Title: Go-Getter Greg
Author: Piratedolliebaby

Chapter: 1/1

Rating: T

Summary: AU! Vexen moves in to an apartment building, only to be bothered by a new neighbor.

"Oh, helloo..." A pink-haired male paused in his walk to his apartment, glancing down at a rather scrumptious blonde walking up the stairs with a heavy box. The green-eyed beauty seemed to be having quite the hard time with that heavy box, after all, and Marluxia was only a gentleman, right? He nearly ran down the stairs and stopped the blonde dead in his tracks.

"Hi...you must be new, I guess, at least, you're new to me. Saw you unpacking your car, so I said to myself maybe I should help him out, since we're neighbors, now and all the people here are elderly and probably a little standoffish, and I've got nothing to do. By the way I live in 207, my name's Marluxia. Wherever are my manners, let me get that heavy box."

The man simply stared at the pinkette with wide, uncertain eyes and watched as he carted the box up the stairs with no problems. He sighed and resigned himself to this pervert's help, leading him to the apartment and opening it up for him.

Marluxia was fairly proud of himself; he was a go-getter type of guy, and...well, narrowing down the field, he figured Vexen had a pretty good chance to be his boyfriend. They got him all moved in before Marluxia was brusquely told to leave and then ignored until he did.

It wasn't for a few weeks or even months later that Marluxia caught sight of the blonde leaving. Nearly leaping down the stairs, he stopped in front of the enchanting Vexen, for he'd finally learned his name.

"What's up?....didn't mean to sneak up on you there, I looked downstairs and saw you leaving, so what's up?"

Vexen had been about to reply before he was interrupted again.

"I haven't seen you at the pool since the barbeque, not that I've been checking. Here's the deal I've got this thing for work this weekend and I was wondering if you had anything going on, that maybe..."

"I do."

"Okay, hey, that's cool, you're busy. But we should hit up Jose O'Flannigans for jello shots, your call--"

"No, thank you."

"It's okay, not this week, but Monday. You could come over tonight, I'll be watching cop dramas and smokin' fatty fatties...?"

"Mnn...no thanks.." And this with, Vexen nearly ran out of the building, but all that Marluxia was focused on was his pert rear and how it looked framed in those pants he was wearing.

A few days later, Marluxia stopped Vexen dead in front of the door to his own apartment.

"You know...I've been giving it some thought. And I think you could use a guy like me, looking after you. A man to take you home, a hand for you to hold. And I'd never leave you alone!"

Vexen's eyes simply widened and he shook his head, taking a few steps back. The scientist simply wanted to get home and continue work on his experiment in the house. Sadly, it didn't look like that would work out quite how he wanted.

"I..."

"Look, I've narrowed down the field and I'd say you have a pretty good chance to be my boyfriend."

Vexen was speechless. He had no idea what to say to that, to be honest.

"Look, here's my number. Call me." And with that, he left the crumpled paper in the bewildered hands of his crush, who quickly hustled into the house and hid himself away in his room, immediately throwing the paper away. However, after a few hours, the thought of having company neared his mind, and as much as he tried to throw it away, he just couldn't and kept digging it back out.

AN: Okay, so...most of this is from the song. Almost all of Marly's words are...Vexen's aren't at all. ;; Hope this didn't suck too bad.