Summary: Zexion is manipulative. He twists people around his finger for pleasure. It's not uncommon for these people to 'fall' for him. When they do, he merely discards them. One certain blonde refuses to be disposed of however.

Pairings: Zemyx/Dexion, maybe side Akuroku and Soriku

Rating: M

Warnings: cussing, fluff, probably some (YAOI!) lemon later (*shot xD*), amateur attempting college fiction (XP)

Disclaimer: I don't own KH...unfortunately :(

Zexion wasn't well-liked, and he knew it. Many frowned upon his methods of manipulating people. But of course, that never stopped them from being manipulated by him, bent to his will, becoming part of his schemes. Humans can be so weak-minded, he thought amused and somewhat bitterly to himself, lying in his bed. He remained there for several minutes, just thinking peacefully. Of course, whatever force whas in charge of the universe didn't like Zexion, and would not let him have his peace.

"Heya Zexion!" Axel, Zexion's roomate, yelled at the blue-headed boy. "What's up?"

"Must you yell? It is a small room." Zexion asked, irritation clear in his voice. His senses - particularly smell and sound - were very sensitive.

"Somebody's cranky~"

"I am not 'cranky'. You are annoying"

"Whatever," Axel waved his hand dismissively, and pulled out his cell phone, texting his boyfriend, Roxas.

"Are you two always in contact?"

"Not when we're asleep....Well, sometimes when we're asleep." Axel got a perverted grin and nudged Zexion playfully, who merely rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you go see him then? It would be good for all three of us."

"Why are you so anti-social?"

"I'm not. I simply have a lot of work to do."

"If you say so.."

After another minute or so, Axel left the room, off to meet his boyfriend. Zexion assumed he probably didn't have much time, and walked over to his desk, flipping open his laptop, booting it up, and becoming irritated with how slow it booted up. I should fix that later, he noted mentally to himself.

When the computer booted up, Zexion set to work, going as fast as he could without making mistakes.

Af about half an hour, Zexion heard his phone ringing, and took it out of his pocket.

"Yes?"

"Hey Zex, it's Axel. Don't think I'll be back home tonight. Bye!!" The phone went dead.

Zexion shook the mental images the brief phone call had created of Axel and Roxas out of his head, and resumed his previous task, this time, at a much more relaxed pace. When he was done, he looked at his watch. 9:00 P.M. He shut down his computer, promising himself to fix the startup issue tommorow. Going into the bathroom, Zexion stripped and stepped into the shower, turning it on, thoroughly washing himself and then grabbing his shampoo, lathering it in and rinsing his hair well. He was somewhat vain aobut his blue hair. Stepping out and toweling himself off, he wrapped a towel around his waist, walking over to the counter, blowdrying and combing his hair. After he brushed his teeth, he changed into his black pajama bottoms, grabbed his Stephen King book, turned the lamp on, and athe overhead light off, and crawled into his bed, soon falling asleep.

About 4 the following morning, Zexion was rudely awakened from his slumber by the door crashing open, and a drunk Axel stumbling around the room.

Not being a morning person, Zexion was not pleased by this occurunce - happening all too frequently lately. "Axel? Why do you come here at such ungodly hours in the morning?"

"Lighten up Zexy! It's not that late!" Zexion cringed at the nickname. Axel had to be drunk to forget how much he despised that nickname.

"Axel. If you don't want to die, I suggest going back to your boyfriend's. NOW." Zexion rarely let his mask of cool slip, but when something like this happened - particularly at four in the fucking morning! - Zexion couldn't help it if his mask slipped a little.

"Why don't you make me?"

"Fine." Zexion grabbed his The Complete Work of William Shakespeare - 2000 pages, hardback - and chucked it full-force - which, admittedly, wasn't that much, but still pretty powerful from lugging huge books aorund in his backpack all day - at Axel's head.

"Fuck, that hurt! Fine, I'll leave!" Axel rubbed his shoulder - Zexion had apparently missed and just hit his shoulder.

After Axel left, Zexion rolled over, muttering to himself, soon asleep again.

Of course, he only had a few more hours of sleep before his alarm clock rang, and he got ready. Although he didn't need to - today was Saturday, and he had no classes - he was anxious to see the fruits of his labor.

Meanwhile, a certain blonde groaned and rolled over. He was still in his clothes from last night. Discarding them on the floor, he went to the bathroom, where he was going to take a shower but Roxas and his boyfriend had decided to have some fun in the shower. Oh well, he'd get one later. Changing, gelling and styling his hair, then throwing on his clothes, said blonde walked over to the Twilight club, whistling to himself along the way.

Bahhh! I couldn't help it! Zemyx/Dexion=OTP D:

What did Zexion do? Who is the blonde? How is he related to Roxas? Why am I asking obvious questions?!?! FIND OUT NEXT TIME!!! *shot* xD