"Zexion!" My mom called from downstairs. "Come down to help!"

I got up from my spot on my bed and went down to the kitchen. Tonight my mom was having a couple people over for dinner. It was a man she had been dating for a while and his son coming over. I never met him before, but what I've heard from my mom he seems nice. I don't think he's ever been in our house before, but he has come over often to pick up my mom for dates. I often forget his name since I always hear it faintly. Since I never really met him I was a bit nervous to meet him, especially if his son was coming as well. All I know of his son is that he's my age and is nice. At least that's what I've been told by my mom.

After I finished helping my mom prepare dinner and making sure everything was clean the doorbell rang. She told me to go answer it while she made everything was good enough for company. I went to open the door and when I did I froze. It wasn't my mom's boyfriend that shocked me, it was his son. I didn't know who to expect it to be, definitely not who was there now. I always thought that Mom's boyfriend looked familiar and now that he stood side by side with his son I know exactly who he reminded me of. Demyx. The boy I've had a crush on for over three years.

I quickly left the door, running past my mom who was going to the door to greet. I went back into my room, closing my door and grabbing my cell phone. Turning it on, I went to my contacts and selected my friend's number. I clicked the option to call and waited for them to pick up.

"Hello?" Roxas said after a few rings. I was able to hear his loud music playing in the background and asked him to turn it down so he can listen. After the music went down he asked, "What's wrong?"

"You know how my mom has been dating that guy right?" I asked.

"Yeah. Why what happened?" He asked. "Did he turn out to be a bad guy?"

"No," I said with a sigh. "He has a son."

"So? You practically get a new brother. What's wrong with that?"

"His son is Demyx," I said. Roxas went quiet; all I can hear were his movement and his music turning off.

"Oh, yeah, that's not good," he said after another silent minute.

"I know," I said with a sigh. "I don't know what to do."

"You can always try to break them up."

"I don't want to do that. My mom's really into this guy, I can't just break them up."

"You know, it makes sense that your mom likes Demyx' dad. You've always been like her. She likes him and you like his son."

"Shut up and stop comparing me to others," I said annoyed.

"Fine, but it's kind of true," Roxas said back. Right after he said that a knock came on my door. I quickly told him to hold on and hid the phone under a pillow just as my mom came into my room.

"You okay?" she asked as she walked over to my bedside.

"I'm not feeling good," I said as an excuse. If I act sick, at least for the night, I can get out of having dinner with Demyx. "I don't think I'll be able to hold down food, sorry."

"Hm," she said and held her hand up to my forehead. "You don't have a fever, must just be your stomach. Get some rest then." With that she placed a kiss on my forehead and left.

Sighing, I took the phone out of under the pillow and checked if Roxas was still there.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Just got out of dinner," I answered. "Let's change the topic now."

Months later my mother and Demyx's father got married. I was able to manage through the family dinners before and after the wedding. Despite me being distant, Demyx and his father still treated me as a family member. I have to admit, Demyx does make a good older brother. I'll have to get over my feelings for him somehow and that might take a while. Soon after the wedding Demyx and his father had moved into our house since it was bigger than theirs and we had a spare bedroom anyway.

Roxas keeps telling me that I should have done something to change it all. If I did somehow break up my mother and Demyx's dad than that would have resulted in my mother getting upset. Even if I did that I'd still have no chance with Demyx. He'd probably only see me as his father's ex-girlfriend's son.

By now I've gotten over most of my feelings towards Demyx. He's a welcoming and caring person, so the instant our parents got married he was always doing his best to be a brother to me. At one point I had accidentally snapped at him for being too clingy, but honestly that was only because I was afraid of what would happened if he got too close. That was when he had admitted that he had always wanted a younger sibling, blood related or not, a year or four years difference. I apologized for getting angry and started to tell myself to think of him as a brother.

Today I was at home, alone with Demyx, when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it, confused since I wasn't expecting anyone. Opening the door I came face to face with a tall redhead. He was wearing a tight fitting red shirt, black leather jackets, and tight black jeans. His shoes were combat boots; a black studded belt went around his waist, and leather, fingerless gloves on his hands. He was attractive, that was for sure, probably even more than Demyx.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Does Demyx live here?" he asked in return. "If not then I must have the wrong house."

"He lives here," I said.

"Great. Mind if I come in?" he asked. I moved out of the way to allow him in. "So you must be his new little brother. Zexion, right?"

"Yeah," I said as I followed him into the living room.

"Well my name's Axel," the redhead said. "So where is he?"

"He should be in his room," I answered. "If not then I don't know where he is."

"'Kay thanks," Axel said and moved to walk away before stopping and turning to look at me. "See you around," he said with a smirk and went up the stairs.

I sighed, not at all knowing why he would have smirked at me. I waited until I heard a door open and close before going up the stairs; just to make sure I didn't follow too close behind him. I went into my room and went to lie down on my bed, grabbing my phone from the nightstand. Lying down, I went through my phone until I got to Roxas's contact. Selecting 'call' I waited for him to answer.

"Hey baby," he said as a greeting.

"Don't call me that," I said.

"Yeah, I don't think so," Roxas said and I sighed. "Why'd you call me?"

"To ask if you want to come over," I answered.

"Sure," Roxas agreed. "Door or window?"

"Window."

Once I got off the phone with Roxas I got up and went to open the window in my room. I went back to my bed and waited for him to come. Not even ten minutes later he came climbing through the window.

"So, what's up?" Roxas said once he was standing in my room. He walked over to the bed and lied down next to me.

"Not much really," I admitted. "Demyx's friend is here and I just didn't want to be alone."

"Oh, a friend of his?" Roxas said a hint of teasing in his voice. "Tell me, is this friend attractive?"

"I guess you can say that," I said not wanting to admit that Axel was indeed very attractive. Unfortunately, I could feel the blush start on my cheeks.

"Hm, by the looks of it, you must think he's very attractive." Sitting up, Roxas continued, "Is he hotter than Demyx or not?"

"Hotter," I said with a sigh. I couldn't lie to my best friend.

"Sounds like you might like him," Roxas said. "I good distraction from Demyx if you ask me."

"Maybe. I'm gonna go get a water bottle," I said and got up from the bed. I left the room and started down the hall towards the stairs, but was stopped by being pulled on my wrist. Before I could react I found myself pushed up against the wall, the wrist I was grabbed by held firmly but not in an aggressive way. Without thinking I had closed my eyes when I was grabbed and when I chose to open them I found myself looking into green eyes. Axel.

He had his hand against the wall by my head as he leaned on it, his other hand still holding my wrist. He was close to me, our chests barely touching and I could feel his legs against mine. I was still in shock by what had happened that I didn't know what to do when he leaned closer.