Comin' Home
A Zemyx Fanfiction
Collaboration by xcassedega and shugotenshii.

Authours Note: Hey. It's xcassedega. :] Welcome to my new story, and my first collaboration. I hope you have read some of Shugotenshii's stories, because she's an amazing person and writer. I met her on a forum a few years ago, and we became friends, then I realized she was one of my favorite fanfiction writers. Haha. 3 She's going to be writing the Zexion POV chapters, and I'll be writing the Demyx POV Chapters, and maybe because I'm doing a collab she'll whip my ass in gear so I won't update once every like, 6 months or more like I usually do :] This came to me while listing to "Comin' Home" by City and Colour, so you should check it out, Dallas is an amazing musician 3. Now here his the first chapter of "Comin Home"


Demyx's POV

"Well I've been down to Georgia

I've seen the streets in the West

I've driven down the 90, hell I've seen America's best

I've been through the Rockies, I've seen Saskatoon

I've driven down the highway 1 just hopin' that I'd see you soon

Cause I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home"

I've played this song more than I play my own songs. Since I discovered City and Colour, I've been obsessed with this song. I play it every set at the coffee shop. People seem to enjoy my cover anyway. Whenever I play this song, I imagine someone, whom I've never actually met, I can tell you this, he's amazing. He's beautiful. He's everything I want. Someone who supports my dream. Someone who believes in me. God knows none of the guys I've dated did. Well, I guess Axel did, but I don't know if he counts as a real relationship. It was a disaster that should have never happened. Note to anyone: Don't date your druggie childhood best friend, especially if you're in recovery; both from drugs and from a broken heart. And especially if said friend is a known player. You'll get yourself fucking crushed even worse, and you'll lose all the friendship you ever had. It's okay though, I think Roxas has sorted him out quite a bit, probably because Axel wants to nail him. I hope it sticks though…

Oh, drifting away from him back to my dream man. I don't know why I think of this guy. It's a silhouette… I just know though that when I see him… It'll be like, one of those cheesy love at first sight movies Axel and I always made fun of, that I secretly dreamt would be me one day. Hmm..

I've never been to Alaska, but I can tell you this,

I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska and hell you know it ain't worth shit

I've been through Nova Scotia, Sydney to Halifax

I'll never take any pictures cause I know I'll just be right back

Cause I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home

I've been playing at this place for awhile. I make decent tips, and I work here serving coffee 5 days a week, for like 5 hours for 9 bucks an hour, so, I guess for a community college student living in a tiny, but beautiful, studio apartment for cheap, it's pretty decent. I love it here, and the atmosphere is great. People from the college come here all the time, mostly music, art and theatre majors. It is a very artsy place, with a cozy atmosphere… It's the kind of place Axel would hate. He hated the quiet. He loved loudness, craziness, and he hated places that didn't have booze. He loved music like me, though. But after everything that happened, I realized that was about all we had in common. He hated the beach, which I spent a few hours everyday at. We hated everything about each other, to be honest, but at least we both shared a passion for music. He was more of an artist, an amazing painter. Anyway, I wanted a committed relationship, something that could be forever, and he... Well, he wanted a fuck buddy. That difference alone was probably the one that wrecked a 19 year friendship, forever, but made me realize the kind of guy I need in life, who I would truly fall in love with, wouldn't be anything like Axel.

I miss him sometimes, but we need the distance, and maybe one day we could be friends again. For now, I'm concentrating on school and music (and a little boy hunting on the side, when I have time, which is almost never). For now he's in my dreams. And in this song.

I've seen a palace in London, I've seen a castle in Wales

but I'd rather wake up beside you and breathe that ol' familiar smell

I never thought you could leave me, I figured I was the one

but I understand your sadness so I guess I should just hold my tongue

But I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home

After about the 3rd verse, I took a look out to the crowd, which I try not to do, because even after all the performances I've done, I'm still shy as hell sometimes. That's when I saw him. Everything I ever wanted... was right there, the third table to the left, with Roxas. ...Oh, that's right, he told me he was taking someone to meet me… Was it his boyfriend? They looked pretty comfy… Oh God, he's looking at me. Why is he looking at me? Oh... Duh, I'm performing… And I couldn't tear myself away from his eyes, those violet eyes. He's beautiful and I'm almost speechless. I'm sure if this song wasn't second nature to me, I would probably stop singing right now.

He might be the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life. Shit, what's his name… Roxas told me after class one day, during my weekly questioning-on-how-Axel's-doing-and-how-life-is talk.

I suddenly put more power in the song, which isn't really a good song to do that in, but it just happens, when you think you just had every fucking dream you've had since you were fourteen come true.

But, oh God… they are together… that little kiss…There the dreams go. Right from my heart. Dammit Roxas. You always get the ones I want…

I know that we're takin' chances, you told me life was a risk

but I just have one last question...

I finish up the song and put my acoustic on the stand. I grab the microphone and give my mid-set speech. "Thanks guys, you're awesome. I'm going to take a break, get some coffee, and I'll be back in ten." I flash a smile and walk off the stage, going out the employee back entrance, going in my car and finding my secret cigarette stash, lighting it, and taking a long drag.

It's nothing. He's just gorgeous. That's it. I'm sure love at first sight doesn't really exist. At least not in my case. It only happens to the people that deserve love like that. The perfect fairytale romances. It happens to the good people, not to the people who abused drugs, stole, had sex with so many partners… All the shit I did. I wish I never did all that. I wish I never got that reputation. Now I'm just a pretty face, that no one wants to be with. I put out my cigarette and walk back inside, to see them, looking all cutesy again. Part of me wants to smile, and the other part wants me to cry, while another wants to turn into a raging jealous beast.

Roxas is a good kid, he really is. He's helping Axel change into the guy I know he could be, when I obviously couldn't help anymore. He's sweet. He's a good musician too. It's no wonder that gorgeous guy is with him. Why they are with each other. They seem so perfect…

I decide to try to throw him to the back of my mind, and get back on stage, starting to play the rest of my set, looking at the wall, at the floor, at the counter, anywhere but his beautiful eyes, because I know if I do, I'll just want him to be mine, and I can't take that from Roxas.

But I want to get to know him better. I want to breathe in his scent, which I'm sure is amazing. I want hold him. I want him to hold me. I want to kiss him. Fuck. I haven't even talked to him. He doesn't even know me, doesn't even know that he now holds two hearts in his hands. That I'm already in love. And he... he's with Roxas.

will it be my heart or will it be his?

I'm comin' home.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it :] Sorry it's kind of short I promise they'll be longer soon. The chapters will go back and forth from Demyx and Zexion btw. Okay. Bye :]

Oh. Edited by the Amazing Shugotenshii my partner-in-crime. :]