A/N: Here we are! Another chapter. ^^ This is more a pet peeve of mine than anything else, so. You know. Not terribly important. At least it's short?

I have a shrine dedicated to En ar Ciel. She is the best (only) beta I've ever had. :P


Food, Stones, and Orbs

Kukai blinked a few times when he woke up and looked around. His room looked a bit... green. He shrugged it off, putting it down to a prank by one of his brothers. He headed to the bathroom, splashed some water on his face and then looked in the mirror.

His scream could be heard for miles.

-lll-

"What the hell is going on?" demanded Utau, adjusting her sunglasses fitfully.

"I don't know, okay?" replied a rather panicked Tadase, his own sunglasses flashing in the light.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod," chanted Amu, shaking. She felt tears slide down her face as she rocked herself frantically. The rest of the group stared at her in horror.

"Amu-chan!" yelled Nagihiko. "Your tears are..."

She looked up, confused. Her confusion greatly decreased when Yaya wiped a tear on her finger and licked at it. "Honey," she declared. The group made disgusted faces.

"Yaya, what the hell do you think you're doing?" snapped Rima. "That's horrible!"

"I was just making sure," protested the girl. "And it's not like I'm that much better off or anything!" she said defiantly, lifting her sunglasses and watching as everybody else backed off in horror.

Her eyes were amber orbs. They were literally amber orbs. Orbs made of amber. Pure amber. Except her left orb, which still had a fossilised bug floating in it.

The door banged open and Kukai rushed in, his clothing haphazard and his hair untamed. Most noticeable, however, were his orbs. One was pure emerald, and the other was made of olive. "What's with my eyes?" he yelped in a high pitch. Then he noticed Yaya's amber orbs and Amu's tears of honey and collapsed against the doorway.

Tadase stood up, ripping his sunglasses off as well. "You think you've got it bad? Look at my left eye!" he yelled. While his right orb was a solid ruby, his left was a sphere of blood. In reaction to the brightness of the room without the sunglasses, a few drops overflowed and ran down his face, causing many of the others to go green.

"Well, my eyes are nuts," spat Rima.

"Everyone's eyes are going nuts," barked Utau.

"No, mine are nuts," she reiterated, taking off her sunglasses. Both her eyes had been replaced with perfectly round hazelnuts, and the room shuddered in sympathy.

There was a yelp from the door as Kukai was pushed into the room from behind by Nagihiko. "My eyes!" he cried. "My eyes are melting!"

He had covered them with his hands, but the group could plainly see the chocolate oozing from between his fingers. Amu's sobs renewed, aware that her clothes were becoming sticky with honey while everyone else's eyes watered in sympathy, sometimes with disastrous results. Such as Utau doubling over in pain clutching at her eyes while her sunnies fell unheeded onto the floor.

"Utau?" Everyone swung to look at the doorway, where Ikuto stood unabashedly, his solid amethyst orbs watching her worriedly. He didn't even seem to care that his eyes had suddenly morphed into valuable jewels.

Utau looked up and Ikuto sucked in a breath. Her eyes were violets. Living violets. The flowers had, with the watering of her tears, sought to grow larger, straining against the barriers that had been set for them as orbs. She was furious, her violets pulsing with her anger. Everyone winced.

"I will make them pay," she vowed. "I will make whoever did this p—beep beep beep."

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep.

Kairi startled awake, immediately shutting off his alarm. He fell back on the bed, trying to calm his heartbeat.

That had been the strangest dream he'd ever had. Once again, he was thankful that he wasn't a very popular character to write about, since that meant so many less atrocities happened to him.

He headed to the bathroom, splashed some water on his face, and then looked into the mirror.

Where his eyes should've been were miniature forests. While he watched, a tiny squirrel cracked open a nut.

His scream could be heard for miles.