Yukia wanted to scream, to run away from the Sitar wielder and curl up into a ball. A drunk man was not a good one, and she didn't even know if she could trust him or Demyx.

"P-please-- I don't think its really a good--" Yukia slurred her words worthlessly.

As Demyx plopped down on the couch next to Luxord, he dragged her down with him. "Luxord!" he smiled cheerily and took the rum from the man, causing him to redirect his attention to the captor of his precious alcohol. "This is Yukia-chan!"

-chan...? Already? We only just met... Yukia blushed furiously and shook her head gently. Look at me! Like one of those love-sick girls from a Shojo Manga--!!

Luxord looked at her, then to Demyx, then to the bottle of Rum. "Givit back, Demyx, and go bother someone else..."

Demyx pouted and gave back the [mostly] empty bottle of liquor. "C'mon, Yukia-chan~ we'll go find Zexion! He's a sweetheart- so much nicer to me than the others- and he has blue hair!" As Demyx ranted on about how awesome people who read lots of books and have blue hair are, Yukia realized something.

What if he's still with Xigbar?

Vexen walked out of his lab to be met by a certain pink-haired member and his blonde accomplice. He wanted to go back to the lab and do something- anything- to get away from the flower boy. Marluxia glanced at him boredly, then smirked widely.

"Where's Yukia-chan, hm, Vexy?" He said, lust obviously in his voice, and put a hand on his hip.

"How should I know, Marluxia?" He winced at the nickname- Vexy. "Probably lost by now, if she hasn't found Namine."

"You let her go off- alone- into a Castle filled mostly with middle-aged men?" Marluxia groaned and punched the wall. "Do you know how many haven't gotten laid by a woman in years? Thery're perverts."

"Yeah," Vexen said, pushing Marluxia away from him. "Including you."

Demyx happily dragged Yukia along again, swinging their arms back and forth. Yukia knew it was only a matter of time before they found Zexion and [possibly still] Xigbar. She didn't like Xigbar.

He looks like a pirate, she giggled quietly. With the eye-patch and scar and such.

Just then, Demyx must have heard her giggle- he liked it, too- and smiled softly to himself. How cute, Demyx thought. Adorable for someone her age...

Zexion and Xigbar then appeared at the end of the hallway.

Marluxia followed Vexen after Larxene decided to eat a [late] brunch. The pink-haired member trotted loudly behind him, to make himself known to the Chilly Acedemic. Vexen quickly got sidetracked, however, and stopped abruptly in his tracks. As Marluxia crashed violently into the back of the blonde man, he could hear Vexen curse under his breath.

"What is it that you had to stop without warning for," the pink haired one complained.

"Demyx..."

"Huh...?" Marluxia then looked up to see- in a passing hallway- Demyx cheerily holding Yukia's hand, swinging them back and forth, and almost ranting on about blue hair and books. He must be talking about Zexion. He thought. What an obsessed freak.

"There he is! And Xigbar is there, too!" Demyx nearly squealed like a fangirl when he saw Zexion.

Yukia was now thoughly terrified, and even more scared by Xigbar. She heard Demyx calling for them, then a harsh tug as he pulled her along to see them.

God, she inwardly groaned. What in the name of bloody Hell did I do to deserve this?!

A/N:

Chapter 5, bitches. Feel the BURN yet?

Read and look forward to a few Christmas updates!