1I'm dead. This is Misha's ghost speaking. Larxene murdered me brutally. I'm also going to speed this fic up, like putting two or three days into a chapter because I don't want this to become an uber long fic ." I'm also starting to run out of ideas... Maybe I'll call my sister! She's like the freakin' expert at Romancy stuff like this . is talking about the woman with over 1000 romance novels

And I need ideas for this . I'm out. I've been thinking of a jealous Marluxia... I dunno DX

I'm also thinking of asking my brother for help; but I'm not sure how much a dude who used to have blue hair can help XD Kirika, my cousin, is coming over tomorrow, so I'll get her to help on the next chapter. I've rambled enough. Here's chapter seven.

Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'.

Day 4.5

(Yes, I can make a 4.5 d:)

I looked up at Axel, tempted to push him away; but I knew I didn't want that. I wanted this to last forever, but I knew it wouldn't. We stayed like this practically all day, almost every twenty seconds one of us would pull in for a kiss. Soon, my lips started to numb slightly, and his became bruised. Mine were probably the same. This continued, even when we both tried to sleep; I ended up sleeping in his bed. As if scared this was going to end...

Day 5

Axel woke up before me, as I could clearly see. He wasn't there when my eyes opened. I plan not to say anything about yesterday; it was better left unsaid in my opinion. I rediscovered my hatred for the pyro, dismissing the events that occurred between us as: a dream.

He apparently agreed with me, or just saw the look in my electric blue eyes that said "yesterday didn't happen." When he wasn't looking, though, I reached up and touched my lips. They were sore. (Misha: wonder why...sarcasm intended)

"Coffee?" Axel asked, I snatched my hand away from my face and turned towards him, adding a quick "No" in the process. I strode in the kitchen and got a glass of ice water, then announced that I was going to play a game or something in the other room.

As soon as I was in another room, I dumped the water out of the glass and held the ice to my chapped lips.

Apparently Axel noticed the way I eat; trying to avoid touching my lips. I spotted the same actions on him. "Larxene... Something happen to your mouth?" He asked with a devilish grin.

I hissed, blushed slightly, and said "I don't know, Axel, why do yours have a purplish hue?" Boy, wasn't I glad my bruises don't show as easily as his does...

It was Axel's turn to blush now. "Maybe because I had a certain girl attached to them yesterday." He replied curtly. I raised an eyebrow and gave him the death glare.

Day 6

Me and Axel got into a huge fight last night. Let's just say we wont be able to watch something on the television anymore and we can't bake anything in the oven we were given.

I was actually cooking; well, I was chopping random stuff. Cooking's never been my thing, I just like to chop. Chop. Chop. Chop.

I squeaked and jumped when Axel poked my back with one of his chakrams, then I turned and cut his arm with a knife. He was lucky I didn't take the whole damn thing off. "What do you want, pyro?" I hissed.

Axel grinned, despite his bleeding arm. "I don't know what I want," He said, "maybe I want purple lips again, maybe I want blood to flow"

He. Mentioned. The. Lips. He just had to, didn't he? I took no time in tackling him to the ground and wrestling for a moment, then successfully pressed a knife on his throat. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight." I said simply and hopped off of him. Both of them were wondering why she hadn't hurt Axel.

That Night

I lay awake on my bed, eyes wide open. My eyes scanned the darkness, the floor creaked slightly, which made me a little jumpy. Shadows from outside looked sinister.

'Why am I thinking about all this? I'm not afraid of the dark...' I thought and turned over to face Axel's empty bed. I saw a long shadow and bolted up in my bed; Axel. I sighed in relief and flopped back on my bed.

"What do you want?" I asked, softer then I intended.

Axel hesitated, then sat on my bed, staring at the floor. "Larx... Was the other day just nothing to you?" He asked, which caught me by surprise. "...I don't know, Axel."

He slid towards me, and in the moonlight I saw he was crying.

He was crying

"Axel..." I reached up and wiped away some of his tears. "We're Nobodies. We can't feel."

Axel grabbed my hand, holding it tight. "But we have souls, don't we? If we didn't, how could you get annoyed with me, how could I enjoy bothering you, and how could Demyx annoy the hell out of all of us?" He asked. "And how could you hate me?"

I felt tears forming in my eyes now. I couldn't stand to see him like this, maybe what he said did make sense. "I don't know... Axel..." I looked up, seeing him wipe away his tears, sort of embarrassed that he was crying.

"Sorry for bothering you" He mumbled and tried to stand up; I grabbed his arm. "Don't leave me, please," I pleaded.

Axel looked sort of shocked, but none the less, listened. "I won't." He assured me, then sat back down on my bed. Soon, he leaned in for a kiss.

"Don't leave me..." I repeated once I pulled away. He didn't waste any time recovering; he pressed his lips on mine again, I didn't object. This continued for a while, then finally, both of us panting slightly, he laid down. I laid back beside him and scooted towards him like a lost puppy. He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close.

Nothing happened between the two, I mind you. They just fell asleep in each other's arms (how sweet .)

And right now, I'm happy . One of my favorite authors reviewed and said they liked my story; then I saw it was on her favorites . Thank you, GentleSmile! feels special

Bweep . Nothing much to talk about :P I thought I sucked at writing, I seriously did when I started this fic.

That was one of my longer chapters 3 Is proud of self I'm probably going to en dup updating like everyday XD I have nothing to do during the day when my roleplaying friends aren't on .

And Happy Fourth of July people!