This is my first FanFic ever... in fact it's probably the first story I've written outside of school. So, forgive me if it sucks or if I somehow messed up in some way or another. Tell me if there are any mistakes, because I'm sure there are...
Summery: Ienzo's only true friend... and he lost him. Lost himself. Lost everything. Zemyx.
Disclaimer: Tragically I don't own any of these characters. I would if I could.
Authors Notes: This is in Zexion's point of view. In his flashbacks he refers to himself as Ienzo. But really they are the same person, to an extent. Hopefully it will become clear later on.
xXIf You Promise Me Your HeartXx
Chapter 1
Ienzo
There never really was a point in trying with people, when no one really cares about you anyway. Sure, it sometimes seemed like they did... but really, everyone just learns to become really good actors. They even start to fool themselves; they lose who they are and the darkness consumes them. There is nothing more to life then to just try and shut it all out. Like a test to see if you can hold on to who you really are. I lost that battle as soon as it begun.
When I was 14, and still had a heart, I believed some stupid things. How could I be so naive to think that anyone wanted me, that anyone cared? Maybe it was because of the boy that I grew up with, the one that I thought was my best friend. The one called Myde.
I was a loser. And really, this didn't bother me until the one and only friend that I had in my whole life started to become insanely popular. Usually this wouldn't be a problem but he started to become too busy with all his new "friends" and I basically never got to talk to him anymore. You could say that Myde and I used to be attached at the hip, though it was more like he dragged me around everywhere he went and I really had no choice in the matter. I did like him though, even with his constant mindless chattering that hardly stopped.. wait no... NEVER stopped! But I guess it kinda worked out because I never really talked much, so I didn't mind. It always seemed to annoy people and scare everyone off that Myde blabbered on and on all the time. They thought it was weird, I guess. It was normal to me, but then I've been around him my whole life. It should be normal to me. I guess that's why I was his only real friend for the first 13 years of his life.
But then he changed.
I don't know what happened but he stopped talking non-stop. It came down to an almost normal level of talkativeness, (though Myde would never be normal). That is when girls starting stalking him in their fangirl like mob things. And Myde? He didn't even seem to notice them! Now I really wanted to know what was going on. True, Myde can be pretty spacey and unobservant sometimes. But who WOULDN'T notice a huge crowd of squealies (as I liked to call them) huddled in the most obvious places and being completely obvious in their attempts of unobviousness(1). Girls never even batted an eyelash at him before. And I would know. I've always been particularly observant with other people. I have a sort of affinity with peoples minds; I seem to understand what they are thinking and feeling. Heck, sometimes I even wondered if I could manipulate their thoughts and feelings.
Anyway. It was at that time in my life that I realized that I actually liked having Myde around. I missed having my friend. He was such a kind and loving person. And his smile could kill. Seriously... he could get away with murder. But Myde was definitely no murderer.
It is actually pretty surprising that he never had any other friends besides me. Maybe I had something to do with it. With my sharp remarks, pale skin, and bluntness; how I always preferred to keep that distance from the rest of the world. I don't think Myde wanted to drift away from me. In fact he always brightened up when he got to talk to me. He was just so busy now with all his new friends and activities.
I later found out tat the reason for his sudden popularity was because of his sitar. I always knew Myde was gifted in his musical talent. Amazing, really. But I guess no one had really seen him play before. The last year of middle school I convinced him to join the new music class. He was very nervous at first. But he seemed to have gotten the best from it.
I have no idea why he started talking less though. I can only speculate on this one. Perhaps it was his new focus on music, and the lyrics he wrote, that got him thinking more instead of talking. Maybe it's because of some family issue. I don't know. I don't think I will ever truly know, but I would try.
"Hey, Ienzo! Catch" Okay. Let's admit it. I have never been one in the particularly athletic range, so my first day of High school didn't turn out so well when a particular enthusiastic blond chucked his moogle-ball at my head and, incidentally, knocked me out. That boy doesn't realize how strong he can be sometimes. Now, coming form a very small middle school of around only 150 people, I saw coming to High School as an opportunity make some new friends. Waking up to find what seemed like the entire school populace staring at me, open mouthed, as I struggled to gain consciousness, was not going to help my cause.
Now don't ask my why I wanted to make friends. But I guess I was getting lonely from Myde's neglect of me, I suppose. I was just being selfish though. I had him all to myself for my whole life and now when he seemed really happy with his friends and his life, I didn't like it. I mean don't get me wrong. I wanted him to be happy and Myde always tried to talk to me whenever he could. Sometimes he looked sad when he saw me, like he wished we weren't drifting apart. Like he wanted to reach out and pull me back to him. He had tried various times to add me into his new group of friends but they rejected me. I guess I was just too weird for them, I was just naturally unwanted. Or.. unwantable.
They brought me to the school nurse. Myde stammering sorry's over and over. I told him to shut it because I was fine. But..
"You have a minor concussion. I think you should just go home - Ienzo was it?- and rest for the rest of the day. You should be fine to start school tomorrow."
The nurse did seem pretty nice and sure, I was small for my age, but it pissed me off that she seemed to think I was weak. I tried to protest. The first day of school was being messed up already as it was. I didn't intend to miss it all. "Sorry, Ienzo. I can't allow you to be running about the school in this state. You can come back tomorrow." With that she shoved me out the door towards the parking lot, watching until she was sure I wouldn't sneak back.
My house was just down the a few blocks from the school, but I still wondered why I was allowed... well forced, to walk all the way back home in my "state" when I wasn't allowed to sit in a classroom. But whatever.
I crossed the threshold of my house and thats how I found them. Sure they fought a lot, but now she was brandishing a knife at my dad, with full intensions of using it. "HOW COULD YOU!" my mother screamed. I could hear the hurt lathered all over her voice. I thought I should probably do something but the way my mom was yelling at him was pretty damn scary.
I backed up a step, retreating back through the front door but I guess the movement caught my mom's attention . She looked pretty surprised to see me there but then decision crossed her face
"Get your stuff, Ienzo. We're leaving." She was still pointing the knife at my dad, her hand was slightly shaking. And MAN was it big. I mean where did she get that? I wasn't aware that we owned sure a thing. "IENZO!" "Okay, I'm going, I'm going. Don't do anything rash." I ran upstairs truly frightened. And that's when it sank in. We were leaving. I might never see Myde again. I would have tried to talk her out of it or asked if I could stay here with dad... but I really didn't relish the idea of an 18 inch blade wrenching through my flesh.
I packed.
We left.
She kept driving and driving, just in silence. I knew if she continued to another world my hopes of ever seeing Myde again would vanish. Different worlds weren't connected enough for that. I didn't think she was ever going to stop, when she pulled into a motel parking lot and got out. I knew then that she intended to go to another world. If she was planning on staying here, she would have just gone to her sister's until she found a place. I'm pretty sure I was still in shock because I just sat there, staring out the window when she left to book a room.
We spent the next month trying to find a house. It is a pretty big deal when one tries to move to another world. Eventually, my mom bought a small house in some weird little town called Twilight Town. I had never heard of it, but then it wasn't a big world. I was forced to go to school there. I lost Myde. I don't think I ever really talked again. Myde was gone.
I spent the next 3 years losing myself. I was empty and truly alone.
¤°*~EMELEE~*°¤
(1) And yes I know I made this word up :) I tend to do that. Sometimes there are just words that need to be made!
Well, thats Chapter 1. Please Review and tell me what you think :3