Friends
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, it belongs to Disney and Square Enix. It would make life easier if I did own them, but... I don't. *sighs*
Zexion was just another kid in class. He was a loner. He mostly kept to himself, for fear he would hurt someone. As a child, he discovered that the illusions he cast were a problem. At first, when he was a mere child in kindergarten, the other children thought he was amazing and thought he was amazing. However, when he had come home to share with his parents that he could do these amazing things, he was told he had to keep it a secret. He was to never show anyone his illusions again. The children grew angry with him for not showing them his pretty pictures, and they stopped talking to him. Zexion took this into heart and never allowed himself to grow close with anyone else ever again.
Needless to say, he had very few friends. The few friends he did have he never told the whole story to, and there were only three of them. His friends were Ienzo, Larxene and Lerena. Every student had their own group of friends, and those were his. There were 28 students in the class, and some of the similarities between some of them were astonishing. However, if you pointed it out, only Braig and Xigbar would accept it. And Sora and Roxas, too. Others, like Isa and Saix denied these claims with all they were. The couples in the class were Dyme and Lerena, Larxene and Marluxia, Roxas and Namine, and Sora and Kairi.
On this particular day, Zexion was sitting at his desk in the English room, face buried in his Lexicon. Clearly, he was not focused on anything but his Lexicon, going over the words he had memorized long ago. The teacher said something about a new student, but Zexion just disregarded it and stared at the words on the page.
"Excuse me?" An unknown female voice interrupted him from his pointless reading. The Cloaked Schemer looked up and took in the sight before him. A young woman stood before him, raven-haired and blue-eyed.
"Yes?" he asked, slightly confused.
"H-hello, my name is Xion," she stammered, looking at her hands. She lifted her dark blue eyes and looked into his pale blue ones.
"And what is your business here?" he inquired, trying not to sound rude. The girl, Xion, shifted her weight on to her left foot and lifted the right off the ground, standing rather awkwardly.
"The teacher said that I sit here," Xion muttered, looking at the empty desk.
"Ah. Well, go ahead." With that, he buried his face in his Lexicon once again as the teacher resumed his lesson. Xion took a notebook from her pile of things and started to take notes. After a few minutes, Zexion heard the clicking of a mechanical pencil as Xion pressed the eraser, waiting for a stick of lead to come out.
"Uh, excuse me? Mister?" Xion said, poking Zexion.
"Yes? And it's Zexion."
"Do you have any lead?"
Zexion rifled through his pencil-case for the tiny plastic prism of lead refills. He handed her one as she mouthed a silent thanks and resumed taking her notes.
When class ended, Zexion gathered his things as he prepared to walk to the lunchroom. Stopping at his locker to grab his laptop bag, he saw Xion walking around aimlessly. He smirked at this, feeling a bit sorry for her.
"Xion," he called, smiling. The confused girl walked over to him, relief written all over her face.
"Oh, thank goodness. I had no idea what to do!" she spluttered.
"Well, I suppose you could follow me around for today. After all, it is a small school. I'm sure that after today, you'll know this place like your own home!"
Zexion closed his locker and began his walk to the lunchroom, laptop bag in hand. As they walked together, Zexion took the times to analyze Xion. She was a small thing, barely reaching his chin. And he was fairly short for his age. She was clad in all black, like himself. This caused her blue eyes and fair skin to contrast against the lest of her. Looking closer, he saw she had a necklace on as well, a key-like pendant. She also had a bag like his own, large enough to hold a laptop.
When they reached the lunchroom, his usual table was clear. Ienzo, Lerena and Larxene were at other tables today. He sighed as he sat down with his things and booted up his laptop. Xion sat across from him, booting up a laptop of her own as well.
"So, it's alright to have computers out here?" Xion asked, looking at Zexion over her screen.
"Yes, the teachers are very loose with authority around here. We're such a small school and all."
"Ah, I see. So, listen about the project," she began, clacking at her keyboard.
"What project?"
"The one for English..."
"WHEN WAS THAT ASSIGNED?!"
"Today... Sheesh, I'm the new one here and I know that, yet you don't? Maybe you should take your face out of that book there," she mused, poking his Lexicon.
"It is not a book," he said, mimicking her voice. "It's a Lexicon."
"Tomato, tomahto." she smiled.
"Well, what is this project, anyway?"
"We have to collect a list of ten songs of our choice, analyze them, and build a power point about their meanings. It's due next week."
"Oh, alright. I can handle that."
"Don't you mean we?" the girl asked, her blue eyes twinkling.
"What are you talking about?"
"We're partners..."
"Oh dear."
A/N: Like? Dislike? Should I make this a series? Please tell me! Also, I'd like to dedicate this to Walker of Nothing. Thanks, sempai! This is for you!