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Lea sat up straight, breathing heavily. Kizaa was still asleep beside him. Lea looked out the window on the other side of the room; morning was dawning. "Another dream," Lea whispered to himself. Kizaa stirred and put a hand on his shoulder. "Go back to sleep Lea. It's too early to be up." "Sorry," whispered Lea as he laid back down beside her. "I had another dream about Axel. This time you were there too." "Oh," said Kizaa sleepily. "Yeah," whispered Lea. He rolled over and lay behind Kizaa. Kizaa kissed him then drifted back to sleep. Lea did as well. All memory of Axel and Kaxiaz fell away as Lea fell into a peaceful sleep.

Xaldin and Kaxiaz came out in Wonderland. "Whoa, the doors get smaller and smaller," said Kaxiaz as she opened door after door. Once they were inside the next room, Xaldin walked around the room till he came back to Kaxiaz's side. "All of this looks like it's suppose to be small." "What's this?" Kaxiaz picked up an orange bottle and examined it. "Drink me." "Should we?" asked Kaxiaz, looking at Xaldin. "Let's try," said Xaldin. He took the bottle from Kaxiaz and took a drink. "That was not appetizing," said Xaldin, handing the bottle back to Kaxiaz. Xaldin wiped his mouth, then looked up as he started to shrink. "Okay, that was weird,

Chapter 19 A Sinking Feeling Link defeated the Lizalfos with ease. It had only struck a few times, but Link had been smarter. With two strikes, it fell and left behind a bundle of arrows. Retrieving them, Link ventured through more rooms, knowing the way by memory. Upon coming to the third floor's landing, a new door awaited him. This one had the Zora's Sapphire incrested upon it. Digging in his pack, he retrieved his Ocarina and played Zelda's Lullaby. Nothing happened. Again Link tried; another fail. Switching, he played the Serenade of Water; nothing. He tried several songs, but none worked. Staring at the door, he frowned in frustration

Her Butler, An Unusual Task You stood before Ciel with a look of shock. "The Queen wishes for me to attend her soiree, sir? That is quite peculiar." "It is very peculiar," stated Ciel. Leaning over his desk, he passed the note over to you. "There is an extra signature at the bottom, so I believe it is also part of her butler's request." You frowned at this. Since the disposal of her first butler, who had turned out to be a ruthless fallen Angel, hearing that she had a new butler in tow was quite bothersome in your opinion. Reading the note over carefully, you weighed your options carefully. Releasing a sigh, seeing no way around it, you bo

The room was still crowded with people. Sion walked around the isles, trying to determine who he wished to go next. Coming to a standstill before you, he held out the opening of the bag. “My dear, would you please choose for yourself an item?” You reached your hand inside and pulled out a small pin. It was delicate, a simple cherry blossom design, but it held elegance and grace. You tried your hardest to figure out who the item belonged to, but failed at each attempt. There was movement from the far reaches of the room and Lucile appeared a moment later. “I do believe that is the item I placed within the bag.” The sm

Tamaki sulked around the room, his feet hurting from standing around for so long; but he wasn't ready to give up the items bag. You sat calmly toward the far left side of the room, out of the way and quiet, nearly invisible, but he found you and grinned widely. "YOU! You're going to go next!" A feeling of dread filled you and you almost refused to play when he walked up to you and stuffed your hand into the bag. Your hand grasped something slender and tubular. Confused, you pulled your hand out to see what you had acquired rather than let the item back into the bag. What you found made you even more confused. It was a tube of lipstick. "What

You hurried along down the hallway as fast as you could, trying to get to the host club before most of the guests arrived. You wanted to speak with the boys about something in private. The winter sky seemed to hold the threat of possible snow, but there was none to be seen. The door came into sight and you ran faster; grabbing hold of the handle, you burst in, breathing heavily. The entire host club turned to you in surprise. The room was decorated with paper hearts and streamers, beautiful red roses, and the tables were set with sweets of all kinds and baby pink tablecloths with cherry blossom decorated teacups placed precisely at each loca