A/N: WHY HELLO! It seems I finally got my lazy ass back into gear and decided to start a new project. I promise chapters will NOT be this short, as this is just the prologue, but I'm already working on chapter one so keep your eyes peeled! :)

This is a songfic. So if you want more info behind the story I guess, this song is called Not Like The Movies by Katy Perry. It's really good, and I suggest you listen to it.

ALSO. ALSOALSOALSO. I apologize to any anti-AkuDem people out there. I promise that this IS a Zemyx story, but I needed these two together in order for the story to progress. I promise there won't be anything that will make you want to cry in shame. I do NOT like this pairing. It will branch off into Zemyx and AkuRoku, so do not fret my lovelies.

Enjoy?

I wasn't really sure how to describe my life.

If I were to ask, most people would have said life was pretty freakin' perfect. At 22 with a well-paying job, a large assortment of friends, and a steady relationship, people would say I was set for success. I was creative, a nice person to be around with a dry sense of humor, and a smile girls would describe as 'dreamy'.

But what if that wasn't how I viewed it? In fact, what if I didn't think of my life that way at all?

In my perspective, my life was satisfactory. Sure, I was given all the opportunities and streaks of luck that people would kill for, but that didn't mean I was one hundred percent with the idea that I could live my life to the fullest. 'Perfect' wasn't the word I would have used to describe my lifestyle.

The definition of 'perfect' was always blurry in my mind. Everyone else was more than capable of listing off his or her ideal or 'perfect' getaway. His or her 'perfect' spouse; his or her 'perfect' life. To say the least, I had some serious inner turmoil as to why my puzzle pieces didn't match up like everyone else's when they should have made the perfect picture.

There goes that word again. 'Perfect'. Who the fuck woke up one morning and decided to make a word that symbolized purity? When this big mental first hit me, I wanted to punch that inventor in the face. Right in the facial region. Because they made me, Demyx Wright, confused as ever.

In said confused state, I sat down and looked at my life in a general sense. What did I have that made it worth living? What created those 'puzzle pieces' that weren't locking together right?

I had my job. Okay, so I worked as a record store manager. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for more, with music being my cornerstone of everything I did. So that didn't conjure up any feelings of discomfort, but I still felt in nonetheless.

I had my friends. All of which were more than close to me, I always had someone I could confide in and ask for advice or a shoulder to cry on if I needed it. We all got along and when arguments did occur, no one stayed angry at each other for more than a couple days. We were inseparable.

Then I had my relationship. Now, if someone were to ask me which girl in our group I was dating, I would point with a smug smirk on my face and say, "That one, with the fire truck hair and facial tattoos." Then, that someone would realize that I was gay and either:

A) Squeal and ask us to kiss. (Usually the common reaction of the female variety.)

or,

B) Cringe and walk away, probably glancing back a few times in disgust.

Yes, I had a boyfriend. His name was Axel, and at the time, he was my everything. Not that mushy, high-pitched 'sunshine, rainbows and unicorns' everything, but he was the top person I could go to if I was feeling down. For the people who cringed and walked away, it was obvious they didn't know the back-story we had or didn't accept the fact that love was not distinguished by gender.

After looking at my puzzle pieces, I realized that it wasn't the imperfections that were weighing my life down.

My life was too perfect. Too much like the movies, and my mission was to search for something that made it imperfect.

A/N: I hate it when I write things that are unbelievably short... but I had to fit this in so I could get the story out there and in motion. So READ AND REVIEW! :D I'd love to know if you guys want more, and want to know why Demyx is such a goddamn downer! Hahaha.

- DecorusEverto.