A/N: Heeeey guys! Welcome to the first chapter in this…thing. Er…I'll try to keep it updated fairly regularly, sorry it started out slow but it's really more of an intro to the situation. If there are any mistakes I'll edit them (probably not ahaha maybe) but it's like 1:00A.M. here and I didn't edit it and…uh…yeah, enjoy, review, drink some hot chocolate or tea or whatever floats your boat. Leave your shoes at the door, maybe I'll stop making excuses and rambling ahhahah.

Intro:

The bell rang just as Demyx entered the room, causing him to let out a relieved sigh and find his seat in the back of the room. Everyone in the class was talking loudly, and Demyx waved shortly to his friends with a smile.

"Larx, Ax, you two look simply adorable together as always!" Axel had his head on Larxene's shoulder, and she looked up at the sitar player with an unamused roll of her eyes.

"Don't you dare start shipping this, you music obsessed twat." Demyx merely chuckled softly and took his seat, setting his bag on the ground and pulling out a notebook covered in musical notes.

"See? See!? Right there! Music obsessed."Larxene accused Demyx, getting a playful whack on the arm from Axel, who had shifted positions and was now leaning back in his chair casually.

"C'mon, Larx, take it easy on poor Demy! At least he's interested in something other than knives and hating people." This was a jab directed at the blonde's odd infatuation with blades and her constant proclamations of hatred towards some person or another. Larxene stuck her tongue out in mock hurt while Axel and Demyx merely laughed brightly, watching the teacher finally decide he wanted to begin the lesson. This was how things always were between the three, and it was how things always had been. Since kindergarten, the three had been inseparable. Something about the personalities of the trio just…fit. Like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they didn't need anyone else.

Needless to say, Axel and Larxene had dated at one point, as close friends usually will, but they finally ended things with a mutual agreement of them being a pair of platonic soul mates. Great for being friends, but anything else was way too, well, weird. They were in their junior year now, and they still didn't really socialize much outside of their close-knit little triangle. Oh, of course they all had other friends, but they didn't have anyone else nearly as close. Axel watched the teacher with a bored expression and Larxene leaned over slightly, her voice a whisper so as not to get caught,

"Hey, how're you and your man-lover…Zexion, was it? You two still having problems?" Demyx doodled absent-mindedly in the margins of his noteless paper. The sitar player's mood dropped slightly, the air around them growing heavy,

"We…er…we broke it off yesterday. Apparently I'm just 'too hyper' for him or something. Weird since he's considering making a move on that Hayner guy. Man that dude is such a di—" Demyx was cut off when the teacher cleared his throat with a disapproving frown, "If you two would stop flirting long enough to pay attention, you might find you learned something." He peered at the two over his spectacles before turning around to write that night's assignment on the board, giving Larxene the chance to make a very unflattering impression of the teacher's face. Demyx snickered quietly behind his hand.

"That reminds me, Ax, how are you and that Xion girl doing?" Demyx leaned onto Larxene's desk to get closer to the tall male. Axel beamed,

"Our one year anniversary is in four days! Man, time flies." They all nodded in agreement, remembering how little time it seemed to have been since they were just kids whose only worries were addition and where to play at recess. They spent some time working on the assignment but, honestly they were more interested in going to lunch after this class than getting any work done. After what felt like eons, the bell rang, signifying their freedom from the hell which was their history class and the mob of students pushed their way out of the exceptionally narrow doorway.

The trio made their way to Demyx's locker, where he dropped off the supplies he had no need for and grabbed the new ones for the next two periods, his locker slamming shut being one sound in a million that formed a stifling din of noise. Larxene said something about meeting with someone to work on a tech project and took her leave, Axel and Demyx left to each other.

"Hey, Ax…?" Demyx began, hugging the taller student tightly and breathing in the familiar, spicy scent of cinnamon, "I'm real happy for you and Xion. You two deserve each other." Demyx still, to this day, had no clue how Axel smelled like cinnamon and also had dyed his spiky hair a vibrant red. Were the two connected? Did Axel plan it? Demyx finally decided in third grade Axel was probably an alien or something…that could be the only explanation. That, or he cooked with cinnamon a lot.

"Haha! Thanks, Demy! I've gotta run as well, though, the baseball team is gonna be holding auditions for new mascots for the rest of today, and I want that damn part!" He hugged Demyx briefly before pulling back and turning towards the hall which led to the field, waving over his shoulder. Demyx sighed softly, uncharacteristically quiet as he headed for the music room. There was just so much to think about, still, even though he had realized his problem almost a month prior to now.

He was starting to fall in love with his best friend.

A/N: So yeah, there's that, I'll get chapter one up and things will get more interesting and entertaining. Have a nice day~!