Poor Zexion. He is just so much fun to torture.

Disclaimer- I don't own anything besides Sam, Eric, and Riku. OW! gets hit with surfboard Forget the Riku part.

Chapter 3

by hanyou-samurai

I rowed the boat. The only thing Zexion could do was sit there with his eyes tightly shut and is arms around his stomach. When we got there, I hopped out, but Zexion stayed there.

"C'mon."

"Is it over?"

"Yeah, come on." He stood shakily and got out of the boat. When he hit the sand of the beach, his legs buckled and he fell against me, pinning me to the ground.

"Sorry," he said huskily, gazing deep into my golden eyes. My long brown hair was spread out behind me on the sand. He stood up, then helped me up.

We looked around the beach. A much smaller island was connected to this one by a bridge. I saw a shimmer, and I thought I saw somebody in an Organization cloak sitting on the large tree on the island. I blinked, and the image was gone.

"Zexion, we should go over there," I said, pointing to the base of a giant tree.

"How do you know?"

"I don't know. I don't want to know how I know, but we should go over there."

He nodded, and we walked over to the tree. I moved some bushes hiding the entrance to a cave, and we went inside.

Somebody had drawn all over the rocks. In the back, there was a large door. I recognized it immediately as a door to darkness. I could tell Zexion did too by his expression.

I walked over to a drawing of a spiky haired boy and a girl. Recently, somebody had added a hand going from the boy, and a hand going from the girl, each hand holding a star.

"What's the star?" asked Zexion, coming over to look at the drawing too.

"A paupu fruit," I said, almost dreamily. "When too people share one, their destinies become intertwined." Zexion looked around the cave some more. He looked behind a rock, and found a stash of paupu fruit.

"Hey Sam, look at this!"

I walked over to him and saw the pile. Most of the fruit was still ripe.

Zexion got an evil grin on his face.

"You're scheming again, aren't you?" I asked.

He nodded. "Well, I am the Cloaked Schemer, after all."

He picked up one of the ripe fruits, broke it in half, and gave half to me. I took it and looked at it.

"Are you sure Zexion? We eat this, and our entire destinies will change."

"Good. It's fun changing destiny once in a while. And I've never been one to comply with fate." With that said, he bit into the fruit. I hesitated, then followed suit. Juice dripped down my chin. Zexion somehow managed to remain perfectly immaculate.

"That was good!" I exclaimed when we were both done. It had tasted tangy, yet very sweet, and when I was eating it, a warm feeling spread throughout my body.

Zexion looked at me and grinned. "You have juice on your chin."

I laughed. "Yeah, I know. I'm going to go wash it off." We walked out of the cave, and I knelt at a little fresh-water spring, washing my hands and my face. Zexion walked up behind me, and then I felt a push on my back. I lost my balance and fell into the spring with a splash.

I surfaced, glaring at the laughing Zexion. I rose to the top of the water until I was standing on it. I crossed my arms and smirked as water rose from the ocean, traveled across the beach, and hit Zexion. He was instantly soaked.

"You forgot I was a Tejina, didn't you?" I asked him, stepping lightly onto the beach. He nodded. I suddenly thought of a question I'd wanted to ask him for a long time.

"Hey, Zexion, what do you look like when your hair isn't covering your eye?" He raised his eyebrow and pushed his hair behind his ear. I smiled. Then he moved, and his hair fell back into place.

"Are you satisfied?" he asked, angry.

I nodded. "Are you angry Zexion?"

"Yes, and wet!"

"Hey, me too! What a coincidence."

He rolled his eyes, sat down on the beach and took his boots off. I did the same.

"Sam, I am soaked!"

"Me too, but it's warm enough, so we'll be dry soon."

"You don't seem to care if you dry or not."

I lay down. "I don't. The water is my best friend. It keeps me warm, it keeps me from getting lonely, it helps me fight. It's part of my soul. That's one of the only bad things about the castle. I can't see the ocean." Zexion removed his shirt and tossed it onto his boots in a clump. I rolled my eyes, stood up, took his shirt, then spread it out on the beach.

"If you clump it up, it will never dry." I turned. He was sitting up, watching me.

He shook his head. "You're amazing."

"Why?"

"You just are."

"Oh." I took off my shirt. Zexion blushed and whipped his head around.

"Do you have no modesty?"

"Oh come on Zexion! We practically live together half the time, and you're asking me if I have modesty. You can turn around you idiot. I'm wearing my swimming suit."

He turned around, still red. I was wearing a very modest black bikini. I stood up, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to go swimming Zexion."

He rolled his eyes. I rolled mine back.

"Humor me Zexion. Come on!" I ran to the ocean, sighing, he followed me into the surf. We swam for a while. I was happier than I'd been in a while. I loved the ocean.

After a while, Zexion got tired (not me. I was hyper.) And I made a water platform, where was just talked. We sat there for a while, just talking.

"Hey Sam, you're like a dolphin when you swim. You're very graceful."

I blushed at his praise.

"Now, on land on the other hand-"

I laughed and splashed him.

"Hey, Sam, do animals in the water obey you too?" asked Zexion, sounding nervous.

I nodded. "Why?"

"Because there is a great white shark circling us." I looked at it.

"Be gone, great one. You will find better food than us, in the deeper, darker part of the ocean." The shark left. Back on the beach, I spotted a silver haired guy with two surfboards.

"Look! Surfboards!" I cried gleefully. "Race you to shore!" And with that, I jumped off the platform, and swam quickly towards the beach, Zexion following me. The platform disappeared as soon as both of us were off of it.

By the time we got there, the beach was covered with surfers, all of them male.

I walked up to him. "Hey, can I use one of your surfboards?"

He looked at me. "Sure. I'm Riku, who're you?" I felt a sense of recognition.

"Riku… shouldn't you be in darkness?" His brow furrowed, and I sensed that I'd just touched on a sensitive subject.

"How do you know that?" he hissed quietly.

I shook my head. "I don't know. Can we be friends?" His expression lightened and he nodded. We shook hands.

"So, what's this all about?" I asked, gesturing to all the surfers. Riku laughed.

"It's a surfing festival. Once a year, a giant wave comes to the island. Every year one surfer tries to ride it. Many surfers have died. Nobody this year is going to try and ride it. There's a local surfing legend, but it's kind of dumb."

"Can I hear it?"

He nodded. "Sure. It says that a great female surfer, who controls the water will come and ride that giant wave. They say that she will have a mark around her belly button. Like… yours." I looked down. The tattoo was hard to see when it wasn't in the sunlight. When it was, it shone with a pale blue, silverish light.

"I'm going to ride it."

"If you want, but be careful. Nobody wants another death. You need to go to the DJ and tell him you're riding it." I nodded and went and talked to the DJ.

"Hey, surfer dudes! This little lady has just told me that she's gonna ride the monster!" A bunch of people laughed. "You got anything to say?" he asked me, holding out the microphone. I nodded, and took it.

"Hey, losers who just laughed at me! You're just jealous cause you can't ride the monster! And, by the way, girls make better surfers because of their genetic makeup." I hopped down and walked back to Riku, who had been talking to Zexion. They had become friends.

"So, is this wave big?" asked Zexion.

"Heck yeah man! It's the biggest wave ever!"

"So, I can borrow one of your boards?" I asked, walking up to them.

"Yeah. I can't believe you're going to ride the monster."

"I can," said Zexion. I took one of Riku's surfboards and walked a little ways away, and began to get it ready for the water. Once I was done, I walked back to them, and saw Zexion talking quickly on a silver cell phone.

"Who were you talking to?" I asked, sticking the surfboard in the ground.

"I called the Organization. They're coming to watch you surf."

"All of them!" I threw my hair over my shoulder, knowing it wouldn't get in my way.

"All of them."

"What'd you do that for?" I asked, getting a bit angry.

Zexion grinned. "Axel told me to call him if things got… interesting."

I rolled my eyes, and headed towards the ocean. Riku ran after me.

"I'll yell at you when the wave comes, but I'm sure you can tell. All the other surfers will get out of the water." I nodded, and headed into the water.

I sat on my borrowed surfboard, watching the other surfers surf. Hardly any of them were good, and none of them were great. Then, Riku surfed.

He was amazing. The sun glistened off his bare, wet chest and his silver hair. I noticed that a lot of girls had shown up on the beach, just to watch him surf. He performed tricks even I would have found tricky. Once he was done with his wave, and swam over to me, grinning.

"You were amazing!" I burst out, grinning. He grinned too.

"Thanks. You must be great too, to dare and ride the monster." He waved, then swam back to shore. Suddenly, I was alone in the water.

I felt the water recede more than usual. It hurt to do this, but the ocean had to do this once a year, to get rid of the building pressure from the constantly beating waves. I ran my hand through the water, assuring the ocean that the pain would be over soon.

And then there it was. The monster. I swam out to meet it. Immediately, all the noise, everything else faded, except for the water, and the sound of the ocean. This always happened. Whenever I went surfing, I almost seemed to blend with the ocean. It only happened when I was surfing.

As soon as I began riding that wave, I could feel its rage, its pain. It was unbearable. I almost blacked out, then I realized that it was angry because somebody was polluting its waters. I looked towards shore, and I saw Larxene slowly dropping trash into the ocean.

Rage built up in my body. The wave, sensing my anger, grew more ferocious. And I surfed on, unconsciously performing tricks that had never been witnessed, they were so difficult. Finally, the wave ended, and I was in the ocean, a bit of a ways from shore. Larxene was glaring at me.

All sound stopped. It seemed as if the ocean itself was holding its breath. Axel saw my expression, and knew what I wanted. He chucked something into the air. I caught it. It was my little red, waterproof mp3 player. I put the headphones in, but left it off.

"Larxene!" I called, my voice carrying over the silence. "I challenge you." I gestured my hand, and the water solidified into a path leading to me. Around me was a large, circular solid area. Larxene started walking up the path. I turned the mp3 player on.

Then Larxene reached me.

And we fought.

R and r guys. If you think I'm getting these out fast, it's just because it was written up to chapter six before I bothered to put it up here.