Okay , Merry Christmas everyone XD I might've finished this yesterday but we went to the beach for my sister. (F.Y.I. If it snowed where I come from you'd be sure that the end of the world is nearing) Anyway, sorry if I take so long to update but I'm trying to put together the puzzle pieces in my story and I coul really use some suggestions or friendly advice maybe?
Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter.
Yazoo will not do well here though.
I disclaim ownership of everything but the OCs and this storyline.
The Saturday was relatively quiet compared to the former day's events, but Yazoo's head was steaming that morning, mostly because she was indignant since Marluxia had hung up on her after her tormenting twenty-three calls.
On this day, the silver-head had nothing to do, and didn't dare make contact with Marluxia, mostly out of spite.
Yazoo was a stubborn person at heart, even if she knew that they'd act like nothing happened come Monday morning. But the issue at hand was whether or not Marluxia would remember what Yazoo told her.
Yazoo didn't know what to believe, but she hoped that she could tread safe ground for once in her life.
Three small boys played in the den of the house, their playing a little more on the lines of fighting; the oldest brother was crying while the two younger ones were trying to pull each other's hair out, when peace came in the form of the boys' mother.
Her hair was beautiful, long and flowing silver. The hoary color of the tresses, ironically, didn't make her look any older, and the flowing locks made her seem even younger and more stunning.
This was their mother. Their beloved mother, who did all the right things and made the right choices, and the one they looked up to.
And yet, she wasn't all that they thought she was. Only Yazoo understood that. Loz and Kadaj never believed a word of what their father had said then.
Jenova was taken away for her own good, and so that she wouldn't hurt others anymore. Kadaj refused to believe that their mother would ever hurt them, but Yazoo knew.
Yazoo was the only one who saw this side of mother. Just because Yazoo was the one from the three children who looked just like her.
Jenova said that Yazoo was unfair to hurt her that way. Yazoo didn't understand at the time. Jenova said that Yazoo hurt her with the way he looked.
Just like her.
It was the day Jenova nearly killed Yazoo, when he turned ten. At the time, he looked so much like Jenova it hurt both of them.
Kadaj thought it would be funny to dress Yazoo up like a girl, since he looked so much like one. They didn't think much of it at the time. But this made Jenova snap somehow.
If Sephiroth hadn't stopped her, things might've gotten worse. But that did it.
Ever since then, Yazoo himself wasn't even sure why he wanted to change. Maybe it was out of spite for Jenova. It seemed that everything he did was out of spite.
"Hey, Marluxia, wanna go out? What the hell, that's so cheesy. Uh… Not doing anything today…? Damn, am I THAT pathetic?" (A/N: I… can probably answer that XD) Axel kicked a stone on his way to Marluxia's house.
His eyes followed the rolling piece of cement, which hit the stone railing of the bridge, and when he looked up, he saw Marluxia, leaning over the stone guardrail and staring into space.
Today Marluxia seemed different to him; unlike many other days, today Marluxia wore something very simple and old, which seemed not to suit the way she was at all. Marluxia wore only a simple blouse and old jeans, that didn't look like they were owned by either she nor Aerith; they were probably two sizes too big on her.
Axel's eyes widened when he saw Marluxia raise one of her legs and cross over the railing, sitting on the stone and swinging her legs precariously over the water.
She swung her legs continuously but did nothing else, and continued staring into nothing in particular. Axel approached.
"Hey." He called out, but when he got Marluxia's attention, it was in a different way than he'd planned. When the brunette saw him, she seemed to lean back on her right hand abruptly, but her hand barely missed the edge of the railing.
And then she fell.
"I was six, I think. Or maybe seven. My parents brought us out to their new boat out on the ocean. I was excited at first." Marluxia said, lying back on the low branch, right over where Vexen sat.
The brunette was twelve, and had input into his daily habits to visit Vexen every possible moment, sometimes just to annoy him, but mostly because the blonde's presence was peaceful to him.
"Then I did something really stupid. Whatever it was, it brought me down, way down under the water." Marluxia said, shivering.
"So what you're saying is that you're afraid of water." Vexen said jadedly, keeping his eyes on his books.
"Not water in general; that's crazy. I'm kind of afraid of something along the lines of… a swimming pool, maybe?" Marluxia said.
"I see." Vexen said uninterestedly, making Marluxia pout.
"Why do I even bother if you don't listen to me?" He said.
"I've been asking myself that very question for years." Vexen muttered, earning a smack on the head.
"But of course," Vexen started, as though pointing out the obvious, "What you're trying to say is that you can't swim, am I right?"
Marluxia broke the water's surface painfully.
"Yeah. I can't."
Axel wasted no time in coming in after her, though this was a reflexive, irrational move. Not like he had the time to think it through anyway.
Marluxia was limp and unconscious when he pulled her up to the surface, swimming the both of them over to the water's edge: the ground beneath the bridge.
"Marluxia? Marluxia! Damn it, wake up." Axel said, shaking her by the shoulders but to no avail.
He then started pushing at her stomach, successfully pumping a little water out through Marluxia's coughs, although it was only a short victory when Marluxia didn't seem to wake up.
"God damn it! If you die here…" Axel looked around frantically, but the surrounding area had everything but people.
Axel then leaned over and covered Marluxia's mouth with his own, willing her to breathe and alternately pumping her stomach.
Then he noticed something. By impulse, his hands reached up to the already undone first button of her blouse and continued down to the second one. His eyes widened.
Right at that moment, Marluxia's palm made hard contact with Axel's face.
"Ow! What the hell!" Axel glared at Marluxia, but the brunette had turned away, shaking.
"You… saw…" Marluxia whispered. Axel was at a loss for words, knowing exactly what Marluxia was talking about.
"Axel, I swear, if you tell anyone about this you won't live to see tomorrow!!!"
Axel wasn't able to say a thing, and the two were silent after Marluxia's choked-out threat.
Then, "So… all this time you've been lying about your sexuality… Uh…" Axel started. Well… this is awkward. Was the first thought that came to mind.
"Lying… I suppose that's one word for it…" Marluxia muttered.
"Oh… hey! Aren't you gonna get hypothermia or crap like that if you don't get dried up? I'm pretty sure I will." Axel said suddenly.
Marluxia looked gratefully at him for the change of subject.
"Well… let's get to my house. We've got lots of extra clothes." She said.
It was Monday. Yazoo had no clue why she hadn't had a chance to hang with Marluxia over the weekend but thought nothing of it, hurrying to find her best friend in at her locker.
Right then, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Marluxia at her locker with, wouldn't you know it, Axel.
The silver-head couldn't believe it. Hadn't she just warned her to stay away from the guy?
She stalked over. "Morning Yaz." Marluxia said insipidly. "Can I talk to you for a sec? Alone?" Yazoo said. Marluxia shrugged, allowing Yazoo to drag her by the wrist, away from the redhead.
"Do you happen to recall what I informed you the last time we were able to talk over the phone?" Yazoo demanded as soon as they were around the corner.
"Yes." Marluxia responded shortly.
"So why are you still hanging out with Mr. Bad-guy MacBeat-up over there?" Yazoo demanded shrilly.
"Because he obviously was falsely accused and he's definitely not a bad person." Marluxia replied, starting to irritate Yazoo with her bluntness.
"Oh? How can you tell?"
"Mainly since he saved my life over the weekend and pretty much is on the same level as you now."
"Same level?"
"He knows my secret."
"WHAAAAT???!!!"Yazoo's voice practically reached the science lab on the other side of the school, although the exclamation was soon shrugged off by most of the students.
"You told him?" Yazoo demanded.
"He found out himself a little bit after saving my life." Marluxia said with the same dull tone.
"Okay… How was it that he saved your life?"
"I fell into the water. He jumped in after me. Long story short, my cover was blown and my fear of water just elevated by ten percent."
"Oh… well, that's nice. But what about the fact that Larxene still happens to be the daughter of a gang member and the two probably get the most days of detention in our year?" Yazoo said angrily.
"Reno does too, and I don't see you dumping on him." Marluxia said slyly. Yazoo turned about as pink as Marluxia's hair.
"Reno hasn't sent anyone to the ICU." The silver-head said through clenched teeth.
"Says you." Marluxia muttered.
Yazoo's eye twitched. "Fine, if you're gonna be that way…" She didn't finish her sentence and stalked away.
Marluxia felt guilty for doing what she did to Yazoo, but she just HAD to be wrong about Axel. He wouldn't have done that to anyone.
…
Correction, he wouldn't have done that to anyone without good reason.
Maybe I'll ask him about it. She thought decidedly, wondering why she hadn't thought about it before.
In one of her classes, Marluxia was with Demyx, who was annoying her to high heavens but she somehow enjoyed it.
"Sowhat'dyoudolastfriday?IplayedagigforZexyintheteenbardowntownyouknowClubTwilightthat'swhereIworkateveryfridayandsometimessaturdaysandIgetareallygoodpayyouwannacomearoundwatchmesometime?" The exuberant blonde said in one breath.
Marluxia blinked one or five times before saying, "Uh… that's great. Sure… maybe I'll come around sometime."
"Hey… Is there something wrong with Yazoo?" Demyx said suddenly, looking quite serious indeed.
"Why would you ask that?"
"See… I saw her earlier. She was hanging out with Amanda, Kate, and Darienne. I was just worried, that's all." The blonde informed her.
Marluxia's face turned grave. Is that why she's acting so weird? She then realized how serious things could get now. Great. Just flipping great.
"I cannot believe this. That bitch!" Larxene muttered, staring at the 'Skank Squad's table'.
Marluxia was silent, and Axel could probably guess how despondent she felt about her friend's probable betrayal.
Of course, the past episode from the weekend had been forced out of the redhead's mind, or at least he tried to force it out, but bit-by-bit he realized that whatever he had felt for Marluxia before he'd found out was still there.
Whoopdee-flippin'-doo.
"Listen, Yazz, she doesn't deserve having you for a friend. I mean, she downright refused your warning, when you cared about her safety!" Kate said.
Yazoo sighed, looking over to the table. It seemed as though everything was normal, but she caught one or two death glares from the crowd.
"None of them deserve to have you around Yazoo. By the looks of things it seems like they don't want you around anymore, seeing as you badmouthed their ringleaders." Darienne muttered.
"Which is why you should hang with us instead." Amanda said bluntly.
The other two looked bewildered at her frankness but Yazoo seemed too distracted to tell. Then the silver-head turned to them.
"You're probably right. Thanks girls." She said, sighing.
"Don't worry, Yazz. We'll be right by you all the way, unlike miss Pinky over there." Amanda said resolutely.
"Right… thanks."
Okay, this was pretty short but I think I got my point across, and right now Yazoo is being a bitch. Yeah. I don't like to antagonize him/her but this is all part of the big plan. Well anyway, I know what I'm gonna do but I don't know how to go about it so reviews are wanted and suggestions are welcome.
I feel a writer's block coming on, hope it won't though.
R&R please.