Hmm long time no see? ^^; sorry if I took so long... writer's block is kind of over but I don't like how the chapters are coming out _._ and I don't even like how I wrote this chapter either...
In any case, I know this story is kind of confusing so feel free to ask whatever seems unclear; by the way I suggest that you keep an eye on the dates (I'll probably add a chapter with all the dates in order - yeah I am actually hoping *cough*in vain*cough* that that will make things more understandable XD)
On to the reviewers!
X: I'm glad you were interested ^^ I hope you still are!
SunbunredSorSor: XD XD I'm still laughing at the fact that you fistpumped in class lol, that really made my day.
Shadowdolls: hah hopefully I will be updating more often now!
Innocent Uke or NOT: haha wow I really don't know what to say, seems kind of unbelievable really. I was almost 100% sure that I would receive tons of flames for Vanitas' way of thinking! So again; wow. Regarding why Ven thinks Vanitas is a traitor... well that will be revealed soon enough! Hehe I'm glad you noticed the kh quotes ;)
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Isabella: Hehe thank you^^ actually you're the reason why I posted this chapter, I was half tempted to send everything to hell (still kind of am, but I'm still writing though XD), but then I read your review and thought "oh what the hell!" so...
The brightest crayon in the box
3rd of April 2087
«Fuck,» the dark haired teenager cursed as he panted as sweat rivered down his forehead «Why the hell…» he gasped out as he leaned his forehead against the cool desk in front of him «why does it have to be so fucking hot?»
He winced when a chalk immediately hit him square on the forehead.
«Mr. Vanitas, I'd politely ask you to keep your voice down in class and to refrain from using such grotesque language,» the students snickered as the teacher reprimanded the boy for nth time that week.
The raven sneered «what class? This is baby stuff, I don't see why I have to attend such a basic class.»
The professor slammed her book, from which she was reading, on the desk and turned her full attention towards her student.
«Why, that is so presumptuous of you Mr. Vanitas, though I didn't expect anything less from you; this is my last warning either you refrain yourself in my class or-»
«I'd be easier if you just didn't force me to attend, ya know» Vanitas grunted.
The woman fixed her glasses at the top of the bridge of her nose as she tried to calm her nerves «Just because you've skipped a few years doesn't give you the right to not attend class like the other students.»
Vanitas paused before cocking his head to the side «Why not?»
The professor took a deep shaky breath «Vanitas-» a knock to the door interrupted her «Come in.»
A mass of blond hair popped from behind the door with a polite smile «Sorry to intrude but professor Stevens asked me to give this to you.»
«Ah, thank you. Would you mind waiting a few minutes so that I fill in the document?»
The boy again gave her a bright smile making her and those near him involuntarily smile along with him «Of course not.»
As the woman walked towards the desk Vanitas snorted as he eyed the boy «Is this the only way you're able to pass your exams, suckup?» he yelled.
The boy in question simply rolled his eyes not disturbed in the least by the boy's assumptions.
«Hey! Don't ignore me Mr. teacher's bitch.» at that the class let out a booming laugh.
«Vanitas, enough!» the teacher yelled angrily, «you should actually learn from your peer; he certainly knows manners.»
Again the teen snorted mockingly «I wouldn't call a peer someone who is 5 years behind me,»
The teacher sighed in exasperation «I knew this was a bad idea,» suddenly something outside caught her attention «Oh! Mrs. Sanders I need to speak to you-» the professor walked out of the classroom slamming the door shut.
The blond grimaced as Vanitas smirked victoriously «So, Ventus.» he drawled «How have your exams been going? Sucking as usual? Or rather are you sucking the teachers dicks and cunts to pass them?» the classroom filled with whispers some disgusted by the dark haired boy lewd language others snickering in amusement.
Slowly the blond turned towards Vanitas's direction «That's rich coming from you,» the blond smiled sweetly «Tell me, or rather, tell us; are the rumors we hear true?»
Vanitas's smirk dropped as he narrowed his eyes «What are you talking about?»
«Well, everybody knows you are Xehanort's assistant, right?» he directed the question at the class, who responded with a murmur of assent.
«And we all know, that the main reason you've skipped so many years is thanks to him,» Ventus's blue eyes twinkled with mischief and Vanitas certainly didn't like where this was going.
«You know, everybody has been asking if you were, you know… only Xehanort's "lab" assistant, or if you were perhaps his assistant in his bedroom too…»
Silence filled the classroom before it erupted in another booming laugh as the blonde's words finally sunk in.
«Quite!» the professor screamed as she finally entered the classroom «You're at university not in kiddy school!» the students immediately fell silent.
«Here you go Ventus,» the teacher handed the blond the now filled document.
The teenager thanked the teacher and walked towards the door before a disturbingly calm voice called out his name.
«Yes?» retorted, his pleasant smile stuck in place.
«Just to let you know,» Vanitas smirked darkly «you are so going down for this Ventus.»
The blond paused before his smile widened and gave him a mocking bow «I'll be waiting sir Vanitas.»
-O-
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck- what the fuck am I going to do? Why won't he just leave me alone for at least once in my life?
Ventus rambled as he walked towards his next class.
Shit the last time he used that tone he destroyed my locker with parasites that damn fucker.
The blond sighed in exasperation. Ever since the two of them have met in junior high, the raven-haired male had made sure to always be a constant pain in the ass.
«And why was he so pissed off anyway?» the boy mumbled, thankfully the corridors were empty so no one was staring at him as he if he were a madman… for once, «he should know that I fight back, I'm not a fucking lifeless punching bag damn it!» the blond gritted his teeth in anger.
No, no. I can't let him get the better of me.
The boy shook his head.
What did Einstein say? Oh right, "Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools", "Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools", "Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools", "An-
«Hey Ventus!» a male voice piped at his left.
«Oh, hey Zidane,» he said distractedly, still immersed in his mental chanting.
Zidane lifted an eyebrow in wonder «Did Vanitas piss you off again?»
The blond froze at that.
«Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools…» he whispered.
«Ven…?» the boy took a precocious step back.
Suddenly the blond turned in his direction with a huge – fake (or at least, more so than usual) - smile.
«Of course not Zidane!» he said with a sickening sweet voice. «When do I ever get angry?»
«Riiiiight. Listen don't let him get to ya.» the boy patted the blonde's back harshly making the blond stumble forward.
«I said it doesn't bother me didn't I?» the blond repeated as his smile twitched dangerously.
Zidane gave him a side ways glance «Ven, I'm serious.»
«So am I,» the blond flashed him a dark look.
His friend quickly raised his hands «All right, all right, I believe ya!»
The blond huffed before he started ranting «That douche thinks he is so much better then us just because he's a few years ahead of us.»
«Ven… he is in his second year of University and we're still freshmen, I'd say he is ahead of us by more than a "few" yea-» the boy yelped when the blond glared angrily at him.
«That doesn't give him the right to treat people like shit! And why the hell did they have to conjoin a high school with a university? It just doesn't make sense! I'm telling you that demon will be the downfall of everything!»
Zidane sighed again «To tell you the truth Ven, you're the only one that he actually pokes fun at. And I'm sure you'd be at his level – more or less – if you actually opened a book for once in your life. By the way, have you studied for today's test?»
The blond paused «Test? What test?»
Zidane sighed «The history test man»
«Oh, right. Nope!» Ven retorted simply.
«Dude, you're kidding right?»
The blond turned towards him and stuck his tongue out at him, «"I have never let my schooling interfere with my education"» (1)
Zidane groaned «Man, enough. That quote is getting old!»
The blond laughed ran down the corridor and completely ignored the classroom he was supposed to enter.
«Ven, where you going? Hey, wait you quoting maniac!»
10th of June 2559
Don't you just envy stupid people sometimes? You know those kind of peoples that don't know what's going on around them? Not always but sometimes I certainly do. It makes me think that their lives are so much simpler. But that would be a wrong assumption; everyone has their own share of problems.
I believe that life is made up of both of "bad" and "good" things, and the quantity of these two is fifty fifty; there is no way you can always feel bad, if that were true you'd be dead. Pessimists think that life is filled up with just bad things, but those guys are just a bunch of assholes- no, more like complete and total morons and I pity them; they weren't or aren't able to see life in it's full form. These guys are the people that let their emotions rule their lives without thinking about things rationally.
In any case, let's return to the matter at hand; there are times during which I really wish that things are the way they are just because. No intricate questioning on why, how, when and where. Things are like that just because that's the way it is. But it's weird though; sometimes I enjoy life because it is an intricate puzzle.
Even though the times during which I think this cowardly are very few I'm pretty sure that a certain someone would probably whack me over the head with an enormous spatula, but they don't have to know do they? On the other hand I'm pretty sure that my twin Gale would say that life isn't supposed to be complicated that we should live day by day and blah blah and wouldn't leave me alone. But even he doesn't have to know that I think this way. No scratch that, he mustn't know.
What you don't know can't hurt you. Again cowardly perhaps, not exactly what a knight of justice would say. But it is true. Take living in an artificial world for example; until you're "living the lie" and you're not aware of it, everything is all cool and dandy; but the moment someone bursts your bubble it's impossible to keep living there. Because you are aware that it's not real. That's like lying to yourself, and as cowardly as I may seem, I know that I wouldn't be able to do that. And I'm sure that plenty would agree with me.
But again it's not like I often think this way, really.
"Scientia potentia est", "knowledge is power"; I believe that even the most horrible of truths will turn out in your advantage. This also means it's always best to suffer but to know, than to live a short oblivious life; but happy. I'd rather live a longer and fuller life; but suffer along the way, that too is a part of life after all.
But alas I'm not exactly "god" so I don't really have the right to impose myself on others.
«These moronic assholes think they know so much better than me!» I truly believe in what I say in theory but- «I'm so going to give them a piece of my mind one of these days-» I cannot stop the insults that come out of my mouth
«"Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you to his level and beat you with experience"» my brother interrupts in a bored tone as he laid on the couch in our living room. Our parents weren't home so I, as per usual, took the liberty to rant about humanity's stupidity. And everybody knows how much there is to say about that subject.
I stop and stare at my cryptic brother with a confused frown.
«Said Mark Twain» he adds as an after thought as he lifted a finger in the air.
Who the hell…?
I roll my eyes at him. «Yeah well, what if the idiot is such a moron that he's ruining my life?»
«That's probably because people have mistaken you for an idiot too.» he retorts immediately.
«Wha-» «"Don't argue with an idiot; on lookers may not be able to tell the differen-"»
I harshly throw a pillow at his face muffling the sentence «I'm being serious here Gale! And what is it with you and quotes these days? I don't even think I know those authors.»
«Man, I don't know, they just keep popping up in my head.» he mumbles in the cushion.
As I let out a loud sigh my brother sits up, the cushion dropping between his legs.
«Roxas,» he ruffles his hair «ever heard of the phrase live and let live?» he asks half jokingly and half seriously.
I snort «Sure I did, the problem is that this stupid government won't let me live.» Grabbing my jacket from the sofa harshly, I head towards the door.
«Where are you going?»
«Work.» I retort in a clip tone, before I slam the front door shut.
I release a deep sigh before slapping myself on the forehead.
«Stupid, stupid…»
I hate it when I end up venting my frustration on Gale, it isn't his fault after all, it's just that-
Again I heave a deep sigh before heading towards down town, my mind blocked in the harsh whirlwind of my own thoughts. Gale has often told me that I think too much which doesn't really make any sense to me; how can someone think too much?
I shake my head with a frown.
I push the door of the supermarket open, the dinging of the bell alerting the owners within.
The male lifts his head a snarky smile finding it's way on his face as soon as he lays his eyes on me.
If only there were other convenient stores in this fucking town.
«Roxas! I thought you weren't coming this week! How many bottle of milk will it be this time? Twenty-five?»
I give a humorless chuckle, «That's about right»
He gives a throaty chuckle «You sure are a weird one Roxy. But in any case: "Right away sir!"» as soon as he walked out of the room to get my stuff I gritted my teeth and narrow my eyes.
If only I could make him eat one of my pressure b-
Bell dings again interrupting my mental rant.
«Namine? What are you doing here?»
Namine merely lifts one of her thin eyebrows before she smiled lightly.
«I reckoned I could help you take all those bottles back,»
«Thank you,» I smile gratefully «is Kairi-»
She nods sharply cutting me short.
«Here you are Rox,» don't call me that asshole!
I smile hoping that the twitching were mild and not all that visible as they felt «Thanks» I grab one of the two bags grimacing at it's weight.
«Namine are you sure you can carry this?» I look behind me when I hear no answer «Namine?»
«She is waiting for you outside, man» the shopkeeper chuckles.
I let out a small chuckle myself before paying the man and stumbling outside.
I push the door open with a swing of my hips before closing it with my right foot and nearly stumbling off my feet. I give a pointed look at Namine as she giggled softly.
«Let's go Mr. pouty-pout.» she said before giggling louder as my mouth dropped open.
«I'm not pouting!» I protest indignantly.
When my only answer was a muffled laugh as my blond friend's shoulders shook, I simply shake my head and run after her.
-o-
«This is not my day. Not my day at all. Don't touch that!» a voice screeched soon followed by a loud explosion. «Goddamn it! What did I tell you? This is my lab don't mess with my stuff!»
«But you're obviously doing this wrong.» a monotone yet hard voice retorted «My theory has just been proven by the explosion.»
«It exploded because that is the wrong beaker you goddamn idiotic emo!» the voice growled.
«I'm not an e- it was?»
The sound of skin hitting skin was heard as Kairi face-palmed herself. «This is really not my day»
Meekly Namine and I poke our heads out from behind the corner. Silently we observe as our residential chemist and mechanic argued as per usual. The main problem here was Zexion who is your typical "I-know-everything-and-you're-just-some-poor-fucks-that-don't-know-anything-about-the-world-yadda-yadda-yadda" that's why he is always trying to correct Kairi's experiments; Kairi on the other hand is a sweet girl not easily angered at all.
Namine and I wince as a beaker shattered against the floor.
«Fuck you laws of physics fuck you!» more or less
A voice sniggered from behind us making me jump in fright «Man, I'm liking that girl more and more.»
«Larxene don't creep up on us like that.» Namine reprimanded her lightly as she brought her left hand to her chest.
Larxene, along with Axel, Demyx, Luxord, Saïx and Marluxia she is the muscle of the Organization. She is a bit of a mystery to me but one thing is for sure: Don't ever piss her off, or get on her bad side. Ever.
The blond rolled her eyes before pushing us in the room.
«What's going here?» Namine inquired as she stared at her long time friend, it was unlike her to be this moody.
«I believe it probably is that time of the month if you understand what I mean.» answered Zexion in a manner of fact tone as he tried in vain to clean his clothing.
I grimace before walking towards him and whispered in his ear hastily «What have I told you! Even if it were true you must never ever say something like that to a woman!»
«Roxy is right,» mused Larxene with a light cackle, «besides; don't you realize that you are surrounded?»
Zexion coughed lightly in his fist «I believe I have forgotten that small detail,»
Kairi let out an unamused laugh «weren't you the one that always says that details are most important part in an experiment?»
«Indeed I have. In fact I deliberately decided to make this small error to see if your reaction was as I had expected.»
As everyone gave him a bewildered look Kairi gave a bored look as she pursed her lips.
«Talk about awful saves!» Larxene cackled as she lightly patted Zexion back making him stumble forward.
«It was not-»
«Yeah, yeah whatever.» I interrupted hastily before this ridiculous conversation could go any further «So are we going to make these pressure bombs or not?»
Larxene chuckles «We are. You on the other hand have more important matters to attend to.»
I frown suspiciously «Is someone… hurt?» Oh yeah, I am the medic of the group by the way; I've been studying medicine from books that I've found in this very mansion since I was twelve. Although I've only been able to put my knowledge in to practice just four years ago when I met these kooks.
The blond smirks before ruffling my hair «Aren't you smart little boy! Axel is waiting for you in your room. You better hurry before he bleeds to death!»
I hastily run out of the room.
-O-
I burst the door open making the residents inside yelp in surprise.
«Shit, Roxy don't do that!» Demyx whines as he kept pressure on Axel's bleeding shoulder with a napkin.
I ignore him and head towards the redhead.
«Let me see,» I say as I lightly lift the napkin on his shoulder before frowning. «It's not that bad.»
The redhead lifts one of his poor excuse of an eyebrow, «Not that bad? I'd like to see how you'd react with a bullet imbedded in your shoulder.»
I roll my eyes «don't be so dramatic. Larxene said you were bleeding to death, I thought you've been gutted or something.»
Axel snorts «Sure feels like it-ouch!» he yelps as I clean the wound.
«Okay, this will hurt a bit.» I grab my medical pincers and probe the wound.
«Fuck! I swear if I get the guy who shot me I-»
«Oh be quite Axy why know you're unable to kill anyone!» Demyx says with a smile.
«Shut up Demyx, or I-ow! There are worse things than death!»
«Or so they say,» I mumble «Done, here drink this, it should numb the pain.» I fill wooden glass with a clear blue liquid before handing it to him.
The red head, who was still gritting in teeth in pain, eyes the beverage suspiciously.
«There are no side effects, I tried it myself. And it only happened once!» I grumble as I recall that one time where one of my medicines had turned both Axel and Marluxia – resident drag queen – skins lightly green. Thankfully the effect only lasted a few weeks.
«Yeah, and I'd rather not repeat the experience. I still remember Marluxia whining that you could have least turned his skin "glittery purple" instead of "icky green"» he laughs before taking a swig of the medicine.
As he let's out a satisfied sigh I stare at him expectantly. «Well? How are you feeling?»
«Huh, much better actually-» suddenly he gasps and holds onto his shoulder. «What heck?»
Both of Demyx and Axel's eyes widen as the wound slowly starts healing it's self.
«This is incredible, Roxas!» Demyx exclaimed in awe as I grab the syringe in my medical kit.
When the wound was completely healed I quickly injected the substance in syringe in Axel's shoulder.
Before the redhead could say a word the wound reopened lightly.
«What the hell is this Roxas? And didn't you say there weren't supposed to be any side effects?» the second leader of the Organization lamented as he stared at his half healed wound.
«That is what I said, yes. And I have kept my word, this is what it was supposed to happen.»
«But the wound reopened.» Demyx retorts with a frown.
«Yes, but now it's only one third of it's original size.»
«Oh, that's true…»
«Besides if I haven't injected with the syringe the wound would've reopened and would've been twice as large.» I retort as I cover the wound with a bandage «and it would've taken twice as long to heal.»
Axel narrows his eyes «And you know this, because you've tried it on yourself…»
I smile «I told you that I wouldn't have done any more mistakes. And I also promised that I would've made myself useful to the Organization.» I tie a tight knot before turning my back towards them and walk towards the door, hoping in vain to escape Axel's nagging.
Our leader hastily grabs arm in a harsh grip making me wince, «And I also told you that I wouldn't let you get hurt! If you're going to let yourself get injured then-»
«Then what? What are you going to do without a doctor cleaning up your wounds?» I challenge him.
«Namine can-»
«Namine gained her knowledge from me, and we both know that she isn't even as half as good as me; not to mention that Saïx wouldn't agree with you.» (2)
Axel glares harshly and grits his teeth, on the sidelines I dully note Demyx taking a few paces away from us. «Saïx isn't the only leader Roxas!»
«But you can't make these kind of decisions on your own!» I try to pull my arm away but he grips it even harder, I curse under my breath as I feel the wound reopen.
«But you are my responsibility-»
«You're responsibility? Are you fucking kidding me? What are you, my bloody mother?»
Axel gives my an exasperated look «Don't you realize this isn't a game?»
I glare harshly «Screw you Axel.» I hear myself snarl «you think I don't know that? Now let go!»
Axel pulls me towards him before pulling back my sleeve; he winces as he looks at the now open wounds, his eyes filling with guilt.
«You think I would go this far if I thought this were a game?» I glare, still offended by his remark, «I'm not some young soldier who isn't afraid to die because he thinks he's immortal! I know my limits and more importantly I know that everybody is risking their necks, it's only fair that I prevent you from dying under my watch.»
Silently Axel starts patching up my wounds a frown firmly etched on his features.
«And if that means that I have to shed some blood to do so,» I continue «then so be it; it's selfish of you to ask to me to just watch from the sidelines.»
Axel let's out a sigh «You're so stubborn…»
I smirk «That's why we're friends, right?»
He smiles back «Best friends, dude.»
I laugh «Man, don't say that in front of Demyx or he'll get jealous-» I pause «where is Demyx?»
Axel snickers «Must have ran off when we started screaming.»
I chuckle «Shall we join the others?»
«We shall,» he nods.
As I reach for the doorknob I hear Axel calling out my name.
I purse my lips and refuse to turn towards him «Yeah?»
«Just, promise me one thing,» I don't respond and wait for him to continue «Try not to get yourself hurt if you can avoid it.»
I nod «Alright.» I open the door and head towards the basement.
As usual if you notice any typos or grammatical errors PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE(!) tell me!
I think that the first part of this chapter will probably confuse a lot of people (yes I am very good at that indeed xD) I was tempted to explain here buuut I'd rather let the story talk for its self, but then again I will add it you want^^
Reviews fuel my creativity u.u xD
EDIT: Aaaand I forgot the quotes *grumbles*
(1) Mark Twain
(2) yes Roxas has a massive ego xD
