Tifa blinked at the complete 180 out of left field, knowing that by the glare Cloud gave Aerith, and their own demeanor, that they somehow think that she was in the wrong. And with the fact that they heard what Aerith was saying, it meant that what she said to Yuffie was wrong, in that case. Put the two together, and it wasn't hard to guess. What else could it be? She just couldn't believe it. So they agree with her that her breasts were what makes her who she is to guys, and anything else is sh!t? Do they even know what was it exactly that Yuffie said? In other words, what, Cloud fell in love with her chest? Because that's exactly what he was saying by doing what he was now. She knew men were damn ignorant and shallow, but she never predicted him to be one of them. Guess you never know a person until the time is right. It didn't stop her from being hurt, however, and she stared listlessly with her eyes shaking at the two males. That was the biggest stab and blow Cloud could have done. She didn't show how upset she was of their actions, nevertheless, because of what they were doing, there's no way she was going to show that weakness in front of them. Biting her lip, and blinking her eyes as to hold back the water building, she simply gave a stern nod, a sardonic smile on her face, crossing her arms tightly to stop her hands from shaking. "Fine. Be happy with being ******bags. Rot in hell." With that, she turned on her heel, and walked off down the hall hurriedly, her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression angry, yet she let the tears fall then, hidden away as she felt a great sense of betrayal. And for the first time, she was feeling a negative emotion she had never experienced with Cloud before. Hate. She hated him. If he wanted to side with Yuffie, let him be if she didn't mean anything, she didn't want to hear from any of them. B@stards. Aerith just watched the turn of events, and was quite startled to find that now she was given a dirty look for whatever reason she deserved it for. So, what was it? They thought Yuffie was right? That a chest makes a woman to men, and any other things to like were ignored in that perspective? Sure, some will like Tifa at first glance in a form of attraction, but the only reason to even bother to get to know her? It wasn't even the fact that Yuffie said it, but the way she said it. She never expected this decision from them to actually choose, it didn't matter whether it was correct or not in anyone's mind. This just raised things because now, it was more of a wider crack because one side was feeling betrayed, and the cycle would not end. And in a way, Aerith felt turned back on as well. She understood Yuffie, but it didn't make her in the right to say a hurtful thing in the first place, and if they think that's the right path to a wrong, then...good for them. Seeing Tifa leave after a few choice words, she really couldn't help but feel sympathy for the girl as well. She was sharp, and she knew the fact that her friend was being affected by this, and since the other two were basically abandoning her for the other, she wasn't going to let Tifa be alone because of blind men stupidity. Frowning, she stared at Cloud with a simple and casual raised eyebrow, eyeing him coldly as she remarked, "I hope you enjoyed being in love with her tits." With that said, without another glance, she then followed out to chase Tifa, who rounded a corner already and disappeared. Her eyes widened when she actually thought back on what she said as she half ran, surprised with herself for...saying such a thing. Never had she thought she would be the least bit vulgar. Shaking that off, she reached the end of the hall where Tifa had gotten to the right, and headed there as she passed the corner, spotting the black haired girl, who seemed to be wiping her face. "Tifa!"
>.> <.< >.> <.< ..... I'm Watari? How did that came out to be? xP. And I'm right in character too. Can't believe I actually made a apearance. BUT THIS STORY IS AWESOME =3. Is freaking hilarious, and I can't help but laugh at all the scenes in some way, especially when thinking of KH-Vids members themselves. Keep going with this, I want to read the next chapter, which I'll be waiting for, when you're listo.
Xemnas. Is not only that the plan was better, and whose wasn't. In the end, both had flaws, that while in the long run, the work put into it was positive and going as predicted, the actual consequences after was not considered. Even if Marluxia did succeed in taking control of Sora, there are others that will get in the way of that, and unless he also had a plan about what to do with the members if they join Xemnas's side, that's also something to go over. In Xemnas's case, it wasn't so bad, it will bring his members their hearts, but the main problem of that was, as figured by the end of KH2, is the misuse of power, and who knows whether his mind will change on what to do with it later on as he gets some kind of complex. That, and Sora and co., will not have let it happen. Coming from that, I'm basing this on actual respect and power. With Marluxia being the 11th member, is hard to actually get the praising he wanted, even with the castle in his hands (which might have even been a secret scheme of Xemnas to corner him, possibly, due to suspicion). I'm certain everyone obeyed at some point when it didn't alter what they plan or do, yet with the rest, or those loyal members, betrayal just wasn't going to go through. And who knows if the rest will deem him worthy to be seen as a leader. I'm sure a few will disagree, or will plain out dislike the idea. Such as Vexen, who wasn't budging until Marluxia actually added Xemnas in the picture, and that was the end of complaining from the scientist as he was basically scared as hell. This is where power and presence start. I do give Marluxia credit for even thinking of going against the Superior of the group, but while he has presence and skills in cold leadership the same way, he just isn't as powerful as Xemnas, or seen as such a high member for the rest to be passive about it. Is why he needed Sora to achieve the goal to take over. He couldn't do it alone. Xemnas can turn them into Dusk when he feels like it, order other wto kill traitors if need and dispose of them, and they will do so despite doubts or second thoughts, because there is no other choice. Death is obvious for all those in the equation, and Xemnas has the ability to do so. It depends on each, some might give him respect out of fear, and won't dare go against orders, or some actually do admire him, or some just put up with it in the hopes of getting their hearts (I think this is where Axel fits, and Demxy in this one and the one before it). Either way, is obvious that Xemnas has the upper hand, that not even Sora could defeat him alone and had to have Riku to help. This is what Xemnas has above Marluxia. He has more leader qualities and has the tools, and perhaps knowledge of just how to keep everyone in check. Maybe if Marluxia had his own gang, perhaps, but not Organization XIII by that point. There were some loyal ones inside that will shield.
OOC: I'm not sure what is it exactly that you wnat me to say about Yuffie :/ I don't know much about her, except that she's a sneaky ninja, and very hyper and cheerful, and friendly. Kind of straighforward, and you're doing that just fine. "Yes, Tifa, that is enough..." Aerith agreed, rubbing her eyes almost exhaustingly as she laid the back of her head in the wall she was resting on. She wasn't going to really leave Yuffie, it was just a much needed break from the tension, yet she didn't know she will heading into another one. "But did you hear-!" "Yes, we all did," she interrupted politely and gently, her green eyes staring at her nerve wracking brunette haired friend, in some form of kind understanding. "But violence against violence won't solve anything, if not, just make it worse, and what then? We'll break apart? One of you have to be the bigger person, and it seems Yuffie isn't going to be it. Just calm down, words are words. You know, I know, Cloud knows, that it isn't true at all. So don't think on it so much, you're a great girl, Tifa. And your boobs aren't the main reason why. It's just a added bonus." She smiled playfully. She blinked, her demeanor slightly changing at Aerith's nice compliments to her as she explained, and she knew she wasn't just saying it to say it. Tifa could see it in the reflection of her eyes that she meant every word, and in the end, like some kind of spell, she really did feel a bit more...relaxed. She was still mad, and wanting to somehow break something, anything, and she wanted to talk head to head with Yuffie, but Aerith did have a point. Everyone knew she wasn't based on her chest, right? Cloud loved her for who she was, and so did her friends. Slightly composing herself, she smirked amusingly, shaking her head. Maybe it wasn't good to just barge in and kick Yuffie's @ss. It was best to maybe slap her depending on what the girl had to say, if she will say anything. Letting out her breath, she held Aerith's gaze, "Fine...yet I still want to go swimming. We can ditch her." Tifa saw her friend frown at her, but what? She was yet to even think of Yuffie as a friend anymore because of what she said, and as it is, this wasn't the first time she ever had to deal with her somehow getting in the way. That, and she did want to go to the pool. It wasn't good to let a bad situation hang over them and spoil and destroy their plan. While it was quite shameful to do that to the short haired girl, she really just..argh. "Just cool off, Tifa. I know you're not happy with Yuffie at the minute, or the moment, or for a long while, yet it will be unfair to just abandon her like that, and I know you know that, and do not want to do it. That's your anger and hurt talking. She seemed cheerful when I first came, and I think is cruel..." Aerith stated, not at all thinking that this was a great move, or even one that should even be suggested. They all prepared to go, as did Yuffie, so she wasn't going to make the ninja feel more left out. Trying to think of a way to fix this, her sight immediately went to Cloud, though she wasn't sure whether to speak to him after her contemplations before. Yet, Yuffie was very close to him, and there might be a chance to gloss this over. Taking a deep breath as her chest fluttered, and at the same time, ached, she stared straight at him, adding in a quiet voice, "Cloud? Maybe you should attempt to speak to her...she's really bonded with you, and you might get through to her..."
Axel waited until Shigiku and himself carefully managed to make her hang on to his back again, this time, he was hoping, with her having more of a firm clutch . He sighed heavily, feeling exhausted, and he stood there without moving for a while to clear his mind off and to relax his active nerves. Reminding himself of the hazard that lasting here will bring, he began to start climbing up, though now, things were much harder for him, and he found himself twitching and wincing, trying to hold back the pain. His whole left arm, the one he used to catch Shigiku, was aching, precisely more on his shoulder. Every time he moved, a sharp agony went through his very bones, making him hiss every once in a while. It was also troubling with his keeping his balance, as he could barely raise it up, and it took enough will for his fingers to hold on tight. Harboring it in, however, he went up and up, in a equaled pace, until he found his hand going inside a wide opening, and the feeling of leveled ground was under his palm. Staring up, he eyed in glee that he had made it, and without wasting a moment's breath, he scrambled into the entryway, lifting his body with his good right arm and with the help of Tiffany, until he found himself safe in the floor of a hall. He dragged himself as best as he could from the elevator shaft, and let out a tired breath, sitting right up as he came close to a wall. He closed his eyes, resting just a little as now the worse was over, and they "hit land", so to speak. Axel had felt Shigiku shaking and even heard a whimper a few times before, and he felt a sort of guilt drench him, regretting talking to her like that, venting out his own frustrations. Hearing a slight crackle as he moved his good arm, he looked down, spotting the white bag where the medicine and ointments he had gotten were. Strange. With all the stuff that had been going on, he had forgotten he had it with him all throughout it. And it also reminded him of Larxene...how was she doing with the burns on her wrists? Was the cream working for her? Shaking the bag off him, and placing it on the floor, he was about to talk to Shi, his Pumpkin, that is, until it was interrupted. "Oh my God, are you alright?" Tiffany asked the two of them in panic, as she hurriedly crouched down in front of both, studying them deeply with worried eyes. It was hard to describe the terror she had felt when she watched that child fall, it just sent a chill down her spine, and made her numb, her heart flipping over to her throat, and making her feel sick with concern. If Axel hadn't acted fast enough to catch her...she didn't even want to think about the tragedy. Ruffling the girl's pink hair softly in comfort with her hand, noting she was upset, she then went to Axel, tracing the side of his handsome face gently with her fingers, almost in a soothing massage, until her thumb trailed over to his lips, her desire messing with her at the wrong time. When he stared at her though, all she spotted was blankness. It didn't rattle her, however, as she headed to a anxious spree again as the scene replayed. "You could've gotten killed! If you didn't grab her..." "We're fine..." Axel muttered raspily, cutting her off, not wanting to hear any nagging right now. He just took the while to be at peace, and he watched nonchalantly as Tiffany, hesitantly nodded, continuing with her exploration of his face. He didn't want to be touched this way, at least not by her, because by this point, it had to stop. He never expected a relationship to begin over a one time intercourse night, and while it was good and all, that was just mainly to fulfill his lust to "get some", since so far, he was stuck with a group of men, and no girl to release the tension with. Of course, he had flirted with others, though it never gotten as far as he had wanted, as these women wanted to wait a little while longer together for more formality and bondage, and he wasn't looking for anything serious, so he mostly scrapped it. Axel thought that Tiffany had experience to know that this wouldn't go anywhere, and she really needed to know where they stand. They had talked and hung out in the past, but that's as long as he was willing to go. He was attracted to her, and really, he didn't mind the caress, but the only female he had to come to love was Shigiku, heart or no heart: in the way of how a father loves a child, and that was the most precious person to him now, other than Roxas, and partly Naminé. He somehow felt like one was missing from that list...though he couldn't fathom who, he just...his gut was telling him something that he couldn't comprehend. Who else matters to him? It wasn't Tiffany...it didn't lead to her, he knew... Either way, his thoughts got distracted when he found the said girl going down his neck, and thinking he should check over the small lady and to break this, he asked, "Can you get a water bottle from the suitcase...?" "Hmm?" she hummed as she retracted by her hand, tilting her head at the suggestion, and she saw him shift his eyes to the back, aiming at Shigiku. In understanding, she nodded again in return, thinking that, of course, one of them had to be thirsty, if not, both. Getting up, she then walked to the packs of baggage, already knowing where the water was, and going to get two. With her busy with that, Axel then focused his attention to the person behind him, glancing apologetically over his shoulder as his left arm was now fully limped and useless, hearing a crack back way when he was done climbing. So it was either sprained or broken. Loosening up Shigiku from his back so she could let go, he somewhat turned his body sideways, and suddenly went to emrbace her head with his good arm, hugging her tenderly, noticing tears. "I'm sorry, Shi...I didn't mean to talk to you like that. But we're okay now..." He trailed off there, his eyes growing wide when he felt the hot temperature coming off of her. Had the fever gone up? Roxas saw at the corner of his eyes, that Axel had gone inside the last floor of where the elevator made its last stop, and he and Shigiku disappeared. That was good, because then, Naminé will go after as she was under them. They wil all be fine...
LAZY AFTERNOONS (Roxas) THE AFTERNOON STREETS (Sora) Just so people don't have to search for it, so they can decide right here, and know which one ^^;. For the topic, is kind of hard to choose. I love Roxas's more calm and soothing one, but I like Sora's melody, truthfully. I enjoy it. In the end, I suppose I'd go for The Afternoon Streets (probably the lowest) as my vote. Both are very pretty though, in my opinion.
I LOOOOOVE them xP. For the standard uniform of a group, is the most fitting, and while it may seem quite plain, is the style of it and the daunt color of black that really brings it, and it also works to keep them from being detected and protecting them from darkness when travelling the Dark Corridors, so they're not useless either. I definitely like the outfit, and really, the actual members really bring the actual coolness into them, the way it swooshes when they fight, and it appears bad@ss and mysterious. Is like back in Roxas in Deep Dive, where we never knew who he was, and kept being so graceful. I also like the differences some of them have. Like, for example, Axel, Demyx, and Xigbar, have tight sleeves, instead of the loose ones like everybody else for their choosing. And the females, get their own high heeled black boots, and their pants, if Larxene is anything to go by when she kicked Sora, are tight. They are like spandex, from what I saw. The one the guys wear are much loose and normal blacck pants, of course, that will be...disturbing otherwise >.>. Roxas like Zexion, has the clown boots too. I just want to know where the hell they come from. And how they are in perfect size for eveyone? Does Xemnas sew them or something? Is it a collection?
G'Night, Pyrɸ-chan! I should be heading to bed too, now that I think about. So, goodnight, everyone, who's here >.>.
Janexna pouted. "But that's Demy-kun. I don't want him to work too much." With that, she gave a small smile to the adorable Organization member, before walking the rest of the way back to the Defendants desk in a hurry, knowing she was perhaps disrupting the testimony, though it was really their turn anyway. Fixing her hair up a little as she stared up at the items in the table, she went to slightly take them off the top of the white box. Glancing at Zack, she muttered, "Thanks. And I have nothing to ask of the witness. Don't know for Xelax." Focusing back on the meals, she first made sure her Ice Latte was safe and secure, before breaking up the food Xelax ordered one by one in a very tight way, starting with his drink as she slammed it in front of his side. "There's your white mocha frappachino, the Kerns Nectar Guayaya flavor, or whatever the heck it is." Two more items. "The Tutti Frutti flavored Juaritos. And the Wasabi Flavored Funyuns." It was there she began to take out things that were foiled. "The six inch Meatball Marinara with provalone cheese and Jalepeño bread. They didn't put too much in as you said." With that, she then dug around her purse still perched on her shoulder, and then drew out the small box, throwing it at Xelax, thinking he would catch it. "Oh. And your Tums. I had to go to many places for you, you know. If it wasn't for that HAWT guy who gave me his number nice young man who was kind enough to help, I would've never made it." What was in the big white box remained a mystery, because she took her time to sit down, and relax, putting her hand bag back on the floor, before taking her own Ice Latte drink, and the Gyro she brought with her. It turned out she was quite hungry too. Unwrapping the straw, she started to mess with the whipped cream, using it to put the white delicacy in her mouth. After a few tastes in seconds, it was there she dug the straw all the way to the bottom, mixing the caramel and sugar with the actual latte and ice cubes, so it wouldn't be too bitter.
That would be Bubbles. Yay! :P The redhead is Blossom, never liked her (snooty), while the green is Buttercup. Man, I feel 10 yeard old again. Is weird that I don't like Blossom, I always go for the red/pink ones, and the leader. But she...she just annoys me.
Nuuuu D:. I mean, English and History are the only subjects I passed with a breeze. Simple. Ad yes, they are =3. My fave was always bubbles. I'm guessing yours , if you have one, would be Buttercup?
Saïx's Claymore. I LOVE the color scheme, for one, and the carvings made it quite wonderful to look at, more so when he opens it, and out pops the spikes, around the Nobody symbol, but it reminds me of a star, and the surrounding is in response to the brigthness and shine of it. Is my first and foremost favorite. It looks way better in-game. I just really like the design. It's almost impossible to think that's a actual claymore. Axel's chakrams, are the runner ups. This has to be the most amazing type of chakram design I have ever seen, the mixture of red, black, and metal, and it's mostly how how he usses them that contributes to it. The style is cool, and awesome, basically. Just look at them. It is befitting. Others: Would be Marluxia's scythe, because of the concept of the pink flower, and the base as the green stem, and when you do look at it, is quite the work of art, pretty. For a scythe, is a wicked look, though not one to fit a man >.<. Marluxia somehow makes it work for him in manliness, for some reason. I definitely can't see anyone else wielding that thing and not appear awkward. And the next, will be Larxene's kunai. Simple, yet elegant, and this is where the color scheme also plays out. Is the type of design you'll see on a female. Other than Roxas's Keyblades, and those mentioned, the other weapons don't impress me that much. Although the Star Wars sabers are quite the standard.
I took History. Kind of odd, but is one of the subjects I actually passed easily other than English. Science was kind of a breeze too, when it came sto exams or test, the teachers gave you a packet that had the answers to study :D. It was class work you had to do, but it was nice class work :D. Gah, did I love my teachers. I always got the nice ones ever since I started school her, back in like, first grade. Don't mind me, I'm in a Powerpuff mood >.>. Childhood reminiscence.
Aerith paused there, for the first time, giving her a glare, before smiling sardonically, and shrugging. The attitude was unlike her, but by this point, there was only so much a person can take. This was her breaking point. She just didn't know what else to say. "I'm not going to be your living wall to take your anger out with. I said what I needed to. So yeah, I will take that leave, thanks." With one last glance, she turned around, her long, white skirt flowing, and walked off, opening the door, a little high strung at the moment. She remembered what Leon told her, but she needed a break for just a second from the room, and within a moment, she stepped out, shutting the door behind her. It was there her emerald eyes met the two males, and Tifa. In her blind rush, she forgot that she was basically dressed in her pink, revealing bikini top, something that she would've covered normally. In the thought of that, she casually wrapped her arms around herself, leaning on the wall. Tifa laid still for a few seconds, cathing her breath, but she was about to make a beeline for the door once Cloud let go, as she felt him start to loosen his grip. Beginning to stomp over to the door when she was free fast, still heated and needing to vent, she only stopped when she saw the knob turning and the clicking sound it made, and soon, out popped Aerith, who she met face to face with. The first thing she saw was what she was wearing, the female very dressed for the occasion. The style of the outfit was pretty, with the rose colored bikini top, with a darker shade of a cherry blossom in one chest cup, and the gorgeous white skirt she was wearing, with pink flip-flops to match, and her long hair in a braid. It kind of distracted her, her mind now thinking of how much of a mess she looked. She really didn't bother to change her clothes. Reminding herself of what was happening now again, she eyed the girl, hearing the answer she had given, and glad she didn't take Yuffie's side. Not that she would take hers either, but as long as she was neutral, it was fine with her. Frowning, she then asked Aerith in a tight tone, her dirty look settled at the door, "How's the little girl?" "Really?" Axel replied absentmindedly to her words, his thoughts somewhere else, only after his small surprise of her looping her arm around his, getting close as they went to the boardwalk and stepped up to the wooden path. He kind of tensed, as people can get the wrong impression like this as if she was his...girlfriend, and already a elderly couple was smiling at them in reflection. Axel didn't loosen from the hold though, aware that his body and skin didn't mind the touch due to the lustful desire he now held for her, but the whole thing made him kind of awkward. The last thing he wanted to do was to be unfaithful to Larxene...again, especially after he ruined a night that started out so well for them, and he was only beginning to learn self-control after he was stopping the habit of his...one-night stands. The bad nauseating feeling on his stomach and the worry of what would happen once he returned to the school, was starting to fade away slowly too, the less he kept his mind on it. It still kind of made him edgy, yet....he really was being bad company right now, just when Rei was trying to help, he could tell. Rubbing one eye with his free hand as he gave a deep sigh, he looked around the vicinity, seeing opened clothing stores and ice cream shops almost everywhere, but at times, there were restaurants, a steak house, some fast food, game stands where you can win a Wii and other expensive assortments, and far off down, he could see the gigantic building of the casino on the edge, close to the amusement park. There was also a Club here somewhere, he had gone to it a few times himself. Thinking he should make up for his lack of answer before, Axel went to say, somewhat jokingly, "So, the pretzels are first, so that means you waste munny now." He smirked at her, before looking at the front to see where to go buy them, only to frown when he spotted someone familiar, with long, soft, light brown hair, the perfect body wrapped up in a skimpy, blue bikini, chest over-sized and round, and he definitely knew her. Well, what do you know? Speaking of one night stands...by damn, such a delightful and perfect time to haunt him. Freezing, he quickly stopped Rei from moving, and went to turn them both around before he was spotted. Not now, not now, not now... "AXEL!" He twitched. Aw, f****, f****, f****, why can't God ever be damn good to him, and let her remain blind! Sh!t! WHY, Why, of all days possible, did one of them had to be here? Why? Reluctantly, he turned back around, a forced smile in his face as he saw her heading towards him, waving, trying his best not to look at Rei as the girl left her group of friends. "Denise! Wow, how are you doing...?" He cleared his throat uncomfortably. Wait. Was her name Denise? Or was that the other brown haired girl? Hmm. Ah well. He was positive he had it right this time. Denise was the type of girl that cannot be forgotten, even when drunk. In the nasty and naughty way. OOC: Random filler character for the WINZ!
Axel, when having Shigiku's confirmation, did let go in the trust of what she was doing, and quickly composed himself with both hands before the other slipped off, just once second away. If he lasted any longer, he and Shigiku will go down. And even then, he could probably save himself somehow, but he didn't think he'll be able to live with himself to have let his daughter die. Never. Resting his forehead in the surface of the wall from the stress, shutting his eyes hard as he attempted to calm himself, he regained his proper breathing. Shigiku falling that way almost gave him such a fright, that he would've had a heart attack if he actually had a heart to have a attack with. Yet what's worse, is that his whole body, if not only his arm, ached, and his shoulder when he moved it gave a sharp agony, enough to make him hiss. If you ever caught a falling body while they go down at the rate of gravity, then force the weight up, most would understand the after affect. It was too bad that he wasn't going to stop using it for now. Reopening his green eyes in determination, clouding away the hurt, and with a tight frown, he went back to look under at the little girl, moving his painful arm, to grab her under one armpit. Sounding more rough and harsh than usual, even cold, he told her, "Shigiku, listen to me again. Everytime I tug you up, crawl on my body as I help you, one by one, until you reach my back, by then, grab hold TIGHT again. And damn it, Shigiku! I mean it this time. HOLD ON. Do I make myself clear, girl? DO I?" Roxas, spotting that Shigiku managed to grab hold, sighed, his body shuddering a little at the thought of what might've happened, and the release of the petrified sense of the situation. Taking his time to cool himself now that Shigiku was safe for the moment, he focused his eyes back on top, noticing that Axel won't be able to move properly while the little girl was grabbing at his waist, close to his legs, more so because it was dangerous. Of course, it was only done for the emergency that Axel was about to fall off himself, yet now, they all stopped to see what was next. He kind of winced, however, when his friend spoke so icily to Shigiku, it was hard not to hear anything in the shallow cave that was the elevator shaft, everything echoed. And Axel's tone really did. Despite that, he also understood why Axel did so, or why he was acting that way subsconciously. It was the typical attitude of a parent, because of their high intensity, the nerves acting up, and the worry that went on. It was why when a child goes missing, or doesn't call, the parents when knowing they are fine, get relieved, and give them hugs and kisses, but once it sinks in, they got angry, yell, and punish you. It was the type of bipolarism every kid should be aware of. Roxas didn't really know. He was just basing this on the movies he watched.
Larxene knew she probably killed the mood. Partly, because, with her experience, she knew that once you get it on, you never stop, or else the fun dwindles and all that's left is awkwardness. In other words, your partner could take that you're unsure, that they're forcing themselves on you, or either, that what he/she was doing was not hitting the mark as it should be. There can be other reasons as well. Yet, she was aware she messed up at one point. It was a bad move. It wasn't like she could help it, however, once the thought of how far they would go got caught in the air. She became uncertain, not positive whether she should or not, and she didn't know how much Axel wanted this, or what he would think of her depending on her decision. Would he think her a prude if she said no, or a...whore if she said yes, for going so fast? Females get enough slack for sleeping around already, while with guys, they can do it from the age of ten and keep going, and nobody says bull. That was how society was. She relaxed a little though when he began rubbing her back, as if waiting for her, and she smiled weakly despite herself. Larxene almost felt regretful. Almost. Concluding that the route of the problem was what would be Axel's opinion on her, she slowly fluttered her blue eyes opened, peeking at him from her head on his shoulder, and she waited a little while as her arms were around his strong waist. Maybe this could help her decide, if not now, in the future, so as to not be unsure. Sighing, she lifted her head up, staring at him, not exaclty knowing what to say. Still, close to him, she blinked her eyes shut again for a second, before reopening them to say in a low, hesitant voice, "Do...do you want to do it?" Larxene somehow felt she was sounding stupid, and frowned, but it was already out, so might as well. Pausing for a moment, she went to add, "What do you think about me waiting or not?" She winced inwardly, feeling slightly disgusted with herself. Goodness, how she hated hearing herself speak that way. It was best if she just never said anything at all. Yet, in the end, it was also bad if you can't trust or talk things over to understand the actual situation more. "I...well, isn't it that two wrongs don't make a right? Should we really get revenge? It won't help things...and we still don't know what happened, and who was the culprit. The Genie can also help clean the mess, anyway," Naminé kind of suggested, hearing the talk between both Sephiroth and Seifer, though her attention was still focused on Kairi. She still couldn't quite grasp that their store literally burned down, nonexistent, now rubble, and now...she had no job. For a few minutes, depending on when the Genie gets here. Waving the auburn haired girl over, still slightly shocked and stunned, she called again in a hurried voice, "Kairi!"
Keep that one especially, because some of my classmates and myself learned that too late once we reached Senior year. Trust me. When teachers say at the beginning that good grades are important, they're not kidding. If you want to get into a good university or college, at times, you need a acquired high Grade Point Average. In my Senior year, everyone was asking for grades constantly as the students worried, and even my English teacher joked, "Now after three years they are important, right?" xD. HS isn't that bad, really. Unless you don't have backstabbing friends, or a girl hating on you, and all those other problems, is a good time. Try not to party too much >.>. You don't want to be like those over dramatic themes of movies about drugs and violence, and addiction, as truth as they are. Choose friends wisely. That's even a rule in elementary school. Freshman and Sophomore year are easy, all you really have to do is midterms and finals. Really, don't fret. AT ALL. Junior year is the toughest/busiest, as that's when you start to plan out what you're going to do, take a state exam probably, focus on the SAT, and start applying for college. Senior year will then go back to Freshman and Sophomore like before, not much to do (because your classes will go down to even four a day, because stuff like Science and History are required only three years (though it is a good idea to go higher and keep on if you want to, more credits), while English and Math are four, depending on your school. Unless you take AP classes), only more fun :D. Don't slack in your studies though.
Axel stared on top, seeing a bit in relief as Tiffany stepped through the entrance on all fours, and disappeared from sight, signaling that she finally got into the last floor where the elevator made its final passage down, and that they were almost there themselves. It wasn't any second longer that her head popped to peer down at them, waiting, though it was at that second that he heard a ruffle, and before he knew it, Shigiku lost her grip and slid dowm his back so fast that he didn't even have any chance to be shocked or his mind to process what was happening. Hearing her scream of terror, it woke him up, and without thinking, he took one hand off the wall, and with a swift move, caught Shigiku's wrist tight as she fell, making his arm hurt as the tug felt like his joint was misplaced in his shoulder. Wincing, as now her life depended on his clasp with the one hand left and his feet, he hung on as the little girl dangled back and forth in mid-air, the only thing keeping her from going down being him. He wasn't going to pretend and say this was easy. It was incredibly tough to just hold on without the use of two, but by hell, he wasn't going to let go. Trying really hard to put in as much strength as he was capable of, he remained there, sweat glistening in his forehead as he strained to keep her from dying. Axel was now scared to the pits of hell, and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't move up with only one hand, that was a stupid risk, yet Shigiku wasn't to be sacrificed. His breathing quickening as he grunted, shutting his eyes hard from the struggle, his arm literally shook, as well as his body, as he pulled her up, reeled her in, gravity not helping. Axel was seriously surprised he was lasting this long without a proper balance, but he kept rising Shigiku like he was doing weights, gritting his teeth, and it wasn't until she reached around hsi thigh, that he felt his fingers slowly slipping off the wall. Alarm now, he exclaimed at her hurriedly, "Shigiku! Try to grasp on to my waist, hips, leg, anything! AND STAY THERE! Hurry!" Roxas almost jerked his head and made it crack when he heard the scream, this time, not belonging to Naminé. Shocked, his eyes went up right away to see Shigiku hanging on by the string of Axel's arm, and all he could feel was the air in his lungs leaving him as he watched helplessly. Gaping, stunned, he paused his movements at the sight, knowing he was uselss in doing anything to help because he was all the way on the bottom from where they were. His mouth taking the form of a thin line, in fright, he glared determinedly at his best friend, trusting him. Keep the grip, Axel...keep it, damn it... He saw as the redhead successfully hooked her in as he lifted her up, his face flushed from the exertion and work, and Roxas could see he was taking much of his effort. It was amazing enough he was holding on the wall with one hand already, but scientifically, he supposed, it wouldn't last long. And as if on cue, he heard him yell to Shigiku about hanging anywhere on his body in panicked voice. Come on, Shigiku.
>.> <.< *shifts eyes* I never passed that. I was so close, and only a stupid number left. Seriously, They should've given that to me. I don't have my license for being lazy so far. I really should take the exam again in the Motor Vehicle building for the...third time <--- didn't bother studying. Nyak. I never study alot in life. I don't know, it gets boring, and then there's the computer, and the televison, the cell when friends call, or a song is stuck in my head, and I need to...stop from the books.
Axel didn't bother to take for cover, or go find a shelter, as it rained cats and dogs so hard, that it drummed on his head, the rain so thick you could barely see, and the sky rumbling with thunder, and lighting up with strikes of lightning. Rays of white blue rampaging across the sky, and sometimes, down into the sea like a flash of electric current. He had backed away from the waves, as they were like beasts, rushing up high upon the sands of the island, rising high and low, and swirling with the rough winds and the disturbance of nature. That was another thing...the wind. It was blowing in such a lethal way, that he was kind of surprised that he was still standing. Either way, he jus stood there, feeling quite refreshed from the heat before, as his whole body was drenched, wet, wet, wet. His usual spiky red hair was hanging down a little, but it was too stubborn to remain weak against the dampness at the same time. Axel didn't understand why he even bothered getting off so the waves won't hit him, it wouldn't make a difference, really, except that it was salt water. His tank top stuck to him like a second skin, his trench coat wet under his arm, and yet, he wasn't concerned with storms. Or lightning, he had to live with Larxene, after all. So, he just sat down on the now soggy sand, and took it easy, letting the rain fall down on him as he smirked. The rest were probably all hiding. Naminé found a small, very shallow cave, right close to a small stream with fresh water, and she stayed there, the rain dripping down on the rocks and ground like the own sky was breaking. She only got a bit wet on her way to finding shelter, and as she inwardly winces at the clash of thunder, she really did wonder now where everyone was after the gummi ship crashed. She had spent the beginning of her life alone, so being here by herself was not unusual to her, yet at times like this, when there was no sure protection, she was at a loss. It wasn't like she was a fighter. While her power over memories were great, that was more mental than physical. Wrapping her arms around herself as she brought her knees up, quite cold now because of the atmosphere, she waited this out as she rested her head, not sure how long was it going to last.
