A/N: Hiya people! Okay so i've been having major writers block, so this chapter is really short, but thank you to those who reviewd on my last one! You guys make me happy through the day!

Axel's POV

The bell was about to ring, Ms. Kotta made that very clear.

Anyway, I didn't bother looking at what I had drawn. Partially because I hadn't really drawn anything (unless you counted the fifteen crumpled pieces of paper by my feet). Every time I had started something, it hadn't felt right, and so going against my tree hugger instincts, I had torn it out and crumpled it up. The bell had rang right after the last one had joined it's brethren on the floor.

That's when Roxas came in. I felt my hand flutter again as it caught wind of another thought from my subconscious brain (how did I know it came from there? Because I honestly had no idea what I was doing…)

Roxas was…put simply? A mess. But instead of being covered in dust this time, he was covered in paint. His hair, his face, his clothes (except his jeans actually…) were just covered. Only in red, and other dark colors. Yet it still gave him a slightly crazed look since there were slight dashes of much brighter yellows, greens, and blues.

And he…glowed. Just like the time Taiyou had licked his nose. No smile, but…the possibility was still there.

Ms. Kotta…laughed. She actually laughed as she looked at Roxas.

"My dear! You looked like you had fun," Roxas? Have fun? Can't picture it… "How much did you get done?"

He looked at her for a few seconds.

"Actually most of this is from mixing colors to see which would best fit. Not much actually made it onto canvas. Actually," He shrugged as sheepishly he could without smiling, "Very little charcoal got on either. Only a bit of the top corner." Ms. Kotta simply smiled and nodded.

"Well dear, since it's almost time to go anyway, why don't you just wash up at home? I'm sure it will be much easier there, unless you really want to." Roxas nodded as she handed him what I took to be his shirt.

…and then the bell rang. I really wish I did have a hammer…but then again…we wouldn't know it was the end of the day now would we? Hm… decisions, decisions…

I caught Roxas before he left.

"So, you gonna meet us over there?" He looked down at himself and then gave me that same cold look. I'm gonna choose to take that as a yes…

I wrote Zexion's address on a slip of paper I tore from my notebook and gave it to him.

And we're back to being tense…He took it and walked out, perfectly fine with ignoring me…

"So where's the little dude?" Demyx. Let me get out of the building please before you start asking me questions…

I was about to answer before a rather loud motorcycle rumble cut me off. And there goes Roxas.

"I gave him Zexion's address. You saw him after class Dem. He'll meet us there." Demy was…pouting…sometimes I really wonder how old he is…

We were all basically trying to become one with the furniture when the doorbell rang. Zexion got up, the only one who made a movement besides moving of the head.

"Come on guys. It's probably Roxas." And in deed it was, in his usual black turtleneck and jeans.

"So, you got the song Roxy?" At least I wasn't the only one who called him that…but I did feel a moments fear for Demyx's safety.

"Yeah, but it's still sketchy. I need to hear each of you play to see if I need to change anything. That's not a problem is it?" And we're back to "little perfect" Roxas. The one he pulled on Reno and Luxord…And you know what? Demyx and Larxene both bought it. Even after seeing him at school…these are my best friends people…any sign I need help?

"That's not a problem at all. Come on, we can practice in the garage. Did you bring your guitar?" Uh…Larxene? What happened to the snowman?

"I left it by the door, go get set up, and I'll be there in a second." Demyx nodded and practically dragged the rest of us to said room.

Roxas was back in less than a minute actually. How he found the garage without help is beyond me. When I first came here, it took me three days to remember where the bathroom was.

He also had a folder and paper. Must be his song.

"Can we see it?" Calm down Demy…yes he was jumping up and down. Roxas…flinched? Before handing it over to Dem. Needless to say, we all crowded around him.

"Roxas…this is…" Larxene? At a loss for words?

"This is heartbreaking!" And of course, Demyx never is. "I like it!" The song wasn't exactly heartbreaking, but you could practically see the emotion off of it…Which of course was mirrored perfectly in it's writer…(that was something known as sarcasm people)

"I need to hear your part first Demyx. I'm not exactly sure I got yours right." Demyx practically flew over to his sitar in the corner.

"What do you want me to play?"

"Anything will work. Your choice."

It actually only took about twenty or so minutes for Roxas to hear us all and make his changes. We would have started practicing (and by that I mean probably go raid the kitchen and then start practicing), had Larxene not said, "You've heard us play Roxas. Why don't you play something for us?"

I had already heard him play. I hadn't really expected to hear it solo again anytime soon. Zexion, yes the shadow spoke, agreed with Larxene (Demyx was somewhere cradling his sitar).

"Alright. I'm not that good, but…" I resisted the urge to snort. He brought his guitar out and sat down, completely tuning us out. And hey guess what? Even Demyx was quiet for once.

He started out slow, calm. Now that I think back, it was like that for the entire two minutes he played, but while you were listening, you get the feeling that there are waves of emotion right beneath the surface.

When he finished, Zexion, yes Zexion, was the first to speak.

"Amazing. Simply amazing. Not even Xemnas will be able to find fault with that." I stared at him, as did Larxene. Zexion spoke more than one, heck two, words. He had actually said a sentence. Wow…yes I'm just giving him a hard time, but you know what? It's fun.

Roxas shrugged and made a move to get up. That's when Demyx tackled him. It was a simple glomp. But he had taken Roxas from behind.

Roxas went rigid for a second before…fainting. Roxas actually fainted in Demyx's arms. Said moron let go of him the minute Roxas' body went slack, only to catch him again before his head hit the floor.

"What'd I do?!" I lightly slapped Demyx, who looked about to faint himself…from lack of breath.

"It's just from shock Dem. I've told you not to sneak up behind people." Demyx looked like a little kid who had just gotten caught stealing candy.

"Demyx? Could you maybe let me up?" Demyx yelped, releasing Roxas again. This time he did land on the floor.

"Thank you." He held up a hand to Demyx, who was just about to start spill apologies all over him. "It was nothing you did Dem. You just surprised me a bit. Could you help me up?" Demyx nodded practically pulled Roxas up off his feet before setting him on them.

"Can we practice please? I gotta get home to feed my dogs." Him and dogs…

"It should only take thirty minutes. The music you wrote is pretty simple, a few practices and we could be set." Roxas…smirked? Oh my god he did. And it didn't leave his face after two seconds. It stayed there.

"It looks simple but sounds complicated." And with that, he picked up his guitar again, and waited for us to get our instruments as well.

He was right. The music, while simple to play, sounded complicated beyond belief. Another interesting thing? The music was fast, the words were slow. It created a very interesting contrast. And it sounded awesome!

There is now way in hell Xemnas could mess this one up.

Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, run it in Square Enix. I own nothing...

A/N: Please don't kill me! I know its short...like uberly short, but i was having major writers block, and this was what i got. I swear the next chapter will be much longer okay? Deal? Please don't kill me! And please review, if only to tell me that my story sucs, just tell me something or another! Thanx!-