"Roxas, man, maybe its just time for you to move on. Find another girl, y'know?"

The sun beat down faintly on the duo as they trudged down the sidewalk, kicking stray rocks, glass, and litter as they went along. Roxas was feeling particularly down this morning, his thoughts revolving around Xradenom. He couldn't seem to get the girl out of his thoughts. He wanted her so badly, so very badly, but he knew all too well that she would never like him period, and definitely not in the way that he liked her. It was a dilemma that weighed down his mood and depressed him. He hated not being able to get what he wanted.

"I know I should, but…" The teen said, looking up into the hazy sky. "I could never find another person like her. Ever."

Axel waved him off. "Well, you're gonna have to. She's not gonna like you. Hell, she doesn't like anyone." He plucked a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Want one?"

"No thanks."

"Suit yourself." He brought the cig to his lips and breathed in, savoring the feel of it. He breathed out, and watched the smoke go upwards. "So…what're you gonna do?"

The blonde ran a hand through his spiky hair. "I don't know, man." He sighed. "I guess…I'll just have to move on…"

The man chuckled, and swung his free arm around the boy's shoulder. "That's the spirit! We'll find you some other chick to like! One hotter than the boss!"

The boy smiled half-heartedly. "Yeah, sure…"

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Loud, unruly sounds filled the air as the two came closer to their destination.

Various curses and filthy words could be heard clearly, along with angry yelling and horrid insults.

Axel smirked. "Looks like we're late for the party…" He flicked his dead cigarette butt at the cracked sidewalk and ran towards the noises.

Roxas hesitated, unsure of what was going on. But nevertheless, he ran after his friend and towards the commotion.

Gathered on the hot, blacktop of the basketball court was a rabble of people, all angry, *issed, and annoyed. Some hid their frustrations well; others did not. But the difference in bandanas, some wearing white and others wearing black, made the situation all too clear:

Both gangs, The Organization and The Disorder, had both arrived at the same time.

And both wanted control of the court.

"This is our court, so back off!" A man named Luxord with very short, white blonde hair and goatee shouted angrily, with a heavy British accent. His icy blue eyes gleamed crazily in the sunlight.

"Make us, *uckers!" Nevex, and aged, angry-looking man with lackluster grey-blue hair and furious gold eyes. He lunged at the man, the latter gritting his teeth.

"Nuck if you buck, mate!"

The quarreling only got worse, and soon everyone was dragged into it.

"Geez…" Axel commented to Roxas, "these people are nuts…"

The boy nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the loud crack of a gun went off.

Everyone shut up immediately and looked around, shocked deeply. But there was no body lying on the ground, and no blood. Just Xradenom, standing there with a smoking white handgun held to the air. A faint, satisfied smirk set upon her face, pleased that she managed to shut them all up.

"You are in violation of the code, Xradenom."

Everyone turned to see a tall, tanned man striding towards the group slowly with dark silver hair that aged him further. His burnt amber eyes held strength tainted with a very faint something, though no one could tell what it was.

"Code?" Roxas whispered to his friend, raising an eyebrow. Not taking his eyes off the scene, Axel nodded.

"Yeah. Gangs' gotta have rules, right?" he answered. The blonde turned back to the confrontation.

"I did not shoot anyone, if you have noticed." The girl replied simply. "I merely shot into the air."

The man grunted. "That is putting a strain on the rules."

"I am well aware of the rules, Xemnas." She put her gun away. "But I believe we have a more important matter to discuss."

"Indeed."

It was strange, watching them converse. The air was thick, and tense, so tense that a knife could not cut through it. Their words sounded relaxed, in an oddly tight, edgy way. Each strove for the sharper tongue, the sharper wit, the last word… Neither wanting to be shown up by the other. It was like a dance for domination…and both were quite talented.

Roxas found his mind wandering, so he tuned back in to the conversation.

"I think this can be settled with a quick fight." Xemnas offered. "One of your members against one of mine. Winner obtains the court for their gang. And the decision shall be final."

"It's a deal." Xradenom looked over at the blonde, standing on the sidelines.

Roxas could feel himself blush faintly. Even though she had this quiet-but-deadly threat in her eyes, he loved it when she looked at him. It made him feel all warm and special companion noticed the ogling look he held and elbowed him to cut it out. It worked.

"Roxas." She called, "Get over here." Her command was harsh, and he rushed over. She turned back towards the man. "Who will fight against him?"

Xemnas stepped out of the way and beckoned behind him. "Xed will."

The first thing he noticed were her eyes.

They were pale grey, like Xradenom's, but with flecks a gold imbedded in them.

After that, the rest of the picture filled in for him.

She was about Roxas' age, a little under his height, with long red-brown hair that concealed the right side of her face and fell to about her mid-back. She was on the thin side, and pretty pale. And the perverse section of his mind couldn't help but note she had a pretty nice rack.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion. She didn't seem like the fighter type. She didn't seem like the type to be in a gang, really. But the presence she gave off made him wonder if there was more to her than met the eye.

Afterall, if he picked her, out of all the stronger, bigger members, then there must be something special about her…

He locked his sky blue orbs with her smoky ones, as if to try to read her.

Just who was this girl?

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And finally, the next chapter comes out :) I promise things will get more exciting next chapter. Fight scene, yay!

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God she was FAST.

"C'mon, Roxas! Don't let a girl beat you!"

"Get him, Xed! Kick his *ss!"

He fingered the knife in his pocket. It'd be so easy to finish this.

There'd be hell to pay for, tonight…

And that's that :D See ya'll next chapter!