Disclaimer- Maybe I do own kingdom Hearts... You can play as Axel in the newest one! That's a sign right thuur! But no, even with that being true I don't own Kingdom hearts.
Warnings- Something I'm sure EVERYONE will hate.
A/N- Sorry for taking so long everyone, well not as long as usual but... ok I'll stop rambling.
But I will tell you this
School has started back up for me which means I will be back on a tight schedule but I have a prep period. Since I do my homework at home, I will use that prep to write. I will also write at home as much as I can. I won't make you wait TO long for chapter updates!
On a lighter note,
three new kingdom Hearts games are coming out (You get to play as Axel in battle mode yo!), but a 14th member is being added to the organization... What? Yeah I know. Organization THIRTEEN with FOURTEEN members. Cool story bro.
Ok, now on with the chapter.
Protecting Me
Chapter 11 : If You Can't Take the Heat...
When its my turn
To help you out
I gladly lift you up without a doubt
The very next day waking up couldn't have been easier. Axel didn't know if that was because the comfortable warmth next to his side disappeared sometime during the night or because a girl's angry scream sounded just one floor above his. Regardless as to which one it was he was awoken to a very strange sight in his room.
"Roxas? What in the worlds are you doing?" He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stared blankly at the blond toddler.
Roxas jumped at the voice, turning around quickly to hide any suspicious behavior.
"Nothin'." Roxas stared back at Axel with an innocent expression.
"Oh really?" Axel looked over the scene laid out before him. Roxas stood in front of his half opened closet with his angelic facade; a few unfamiliar articles of clothing hung from the doorknob. His tiny hands were stuck behind his back obviously hiding something.
"So what's behind your back then?"
"Told ya, nothin'."
Axel stood from his bed and sauntered over towards the closet to back Roxas into a corner. From previous encounters like this with Roxas, he knew the kid liked to run. He was damn good at it too. Trapping him in the corner was the only way to keep him in one place.
"How about the closet?"
"Uh, stuff... Youw stuff" Roxas's back was pressed against the wooden exterior of the doorway at the oncoming threat of Axel.
"Yeah right!" Axel reached his hand around Roxas's back, giving a sharp tug at the pink article of clothing he was so heavily guarding.
"Axel! It's mine! Give it back!"
Axel raised his eyebrow as he looked over the pink fabric. "Roxas, how did you-?"
"YOU!" The door to the bedroom blasted open hitting the back wall with a loud bang, probably leaving a nice dent. The blond haired girl blocking the doorway glared at Axel with blind rage in her eyes and nothing but a towel wrapped around her body.
"How did I KNOW it was YOU?"
Roxas took cover safely behind Axel, seemingly pushing his friend forward as a sacrifice.
Axel gulped loudly. In his hands held high above Roxas's head was none other then a bra. Not just any old bra, Larxene's bra! The only damn owner of a bra in the entire World that Never Was!
"You sleaze!" She stormed further into the room to tear her clothing from Axel's hand. "All of them Axel? You took every single one of them while I was in the shower!"
"Ooh! You've done it now Axel!"
Axel and Larxene looked back at the door to Demyx, Xigbar, Marluxia and Luxord standing in the hall close by. Of course Demyx was the only idiot brave enough to actually bring attention to himself. For his actions, he was nearly stabbed to death by one of Larxene's flying kunai. Axel ignored Demyx's act of stupidity and turned back to Larxene.
"What the heck would I want with your damn underclothes?"
"I don't know you pervert!" Larxene pulled the closet door open fully, letting a good thirty pairs of bras and panties fall out onto the floor. An array of laughter came from the doorway where the others stood, the loudest coming from Marluxia.
"You really took them ALL? I actually must applaud you for that one Axel." The pink haired man began to applaud, leading to the others following his actions.
"T-those? I-I-I did NOT take those!" Axel stuttered, his face turning an interesting shade of red.
"Then explain to me why they're in your room?"
"Roxas took them while I was sleeping." Axel stepped away so Roxas's hiding spot was exposed. The toddler looked between the two older nobodies with fear in his eyes. Mostly at Axel who he gave the why-the-heck-did-you-tell-her look.
"Cute Axel," Larxene gave him a look of disbelief. "blame it on a three year old. You're such a lowlife!" The blond haired female leaned down to pick up her clothing off the floor (making sure she kept her towel tightly around her form in case any of the guys wanted to sneak a peek). As soon as she did Roxas jumped back on top of the clothes, tugging them away from Larxene once again.
Axel grabbed onto one of the bra straps, attempting to loosen Roxas's grip. The three nobodies became trapped in a three way game of tug-o-war.
"Those awe mine! I found 'um faiw an' squawe!" Roxas tugged as hard as he possibly could, evenly challenging the other two. Axel released his grip. Instead he went to massaging the bridge of his nose in aggravation.
'Why did Roxas choose to act weirdly possessive now?... and most importantly why with Larxene's stolen underclothes?'
Knowing Roxas's gullibility levels, Axel rested a hand on Larxene's shoulder with a plan forming in his mind. "Let go of the clothes for a second and I know how to get Roxas to give them up."
Larxene gave a skeptical look before releasing her grip as well, leaving Roxas to hug the pile of clothes without a fight. Axel leaned down to Roxas's level rather suavely, making the others raise a brow to him.
"Do you know what those are?"
"...Mine?"
"No," Axel had to fight with everything he had not to laugh at Roxas's adorable expression. Larxene would probably slaughter him if he laughed anyway. "those are girl clothes."
"... So?"
"So, girls have cooties... especially Larxene." The lightning wielder held off from giving Axel a good smack in the face at that part with a deserved eye roll. Roxas's eyes opened up wide. Never before had he heard that word, But the way Axel said it made whatever it was sound very bad.
"W-What's cooties?..."
Axel gave an accomplished grin as he leaned in to whisper in the toddler's ear. As Axel's description went on Roxas's eyes only grew wider and his back more ridged. Finally when Axel threw in that last detail Roxas promptly dropped the clothing on the floor, backing away like he was going to catch a contagious disease if he held on a second longer.
"All yours." Axel gave Larxene a smug smile as she went storming off with her clothes. Xigbar and Luxord were knocked down to the ground by her force.
Once the fire wielder was able to hustle the other nosy members' away from his door, he found it impossible to fend off laughter any longer. With his bedroom door locked tightly behind him he nearly collapsed to the ground in an absolute laughing fit.
"T-That was the funniest thing that's happened in this castle for a long time!"
"Why'd you give 'um back? I tooked them fow you 'cuz she was bein' mean yestewday!" Roxas set his hands on his hips in clear frustration.
"That's what makes it even better." Axel wiped a tear from his eye. "You have just pulled a brilliant prank without even knowing it."
Roxas titled his head to the side adorably, not understanding why Axel was laughing at a time like this. He almost caught cooties from stealing those damn clothes! Another bath was probably in order!
"You don't know how proud you've just made me." He scooped the still confused Roxas up into his arms, cuddling him close. When he sensed the affection wasn't being returned he pulled away with an eyebrow raised towards Roxas.
"I don't get it," Roxas wiggled his way out of Axel's arms to let the oldest get dressed.
Axel went about the rest of his morning routine with Roxas standing behind him watching and waiting for Axel to dress him like every morning before. Strangely Axel no longer found it awkward to get undressed in front of the younger kid.
"We used to be an unbeatable team," Axel chuckled at the memories of them that came to his mind while he fixed his hair in the mirror. "The other members' were either afraid or frustrated when they heard our names mentioned together. We were the prank masters of this place!"
Roxas shifted in his spot for a moment, rubbing one bare foot against the other. A part of Axel wanted his old friend to come back with a laugh at the good times they had together, all the wonderful pranks they managed to pull of, and how they always managed to get under the higher ups skin. It never came, instead there was an uncomfortable silence running through the room until Axel decided to turn and face the toddler. His big watery sad eyes showed that something Axel said was obviously biting at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you miss 'im?"
Axel blinked. "Miss who?"
"You keep tellin' me 'bout an old Woxas an' what you used to do togethew," Roxas focused on twiddling his thumbs instead of meeting eyes with Axel. "You miss 'im wight?"
Axel stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds. Roxas finally knew. His memory of his former self was washed away the moment his changes took place. Of course it didn't take Roxas having the mind of a scientist to figure out that he had changed. The others would stand around and talk about Roxas in the past tense. Xemnas would often get upset that his key bearer was needed for another mission but wasn't around. Even Axel couldn't help but reminisce about his missing older right hand. After a while Roxas probably was able to put two and two together.
It was probably enough to make anyone feel... unwanted. Like he could never measure up to his previous self. Roxas's older counterpart was truly was an amazing nobody. He was able to master the workings of the key blade in only a few days. He had high enough statues to easily fit in with the higher ups, yet he had the playful humorous side that let him slide in with the younger members' of the Organization as well. True there were some members' who were sick of their constant need to cause trouble for fun, but in all honesty there wasn't one member who didn't respect Roxas for the job that he did. He always took his missions seriously and got the job done.
He used to be so highly recognized within the Organization. Now it just seemed as if he was a burden. Without the use of the key blade the others just looked at him as an annoying brat that ran around the castle causing trouble.
"Rox, I... I don't-"
"I hope he comes back soon fow you." With that being said, the toddler began to shuffle back over to the bed.
"Hey wait a second," Before Roxas reached the bed he found himself once again being scooped up by Axel's strong arms. "You ARE Roxas. It's you I'm talking about when I say those things."
"But I don't 'member anything you say! Thewe's anothew Woxas!"
"You're both the same-"
"'m hungwy... Can we go get some bweakfast?"
As Axel looked down at Roxas weakly clutching his jacket he knew Roxas didn't bring up breakfast because he was truly hungry, but because he wanted to get off that subject. He did have a short attention span, but Axel believed that he wouldn't avoid such an important topic.
It had to have hurt him. People talking about missing a Roxas when he was standing right in front of them.
Maybe only Axel was able to see it.
xXx
"There is something wrong with him," Larxene paced the floor, throwing her hands dramatically up into the air. "Something is mentally wrong with Axel!"
Marluxia gave a casual shrug with his feet propped comfortably on his bed. His lovely peace and quiet interrupted when Larxene came storming into his room about an hour after the prank, luckily she was now fully clothed.
The two of them had always had a rather close bond. Larxene was pretty much Marluxia's right hand in that castle full of sorry rejects. She was strong, pretty, and overall willing to follow any plans he could possibly think up. In his opinion, Larxene was the only one in the castle worthy of his valuable time.
There was of course the fact that whenever you put a female and male personality together there was bound to be conflict. For example, females liked to rant and rave when they're frustrated, while males... well they really couldn't care less. Aside from those few occasional arguments their allied relationship really worked out for the best.
Marluxia licked his index finger so he could easily turn a page of his magazine.
"I mean, public embarrassment is supposed to make people crack right? Well not Axel! And that Roxas, well, he's just enough to get on my very LAST nerve!" Larxene leaned against the wall in deep thought. Something had to make Axel tick... Something...
"I think you've been hitting the wrong person." Marluxia sighed and shut his magazine seeing that he obviously wasn't going to get any reading done with Larxene around.
"What?" Larxene slowly moved from the wall to the bed next to Marluxia.
"All this time you've only been aiming at Axel, I myself think Roxas's emotions would be an easier target in this case."
"He doesn't have emotions."
"Exactly," He looked up to meet Larxene eye to eye. "it's much easier to hurt a three year old who has no clue he is devoid of emotions. Do something to tug at his heartstrings."
Marluxia scooted so that he was close enough to Larxene to lightly touch her lips with his thumb. "Hit him where it hurts, then drop the true bomb."
A devious grin slipped across Larxene's face as she got in close enough for Marluxia to feel her breath on his. "This is exactly what I keep you around for. What a brilliant mind you have, even better then Xemnas's I'd say."
Marluxia, unfazed by the feminine contact, pulled away with a smirk, his ego probably having increased a bit. "Sometimes I wonder what this whole castle would do without me."
Marluxia did have a certain something extra when it came to planning and plotting. He was a genius with handling the outlining process, he had enough tenacity to carry it through, and his manipulative mind got others to easily follow behind.
The pink haired man stood from the bed, extending a hand to Larxene. "You'll have plenty of time to think up details. As of now, how would you like to accompany me in a quick training session?"
"Sounds lovely." Larxene took the man's hand, linking arms with him to head off for a quick round of sparring before the plan was put into action.
xXx
"Axel, Axel, Axel! Wait up will you!"
Demyx ran at full charge down the hallway towards the redhead and the toddler right after breakfast was over. Knowing he'd regret it later, Axel slowed down so that Demyx had a chance to catch up. He came to a screeching halt right in front of them with a huge smile on his face. After a few seconds of catching his breath he happily continued.
"Guess what? The chore wheel was spun and you've got kitchen cleaning duty after dinner!" The blond bounced joyfully on the balls of his feet. Axel gave him a curious look. He was smiling about his friend getting cleaning duty?
"And that's something to smile about because?..."
"Because we're going to be working together!" Demyx looked waaaaaay too excited for his own good... That only meant trouble. Here is comes... "I've got cooking duty!"
Oh no!
Why in the world- no, why in the universe would Xemnas add Demyx's name back on the dinner duty wheel?
Here's an interesting equation for you. Add Demyx plus boiling hot pots filled with scalding hot spaghetti and what do you get?
Flaming meatball showers that's what.
And getting cleaning duty after hurricane Demyx hit wasn't exactly a walk in the park either.
"Wow..." Axel blinked. "You would think after your little spaghetti incident Xemnas wouldn't even let you make a grilled cheese sandwich for yourself."
Demyx rolled his eyes. "Well I convinced him to give me a second chance. Isn't it great Axel?"
Axel just stood there with his 'uh-huh' expression and Roxas latched safely to his side. Axel looked down at Roxas with a smirk. "So where do you think we should order take-out from for tonight?"
"Ice cweam stowe!"
"Axel!" Demyx pouted. "That was cold. The spaghetti thing was an accident. Besides, I think you had something to do with that pot exploding. You were there when it happened!"
"Me? You're blaming me because you're an awful cook?"
"I bet you I could be a great cook if I work hard enough." Demyx tugged at Axel's arm, trying to coax him back into the kitchen.
"You willing to put money on that?"
"... Well Zexy knows how to bake so I bet you that I-"
"Him again?"
"Can you make ice cweam fow dinnew?"
"For the last time, you can not eat ice cream everyday as breakfast, lunch, OR dinner!"
xXx
The redhead sat on the counter with his legs hanging off the end, right next to him was a pile of flour that had fallen in Demyx's cooking frenzy. Unfortunately the toddler sitting up with him found the powdery mess very amusing and proceeded to slap at the pile, sending white clouds spiraling into the air.
"Want some?" Roxas smiled up at Axel, powder coating his face and hands. Once again Axel just couldn't resist smiling back
"No thanks." Even though he declined, as soon as Roxas hit the pile again Axel found himself with a face full of flour. Actually no matter how annoying those flour claps were Axel was once again amazed by Roxas. Just a few hours ago Roxas had the most heartbroken look on his face, one of the saddest things Axel had ever seen. Now he was laughing and playing as if none of it ever happened.
He didn't believe a drop of the blonde's happiness though. Even as a teenager Roxas knew how to put on an act. These acts were only seen through by those who cared enough to put up a struggle. So far the only one who even tried was Axel.
"Mushrooms, mushroom... Axel where did you put the mushrooms!"
"Hmm?" Axel looked back up at Demyx, still in his spaz attack, although right now Demyx was calling it cooking. "How am I supposed to know where YOU put the mushrooms?"
That right there was another thing that amazed him at the moment. Demyx had to set aside his whole day just to cook a few pots of pasta... Other members' who got dinner duty were able to finish off the meal in an hour or two tops, but Demyx?
No, not him! They had been stuck in the kitchen for three hours! Still nothing much had been accomplished...
"I swear I saw you take them Axel."
"I haven't moved for the past hour since you told me to stop helping. I've been sitting here watching the fine mess you're making for me to clean up!"
"Whats a mushwoom look like?" Roxas looked up with a big patch of powder on his nose
"Oh! It looks like the tip of a-"
"No!" Axel hopped off the counter, running to cover Demyx's mouth up before he said any more. "You know what? Maybe it's better if I help you look for the mushrooms." He began pulling open cabinets that might have held said ingredient, hoping it would stop Demyx from saying anything obscene.
"Well hurry up! The recipe says that the mushrooms should be added right after stirring!" Demyx began to scan the tabletops. "...and I heard from Xigbar that Zexy loves mushrooms..."
"That again?" Axel slammed the cabinet shut. "Don't you know when to quit?" The redhead felt a light tug on his jacket and looked down to see Roxas holding a container full of mushrooms.
Demyx calmly walked past Axel to take the mushrooms.
"Who ever said I was trying that again? I just want him to stop ignoring me now. As they say, the way to a mans heart is through their stomach." The sad part is he said it like he meant it.
Axel rolled his eyes, slinking back over to his counter top. Roxas however stayed on the floor beside Demyx's feet, watching with three-year-old curiosity as he stirred and chopped all the ingredients. Even though Demyx was by no means the world's greatest cook, cooking in itself looked fun to Roxas.
"Can I help?" Roxas tugged on Demyx's jacket with one hand and reached towards the spoon with the other. Demyx nodded with a smile. He lifted Roxas up onto the counter beside the simmering pot and handed him the spoon. With his tomato sauce safely in someone else's hands, Demyx went back to the fridge to look for some cheese.
As the water wielder walked past Axel's counter, he jumped off to follow after Demyx.
"And one more thing," Axel stood close to Demyx so hopefully Roxas didn't overhear. "I know your goal, and it's not just to get him to stop ignoring you. What you want from Zexion is impossible for him to give you!"
"What?" Demyx shut the fridge door behind him, trying to avoid the conversation to the best of his ability. Axel pulled Demyx back over to him so that they were once again close.
"You both have no H-E-A-R-T." He spelled out the word slowly to let it sink into the musician's brain, also so that Roxas wouldn't understand. Luckily the toddler didn't even look up from his stirring.
"I. Don't. Care!" Demyx glared back at Axel, now completely ignoring his food and Roxas. The two nobodies caught in a staring contest, which eventually turned into the both of them throwing words at each other.
Roxas didn't watch the fight for long before he lost interest. The sweet smell of tomato sauce pulled him back to his work. He dipped his finger into the cool liquid and brought it to his lips for a free taste. It tasted like... like it was missing something. A powdery something...
With the other two fighting Roxas went unnoticed as he reached up towards one of the high shelves that held a big open bag of flour.
The only reason Axel even remembered to look over at Roxas was because Demyx attempted to chuck his block of cheese that was supposed to go in the sauce at his face.
"Roxas, can you just sit still and do what you're told for five seconds?" Axel lifted Roxas up off the counter top. At the last minute, before Axel took him away from the pot, Roxas took hold of the flour bag causing the contents to come crashing down on top of the two of them.
"No!'" Demyx ran in to try to stop the flour from falling into the pot, getting equally doused with the white powder.
"You're kidding me..." Axel stood in the middle of the ghost white kitchen. It got everywhere! His hair, his clothes, the shelves, the floor...
Roxas giggled wildly in Axel's arms, throwing small handfuls of it up into the air like snow. His laughter solely filled the whole room.
Soon the laughter became contagious. Demyx slowly built up a laugh as well as he wiped some flour from his face. It didn't take long for that laughter to even catch on to the less then enthusiastic Axel.
"Look at what I'm going to be stuck cleaning now." He said half looking around the kitchen and half glaring at Roxas once the mess had settled.
Demyx let out a short sigh of relief, looking into his pot of sauce. That was probably the only thing saved from the mess thanks to Demyx's quick intervention. The pot of pasta on the other burner appeared safe too.
"You know what? I'll go take care of Roxas for you so you can get started on cleaning this stuff."
"All right," Axel hesitated before setting Roxas down to follow Demyx. "you better listen to him Roxas!" He sighed as the two walked through the door towards the bathroom.
xXx
"Hold still."
"Fow how much longew?"
"Almooooooost... Done!" The musician finished off wiping Roxas's face free from powder. "You really like messes don't you?"
Roxas responded with a vigorous head nod and a giggle. Demyx laughed, turning to knob to the sink to off. Finally after Kingdom Hearts knows how long both nobodies were nice and clean.
"Well that's ok. From what I can remember when I was little I liked to make messes too." A new unstained black t-shirt was pulled tightly over Roxas's head so that they were good to go.
Roxas hopped off the sink to follow Demyx back downstairs to the kitchen. "Is dinnew almost done?"
"Yeah, should be done soon... if Axel didn't touch it that is..."
A small giggle escaped Roxas's lips as he latched onto Demyx's hand. "Dinne-aawwwr... Dinnerwww... Dinnewww-ugh!"
"Are you trying to say 'dinnerrrrr?" Demyx looked down at him with a smile, stretching his word to mock Roxas's adorable speech.
"I can't do it..."
"Just keep trying. It'll happen."
Roxas felt himself being lifted up to be carried down a flight of stairs. "Tha's the same thing he said..."
"He? Who's he?"
"Zeeeeeexion." Roxas said in a sing-song, I know something, sort of voice.
"Figures he'd say something like that."
xXx
"How fucking wonderful... Just my luck I swear!" Axel dipped the mop in the bucket again to slide it across the floor for the millionth time. Every time he moved some flour would fall from some part of his body to dirty up the spot he had previously cleaned.
"Oh I know! What a nuisance that little Roxas can be huh?" Another voice entered the room, followed by the sound of a portal opening up near the refrigerator. The voice had a feminine playfulness to it... That was never a good sign in The Castle that Never Was. The only ones who were happy were those up to no good. Axel rolled his eyes, dipping his mop back in the bucket to continue cleaning when he realized who it was.
"He's not a nuisance. Just... difficult, Larxene."
"Oh so that's what you call it now?" The female leaned against the counter top with her jacket hanging off her shoulders, revealing no straps underneath. "Don't those pesky feelings of his bother you at all?"
Axel looked up, his eyes immediately opening slightly wider as they fell onto her bare flesh. "It bothers me... but he doesn't know any better so I let it go."
"If he just happens to remember those feelings when all this is said and done don't you think you'll have a small problem on your hands?" The blond female crept closer to Axel, brushing against his side.
Axel shuddered out of surprise both from her words and her actions. Sadly, her words were dead on right.
While Larxene was hardly a person that should be listen to on a regular... what if Roxas wanted... no wait that wasn't possible! It would definitely be a problem if Roxas grew up again thinking he was able to do something as silly as being in love. Axel pushed the whole idea out of his head and focusing on the real matter at hand.
"Listen, if this is about this morning, it wasn't me! I was honestly asleep the whole time. Believe me, if I did it, I would take credit for it because it was pretty damn funny." He smirked to himself, although taking into account that Larxene was still joined at his hip.
"This has nothing to do with what happened this morning, I completely believe you, which is why I brought up the subject of Roxas being such a problem." Larxene rubbed affectionately against Axel again while her eyes scanned the door for something to happen.
Axel threw down the mop in annoyance at this point. "Then WHAT do you want?"
She had struck a nerve in Axel just like she wanted to.
The door to the kitchen opened with a warning creek, The two cleaner nobodies stepped into the room, Roxas holding onto Demyx's neck.
"Ok Axel, I managed to get Roxas nice and- Larxene?"
Roxas looked up from Demyx's jacket with a 'hmm?' upon hearing the girls name brought up. His little eyes focused just in time to see Larxene hook her foot behind Axel's so that the redhead fell into her. With all her force she pressed Axel to her body sending shudders through the both of them. Their lips suddenly crashed together. Taken by full surprise, Axel was pulled against the counter with Larxene provocatively under him. The blond released a moan against Axel's lips, her tongue vibrating against his flesh. Her wandering hands caused Axel's lips to involuntarily part as well. The whole thing seemed like a movie going in slow motion.
To anyone viewing such a scene Axel's position and passiveness, completely due to shock, made it look like he wanted it... or even initiated it!
And that's exactly what it looked like to Roxas. His big eyes glossed over as he watched.
After all, wasn't it Zexion who told him a kiss meant love?
Sooo,
There you have it. yes I know. Stupid Larxene...
Even though I HATE to admit it, I like the Axel/Larxene pairing. Don't shoot me...
Because I like the Larxene/Marluxia pairing better! So get those evil thoughts of Larxel out of your heads!
Oh and I'm highly against portraying Marluxia as a girly, flamingly gay, not able to fight to save his life man because we ALL know that's not true. If you've played chain of memories then you know he's a strong, manipulative bastard who could probably take on Xemnas if he really wanted to (he was sounding like he was planing on it in COM). Never will you see me make him out to be the flower man with the girly scream of death. But I do believe that from his appearance that he takes care of himself well and give a damn about what he looks like.
He's strong AND he cares about himself enough to look brilliant while kicking ass! That's the makings of a good leader if you ask me!
So in other news I might be going back to edit other chapters too. I already did 7. The only other one I might edit is the first chapter. So probably by the time the next chapter is up I'll be done with those revisions.
I'm OCD like that.
Anyway,
Review&Much love!