Hello!! My name is EuphoriaXigbar, and this is my first fanfiction. Yippee!! I surly hope you enjoy it!!

P.S::..:: I do not own anything, I only own the plot. That's all.

How Far we've come.

Chapter 1::..::Diminish::..::

SMACK

"Listen to me!!"

PUNCH

"Look at me!!! Fuckin' Emo!!"

The boys frame shook from abuse from his father and brother. No tears from the small boy. There was no need to, he was used to it.

"Hey!!", his elder brother screamed in the younger ears, "Get the fuck up!!" The youngest started to snicker; he always thought the fact that his brother always used the word fuck was utterly hilarious. "What the FUCK is so funny EmoFaggot?!" Another punch strait to his abdomen. The youngest coughed a burst of air from his lungs. 'Ouch you basterd… That hurt…' the smallest whimpered in his mind.

"You are no son of mine, Zexion!! Stupid children belong to stupid fathers, and I am NOT one of those imbeciles!!" Zexion's father screamed. His father stormed out of the kitchen, with Axel, his step brother, trailing behind him. Zexion sighed and got up from the filthy floor. Before he got up completely, he took a long whiff. 'Uh… The mold's getting worse…' he noted. His home was far from old, it was ancient. The outside was built, at least, 40,000 times so it could be sold. A nasty 3 bedroom trailer. Zexion always wondered why anyone would even want to live in a trailer. He always got constantly picked on for his home, and the particular smell that he had from the growing mold.

Zexion took to his room, and turned on the radio. The only entertainment he has. "The traffic on Route Eleven is stopped, due to a bad accident it the 2nd left lane. Traffic will be held up for…" Zexion turned off the radio, and sighed. He started towards his large closet, and pulled out a folded 12 foot ladder. He opened his non-screen window, and crossed his sparse lawn. As he ran, small clumps of mud stuck to the bottom of his "goth" boots and created weak foot prints that were slowly disappearing with the slow drifting snow.

Zexion shivered as he finally got to a very plain white house. He smiled a bit when he saw the room on the second floor was lit up with music blasting. He crossed the lightly snowed yard. He opened the ladder and propped it up to the lit window, and started to climb. When he got to the top, he banged on the window sill, and moved back a small bit. Just as he did, a mohawked boy appeared and looked over joyed. He quickly undid the lock, and opened to window. Zexion grabbed the metal sides of the screen and pried it open. He hissed at the stinging cold of the metal in-between his fingers. Once Zexion removed the screen, the blonde took it, and set it on the floor. The blonde then raised his hand helping the other get in.

"Ugh… Demyx… This is getting' to easy…" Zexion sighed. Demyx laughed and pulled Zexion close, and attempting to kiss him. Just as the blonde puckered up, the other slipped out of his arms and walked towards the others computer. Demyx huffed, closed the window, and shuffled after him. Just as Zexion reached the computer, he turned to the other looking very pissed.

"Demyx."

"Yes?"

"What did I say about kissing me?"

"Uh…" Demyx gave a cute distant look and clasped his hands together, "Cheek is fine, but lips are bad?"

"Very good Demyx. You deserve a hug." With that, Zexion embraced him quickly then turned, sat down in the office chair, and looked at glowing computer screen. Zexion started to click on random files, and began typing viscously. He was an expert, despite his lack of computer time at home, and could do anything if had the right stuff to do it with.

"Awww… I wanted a kiss on the cheek too…" Demyx leaned closer to the computer, and watched Zexion. He was always amazed at the others talent. "Yeash… I'm two years older you, and I've been on the computer since I was, like, five, and you know more than I do…" Demyx pouted.

Zexion smirked, and continued on his merry way. "Hey, I'm a first class genius. This stuff is wicked easy." Soon, after opening what seemed like billions of files, LimeWire popped up. Due to Demyx's worry obsessed parents, Zexion had to create tons of files with a vast amount of passwords to make sure his parents wouldn't find the LimeWire that Zexion enjoyed very much. He started to type a song name, and clicked search.

"What cha lookin' for Zexy?"

"How Far We've Come, by MatchBox Twenty."

"Ahh… I see… I really like that song!! It's really nice. MmHm. One of my faves."

"You don't know that song do you?"

"Nope!!" Demyx screamed at a high pitch. One of the many things he enjoyed to do. It annoyed Zexion to know end; it always gave him a headache.

Zexion growled a little at the shriek and flicked the blonde's nose.

"Ow!! Meanie…" Demyx cried.

"No screeching. It's really irritating." Zexion looked the screen of the computer, and sighed. 'It's not done yet… Ugh…' Another sigh escaped the younger teen, and he decided to go on the internet and find a movie to watch with his friend. Demyx realized what he was doing, and attempted to get closer the other.

"Hey… Finding a movie, eh? How 'bout… A horror, no wait!! Comedy!! NO!! What a 'bout a… Porno?" Demyx proceeded to rap his arms around the younger teen, hoping that that would get him the mood. Which it didn't.

"Demyx. Get off me. How many times to I haveta tell ya, I'm not gay, or bi, so could you stop requesting pornos, and getting so damn close to me?" Zexion pried himself loose from the bear hug that was graciously given to him, and decided to look for stories to read instead. Demyx left the grumpy boy alone, and picked up his latest gamers magazine.

"Hey Zexion!! Guess what? The Playstation 3 is dropping in sales!! I told you!!" Demyx started towards the other and pointed to the article, and showing him the colourful chart. "See? Its waaaaaaaaay at the bottom!! Yippee!! You owe me a kiss!!" Zexion groaned, he was right. When the Playstation 3 came out, Zexion thought it would be the world's greatest system. Demyx thought otherwise, and they got in a small argument that ended with a bet. If the Playstation 3 did get very successful, Demyx would have to be his maid for a week, on the other hand, if Demyx won, he would get to kiss Zexion on the lips. Something he's wished for almost his whole life.

Zexion pouted and rubbed his sleepy eyes. He knew he had to do it. There was no way of getting out of it. Demyx lifted the others head, and moved his blue hair that covered his right eye, and smiled ear, to ear. He bent down barely touching the others lips. He breathed softly, then slammed his lips on the others. The forceful kiss startled Zexion, and he almost collapsed on the floor. Demyx continued his kiss, until he attempted to push his tongue into Zexion's mouth. Zexion panicked and tried to move back, but Demyx grabbed the others shoulders, and kept the other where he was. Demyx was finally able to get his tongue in, began exploring the terrified boys mouth. Demyx enjoyed the taste of Zexion, and pushed his tongue deeper. Zexion struggled to get out of his vice grip, to no avail. It almost seemed like Demyx was enjoying his struggles. With that thought, he stopped thrashing around like a mad person, and sat perfectly still. Demyx paused when Zexion stopped so suddenly, and broke the kiss.

"Why…? Um… You…"

"Demyx, go sit down and read your dumb magazine. You won the bet, and you got what you wanted, now let me read." Zexion turned abruptly to the computer and started to read silently. Demyx's face went to confused, to panic. His eyes started to water, and made small, but noticeable, sniffles. He realized that he had made the worst mistake of his life.

"Zexion!!", Demyx yelled the blonde, "I-I'm sorry!! I… I'm… I…" Demyx's sentence was cut off when he burst into sobs. Zexion flung himself around in his chair, shot up and held the poor blonde. Zexion felt bad about what he said and done, and wanted to comfort him as much as he could.

Demyx sniffed and looked at the other. He smiled, and snaked his arms around his friend's shoulders. They stood like that for, what seemed like, forever, and then Zexion pressed his lips against Demyx's cheek. Although he didn't stop there. He trailed kisses all over the boys face. He kissed each cheek, his forehead, gently on his eyes, and on the tip of his nose; not anywhere near his lips. Demyx took that as teasing, and he began to whine. Demyx started to move his head, in an attempt to get Zexion to fall on his lips, and it was a success. Once again, their lips were connected, but this time it was different. Zexion was pressing into the kiss with Demyx. The blonde moved his arms around the others waist, and pulled him closer…

"It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake, if the way is hazy, gotta do the cookin' by the book; you know you can't be lazy…" Zexion pulled away when the song began playing. Demyx blushed and took his arms back and picked up his cell phone on that was conveniently on the nightstand next to him. He flipped open the phone and stayed silent for a small moment.

"Uh… Hello?" Demyx stuttered.

"Demy…?" a small voice responded.

"Namine!!"

Namine was a little girl that he has known ever since she was born. He was the god father of her, because of that. He met her when he broke his leg and had to move around in a wheel chair at the hospital. He often got bored, and would randomly leave his room to go exploring. One day, he found himself in the "baby" section. Demyx looked at all the little babies, and almost fainted. Despite being 9 at the time, he thought babies were, and still are, the very cutest. A woman was suddenly rushed into the hospital, and sped right by Demyx. In all the rush, Demyx's wheel chair got stuck on the woman's and he was being stolen away by the rushing doctors. Once they got to the room, they immediately got her on the bed. Because of their rush, they forgot to remove Demyx from the room. He watched the whole birth, and it was… Very different from what his mother told. What he saw and heard was no stork. Demyx did notice something though, there was no father. She had to have this baby by herself. Once it was all over with, the doctors were surprised by a small boy with eyes so big they pictured them exploding. They quickly grabbed the handles on the wheel chair and tried to get the boy out before he started to ask questions. The woman called out to the doctors asking them to bring the boy to her. They gave the boy a mask and wheeled him to her. She smiled and told him how brave he was, and asked him if he could be the god father of her little girl. Demyx agreed, and the woman moved down the street from Demyx, and he's been taking care of her ever since.

"What's goin' on Nami?"

"Nothin' much Demy. Just wanted to talk to you."

"Okie dokie smokie!!" Demyx chimed.

While Demyx talked on the phone, Zexion stood there. 'Wow… That… That was amazing… Wait; was that a song from LazyTown?!'

Yep. That's the first chapter. If you like it, please review. Please. Oh, and please be kind to me. If you have any advice, do give to me. I'll probably need it… If you would like me to continue, please tell me. Thank you.

Ciao.