Author's note: I can't tell you how amazed I am that I got that many reviews for the very first chapter… I guess you like it? Well.. urm yeah. Sadly for me the blind date has been cancelled for I now have a very loving lover who I can hang out with 15 hours straight and then talk on the phone for 8 hours.. I don't think that we have ever argued or been angry at each other either.. A truly great relationship. I loves ya and you know who you are. sorry for Zexy's OOC ness but i really don't give teh damn :P JK!!

Enjoy. Warning: Yaoi, Disclaimer: Not mine, blah blah blah.

Zexion had been waiting for a full count of 27 minutes.

That's not a bit crazy or weird… Right? Zexion needed someone to tell him that what he was currently doing wasn't stalker-ish. Zexion had found his way to his window with a livid stare of the surrounding area, looking for the blond haired male he had become so fond of in the few past hours.

Zexion took a deep breath and looked at the infernal digital clock.

12:48 PM.

He exhaled sharply and looked back out the window for the semi-stranger he was to meet. He scanned the surrounding area, building and even the playgrounds, for the last time, and then he decided to have another sample of what he was supposedly going to meet very soon in the flesh.

He dove for the blankets of his bed of which he had thrown the camera, acting out of his usual character for the simple device twice in one day. He held on the phone's power button, and in seconds the phone produced a little jingle he was accustomed to hearing. When the phone had completely rebooted, Zexion realized that more things had been sent from Naminé after he discarded his phone to get ready.

Zexion had indeed been very smart. If he had kept the camera on and continued to look at the wonderful gifts from Naminé, then he would have never been able to put on his clothes. Naminé had sent him more pictures and more notable, a video of the blond haired wonder, who was appearing to give a somewhat monologue to her camera.

Zexion grabbed his soundproof headphones out of his nearby charging ipod and quickly shoved them into the phone, flipping the on switch to allow him complete concentration on the boy's voice of which he was to meet.

"Urm.. Yeah. Hey Naminé what the heck is taking you so long…-OH! My bad I thought you weren't rolling.. Oops.. Errm.. Ya. Well u know me, Demyx, and I just wanted to ask: Is your refrigerator running?-"…

His voice had completely blown him away in a good way, because Zexion was expecting a voice of a slobbering brat. Not that he expected that his looks matched that of a brat, it's just that Zexion expected the worst to be prepared for the worst. Being a pessimist meant being prepared. However, Zexion was not pleased with the up coming joke. Zexion secretly liked hearing jokes, but he knew that he had probably heard the one being told by his new blond haired lover. Over the years Zexion grew to know many, many jokes. He began to tune out the words and took sanctuary simply in the boy's heavenly voice when his daydream was interrupted by Naminé's voice saying something and then laugh uncontrollably. Zexion rewound the video to see what she had laughed at. She couldn't have possibly been laughing at such a predictable joke.

"Well I hope so, or else how will you make me my damned pancakes!!!"

There was a major pause. The camera focused entirely on Demyx's face.

"Demyx. You make pancakes on the stove."

"…Huh??"

Demyx stared dead at the camera.

Complete Silence.

"Demyx, please don't tell me you think that pancakes are made in the refrigerator..."

"Well every time my mom makes pancakes the batter is in the refrigerator to make more.So your refrigerator makes pancakes right?"

The camera focused more up onto Demyx's face which still proved to look completely serious.

"… Demyx. That was pancake batter. You cook that on a stove..."

The camera revealed an utterly shocked Demyx. From what Zexion could tell he was honestly surprised.

"Are you serious!!?? I've thought you just put that stuff on a plate and they just became delicious!"

The camera looked at Naminé from her own hands.

"Wait...! You aren't kidding are you!!! Oh my god Demyx. Wow! Hahahha. You can't take it back, I got you on video…hahaahah I can't believe you-.."

Zexion forced himself to shut off the video before he accidentally threw the phone to the floor from laughter.

It wasn't what he said (well not mostly), it was how he said it, and what he did as he said it, that made it look like one of the funniest things Zexion has seen in his life. That meant something big because that list of funny things was not that long to begin with. Zexion wasn't the type to laugh like this at anything, but for once in his life he couldn't control his laughter. He took off the headphones, closing his eyes to straighten himself out before- He looked at the alarm clock.

12:57 PM

Zexion quickly ran over to the window, looking to see if anyone who could possibly match the pictures had been heading in his general direction. His eyes locked onto a taller male coming into from the front door to the building looking around if he was barely able to keep his sense of direction. Upon closer inspection, Zexion saw blond hair and cream-colored skin, making him realize that this was the one he had been waiting for.

The male seemed to look closer at the building number before pausing and jumping back exclaiming "I FOUND IT" and jumping high into to the air before entering the apartment slowly. Just as he had touched the apartment's door, something apparently flew straight into his eye, Zexion assumed it was a gnat, causing stumble backwards in pain. He then found stable footing and began to furiously wipe at his eye with the brim of his shirt, revealing his abdomen and…

Since Zexion's eyes and the boy's body were at the angle that they were Zexion could plainly see that the boy wasn't wearing any-

Zexion rushed to the bathroom, kicked open the door, and snatched five tissues from their captive state inside of the tissue box. The blood had begun to spread, however it was lucky for Zexion that it didn't spurt enough to cause a major problem. The real problem was how to keep this nose of his in check if he were to encounter the guy doing something like that up close on "accident". Demyx DID know he was going to see a gay dude right??? Zexion had not even met the guy in person and he was affecting him so much already.

This was the point where Zexion decided that he wasn't ready for this upcoming rendezvous. But then an interesting thought was said through his teeth.

"How the hell am I going to get out of here without being seen???"

Talking to himself to make sure this current resolve was not wholly insane, Zexion ran back into his room and pushed open the window to outside. He took the sheets off of his bed and tied them together impersonating a Rapunzel style, making a rope out of his bed sheets. He was about to proceed with part two but then a knock at his door stopped him in his tracks.

"Heeellloooo? Is there anyone here?"

Zexion's blood ran cold, but at hearing the wondrous sound of the other's voice he continued the plan with an self-conscious vigor. He threw out the long line of sheets after tying the cloth rope to his bedpost before courageously jumping out of his window, propelling down the wall at a grand speed like a madman. Once he hit the ground it hit him how irrational the plan had been, for now a rope of sheets could be seen at his window, and if anyone had saw his decent, they might have thought of him as running away from a husband that had just arrived home a little too early.

Zexion would have never done such a foolish act before in his life so why was this simple encounter pressuring him so much? He stood staring at the sheets

"Damn.. really…What the hell am I going to do…"

And then he smacked himself in the head and almost punched a hole into the nearest window as he remembered he had forgotten something very important.

"DAMN EVERYTHING TO FUCKING HELL"

He even brought himself to his knees.

"I forgot my phone..."

Demyx had reached the correct apartment, 2c, and building 8190… So when he knocked on the door he wondered why hadn't anyone answered? It was very strange, since he knew Naminé wouldn't lie to him, and Demyx knew that somebody lived here, he could just feel it, and he could have sworn he had heard noises from inside of the room.

He took a deep breath before he thought that it might have been a mistake, and he was actually at the wrong building completely… It wasn't his fault that he had a horrible sense of direction, he was BORN with it.

He dragged his body away from the building, taking out his phone and dialing a very familiar number. When a certain female blond picked it up, he spoke with a disgruntled voice.

"Naaaamine!! He wasn't there!! I mean it was 8190, right? I thought I heard it right after u repeated it like 3 times…"

"Yeah I told you exactly where he lives."

"Well I'm here and I'm knocking and I'm waiting!!?"

"ooo a bit twitchy, aren't we?"

"shu-shut up! I'm just worried he might think that I was a stalker!"

"…"

"NAMINÉ!! Did you tell him that I was stalking him!"

"No no! its just that he mentioned that if you had then he would hurt me I think…"

"Naminé!!! I wanted to meet him but he's not here!!"

"Fine, fine, I'll call him and see what's up. Geez calm down Bye."

Demyx sighed deeply when he realized that the girl had actually hung up on him. Demyx looked at the apartment door, waiting, halfway expecting a body to come running out apologizing to greet his presence.

That body never came.

Demyx began walking downstairs, and was surprised to hear a stunningly dark voice come from the door to the outside of the building. He instantly fell in love with this voice, although it was speaking in a murderous tone about finding something he had forgotten. Demyx paid it no mind and continued his decent down to 2a, the section of the apartment just below the appointed meeting place with Naminé's friend, which Demyx now thought was a lie so Naminé could get him worked up for her entertainment.

It wasn't long before he was tackled back into reality from apparently the person who had been complaining to himself earlier. The boy over him looked positively shocked. Both of them immediately began to blush dark reds, the boy who had dominated him was now stammering over his words to speak to the boy beneath him in what Demyx could only catch as apology as he tried to turn down his level of blush on his cheeks.

"Sorry! I didn't notice where I was going I was simply going faster than the rate I was supposed to be going. I-…"

Zexion's consciousness met his eyes and he realized that the person underneath him was the stunning face and body that wanted to grace his presence at his door step, and to be more specific, see him in person.

This was also the person he was running away from.

His ability to form sentences was captured and locked away.

"Uh? Aa—a-aare you okay???" Zexion said, trying his very damned best not to look into the other boy's eyes

"U-uh yeah I think so! What kind of luck do I have running into peo-..."

Words were no longer used as blue eyes were locked into green ones, captivated by each other's pupils. Demyx began to blush again as he tried to somehow make the boy on top of him to understand the positioning they were in. The topside male didn't move, thinking the blush as a desire to stay in the position. And quite frankly, he liked being on top.

Hell... Anything that Demyx did would make Zexion think he wanted to stay in that position. But then Zexion noticed how he was trying to move from and realized the fatal error he had made. He began to match Demyx's face in the color that now graced his cheeks. He jumped to his feet so swiftly that Demyx was brought up with him.

"Uh.. er.. Sorry about that.. I usually do not subconsciously tackle men."

Zexion had regained his normal composure in the seconds it took him to rise. He was tempted to believe that there was a god looking out for him. The boy of his dreams looked as though he had mistaken him for someone else. Zexion swore that if Naminé had lied and indeed given this boy a picture of him, he would hunt down that woman and torture her in the worst ways possible. Lucky for her, Demyx simply shrugged it off.

Now that Zexion was back to normal he could talk like he should have been talking to the boy in the first place.

"What? Has something gone wrong? May I be of assistance?"

Zexion was prepared to use any excuse to keep talking. The other boy began rubbing his head and once again a blush reached his face as if he was trying to carefully choose his words before he spoke.

"Uh.. Noo I was just uh.. looking for a ga- UM Gal of mine!! Yeah! You know a gal friend of mine."

Zexion raised his eyebrow. He knew what he as really about to say.

"A friend? My friends live in this building as well. If you tell me who you're looking for I can direct you to the floor and room."

No one in their right mind would say anything else to a stranger, if they did then they were asking to either be abducted or raped.

"Umm.. I went to his house and he wasn't there.. Urr since I got nothing else to do, you wanna hang out with me?"

First, Demyx messed and said that he wasn't there. Second, Zexion had to pull himself away from looking directly at the blond, or else he might show what he was thinking on his face, something he would really didn't want to do.

But even though he now thought the boy was a complete retard and probably was on some kind of medicine, he also forced himself to look away because an uncontrollable blush had spread across his face like a virus. He wanted this to happen, but he didn't think it would have happened like this...

"Umm.. Are u okay, I was just asking if ya wanted to."

He mustered the entirety of his being into removing the blush and the foreign expression from his face and in 3 seconds he looked as though nothing was out of the ordinary once again. Family and close friends said that he should be an actor.

"Oh its nothing, I simply had to think about how foolish that just sounded… what if I'm a rapist? What if you're a rapist? What if you wanted to kill me, or what even if I wanted to kill you?? Don't you see anything wrong with this?"

Demyx put a singer finger on his lip and looked at the steps above his head. Zexion momentarily lost himself in thought of attacking that very neck and pushing the body attached to that neck forcefully against the wall, so that he could have his way with him. Demyx ricocheted his neck back to the normal positioning, causing Zexion to jump slightly into the air.

"Man people could hear you!! And really! You think too much! Geez I remember seeing u around school okay? Its not like you're a complete stranger."

"Just because I go to school (COUGHHELLCOUGH) doesn't change the fact I could do those things."

Demyx now placed his hands on his hips hunched over to face Zexion at his own height.

"Why are you saying this stuff? Why don't we just go to the food court already???"

Zexion rolled his eyes.

"You are an outstanding example of a first class optimist."

"What's an optimist"

"Dear lord."

Demyx began walking further out of the stairwell, placing the brut of his body onto the door. He turned slightly looking at Zexion with a single fixed eye.

"U coming?"

Zexion began to rub his covered eye with his hand. It was a habit he attained when he was young and he did it whenever he was anxious of what he should do. The reason behind his anxiousness was the fact that his phone was still inside of his house, and without his phone he couldn't call or receive calls. And if he didn't talk to Naminé right now, then she could call him and then Zexion knew deep down in his soul that if she talked to Demyx then that would mean that she would ask about their meeting and then she might reveal too much and then that would cause a hailstorm of problems for him in the future.

And so, Zexion put plan A into motion.

"Only if I can use your phone first."

Zexion held out his hand already expecting the blond to have and be willing to give the item over as demanded. And not to his surprise, he did.

"Now… before we continue this, I need to know your name, right, and you need to know mine, correct?"

Demyx face reddened when he also realized he never introduced himself and he didn't even know the name of the person he was trying dragged away from whatever he was about to do. He stood straight without assistance from the door and addressed himself with a smile.

"My name is Demyx, okay? Dem- Mix, got it?"

Zexion stared at him blankly.

"Foolish child. I only needed to hear it once. My name is Ienzo. Now if you excuse me, I have to have a private conversation with the friend of which I was going to see."

Demyx was pushed outside of the door by force and then Zexion entered the said door and walked downstairs into the basement. He began to dial a selected number, already thinking of what to say.

"hey Demyx! I tried calling him but he didn't pick up, I guess he's either busy or-"

"Naminé. Silence."

There was then a dead eerie silence that was brought forth by Naminé when she realized who she was talking to. And she knew when Zexion used thatvoice; he was in the middle of one of his intricate and delicate schemes.

"Zexion?"

"My name is Ienzo from now on around Demyx. Listen up, because I am not repeating myself. I have a favor to ask of you…"

XOX

Demyx got up from outside the door at the sight of Zexion's return. He instantly wished for his phone before he pointed to an area Zexion would actually have to look for before he got why he was pointing.

And when Zexion saw the target after handing Demyx his phone back his face broke into a sweat.

"You can't tell me you don't see that long line of sheets… it looks as though someone was trying to escape someone, like if a husband was returning home early from work or something, don't ya think Ienzo??"

The way that Demyx said his gamer name made Zexion wish he had told him his real name. But that did not stop his sweating. If Demyx was intelligent enough, he could piece together that the sheets were flung out a window, and a specific window at that. Then if he logically piece together which apartment it came out of if he lined the window up with the room.

Luckily for Zexion, Demyx was a retard.

"I guess whoever did it had a good reason, right?"

"Yes, I suppose so. Shall we go, I kept you waiting long enough, and you must be hungry?"

Demyx responded by acting as though he had kept him Zexion waiting instead of the other way around when he bowed for an apology. Demyx then began to walk in the direction of the food court, with a renewed smile on his face. Zexion couldn't help but slightly keeping back a smile of victory, after all, his plan was going perfectly.

"My humps, my humps my humps my humps.-"

Zexion stopped mid-walk when he realized that that was the dude's ring tone. Demyx realized it began to ring and with a lightning quick reach for his pocket answered it before the song could get any worse than it already had. He spoke with a anxious voice to Zexion before talking to the person who had called him saying that his friend Naminé had made him put on the ring tone for her birthday.

Zexion's heart warmed slightly more when he realized that he shared this unique pain given to them by Naminé.

But it also made him wonder who else had to change their ring tones for her…

"Urm hey Naminé-" Demyx spoke in a yelled whisper waiting for Naminé to hear what he was saying, and for her to be the only one to hear it. Zexion got the hint because even though the blond was entertaining, he couldn't keep showing the usual signs of wanting phone to phone privacy. He walked further along the path to give Demyx the privacy he should have simply asked for. "-thanks a lot Ienzy!; Naminé do you know what you just did?"

"You were getting it on with someone, and I called??" The girl had obviously didn't know exactly but she had a general image.

Demyx would have spit out his drink if he was drinking it, but since he didn't have one, he simply sputtered, causing Zexion to turn quickly back with worry. He waved him off and assured him it was okay, and Zexion cautiously turned back and walked further up the path to the food court. It wouldn't be long before they got there.

Demyx got back into his conversation with his best female friend. "No Naminé, your stupid ring tone went off!"

Demyx could sense her face getting into that defensive 'hold-up!' look, because he knew she would have something to say against him. He wasn't surprised when she defended herself.

"Hey! I couldn't make you use that ringer if you didn't have it on your phone. I would have never made u buy it, but still you claimed to like the song before I even made you put that as your ringer for when I call."

Damn. Naminé usually didn't talk or defend herself like this often, but when she did was determined to win her case. It's actually kind of funny because if she was like that way all of the time, Demyx would force her into becoming a lawyer and argue to her heart's content.

"and why does the ring even matter who are you with?? Or are u by yourself? I don't think you would hate such a feminine ring tone if you were with one of your female friends, so I'm guessing you're with some guy?"

Naminé and her logic.

She was just a star today.

"No-I mean – Yes! I met this guy on the way down from that dude's house that I was supposed to meet, and I saw him in school before so I just asked if he wanted to hang out or not and he said yeah, so we are hanging out now and we are going to the food court. He seems really, really cool, but I haven't even really talked to the guy and all he thinks about so far things are things from the worst views possible, which I think is to cover himself up and not be hurt from something unexpected. Actually I don't really like that at all…"

"Wow… Demy you make it sound as though you're getting married or something... anyway, I think you think that he's a pessimist. But I was just calling to tell you that I called the guy you were supposed to meet, and he says that he was sorry that he couldn't meet you but he will call me back when he can see you."

Zexion turned around to Demyx looking at his back locking his eyes with his own. Demyx froze on the spot holding his pone a few inches away from his face. It was moments before Zexion turn back around and began looking up at the sky while they walked further to the food court not to look back behind him anymore.

"ooo. Ienzo gave me a weird look.. Humph.. Well okay I guess I'll see that guy later in life. Oh speaking of which, you never told me this guy's name???"

"Actually I forgot to tell you, I was going to though, several times, his name is Noixez"

"Oo that's a cool and weird sounding name to be given at birth… hmm… his name sounds almost exactly like someone saying noises… Oh well! Anyway, I'll talk to you later Naminé! Ienzy's waiting!"

"oooo… I don't want to be in the middle of that-" Demyx fumed "what the heck is that supposed to mean!!" Naminé laughed on her end of the line."- okay, I'll talk to you later, see you too."

Demyx was hung up on. He knew better than to call her back because she would simply not pick up the phone right now.. so he simple put the phone back in his pocked and ran to catch up with his new friend. It wasn't often he pulled people like this, for some odd reason he liked hanging out with people that looked Gothic and/or emo.. It was just something he liked to do.

Zexion smiled when he saw that his companion had gotten off of the phone. A checkmark in Zexion's went straight across his mind.

Faze one. Complete.

End authors note: I stayed up till 3:00 just to post this chapter for you all because the movers are taking my computer tomorrow. I want to keep saying thank you for reviewing and hopefully you all haven't stopped reviews just because I'm continuing the story… so I just ask that you review now, there's none of that 5 reviews equals new chapter, so I'm putting my trust in that you review in this time that I can't get online, and when I do get online the reviews left will motivate me to make another chapter.

P.S. we bought a laptop!! I can type anywhere we go!!! AHAHAHAHAHAH…

Sorry having a laptop makes me smile.