1Chapter two. Le whoot. I'm bored, it's late, I'm going to kick myself for staying up to write this, but I don't really care. Teehee.

You'll notice a few, not many, but a few less mistakes now.

Randi got glasses. Anyway, yeah. Chapter two. I don't own these characters.

P.S. I do NOT have a plot. At all. In any way. Lol. I just kind of, wrote this. Yes, it as going to be like swim lessons, but I read a fan fiction /called/ 'swim lessons' so...I'm trying something new. I fell asleep in class today, and I had an idea. Yes, most of my story ideas come from dreams I have. ANYWAY! On to the story...!

–W–

"No more..." He was fuming. He couldn't light anything, the water would boil. He was sopping wet, he had to hold his jeans on his hips. His shoes sloshed and his hair had covered his face to a point of about thirty percent visibility. He'd decided this would look better. His hair down. But, he'd put it back in something. In his face was NOT working for him. He guessed he was about on the third floor.

He'd given up counting the stairs. He just wanted away from that /pool/.

And then he heard footsteps. They were right behind him, running. He stopped, but before he could turn someone plowed into his back, both crashing sideways in a heap of limbs.

"Damn it, what the hell man?" Axel tore himself away from the other, popping his shoulder. From the soaked hair and very blue attire, he didn't even have to guess. "/Why/ are you here, Mr. Bubbles?"

"Because this." Demyx sat up, and waved his hand. The water was gone, leaving Axel dry as a bone. His hair kind of fell, sprawling neatly across his back. He blinked. "You're welcome," Demyx mumbled, standing. Axel followed suit.

"Why?"

"Because you're now hydro-phobic."

"Is that even a /word/?"

"I don't know, that's the second time you've asked." Demyx raised a brow, smirking. Axel was completely shaken. The redhead would have maimed him otherwise. And, since water was his element, he'd thought Eight could inch away from him.

Quite the opposite.

Demyx blinked, and in half a second was rammed into a wall, hands against his shoulders, keeping him about eight inches off the ground. Easy for Axel to do. "What do you want?"

Demyx was now the one with the horrified look. He moved his mouth, trying to form words when he gasped, he thumped against the wall. Oh, not another fight.

"What do you wa–"

"AXEL!" Marluxia and Zexion were upon him in moments. They grabbed at his hands, Zexion prying his fingers open with pressure points on the wrist, and they managed to cross the redhead's arms behind him back, him kicking and snarling. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"He fxcking tried to kill me!" Axel yelped, kicking out with a foot, very nearly hitting Demyx in the face, but hit the wall due to hair-vision-loss. Demyx yelped a moved away. "With the damn water shxt! He tried to kill me off, damnit! Let me go!"

"Good God, Demyx, what did you /do/?" Marluxia managed, regripping the struggling, nearly insane member. Demyx shook his head and raised his hands in defense. "I didn't do–"

"LIER! You tried to drown me!"

"I /saved/ you, Axel! You drowned yourself, sitting down there without coming up!"

"I can't SWIM! How else would I get out?!"

"Walk!? Like the /first/ time you go out?"

"SHUT THE F–"

"BOYS!" Zexion managed to kick Axel's knees out from under him, Axel falling with a loud 'thud' and he gasped, the air knocked out of him. "God...okay." He looked at Axel who glared at the ceiling, breathing sharply and quick, but still angered. Marluxia let go slowly, standing. He turned, opening an arm to Demyx.

"Come on, I'll walk back with you." His syth was already in hand.

--W--

Axel had been placed in his room. He had no desire to leave, really. He's shed his clothes on the floor, redressing in a pair of simple black baggy cotton pants. A pale grey shirt had been tossed onto his dresser, but he was angry, and decided he didn't want to burn his clothes. ...Again.

No, no he'd taken the time to lay himself like a star atop his bed. The white room, with white floors and white ceiling about twenty feet high was home. It was empty. Three floor-to-ceiling windows to his right. His bed in the right when you enter. A dressed next to the door, and on the opposite of his room was a book case with about twenty books in it, and a door to the bathroom.

Just like everyone elses room in the entire castle.

He sighed, hugging himself and shivering. No, he wasn't cold. He never /got/ cold. He was scared. Axel shut his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying to press that horrible sight out of his mind. He'd been looking at Demyx who was talking to him.

No, stop thinking.

Demyx said something. Something about drowning.

Stop it!

He said something Axel thought offensive and opened his mouth since Demyx made it seem so easy. Taking the first breath.

Stop it!

Water enveloped him. It stung his throat. He coughed, only gaining more of the liquid.

"STOP!"

It kept coming, it wouldn't leave. His eyes became foggy, he couldn't breath. Demyx was right near him.

"Axel, Axel calm down..."

The blond grabbed his wrist, tugging.

"Damnit! AXEL!"

He was pulling. Axel was going to die, and Demyx was just pulling him somewhere.

"GET SAIX! HE'S DELIRIOUS!"

What was Demyx thinking? Did he want Axel to drown?

"Where'd he go?"

"He'd going downstairs."

"Shxt!"

Everything went black. Axel couldn't feel, couldn't see. He continued to try and breathe, gulping in more water.

"Get someone down there! Demyx has no idea!"

"What happened?!"

And then he was staring at the ground, Demyx near him again.

"He keeps saying 'silence' over and over again. I can't touch him. He's caught."

"Damnit."

--W--

Demyx looked up from the lounge chair he'd been sitting on, tuning his sitar.

"Demyx, get up, and get out."

Demyx froze. "Right." He turned, the sitar fading and he bolted, running into another portal and out on the outside of the castle. All around him was swirling darkness. He saw the castle and turned, stumbling backwards. He'd only been to other worlds. This was just outside the castle wall, right before the edge of their world faded. All around him...

Silence.

--W--

No. I don't cuss to much. Yes, I edited it. So sue me.