Zexion slept badly that night, his dreams were full of Demyx's saddened gaze staring somberly up at him from the garden, those eyes on the verge of tears filled his minds eye...
/Who the hell? Zexion?/
His voice had sounded somewhere between thrilled and extremely frightened.
He could clearly see from the crack in the curtains that it was still dark outside he peeked through the curtains to see if Demyx was still sitting there.
But he had seemingly long gone...

Zexion slept in late the next day, missing breakfast.
His eyes blinked open and closed quickly again the gap where he had forgotten to close the curtains was letting in a long beam of sunlight which despite only being a thin beam seemed to light his whole room and blind him.
"Ugh... God..."
Sitting up he shielded his eyes wiping them to try and get his vision accustomed to the bright light that was filling his room.
Slowly he pulled open the curtains, flaming red hair caught his eye, right where they had been the night before sprawled out on the grass lay Axel and Roxas side by side, looks of complete bliss upon their faces, eyes closed bathing in the sunlight.
Jealousy and curiousity rose in Zexion, he ran his fingers through his hair pulling his fringe back out of his face looking down upon them.
/They can waste time in each others company, they could be happy doing this, could they possibly be...?/
Zexion pushed the thought away, far into the back of his mind.
/That's impossible.../
He sat cross legged on his bed leaning his elbow on his thigh unable to push Demyx's last gaze up at him out of his mind.
While away in his thoughts he heard something slip under the door which snapped him back to reality.
"Huh?"
He looked over to the door, where there now lay a white sheet of paper.
Turning himself on the bed he put his bare feet to the cold wooden floor and shifted his weight so he was standing up, he walked quickly over to the door and picking up the piece of paper opened the door and looked out, the retreating figure of one of the members met his gaze.
"Hey!"
Frowning he closed the door and unfolded the piece of paper.

Zexion,

I'm extremely sorry about what happened last night, I got freaked out.
I wouldn't have in any sane state of mind have acted like that.
As much as I would like to ask you what you were doing out that late, I won't...
Please don't tell anyone I was out either.
It's nothing sinister that I'm up to, I just use that time to... think.
Sorry again.

Demyx.

/Think about what?/
He moved back towards his bed his eyes catching the two lovers lying together in the sun, bathed in light.
A bit away from them, someone else caught his gaze.
Blonde hair, spiked, sitar lying across his lap, eyes closed, fingers rested across the strings.
His expression, although he was quite a long way off, was readable.
Sadness.
He moved away from the window and walked into the bathroom, he switched on the shower, the spray of water piping hot.
Abandoning his boxers on the floor he climbed into the shower feeling the warmth of the water hitting his skin.
His hair dripped with water down his face.
/How can I even try to deal with this, when I can't understand it?/

"Hey there Zexy what's it like in your room, I feel like I'm a thousand miles away even though I'm pretty close to you yes it's true the stars can't shine as bright as you, oh yes it's true..."
Opening his eyes he strummed his sitar a few more times, tightening strings trying to tune it when a figure made the shadow cast over him by the tree slightly darker.
"Huh?"
There in front of him stood Zexion, hair still wet from his shower.
"Uh..."
Demyx looked slightly flustered.
"I uh... Sorry about last night..."
Zexion shrugged.
"It's cool, I got your note."
"Oh... Yeah..."
"Mind if I sit here?"
"No, no, not at all..."
Curious now Demyx shifted over to give Zexion room to sit down.
He sat down against the bark of the tree quite close to Demyx, the leafy shade cool against the midday heat.
They sat for about a minute in silence when Demyx took a breath.
"So um... What are you doing here?"
Zexion not opening his eyes shrugged.
"Just thought I'd come sit here..."
"Yeah, um ok."
He began to strum his sitar again humming slightly when Zexion stopped him.
"What is that?"
Taken aback Demyx stopped strumming.
"Uhm... I can stop..."
"No, I know that song. I just wondered is all."
Demyx made a slight 'oh' motion with his lips and started strumming again noticing that Zexion was bobbing his head slightly in time.
"Do you know the lyrics?"
"I think I might, why?"
"Just wondered."
Demyx took a hint and started humming softly he noticed Zexion's head bobbing in time with the tune again and started to nervously sing a little.
"Gone, she's gone, how do you feel about it? Thats what I thought, there is no love about it and I wish you the best but I could do without it and I will because you've gone without me..."
Noting his reaction Demyx continued.
"Wore me down like a road I'd do anything you told, wore me down to my knees I'd do anything to please, but you can't stop thinking about her, no you can't stop thinking about her...
And you're wrong you're wrong, I'm not overreacting, something is off why dont we ever believe ourselves? And I oh I, I feel that worked for you and I will because you've gone without, oh I will because you've gone without me...
Wore me down like a road I'd do anything you told, wore me down to my knees I'd do anything to please, but you can't stop thinking about her, no you can't stop thinking about her...
She's so pretty she's so damn polite but I'm so tired of thinking about her again tonight...
Wore me down like a road I did anything you told, wore me down to my knees I did everything to please you...
Wore me down like a road I did everything you told me to do, but you cant stop thinking about her, no you can't stop thinking about her, no you cant stop thinking about her...
No you cant stop thinking about her..."
His voice became a whisper and the strums faded off into mere echos, but the look of pure relaxation on Zexion's face was worth the reddened cheeks that singing in front of Zexion had caused.
Zexion's eyes opened and Demyx thought he saw a slight smile cross Zexion's lips for a split second and as quickly as he had sat down Zexion stood back up again, and laid a hand on Demyx's shoulder.
"You played that excellently..."
As soon as he had come Zexion was walking back over the green grass towards the mansion again leaving Demyx bewildered as to what had just happened.

Zexion went straight back up to his room looking out through the open windows on his way back up, Axel and Roxas had moved out of sight and there solitary on the grass, in what Zexion assumed to be his usual spot facing his bedroom window sat Demyx again.

Later on Zexion was awoken by a knock on his door.
"Um what?"
"Uh... Hi... It's uh Demyx..."
Zexion rolled his eyes.
"Just push the door, it's not locked."
Slowly the door opened.
"Uh hi... Um, you missed dinner... So I uh..."
Demyx held out his hand presenting Zexion with a plate full of sandwiches.
The grey blue haired teen pulled his hair out of his face with a swish of his hand.
"Woah... How long was I asleep for?"
Demyx shrugged.
"No idea... I just noticed you wern't at dinner so... Yeah..."
Zexion put his hands out and took the plate out of Demyx's hands stroking them in the process causing chills to run up Demyx's spine.
"Uh... Thanks..."
Not used to this sort of random kindness he felt awkward and lay the sandwiches down beside him.
"Uhm... Do you want to sit down?"
The blonde teens face lit up and he sat on the bed near Zexion as he took a bite out of one of the sandwiches.
"These are really good, I guess I didn't realize how hungry I was..."
Demyx now delighted with the day he was having didn't need to respond everything was perfect.
/Perfect, perfect, perfect.../
His eyes came back into focus and he found Zexion staring at him.
"Huh?"
"I just don't understand..."
"What?"
"This, what do you want in return?"
Demyx's mind flashed with images of Zexion in his boxers with his fingers in his mouth posing for pictures he would later use for his own *ahem* amusement...
"Nothing..."
Zexion looked puzzled.
"But why?"
Demyx felt his face flush.
"Um, well I guess you could say I consider you a friend..."
Still the grey blue haired teen looked confused.
"I just can't grasp the idea of this, it seems... Alien to me."
The blonde haired teens face fell.
"Oh..."
Zexion looked up.
"You look... Unhappy."
"Well, sometimes you make me feel unhappy..."
"What?"
"Nothing..."
Zexion laid the sandwich down on the plate.
"How come you always seem so... Happy?"
"Well I am ha..."
"But when I see you alone you're always so... Sad?"
Demyx's eyes opened wide.
/Shit./
"I just, wish I could understand, then maybe, you would be happy all the time, but I don't and I don't know what I'm supposed to do to make you smile..."
The blonde haired teens face flushed and he stood up.
"Don't leave, I need to say this."
Demyx sat back down.
"I've seen you staring up at me and your expression changing and it's been on my mind and I don't have a clue why."
Zexion rested his hands against his temples his face looking concentrated.
"All I know is, that when I see it, it does something to me and it's something I'm really not used to... Feeling."
His voice was unemotional and very matter of fact except on the word 'feeling' where it seemed to crack.
Moving towards Demyx now his brow was furrowed and his eyes looked frustrated like he was trying to figure out a really difficult maths problem.
"You've been... Nice to me... And I don't know what I'm supposed to do to make you smile again I don't even know WHY I feel this way or why seeing you sad even makes me feel bad. I'm... Confused."
He moved closer now.
"I'm a nobody I'm not supposed to feel at all and I don't know if I really can..."
Their faces were inches apart now.
Demyx voice was barely audible.
"Well lets find out then..."
His lips moved in to find Zexion's who seemed to jump at the contact but settled into the kiss quite fast and feeling Demyx's hands run up his back lay back onto the bed where Demyx's hands moved up and held his holding them over his head, not forcibly but gently, like he wanted him there, but he could pull away if he felt like it.
Zexion's eyes fell closed and his lips opened in a sigh which Demyx took full advantage of deepening the kiss exploring Zexion's mouth with his tongue.
/This really is the best day ever I can't believe I'm here in his room with him./
Demyx's lips made their way down to Zexion's neck causing him to gasp.
/I don't want to hurt you.../
His lips pulled away leaving them staring into each others eyes.
One's fantasy was slowly coming through.
The other unsure if he was even capable of feeling.
/I don't want to hurt you.../