My second zemyx fanfic! I hope this one is better than the last. I plan to make this one longer. You know, with chapters and everything?? Hopefully, I'll be able to update it quick enough for everyone who reads! At the moment, I'm not quite sure where this is going, but it'll come to me! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own my ideas, my computer and that's about it.

A low rumble filled the sticky air of the summer evening as Zexion lifted his head from bending over the scattered papers on his desk. He sat, pen in hand, gazing out of the open window in front of him, seemingly in a daze. Nearly a month had gone by with no sign of rain, but now it seemed the weather was changing. No rain was falling yet, but the deep growling of thunder and soft flashes of lightening foreshadowed a summer storm. Zexion ran his fingers through his slate-colored hair, gently attempting to coax his bangs to rest behind his ear only to have them fall back in front of his eye again. His hair always covered one eye in a so-called "emo" fashion, not that Zexion minded. He liked it that way.

He continued to gaze out of the window idly until a soft rushing sound from somewhere off to the left met his ears, snapping him out of his little daze. The sound was quickly becoming louder as it approached the boy's home. Within seconds, it had reached its loudest as rain began to pour down harshly, the scent of it creeping into the house. The slate-haired teen smiled to himself, a soft sigh escaping his lips. This kind of weather always reminded him of that one day. It was the day he met his current best friend. The day he met him.

xXx flashback xXx

Zexion increased his pace as he noticed the dark clouds appearing in the sky above him. Why did his mother have to send him out to pick up baking materials now? Didn't she know it wasn't exactly pleasant to be walking around in the rain when all you wanted to do was curl up in your warm, cozy house with a nice book? Apparently not.

He managed to get to the grocery store a few blocks from home before the rain had made it there. If he hurried, he hoped, he'd be able to grab the things his mother needed and get home before the rain started. He rushed down the aisles grabbing the items on his mothers list as he passed them. Flour, sugar, milk. After putting the last item into the basket he'd grabbed at the door, he headed for the cash registers. Lucky for him there weren't too many people in line at the moment. He paid for his things and made his way to the exit just in time to see the first drop of rain hit the pavement. Great. With a sigh, the boy began walking, wondering why he hadn't thought to bring an umbrella along.

Before he was even halfway home, Zexion found himself caught in a down pour, and he was getting soaked.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" he cursed, looking along the sidewalk for something that could shield him from the now pounding rain. That's when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Zexion turned to face another boy about his age, this one taller than he was (though most people his age were), and with what Zexion thought to be the strangest haircut he'd ever seen. It was somewhere between a mohawk and a mullet. That wasn't the only thing Zexion noticed, however. The boy standing there also had the most beautiful sea-green eyes he'd ever seen in his life. The slate-haired teen was stunned for a moment until he noticed the boy's mouth was moving.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" he asked. Such a pointless question, Zexion thought, shaking his head as the boy tilted his own umbrella over him.

"I'll share mine with you if you want," he said, enthusiastically, "Where are you going?" Zexion took a moment before responding, feeling somewhat stunned.

"Um… Alright," he began, not used to having conversations with people, "I'm on my way back to my house. It's just a few blocks from here."

"Oh! So is mine!" the other boy smiled, "My name's Demyx. What's yours?"

"Zexion."

xXx end flashback xXx

After that day, the two became inseparable. The saying "opposites attract" could definitely be applied to their friendship. Zexion was quiet and for the most part, he avoided being around people and hated large crowds. It wasn't that he was trying to be rude, he just enjoyed his solitude most of the time, plus, he was a little shy but he was also very smart and if he had the chance, he'd spend all of his time in the library reading books. Demyx, on the other hand, was just the opposite. He was loud, slightly obnoxious and always smiling, unlike Zexion who very rarely let a smile grace his features. Demyx was an innocent and carefree teenager, not something you saw every day. Even with their obvious differences, the two got along like all best friends do, maybe even better than most, but Zexion had one secret that he simply refused to tell Demyx. He was completely and utterly in love with him.

There's chapter one. I know it's not so great, but it'll get better! I promise! I won't sit here and beg for reviews, but they would be very much appreciated!! Reviews help me get up the courage to update.