Hey guys. It's WaterSitar. I'm giving you a heads up; this chapter was written solely by me because I have no idea where my writing buddy, TheIllusionist, is right now, but he's not online. /: Anyways, enjoy~! :D

Myde gulped. Come on, Myde. It's not that hard! Just move your hand...Just a little more-damnit! Myde thought as Ienzo suddenly jerked away, shooting the taller blond a glare and walking off to where a blond girl sat on the grass that explicitly stated "Do not walk on grass" and sprawling out next to her.

"Um... okay..." Myde said, frowning slightly.

"What are you doing standing there like a- oh, ew," Lea said, popping up out of nowhere in particular. "Hey, lesbians! Not on the grass!"

Arlene raised her middle finger to the redhead and continued to kiss the blue-haired boy.

Myde turned away. "I think I'm going to go back to my room."

"Hey, man- you okay?" Lea asked, frowning.

"Yeah-yeah, I'm fine- just kinda feeling a bit tired all the sudden, you know?"

"Hey, listen-about Ienzo..."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Yes, you do-" Lea said, grabbing the blond by the wrist. "The thing about Ienzo is that he likes to play games. He'll be into you one day and completely ignore you the next, and then he'll try to make you beg for his attention."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Lea sighed. "Because you need to know, because I want you to know, and because you need to beat him at his own game."

"Beat him at his own- how?"

"Okay, Myde. Now listen closely; you see what he's doing?"

Myde's eyes flickered over to the two on the grass and he nodded.

"He's trying to make you jealous."

"Okay?"

"He wants you to be angry. To be jealous. So to beat him, you have to be indifferent-and you have to make him jealous."

"Okay..?"

"So you need to find someone to make him jealous with," Lea said, grinning.

"And why do I have to be the one to beat him at this game?"

"You'll figure it out with time," Lea said, patting the boy on the shoulder. "Now, in the mean time, let's find you a fake lover."

"But I-"

"Yo, Braig!"

"Sup?"

"You wanna be Myde here's fake lover for a while?"

"No can do, buddy. Got a real one."

"Damn...who?"

"Rould, duh."

"Congrats, bro."

Braig rolled his eyes and went back to polishing his shoes.

"Okay... so that was no to Braig, Rould, Lumaria, Dilan, Ventus, Vanitas, and-hold up, we didn't ask Isa!" Lea said, suddenly stopping and kicking open the door to dorm 7/8. "Yo, Isa! Stop what you're doing! I got someone to do it for you!"

"What the bloody hell are you going on about?" Isa asked, annoyed, from where he lay on his back reading a book.

"Oh-I thought you would be... well, you asked for time alone so I just assumed-whatever, here, have a fuck buddy," Lea said, shoving Myde into the room and closing the door.

Isa rolled his eyes. "What's this about?"

"Is he...mentally sound?" Myde asked, jerking a thumb towards the door.

"He's harmless."

"Okay."

"So, why are you in my room?"

"Okay, so you know Ienzo?"

Isa and Ienzo shared a few traits. One, they both had blue hair. Two, they both liked books and always seemed or looked annoyed. But Isa seemed a little more nonchalant about things, where as Ienzo was kind of just a 'leave me alone and let me plan your slow, torturous death' form of indifference.

As Ienzo went around with others, Myde chose the opportune times to show off his 'relationship' with Isa in front of his room mate.

"Hey, Axel?"

"Yeah?"

"We need to talk."

Axel frowned. "Are you sure?"

Demyx nodded slowly. "I don't want to wind up hurting you more than I already probably am...so yeah, I'm sure."

"Well...alright, then. Go get him, I guess."

Suddenly, Demyx wasn't so sure he was ready to end his four-month-long relationship with his best friend and room mate. No, he wasn't so sure at all. He smiled apologetically. "Thanks, Ax... you know you're the best, right?"

Axel smiled. "Yeah, Dem. I know."

"Good, 'cause I know you were cheating on me anyway," Demyx said, slapping his room-mate on the back and scampering away.

"W-what? What just... what?"

Demyx snickered and threw the red-head's phone at him.

"I'm so...what the fuck just happened?"

Zexion sighed, picking his clothes up off the floor of Marluxia's dorm room and putting them on, trying half-heartedly to rid his hair of the 'freshly fucked' style it had fallen victim to during their so-called 'duel' and walking back to his and Larxene's dorm.

"Hey, have a good time?"

Zexion shrugged and closed himself behind his bedroom door, sprawling out on his bed and opening his laptop.

WaterSitar: hey! You left us hangin' during dinner, but I just wanted to tell you I got an idea for the story.

Hey...you there?

No? Oh... I guess you're not...

Well... talk to you when you come back, I guess. Have fun with um, whatever it is you're doing...(9/25/12 at 9:53pm)

TheIllusionist: Sorry. I was taking care of something. What's this about an idea?

WaterSitar: Well, it's a little late now... don't be mad, but I posted a new chapter...

TheIllusionist: Alright. That's fine.

WaterSitar: Do you mind if we talk?

TheIllusionist: We already are, Demyx.

WaterSitar: Right...

I broke up with my boyfriend today.

TheIllusionist: I wasn't aware you had a boyfriend.

WaterSitar: Yeah... I did.

TheIllusionist: I see. Is that all you had to say?

WaterSitar: I guess so, for now.

TheIllusionist: Alright.

WaterSitar: He's been cheating on me for months, though.

TheIllusionist: Did he tell you?

WaterSitar: No, I stole his phone and read their texts.

TheIllusionist: That's odd for someone of your nature.

WaterSitar: Not really. I'm good at gathering information... 'bout the only thing I'm good for, I guess... /:

TheIllusionist: I'll keep that in mind.

WaterSitar: You're supposed to tell me that I'm good at other things too, jerkface. ):

The Illusionist: Whatever.

WaterSitar: Oh, poo. You're no fun. You know what you are?

You're an Eeyore.

TheIllusionist: What?

WaterSitar: An Eeyore. You know, Winny the Pooh?

TheIllusionist: I'm afraid I don't know.

WaterSitar: omg

YOU HAVE NO CHILDHOOD.

YOU POOR CHILD.

COME HERE. COME TO MAMA. IT'S OKAY. IT'S NOT TO LATE FOR YOU.

MAMA LOVES YOU.

TheIllusionist: …

(TheIllusionist has signed out. 9/25/12 at 10:53pm)

A/N: trolololol I think Zexion got scurred. xD

egyptian1995: I have no clue how this is relateable... but okay. xD I'm glad you think so. :)
I daresay that Zexion is mildly afraid of Demyx... haha.
I'm glad you like it! (and yay, I'm smart xD)

RikuObsession: pfft. Just like Larxene...THEY'RE SO PERFECT TOGETHER. /shot/
Chemistry = dirge of my existence D: I sleep walk at school all the time...
pfff- he'll be fine. Marluxia's not /that/ bad...
lol. Stalkers are fun! /shot/
yay, lea brand glory!
lol yeah demyx is pretty predictable haha
Oh, I won't. And if they give me problems about skipping...well it's not like I could have gotten to school anyways. xD
update 1 of however many I'm able to type out between now and going to the theater and while making a Fionna hat...
binoculars is correct. o wo

DrunkOnCookies: Oh, I don't mind that you eat your foot. Whatever floats your boat. :)

Earlier this morning my cat climbed into the oven. She didn't want to come back out, so I had to pry her from it. Luckily the oven was off. XD