An Intense Situation - [Chapter One: PG-13]
Once upon a time, a ship crashed. Only eleven survived. And when they awoke, they realized two very important things. They were not alone... and the island they fortuitously landed upon was much more than it appeared.
Notes: This is an RP done between sakura443 and myself. It's rated anywhere from PG-13 to NC-17, and be warned - this rp contains plot, humor, and ridiculous amounts of fluff. If you can't handle it, then. Well. You shouldn't be reading it.
- CHAPTER ONE -
Xemnas was the first to awaken. His head felt kind of hazy, and his whole body felt as though it was... floating? That would be perfectly reasonable, of course, considering that he was. He tried to turn over in the shallow water, coughing quietly. "That's right..." He murmured, climbing to his knees and crawling up the beach of the island that he had apparently landed on. "A storm threw us upon the rocks.... our ship..." Xemnas looked around... there had been other people on the ship. Had they made it out alive, too?
Vexen felt groggy... and in pain. Lots of pain. Oh yeah... so good. Soooo good. He groaned and pushed himself up, feeling shooting pains all up and down his body. Mother of fuck. What happened?
"Welcome back to the land of the living, Fag." Larxene drawled from where she was splayed out on the sand near Vexen. "I was afraid I'd have to dispose of another dead body." She, too, was in large amounts of pain. But she expressed it by being a bitch. .... then again, she expressed herself by being a bitch all the time.
Vexen glared at her. He didn't know what part of that insult to respond to, so he settled for saying, "Too bad you didn't stay dead, I was looking forward to some peace and quiet... for once."
"Auughhhh..." Axel groaned and blinked. Then he realized he was currently lying on top of something squishy... he tried to roll off, and shouted out in pain. Okay, that was a bad idea.
Roxas groaned in pain, something jabbing into his chest. "Whaddafuck, Sora..." He tried to push the lump off, but there was no strength in his arms. Cracking his eyes open he focused on whatever was on top of him, all he saw was red. "Uhhn? You're... not Sora..."
"Damn straight I'm not," Axel muttered back, wincing. That hurt.
And then he snapped into wakefulness, squirming out from underneath Axel. "Sora! Cloud! Namine!" He called, trying to fight his way to his feet. "Where... are they..." the sand slipped about underneath him and he fell back to the ground, coughing loudly. "Don't leave me alone..."
Axel groaned loudly. "AUGH. Kid! That fuckin' hurt!"
Larxene snorted. "Oh, Fuck you, Fairy princess. I'm glad to see you're alive, too." She rolled her eyes, sitting up and leaning back on her hands. "So, you think we'll find any interesting corpses?"
Vexen shrugged. "Possibly. This is a shipwreck, in case you hadn't noticed."
"I was being sarcastic, you crazy dipstick." She said, massaging her temples. "Hhnn.... My brain feels like my uterus on the wrong day of the month."
Vexen winced. "I really didn't need to know that, thank you."
Roxas curled up on the beach, mostly ignoring the pained cries of the redhead who had formerly been on top of him. He began to cry quietly, though not loud enough for Axel to hear. "What if... they're gone...."
Xaldin was not happy. Mainly because it was a Thursday. Secondly, the ship he was on crashed into a reef and sank. This was not going to be a good week, he knew it.
Behind the next rock, there was... something. It was quite unclear as to what that something was... it might possibly be a person. A very bloody person, who was barely breathing, with black and gray hair strewn everywhere in scraggly waves.
Figuring that the day couldn't be any worse, Xaldin stood up and took a stroll. It was a very short stroll, however, considering that he ran into someone who was probably bleeding out and missing an eye. "Jesus fucking cock on a rock!" He said, kneeling down and checking to see if whomever it was was still alive.
"Nnngh..." The man hissed out in pain. ".....do not want..."
Namine was in massive amounts of pain. The last thing she remembered was Sora shoving her in the life jacket, and then Cloud put her into the lifeboat.... She must of hit her head, because she passed out shortly after that and she just woke up... "Sora? Roxas!!!" She called, looking around. "Cloud!! Where are you?"
Zexion stood up, feeling slightly battered but none the worse for wear... and gulped as he realized he was totally alone. He started to panic, looking left and right and trying to choose a direction to walk in, because maybe if he walked he'd find something other than sand and water and rocks.... he chose the slightly less-hazardous-looking direction and took off, huddling in on himself and attempting to calm down.
Xaldin carefully picked up the man, carrying him out of the sand and setting him on a flat rock. "You're... wow, what the fuck happened to you?" The man was a mess, and... his first aid skills were pretty limited. "Goddamnit..."
"Oh fuck..." Xigbar finally opened his one good eye, which was a startling bright yellow. ".....shit," he breathed, a grin curling over his face. "Heaven really does exist."
"...." Xaldin was silent for a moment, staring at the smaller man. "You know, if you weren't already injured, I'd hit you."
"And here I thought you couldn't get any sexier."
"Oh, fuck you with a cheese grater."
"Yes please."
"God, you're retarded. That would hurt a fuckton." Xaldin facepalmed before... *SIGH* taking off his shirt to use it to stem the flow of blood from some of the wounds. "I'm Xaldin, by the way."
"Maybe so, but then I can hurt as much inside as I do out... oooh..." he winced when Xaldin touched him.
Namine was alone... she was alone... peeling off the life jacket, she rolled onto her side. And that's when she saw someone else. A boy? Yes. It was a boy. But it wasn't Sora, or Riku, or Roxas... "Hey!" She called quietly, sitting up and brushing some sand off her dress. "Who.... Who're you?"
Zexion, surprised at the voice, instantly fell face-forward - luckily into a patch of sand. "Zexion," he grumbled under his breath, just plain relieved to meet someone alive. "Um... you?"
"My name is Namine." She said, slowly crawling closer. "Do you know a boy named Roxas? Or... Sora? Maybe Cloud, too..."
"Uhhh... No. Should I?" He quickly pushed himself up and shook off the sand, glaring at her from behind his hair and daring her to comment on his clumsiness.
Namine's face fell, and she tugged at the hem of her skirt. "I- no, no... I just... I'm looking for them..." She sniffled, hugging her shoulders. "Are you alone, too?"
Zexion's face took on the exact qualities of the word 'Erk'. "I... um... I'm looking for someone too......" he refused to admit that he was alone.
"You'll be fine in a few weeks." Xaldin said dismissively, brushing some hair away from the eyesocket. "Hn..."
Xigbar twitched - bad idea, because it sent massive amounts of PAIN through his body. "Actually, I'm probably going to die of internal bleeding. And external. Is there a name for that? And why can't I open my right eye?"
"Because it's not there." He said simply, lifting Xigbar off the rock carefully. "You're not going to die. I promise that you won't."
"SHIT!!" he cried out, then reached up to gently cling at Xaldin. "....what d'you mean it's not there?" He gritted his teeth, this was absolutely excruciating. "...Man, you better keep your word on that. Angels in heaven are an eyesore compared to you."
"I mean that it's not there. Don't try to open it, all right?" He held Xigbar protectively against his chest, looking around for someone, anyone who could help. Xaldin sighed, walking down the beach. "What's your name?"
"Xigbar," he said. "With an X. God, are we the only ones on this island? I think I'm bleeding on you..."
"Oh, what the fuck ever. I don't care if you bleed on me, I just don't want you to die." Xaldin spoke quietly and kept on walking. "I wonder how big this place is."
Xigbar chuckled... he started feeling a little dizzy. "Big like your muscles..." he leaned more on Xaldin unconsciously, feeling the world start to tilt.
"... Oh... Well... I hope you find them." Namine kicked off her one shoe, looking around the beach. "Will you stay with me? That way, we won't be alone." She smiled.
"Er..." Zexion frowned, then sighed. "Sure." He held out his hand. "Let's go search. There's got to be more than just this area, I haven't seen any metal from the shipwreck."
Namine took the offered hand, moving closer to Zexion and hugging his arm. "Who are you looking for, Zexion?"
Zexion flushed a little. "His name is Lexaeus," he muttered with a frown. He pulled her along in the direction he'd been going.
Namine followed willingly, all the time staying close to Zexion. She didn't want to be alone again.
Larxene finally got the strength to stand up, prodding Vexen in the forehead. "Hey. You're supposed to be a doctor, right? Why don't you go find people to heal?"
Vexen snapped a glare at her. "Why don't you go find a dick to fuck?" But, despite that, he stood up and dusted himself off. He was rather bruised and achey but other than that he seemed to be mostly okay.
Roxas finally pulled himself together, turning and looking at Axel. "Are you ok?" He grumbled quietly, still in a rather terrible mood.
"I think my balls got ripped off," Axel said in a totally serious tone of voice.
"If that was an invitation to get me to check, then don't count on it." Roxas sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Who the hell are you, anyways?"
"Nnnfh..." Axel once again tried to move, and suddenly realized that his right leg? Was not going anywhere anytime soon. "AGH. Fuck." He fell back against the sand. "Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it....... fuck," he moaned, as the leg began to throb.
"Xigbar, can you do something for me?" Xaldin said, still keeping a wary eye out for people.
"Eh? Sure, dude... anything for you, man...." he was starting to slide off, his grip loosening.
"Do not fall asleep. I swear to god, if you stay awake, I will fuck you five ways to sunday when you get better."
That woke Xigbar up. "Oh hells yes."
Xaldin laughed loudly, a wide grin on his face. "I figured that'd get you up, in more ways than one."
Xigbar grinned widely. "If I wasn't in ten thousand kinds of pain, I'd show you juuuust how much."
"Riiiight." Xaldin blinked, looking up and spotting a tall figure on the beach. "Hey! He called to Vexen, speeding up a little bit. "You. First aid. do you know it?"
Vexen looked up - then almost fell over. "Oh Jesus. Larxene! Help me! I need..." What he really needed, though, he didn't have - all of his equipment was lost in the wreck. "...Damnit!!"
"... Axel, huh? I'm Roxas. What's broken?" He was shaken, but the blond didn't think that anything was majorly damaged (Except perhaps his once overly-spiky hair).
"My dignity." Axel winced. "...My leg, actually, I think."
"Dignity? Hn. With that hair color, I wouldn't think that you had much in the first place." He walked over, helping Axel to his feet. "I think I might be able to splint it."
"Hey!! Shut up about my hair!" Axel growled. "...Um..." he didn't exactly trust some kid with his broken leg, but he didn't really want to SAY that.
"Fine, fine.... Sorry. Didn't mean to poke a nerve." Roxas grinned internally, leading Axel to a rock outcropping and sitting him down. "I need... to find some branches...."
"Yeah, you poked something else... god I feel shitty." He leaned heavily on Roxas while he was moved, then sort of collapsed. Well, the rest of him was starting to feel better - but his leg was feeling even worse.
Saix had been watching him for a long time... he just lay there, and for a while he was certain the man was dead, but every now and then he saw the slightest bit of movement. He crept closer, from tree to tree, until finally he was perched on the rocks directly above the dark-skinned man. And he watched.
Xemnas was far too much out of it to notice the man on the rocks above him. It took a few minutes for him to open his eyes and recognize the silhouette. "Who are you...? You weren't on the ship..." He murmured.
Saix leapt off the rocks and landed neatly next to him, the beads in his hair clinking softly. "...Ship?" he murmured, and his voice was like midnight, velvety and soft.
"The ship... You're..." Xemnas cringed, his head throbbing. "Who are you?"
"...Huh?" Xigbar's vision was going out of focus again.
Larxene blinked and pointed at Xigbar, jaw dropping. "Holy motherfuck, He's only got one eye!"
Vexen swore fluently. "Lay him down in the shade, make sure he doesn't start running a temperature and for god's sake, don't let him pass out!" He grabbed Larxene. "Come on. We need to find more people... fresh water..." he was desperately trying to remember what plants and herbs would help stop the bleeding. And how the fuck was he going to sew up his eye without a needle, or thread?!
Xaldin frowned, setting Xigbar down and brushing his fingers against his cheek. "Hey, remember what you promised me. No falling asleep."
Xigbar smiled up at him, but it was clear he was having trouble focusing on Xaldin's face. "Gotta admit... if I die, I'll be the happiest dead man on the fucking planet."
"You're not going to die," Vexen muttered irritably. "Not if I can help it."
"Hush," Saix whispered. He leaned down and scooped Xemnas into his arms as easily as if he were a kitten, or a particularly light bundle of seaweed. Which was no mean feat. "I am Saix," he added, as he began to walk towards the woods.
"Saix...." He smiled, hardly noticing when the man picked him up. "I don't know where I am... Where am I, Saix? I must be dreaming, for this is... a paradise..."
"Haha, shut it, Xigbar. I promised you that you weren't gonna die." Xaldin was worried. He wouldn't break his promise, he wouldn't...
"Heh..." Xigbar reached around for Xaldin's hand and twined their fingers together. "Hey, if I die, you better find me in the afterlife, okay?"
"Don't be stupid. You're not going to die." Xaldin muttered, squeezing Xigbar's hand. "You hear me?"
Xigbar grinned wolfishly. "Man... where did you come from? I fucking love you."
"Probably the same place you did, we just didn't know it." Xaldin pressed a small kiss, just a very small one, against Xigbar's forehead. "I'll tell you all about where I was when you're better."
Xigbar's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed happily.
Larxene had darted off into the forest, looking for herbs... fresh water... anything that would help Vexen out. That dude looked pretty beat up, and she might even feel bad if he died.
".......Why hello." The voice seemed to be coming from a violent burst of flowers along the side of one tree, or was that...? "You look lost."
And then she SCREAMED. BLOODY. MURDER. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??" Larxene yelled, clutching her chest. "You nearly gave me a fuckin- Wait, where are you, anyways?" She looked about, moving some of the flowers away, searching for the owner of the voice.
Marluxia stepped from the flowers, chuckling. "I most certainly did not nearly give you a fucking," he informed her.
"... You didn't let me finish my sentence." She scowled at him, crossing her arms, heart still pounding. "You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack, and why is your hair pink?"
"Why shouldn't it be?" Marluxia asked, frowning. "You're obviously new here."
"Gee, no shit, retard." Stomping her foot, she resumed her search for plants that could stem the flow of blood from the wounds. "And I take it you're not?"
"No. Are you searching for something?" he asked, looking highly interested in what she was doing.
Larxene shot him a glare, his behavior aggravating her completely. "You know, you must be captain fucking obvious." She said. "I'm looking for an herb that can stop bleeding."
"...Oh." WELL then. "Is someone hurt?" He reached out a hand and touched the nearest tree, smirking softly to himself.
"No, I'm just looking for an herb with those properties for shits and giggles." She threw up her hands in aggravation.
Suddenly, there was a rustling through the bushes... Marluxia merely smirked. "These herbs?" he asked mildly.... as the plants she needed, as well as others she would never have even seen before, grew up between the flora with a speed that should have been impossible.
".... Smart ass." She snarled, pouting slightly. "You know, you could have just told me in the first place and wasted all your asshattery."
Reaching out, she grabbed for some of the plants and started to dash back towards the beach.
Roxas sighed, quickly finding some straight sticks to splint Axel's leg with. "So. Axel, huh? Interesting name."
"They wanted to name me Supercalifragilisticexpialidoscious, but it wouldn't fit on the birth certificate." Axel shrugged. "So, I got stuck with Axel."
"... You know what, you're kind of a freak." He laughed, tearing his vest up and using it to tie the sticks in place. "I'm Roxas."
"Not as freaky as you, shrimp." Axel smirked. "Woah!" he twitched as Roxas's hands strayed closer to his precious privates. "Watch it!"
"Oh, shut up." Roxas scowled, making sure to avoid Axel's crotch. "Don't think that I'd want to touch you, you skinny freak of nature."
"What?" Axel said, affronted. "I thought we established this, I'm not a freak." He wasn't contesting the skinny part, no way. "...Well, maybe a little."
Lexaeus loomed over Axel and Roxas, blinking and coughing quietly. "I apologize, but I think that I have been eavesdropping on your conversation."
Axel turned around and his eyes snapped wide open. "WOAH!"
Roxas looked up and nearly had a heart attack, falling back on his ass. "... A-- w- y-you're...."
"... hi."
Xaldin nearly flipped a shit when Xigbar's eye shut. "Hey. You. Wake up, or no fucking. Got it?"
Xigbar cracked the eye open and grinned evilly. "I'm gonna hold you to that," he muttered.
Larxene returned to the beach, applying the herbs to more of the extra-bleedy wounds. "VEXEN." She hollered. "GET THE FUCK OVER HERE AND MAKE HIM STOP BLEEDING."
Vexen snapped out of it and ran back. "Oh, you got herbs??? Good, good..." He frowned. With the eye, that wouldn't be enough.
Marluxia took a detour back to the village. "Aerith?" he ducked into her tent.
Aerith looked up at Marluxia, smiling kindly. "Yes, Marluxia? Is there something I can help you with?" She rested the large stone pestle on the floor, standing up and brushing herself off.
"There's a bit of a Situation down by the beach," he murmured. "Would you please come down with me? I'm afraid there will be a serious need of healing."
"Of course..." She smiled, gathering up several supplies in a rucksack and pulling on a robe. "May I ask what happened, exactly?"
"Oh! That's what I forgot to ask." Marluxia tapped his chin thoughtfully. "...Oh well. We'll find out when we get there!"
Aerith giggled, clasping her hands together. "Well, I suppose we should be off, then."
Marluxia led the way, the foliage bending out of his way. "I believe it might have been a shipwreck... the lovely young lady I ran into was very new."
"Oh, Well, I look forward to meeting them, then." She smiled, following right behind Marluxia, fireflies gathering around her and dispersing periodically.
Larxene had retreated to the forest again, looking for more of those flowers. What had they looked like again....? "Shit. Where's that pink-headed wierdo when I need him?"
Marluxia poofed out of nowhere, as if summoned. "You want the white flowers," he informed her with a cheerfully helpful grin.
She screamed again, faceplanting into a bed of flowers. "GODDAMNIT, STOP DOING THAT!" Larxene's face was red, and now covered with dirt. Picking some more of the plants, she stomped back to the beach.
"...... Oh, Fuck you, Xigbar." Xaldin chuckled quietly.
"That's the general intention, yes," Xigbar said with a rather evil cackle.
Lexaeus blinked, rubbing the back of his neck. "I appologize for startling you. Have either of you seen a small-somewhat-clumsy person with blueish hair? His name is Zexion."
Roxas shook his head, blue eyes still wide. ".... You're very big." He said quietly.
Off in the distance, Namine squinted. ".... What is that big thing over there? Is it a rock, or a person?"
Zexion's eyes flew open. "LEXAEUS!" he shouted, then shook Namine off and ran down the rocks and across the beach... then tripped and firmly faceplanted in the sand.
Namine yelped quietly, running after Zexion and tripping, falling right on top of him. "... Ow...."
Roxas glee'd and grabbed Namine, pulling her into a tight hug. "Namine! I'm so glad you're ok!" He almost cried, rocking her back and forth. "I don't know where they are... I don't know where Sora and Riku and Leon and Cloud are."
Lexaeus, too, was overjoyed to see Zexion. He picked him up out of the sand, hugging him tight. "Zexion... I'm glad you're all right."
Zexion squeaked and hugged Lexaeus as tight as he possibly could, which, fortunately for Lexaeus, was not terribly tight at all. He couldn't even speak, just sort of desperately clinging.
Aerith tapped Vexen on the shoulder, leaning over Xigbar. "Goodness... what happened to him...? He looks kind of dreadful..."
Vexen jumped at the touch - but something in him recognized that this person was the same as he was. "...There was a shipwreck. Multiple lacerations on his arms, legs, chest..." he frowned. He was pretty cut up everywhere, actually. "Oh, and the eye." His fingers were itching to stitch it up.
"Very well." Aerith smiled, kneeling next to Xigbar and producing a large bottle of clear fluid, uncapping it. "I'm sorry, sir, this might hurt a little... but it only will for a short while." She smiled brightly, pouring a small amount of the liquid into the eye socket.
Xigbar shouted out and dug his nails into Xaldin's arm. "SHIT!!!"
Xaldin winced, resting one hand against Xigbar's cheek. "Shhh... Calm down. It'll stop hurting soon."
Aerith worked quickly, humming a little tune as she did. "You're doing very well, you know. I've seen people with injuries half as bad as yours react a lot worse." She cleaned out all the wounds, applying a ground herbal root that would help keep infections away. Turning to Vexen, she held out a needle and thread. "Would you like to sew, or shall I?"
Vexen reached out a hand, fighting to keep all the questions he wanted to ask inside and focus on the task at hand. He waved Aerith away, narrowing his eyes and focusing tightly on the task at hand.
Axel hobbled to the opening of the cave. "I'M KIND OF IN PAIN, HERE!"
"Oh, yeah, you. Sorry, I was kind of having a reunion with my twin SISTER. who I thought was DEAD." He spat, Still clinging to Namine.
"Well that's just lovely," Axel drawled. "I suppose my sister doesn't matter at all then, huh."
"Your sister?" Namine asked, clinging to Roxas. "Who's your sister?"
"Her name's Kairi..." he winced as he tried to hobble forward again. "...She's probably around here somewhere."
Well, Damn. that was a foot-in-mouth moment if Roxas ever heard one. "...Sorry." He muttered, looking at the sand.
Lexaeus laughed, picking up Axel and Zexion. "Then Let's go find some more people. Maybe someone can help you, and find your sister."
Xigbar gritted his teeth and clung to Xaldin. Fuck, he'd better get sex after all this was over...
"Don't grit your teeth. You'll dammage them." Xaldin said, pushing his fingers between Xigbar's teeth. "If you need to bite, chew on those."
Xigbar glared at him, but he didn't bite down... he took the oppotunity to lick the finger instead.
An eyebrow arched slightly, and Xaldin chuckled. "Bloody opportunist."
"Literally," Xigbar said with a grin - then shut up at the mighty glare Vexen gave him.
Aerith looked around, humming quietly. "Is there anyone else around who is injured?" she asked, tapping a finger against her lower lip.
Lexaeus walked up behind Aerith, tapping her on the shoulder gently. "Pardon me, Miss, but perhaps you can help my redheaded friend... I believe that his leg is broken."
Saix grinned up from the ground, where he was sitting crosslegged, having placed Xemnas down a little ways into the jungle beside Xigbar. "Aerie, I found something on the beach."
"Ah, you did find something, Saix... Thank you." She smiled, beckoning Lexaeus to set Axel down. "Well, I suppose we had better get to work, shouldn't we, sir doctor?"
Vexen nodded, tying off the end of the thread and snapping it. He sighed. "He'll be fine, as long as he takes it easy for a while." Then he turned to Xemnas and frowned deeply.
Axel winced. "Uh, Roxas splinted it but it still hurts like hell..."
Aerith nodded, smiling over at Roxas, who was still clinging to Namine behind Lexaeus. "He did a good job... we... may be able to put some kind of cast on it back at the village."
"Whatever you need to do! I just want to be able to walk." He winced again.
Vexen looked up at Saix. "What did you DO to him?"
Xemnas grinned at Vexen, tilting his head and trying to sit up. "Ah... You were on the boat, yes? An unexpected stop, I assure you...." His arms moved about in sweeping gestures, and there was a large lump on his head.
Vexen made a strange gurgly sound and gently pushed him back down. "Stop moving!" he snapped. "...Is there ice anywhere?"
Larxene sneered, whapping Vexen upside the head. "You know, you shouldn't assume things about people."
Vexen idly kicked her in reply.
Marluxia smiled prettily. "I believe there is." He moved over to a nearby tree and ran a hand down its bark, gazing at it almost lovingly. "Someone will bring it soon."
She hissed, rubbing where he kicked her. "You little cockface. You had better not sleep tonight."
" 'Ello luvs, what's going on here, then?" Luxord grinned, strolling over from nowhere in particular. "Am I missing a party?"
"I'm not afraid of you." Vexen was no longer concentrating on her, fidgeting as he waited for - oh, there was... dear lord.
Zexion hadn't let go of Lexaeus the entire time, but now he finally did, looking a little sheepish. "Uhhh........."
Lexaeus hugged Zexion close; he wouldn't let him leave again. He had felt kind of... alone without him.
Zexion meeped softly - then tentatively put his arms around his waist again. He didn't know why Lexaeus was being so... cuddly, but he wasn't complaining.
Luxord grinned, handing a fairly large container of ice to Aerith. "There you are, m'dear." He grinned, eyeing the newcomers. "Blimey, what happened to 'im?"
Aerith smiled and took the ice happily, kneeling once more next to Vexen. "Here you are." She smiled.
Xigbar gave him a thumbs up. "I got fuckin' harpooned," he said with a huge grin.
Luxord's eyes widened and he looked amazed. "Cor Blimey, You're luckier'n me, mate."
Xaldin blinked and nearly fell over, feeling slightly queasy. ".... Wow. Uh. Ok, that sucks!"
Larxene frowned and stood up, stalking into the forest. "I am going exploring. Have fun being a creepy doctor, brother dear."
"Actually, I'm just kidding. I'm don't actually know what got my eye."
This time, Xaldin did cuff Xigbar upside the head, frowning. "You're a dick."
Vexen nearly had a heart attack. "DON'T DO THAT!!!"
".... I didn't hit an injured spot..." Xaldin said sheepishly.
"And I have one, too!" Xigbar said cheerfully.
Luxord arched an eyebrow slightly at Xigbar, a quiet chuckle falling from his lips. "Ooh, you gave 'im the good sedative, didn't you, miss Aerith?"
Aerith laughed and shook her head. "No, I didn't give him anything."
Larxene rolled her eyes and continued deeper into the forest, finally coming upon a small spring. "Ooh..." She grinned, dipping her head in the water to rinse some of the salt out. "Blech, saltwater."
"There are hot springs further inland," a voice behind her said.
She yelped, flailing and falling into the spring. ".... You asshat! Are you just going to like... follow me around ALL THE TIME?" Wonderful. And now, she was soaked.
"..." Marluxia considered this. "Perhaps not all the time."
Larxene just glared at him from where she was sitting in the spring. "You. Are SUCH. A Dick." She stood up, smacking him upside the head and walking off with a huff.
Marluxia's hand reached up to caress the place where she hit him. "....I think I'm in love..."
Suddenly, from out over the water, there was a strain of ridiculously cheerful song.... and a loud splash. Clearly, there was someone - or something - out there.
Xaldin blinked and turned, looking out at the ocean. "....Oh, Look. there's someone out on the water."
"Huh. Fancy that..." Xigbar smirked.
"Tell me about it."
"My~ my~ you're just like pie~" Demyx sailed in on the next wave, bodysurfing into the sand. "When I call you on the phone~~."
"....." Xaldin didn't say anything, he just arched an eyebrow.
"What a silly song." Aerith giggled, clapping her hands and waving at Demyx.
"You say hello, and that's the crust..." He waved and pushed himself to his feet, still singing. "...the filling is yet to come~."
Xigbar laughed. "Demyx, man! You made it!"
"You know him?" Xaldin arched an eyebrow, looking over at Demyx. He did seem the type who would know him, but... Jailbait, much.....
"My, my, you're just like eggs..." Demyx plopped down next to where Xigbar was lying. "...You're all slimy on the outside and yolky in the middle..."
Snicker. "Not at the moment, dude."
"Waitasecond..." He frowned, looking to one side... then continued. "...That's not right, what I really meant is that I lo~ve you in the morning~..."
That pretty much caused everyone to burst into laughter. Roxas grinned widely, Xaldin just lol'd loudly, and Xemnas continued to... pontificate. At great length. Aerith Giggled.
Xigbar, too, cracked up. "Whatever, dude, whatever. I'm glad you're okay, shrimp."
Demyx laughed. "Of course I'm okay! Uh... you don't look so good..."
"And thank you, Captain of all understatements." Xaldin grumbled, rolling his eyes.
"Thank you!" Demyx said brightly.
Xaldin eyed Xigbar, an exasperated look on his face. "He's not the brightest one, is he?"
Xigbar cracked up, despite the massive pain in his nonexistent eye when he did so. "Yeah, Demyx is my lil' bro. We go way back." He reached out and ruffled his funny-looking hair. "Dem, this is Xaldin."
Saix was extremely interested in Xemnas's hair. He was totally ignoring everything that just happened, and instead chose to sit there and sift his hands through the hair, much to Vexen's consternation.
"Oh, hello." Xemnas grinned lopsidedly, reaching up and playing with some of Saix's hair. It was clear that he was suffering from the effects of a severe blow to the head. "Your hair is blue..... Blue hair."
Xaldin nodded in greeting up at Demyx. Something about that kid made him want to either hug puppies or slam his head against the wall. He didn't know which.
Probably both. Xigbar grinned. "Man... I hate laying down..."
"Oh, shut it, Xigbar. You won't mind it after you feel better."
Roxas and Namine blinked confusedly at Xaldin, tilting their heads. It was clear that the innuendo had gone right the hell over their heads.
Axel cackled.
Xigbar raised an eyebrow and shifted slightly. "Oh really..."
The diminutive blond (Roxas) looked over at Axel, arching an eyebrow slightly. "Wait, what was he talking about?"
"I'll tell you when you're older."
"...you're an asshat."
"Now, I've always wondered this - is that a hat for your ass, or an ass being used as a hat...?"
Roxas puffed out his cheeks angrily, his ears turning red. "You know what, now you're just being facetious."
Namine giggled at Roxas, a little shy smile on her face. She knew that look; it had been the same one that Sora had given Riku, and that Cloud had given Leon....
"What? I'm not being sarcastic, I'm asking an honest question!"
"You know what, you can shut up." Roxas stalked to a rock outcropping, sitting atop it and sulking.
"But what if I don't want to?"
"Well too bad! You can shut up anyways!" Roxas yelled, wanging a lump of kelp at Axel.
Namine just started to laugh.
"Your face can shut up!"
"WELL YOUR MOM CAN SHUT UP!" Roxas replied. "YOU'RE.... STUPID. SHUT UP." He stood up, stomping off into the forest.
Demyx watched the whole scene with wide blue eyes. "Woah," he said.
"YOU SHUT UP!!!"
Namine just stood there, giggling quite loudly. "Wow. Just... wow."
Xigbar started wiggling around again. "MAN. I wanna get up!"
"All in good time, Xigbar."
"That's not what I meant..." Xigbar chuckled. "Here, help me stand up."
Xaldin nodded, helping Xigbar to his feet. "You probably shouldn't be standing up, Xigbar."
Xigbar leaned heavily against him, and the world was swimming a little - but as long as he could hang onto something (or someone), he was okay. "Nah man, I'm fine. Let's go exploring. Wanna come, Dem?"
"Nah, I'm ok. I wanna watch this!" he pointed to where Vexen and Aerith were working, earning him a beady-eyed Vexen glare.
Larxene was angry. And she was soaking wet. And she was in a jungle. "This sucks." She grumbled, peeling off her clothes and squeezing the extra water out of them. So, now she was naked, soaking wet, and sitting in a jungle. God, she hated her life.
There was a rustle in the foliage, and then - "Oh. I'm sorry. I don't mean to intrude." The speaker was keeping politely back, out of vision.
". . . .Ok, if you're that pink-haired wierdo, then I might have to sodomize you with the next jagged object that I find." She growled, not even bothering to attempt to cover herself.
"I assure you, I do not have pink hair. However, you may think me weird." He moved out from the plants surrounding the area. "It's all a matter of taste." He was tall, with silver hair that brushed the back of his knees and sharp green eyes. His body was decorated very simply - but elegantly, with perfect swoops of black ink accentuating his lean muscles. The only two places that had actual symbolism was on one side of his face and his back - and they both had the same design, a lone black wing.
"Ah, fine, then." She waved a hand dismissively, indicating that Sephiroth could join her, if he so wished. "So, what exactly is this place? And who was that weird pink-haired guy?"
Sephiroth's hair fanned out behind him as he slid down beside her with a timeless grace. "His name is Marluxia, and he is our king."
".... He's your King? Well... Fancy that." She sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead. "He's weird. I hope you know that."
"Oh, we do. However, you'll find out soon enough that most people in this world are 'weird' in one way or another." He smiled. "It's generally called being unique."
"Oh really? And how, pray tell, are you 'unique'?" An eyebrow arched slightly, and she tilted her head in mock interest.
He smiled. "You'll have to know me longer to find out, won't you?"
"Indeed." She sighed, giving her clothes one final squeeze before throwing them back on. "That will have to do." Larxene returned to lounging, running her fingers through her hair. "So tell me about this place. I mean... It's a beach. and a jungle. and... What else is here?"
"It's an island... but you have yet to see the island's true beauty." He leaned back on his hands. "Unfortunately, I cannot be the one to show it to you."
"Oh? And why, pray tell, would that be?" she arched an eyebrow, her hair falling about her face as she ran her fingers through it.
"Only our king can invite an outsider into our village."
"... Well, shit." Larxene pouted slightly, looking around at the foliage. "Where's a pink-haired wierdo when you need'im? What's your name, anyways? I just realized that I forgot to ask..."
"Sephiroth. And yours?"
"Larxene."
Xigbar somehow led the expedition, despite the fact that he couldn't really keep himself standing. "Dude, what's with all the flowers?"
Xaldin shrugged and continued to support him, looking around at the indigenous foliage. "...I dunno. I guess it's just the season for them?"
"What the hell is this one? It's like... purple. Bright purple. I like it."
"I believe that's a purple people eater." Marluxia had appeared out of nowhere as he had a tendency to do. "...but I'm not sure." Smile~
".... Oh, you would like the one called a people eater." Xaldin snorted, looking at some of the other flowers. "That one's a... Hibiscus, right?" he said, pointing at a red flower on a tree.
"Correct!" Marluxia clapped his hands together and grinned cheerfully. "My, you're good at this."
Xigbar rolled his eyes, scowling.
"I should be. It's kind of the part of my job that I don't pay attention to." Xaldin said, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, the other about Xigbar's waist.
"Oh? And what is your job, pray do tell?"
"I'm a biologist. Animal biology mostly, I don't know as much about plants as I should."
"How terribly interesting. ...You'll find, however, that there are quite a few species - both plants and animals - that don't exist anywhere else in the world." He smiled mysteriously.
".... Neat."
Xigbar raised his eyebrow. "Neat????"
"Yes. Neat. Meaning great. or wonderful. I believe that you should be familiar with the word." Xaldin chuckled, picking up Xigbar and casually GRABBING HIS ASS.
Xigbar snickered, grinning widely.
Marluxia smiled generously. "Well, I shall leave you to your explorations. However, keep in mind that the wild beasts do not like stationary prey." He then slipped off into the trees, humming a pleasant little tune.
Xaldin arched an eyebrow as Marluxia left, his comment not really doing much to make him feel comfortable. "... Well then. That was informative."
"Informative my ass." Xigbar frowned in the direction he'd left. "What a fruitcake."
Xaldin lol'd.
Back on the beach, Xemnas was just really starting to come around from his delirium. Instead of being left with a happy, floaty feeling, he kind of felt like his head was going to implode. This was not a good feeling, and caused him to curl up in a near-fetal position.
Saix leaned forward, looking suddenly concerned. "......Doctor, will he be all right?"
Vexen rolled his eyes. "Of course he will. He's just being a big baby." Glaaare. "Stop dramatizing, captain."
"I daresay that you're not the one in intense amounts of pain, doctor. I believe that it feels like my head is cracked open." He gritted his teeth and cracked one eye open, looking up at Saix.
Aerith giggled quietly and smiled at Xemnas, pushing what looked like a chocolate-coated capsule into his mouth. "If you're going to be pontificating, then you might as well eat this. It'll help with your head."
Vexen scowled up at her. He just hoped it would actually help.
Saix actually looked alarmed, and leaned closer. "Aerie, he'll be all right, won't he? He's beautiful."
Vexen snorted under his breath.
Xemnas blinked and was about to retort, when Aerith pressed two fingers against his lips. "Dilly-dally, shilly shally. Just swallow it, you'll feel better." She then tugged on one of Saix's braids in a comforting manner, tilting her head. "Of course he'll be fine. He's just got a bad little bump on the head."
Saix reached out and cuddled against Aerith's arm.
Aerith smiled, curling her arms about Saix for a moment. "You're a silly little worrywart, Saix." Releasing him, she scooted over to where Axel was sitting. "I need to see where your leg is broken. It might hurt a little bit, but I'll be very careful."
Axel nodded. Damnit, now that Roxas had mentioned sisters, he was thinking about Kairi... the last time he'd seen her was during the storm, and they'd gotten into another argument. He really hoped she was around here somewhere, he'd said some pretty asstarded things and wanted to apologize.
Namine knelt behind Axel, tentatively putting a hand on his. "Are you going to be all right?" She asked quietly as Aerith worked on locating the break.
"Yeah... I'll live." He smiled charmingly at her. "I can take a little pain..." he winced, though, as Aerith poked something a little too hard.
"I'm sorry about Roxas. He can be pretty cold to people he's not familiar with." She paused for a moment, moving more into his line of vision. "I'm sorry about your sister, as well."
"Huh? Oh, she'll turn up. She always does." He waved a hand vaguely. "She's aggravatingly persistent like that."
She smiled a little bit, curling her knees into her chest. "I'm glad for that."
Axel nodded. "Kid - what's your name? I forgot it if you told me."
"My name is Namine." She said, tracing her fingers absently through the sand in a swirling pattern. "Namine Hikari."
"Damn, that's a pretty name. Pretty name for a pretty girl," he added, smiling rather deviously.
Namine giggled and blushed a little bit, curling her toes into the sand. "Thank you."
Zexion sighed and slid away from Lexaeus - but then reached over and grabbed his hand. "...We're going to need shelter. And food." He shaded his eyes with the other hand and looked down along the beach. "...Maybe we could use pieces of ship? I know there are some pretty big sheets of metal down that way."
Lexaeus nodded, reluctantly letting his arm drop from about Zexion's waist, but was quite pleased when the smaller man took his hand. "Very well. We should go and try to set something up."
"Hey, can I come?" Demyx bounced to his feet - watching Vexen had gotten boring.
Zexion winced. ".....Fine." He pulled Lexaeus along, set to ignore the little singsongy freak.
The large man chuckled, squeezing Lexaeus's hand gently. Zexion had always been the slightly jealous type.
"Cool!" Demyx followed them, hands hooked in the belt loops of his pants, which though frayed and patched to begin with, were somehow still intact after the wreck. "Sooo... did you guys lose anyone in the storm?"
Zexion gritted his teeth. He wasn't fond of being reminded just how panicked he'd been to think that Lexaeus might have died. "....No."
He blinked at Demyx, tilting his head. "Thankfully, I didn't. Although I don't know what I would have done if I had."
"Oh..." Demyx frowned. "...My little brother drowned."
Zexion stopped dead, his jaw almost dropping in shock. "!!!!" He felt horrible, but - "..how can you just... SAY that?!"
Lexaeus faltered in his steps, looking over at Demyx. He was silent for a long while, just sort of blinking at the younger man. "...."
"Well it happened, didn't it?" Demyx kicked up some sand. "And he always loved the sea."
Zexion turned away, feeling sick to his stomach. He tugged on Lexaeus's hand, just... suddenly, deeply grateful for the man's presence. "I-I.. uh, what's your name?"
A pang of grief shot through Lexaeus's chest and he stared down at the sand. He didn't have anything to say (all in all, this was a common occurrence, but never really for this reason). His hand remained clasped about Zexion's, but his other arm wrapped about Demyx in a one-armed hug.
Demyx squeaked, then grinned and hugged Lexaeus. "Oh I uh I'm Demyx!"
SCOWWWWWL. Zexion's glare could have killed small children.
Pulling away, Lexaeus looked around the beach and spotted some debris from the ship. "It would probably be a good plan to build a shelter before nightfall..."
"Hey, yeah!!" Demyx pulled away and ran for the ship debris. "Wow! This is gonna be fun!"
"... What a strange boy."
Zexion folded his arms across his chest, still scowling massively, not to mention his ears being red. "Freak."
Lexaeus arched an eyebrow, pinching Zexion's ears gently and moving his thumbs against them in small circles. "Your ears are all red, Zexion."
Eep! Zexion jumped at the touch, blushing even more. Akjsdfasd!
He grinned. Lexaeus would eat his hat if Zexion wasn't the most adorable person EVER.
"A-a-anyway..." Zexion cringed and looked over at where Demyx was playing with the torn sheets of metal. "Hey you! Demyx! Do something useful and fish out the big pieces!"
"Don't be like that, Zexion..." Lexaeus chided, resting his hands on his friend's shoulders. "Be nice."
"Kaaaay!" Demyx got to work. "Hm hm hm~ you're an artichoke~" He began piling up big sheets of metal and other useful-looking things.
He grinned a little bit, taking Zexion's hand and completing the song that Demyx had begun to sing. "I have to peel away the outside which is still good but the inside's better~"
Zexion blushed massively again. "Stop being cute," he growled.
"Hey, you know that song!" Demyx grinned. "I love to savor~ your juicy heart~" CLANG! "And dip you in~ the butter~"
Lexaeus chuckled quietly and ruffled Zexion's hair. "I won't stop until you do."
ASJKALSDJSA. Zexion made a very interesting noise of complaint as his hair was ruffled, then turned away and stomped down to the water's edge, presumably to help Demyx. He was still bright red.
He grinned triumphantly, setting about to help build a shelter. Good lord, but Zexion was adorable.
Luxord returned to the beach and handed Aerith the gourd full of water, and she began to wrap Axel's leg carefully in gauze.
She emptied a jar of dirt into the water and mixed them together, using the dirt as a kind of plaster to hold it still.
"I'll try my best," he said with a charming wink.
Saix flopped over, looking up at the sky. ".....Sunset soon." If by soon you meant two hours or so, then yes.
Xigbar wiggled. He was feeling a little lightheaded, but not enough to call out on it. "......Shit, look over there." Not everyone was as lucky as they were.
Xaldin blinked, looking over in the direction that Xigbar had indicated. "What d'you mean?"
Xigbar pulled him over, ignoring the swimmy feeling in his head. ".....Man." He poked at the mess with his foot. "We're gonna be seeing a lot of these, aren't we?" Bodies... the unlucky ones, mangled from the rocks and the coral reef. Xigbar made a face.
"...Those kids... The three of them shouldn't see this..." Xaldin muttered, shutting his eyes and pushing some of his dreads out of his face.
Xigbar nodded. "...It's gonna take a lot of effort to keep this shit hidden, though. And Myde..." He frowned, then sighed. "Man."
"... Myde?" Xaldin asked quizzically, setting Xigbar down before beginning to dig a very deep hole right above where the beach ended, in an area of ground that was practically completely clay.
Xigbar slid to a more-lying-down position, and felt better now that he was still. "...Dem's brother. He fell overboard during the storm, and Dem jumped in after him..." He winced. "God, I thought I wasn't gonna see either of them ever again."
"..." Xaldin paused in his hole-digging, wrapping his arms around Xigbar. "I'm sorry." He muttered quietly, eyes shut. This whole situation was... extremely fucked up.
Xigbar shook his head, then unexpectedly nuzzled into Xaldin's neck. "....Maybe all this shit happened for a reason..."
"Well, I'd sure have a fucking bone to pick with whatever higher power if they did this to us for shits and giggles." Xaldin was shaking a little bit as he spoke; the adrenaline, apparently, was beginning to wear off, and his energy was fading. "I need to finish this." He muttered, pulling away and continuing to dig the hole.
Xigbar remained right where he was, staring at the sky. Myde... wherever you are, kid, I hope you're happy.
Vexen sighed depply, his work done for the moment. "...We need shelter and food and fresh water..." Then he blinked, as Saix got to his feet.
"It's almost sunset," he said, as if it was the most important statement in the world. "Aerie. Lux. Let's go." He turned and headed for the jungle.
Xemnas blinked unhappilly at Saix's movement, attempting to sit up. "Wait... Where are you going?"
Saix gave him a mysterious grin over one shoulder. "Home."
Luxord nodded, grinning widely. "You'd all do well to stay together. Night time 'round 'ereabouts can be right spooky."
Aerith frowned and tweaked Luxord's ear, smiling kindly at the newcomers. "Pay him no mind... you'll be fine." With that, she pulled Luxord into the forest by his ear, the blond complaining all the way.
Sephiroth melted out of the shadows and joined them, slipping an arm around Aerith's waist. "So. What do you think of these newcomers?"
Saix tugged on Luxord's OTHER ear. "I like them. The tan one has pretty hair."
Aerith jumped, frowning and batting Sephiroth in the arm. "You know you're not allowed to sneak up on me like that, Sephiroth."
Sephiroth chuckled. "Too late."
She tapped her lower lip, looking back over her shoulder. "They seem peaceful enough... More shaken than anything."
"Mmm... Only two of them are female."
Luxord arched an eyebrow, piping up though both his ears were being twisted. "I say, Seph... that's rather sketchy of you to point out."
Aerith twisted his ear harder.
So did Saix - just so he didn't feel unbalanced.
Sephiorth grinned. "I like the blond one." Then he realized they were both blond. "The blond woman, that is."
Aerith arched an eyebrow, then laughed quietly. "I should hope that it's the woman that you find attractive... the little girl looks far too young for you... you may get someone angry with you."
"Oh my. That would be unfortunate." Sephiroth smiled brightly.
Luxord yelped quietly, frowning at Saix. "Steady on there... there was no call for that."
Aerith sighed quietly, tapping her toe on the floor. "Don't be like that, Sephiroth."
Saix smiled cheeeeerfully.
Sephiroth chuckled and pressed a kiss to her temple. "All right. Anything for you."
She smiled sweetly, tugging his hair and releasing Luxord's ear. "Thank you. Now let's go home."
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A/N: *WHEW*. This rp is HUUUUGE. I haven't even started the tip of the iceberg, ohoho. Now, in case you were wondering...
x-igrab: Xigbar, Vexen, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Demyx, Marluxia, and Sephiroth
sakura443: Xemnas, Xaldin, Lexaeus, Luxord, Larxene, Roxas, Namine, and Aerith
...with more characters to come! Orz. XD.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as we do creating it. Ta ta!
Notes: This is an RP done between sakura443 and myself. It's rated anywhere from PG-13 to NC-17, and be warned - this rp contains plot, humor, and ridiculous amounts of fluff. If you can't handle it, then. Well. You shouldn't be reading it.
- CHAPTER ONE -
Xemnas was the first to awaken. His head felt kind of hazy, and his whole body felt as though it was... floating? That would be perfectly reasonable, of course, considering that he was. He tried to turn over in the shallow water, coughing quietly. "That's right..." He murmured, climbing to his knees and crawling up the beach of the island that he had apparently landed on. "A storm threw us upon the rocks.... our ship..." Xemnas looked around... there had been other people on the ship. Had they made it out alive, too?
Vexen felt groggy... and in pain. Lots of pain. Oh yeah... so good. Soooo good. He groaned and pushed himself up, feeling shooting pains all up and down his body. Mother of fuck. What happened?
"Welcome back to the land of the living, Fag." Larxene drawled from where she was splayed out on the sand near Vexen. "I was afraid I'd have to dispose of another dead body." She, too, was in large amounts of pain. But she expressed it by being a bitch. .... then again, she expressed herself by being a bitch all the time.
Vexen glared at her. He didn't know what part of that insult to respond to, so he settled for saying, "Too bad you didn't stay dead, I was looking forward to some peace and quiet... for once."
"Auughhhh..." Axel groaned and blinked. Then he realized he was currently lying on top of something squishy... he tried to roll off, and shouted out in pain. Okay, that was a bad idea.
Roxas groaned in pain, something jabbing into his chest. "Whaddafuck, Sora..." He tried to push the lump off, but there was no strength in his arms. Cracking his eyes open he focused on whatever was on top of him, all he saw was red. "Uhhn? You're... not Sora..."
"Damn straight I'm not," Axel muttered back, wincing. That hurt.
And then he snapped into wakefulness, squirming out from underneath Axel. "Sora! Cloud! Namine!" He called, trying to fight his way to his feet. "Where... are they..." the sand slipped about underneath him and he fell back to the ground, coughing loudly. "Don't leave me alone..."
Axel groaned loudly. "AUGH. Kid! That fuckin' hurt!"
Larxene snorted. "Oh, Fuck you, Fairy princess. I'm glad to see you're alive, too." She rolled her eyes, sitting up and leaning back on her hands. "So, you think we'll find any interesting corpses?"
Vexen shrugged. "Possibly. This is a shipwreck, in case you hadn't noticed."
"I was being sarcastic, you crazy dipstick." She said, massaging her temples. "Hhnn.... My brain feels like my uterus on the wrong day of the month."
Vexen winced. "I really didn't need to know that, thank you."
Roxas curled up on the beach, mostly ignoring the pained cries of the redhead who had formerly been on top of him. He began to cry quietly, though not loud enough for Axel to hear. "What if... they're gone...."
Xaldin was not happy. Mainly because it was a Thursday. Secondly, the ship he was on crashed into a reef and sank. This was not going to be a good week, he knew it.
Behind the next rock, there was... something. It was quite unclear as to what that something was... it might possibly be a person. A very bloody person, who was barely breathing, with black and gray hair strewn everywhere in scraggly waves.
Figuring that the day couldn't be any worse, Xaldin stood up and took a stroll. It was a very short stroll, however, considering that he ran into someone who was probably bleeding out and missing an eye. "Jesus fucking cock on a rock!" He said, kneeling down and checking to see if whomever it was was still alive.
"Nnngh..." The man hissed out in pain. ".....do not want..."
Namine was in massive amounts of pain. The last thing she remembered was Sora shoving her in the life jacket, and then Cloud put her into the lifeboat.... She must of hit her head, because she passed out shortly after that and she just woke up... "Sora? Roxas!!!" She called, looking around. "Cloud!! Where are you?"
Zexion stood up, feeling slightly battered but none the worse for wear... and gulped as he realized he was totally alone. He started to panic, looking left and right and trying to choose a direction to walk in, because maybe if he walked he'd find something other than sand and water and rocks.... he chose the slightly less-hazardous-looking direction and took off, huddling in on himself and attempting to calm down.
Xaldin carefully picked up the man, carrying him out of the sand and setting him on a flat rock. "You're... wow, what the fuck happened to you?" The man was a mess, and... his first aid skills were pretty limited. "Goddamnit..."
"Oh fuck..." Xigbar finally opened his one good eye, which was a startling bright yellow. ".....shit," he breathed, a grin curling over his face. "Heaven really does exist."
"...." Xaldin was silent for a moment, staring at the smaller man. "You know, if you weren't already injured, I'd hit you."
"And here I thought you couldn't get any sexier."
"Oh, fuck you with a cheese grater."
"Yes please."
"God, you're retarded. That would hurt a fuckton." Xaldin facepalmed before... *SIGH* taking off his shirt to use it to stem the flow of blood from some of the wounds. "I'm Xaldin, by the way."
"Maybe so, but then I can hurt as much inside as I do out... oooh..." he winced when Xaldin touched him.
Namine was alone... she was alone... peeling off the life jacket, she rolled onto her side. And that's when she saw someone else. A boy? Yes. It was a boy. But it wasn't Sora, or Riku, or Roxas... "Hey!" She called quietly, sitting up and brushing some sand off her dress. "Who.... Who're you?"
Zexion, surprised at the voice, instantly fell face-forward - luckily into a patch of sand. "Zexion," he grumbled under his breath, just plain relieved to meet someone alive. "Um... you?"
"My name is Namine." She said, slowly crawling closer. "Do you know a boy named Roxas? Or... Sora? Maybe Cloud, too..."
"Uhhh... No. Should I?" He quickly pushed himself up and shook off the sand, glaring at her from behind his hair and daring her to comment on his clumsiness.
Namine's face fell, and she tugged at the hem of her skirt. "I- no, no... I just... I'm looking for them..." She sniffled, hugging her shoulders. "Are you alone, too?"
Zexion's face took on the exact qualities of the word 'Erk'. "I... um... I'm looking for someone too......" he refused to admit that he was alone.
"You'll be fine in a few weeks." Xaldin said dismissively, brushing some hair away from the eyesocket. "Hn..."
Xigbar twitched - bad idea, because it sent massive amounts of PAIN through his body. "Actually, I'm probably going to die of internal bleeding. And external. Is there a name for that? And why can't I open my right eye?"
"Because it's not there." He said simply, lifting Xigbar off the rock carefully. "You're not going to die. I promise that you won't."
"SHIT!!" he cried out, then reached up to gently cling at Xaldin. "....what d'you mean it's not there?" He gritted his teeth, this was absolutely excruciating. "...Man, you better keep your word on that. Angels in heaven are an eyesore compared to you."
"I mean that it's not there. Don't try to open it, all right?" He held Xigbar protectively against his chest, looking around for someone, anyone who could help. Xaldin sighed, walking down the beach. "What's your name?"
"Xigbar," he said. "With an X. God, are we the only ones on this island? I think I'm bleeding on you..."
"Oh, what the fuck ever. I don't care if you bleed on me, I just don't want you to die." Xaldin spoke quietly and kept on walking. "I wonder how big this place is."
Xigbar chuckled... he started feeling a little dizzy. "Big like your muscles..." he leaned more on Xaldin unconsciously, feeling the world start to tilt.
"... Oh... Well... I hope you find them." Namine kicked off her one shoe, looking around the beach. "Will you stay with me? That way, we won't be alone." She smiled.
"Er..." Zexion frowned, then sighed. "Sure." He held out his hand. "Let's go search. There's got to be more than just this area, I haven't seen any metal from the shipwreck."
Namine took the offered hand, moving closer to Zexion and hugging his arm. "Who are you looking for, Zexion?"
Zexion flushed a little. "His name is Lexaeus," he muttered with a frown. He pulled her along in the direction he'd been going.
Namine followed willingly, all the time staying close to Zexion. She didn't want to be alone again.
Larxene finally got the strength to stand up, prodding Vexen in the forehead. "Hey. You're supposed to be a doctor, right? Why don't you go find people to heal?"
Vexen snapped a glare at her. "Why don't you go find a dick to fuck?" But, despite that, he stood up and dusted himself off. He was rather bruised and achey but other than that he seemed to be mostly okay.
Roxas finally pulled himself together, turning and looking at Axel. "Are you ok?" He grumbled quietly, still in a rather terrible mood.
"I think my balls got ripped off," Axel said in a totally serious tone of voice.
"If that was an invitation to get me to check, then don't count on it." Roxas sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Who the hell are you, anyways?"
"Nnnfh..." Axel once again tried to move, and suddenly realized that his right leg? Was not going anywhere anytime soon. "AGH. Fuck." He fell back against the sand. "Axel. A-X-E-L. Got it....... fuck," he moaned, as the leg began to throb.
"Xigbar, can you do something for me?" Xaldin said, still keeping a wary eye out for people.
"Eh? Sure, dude... anything for you, man...." he was starting to slide off, his grip loosening.
"Do not fall asleep. I swear to god, if you stay awake, I will fuck you five ways to sunday when you get better."
That woke Xigbar up. "Oh hells yes."
Xaldin laughed loudly, a wide grin on his face. "I figured that'd get you up, in more ways than one."
Xigbar grinned widely. "If I wasn't in ten thousand kinds of pain, I'd show you juuuust how much."
"Riiiight." Xaldin blinked, looking up and spotting a tall figure on the beach. "Hey! He called to Vexen, speeding up a little bit. "You. First aid. do you know it?"
Vexen looked up - then almost fell over. "Oh Jesus. Larxene! Help me! I need..." What he really needed, though, he didn't have - all of his equipment was lost in the wreck. "...Damnit!!"
"... Axel, huh? I'm Roxas. What's broken?" He was shaken, but the blond didn't think that anything was majorly damaged (Except perhaps his once overly-spiky hair).
"My dignity." Axel winced. "...My leg, actually, I think."
"Dignity? Hn. With that hair color, I wouldn't think that you had much in the first place." He walked over, helping Axel to his feet. "I think I might be able to splint it."
"Hey!! Shut up about my hair!" Axel growled. "...Um..." he didn't exactly trust some kid with his broken leg, but he didn't really want to SAY that.
"Fine, fine.... Sorry. Didn't mean to poke a nerve." Roxas grinned internally, leading Axel to a rock outcropping and sitting him down. "I need... to find some branches...."
"Yeah, you poked something else... god I feel shitty." He leaned heavily on Roxas while he was moved, then sort of collapsed. Well, the rest of him was starting to feel better - but his leg was feeling even worse.
Saix had been watching him for a long time... he just lay there, and for a while he was certain the man was dead, but every now and then he saw the slightest bit of movement. He crept closer, from tree to tree, until finally he was perched on the rocks directly above the dark-skinned man. And he watched.
Xemnas was far too much out of it to notice the man on the rocks above him. It took a few minutes for him to open his eyes and recognize the silhouette. "Who are you...? You weren't on the ship..." He murmured.
Saix leapt off the rocks and landed neatly next to him, the beads in his hair clinking softly. "...Ship?" he murmured, and his voice was like midnight, velvety and soft.
"The ship... You're..." Xemnas cringed, his head throbbing. "Who are you?"
"...Huh?" Xigbar's vision was going out of focus again.
Larxene blinked and pointed at Xigbar, jaw dropping. "Holy motherfuck, He's only got one eye!"
Vexen swore fluently. "Lay him down in the shade, make sure he doesn't start running a temperature and for god's sake, don't let him pass out!" He grabbed Larxene. "Come on. We need to find more people... fresh water..." he was desperately trying to remember what plants and herbs would help stop the bleeding. And how the fuck was he going to sew up his eye without a needle, or thread?!
Xaldin frowned, setting Xigbar down and brushing his fingers against his cheek. "Hey, remember what you promised me. No falling asleep."
Xigbar smiled up at him, but it was clear he was having trouble focusing on Xaldin's face. "Gotta admit... if I die, I'll be the happiest dead man on the fucking planet."
"You're not going to die," Vexen muttered irritably. "Not if I can help it."
"Hush," Saix whispered. He leaned down and scooped Xemnas into his arms as easily as if he were a kitten, or a particularly light bundle of seaweed. Which was no mean feat. "I am Saix," he added, as he began to walk towards the woods.
"Saix...." He smiled, hardly noticing when the man picked him up. "I don't know where I am... Where am I, Saix? I must be dreaming, for this is... a paradise..."
"Haha, shut it, Xigbar. I promised you that you weren't gonna die." Xaldin was worried. He wouldn't break his promise, he wouldn't...
"Heh..." Xigbar reached around for Xaldin's hand and twined their fingers together. "Hey, if I die, you better find me in the afterlife, okay?"
"Don't be stupid. You're not going to die." Xaldin muttered, squeezing Xigbar's hand. "You hear me?"
Xigbar grinned wolfishly. "Man... where did you come from? I fucking love you."
"Probably the same place you did, we just didn't know it." Xaldin pressed a small kiss, just a very small one, against Xigbar's forehead. "I'll tell you all about where I was when you're better."
Xigbar's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed happily.
Larxene had darted off into the forest, looking for herbs... fresh water... anything that would help Vexen out. That dude looked pretty beat up, and she might even feel bad if he died.
".......Why hello." The voice seemed to be coming from a violent burst of flowers along the side of one tree, or was that...? "You look lost."
And then she SCREAMED. BLOODY. MURDER. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING??" Larxene yelled, clutching her chest. "You nearly gave me a fuckin- Wait, where are you, anyways?" She looked about, moving some of the flowers away, searching for the owner of the voice.
Marluxia stepped from the flowers, chuckling. "I most certainly did not nearly give you a fucking," he informed her.
"... You didn't let me finish my sentence." She scowled at him, crossing her arms, heart still pounding. "You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack, and why is your hair pink?"
"Why shouldn't it be?" Marluxia asked, frowning. "You're obviously new here."
"Gee, no shit, retard." Stomping her foot, she resumed her search for plants that could stem the flow of blood from the wounds. "And I take it you're not?"
"No. Are you searching for something?" he asked, looking highly interested in what she was doing.
Larxene shot him a glare, his behavior aggravating her completely. "You know, you must be captain fucking obvious." She said. "I'm looking for an herb that can stop bleeding."
"...Oh." WELL then. "Is someone hurt?" He reached out a hand and touched the nearest tree, smirking softly to himself.
"No, I'm just looking for an herb with those properties for shits and giggles." She threw up her hands in aggravation.
Suddenly, there was a rustling through the bushes... Marluxia merely smirked. "These herbs?" he asked mildly.... as the plants she needed, as well as others she would never have even seen before, grew up between the flora with a speed that should have been impossible.
".... Smart ass." She snarled, pouting slightly. "You know, you could have just told me in the first place and wasted all your asshattery."
Reaching out, she grabbed for some of the plants and started to dash back towards the beach.
Roxas sighed, quickly finding some straight sticks to splint Axel's leg with. "So. Axel, huh? Interesting name."
"They wanted to name me Supercalifragilisticexpialidoscious, but it wouldn't fit on the birth certificate." Axel shrugged. "So, I got stuck with Axel."
"... You know what, you're kind of a freak." He laughed, tearing his vest up and using it to tie the sticks in place. "I'm Roxas."
"Not as freaky as you, shrimp." Axel smirked. "Woah!" he twitched as Roxas's hands strayed closer to his precious privates. "Watch it!"
"Oh, shut up." Roxas scowled, making sure to avoid Axel's crotch. "Don't think that I'd want to touch you, you skinny freak of nature."
"What?" Axel said, affronted. "I thought we established this, I'm not a freak." He wasn't contesting the skinny part, no way. "...Well, maybe a little."
Lexaeus loomed over Axel and Roxas, blinking and coughing quietly. "I apologize, but I think that I have been eavesdropping on your conversation."
Axel turned around and his eyes snapped wide open. "WOAH!"
Roxas looked up and nearly had a heart attack, falling back on his ass. "... A-- w- y-you're...."
"... hi."
Xaldin nearly flipped a shit when Xigbar's eye shut. "Hey. You. Wake up, or no fucking. Got it?"
Xigbar cracked the eye open and grinned evilly. "I'm gonna hold you to that," he muttered.
Larxene returned to the beach, applying the herbs to more of the extra-bleedy wounds. "VEXEN." She hollered. "GET THE FUCK OVER HERE AND MAKE HIM STOP BLEEDING."
Vexen snapped out of it and ran back. "Oh, you got herbs??? Good, good..." He frowned. With the eye, that wouldn't be enough.
Marluxia took a detour back to the village. "Aerith?" he ducked into her tent.
Aerith looked up at Marluxia, smiling kindly. "Yes, Marluxia? Is there something I can help you with?" She rested the large stone pestle on the floor, standing up and brushing herself off.
"There's a bit of a Situation down by the beach," he murmured. "Would you please come down with me? I'm afraid there will be a serious need of healing."
"Of course..." She smiled, gathering up several supplies in a rucksack and pulling on a robe. "May I ask what happened, exactly?"
"Oh! That's what I forgot to ask." Marluxia tapped his chin thoughtfully. "...Oh well. We'll find out when we get there!"
Aerith giggled, clasping her hands together. "Well, I suppose we should be off, then."
Marluxia led the way, the foliage bending out of his way. "I believe it might have been a shipwreck... the lovely young lady I ran into was very new."
"Oh, Well, I look forward to meeting them, then." She smiled, following right behind Marluxia, fireflies gathering around her and dispersing periodically.
Larxene had retreated to the forest again, looking for more of those flowers. What had they looked like again....? "Shit. Where's that pink-headed wierdo when I need him?"
Marluxia poofed out of nowhere, as if summoned. "You want the white flowers," he informed her with a cheerfully helpful grin.
She screamed again, faceplanting into a bed of flowers. "GODDAMNIT, STOP DOING THAT!" Larxene's face was red, and now covered with dirt. Picking some more of the plants, she stomped back to the beach.
"...... Oh, Fuck you, Xigbar." Xaldin chuckled quietly.
"That's the general intention, yes," Xigbar said with a rather evil cackle.
Lexaeus blinked, rubbing the back of his neck. "I appologize for startling you. Have either of you seen a small-somewhat-clumsy person with blueish hair? His name is Zexion."
Roxas shook his head, blue eyes still wide. ".... You're very big." He said quietly.
Off in the distance, Namine squinted. ".... What is that big thing over there? Is it a rock, or a person?"
Zexion's eyes flew open. "LEXAEUS!" he shouted, then shook Namine off and ran down the rocks and across the beach... then tripped and firmly faceplanted in the sand.
Namine yelped quietly, running after Zexion and tripping, falling right on top of him. "... Ow...."
Roxas glee'd and grabbed Namine, pulling her into a tight hug. "Namine! I'm so glad you're ok!" He almost cried, rocking her back and forth. "I don't know where they are... I don't know where Sora and Riku and Leon and Cloud are."
Lexaeus, too, was overjoyed to see Zexion. He picked him up out of the sand, hugging him tight. "Zexion... I'm glad you're all right."
Zexion squeaked and hugged Lexaeus as tight as he possibly could, which, fortunately for Lexaeus, was not terribly tight at all. He couldn't even speak, just sort of desperately clinging.
Aerith tapped Vexen on the shoulder, leaning over Xigbar. "Goodness... what happened to him...? He looks kind of dreadful..."
Vexen jumped at the touch - but something in him recognized that this person was the same as he was. "...There was a shipwreck. Multiple lacerations on his arms, legs, chest..." he frowned. He was pretty cut up everywhere, actually. "Oh, and the eye." His fingers were itching to stitch it up.
"Very well." Aerith smiled, kneeling next to Xigbar and producing a large bottle of clear fluid, uncapping it. "I'm sorry, sir, this might hurt a little... but it only will for a short while." She smiled brightly, pouring a small amount of the liquid into the eye socket.
Xigbar shouted out and dug his nails into Xaldin's arm. "SHIT!!!"
Xaldin winced, resting one hand against Xigbar's cheek. "Shhh... Calm down. It'll stop hurting soon."
Aerith worked quickly, humming a little tune as she did. "You're doing very well, you know. I've seen people with injuries half as bad as yours react a lot worse." She cleaned out all the wounds, applying a ground herbal root that would help keep infections away. Turning to Vexen, she held out a needle and thread. "Would you like to sew, or shall I?"
Vexen reached out a hand, fighting to keep all the questions he wanted to ask inside and focus on the task at hand. He waved Aerith away, narrowing his eyes and focusing tightly on the task at hand.
Axel hobbled to the opening of the cave. "I'M KIND OF IN PAIN, HERE!"
"Oh, yeah, you. Sorry, I was kind of having a reunion with my twin SISTER. who I thought was DEAD." He spat, Still clinging to Namine.
"Well that's just lovely," Axel drawled. "I suppose my sister doesn't matter at all then, huh."
"Your sister?" Namine asked, clinging to Roxas. "Who's your sister?"
"Her name's Kairi..." he winced as he tried to hobble forward again. "...She's probably around here somewhere."
Well, Damn. that was a foot-in-mouth moment if Roxas ever heard one. "...Sorry." He muttered, looking at the sand.
Lexaeus laughed, picking up Axel and Zexion. "Then Let's go find some more people. Maybe someone can help you, and find your sister."
Xigbar gritted his teeth and clung to Xaldin. Fuck, he'd better get sex after all this was over...
"Don't grit your teeth. You'll dammage them." Xaldin said, pushing his fingers between Xigbar's teeth. "If you need to bite, chew on those."
Xigbar glared at him, but he didn't bite down... he took the oppotunity to lick the finger instead.
An eyebrow arched slightly, and Xaldin chuckled. "Bloody opportunist."
"Literally," Xigbar said with a grin - then shut up at the mighty glare Vexen gave him.
Aerith looked around, humming quietly. "Is there anyone else around who is injured?" she asked, tapping a finger against her lower lip.
Lexaeus walked up behind Aerith, tapping her on the shoulder gently. "Pardon me, Miss, but perhaps you can help my redheaded friend... I believe that his leg is broken."
Saix grinned up from the ground, where he was sitting crosslegged, having placed Xemnas down a little ways into the jungle beside Xigbar. "Aerie, I found something on the beach."
"Ah, you did find something, Saix... Thank you." She smiled, beckoning Lexaeus to set Axel down. "Well, I suppose we had better get to work, shouldn't we, sir doctor?"
Vexen nodded, tying off the end of the thread and snapping it. He sighed. "He'll be fine, as long as he takes it easy for a while." Then he turned to Xemnas and frowned deeply.
Axel winced. "Uh, Roxas splinted it but it still hurts like hell..."
Aerith nodded, smiling over at Roxas, who was still clinging to Namine behind Lexaeus. "He did a good job... we... may be able to put some kind of cast on it back at the village."
"Whatever you need to do! I just want to be able to walk." He winced again.
Vexen looked up at Saix. "What did you DO to him?"
Xemnas grinned at Vexen, tilting his head and trying to sit up. "Ah... You were on the boat, yes? An unexpected stop, I assure you...." His arms moved about in sweeping gestures, and there was a large lump on his head.
Vexen made a strange gurgly sound and gently pushed him back down. "Stop moving!" he snapped. "...Is there ice anywhere?"
Larxene sneered, whapping Vexen upside the head. "You know, you shouldn't assume things about people."
Vexen idly kicked her in reply.
Marluxia smiled prettily. "I believe there is." He moved over to a nearby tree and ran a hand down its bark, gazing at it almost lovingly. "Someone will bring it soon."
She hissed, rubbing where he kicked her. "You little cockface. You had better not sleep tonight."
" 'Ello luvs, what's going on here, then?" Luxord grinned, strolling over from nowhere in particular. "Am I missing a party?"
"I'm not afraid of you." Vexen was no longer concentrating on her, fidgeting as he waited for - oh, there was... dear lord.
Zexion hadn't let go of Lexaeus the entire time, but now he finally did, looking a little sheepish. "Uhhh........."
Lexaeus hugged Zexion close; he wouldn't let him leave again. He had felt kind of... alone without him.
Zexion meeped softly - then tentatively put his arms around his waist again. He didn't know why Lexaeus was being so... cuddly, but he wasn't complaining.
Luxord grinned, handing a fairly large container of ice to Aerith. "There you are, m'dear." He grinned, eyeing the newcomers. "Blimey, what happened to 'im?"
Aerith smiled and took the ice happily, kneeling once more next to Vexen. "Here you are." She smiled.
Xigbar gave him a thumbs up. "I got fuckin' harpooned," he said with a huge grin.
Luxord's eyes widened and he looked amazed. "Cor Blimey, You're luckier'n me, mate."
Xaldin blinked and nearly fell over, feeling slightly queasy. ".... Wow. Uh. Ok, that sucks!"
Larxene frowned and stood up, stalking into the forest. "I am going exploring. Have fun being a creepy doctor, brother dear."
"Actually, I'm just kidding. I'm don't actually know what got my eye."
This time, Xaldin did cuff Xigbar upside the head, frowning. "You're a dick."
Vexen nearly had a heart attack. "DON'T DO THAT!!!"
".... I didn't hit an injured spot..." Xaldin said sheepishly.
"And I have one, too!" Xigbar said cheerfully.
Luxord arched an eyebrow slightly at Xigbar, a quiet chuckle falling from his lips. "Ooh, you gave 'im the good sedative, didn't you, miss Aerith?"
Aerith laughed and shook her head. "No, I didn't give him anything."
Larxene rolled her eyes and continued deeper into the forest, finally coming upon a small spring. "Ooh..." She grinned, dipping her head in the water to rinse some of the salt out. "Blech, saltwater."
"There are hot springs further inland," a voice behind her said.
She yelped, flailing and falling into the spring. ".... You asshat! Are you just going to like... follow me around ALL THE TIME?" Wonderful. And now, she was soaked.
"..." Marluxia considered this. "Perhaps not all the time."
Larxene just glared at him from where she was sitting in the spring. "You. Are SUCH. A Dick." She stood up, smacking him upside the head and walking off with a huff.
Marluxia's hand reached up to caress the place where she hit him. "....I think I'm in love..."
Suddenly, from out over the water, there was a strain of ridiculously cheerful song.... and a loud splash. Clearly, there was someone - or something - out there.
Xaldin blinked and turned, looking out at the ocean. "....Oh, Look. there's someone out on the water."
"Huh. Fancy that..." Xigbar smirked.
"Tell me about it."
"My~ my~ you're just like pie~" Demyx sailed in on the next wave, bodysurfing into the sand. "When I call you on the phone~~."
"....." Xaldin didn't say anything, he just arched an eyebrow.
"What a silly song." Aerith giggled, clapping her hands and waving at Demyx.
"You say hello, and that's the crust..." He waved and pushed himself to his feet, still singing. "...the filling is yet to come~."
Xigbar laughed. "Demyx, man! You made it!"
"You know him?" Xaldin arched an eyebrow, looking over at Demyx. He did seem the type who would know him, but... Jailbait, much.....
"My, my, you're just like eggs..." Demyx plopped down next to where Xigbar was lying. "...You're all slimy on the outside and yolky in the middle..."
Snicker. "Not at the moment, dude."
"Waitasecond..." He frowned, looking to one side... then continued. "...That's not right, what I really meant is that I lo~ve you in the morning~..."
That pretty much caused everyone to burst into laughter. Roxas grinned widely, Xaldin just lol'd loudly, and Xemnas continued to... pontificate. At great length. Aerith Giggled.
Xigbar, too, cracked up. "Whatever, dude, whatever. I'm glad you're okay, shrimp."
Demyx laughed. "Of course I'm okay! Uh... you don't look so good..."
"And thank you, Captain of all understatements." Xaldin grumbled, rolling his eyes.
"Thank you!" Demyx said brightly.
Xaldin eyed Xigbar, an exasperated look on his face. "He's not the brightest one, is he?"
Xigbar cracked up, despite the massive pain in his nonexistent eye when he did so. "Yeah, Demyx is my lil' bro. We go way back." He reached out and ruffled his funny-looking hair. "Dem, this is Xaldin."
Saix was extremely interested in Xemnas's hair. He was totally ignoring everything that just happened, and instead chose to sit there and sift his hands through the hair, much to Vexen's consternation.
"Oh, hello." Xemnas grinned lopsidedly, reaching up and playing with some of Saix's hair. It was clear that he was suffering from the effects of a severe blow to the head. "Your hair is blue..... Blue hair."
Xaldin nodded in greeting up at Demyx. Something about that kid made him want to either hug puppies or slam his head against the wall. He didn't know which.
Probably both. Xigbar grinned. "Man... I hate laying down..."
"Oh, shut it, Xigbar. You won't mind it after you feel better."
Roxas and Namine blinked confusedly at Xaldin, tilting their heads. It was clear that the innuendo had gone right the hell over their heads.
Axel cackled.
Xigbar raised an eyebrow and shifted slightly. "Oh really..."
The diminutive blond (Roxas) looked over at Axel, arching an eyebrow slightly. "Wait, what was he talking about?"
"I'll tell you when you're older."
"...you're an asshat."
"Now, I've always wondered this - is that a hat for your ass, or an ass being used as a hat...?"
Roxas puffed out his cheeks angrily, his ears turning red. "You know what, now you're just being facetious."
Namine giggled at Roxas, a little shy smile on her face. She knew that look; it had been the same one that Sora had given Riku, and that Cloud had given Leon....
"What? I'm not being sarcastic, I'm asking an honest question!"
"You know what, you can shut up." Roxas stalked to a rock outcropping, sitting atop it and sulking.
"But what if I don't want to?"
"Well too bad! You can shut up anyways!" Roxas yelled, wanging a lump of kelp at Axel.
Namine just started to laugh.
"Your face can shut up!"
"WELL YOUR MOM CAN SHUT UP!" Roxas replied. "YOU'RE.... STUPID. SHUT UP." He stood up, stomping off into the forest.
Demyx watched the whole scene with wide blue eyes. "Woah," he said.
"YOU SHUT UP!!!"
Namine just stood there, giggling quite loudly. "Wow. Just... wow."
Xigbar started wiggling around again. "MAN. I wanna get up!"
"All in good time, Xigbar."
"That's not what I meant..." Xigbar chuckled. "Here, help me stand up."
Xaldin nodded, helping Xigbar to his feet. "You probably shouldn't be standing up, Xigbar."
Xigbar leaned heavily against him, and the world was swimming a little - but as long as he could hang onto something (or someone), he was okay. "Nah man, I'm fine. Let's go exploring. Wanna come, Dem?"
"Nah, I'm ok. I wanna watch this!" he pointed to where Vexen and Aerith were working, earning him a beady-eyed Vexen glare.
Larxene was angry. And she was soaking wet. And she was in a jungle. "This sucks." She grumbled, peeling off her clothes and squeezing the extra water out of them. So, now she was naked, soaking wet, and sitting in a jungle. God, she hated her life.
There was a rustle in the foliage, and then - "Oh. I'm sorry. I don't mean to intrude." The speaker was keeping politely back, out of vision.
". . . .Ok, if you're that pink-haired wierdo, then I might have to sodomize you with the next jagged object that I find." She growled, not even bothering to attempt to cover herself.
"I assure you, I do not have pink hair. However, you may think me weird." He moved out from the plants surrounding the area. "It's all a matter of taste." He was tall, with silver hair that brushed the back of his knees and sharp green eyes. His body was decorated very simply - but elegantly, with perfect swoops of black ink accentuating his lean muscles. The only two places that had actual symbolism was on one side of his face and his back - and they both had the same design, a lone black wing.
"Ah, fine, then." She waved a hand dismissively, indicating that Sephiroth could join her, if he so wished. "So, what exactly is this place? And who was that weird pink-haired guy?"
Sephiroth's hair fanned out behind him as he slid down beside her with a timeless grace. "His name is Marluxia, and he is our king."
".... He's your King? Well... Fancy that." She sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead. "He's weird. I hope you know that."
"Oh, we do. However, you'll find out soon enough that most people in this world are 'weird' in one way or another." He smiled. "It's generally called being unique."
"Oh really? And how, pray tell, are you 'unique'?" An eyebrow arched slightly, and she tilted her head in mock interest.
He smiled. "You'll have to know me longer to find out, won't you?"
"Indeed." She sighed, giving her clothes one final squeeze before throwing them back on. "That will have to do." Larxene returned to lounging, running her fingers through her hair. "So tell me about this place. I mean... It's a beach. and a jungle. and... What else is here?"
"It's an island... but you have yet to see the island's true beauty." He leaned back on his hands. "Unfortunately, I cannot be the one to show it to you."
"Oh? And why, pray tell, would that be?" she arched an eyebrow, her hair falling about her face as she ran her fingers through it.
"Only our king can invite an outsider into our village."
"... Well, shit." Larxene pouted slightly, looking around at the foliage. "Where's a pink-haired wierdo when you need'im? What's your name, anyways? I just realized that I forgot to ask..."
"Sephiroth. And yours?"
"Larxene."
Xigbar somehow led the expedition, despite the fact that he couldn't really keep himself standing. "Dude, what's with all the flowers?"
Xaldin shrugged and continued to support him, looking around at the indigenous foliage. "...I dunno. I guess it's just the season for them?"
"What the hell is this one? It's like... purple. Bright purple. I like it."
"I believe that's a purple people eater." Marluxia had appeared out of nowhere as he had a tendency to do. "...but I'm not sure." Smile~
".... Oh, you would like the one called a people eater." Xaldin snorted, looking at some of the other flowers. "That one's a... Hibiscus, right?" he said, pointing at a red flower on a tree.
"Correct!" Marluxia clapped his hands together and grinned cheerfully. "My, you're good at this."
Xigbar rolled his eyes, scowling.
"I should be. It's kind of the part of my job that I don't pay attention to." Xaldin said, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, the other about Xigbar's waist.
"Oh? And what is your job, pray do tell?"
"I'm a biologist. Animal biology mostly, I don't know as much about plants as I should."
"How terribly interesting. ...You'll find, however, that there are quite a few species - both plants and animals - that don't exist anywhere else in the world." He smiled mysteriously.
".... Neat."
Xigbar raised his eyebrow. "Neat????"
"Yes. Neat. Meaning great. or wonderful. I believe that you should be familiar with the word." Xaldin chuckled, picking up Xigbar and casually GRABBING HIS ASS.
Xigbar snickered, grinning widely.
Marluxia smiled generously. "Well, I shall leave you to your explorations. However, keep in mind that the wild beasts do not like stationary prey." He then slipped off into the trees, humming a pleasant little tune.
Xaldin arched an eyebrow as Marluxia left, his comment not really doing much to make him feel comfortable. "... Well then. That was informative."
"Informative my ass." Xigbar frowned in the direction he'd left. "What a fruitcake."
Xaldin lol'd.
Back on the beach, Xemnas was just really starting to come around from his delirium. Instead of being left with a happy, floaty feeling, he kind of felt like his head was going to implode. This was not a good feeling, and caused him to curl up in a near-fetal position.
Saix leaned forward, looking suddenly concerned. "......Doctor, will he be all right?"
Vexen rolled his eyes. "Of course he will. He's just being a big baby." Glaaare. "Stop dramatizing, captain."
"I daresay that you're not the one in intense amounts of pain, doctor. I believe that it feels like my head is cracked open." He gritted his teeth and cracked one eye open, looking up at Saix.
Aerith giggled quietly and smiled at Xemnas, pushing what looked like a chocolate-coated capsule into his mouth. "If you're going to be pontificating, then you might as well eat this. It'll help with your head."
Vexen scowled up at her. He just hoped it would actually help.
Saix actually looked alarmed, and leaned closer. "Aerie, he'll be all right, won't he? He's beautiful."
Vexen snorted under his breath.
Xemnas blinked and was about to retort, when Aerith pressed two fingers against his lips. "Dilly-dally, shilly shally. Just swallow it, you'll feel better." She then tugged on one of Saix's braids in a comforting manner, tilting her head. "Of course he'll be fine. He's just got a bad little bump on the head."
Saix reached out and cuddled against Aerith's arm.
Aerith smiled, curling her arms about Saix for a moment. "You're a silly little worrywart, Saix." Releasing him, she scooted over to where Axel was sitting. "I need to see where your leg is broken. It might hurt a little bit, but I'll be very careful."
Axel nodded. Damnit, now that Roxas had mentioned sisters, he was thinking about Kairi... the last time he'd seen her was during the storm, and they'd gotten into another argument. He really hoped she was around here somewhere, he'd said some pretty asstarded things and wanted to apologize.
Namine knelt behind Axel, tentatively putting a hand on his. "Are you going to be all right?" She asked quietly as Aerith worked on locating the break.
"Yeah... I'll live." He smiled charmingly at her. "I can take a little pain..." he winced, though, as Aerith poked something a little too hard.
"I'm sorry about Roxas. He can be pretty cold to people he's not familiar with." She paused for a moment, moving more into his line of vision. "I'm sorry about your sister, as well."
"Huh? Oh, she'll turn up. She always does." He waved a hand vaguely. "She's aggravatingly persistent like that."
She smiled a little bit, curling her knees into her chest. "I'm glad for that."
Axel nodded. "Kid - what's your name? I forgot it if you told me."
"My name is Namine." She said, tracing her fingers absently through the sand in a swirling pattern. "Namine Hikari."
"Damn, that's a pretty name. Pretty name for a pretty girl," he added, smiling rather deviously.
Namine giggled and blushed a little bit, curling her toes into the sand. "Thank you."
Zexion sighed and slid away from Lexaeus - but then reached over and grabbed his hand. "...We're going to need shelter. And food." He shaded his eyes with the other hand and looked down along the beach. "...Maybe we could use pieces of ship? I know there are some pretty big sheets of metal down that way."
Lexaeus nodded, reluctantly letting his arm drop from about Zexion's waist, but was quite pleased when the smaller man took his hand. "Very well. We should go and try to set something up."
"Hey, can I come?" Demyx bounced to his feet - watching Vexen had gotten boring.
Zexion winced. ".....Fine." He pulled Lexaeus along, set to ignore the little singsongy freak.
The large man chuckled, squeezing Lexaeus's hand gently. Zexion had always been the slightly jealous type.
"Cool!" Demyx followed them, hands hooked in the belt loops of his pants, which though frayed and patched to begin with, were somehow still intact after the wreck. "Sooo... did you guys lose anyone in the storm?"
Zexion gritted his teeth. He wasn't fond of being reminded just how panicked he'd been to think that Lexaeus might have died. "....No."
He blinked at Demyx, tilting his head. "Thankfully, I didn't. Although I don't know what I would have done if I had."
"Oh..." Demyx frowned. "...My little brother drowned."
Zexion stopped dead, his jaw almost dropping in shock. "!!!!" He felt horrible, but - "..how can you just... SAY that?!"
Lexaeus faltered in his steps, looking over at Demyx. He was silent for a long while, just sort of blinking at the younger man. "...."
"Well it happened, didn't it?" Demyx kicked up some sand. "And he always loved the sea."
Zexion turned away, feeling sick to his stomach. He tugged on Lexaeus's hand, just... suddenly, deeply grateful for the man's presence. "I-I.. uh, what's your name?"
A pang of grief shot through Lexaeus's chest and he stared down at the sand. He didn't have anything to say (all in all, this was a common occurrence, but never really for this reason). His hand remained clasped about Zexion's, but his other arm wrapped about Demyx in a one-armed hug.
Demyx squeaked, then grinned and hugged Lexaeus. "Oh I uh I'm Demyx!"
SCOWWWWWL. Zexion's glare could have killed small children.
Pulling away, Lexaeus looked around the beach and spotted some debris from the ship. "It would probably be a good plan to build a shelter before nightfall..."
"Hey, yeah!!" Demyx pulled away and ran for the ship debris. "Wow! This is gonna be fun!"
"... What a strange boy."
Zexion folded his arms across his chest, still scowling massively, not to mention his ears being red. "Freak."
Lexaeus arched an eyebrow, pinching Zexion's ears gently and moving his thumbs against them in small circles. "Your ears are all red, Zexion."
Eep! Zexion jumped at the touch, blushing even more. Akjsdfasd!
He grinned. Lexaeus would eat his hat if Zexion wasn't the most adorable person EVER.
"A-a-anyway..." Zexion cringed and looked over at where Demyx was playing with the torn sheets of metal. "Hey you! Demyx! Do something useful and fish out the big pieces!"
"Don't be like that, Zexion..." Lexaeus chided, resting his hands on his friend's shoulders. "Be nice."
"Kaaaay!" Demyx got to work. "Hm hm hm~ you're an artichoke~" He began piling up big sheets of metal and other useful-looking things.
He grinned a little bit, taking Zexion's hand and completing the song that Demyx had begun to sing. "I have to peel away the outside which is still good but the inside's better~"
Zexion blushed massively again. "Stop being cute," he growled.
"Hey, you know that song!" Demyx grinned. "I love to savor~ your juicy heart~" CLANG! "And dip you in~ the butter~"
Lexaeus chuckled quietly and ruffled Zexion's hair. "I won't stop until you do."
ASJKALSDJSA. Zexion made a very interesting noise of complaint as his hair was ruffled, then turned away and stomped down to the water's edge, presumably to help Demyx. He was still bright red.
He grinned triumphantly, setting about to help build a shelter. Good lord, but Zexion was adorable.
Luxord returned to the beach and handed Aerith the gourd full of water, and she began to wrap Axel's leg carefully in gauze.
She emptied a jar of dirt into the water and mixed them together, using the dirt as a kind of plaster to hold it still.
"I'll try my best," he said with a charming wink.
Saix flopped over, looking up at the sky. ".....Sunset soon." If by soon you meant two hours or so, then yes.
Xigbar wiggled. He was feeling a little lightheaded, but not enough to call out on it. "......Shit, look over there." Not everyone was as lucky as they were.
Xaldin blinked, looking over in the direction that Xigbar had indicated. "What d'you mean?"
Xigbar pulled him over, ignoring the swimmy feeling in his head. ".....Man." He poked at the mess with his foot. "We're gonna be seeing a lot of these, aren't we?" Bodies... the unlucky ones, mangled from the rocks and the coral reef. Xigbar made a face.
"...Those kids... The three of them shouldn't see this..." Xaldin muttered, shutting his eyes and pushing some of his dreads out of his face.
Xigbar nodded. "...It's gonna take a lot of effort to keep this shit hidden, though. And Myde..." He frowned, then sighed. "Man."
"... Myde?" Xaldin asked quizzically, setting Xigbar down before beginning to dig a very deep hole right above where the beach ended, in an area of ground that was practically completely clay.
Xigbar slid to a more-lying-down position, and felt better now that he was still. "...Dem's brother. He fell overboard during the storm, and Dem jumped in after him..." He winced. "God, I thought I wasn't gonna see either of them ever again."
"..." Xaldin paused in his hole-digging, wrapping his arms around Xigbar. "I'm sorry." He muttered quietly, eyes shut. This whole situation was... extremely fucked up.
Xigbar shook his head, then unexpectedly nuzzled into Xaldin's neck. "....Maybe all this shit happened for a reason..."
"Well, I'd sure have a fucking bone to pick with whatever higher power if they did this to us for shits and giggles." Xaldin was shaking a little bit as he spoke; the adrenaline, apparently, was beginning to wear off, and his energy was fading. "I need to finish this." He muttered, pulling away and continuing to dig the hole.
Xigbar remained right where he was, staring at the sky. Myde... wherever you are, kid, I hope you're happy.
Vexen sighed depply, his work done for the moment. "...We need shelter and food and fresh water..." Then he blinked, as Saix got to his feet.
"It's almost sunset," he said, as if it was the most important statement in the world. "Aerie. Lux. Let's go." He turned and headed for the jungle.
Xemnas blinked unhappilly at Saix's movement, attempting to sit up. "Wait... Where are you going?"
Saix gave him a mysterious grin over one shoulder. "Home."
Luxord nodded, grinning widely. "You'd all do well to stay together. Night time 'round 'ereabouts can be right spooky."
Aerith frowned and tweaked Luxord's ear, smiling kindly at the newcomers. "Pay him no mind... you'll be fine." With that, she pulled Luxord into the forest by his ear, the blond complaining all the way.
Sephiroth melted out of the shadows and joined them, slipping an arm around Aerith's waist. "So. What do you think of these newcomers?"
Saix tugged on Luxord's OTHER ear. "I like them. The tan one has pretty hair."
Aerith jumped, frowning and batting Sephiroth in the arm. "You know you're not allowed to sneak up on me like that, Sephiroth."
Sephiroth chuckled. "Too late."
She tapped her lower lip, looking back over her shoulder. "They seem peaceful enough... More shaken than anything."
"Mmm... Only two of them are female."
Luxord arched an eyebrow, piping up though both his ears were being twisted. "I say, Seph... that's rather sketchy of you to point out."
Aerith twisted his ear harder.
So did Saix - just so he didn't feel unbalanced.
Sephiorth grinned. "I like the blond one." Then he realized they were both blond. "The blond woman, that is."
Aerith arched an eyebrow, then laughed quietly. "I should hope that it's the woman that you find attractive... the little girl looks far too young for you... you may get someone angry with you."
"Oh my. That would be unfortunate." Sephiroth smiled brightly.
Luxord yelped quietly, frowning at Saix. "Steady on there... there was no call for that."
Aerith sighed quietly, tapping her toe on the floor. "Don't be like that, Sephiroth."
Saix smiled cheeeeerfully.
Sephiroth chuckled and pressed a kiss to her temple. "All right. Anything for you."
She smiled sweetly, tugging his hair and releasing Luxord's ear. "Thank you. Now let's go home."
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A/N: *WHEW*. This rp is HUUUUGE. I haven't even started the tip of the iceberg, ohoho. Now, in case you were wondering...
x-igrab: Xigbar, Vexen, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Demyx, Marluxia, and Sephiroth
sakura443: Xemnas, Xaldin, Lexaeus, Luxord, Larxene, Roxas, Namine, and Aerith
...with more characters to come! Orz. XD.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as we do creating it. Ta ta!