Authors Note: Next chapter~
The next one will be longer, I swear.
I hope you like the story c:

Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, that spell check could not find D:

Zexion could feel his own chest going up and down as he breathed. He opened his eyes slowly, he was laying down and he could just feel the heat from the morning sun hitting him. He blinked multiple times as he let his eyes adjust. He slowly sat up and got a head rush. He held his painfully throbbing head in his hands as he thought about last night.

"Oh damn... I failed..." He said talking to himself allowed "I really thought it would work..." He looked ahead of him at the ocean in front of him. He looked at his arm real quick and noticed seaweed wrapped around him, but it seemed to be in more of a professional wrap than just random tying. He looked at the wrapping around his arm, it was around where he had the open gash and it went all the way up to wrist, where some older faded scars were. He sighed as he looked down. He noticed that there was a note written to him in the sand. He looked to his right and read:

Hey, I saw what you did last night. I was scared shitless. I was the one who saved you from your suicide. I gave you CPR and tied up your arm in magic seaweed. It should help heal you for about a day before the properties of it stop working as much. You might want to go and get the gash fixed. I hung out all night next to you to make sure you would keep breathing and you wouldn't get carried away by the water. I hope you're okay.

"That was a really big message for such a small spot in the sand..." Zexion sighed as he tried to stand up carefully. "Well thanks whoever you are... but you shouldn't have tried to save me; I'm a nothing" He turned his back to the ocean and started walking barefoot up the sand and towards his home.

His small house wasn't too far. He lived a couple blocks away from this scenery that he tried to lose his life in and he really didn't care about how bad he looked right now. He only felt the regret at the fact that he wasn't dead.

Off in the distance a man, well, half man, sat on a rock that was hidden behind a few more. He sat patiently as he watched the other person read his note, stand, and walk away. The only thing he heard was "I'm a nothing" before he blinked and started making his way slowly into the water. Demyx was his name, and he slowly started swimming down into the water, he was half man and half fish; People like to call them "Mermaids". No, the world of a mermaids weren't like in the fairytales, but they weren't exactly like how a Pirate story would go either.

Mermaids, or as Demyx would prefer, Mermen, are just what they are. They are magical beings that live in the water. They were smart enough to create a civilization all on their own, and just like the land above, there were good merpeople and there were bad merpeople. Demyx was obviously part of the good. The only rule of the merfolk civilization was:

"Do not go onto the human world and show off what you are. For not every human can be trusted"

Demyx knew for a fact that there were humans that would do horrible things to mermaids, he knew from experience. But he just couldn't stay away from learning about humans, what made them mad, what made them happy, what made them tick is all he wondered.

He would watch them on the beach from time to time. Couples with their kids playing in the sand, Teenagers having a party, people walking holding hands, occasional bonfires. He was just fascinated with them. He wasn't a scientist, honestly, he wasn't much for book learning or school teachings. He was just a curious person. Ever since he was a child, he just loved exploring and being more street conscious, or underwater road conscious in his case.

Demyx swam until he got to his grotto. He lived in a nice cave that was hollowed out and arranged. He had plenty of room, and he had plenty of things to make his home feel cozy. He shared this place with his best friend Leon. He swam through the door and greeted his roommate with a hello and he sat down on this comfy chair even though it was made from a rock.

"Where have you been all night?" Leon asked as he watched TV. Even though they were underwater, Leon was a whiz when it came to technology, even if it was humans. Underwater was a lot more advanced than people would give them credit for. Plus a touch of magic always helps~

"I saved a human from their death last night. Stayed with him to make sure he was alright..." Demyx scratched his arm.

"He didn't see you, did he? You didn't expose us, right?" Leon asked a bit concerned at his friend.

"No captain worry wart; he was unconscious, I just helped him back to shore" Demyx looked at him.

"You know it's against the rules to go above to humans, right?"

"Well duh, I do. But do I care?" Demyx shrugged "No. Besides, since when did you care about the rules either?"

Leon shrugged and magically made a seaweed sandwich appear in his blue scaled lap. "But to save a human... your heart is as big as your mullet" He joked

Demyx put his arms behind his head and just started relaxing. He had a yellow tail that had a black zig-zag stripe going around the middle of it. He had a lighter yellow fin in comparison to his tail, but it all matched with his slightly tanned skin tone and blond hair color. "Yeah well, a life is a life, doesn't matter whose it is" He closed his eyes and started breathing calmly as he drifted to sleep thinking about the human he came in contact with. The way that his platinum hair looked in the moonlight, how long the side fringe was, how it stayed in place and how soft it was when he touched it. He saw everything but his eyes, Demyx desperately wanted to wanted to see his eyes.

Zexion came home, he picked up the key hidden in the secret rock in front of the house. He opened the front door and prayed that his father wasn't home. The last thing he needed was to be yelled at for not being home all night. He opened the door and quietly walked in closing it behind him. He figured it was best to not say anything and just walk up the stairs to his room, so he did just that.

He walked in and looked around at everything in his room. He bid a goodbye to everything in his room the night before, the laptop at his desk, the bed with messed up sheets, the tv sitting on it's stand on the opposite side of his room facing his bed, the posters on the wall of his favorite bands and even the stereo he had with the stack of CD collections next to it.

He sat on his messy bed and stared at his hands laying on his laps. He hunched over some and sighed. He scratched the back of his head and looked at the stuffed animal resting on his pillow. A cute raggedy rabbit sat there with a cute polka dot bowtie at it's neck. with a polka dot patch on it's stomach and leg; thats how it was designed, but years of dirt made the white rabbit's color fade. He loved the rabbit more than anything else he could've owned, it was given to him by someone very special and he never lets anyone else hold it without his own consent. He would lose his everything if he ever lost that rabbit.

"Hey Whiskys..." Zexion greeted it with it's name a tiny smile as he held the stuffed animal in his hand. "I came back home, I failed at my plan, I'm sorry if I made you worry..." He sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve. He hugged the stuffed toy closely to his chest and lied back on his bed. He closed his eyes and just started breathing in and out, thinking about absolutely nothing and fell into calm sleep.