Ultra Special Blah Blah Blah: Ok so this chapter is a little slow and a little short... I'm sorry.. but still it's needed for a good joke in the next chapter... trust me. and well, other than that there's not much else for me to say other than to refresh the ol' Kingdom Hearts does not belong to me, it doth belong to Square Enix.
no new warnings... nuthing much to report... next chapter will be up VERY soon, I'm just touching it up now.
Enjoy!
When we last saw Axel and Roxas they had successfully frightened our Dear Melodious Nocturne forcing him on a quest to find sweet cheesecake for a starving man eating Sitar. With the damage well on it's way to being done, they set off for their new target. One that had caused both of them a great deal of cherry scented suffering in the past…
Chapter 3: Beary Cherry Marly
"What time is it?" Axel whispered as he leaned flat against the wall and slid toward the door a few feet away.
Roxas, who was mimicking the stealth tactics, glanced at his bare wrist, "I don't know... someone didn't let me get changed, so I didn't put on my watch."
"Well what help are you?!?!" His whisper cracked a bit as he leaned an ear against the door, listening to the silence in the room. "Never mind, it's quiet... So he's still asleep."
"How do you know?" Roxas pondered aloud.
"Marluxia always sings show tunes in the morning... Usually ones from Oklahoma." Axel gently took hold of the handle, pulling it in such a way that the door barely clicked open.
"You're sick you know that... I honestly don't know what's worse, that Marly does that... or that you KNOW that… You've been watching him for HOW LONG to know something like THAT?" Roxas blurted louder than he had meant to.
Axel quickly slapped a hand over his friend's mouth, backing him up against the opposite wall "And Marluxia is an incredibly light sleeper... The only reason I attempt this is because he wears one of those girly eye mask things and it gives me just enough time to rip a portal and run if all goes down in a fiery ball of chaos... so stay here" he released his grip, "and shut up, cause I don't want a scythe planted in my forehead because of YOU."
Roxas blinked at him, watched silently as his friend turned quickly and slipped into the dark room, "sicko" he whispered after him.
A muffled 'shhh' noise barely wafted back at Roxas as he flopped hard against the wall and slid down to a sitting position.
Axel stood in the middle of the room, letting his eyes adjust to the dim moonlight. Even though the entire castle was cast in darkness, the hallway was still lighter than that of the rooms. The huge windows that lined the walkway allowed the pale light to shine in and caress the white marble. Yet this was not so in the rooms, due to the size and décor according to each nobody's taste, the light varied from one to the other. Marluxia was one for deep reds and dark maroons in his decorations; he also preferred the deepest darkness when it came to sleep. This made things a little difficult to adjust to, but not impossible.
Axel was silent, surveying the room once his eyes adjusted, his gaze settled on the lump of covers and sheets on the bed. Marluxia was still asleep, yet the feeling in the room told the intruder that the man was getting ready to wake up.
There was a muffled yawn from under the covers that suddenly shifted as Marluxia sat rigidly bolt up like one of the living dead. He let out a strangled groan, blindly staring through the eye mask at the direction Axel was.
Axel just stood frozen in place silently watching, not daring to make another move. Soon enough the beautiful dreamer leaned back, beating the living daylights out of his pillow and then flopped back onto it once it was comfortable. His layered hair fanning out and creating a sort of halo around his head as his breathing steadied back to a gentle sleeping rhythm.
Axel shook his head at the senseless pillow violence he just witnessed, but took this as a good sign that Marluxia wasn't quite ready to wake. He started to continue on his mission toward the bathroom, when something odd caught his eye. He stared at Marluxia, something wasn't right. He tip-toed closer to the bed, carefully taking hold of the front bedpost and leaned over in order to inspect the scene. Sure enough, Marluxia had his scythe tucked in right next to him under the covers like it was some kind of freakish teddy bear.
"What a nut…" Axel barely even breathed the words.
Marluxia jerked, lifting his head slightly and slowly looking around the room. Axel froze to the bedpost, not even daring to breathe. He knew he couldn't be seen through that froufrou mask the other was wearing, but Marluxia wasn't really looking for anything, he was just listening intently to the darkness that surrounded him.
Once the Graceful Assassin was content with the sound being merely a fading dream he grunted, flopping over again and cuddling his scythe. Axel hugged that post for what seemed like forever, waiting to be sure that the other was truly asleep this time. He waited for the soft nasally snoring that he knew was the sure fire sign that the other was truly back in the arms of some rose colored dream. He released his death grip on the bed post and quietly retreated to the bathroom.
Once inside he closed the door and fumbled for the little light switch above the mirror. He grunted as the little bit of luminescence stung at his eyes, yet he didn't slow down. He blindly fumbled for and found the bucket of various pink bottles that sat neatly along the shelf above the toilet. His eyes adjusted finally as he read the various bottles. 'Cherry Blossom body spray, bubble bath, body gel, body lotion, hand lotion, Japanese cherry blossom hand repair lotion.'
"If I didn't know better I would think I was in Larxene's room… He doesn't plant pansies, he IS one…" Axel muttered as he continued to pull out bottles and read the labels, cherry blossom conditioner, shampoo…
"AH HA!!! There you are!" he chuckled as he unscrewed the bottle and promptly dumped the contents down the sink. The thick smell of cherry blossoms filled the room, almost gagging him.
"And now for the punch line," he chuckled again as he pulled a small red colored bear from his pocket, opening the nozzle on it's head and squeezing the contents into the shampoo bottle. The color was the same, there was even a cherry sent to this new thick substance, but it was definitely not shampoo.
Axel quickly screwed the lid back on and placed everything back in the bowl where he'd found them, shoving the now empty bear into his coat pocket. He flicked the light and stood letting his eyes settle once again to the darkness before he slowly slipped out into the room.
He was half way across the open space when he glanced to the side and noticed that Marluxia was sitting up in bed once again stretching and yawning like a bear that had just awoken from hibernation. If he had a heart this is when it would have jumped up into his throat. However, the mask was still on, much to Axel's relief. He wasted no more time with observing and quickly ran to the door, half stumbling out side.
Marluxia jumped, a strangled yelp escaping him as he yanked the covers up a little to protect himself from the unseen intruder, all the while blindly staring through the eye mask at the direction the sound had come from. He then reached up and yanked away the pink fabric and surveyed the room. His blue eyes wide in horror at first, but then he settled down when he was sure nobody was there and nothing was amiss.
"I could have sworn I heard footsteps..." he muttered to the stillness as he nervously pulled himself from the bed, still eyeing the empty room and jumping slightly at every moving shadow.
Axel was flat against the wall, breathing heavily, "I thought I was caught for sure." He gasped.
Only silence greeted him in the dim hallway, he scanned the area and then glanced down on a strange curled lump on the floor. "Roxas?" He slowly approached the lump and gave it a gentle kick.
Nothing…
He then kicked it a little harder.
The stillness was suddenly disturbed by a snort and then a load groan, "Wh…what'd you kick me for." Roxas rolled over until he was able to sit up, rubbing the sore spot where his friend had just kicked him in middle of his back.
"This is NOT the place to be sleeping; we've got to get out of here."
Roxas groaned again, "Axel I'm… REALLY… Sleepy… can we…"
"NO, now get up!" Axel started to make a move like he was about to kick Roxas square in the backside.
Roxas rubbed his forehead as though he was trying to rub away a migraine, "What did you do to him?"
"I..." Axel was cut off by the deep vocal sounds of Marluxia singing 'oh what a beautiful morning'.
Roxas stared at the door like it was some kind of freakish mutant thing that was actually singing all by itself. He was Mesmerized, but the trance only lasted a moment as Axel grabbed him by the shirt collar again and dragged him away. "We need to get out of here, now... before he takes a shower."
"W..Wha... What did you do?" Roxas finally stumbled forward onto his feet after his friend. Axel finally released his grip on him and the pace slowed a little.
"I made his morning a little sweeter." Axel snickered as he pulled out the bear and tossed it at Roxas.
Roxas stopped eyeing the empty plastic bear in his hands. It was slightly sticky and it smelled of cherry flavored honey. "It smells like Marluxia's sham...poooyoudidn't..." his words ran together when he realized what exactly Axel had sabotaged.
"MWAH HA HA, yep I did... That's what he gets for trying to use me as his cherry blossom perfume test subject." Axel paused, turning back and looking at his little friend, "And you should be happy. It's sweet revenge, since he made you smell like a cheap hooker."
Roxas stopped dead in his tracks, "Thank you dear friend for reminding me of that nightmare…" he paused as he heard the sudden muffled sound of water spraying into a tub, forcing him to quicken his pace and find a way to dispose of the condemning evidence he held in his hands. "You're such a jerk!" He snarled as he chucked the bear out a nearby window.
"I know!!! Isn't it great!" Axel snorted and then laughed evilly.
They both disappeared into the shadows, neither hearing the muffled yelp of pain followed by a strange 'thump, thumpity, thump, thump' noise that echoed back into the hallway from the window where Roxas had tossed the offending sticky bear.
Meanwhile, back in Marly's bathroom, the shower steam and loud melody was filling up the small space. A hand fumbled out from behind the shower curtain, snatching the pink colored shampoo bottle from the others. There was a few seconds there when the song turned into a hum that slowly started fade to sour notes and finally ended in a very vocal, "WHAT THE?!?!"
Poor Marluxia, what will happen to his beautiful hair once he empties the contents of his 'shampoo' upon his locks? And what was that strange noise that came from outside? Did someone get hurt that neither we or Axel know about?
But I'm afraid that is a question that will not be answered in the next chapter. No, the next chapter we will find out what became of Demyx and the forbidden cheese cake.
