Author's Note:

So I decided to add this in because I feel the need to thank all of those who added this to their favorites and reviewed. I loved really enjoyed reading and seeing them all! I love you guys so much for reading this. If you didn't know this the first time we are really publishing our work, we being me and the co-writer of this. So hope you enjoy Chapter 2~!

-Reaper

Demyx laid his head on Axel's shoulder. "So, whatchya gonna do now, Buddy-boy?" he asked curiously. "You finally got rid of the bitch. Whatchya gonna change next?" He looked up at his redheaded friend, blue eyes sparkling with questions. "You have another chick in mind to date? Or you stayin' single for a while? Eh? Eh~?" He nudged Axel's unhurt side suggestively with a wink. "You bein' the ladies' man again? E~h?" He began laughing at his own stupidity. "Oh, God, I need to start sleeping at night. And taking my meds on time..," he mumbled, finger on his chin as he looked up at the sky thoughtfully. He shook his head. "Anyways. You gonna head home? You look like you could use the rest." He patted Axel's head with a grin. "Go sleep up for your big annoying day tomorrow. Oh, and make sure to re-check your locker in case you forgot somethin'."

Axel laid there listening to Demyx speak but the words just weren't clicking to him, like he was speaking a foreign language. Maybe Axel just didn't want to hear the words. He didn't want to know he was single again. He hated being single. Being single was how he ended up with Larxene in the first place. He hadn't dated anyone in three months and he missed sex, so he found the first girl with a nice rack he could find. Maybe it would be easier now though because Larxene pretty much ruined sex for him. Being single might not be that bad... His mind snapped back into the conversation when Demyx patted his head. "Hu—yeah, that is probably for the best. And knowing me I did leave something there," he said moving Demyx off him before sitting back up slowly then getting up grabbing his stuff that Larxene had left by the bleachers. "See you tomorrow, Dem," Axel said looking back at Demyx as Dem started back for the track. He, himself, started for the parking lot so he could drive home and crash.

Demyx waved back at him after hugging him and walking back to the track to run. "See ya, Axe!" he shouted happily as he got back on the track and closed his eyes as he ran, loving the breeze. He felt like he could fly. Until he ran smack into someone. He stumbled and looked down at them. "Oh! I'm sorry, Rox! Didn't see you there..." He looked Roxas up and down and licked his lips slightly. He was shirtless. And wearing pants that just hung off of his hips. And he was covered in sweat. And Demyx loved it. A sly smirk slid onto his lips as he eyed Roxas. "See ya, Roxy~" he purred and continued on his way, getting in the showers after practice.

Roxas had been running with his music playing, so he didn't even hear Demyx up come and run smack into him, knocking him down from where Demyx was bigger than him. His over-the-headphones now down around his neck. He had been running track for a month now. He was a new student that moved here about two months ago, and, yet, he only had two friends: Demyx and Zexion. Demyx was his track friend; Zexion was his artist friend. Running and drawing were his only two real passions. Doing both gave him balance, if there was even anything good enough to balance out his life. "It's okay Demyx. Just been more careful next time," Roxas said softly as he got up looking at the watch. Practice was almost over; he needed to go take a shower and change real quick before his mom got here to pick him up. Not really caring who was in the shower, he stripped all his clothing off, turned on one of the showers and quickly started to wash away the sweat.

Demyx bent backwards a little and looked at who was joining him in the showers. Usually it was just Axel, but he was already gone... His eyes lit up as he saw Roxas. This was his chance. He stepped out of his own shower and sauntered his way over, slipping into Roxas' stall. "Hey, Rox," he said hotly in his ear as he wrapped his arms around Roxas' torso and pulled him against his body. He licked the shell of Roxas' ear teasingly. "How's your shower goin'?" he purred out, nibbling on his neck a little.

Roxas sighed softly letting the hot water run over his body. It felt- "Ah!" he screamed feeling someone wrap his arms around him and call his name. His first reaction was go into defensive mode, elbowing Demyx in the ribs as hard as he could before slipping his foot back and tripping him easily since the floor was wet. Then, moving as far away as possible-which in this case was the shower corner—he looked down at his "attacker." "Oh... Sorry, Demyx... I didn't know it was you," he apologized, immediately moving to help him back up. "Are you hurt? Man, I'm really sorry... I guess old habits die hard..," he said mumbling the last part, because Roxas moved here, not because his dad was in the military or his parents got a new job around here… No. Roxas moved there because his father sexually abused him, and one day Roxas finally snapped and stabbed him with a knife when his father went to abuse him. Roxas tried to continue life like it never happened, but the news reported everything. It seemed like the people around him knew more about him than he did.., so his mother decided it was best if they just started off somewhere new, which just happened to be here. Roxas agreed as long as his mother allowed him to learn to fight so he was never sexually abused again.

"Ah... Damn, Rox..," mumbled Demyx as he rubbed his ass painfully, wincing slightly. "What was that about?" he asked with slightly wide eyes as he was helped back up. He then rubbed his balls. Damn. They hit the ground, too. He winced and made a weird face as he massaged them, trying to ease the pain. Instead, he ended up giving himself a mild boner. He looked down at himself and sighed, shoulders slumping. "Damn it," he grumbled and ran his fingers through his already tousseled and soaked hair. He then looked back up at Roxas and blinked. "Oh, I kinda forgot you were there..," he said sheepishly with a grin. "Oh... Hey, Rox? You're gay, right?" he asked bluntly, looking at him expectantly. His head tilted to the side a bit in question.

Roxas bit his lip a little before shaking his head. "It's nothing, you just scared me is all," he lied watching Demyx rub his sore spots... One was especially...interesting. Roxas blushed slightly when Demyx looked back up at him. "...Umm, yeah, I guess you could say I was gay..," he said softly not really knowing how to answer that question. He didn't like girls that for sure, but he was sure he couldn't have anything with a guy sexually because of his past..., but for Demyx's question, he could be gay for now.

Demyx's eyes brightened a little. "Have you had sex with a guy before?" he asked, once again bluntly. "Or given a blow job or anything? Speaking of, I could really go for one right now..," he mumbled looking down at himself once again. He was harder now, he noticed. When did that happen? He played with his perfectly-trimmed happy trail as he waited for Roxas to answer. "Or are you one of those guys that haven't really done anything with a guy, but maybe want to one day? Oh, and that knows he's not into girls. That's a big thing there..," he said happily, eyes bright. Demyx then thought of something. "Wait... Are you a virgin?" he asked, eyes slightly widened. "You are, aren't you?"

Roxas frowned a little at all the sudden question about his sex life and sexuality. It made him extremely uncomfortable and scared at the same time which wasn't a good situation with Roxas. "Demyx, I really-" he tried to get a word in, but Demyx seemed content with carrying the conversation by himself even though he kept asking Roxas questions. "Demyx! Just shut up!" he said finally, growing angry. "No, I'm not a virgin. No, I'm not at all into girls. Yes, I've sex with a guy before, but you know what it made me ever want to have sex again so can you please just leave me the fuck alone!" he said before running out the showers unable to take it. He went here to escape his past not be reminded of it constantly. He throw on some clothes from his gym bag on, not even caring that he was still wet before running out to the parking lot just deciding to wait out there for his mom to come and get him.

Demyx stood there dumbfounded for a minute before turning off the water quickly and stuttering. "H-Hey! Rox, wait!" He just pulled on some boxers and ran out after him. He found him sitting on the grass outside hugging his bag. He cautiously walked up to him and sat beside him. He pulled him into a hug, body and hair still wet. "I'm sorry, Rox... I know I don't know when to stop sometimes. I'm sorry if I brought some bad shit up... You don't have to tell me about any of it now... Hopefully later you will, though... I want you to trust me enough to do that much... I'm sorry about whatever happened to you in the past... I know I can't do anything to help, but I'll feel worse if I don't even apologize for bringing it up..." He pulled back from the hug. "Forgive me, please?" he asked, eyes pleading as he looked into Roxas' blue ones. "Or at least get on good enough terms with me so I can ask you out without a: looking like a complete fool or b: feeling like a complete asshole..."

Roxas jumped a little when Demyx sat down beside him but he let him hug him actually feeling a little better after Demyx apologized. "Yeah, Demyx I forgive you. But I don't know if I can go out with you. I don't think you deserve to be dating the fucked up new kid," Roxas said knowing Demyx was cool. Well, he wasn't as cool as Axel, but he was pretty high up there.

Demyx smiled a little. "Well, I don't think the new kid should dub himself fucked up. I, personally think the new kid's pretty damn amazing. If he wasn't completely date-worthy, I wouldn't have ran out after him soaked head to toe, almost forgetting to put boxers on. I'd really like to date the new kid." He nuzzled Roxas' shoulder with a little giggle. "And if the new kid agrees, I hope he doesn't get mad when I tease him. Because when I'm horny, I tend to try and force a little. I hope he can control me and keep me from insulting him."

Roxas thought for a moment. Demyx was really popular and he wasn't. Couldn't Demyx get made fun of from dating someone like him? He pushed it away seeing his mom pull into parking lot. "Demyx…that's my mom, I gotta go, but about the dating thing... I have to think about it some more, but I want to date you too so it's I guess a good definitely maybe," he said with a light chuckle, kissing Demyx on the cheek before standing up running to where his mom was pulling up getting in before his mom started driving away. His eyes stayed on Demyx even as he grew smaller and smaller…

The grin didn't leave Demyx's face as he watched Roxas leave and drive away. He jumped up and started dancing goofily in victory. A few minutes later, he realized he was standing on the side of the road in his boxers dancing...and decided he needed to get some clothes on before someone raped him. He skipped back to the field house and got some more clothes on before bouncing out to his car and getting in, driving home in his blue convertible. The grin still didn't leave his face-even when he got home to his apartment. He was eighteen and moved out of his dad's house as soon as he could. He couldn't take that man anymore... He shook his head of bad thoughts and strode inside chanting a song of, "Roxas wants to date me~ And he's really sexy~ And I'm really hungry~ I am such a fatty~," He even sang as he petted his black cat's head, his gold eyes peering up at his owner. The cat then went rigid for a moment when Demyx picked him up and swung him around happily. Then Demyx hugged him and he began to purr. "Oh, Chester, I might get a boyfriend finally!" he said happily, beginning to dance with him. "And he's really cute, too! Oh, and I don't think he's allergic to cats like the last one! How exciting!" He then plopped down on the couch with Chester and sighed happily. "I'm so happy, Chester. Maybe you'll get to meet him sometime." He scratched the cat's ears before it scampered off after something. Demyx got up and skipped to his stereo, plugging his iPod in and turning it on. He then went to get some food in the kitchen. "Open your eyes 'cause another day's dawnin'; children of the moon, can ya hear 'em all callin?; stars open up and an angel starts fallin'; listen to the beasts, can ya hear 'em all hollerin'? Stop in the mornin'; groove to the evenin'; dance like you're the only one around; move like ya want it; ;groove like ya need it; dancin' it up 'til the Sun goes down~" he sang at the top of his lungs as he made himself some nachos. In the middle of eating, though, he crashed on the couch with a smile still on his lips.

"Demyx asked you out?" Zexion shouted in surprise into the phone. "Are you serious? You didn't turn him down, did you? Please tell me you didn't turn him down. You two look so cute together. And he's really, really hot. He's hot and a nice guy. And he's gay! You can't get those anywhere, ya know." "Zexion, are you packing?" called a woman in the background. Zexion sighed in a depressed way and replied, "Yeah, Mom. I'm packing..," he said sadly. He bent over and picked up a pile of books, putting them into a box. He then sat back to his bed with the phone held between his shoulder and his ear. "I'm gonna miss you, Rox..," he said sadly. "I really don't want to go..."

Roxas frowned slightly at Zexion's outburst. "No, I didn't turn him down, I told him I still had to think about it and that it was probably yes, but Zexion I'm scared to date him what if he is one of those guys that likes to run all the bases then quit after the home-run. I think I have had enough tragedy for one year," He explained softly before hearing Zexion's mom. "Yeah, I know it sucks that the year I come here you leave... Ha maybe my mom will let you live here or…or maybe Axel will do a 360 turnover and become gay after reading your note then you can go live in his apartment," Roxas said picking on him a little for messing around with the Demyx situation, which Roxas thought was a very serious matter. He didn't want to date Demyx then have him just dump him later because Roxas didn't feel like fucking him... HE, Roxas, did not want that kind of relationship even if he was cool or hot or sexy or really nice... And funny... And adorable... And goofy in a cute way not a dumb way... Fuck now he was thinking about him.

Axel frowned reading the note once again. He must have read it twenty million times it seemed. He had forgot to go check his locker like Demyx told him so he ended up coming back to the school running in to get his stuff before returning to his car driving back home hopefully not forgetting anything… again. He finally got home, and decided to read that note he got out his locker and now, he was freaking out. He knew it was the hooded guy from earlier and the one that was under the bleachers. Fuck, He knew he had stalkers but this one was obsessed and he was scared. He called Demyx. Demyx would know what to do, yeah.

Zexion pouted and blushed. "Shut up, Rox. And I'm sure he's not like that. Demyx seems too nice... But, Roxas, if you two go out and he does that to you, you can always call me... I doubt my mom would allow me to live anywhere... God, why did she have to find a boyfriend so far away? I mean, really? Two states over..? Maybe I can run away... She wouldn't call the cops. She doesn't care enough... Ugh! Roxas, I feel like such a fucking stalker! I can't get him out of my head! It's not fair..." He collapsed backwards on his bed. "What if he thinks I'm just one of those creeps? Oh my God... What if he figures out the note is from me? They saw me! He and Larxene and Demyx! They all saw me! With my hood on, but still! I can't go to your practices after school anymore... At least not like that... No, I can't come at all. They'll figure it out. Demyx is smart. He's always had the highest average right after me in all the classes. He'll figure it out. God, I'm such an idiot for letting them see me... I can't even wear that jacket to school anymore... Oh, God! Axel knows my locker's right down from his! I'm fucked! Roxas, I'm fucked..." he buried his face in his pillows and began to whine as tears came to his eyes. "I'm so fucked..."

Demyx jumped awake as his phone rang. He groaned as he answered it. "Hello? Axe?" he asked in a sleepy voice. He looked over at the clock. "Axel, you know it's... Axel, it's eleven-thirty at night... Why the hell did you call me?" He grunted as he hit his head against the arm of the couch. He looked up to see Chester curled up on his stomach looking at him. He smiled and petted him. "Hey, Chester~"

Roxas frowned a little thinking about Demyx again. He just seemed too perfect. There had to be something wrong with him. "Oh Yes. Zexion you should run away! My mom would totally let you live here, she loves you," He said happily rolling over on his stomach from where he was laying on his back on his bed. "Okay, Zexion so what if he knows it is you, maybe that is for the better. Maybe once he actually meets you and sees how you really are, He'll like you. He is never going to like just a black hooded figure. He is too open for that. He is the most popular kid in school you have to show him that you are going to be able to handle the limelight you know?" Roxas said trying to calm him down a little even though he was right. "And if you are so fucked by Axel I think that is a good thing not a bad thing," Roxas giggled a little able to stop himself from making that comment.

Axel frowned looking at the clock. Damn it was eleven, so much for sleep. "Okay but Demyx that doesn't matter. I have a big problem, you know that kid that we saw running away from the bleachers and the guy you thought you saw under the bleachers. Well I saw him earlier too because he flipped Larxene off and then she got pissed and then I had to track him down then he was talking about how me and Larxene were in the showers. Then, then I went back to get stuff out my locker and I found a note from THAT SAME GUY telling me how much he loved me and how that he loves everything about me and It is like crazy psycho shit Dem. like this dude goes into detail about my eyes and lips and shit. SHIT I didn't even know about myself is in this note Demyx and I'm really scared. I think I'm running a fever too because I puked earlier and I think I need too again because I tried to eat an hour ago didn't really sit well and I can't stop pacing like I'm fucking pacing right now and I can't sit still and I DON'T KNOW MAN! This is like the shit you see in movies before someone dies! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING DIE DEMYX," Axel said way to fast because it seemed like his mind was running ten times fast than that.

Zexion laughed a little. "I'm considering it... Maybe I should... But I don't know." He sighed. "But is it really better if he finds out he likes me, then I leave..? That would be cruel. I'm not like that, Rox... You know that..." He frowned and flipped over onto his back. "And I'm not coming to your practices anymore... I can't. I'll come the last day of school to say goodbye... But other than that, I won't. Mom's making us leave right after school, so you won't see me after that. I don't think I have guts enough to run away from home... Maybe I'm not right for Axel, anyway... Axel has, like, guts of steel. Not as much as Demyx, but still... He has guts. I have no backbone at all... Hell, I can't even pursue what I want to do in life... He has an invitation to play in the Olympic Games!" He groaned again and rolled over on his side to look at his now almost empty room. It just depressed him more.

"Axel, CALM THE FUCK DOWN," he said firmly. "Everything is going to be FINE. I'm SURE it's a lot less serious than what you think. Your mind probably just exaggerated everything. Ya know, Axe, when you love someone, you DO notice all the little things about them that no one, not even them-self, notices. He probably just wanted to let you know, but was too shy to tell you straight to your face. You're not going to die, alright? If someone attacks you or something, all you hafta do is call me. You can protect yourself off while I'm on my way. You're strong enough. Plus, that kid we saw at the meet didn't look too beefy. He probably couldn't take much of a beating. Now calm the fuck down and get ahold of yourself so I can sleep. And go lay down. Get some sleep. You'll feel better in the morning. And be prepared for a check-up on your wounds in the hall tomorrow."

Roxas frowned. "Zexion you can't stop coming to my practices. It is one of the few times I get to see you other than art class. Please if you aren't going for Axel, go for me. You are my best friend, and I want you to support me running." Roxas said determined to keep Zexion in his life as much as possible. "And maybe Axel is the perfect guy before you because he has a future. Think of how much money the Olympic Games runners get. That would get you guys enough money to support your art career which is something you really love to do. Face it Zexion if you move away, you know you are going to have to give up your art career because our school as one of the best art programs in the state." Roxas said really trying to keep Zexion from giving up.

Axel breathed deeply sitting down on his couch. "Maybe you are right... Oh and I kind of took some pain killers to get rid of the pain in my side... I think it took like six because I wasn't sure if five or four would work..."Axel said with a frown looking out his window. "Shit it is dark outside. I wonder if that means it is cold outside too. I'm burning up... "He mumbled to himself before turning back to the conversation with Demyx. "Demyx I'll see you tomorrow maybe... I think I am going to take a walk," he said before hanging up and tossing his phone aside before getting up and going to change into workout clothes. He was sick and he knew it but he wanted to run. He wanted to feel cold because he was burning up in his apartment even though he turned the thermostat down to 60 to right and cool himself down.

Zexion felt himself beginning to tear up. "I can't, Roxas... I'm too shy... I can't let him find out it's me... I can't. If... if you want, I can figure out some way to go... then you can walk home with me... You only live a neighborhood away. We can walk to your house, and then I'll walk to mine. Oh, well, I guess if you're gonna go out with Demyx, he'll drive you home... Never-mind..." He sighed sadly. "I don't know what to do, Roxas... I feel so helpless..." He curled up on his bed. "Why does everything have to be so complicated..?" He looked at the calendar, the last thing hanging on his wall. "Two days, Roxas... In two days school will be out. In two days I'm gone... And you're the only one that'll remember me..."

Demyx nodded. "Okay, Axe. You do that. Don't get sick, though. And cut down on the pills. You'll kill yourself. And you know my place is always open for you to stay at. The door is unlocked if you wanna come over..," he yawned. "Night, Buddy." He then hung up and dropped his head back onto the couch, snuggling up with Chester happily and falling asleep.