Danni: Before Story/Chapter Comments: Teehee. Another fanfiction! This time, it's Zemyx! Isn't this exciting!? I think it is... Anywho, Before we start the story, I feel the need to meantion this, in case you didn't read the summary... This is not only Zemyx but it has Akuroku and slight Soriku in it too. Actually... The Soriku is more hinted. Ah weellll. I really hope you enjoy (:
YAOI WARNING FOR UPCOMMING CHAPTERS. DON'T LIKE IT? DON'T READ IT.
I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
Wind shook the painted trees making the colorful orange, red, brown, and golden leaves dance gracefully in the late autumn breeze. It was a cool windy day with only a few lonely white puffy clouds in the sky. The sun beamed down on the earth below it in a warming heat.
Zexion sighed as he flipped the blown page in his book to its original spot two pages before. He closed his eyes for a moment and let his curtain of hair fall back into place over his left half of his face. When his eye was covered and the wind had died down again, he buried his nose back into his literature.
Although the air and wind were cold, it was bright and the sun was warming. The outside was quiet except for only the sound of lone leaves blowing across the cemented ground. This was the exact reason why Zexion came out here to read. The library on campus was always full of chatter. Now that the weather was cooling and snow would fall soon, not many people came outside to enjoy the sun. That meant peace and quiet.
The cold didn't bother Zexion as much as some people. He just wore a gray sweater and a green and red plaid scarf around his neck from last year and sat on a short but long and wide brick wall, leaning slightly on the main building's brick wall behind it. The area was shaded by a large oak tree that had probably been there for more then 100 years. Because it was fall, the leaves of the great tree blanketed the floor letting in the warm sunlight between the massive branches.
Just as Zexion flipped the page in his book, his wrist started to chirp. Zexion put a stray piece of paper in between the two pages he was on and leaned the book on his knees from his position. He rolled up his sleeve to turn the annoying beeping off. He pushed a tiny button on the side of the watch and the chirping was no longer. Then Zexion looked into the watches face to see that the time was 4:30pm. Zexion rolled his sleeve back down over his arm and sat up straight, taking the book in his arms. He pushed forward and off the wall. The blue haired young adult landed with a small thud on his feet. He got down to his knees and grabbed his shoulder pack from leaning against the brick wall. He unzipped it carefully and placed his book inside with his laptop, cell phone, and school text book.
Slowly, Zexion stood up lifting the pack with himself. When he was standing up straight, he hoisted the pack onto his shoulder. Then he sighed and walked back towards his dorm straight from the right of the wall when facing the end of the bricks. Leaves crunched under his feet as he walked to the smaller building a few blocks away. Not a soul was outside. No football throwing, no instruments playing, no gossiping and texting on their phones, nobody. Zexion really didn't care.
Zexion crossed the street from the small benched area in front of the main building and headed down for his dorm building. He reached the sidewalk again only to climb a short nine stepped stairway. He pulled the brown wooden door at the top open and walked in.
This area was painted brown with a shabby blue carpet. Crappy brown couches, wooden tables, and matching brown chairs lined right and the back wall. It was a warm heated room but it was still too loud. Few people sat in the room texting and flipping pages. It was too distracting for him. The clicking of the phones buttons and the quick shuffle of one page to the next, it was just too hard to concentrate in that entrance room.
It was usually more crowded then this. Zexion figured that because it was a Friday afternoon, most people were sleeping or out partying. Zexion walked straight across the carpeted area and through a gray door. The new room was just a stairwell. The walls were tan and the steps looked almost plastic with the same color as the walls. The smell of cigarette smoke was faint although smoking wasn't allowed in the building. Zexion quickly climbed the two flights of stairs to the second floor.
When he reached the top, he opened the gray door to his right and into a thin hallway with room for only three people to stretch by. The carpet was the same color as the carpet in the entrance way. Most of all the carpet was the same old shabby stained in a few spots, carpet. The walls were also the same color as the one in the entrance. Zexion just walked down the hallway. He was half way to the other side when he stopped in front of a gray door with a small silver number at the top of the door. The number read "C69." Zexion reached into his jean pocket and pulled out his student ID card. He then slipped the white card with a bar-code at the bottom along with a picture of himself and information in a small slit on the doors silver handle. The light over the small slit turned from red to green and made a small beep noise. Zexion removed the card from the slot and pushed the handle on the door down. A small click was heard and Zexion pushed the door in. Zexion walked through into the medium sized room. The door shut behind him with a loud slam. Zexion carefully dropped his shoulder pack in the small corner behind the door.
Zexion's room was a medium sized box which included a small bathroom with a shower. A full sized bed was pushed into the far left wall from the entrance next to the large double sized window. A small nightstand was on the other side of the bed. The nightstand held a small lamp with a blue lamp shade along with a black phone and a gray alarm clock.
Next to the nightstand was a medium sized silver tin garbage basket. A tall dark gray fridge with two doors stood next to the basket. A wooden counter with a dark purple tinted top stood next to the basket. Next to the counter was a black electric stove with four burners and a cabinet above it. Then, there was a medium sized table pushed against the wall to the bathroom with two silver chairs next to each other. Then, the door to the bathroom was behind the chair closest to the wall. Inside the bathroom was simple blue waved wallpaper with shiny white tiled floor.
The bathroom was simple. A small square mirror hung over the sink and a small white mat was placed on the side of the shower with a large flat light hanging in the middle of the ceiling. From the outside of the bathroom, there was a small walk-in closet (with a flat light on the ceiling as well) half full of clothes, shoes, and junk like boxes. Next to the closet was the entrance to the dorm room. Then, there was a small empty corner where Zexion always put his shoulder pack and coat when it was needed. Next to the corner, was a three seater black couch with two white pillows on each came a long wooden desk where a work light was pushed to the end along with a set of five pencils and three pens one black and one blue and one red. There was then an empty space for a laptop or papers to be placed next to the light. A 42" TV sat next to the wooden desk on a glass platform.
Zexion sighed as he scanned his room just the way he had left it this morning before class. Zexion noticed that it was very dark so he clicked on the lights. Bright rays of light came beaming down from his ceiling.
Zexion walked over to his bed and plopped down. The bed creaked slightly. He looked through his window. The sun was beginning to disappear over the horizon. Zexion turned his head to stare at the white ceiling. He was just delaying his time. Zexion knew he had a paper due on Monday that was half way done. He just didn't feel like working on it today being a Friday and such. He could easily get it done tomorrow or Sunday. He usually didn't procrastinate unless the assignment was extremely boring like this one was.
Zexion thought it over and then it was settled. He would work on it Saturday. Besides, he had nothing better to do. He would finish his book before he went to sleep tonight and then he would have all the time in the world to finish it. He had it all planned out. Zexion leaned his head on the wooden backboard of the bed and put his hands behind his head and crossed his legs. Letting out a pleased sigh, he then remembered. He did in fact have something to do after his paper on Saturday. He could go to the home basketball game. It would be his first one this season. Zexion didn't know much about basketball, but he was curious and wanted to check it out. Zexion thought for a moment. The basketball game, he believed, was at 5:00pm and then it would end at 7:00. That was perfect. It wasn't much because Zexion's paper would only take another 2 hours of long work. It would have to do. Then on Sunday, he could do anything he wanted. Sleep, surf the internet, go to the library for a new book, watch TV, anything. Zexion sighed and closed his eyes. It would be time for dinner in a few minutes.
Cafeteria food, or something out of the cabinets? He asked himself.
Zexion started to move to try and get over to the stove but he didn't feel like moving. His legs didn't seem to work. He would have to get up sometime. He needed to get his book and take his laptop and cell phone out of his backpack. Zexion groaned and finally found his legs. He lazily pushed himself off the bed. He slowly walked over to his shoulder pack stuffed into the corner. Getting down to his knees, he unzipped it, getting out his phone first and stuffing it into his right pocket. Then he brought out his black laptop and reading book. He left his lonely text book in there for later. He carefully placed his laptop on his desk and brought his book to the nightstand. Zexion rolled up his sleeve to check the time. His watch said that it was 5:54pm. Zexion rolled his sleeve back down and walked over to the cabinet above his stove. He brought down a can of noodle soup. He placed it on the counter and opened the counter to grab a soup pot. He put that next to the soup on the counter. Getting out a can opener, he popped the lid off the soup and poured it into the pot. He put the pot on the burner in the back and set it on high. The smell of his meal filled the air in an instant. While that heated up, he got out a spoon and placed it on the wooden table. Zexion estimated about 10 minutes on the stove and then it would be done. He went over to his TV and grabbed the remote on the side of the glass platform. Zexion sat on his bed and hit the power button on the remote. The TV clicked and the new happened to be on. He flipped through the channels to find nothing on. So he settled for the discovery channel. It was talking about plants and grass in general. Exciting. Zexion rolled his eyes. Who really cared about grass anyways? Maybe a biologist? All he knew was that this documentary wouldn't get many ratings.
First Chapter Done! Lots and Lots of Describing. Possibly confusing. Sorry about that. I promise there won't be much of that anymore! Don't worry it worry it will get better I swear! Zexion is a very boring person don't you see? He doesn't talk to himself and has a level head on his shoulders. I CAN'T HELP THAT D: