Disclaimer: I can't find those copyright papers....huh. I guess that means I don't own KH!
Hallo! It's Mika-chan! Some of my readers may remember this title. Well, I was looking over it a few days ago and decided it was high time for a rewrite. The plot has changed a LITTLE bit, but the idea is basically the same. That being said, I don't know much about marching band and colour guard. I played the clarinet in band from grades 4-8, but that's it. I have friends in colour guard, so they can help me with that kind of thing. If any of my readers have been to band camp and/or in marching band, any help would be greatly appreciated. so...let the deadly tale begin!
The band members of the infamous Twilight High School marching band had thought that band camp would be boring and pointless. Some of the older members remembered the events from the camp held the previous year, but those times were sure to have evanesced since the underclassmen would almost certainly ruin the fun. Little did they know, however, that two short weeks would change the lives of many.
The camp was held about two hours outside of Twilight Town in a remote place with a name so boring that almost everyone had forgotten it upon their arrival. For one reason or another, the chorus tagged along for the camp, which didn't make sense to anyone in either band or chorus. Cid, the band instructor, had informed those in the marching band that they would be taking part in a so-called competition with other high school marching bands. The renowned marching band from Hollow Bastion, notorious for their song selection and upbeat routines, would be competing with Twilight High, which would make the competition even more annoying. The chorus was also to be competing, even though they had no idea why.
So after a two-hour bus ride, the marching band from Twilight High started to retrieve their instruments and luggage from the underside of the charter bus. Their uniforms were with Cid, which probably wasn't the best idea, since the band instructor was well known for loosing things after having them in his possession for under a minute.
Roxas was trying to pry his keyboard free from between a tenor sax and a trombone when he heard Sora, his twin brother, calling him from the Mess Hall, which was a few yards away. Despite the fact that they were twins, no one had a hard time distinguishing the two brothers. Axel and Reno, however, weren't so lucky. Even though their eyes were two completely different colours, Reno and Axel were always being mistaken for one another.
Looking in the direction of the Mess Hall, Roxas saw his brother sprinting in his direction with his boyfriend, Riku, not far behind him. Sora always had an excess amount of energy, which Roxas found quite irritating, and he couldn't understand how Riku could put up with him.
"What do you want, Sora?" Roxas sighed as he continued to attempt to free his keyboard.
"Did you get your cabin assignment from Cid yet?" Sora asked.
"Yeah, I'm in cabin six." Roxas nodded.
"Oh, damn." Riku looked startled and amused at the same time.
"What?" Roxas looked at the silver-haired teen. "What's wrong?"
"You're with Demyx." Sora snickered.
Of course. He had to be with Demyx. Demyx was the sitarist in the band, and for one reason or another, his instrument matched his personality. Demyx was the only person who could rival Sora in terms of hyperactivity. Kairi accidentally made the mistake of giving the faux-hawked teen a cup of coffee one morning before school. After about a minute, Demyx went from talking about the upcoming football game, to a popular video game, to the Latin test that day and to whether or not it was going to rain. The consequences of giving Demyx anything containing caffeine or sugar were deadly and astronomical.
"You're kidding, right?" Roxas groaned.
"And guess who else you're with!" Sora grinned.
"If I'm stuck with Saix…" Roxas said threateningly.
"I'll give you a hint." Riku said. "He's a drummer, his hair is the colour of a fire hydrant and he can't seem to live without his iPod."
It couldn't get any worse, could it? Demyx and Axel in one place? Sure, Axel wasn't as bad as Demyx, but Roxas still didn't want to be around him very much. The band and chorus were convinced that the two had some argument over something and didn't like to talk to each other, but Roxas knew the real reason why he avoided Axel.
Roxas was gay. And he liked Axel.
Of course, everyone knew that he was gay. It was kind of hard to ignore once Roxas started going out with Hayner, who just so happened to be in the chorus. Their relationship had lasted a few months, but it was proof that Roxas was gay. Fortunately, no one seemed to have a problem with it.
Roxas, however, didn't want to take the chance of telling Axel the truth. He had no idea what Axel's reaction would be, if he responded at all. They avoided each other at all costs, so Roxas didn't really know much about the redheaded drummer. He had no idea how he reacted to certain things and Roxas didn't want to make himself look like an idiot.
"Come on, it won't be that bad." Sora assured him, seeing that his twin was clearly annoyed by this decision.
"Why do you hate him so much, anyway?" Riku wondered as he helped Roxas free the keyboard from the luggage.
"I don't hate him, Riku." Roxas corrected him.
"Well, there's something going on between the two of you." Sora said.
"We'd better get going, Sora." Riku took Sora by the hand. "We still have to unload our stuff, remember?"
"Ah, right." Sora rolled his eyes. "Well, see you tomorrow then, Roxas."
"Whatever." Roxas rolled his eyes as Sora and Riku walked back to their cabin.
It took another few minutes for Roxas to retrieve his suitcase, which was wedged between a drum set that probably belonged to Yuffie and a baritone sax. Once he had finally gathered his entire luggage, he carted his belongings over to cabin six, where he prepared himself for the horror that was sure to come.
Upon entering, Roxas' eyes met what could only be described as chaos. It appeared that Demyx had taken no time at all to make the cabin look like a toxic wasteland. Cloud and Vincent, the other inhabitants of the cabin, looked rather annoyed by the actions of the sitarist and were trying to counter-act whatever Demyx had done by attempting to put things back in their rightful place. Axel, on the other hand, was sitting on his bed listening to his iPod, completely oblivious to the scene around him.
"About time, Roxas!" Cloud exclaimed. "You can help out, you know."
"He's done this much already?" Roxas raised an eyebrow, claiming the bed next to Cloud's as his own. "How long has he been here?"
"About five minutes." Vincent shoved a series of video game cases into the nearby bedside table.
"Has he had caffeine or sugar?" Roxas felt like a doctor examining a patient.
"Not that I know of." Cloud shook his head.
"Then why is he like this?" Roxas questioned as he watched Demyx dance around the tiny cabin as he sang the main song from The Sound of Music.
"Shut up, Demyx!" Axel shouted, speaking for the first time since Roxas' arrival. "There's a reason why you're not in chorus!"
"I didn't sign up for it." Demyx grinned.
"Not what I was talking about." Axel's peridot eyes found Roxas and they narrowed in confusion, as though Axel had just realized that Roxas was there. "What are you doing here, Roxas?"
"I'm staying here, Axel." Roxas said.
"Why?" Axel questioned.
"How should I know?" Roxas shrugged. "Take it up with Cid if you have a problem with it."
"What's the deal with you two?" Cloud demanded.
"You always act like you hate each other." Vincent said.
"We don't hate each other." Roxas and Axel said at the same time.
"Then why the hell do you two start fighting every time you see each other?" Cloud wanted to know.
"No idea." Axel shrugged before retreating to his music once again.
"This is so pointless." Roxas sighed, taking out his summer homework for his upcoming Latin class.
"Are we going to have to stay up all night to make sure that one of you doesn't get killed in your sleep?" Cloud asked over Demyx's rendition of Springtime for Hitler.
"No, Cloud." Roxas assured him, ignoring the fact that Vincent had taken a rather large textbook and started beating the sitarist over the head.
"That hurts, Vincent!" Demyx whined.
"Then shut up!" Vincent and Axel yelled at the same time.
"It's like the band camp from hell." Cloud pinched his fingers against his nose.
"With the addition of the chorus." Roxas reminded him.
"Yeah, why is that?" Axel had given up on his music and was twisting the headphones around his crimson iPod.
"Because Cid and Sephiroth are insane?" Cloud asked, referring to the chorus instructor.
"What else is new?" Vincent shrugged.
"I got a new video game!" Demyx beamed.
"No one asked you." Axel threw a pen at the faux-hawked teen.
"Why are you all so mean?" Demyx whined.
"Why are you such an idiot?" Axel demanded.
"I'm not an idiot, Axel." Demyx protested.
"I beg to differ." Roxas said.
"Seriously!" Demyx exclaimed. "I got a hundred on my Latin test last week."
"That's because you got the answers from Seifer." Axel said.
"So?" Demyx challenged.
"You don't get it, do you?" Cloud flopped down on his bed and started to work on his AP Biology homework.
"Get what?" Demyx cocked his head in a confused manner.
"That it's not ethically right to cheat on a test." Vincent explained.
"Who cares?" Demyx shrugged. "Xigbar does it all the time."
"Xigbar isn't of sound mind." Roxas said, referring to his Latin-English dictionary.
"He has speakers in his brain?" Demyx didn't always think things through.
"How stupid are you?" Axel rolled his eyes. "Of course he doesn't have speakers in his brain."
"But Roxas said that he wasn't of sound mind." Demyx pointed out.
"That doesn't mean he has speakers in his brain, Demyx." Cloud's eyes were glued to his textbook.
"This is ridiculous." Axel shook his head in annoyance.
"Isn't everything?" Vincent wondered.
"Sleep isn't annoying." Axel said.
"Why am I not surprised…" the sarcasm was obvious in Roxas' voice.
"Don't start fighting now. We have two weeks of this, then it's over. Huh…" Cloud said, looking over a page he found in his textbook.
"What's wrong?" Vincent asked, looking up from his own book.
"I found Larxene's notes that I borrowed the other day." Cloud said. "I guess I forgot to give them back."
"She and the rest of the colour guard are here." Roxas said. "You can give it back while were in this hellhole."
Larxene, for one reason or another, was in the colour guard, which completely astounded everyone. It was widely believed that Larxene was a sadist and would do anything to pick a fight with anyone. Perhaps this was why she joined the colour guard; so she could attack people with her flags. And Larxene had been the one who had protested the most about being at the camp in the first place. Even though this was band camp, the colour guard tagged along, since it was a well-known fact that wherever the band went, the colour guard could be found not far behind.
"If anyone should be in the colour guard, it should be Yuffie." Cloud said, setting Larxene's notes aside. "It would be a good way for her to get rid of all that energy."
"But then she'd start whacking people with the flags." Roxas pointed out.
"She's a pretty good drummer, though." Demyx observed.
"But is it really such a good idea to let her near school equipment?" Axel questioned.
"What do you mean?" Vincent mused.
"Remember when she busted Rikku's flute two months ago?" Axel pointed out. "And when she almost destroyed Demyx's sitar?"
"Ruining the sitar would be a blessing." Cloud said, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Not funny, Cloud!" Demyx glared angrily.
"Oh, come off it, Demyx." Axel said.
"I can see what you mean, though." Vincent said. "But at least she's dedicated."
"More like eager to make as much noise as she possibly can." Roxas rolled his eyes. "She still doesn't know the meaning of the word 'quiet'."
"I think Cid's given up on her." Axel pulled out his DS and started playing Mario Kart.
"He gave up on her a long time ago." Cloud said. "It's pointless."
"This whole thing is pointless." Axel said.
"Is there anything you don't complain about?" Roxas faced the redhead.
"Like I said, sleep isn't so bad." Axel shrugged one shoulder.
"You really are an idiot, aren't you?" Roxas sighed.
"Hey, I'm no Demyx, Roxas." Axel snapped, ignoring Demyx's yelp of protest.
"Well, if you actually got off your arse and did something, maybe people wouldn't think you're worthless." Roxas stated, the anger level gradually rising.
"That has nothing to do with it." Axel had abandoned his video game entirely.
"Oh, yes it does!" Roxas exclaimed. "All you do is complain about things!"
"I think you have me confused with Vexen." Axel challenged.
"Vexen's annoying, but he's not as annoying as you." Roxas retaliated.
"Oh, I beg to differ." Axel said. "Vexen never shuts up."
"And neither do you." Roxas retorted.
"What's the deal with you, anyway?" Axel's eyes were slits, a sure sign of danger. "You don't know anything about me."
"Like I'd want to." Roxas' voice was full of contempt. "I deal with you all the time in band. I know all I need to know."
"Well, you clearly don't know me as well as you think you do." Axel shot back.
Cloud, Demyx and Vincent watched the scene between the two, wondering how each would counter-act the responses made by the other. Roxas and Axel didn't get along well to begin with. If things kept going like this, they could have a full-fledged war on their hands.
This is a LOT different, ja? But it's going to be better. It's a little unorthodox, I know, but I'm really hoping it will work out. As I said, any and all help will be greatly appreciated. reviews equal love!
next chapter: first rehersals and meeting the band