Yo! -waves- I've decided to write a story with more then one chapter about Demyx and Zexion. Pre-CoM. Yes, this is indeed yaoi! ZexionDemyx, so if you don't like then don't read.

Italics: Flashbacks or I'm putting a certain emphasis on a word. You should be able to tell.
Bold: Sound effects.

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Na-da, zip, zero, zilch.

And on to the story.

Intro

Demyx rapped lightly on the grayish colored door that contrasted the white walls. Every second or so he would glance around the corridor, as if waiting for anything to jump out at him. And that was just the truth.

"Demyx!" Was the snarl he heard behind him as a heavy blast of wind slammed him into a wall.

"Hey! What was that for?" He said, staggering to his feet and facing Xaldin. "You know very well what!" Was the gruff reply as Xaldin stepped closer to the annoyed Demyx. In return, Demyx stepped back. Xaldin foreword. Demyx back. This went on for a few moments until Demyx was backed into a wall. The nervous blonde couldn't help but gulp. When Xaldin was mad, it was never pretty.

"I d-didn't do nuthin." Demyx forced the words out of his mouth. "Liar!" Was the immediate response from Xaldin, as his spears hit the wall right next to Demyx's head. Yelping in surprise, Demyx's hands flew up to cover his head in weak self-defense. "You're gonna pay for trashing my room you little punk!" Xaldin shrieked, his eyes stormy.

Axel. That was who came to mind when Xaldin spoke why he was so enraged. Xaldin and Axel were always at each other's throats, doing mean things to each other. Sure, Demyx and Xaldin had a bit of an argument yesterday over who got the last bag of chips, but that was no reason for Xaldin to accuse him of trashing his room! Demyx may prank everybody once in a while, but he knows better then to mess with his (or hers, in Larxene's case) rooms.

A quiet yelp escaped his lips as another blast of wind sent him skidding down the corridor a ways, jolting him out of his thoughts. Turning tail and racing down the halls, the heavy sound of Xaldins footsteps pounded after him, telling him quickly that running wasn't about to get him away from the said mans fury.

Summoning up a portal a few feet ahead of him, Demyx picked up speed and lept into the portal, it closing quickly behind him with a "Damn!" from Xaldin.

So, here he was. No idea who's room it was, but he didn't really care. He had to hide somewhere after all! 'But whoever it is in this room, they're taking way to long to open the goddamn door!' He thought in annoyance, knocking again on the door, this time with more urgency. There was no telling when Xaldin was going to find him.

Finally, the door opened to reveal the one and only Zexion. The one and only annoyed Zexion.

"Zexy! You've gotta help me out here. Xaldin thinks I trashed his room when it was really Axel but he won't listen and is about ready to kill me!" At this point, Zexion couldn't help but wonder how in all the worlds anyone could say all that in one breath. He also didn't want to help Demyx out. It was his problem, not Zexions. Better off not getting involved. So, he shut the door, but that plan failed almost immediately. A loud thwack and a shout of 'Ouch!' was what happened when he shut his door. Apparently, Demyx wasn't going to take no for an answer if he was going to shove his foot in the door.

"Fine. You can hide out in here for a little while." Zexion sighed, not willing to argue with the blonde.

"Thanks Zexy! You're the best!" Demyx said gleefully as he stepped into Zexions dark room, the door shutting behind him.

"Yeah, yeah…just don't call me Zexy."

End

Yeah, so that's it. . I know its short, but I just wanted to put this up now because..Uh..Well I don't really know why, but I did. Later chapters will be longer, I promise! R&R please.

-BlackWind92