Heheh... Yeah. It's getting a bit... out of character. Reviews are welcomed and most appriciated! I think the this is the last chapter before the dance!! DUN DUN DUUNN!!!

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There was an akward moment of silence, followed by a strange hissing sound comming from Axel. The poor man was literally steaming, mumbling to himself. Axel's expression softend to a sigh, he eyes Demyx and Zexion's confused faces then looked away. "Ya got me..." He murmered, particullarly pointing it out to Zexion.

Axel shot a flaming glare at the matalic-silver haired teen, disappearing into a dark portal. Zexion was still in Demyx's lap, not relizeing the strange postion they were in. That was, of course, until Zexion felt unusually warm. With Axel's pressence gone, he felt really, really, uncomfortable. So uncomfortable, he lost his sense.

The cloaked schemer had a very keen sense of smell, and the scent of Demyx drove him mad. It was soft and distant like a retreating wave, yet not as salty. Infact, the sitarist smelled... sweet. Some sort of fruit maybe... strawberry? Blueberry? No, he's more... I'm not...he's... Demyx. Zexion felt almost intoxicated being so close to him, drugged to a point where he was might as well addicted.

Zexion rose his head, his lips lightly brushing against the soft lips the other teen. The smell grew slightly stronger, but the younger teen pulled away and jolted off of Demyx's lap, looking around. Another scent distracted him from Demyx, damn it! It's... He took a light wiff, looking up at the ceiling. Gun power... "Xigbar..."

"Aww...The little dude got me!" the gunman stood not to far from the sitting two, his hands in his pockets. Will the interuptions ever stop?! First Marluxia...then Axel... Now Xigbar!! Zexion glared at Xigbar.

Demyx, on the other hand, was being...well...Demyx. In other words, he was totally confused and his mind was wandering off somewhere out of the World that Never Was. Most likely he was thinking about gold fish, due to the fact he thought like one. He shook his head and squealed, pouncing up at the older nobody. "XIGGYY!!"

What makes him so damn special? Zexion huffed and stood up, glaring at Xigbar. "Oh, dude, you look so fiersome...with your...pink bow...and stuff. Chya, really." Xigbar chuckled and wrapped his arms around Demyx's waist, giving a smirk to the other teen.

Zexion was furiously blushing, he took the pink bow out of his hair and threw it onto the floor, ruffling his hair so it fell back into place and over his eye. "Hurrggghh!! This is pointless!!" Zexion raised his voice and stomped thorugh a portal, yet again. Demyx tore from Xigbar's arms and ran forward, picking up the bow and running through the portal before it faded. "Zexy, Waitt!!'

Xigbar stood alone, yet again, dumfounded.He sighed and shook his head slowly The kid runs to me...but he chases Zex... Chh...I'll get no where like this... Xigbar just smirked as he darted his eyes around and about. This was like another shooting practice, you aim, shoot, and if you miss, you try again. Then again, Xigbar never missed.

As for Demyx, well, the portal lead to the top of thte highest platform in the world. Somewhere on the Tower that Never was... Somewhere silent, dark, and calming.

He turned his head side to side, searching for any sign of movement. "Zexxxyy...Zex. Zex zexx... Where are ya!!" Demyx hollered, huffing lightly.

There was a light giggle, Demyx twitched and turned slowly, seeing a very content Marluxia waving at him. "Hiii Demyy-kun... What a pleasant surprisee..." The pink haired teen purred, crossing his arms. Demyx started to force a smile, but before he could finish, he stepped through a portal, almost running. He did, infact, turn on his shoulder hesitantly, "Bye Marly!!" Then disappeared.

Marluxia stood there for a second then sighed, "That was close..." He said in a more deep, younger tone. In a matter of seconds, Marluxia turned back into his original form, Zexion.

One of Zexion's abilities was to shape shift into another person, their powers, appearance and all. Yet he only used and wanted to use that skill in battle, but this was a battle, right? A battle for Demyx. And Zexion never liked loosing.

Demyx was soon skipping down the halls of the caslte, humming It's a small world To himself. The Sitarist bumped into Luxord, who rasied and eyebrow and smiled. "shouldn't you be with Marluxia?"

"W-WAH?!?! WHERE?! MARLY??!!" Demyx darted around, a bit unsure.

Luxord laughed and patted Demyx's shoulder, shaking his head. "For your dress, love. The dance is tommorow."

"Oooohh!!" Demyx giggled and nodded, waving to Luxord, "Kay! Buh-bai Luxy!" and with that he was gone, Luxord still standing in the middle of the hllway, contently smiling to himself.

Note to self!! AVOID MARLY!! Demyx thought as he huffed to himself, storming down the hallway. That mean, touching, pink-haired, baldy!! He...I... Demyx trailed off, staring into the distance. "What was I doing again?" He mumbled, looking around. Demyx hit himself on the head, "DUHH!! I'M LOOKIN' FOR ZEXY!!!" He howled, smiling as he started to skip down the white halls. "Wait a sec..." Demyx looked around once again, "Which way am I going?"

------mean while-------

I need to know the competition... Zexion thought to himself. In a matter of seconds he was in front on a room labeled X. Without knocking, he opened the door and casually walked in.

Luxord was sitting at his small coffee table reading a book in a forgien language. He took a double glance at Zexion and sighed, setting his book down and leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Can I help you?" The gambler was mearly in a skin-tight white tangtop and black sweats.

Zexion's eyes narrowed, he avoided eye contact before speaking, a blush creeping across his cheeks. "I... I've noticed you've always been... observing... the organization..." He said slowly, careful not to stutter.

"Yes, what of it?" Luxord asked with a raised eye brow.

"I... I want to know of my c-comp...co..."

"Competition for Demyx?" Zexion nodded and luxord leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table and his chin in his palms. "Very well then..."

Luxord motioned his hand and Zexion took that as an invatation to sit down, which he did. "Where to start.. Hmm..."

"I just need Xigar, Axel, and Marluxia..." Zexion blurted out, his blush deepening. Hey, Zexion was still a young teen, not to mention he was new with 'relationships.' He didn't know how else to react.

"Well... Marluxia... No need to worry about him. It's true he's very persuasive... But once he goes for a one night stand... That's all, mate." Zexion nodded, loosening up a bit as if he was relieved.

"But Axel... Well love, he's been Dem-dearest's best friend since the lad joined, or so I've heard." Luxord shook his head slowly, "Not tuh mention, the boy does anything fo' Xigbar... Like the man's his master." Zexion twitched, glaring at the floor. Damn Xigbar...

"Y'hear that? I'm his Best FRIEND... kinda hard to top that." Axel was standing at the doorway, leaning to the side with his arms crossed. "If you think about it, this battle was over before it even started." Axel laughed to himself, smirking at the younger teen.

"Chyaa... Sure dude." Xigbar was upside down, perched on the ceiling. "The kid's TAKEN by my charm, duuhh!!" Xigbar gave a toothy grin the Axel who glared at him.

"Y-you two!?! Why... WHY?!" Zexion groaned, hitting himself with his palm. The other two nobodies payed no attention to this, instead they brought thier argueing outside, closing the door.

Zexion got up to leave, but Luxord stopped him, "Zexion... Demyx is atrracted to your mysterious attitude, mate. You also have a chance."

The cloaked schemer slightly smiled and nodded, without saying goodbye, he left.

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Owwhh... Left...no wait...right... Nuuh... I'm sure it was...uhh...

Demyx was having trouble finding his room. We stumbled through the many rooms, observing each door carefully then moving on to the next. He saw Xigbar and Axel rummaging down the hall, so he just followed them.

Ironicly, they didn't know that the melodious nocturne was stalking ever so closely behind the two.

"You're just useing Demy!! I'M his best friend... I deserve the right to--" Axel was cut off by Xigbars snort.

"To what? OWN THE DUDE?! Pschh... Sorry man, I already OWN his ass. Like a pet, y'know?" Xigbar pointed out, waving his index finger in the air.

"ARE YOU CALLING ME POSSESIVE?!"

"Uhh...No. But now dat you mention eht... DUHH!!" Xigbar laughed.

"Shuddup! I'd rather own ZEXION than be with that bubble-headed DEMYX!!" Axel didn't mean it, he just had a temp blow. He growled, that was, until both of them heard sobbing from behind. They turned slowly, Demyx was there with his head tilted down and his hands rubbing his eyes lightly. Tears fell in small pearls onto the floor.

"Y-you... -hic- B-both...w...w-were..."

"Dem...No...I, we, Xigbar was..." Axel reached out to touch Demyx, but Demyx stepped back and sobbed.

"you... YOU BIG MEANIES!! YOU WERE USING ME!!" Demyx bursted out, tears running down his cheeks from his glossed-ocean blue eyes.

"Dem..Dude we never said--"

"Xiggy... You... you think of me as a pet?!" Demyx tried to look at Xigbar, but was to busy sobbing. "And... Axe... I thought... y-you were...were.. My friend!!" And with that Demyx ran past them, down the hall. Axel and Xigbar stood there with thier mouths gaping open.

"Burned..." Axel murmered, and Xigbar's visible eye twitched.

Demyx ran as fast as he could, one arm over his pouring eyes. He bumped shoulders with Zexion, which slowed him down, but didn't stop him. "Dem--" Bump. "Ehx?" Zexion said as the other teen pushed pass.

Zexion took a small wiff, Tears... Demyx is... Crying... Zexion clentched his fists in rage and stomped down the hall Demyx ran down.

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Sorry it took long to update... Also this is a short chapter.