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"You, what?"

"Uhhhh......well.....you know..."

"Axel, you did NOT just do that."

"I'm sorry!"

"AXEL. YOU. WILL. DIE. NOW."

"I love you, Roxas?"

"ARGH!"

A fuming Roxas chased after a terrified Axel, after having discovered that the redhead stole all of the blonde's boxers and kept them in a drawer...the collection growing for a few weeks of stealing. Axel learned never to touch Roxas' boxers from that day on...he didn't want to limp for another week...

(( rofl rofl ...."Roxas' Boxer Brigade"!!!! lol ))

"WHAT?!" Roxas yelled into his cell phone, anger the major emotion on his face. "Yea I wanted to know if you could pick me up from jail....please?" asked the man on the other end while Roxas instead on answering sighed and hung up the phone. "One of these days..." With that he grabbed his keys and left, muttering about readheaded pyromaniac boyfriends and knives.

Namine giggled excitedly as she scribbled into her sketchbook, peering up occasionally to observe her models.

"Next pose, please," she asked politely, a somewhat creepy smile taking her face. Axel and Roxas groaned and shifted their position on the bed.

"Erm..."

There was a long period of silence as Riku stared out his bedroom window at Sora, who was hanging upside down off the side of his roof. In the middle of the night. ...Dressed like a ninja.

"...Sora?"

"Yeah, Riku?"

"Do I even want to know?"

Even though he knew they were supposed to be looking for a portal, and he had a feeling it wasn't out that door... Now that he was here, in the virtual world, he just had this... inexplicable desire - no, more like a...a need, to go out and to do...

...something. He didn't know what.

As Mickey, Donald and Goofy looked around the room, he waited, some soundless voice in him saying to not let them see him. Then, when all of them were looking away rom him, he darted through the door and up the stairs, almost soundlessly in a way he didn't know he could do, but seemed very familiar. The minute he was out of sight and hearing range, he broke into a dead run, bursting out of the mansion and running into the woods. The foliage whipped past his face, as he ran, it feeling so real he could hardly belive it was all just... fake.

No enemies appeared to slow him, for which he was thankful for. That quiet nothingness in the back of his mind was practically screaming, urging him to run faster before they ran out of time or were caught...

He tripped as he rushed through the hole in the wall into Twilight Town (should he call it virtual Twilight Town...?) and fell onto the cobblestones with a pained grunt, his eyes immidiatly drawn by the fact that...

There were people. Everywhere. Walking around, talking - just... going about their lives. Smiles, frowns, arguments and conversations-- how... how could this not be real...?

A slightly stunned expression on his face, he got to his feet, brushing himself off. Where do I go now...? He barely had to ask. The Usual Spot - that's where he had to go.

He ran again, making sure to tone down his speed now-- just because he could run maybe twice as fast as the average person at a non-stop rate if he really had to, it did not mean he should be seen by the average person doing that. But - wait a second... none of this was real, so why should he... well, care...? His head was starting to hurt... It didn't make any sense, he just... did.

He came to a stop finally a few feet away from the Usual Spot, a... a apprehension grabbing him, suddenly as he heard familiar voices inside. He stepped forward quietly, names falling from his lips unbidden.

"Hayner...? Pence? Olette...?" He didn't... sound quite the same, somehow. He couldn't put a finger on it, though...

There was a sudden gasp behind the ragged old curtain, as the people inside fell silent. The next thing he knew, he had been more or less tackled by three people in a crying, yelling mess, only one word standing out:

"Roxas...!!!"

After that, he mainly just heard variations of "Where were you!?", "People have been looking for weeks!!" and "We thought we would never see you again!!!"

...Followed by:

"...What did you do to your hair!?!?"

Thanks Torrina. ^_^ It made me laugh a lot when it occured to me. XD

"Really, are you not the least bit annoyed that we were assigned to the basement levels, Lexaeus?" asked Zexion, planting his hand on his hip and rolling his eyes dramatically. "I'm beginning to feel Marluxia doesn't hold us with much respect..."

"You're starting to sound like Vexen."

Zexion drew his brows and scowled, but his mouth began to slither into a grin as he glanced sideways at his companion. "So you can talk, Silent Hero."

Lexaeus met Zexion's eyes, and Zexion felt his muscles stiffen under the man's firm gaze. He met it warily, but didn't let his eyes drop.

"You always were one to jump to conclusions, Zexion, even as your other. Not very professional for a scientist, are you?"

"Oh ho, so the hero has a sharp toungue, as well?" Zexion laughed as he looked away from the rigid stare. "Well, we're going to be down here for a long time, so we better make use of it. I'm guessing that Marluxia's power high is going to lead this castle to destruction."

Zexion's face took on a serious tone, and Lexaeus' brow furrowed as he felt a hand rest on his shoulder.

Lexaeus' stony countanence turned curious as Zexion's unique smirk grew back on his face.

"Lexaeus, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."