Hello all. Sorry for the wait, but this is the part where things are going to actually start getting good OX I swear. But before I get ahead with the story I need to say: THANKYOUFOROVER500HITSILOVEYOUTOT! Seriously I didn't expect it to reach 500 hits DX Let's try for a 1,000 now -shot-

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"Thank you for joining us, Roxas," the chill voice of my Health teacher whooshed cautiously into my ears. That feeling felt like the one you would get when you were watching a suspenseful horror film, which got you wondering what the hell would happen next? "Congratulations, you have a reserved spot at Saturday detention." That's what we call the penultimate moment that got my life were it is today. At that time it just seemed like something I could blame both on Hayner and Axel during our study hall today.

As I took my seat my Health teacher, a man who looks like he was in a homicide once in his life time, walked over to the disciplinary officer that brought me here, a brute looking man named Xaldin. Xaldin had been working in the academy for over five years now. At first he was the gym teacher but when one day he broke off a fight between three guys and a hockey stick the superintendent promoted him to a disciplinary officer. What did that mean? It meant he got to torture children with strict policies and got a fatter deposit in his bank account. He had long dread locks that made people think he was a stereotypical wanna-be white Jamaican. His face was shaped to think he was someone who would work for terrorists or would be the character in your favorite video game that would always piss you off (1). I found it personally hilarious how our school superintendent, or as he liked to call himself the School Superior, employed the weirdest bunch of teachers you would ever meet. Maybe he just did it to get company that was as much as a freak show as he was.

The door abruptly shut closed, and my Health teacher started to stroll back to the front of the room. He had long pastel blue hippie hair that from the back looked like the length of hair a girl would normally have. Side burns sticked on the side of his head, unmoving unlike the rest of his hair when he turned to us. His eyes were blood red, but not looking bloodshot as many eyes would when drunk. Right now he wasn't drunk, and thank goodness. He was drunk only once and that day a kid got himself flung across the room, the victim of a realistic example of how babies are born. I don't think the boy sued, quite threatened by the thought that he would be killed by Saix, our health teacher, if he did such a thing. Saix really did look menacing. No one ever disturbed his class and if they did then they would end up on the six o'clock news that evening. It never happened before but rumor control was never ceasing.

"Alright class today's topic is on genetic enhancement, through drugs," Saix started boldly, writing the topic on the giant chalkboard, as I shut my ears so that shrieks of the 'nails on a chalkboard' through his rigid writing. Well at least his crazed voice and purposely bad chalk use would keep me up.
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"Y'know Roxas it's not all bad," Axel started, stretching his arms tiredly. Not that bad, he says? "After all I got a Saturday detention too and so did Hayner." Well that knowledge did make me feel better. Though I only started to speak to Axel on that day I felt comfortable being with him. It felt incredibly outlandish though because I knew Hayner for about six to seven months but still even though I was comfortable around him it just wasn't the same feeling as with Axel. It never occurred to me why though.

"Well that's good, I guess." Emphasize the word guess. Axel still made me feel like I was friends with someone who would be most likely to accomplish burning down a whole town in less than two hours. It was frightening to be okay with him being my friend. Could I even consider him a friend? Hasn't even been a day and feel like I'm babbling.

"You aren't babbling, Roxy," Axel suddenly blurted out from nowhere. Damn my last thought had spewed out accidentally and now- wait did he call me Roxy?

"Don't call me Roxy," I grumbled at him, lightly punching him right arm. He closed his eyes and squinted in pain. It wasn't sarcastic as people might have thought it was because I only heard some light seething from the small tight gaps of his teeth. Did something so frivolous hurt that much?

"Okay, okay," he grumbled, rubbing the spot of his arm that was carelessly hit. I raised an eyebrow at him but didn't question his genuine pain.

By that time we got to the lunch room we dispersed and I went to my usual table while he went to hang out with his new friends. I was surprised that he got so many friends in such a short time. Maybe he was just easy to adapt. He had a few friends I never even saw before (the school has roughly 400, 500 students in it) but one of them I did recognize from my physics class. His name was Zexion Tabushiro. Now he was the class wonder. He was always quiet and never seemed to laugh at any kind of joke that either the class or Xigbar threw out on occasion. Most of the time he would just stay quiet and read one after one depressing book written by crazed psychopaths, yet scored first in our class on every test. He was a senior in high school and was the most likely person you would suspect being gay. Nothing was said for sure but Axel has a good guess, saying that his hair smells a bit like lilacs. I don't know anybody else, besides Selphie, who ever used lilac scented shampoo.

Lunch proceeded as per usual day. Half the table getting into an argument, me doing my World History homework (screw Luxord and his fake British accent. If I can do my history homework in school as easily as I could do it at home then why can't I do it at lunch?) and of course Seifer's usual annoyance. Only this time it wasn't done at our table.

"You must think you're really that great, don't you?" Seifer smugly asked Axel at his table, his brain unaware that there were people at the table that could wrestle him to the ground.

"Well it's not everyday your teacher decides to sexually harass a student by kissing said student," Axel quickly retorted, gliding a hand over his fire red hair casually. "So I do consider myself student of the day, in some sort of way."

"Aren't you the smart ass," Seifer added, his tone becoming less smug and more serious. Not in a good way, but more of a way that you knew that the invisible wall between the two teenagers was going to crumble quick. "Smart asses aren't my favorite type of asses." Wow that sounded incredibly awkward and wrong, especially when you say it to a guy.

"Do you mind taking your nonsense somewhere else, Mr. Katimi?" A cool voice started behind the paperback version of 'The Bell Jar'(2) softly, but demandingly enough for the arrogant blonde to listen up. Wow, Zexion was actually talking for once. Either Seifer was really unfortunate or incredibly lucky/honored.

"I don't have any problem with you, Zexion," Seifer calmly replied, eyes still adjusted in a daggering glare at Axel. It was true. Zexion definitely had what normal psychologists would call a superiority complex of sorts, but he wasn't the type to quickly jump the gun at someone if they piss him off. Someone like Zexion was a true oddball in a high school.

"Neither do I, Seifer," Zexion said about a minute later, flipping a page of his book. Either he just wasn't paying attention to what he was reading or he was just like Sora. He could read a long winded book that made no sense half the time and could pay attention to a pointless conversation. "Though you are being quite loud."

"Don't be a prick," Seifer growled, eyes quickly darting angrily at Zexion. Oh great here comes another damn doom feeling.

"Are you really so insecure that you would call me what you are?" Zexion inquired, putting his book down and raising his eyebrow. "Honestly you aren't proving anything to anybody so go away."

Seifer flashed Zexion another glare. Looks like someone is going to be on the news tonight. Before he could move someone grabbed his shoulder. He looked back and his face turned from anger into respect. "Enough Seifer. You don't want to be suspended, do you?" The calm evil voice rang out chilling throughout my ears. Vexen, or Even as our superintendent called him, was the second disciplinary officer and the more logical of the two. He always took his job more seriously than Xaldin, even though he occasionally rants about how he should be the science/physics teacher and not Xigbar. Ironically he's the one that says 'jealously corrupts'.

At that time the annoying monotone bell dropped drolly through my ears. With the opening chime half the cafeteria had risen to their feet and shuffled out of the large room. Half of them exited quick and silently, while others took their precious time to talk with friends as they walked to different classrooms. I on the other hand had yet another epidemic on my hands.

I forgot the answer to #6.
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"You little twit," Luxord hissed in my face during World History. So apparently I didn't get #6, so he suspected that I didn't look in the world history text book, meaning I did the homework at lunch. I don't know where he got that insane logic from but I wouldn't give him the taunting pleasure to tell him he was right. "Idiots like you never learn to do your work on time. It's a disgrace!"

After going on what seemed like an endless rant of taunts and 'In my day' phrases he finally started to teach the lesson. It was only half as interesting as it could be because we were going to study Pearl Harbor and he kept saying how Americans were such idiotic pansies to not protect this one segment better. This was an unwavering topic that he stood on, no matter what someone brought up. Hell Sora even tried to digress purposely by briefing us on Japan's advance technologies. It was working too, until he mentioned about their military capabilities, which led Luxord to talk about how America was 'so bloody damn' inferior to every country besides Africa. Half of us were about to remind him that Africa is a continent and not a country, but then the bell rang yet again. Is it me or is this day becoming increasingly annoying by the hour.

Incredibly my final period was cancelled. Apparently the biology teacher was out again. Something about being sick. So school was let out early for once. Thank goodness too. If he was to rant to me about something totally unrelated to the class then I would just loose it. Whoever said teachers don't have any problems are wrong beyond their wildest imagination.

I got home first since Sora doesn't have biology class with me. Mom was gone at work as always and I had spare time to myself. So what else to do but sit on my ass and play videogames. Maybe this time I could finally beat Guardia (3). I sat on the living room sofa for about two hours or so and turned off and turned back on the game several times. That stupid white mage whore kept dying on me whenever he launched his damn thunder attack, so it took me a while. In the end I died again. Maybe I should consider changing Ingus to a Dragoon.

Right when I was about to beat him at long last Sora burst through the door, startled me and I accidentally hit my finger on the power off button of my Nintendo DS. Okay Roxas relax. Don't do anything homicidal with the kitchen knives.

"Roxas, you won't believe this!" He pepped up, shaking me like mad. He's damn right I don't believe this! My idiotic older brother just screwed up my game and he doesn't even realize it. Easy Roxas don't strangle him. "I got a letter from Riku! He said that Kairi, Demyx and he are going to come over to Twilight Town for spring break in April. They'll be here for the prom too, isn't that awesome?"

"That's great, Sora. Just make sure I don't see you and Riku making out in the closet." Oh nice one! I think I deserve a pat on the back for that.

"Don't worry about that, Roxy," he said with a sneer. Damn that accursed nickname, "by the time I get there you and Namine will probably be occupying it, so I wouldn't want to disturb you." Crap how much I hate him and his comebacks. One day I will get him.

Mom came back home later today. This time she caught me before I locked myself in my room and talked to me about how I need to do my homework at home. Like all lectures it was incredibly boring and you only really catch the last finishing line. After what seemed like a talk that took for eternity the eternity rested in mourning peace.

Tomorrow morning was not going to be fun. At all.
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I sat on one of the blue sofa pull down chairs in the giant auditorium of the school. Several other people sat in the auditorium, a few which I didn't recognize. Most of them were either reading or sleeping. Our watcher for today was Vexen, who had the 'I hate being here as much as you do' look plastered on his face as he sternly watched over the room. He knew that he was suppose to make sure people were doing work but he also knew that if people misbehaved they would have to stay here an extra hour. Something he did not want to do at all. Hayner arrived a while ago but quickly dozed off, saying he just wants to go back to sleep by any means necessary. I don't blame him at all. No one likes waking up early on a Saturday. Strange thing was Axel didn't show up just yet. It worried me a little.

Wait, what am I saying? Am I worrying about that pyromaniac nut job? It must be the morning wake up call. Didn't have time to make coffee, seeing as I woke up an hour before the detention began.

"Sorry I'm late, Roxy," quietly whisked the devil as he sat by my side. Damn Axel. "Did you miss me?"

"Hardly," I grumbled, slouching down in my chair a bit further. He didn't know at that time that I was never a morning person. Sora loved mornings, babbling about how great the start of a day could be. It sickened me to see how I could possibly be related to him. Then again we were step-brothers. How did that happen you ask? Well before I was born my mother was married to another man and he already had a previous son from his first marriage. That was Sora. After Sora's real dad died my mother took custody of Sora and married again to my dad and they had me. It's really a mere coincidence that we look so much alike. So that's why my mother is my own mother, but Sora is still my step-brother. A lot of people get it mixed up, so we tend to say in public that we're half-brothers.

"That's so horrible, Roxy," he dramatically cried, putting a hand on his forehead and laying down into his chair like he was immobile. "How could you not remember us?!"

"There was never any 'us'," I quickly retorted, making an anger dramatic soap opera voice, which would always replace the actor's voice when he was being serious. Man I hate it when Sora makes me watch them, "you never cared. And don't you call me 'Roxy'."

Instead of making an equally dramatic gasp of sheer anguish he just laughed cynically. "Not bad at all, Roxy. You'd make a fine actor."

For some reason my face started to feel hotter. Was I blushing? No that's impossible! I only blush when Namine's around, and that's because I know I like her. But why the hell would I blush at Axel? Great now I'm babbling in my own head and this means I could be crazy. Oh perfect, I'm sexually confused and I'm going mad.

"You better watch yourself, Roxy. I had a friend who got into an asylum once," he quickly said, lying back coolly in his sofa chair. Great now my mind is escaping my mouth. "So are you going to ask that Namine girl out to the prom?" Wait what?!

"What do you mean, I don't like Namine," I quickly blurted out, trying to avoid blushing in front of him again. Man this was embarrassing.

"Really Roxy?" I swear if he doesn't cut it out I'm going to drive a bowling ball into his big mouth. "Didn't think you swung that way," he chuckled suggestively. Wait…what?

Before I could argue with him about thinking I was gay he sat his knees on the sofa chair and leaned over me, his hot yet cold breath trickling down my neck. I think I was blushing again. "Well if you really are sure you don't have a thing for her, I suppose that means you're open." I was frozen in my seat, my eyes just staring at him in awe, like he was just the giant sky itself. My heart threatened to burst from my chest and a mixture of cold and hot droplets fell from my hair. Bright sinister emerald eyes looked down on me with desire and lust. This was not going to turn out well.

"Mister Namouti," calmly said a reliving chilling voice that speculated my pending doom. "I don't appreciate it when students try to molest each other in public. Now please sit down." Molest each other? Was he actually suggesting I wanted to get molested by Axel?!

Axel quickly retreated back to his seat and groaned. "Sorry Roxy, but I guess we'll have to help ourselves for now."

We sat in silence the rest of the time. Every second felt like a month and every minute a year. It was exhausting. By the time the hour was finally over I was well over 200,000 years old. When I turned around after Vexen said we could leave Axel had already disappeared, along with a sleeping Hayner.

They were gone, without a word, snapped out, made accidental, isolated like ghosts even from our pity.

(1) Xaldin is like the most bastard boss in Kingdom Hearts 2. I swear I fought him like for two hours. Just lucky Mickey saved my ass so many times
(2) Read The Bell Jar as a summer reading assignment D: I swear it is the most creepiest book I have ever read ;w; That's to be accepted since the author committed suicide eventually herself.
(3) The boss I am currently trying to beat in Final Fantasy III for the DS. I swear that lightning attack is a bitch DX

Not my best chapters to be honest D: Kind of hoped it to turn out better. But I did leave you with AkuRoku fluff, a plot device and more characters XD Hooray. Also I'd like to make one thing clear: Zexion is not going to be an emo in the story. So if you were expecting that to happen go read another damn fanfic!

As usual; review, favorite, alert, love me and more. Remember the more reviews the more inspiration I'll get to write 8D And I promise more of those other pairings will appear (especially Zemyx 3) And haha- more crappy lines from The Great Gatsby. Man I just flipped through Chapter 7 of the stupid book and found this -lame-