Hi guys! It's Eien/Vexen Auburn! Thank you SO much for your support, and I am deeply sorry about the delay. School and all. But now, it's summer, so I can type up all that I have written!

If you like my writing, I am also writing a story, called Love Game (for now) About Marluxia and Vexen, in Castle Oblivion. It's going to be a multi-chapter story I'll be working with, along with Opposites Attract. If you'd like to read it... Please do!

Thank you again! Enjoy!

-Vexen Auburn-

Chapter 6 – Hangovers aren't fun…

I groaned and decided to wake up. My head hurt. A lot. Something was radiating warmth right beside me. I was laying on something soft and I paused before opening my eyes. "Nn…"

"Well, good morning Vexen." I could hear His voice.

"God?" I blinked a few times.

"You can call me Marluxia."

"Marluxi-AAAH…!" I immediately fell down after trying to get up, grabbing my head.

"Where am I?"

"In my house. In my room, to be exact."

I froze, "Exact location?"

"My bed." He said casually, "The left side. I take the right side."

I turned my head to my right and stared into pools of blue.

I yelped and almost fell off the bed, and I would have id he didn't grab me and pull me up. "What has gotten into you!?"

Really. What has gotten into me?

"I don't know."

A chuckle I could feel on m skin. My eyes widened and I found myself unable to move, as his eyes bored into mine. My face flushed, and I felt that warm fuzziness crawling from it's corner to take it's place in my stomach once more.

"I find you drunk on the streets, with that.." he growled, "Leech on your neck! What's wrong with you, Vexen?!"

Oh. So that's what happened.

"Why should I prove myself innocent to you?!" I frowned at him, backing away.

"You could have gotten hurt, raped even!" he spoke quietly, but I could hear the anger in his deep voice.

Opening my mouth, I thought for a second. I closed it and opened it again to speak, "I can take care of myself! Why would you even bother?"

"Because I care!" he muttered, and pulled me close.

Our noses were touching. We both seemed to notice, because he carefully let go of me, closing his eyes. I moved out of the way, feeling as if I was going to burst.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly, looking at his hands. I sat up quickly, immediately trying to change the subject, "What time is it?"

"Four in the morning."

And then it hit me, how tired I actually was. Slowly, I laid myself down back on the bed, "A few more minutes.. You don't mind, do you?"

He shook his head, a mysterious expression spreading over his face. I studied him for a moment and shrugged, closing my eyes.

Five seconds later I felt arms around me. I opened my eyes in question and turned my head to the boy beside me. "You're shivering.

I was too tired to argue.

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A screech of car tires. A woman's scream. A boy jumping out of the window of the car, as the piece of metal blew up behind him, smell of burnt metal and rubber spreading over the street immediately.

The boy's short, blonde hair reached to his shoulders. It blew in the wind, as the green, tearful eyes studied the scene before them

No one came up to him... He sat there, crying over the occupants of the car that didn't get out. Suddenly, a police car made a screeching stop in front of him and a man ran out, shaking the boy's small shoulders.

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I woke up in cold sweat.

Malruxia's arm was still firmly around me, and so was one of his legs. I looked over at him. He looked different when he slept… Relaxed. The smugness off his face.

I couldn't describe him. He looked like a human, not a robot, made and perfected. I had an urge to reach out and touch his cheek. When I did, barely, he smiled and whispered my name. I pulled away quickly, confused. Was he awake?

But no, Marluxia Gustaeu kept on sleeping. Except that now, a smile graced his features. He pulled me closer to his chest, and I couldn't have freed myself from his grip. With a sigh, I accepted the turn of the events and closed my eyes once again.

Just for today….

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The next morning he woke me up, attacking me with a question, "Does your head feel better?"

I thought for a moment and nodded, sitting up carefully, "What day of the week is it?"

"It's Saturday." he Replied, knowing my concerns, "No school." I nodded again, sliding off his bed, "Damned Xigbar…"

"What happened?" Marluxia questioned, running a brush through his pink locks.
"Well, Xigbar and Xaldin decided to get me to go to a bar with them, because Xigbar new this British guy that could get us in. So, after about ten Bloody Mary's and some whiskey, I, completely wasted, got slobbered over by Xaldin. And that's when you found me." I pointed to him with my arm, and blinked, "Wait... Why were you there and how did you find me?"

My student shrugged, "I just happened to be around. Larxene hauled me to shop at her favorite whore stores downtown, and made me walk around with her and comment on whenever she looked better in fishnets or low-cut tops."

I imagined the picture and made a face. He continued, "I turn round the corner as she drove home – I wanted to take a walk – and I see a blonde angel and some scary looking monkey. The blonde goes, "Come back to your senses, Xaldin!" The voice is familiar. Now that I think about it, the figure is, too."

By the time he finished, my head was on the bed, and I wanted to die really bad.

"So I drove them home, left the Ford by Xigbar's house, called my dad who drove us here, not telling my mom.."

"Thank god." I murmured and he laughed, "Stop talking to the pillows. I know that my bed is comfortable."

I sat up quickly, "S-sorry."

"Anyway, do you have any plans for today?"

I shook my head no.

"I was thinking, you know.. The weather's great and all… Would you like to go to an amusement park with me?"

"Um.." Like on a date? "I don't have any money on me.."

"Money?" he rolled his eyes, "A membership card."

What did this guy NOT have?

"Alright, sure. If you want me to."

"If I didn't I wouldn't have asked you." He smiled.

"..Right." I laughed sheepishly. Marluxia smiled, "..I'm glad that you'd like to go."

"I'm happy to be invited…"

Such manners this guy had… Took lessons from his dad, I bet on it.