Interlude three-

Roxas slipped silently out of Namine's room and to the left and then to the right. Totally empty, thank any deity watching. Roxas turned to back to the left so he could start the walk up to his room and almost yelled out.

"Yo, Roxas" Axel smirked.

"Axel! You weren't there three seconds ago" Roxas gaped. "How did you do that?!"

"That's for me to know, and you to never find out, got it memorisd?" Axel said smugly touching his fingers to the side of his head.

"So what's up with the witch?" Axel continued, jerking his head towards the closed door.

"She's not a witch" Roxas said crossly. "Her name is Namine. She's asleep"

Axel's smirk widened, a feat Roxas hadn't thought possible.

"Congratulations Roxy" he said slapping patting the shorter nobodies shoulder.

"Wha? Axel, what do you mean?" Roxas twigged. "AXEL!"

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Far away, past many worlds was a town different from the World That Never Was in everyway, except for the ways in which it was different. It was different in appearences, bathed in eternal gold light and it had different cheery and almost naive inhabitants. However it too perched somewhere in-between darkness and light and its name reflected as much. In the normally calm f Twilight Town, a fight was raging.

"I know you did!" An irate 14 year old girl shouted at the boy beside her. She was walking so fast, in such an angry rage that the boy was almost running.

"Guys, calm down!" Another boy panted as he chased them.

"No!" Both shouted together, then they turned face to face to continue their argument.

"Hayner, I saw you copy my maths sheet!" Olette accused bluntly, her normally calm face now positively frightening. There were only a few things that rattled the easy going brunette but copying any sort of work was one of them. She was a very academic teen.

"I didn't!" Hayner replied unconvincingly, rubbing this blonde-brown hair. "You must be seeing things"

"Guys" their friend put in again. "Can't you just-"

"Shut up Pence" they both said crossly, and the black haired boy fell silent.

"I don't care what you say, I know you copied my, you always copy me!" Olette said with an air of finality. "And I'm not speaking to you until you apologise, and promise not to do it again!" With that, the brunette stalked out of the trio's den- the Usual Spot- and went home.

Hayner snorted crossly and after waiting for a minute to make sure she'd definitely gone, also stormed out, leaving one of his best friends alone on the sofa.

Pence sighed. They were always arguing, over homework, who got to sit on the sofa, what to call the Usual Spot (Hayner won that one) and generally just getting on each others nerves. Actually, it was more Hayner who irritated Olette, if he would buck up and get his homework done himself, they wouldn't argue about that and he'd be able to pass at Maths without cheating. Pence got up and made his way out of their den, and started off home. He quite honestly didn't know what to do about his quarrelsome best friends.