Hey guys, I apologize for starting a new story and for my absence. But the reason I haven't updated in a while is cuz I was grounded for a month cuz I skipped a day of school. I know, totally baka!! But my mom took away my monitor. She couldn't just take my Internet cable, nooooo! She had to steal my new addiction as well; Solitaire…I know, totally LAME!! XD Anyhoo…on with the other crap!!

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Summary: Zexion has no friends and he is always harassed by Luxord. One day he's had enough and hides in the washroom, but Demyx is worried and follows. Everything goes uphill from there…maybe

Pairings: It'll proly end up being a zemyx ficc, but nothing's inked in yet…well, I did write my first two chapters in ink…but that's besides the point!!

ON WITH THE STORY!!

I arrived at my math class and plopped down in my seat. I puled out my book while looking to the clock. I still have a half hour to kill… I sighed and opened to the correct page. I heard my teacher, Mr Saix, get up from his seat and walk toward my.

"Why are you always here so early, Zexion?" I heard him ask from in front of me.

I looked up from my book and shrugged. "Nothing better to do" I suggested.

I noticed the teacher's composure fell, but only slightly. "Then, why don't you leave your house later?"

I shrugged again. "I leave when I wanna leave" I stated simply. "Why the interrogation?" I looked back at my book.

"I just…thought you should ought to be with your friends now, or sleeping, or something…" I smirked. I could hear the confusion in his teacherly voice.

So I lied, to make it easy for him to understand…also to make myself look not so lame. "They're not here yet" I noticed Mr Saix shrug and walk back to his desk. I guess he believed my lie…or just didn't want to bother trying to understand…one of the two.

I watched over the cover of my book as Mr Saix walked back to his desk, but quickly looked back to it when he turned to seat himself.

The morning bell rang and students were soon filing into the classroom.

"Hey, emo!" I almost didn't hear the voice calling me by my 'nickname'. But I chose to pretend not to hear it. But he pulled my book from my grasp. "I'm talking to you!" I looked up to see none other than Luxord, the guy I hated most. He's a popular guy, so he's used to having all eyes on him. Thus the reason he hates me so. He's also one of the school's biggest pricks.

"Why are you still alive?" His lackeys, Xaldin and Xigbar, snickered behind him. "Just go kill yourself already! Here, I've even got a knife for you to use. Or, maybe I could direct you to some tall buildings that are close by" He laughed and held out a cheap looking Swiss army knife. Doesn't he realize that those knives aren't very good to cut yourself with?

Luxord threw the knife up and it landed by my feet. I just stood, snatched my book back, and left, grabbing my messenger bag on the way out. I didn't even notice the footsteps following me until the boy called my name when I was about to enter the washroom.

"Hey, Zexion! Wait up!" Demyx caught up with me and supported himself with his hands on his knees. "Hey" He panted "Where're you going?" He straightened. "Where were you going to go?" He asked again when I remained silent.

"The…washroom" I said, a bit skeptically. This guy could be really odd at times and you would never know his intentions.

"The bathroom? Why the bathroom?" God was he stupid.

"Because I have to use the toilet…" Here I go again, lying to people who wanna help me. But I can't help it; honestly, it's just who I am. "Why did you follow me?" This is where I narrow my eyes. I'm suspicious, and possibly onto something, because he stutters.

"I know Luxord bugs you a lot, and I just wanted to make sure you won't do anything drastic" He grinned, so cute…wait…what?! I just thought he was cute?! "'Cuz I know he said some pretty harsh stuff back there"

"Uhm…sure, now, I really have to go, so I'll see you back in class" I said and almost ran into the washroom. I went into the handicap stall and shut the door behind me. And almost as quickly as I could blink, I had my knife out and was ready to draw it across my wrist.

But I felt guilty, because Demyx was worried about me.

I thought then, and I realized that I couldn't remember a time when somebody else worried about me or my safety and I smiled. But suddenly, the insults of other students came flooding back to me, covering Demyx's kind words with their words of hate, the snake's venom.

I pressed the blade down, further than I meant to, but I still pulled it across. I felt a pang of guilt as I pictured Demyx's face, ever smiling, and hearing his words replay themselves in my head. I felt a single tear find its way to my eye and roll down my cheek. And then a choked sob before my vision went blurry from tears.

So? Good? Bad? Do you hate me for starting yet ANOTHER story? I hope not. And since the next chapter is on paper, it should be up soon. Hope you like. Also, I likey reviews. The more reviews I get, the sooner it'll be updated. Hope you like drama