them towards Hayner.
"Come one Olette you have to understand!" but his words were cut off by the crashing sound of breaking items on the walls.
She slowly made her away over to the door, not once taking a second to stop throwing things; quickly unlocked it and forcefully pushed it open.
"For the last time get out!" she screamed, pushing him out the door. And then slamming it shut.
"And stay out!" she said once the door was closed and once again locked.
She was stronger than she looked and because of her forceful push Hayner was slammed against the hallway wall opposite side of her door.
He grunted at the pain in his back from the impact and leaned his weight against the wall behind him. He gently closed his eyes in attempt to clear his thoughts.
It was quiet, but only for a moment, the peace was cleared and interrupted by the shrills and screams of a young girl.
"Mommy! Mommy! He is not wearing clothes!" She yelled covering her eyes.
"Ahhh! Honey come here NOW!" she said pulling her daughter around the corner of the hallway.
With that remark Hayner looked down at himself, he was still unclothed, and was in need of cover.
"Olette! Come on let me in! I need some clothes!" he said banging on the door.
He heard no response except a hurried shuffling coming from the other side. He only waited a few moments, taking a small step back from the door, when it flung open revealing a very angry burnet clutching a small towel wrapped snugly around her body; in her hand she gripped a large fluffy quilt.
"Here now cover up!" she yelled and threw the blanket, it hitting Hayner right in the chest. And then she slammed the door.
He sighed taking a few steps over to her door, turned his back to it and slide down until he was sitting comfortably on the floor; and spreading the blanked over his exposed body.
The hallway was silent for about five minuets or so until Hayner finally spoke.
"Come one Olette, let me inside." He said rather calmly.
"No!" she harshly replied.
He waited another five minuets before speaking again, allowing her to calm her nerves as he had already done.
"Come one Olette, don't you remember me." He said loud enough for her to hear through the wooden door.
"No." she said this time without a harsh tone in her voice.
"Yes you do, I am Hayner from last night." He said rather frustrated.
On the other side of the door Olette stood in the middle of her room, now clothed in a pair of pink relaxed pants and a loose fitting t-shirt.
She repeated his name, "Hayner" and all the memories of last night flooded back.
She slowly walked over to the door unlocking it barley choking out the word, "I am so sorry."
Hayner was patiently sitting against the door and patiently waiting for a response from Olette when he was pushed forward slightly. He rotated his body turning in the direction of the door to find it slightly cracked.
He stood up still holding a blanket and gently pushed the door open.
"Um, Olette. Olette are you here?" he said to open air.
His eyes drifted around the room, it seemed like a normal apartment building, well except for the broken glass, and the messed up bed covers, and. Hayner's eyes bulged out of his head when his eyes fell upon a lap, on its shade a pair of green lacy panties draped over it. And his exact thoughts were, 'what went on last night, I really don't remember much.'
After a short pause he continued his scan of the apartment room, and after about thirty seconds of searching he found a pile of his clothes, and well some other unmentionables.
He quickly got dressed. Once he was done butting up his shirt at sad sound caught his ear.
He followed the sound into the bathroom and found Olette sitting on the floor, head in hands, crying.
He walked over to her and slowly bent down and got eye level with her.
"Um, Olette are you ok?" he asked making his voice seem as compassionate and soft as possible.
She looked up to face him, and attempted to silence her tears. It only took her a few seconds before she had composed herself enough to speak.
"I am so sorry, I was hurt and I brought you into this mess, I am so sorry" She sobbed allowing her head to fall back into her hands.
Hayner hesitantly wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into a slight hug. And as a reaction she forcefully pushed her head into his chest bringer her hand into a fist and laying it on his chest, hitting it lightly. They stayed like that for a long time. Her sobbing into his shoulder and him stroking the back of her head with his hand, giving her all the support that she needed.
About an hour later she pulled away and sat down against the other wall opposite of the door to the bathroom, and Hayner back up and sat down and leaned against the bathroom door.
The talked forever, about their old relationships, and their lives, what they had planned ahead, and their friends. They had become the closest of friends within the time span of one day.
After Olette finished her sentence, "and I saw them kissing under the weeping willow, my love and he found another," the room went silent. Hayner had no response that could possibly cheer her up from this kind of emotional hurt and depression.
He paused and thought to himself for some time before finally stating his idea.
"How about I bring you to meet some of my friends, and we can spend the day together, just hanging out."
She looked up from the spot on the floor she had been staring at for most of the night, and gave him a slight smile, "Thank you, I would enjoy the company."
And she stood up, "But it is getting late, so your idea will have to wait until tomorrow." She said exiting the bathroom.
Hayner was about to follow, when she popped her head back in, "you may spend the night." And she closed the door; large smirk appearing on his face.
"But you will be spending it on the futon!" she yelled from the other side of the door in her room.
And with that he sighed, shook his head, smiling and chuckling to himself, and exited the bath room.
Lebrezie: so how did you guys like it. This was supposed to be the funny/ happy chapter. Well sort of. So I was thinking of having one more chapter to this story, just like its previous story Accidental Love. I guess you could say this I favor the number four. But if you object I won't know unless you review. So take I am gonna had it off to Axel my official Disclaimer sayer, so here's Axel!
Axel: Please review! –smiles at Lebrezie and she gives him a thumbs up, then exits the room-
Axel: few, now that she is gone, in your reviews tell Lebrezie to put me in the story. I mean how am I supposed to increase my fame if I stay a disclaimer all my life.
-Lebrezie walks back in-
Axel: and as I was saying children, God loves you. –Axel turns away from Lebrezie and smirks and winks, 'you guys know what to do'