Why Can't I Have You?
By. Nikikiat
Hello, everybody! Ever since I played Kingdom Hearts: chain of Memories and KHII: Final Mix+...I've wondered why everyone insists on writing fanfics where Zexion is a quiet, emo bookworm. So I decided to clear all that up by writing an AU fanfic. Don't ask when it'll end….I suck at stopping when I get good ideas. Just thank the interweb that I've given up on writing it in notebooks first.
Disclaimer: If Kingdom Hearts magically belonged to me, why would I write fanfics about it?
AUZexion and Demyx go to high school together and barely know of each other's existences. A few fateful events, however, bring them together. What will become of the pair?
Warnings? Yes. Yaoiness (possible lemon if I can muster the power to write one), probable rape, angsting…..lots of angsting. Kind of.
Also, prepare to learn about dissecting cats from someone with experience. I will have a dictionary for those of you un-rehearsed in the language of science studies at the end.
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Chapter 1- When Hell Freezes Over
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"Sora, please. Just work with me on this." Zexion stood over his lab partner, holding a scalpel. He actually looked quite menacing. The brunette simply looked up to him and sighed.
"Zex, I don't know how in the heck you dissect anything. Let alone cats." He made an exaggerated gagging motion. "Besides…The smell of that formaldehyde is giving me a wicked headache. I feel really lightheaded. Plus my eyes burn, ya know?" Sora put a hand to his forehead, continuing to gaze at the cobalt-haired teen. Zexion rolled his eyes.
"I'll show you how. Also, getting lightheaded from the smell isn't half as bad as it could be. Apparently your friend Riku got it in his mouth once." He attempted lifting the shorter teen by his arm, only to find Sora limp. Zexion waved a hand in front of the brunette's face. "Sora?" The boy's eyes were closed and his breathing seemed labored. "Sora!" His shout caught the teacher's attention.
"Gentlemen? What's going on over there?"
"It's Sora, sir!" Zexion answered his tall, dark-haired sensei. "I can't figure out what's wrong with him." The teacher got up and walked to where the teen held his seemingly unconscious friend.
"What happened?" He asked gazing at the brunette. The silverette shook his head.
"He was complaining of lightheadedness, and a headache, then he just went out like a light. What do you think we should do, Mr. Valentine?"(Cha, I know. Vincent wasn't in Kingdom Hearts.) The tall man looked around the class.
"I haven't seen something like this in a couple of days, but I would say that Sora probably experienced a chemical imbalance within his brain due to the amount of methanol-like fumes caused by the H2CO. Seeing as none of the people in this room are capable of methanogenesis, the best I can suggest for him is to take him to the nurse's office for a bit to breathe some clean air. If he isn't better in about ten minutes, ask Ms. Coeller if she has any experience in Oncology…Because he might develop some serious problems if this happened so quickly." The teacher explained.
Zexion's eyes widened. Sora could not get cancer. The brunette was one of his closest friends, and his lab partner. He nodded to his sensei and quickly dragged Sora out of the room. The hall seemed eerily long due to how much worry Zexion had in his heart at that moment. Cancer caused by dissecting cats was not how anyone wanted to die, and Zexion was scared half to death that his friend was, in fact, going to die. He would have even preferred the world have the T-virus than have his bright-eyed friend diagnosed with something that terrible. The moment he walked through the door of the nurse's office, he was on the ground begging Ms. Coeller to figure out what was wrong with his friend. Though she assured him the teen would be just fine, he still couldn't help but sit shivering at the thought of what might happen. He sat on one of the uncomfortable patient beds in the office, shivering. He started thinking that it was a good idea to be away from the formaldehyde fumes, along with his friend. They had already gone to his head and filled it with stupid ideas.
"Er…what are you doing?" a voice from behind him made him jump. There was a person in the bed across from his. He looked kind of familiar.
"I'm sitting. Anyways, who are you?" Zexion answered. "I think I recognize you." The blond in the opposite bed had a grin on his face.
"I'm Demyx. I sit right behind you in French class." The blond, Demyx, seemed very happy the Zexion was even acknowledging his existence. "You're Zexion, right? What's up that you're in here?"
"I could ask you the same myself. So, I will. What are you doing in here? You look fine to me." The silverette challenged. Demyx grinned.
"A few periods ago I passed out. You kind of smell like formaldehyde, so I'm guessing you're here because of Anatomy, too." He explained. Zexion looked away for a moment, then glanced back with a worried look.
"My friend, Sora…He passed out also. Mr. Valentine scared to crap outta me when he explained that Sora might get cancer from the methanogens in the air from the formaldehyde." He told his new acquaintance. "I kind of panicked, you know? I don't really have that many friends, but….Death really scares me." He forced a smile. "I figured it was better for me if I stayed away from the Anatomy room, too, so I could clear my head." The blond blinked a few times. "What?"
"And here I was, all this time," The blond said airily, "thinking you were an emo kid." That wasn't the first time Zexion had heard of his apparent "emo" style, but it sounded funny coming from Demyx. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"How can I be an emo kid if I just became friends with you?" Suddenly Zexion stopped. Was Demyx his friend? Or was this just one of those flukes where they would talk once, then ignore each other for the rest of their high school lives? He glanced back at where the blond had been, only to find he wasn't there anymore. Without warning, he was tackled to the ground from behind with a hug.
"I don't know, Zexion!" It was Demyx? Zexion felt himself begin to blush. This was his first glomp….And it was from a man. "Let's be best friends, okay!?" The blond was loud, and excited. Zexion grinned, trying in vain to shove his new friend off. Unfortunately, Demyx had arms like a C-clamp. He wasn't planning on letting go any time soon. The cobalt-haired teen settled for standing the best he could. It had been about ten minutes. Hopefully Sora had recovered a bit by now.
"Come on, I guess, Demyx." He told the blond. "We gotta go check on Sora." Demyx just continued smiling and hugging Zexion, so he started to walk to Ms Coeller's desk.
"Zexion, dear, Sora is over there. Try and wake him if you can." She pointed to a bed farther down the rows. "If he won't wake up, you can go back to class, for now." She glared at him. No wait, she was glaring at Demyx. "You, young man, need to go back to class. Now." Demyx giggled, letting go of the taller boy.
"I'll see you later, Zexy!" He exclaimed, cheerfully dancing out of the office. Zexion sighed. The blond was so happy…It felt like a weight of gloom came over the entire world, all of a sudden. He walked over to where Sora laid. Sleeping and, possibly, inflicted with an incurable disease. He shook the brunette lightly, earning a whimper. The cobalt-haired teen raised an eyebrow, shaking Sora harder,
"So-ra?" he dragged out the name as if he were calling a dog. "Wake up, would you?" The brunette grunted. Suddenly he jumped up a grasped Zexion's shoulders, making him jump.
"BOO!" he exclaimed, pretending to be spooky. The silverette slapped Sora's hand off, scowling.
"Dude, when you passed out, you scared the shit outta me." He scolded, "Valentine ended up spooking me with tales of formaldehyde cancer." Sora smirked.
"I knew you were a freak when it came to dying, but that's kind of sad, Zex." He told his friend. "I wasn't in there long enough to grow cancer cells in my brain or something. I feel fine." Zexion looked away, pushing some of his hair away from his eye.
"Yeah…I know." He looked back, "But you also know that life would suck without you in it. How else would I get a hold of my Skittles?" Sora giggled.
"You'd have to actually buy them for once…" he poked Zexion's arm. "Come on, we should go back to class. I'm sure that, by now, Kairi's going insane from trying to bribe Valentine to figure out what's wrong with me." He stood up, grabbing his friend's shoulder. "We don't want Vincent failing her, now, do we?" he asked. The cobalt-haired boy cocked his head to the side.
"Vincent?" he inquired. Sora nodded.
"Mr. Valentine's first name."
"Oh…" he quickly added, "And yes, I do want Kairi to fail. She keeps trying to break you and Riku up. She deserves it."
"She does, doesn't she?"
Zexion didn't even realize he'd forgotten to tell his best friend about his new blond acquaintance.
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DICTIONARY FOR THOSE UNVERSED IN ZEXION LANGUAGE:
H2CO- The term for the chemical compound of Formaldehyde.
Methanogenesis-Also called biomethanation, is the formation of methane by microbes known as methanogens. Organisms capable of producing methane.
Oncology- Study for the prevention of Cancer.
C-clamp- A tool used by builders when holding multiple pieces of wood together, or when two objects must be pushed together with great force. It gains its name from the shape it holds: a capital C.
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