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So here. Thanks to these people:

ShadowAili, AnimeAlexis, Jequila, Erika of the Light, ChaosHarbor, and especially Dualism!

Chapter two, Set-Up, is dedicated to ShadowAili because she's one of my sweethearts and I promised her a birthday fic and have been delayed. I'm just bad with inspiration, my muses aren't cooperating with the music.

So another happy belated, Aili-kins!

Kiss and Tell

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Set-Up

School was awkward. Demyx didn't think he'd ever have such a bad time attempting to learn, but somehow he managed to ignore his chemistry teacher completely as he stared at the note on his desk.

Zexion didn't write notes...

Sometimes, the girls would write little notes to him, saying hello or asking if he could help with homework or if he wanted to hang out. He always replied in person, softly, and the person often didn't talk to him again.

But...

Signed, Zexion.

No... that was completely improbable!

Zexion worked intently at his lab station. Though the smaller one had attempted to pull hair out of his face, a few locks fell in front of his large, orange lab goggles. He held a test tube delicately, leaning in as he eyed the chemical in a beaker and watched closely for the amount he fused. Very precise.

Demyx was a bit surprised.

Someone was that interested in this class?

"Demyx, pay attention to your station!" Professor Vexen shouted at him. "Correct your goggles, set down that childish note, and get to work!"

Demyx dropped the note.

In front of him, glass shattered, and Zexion stood there, looking at a mess in front of him. Zexion had dropped his test tube on the table. As he moved to step away from it, he cut his finger. Mumbling unhappily, the blond professor marched over to the station, pulling Zexion back from the mess. Once he had moved him to a cleaner work station, he pulled his arm across to the sink in the center and started to run cold water onto the boy's hand.

Zexion shivered and winced.

"Don't move your hand until I tell you," Professor Vexen barked.

Everyone kept still, even though the professor was talking to Zexion alone. He began to clean the mess, throwing away the glass, wiping the surface with rubbing alcohol and water, opening windows for air. The students watched him, and he soon yanked Zexion over, examined the wound, then dried the boy's hand off and placed a bandage over the wound.

"You're fine. Work with Demyx, God knows he needs a lab partner."

Zexion shifted shyly towards Demyx's table, and Demyx turned bright red.

Someone giggled.

"Shut up and get back to work!"

Everyone jumped and most students returned to their procedures. Demyx couldn't help but watch Zexion for the rest of class, and Zexion was too shy to continue working. Both of them failed the lab.

u.u

"I don't get it!" Demyx whined at lunch. "Usually, Zexion's not so..."

Axel had to laugh at him. The redhead often had a game for them to play at lunch--from cards with Luxord to russian roulette with Larxene to "Let's see who can cut off some of Xaldin's hair"--but on the few days they didn't, they talked.

Today was one of those talking days, and Demyx really needed it.

And Axel often laughed at him.

"Zexion's just a weird person. He always has been. See, he eats lunch alone, and he studies, and hangs out in the library, and has no friends."

"He does have a friend..." Demyx muttered. "His parents think he has a boyfriend, too."

"Let me guess--you're both?" Axel asked.

Demyx stared down. "Y-yeah... for the most part." He looked up and narrowed his eyes. "W-well... I did kiss him, so it's like I owe it to him... at least to be a friend. I'm kinda worried about the dating thing."

"What's there to be worried about?" their violent cheerleader friend, Larxene, spoke. "If you like him, date him. And you did kiss him, so he knows you like him."

"B-but I don't like going so fast..." Demyx whined.

She smacked him in the head. "Stop being such a wuss!"

Axel snickered but nodded and stole Demyx's brownie. "She's right, y'know. If you want him, get him. Before someone else does, or he finds out about the dare--"

"But that's the thing, Axel... I was going to tell him!"

"That goes against our agreement, Demyx," Axel stated calmly. "You can't tell him. Especially not now."

"B-but--"

"Demyx...?"

The three turned around to see Zexion standing a few feet from the table. They stared for a few seconds, wondering if the boy had heard something, but he soon glanced down and shyly asked, "May I sit with you today?"

Demyx nodded dumbly, and soon Zexion was sitting in a chair next to him. Axel and Larxene stared at him oddly, then looked at Demyx.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the table.

Then...

"So I hear you two are an item now."

Leave it to Larxene to know how to make things much worse. Demyx and Zexion turned bright red, and the smaller of the two stared at the table while his blond 'boyfriend' looked up and tried to explain things.

"Well, uh... um... it's a secret?"

Zexion glanced up at him through the corner of his eye and a slight nod provided approval.

Demyx smiled shyly to his friends, then mouthed to Axel, 'I don't know what to do.' They ended up pulling out a deck and playing cards for the rest of lunch.

o.o

Demyx didn't understand.

So Zexion and he were... going steady? Even though he and Zexion hadn't done anything the least bit romantic, besides that kiss, and the staged flirting in front of Zexion's parents.

And yet, for the past three days, Zexion joined him for lunch and became highly skilled in the game of poker, then they walked home together. Last night, they studied together for a chemistry quiz.

This morning, Zexion arrived to walk him to school. Demyx was running late and half-asleep, and his mother walked in and woke him completely by asking why she hadn't been informed that he had a boyfriend.

"More importantly, why didn't you tell me you were gay? I need time to prepare your father for such news!"

Zexion stared at her in confusion, and Demyx paled. The junior probably felt offended--Demyx makes the first move, and then doesn't tell his parents about their relationship? Demyx figured he would've felt offended by that...

Grabbing his toast, he shrugged and bounced to the door. "Uh, well, now you know, mom! Gonna run now, can't keep him waiting!" He waved to his mother and grabbed Zexion's arm, tugging him from the kitchen.

"Demyx..."

Demyx ignored him until he slung his backpack over one shoulder, yanked the smaller one out of the house, and shut the door. "Okay... yes, Zexion?"

"You never told your parents," Zexion stated. Obviously.

Sighing, the blond continued to walk with him, unaware that he was still holding his hand. "I know... sorry... my dad's slightly confused when it comes to homosexuality, so my mom has to talk to him about it before hand."

Zexion nodded slightly. "Preparation for the cold hard truth, I understand."

Thankfully, Demyx didn't have to go into more detail. He wasn't sure what else he could say. Sighing, he and Zexion walked to school quietly, both at a loss for words. There wasn't much to say.

They were in a homosexual relationship. Demyx's minor crush had turned into this giant fiasco with one dare. Damn Axel.

Demyx pulled open the front door and held it open for Zexion, letting the younger student walk in first. He stepped in behind him, only to find himself covering his eyes as lights flashed in his eyes.

Girls were taking pictures.

Larxene, in her cheerleading uniform, had directed at least twenty "yaoi fangirls" and anime otaku and three of the newspaper staff to the front doors, where cameras and cell phones were aimed in their direction. Clicks and squeals called to them.

Quickly, two forms inched their way through the crowd. Selphie and Kairi, camerawoman and spokesperson of Twilight Town High's "Information Central" television network, had moved towards them, visual recording device pointed directly at them.

"Demyx, how does it feel to be the first openly gay couple at Twilight Town High?" Kairi inquired, holding the microphone in front of him.

He spluttered for a few seconds, Kairi watching him with a smile. She quickly turned to the camera. "Apparently, Demyx here is at a loss for words. Will his often-silent boyfriend have any words to say?" She spun around. "Zexion?"

Zexion blinked. "We're not the first," he said calmly.

And Demyx had to stare at him. How could he be so collected at a time like this? Demyx felt like a train wreck--he had hopped on a speeding train when he decided to pick dare, and his train jumped the tracks at a kiss. It just crashed.

In front of fangirls and asiaphiles.

Oh... damn.

And Zexion was so... normal around it, too. He turned to Kairi, placed a hand on top of the microphone, and said softly, "We don't wish to talk about it... may we go to class, please?"

She nodded and turned to the cameras. "And that's it, TTH, the couple refuses to comment other than to state that they're not the first!"

Kairi continued to speak into the microphone, and Zexion grabbed Demyx by the wrist, leading him away. The two retreated into the library, towards the back, where Zexion often sat. Demyx crashed into the seat next to him and sighed.

"Zexion... how the hell did you do that?" he whispered.

Zexion blinked and pulled a book from his backpack. "Do what, Demyx?"

Demyx wasn't sure how to say it. He looked down and pondered on his words, and by the time he came up with something to say, he didn't want to. Zexion had begun reading, that timid smile back on his face as his eyes scanned the page. And Demyx couldn't disturb that... So he started working on the math homework he had planned to do during History. They could talk later.

T.T

Dear Diary,

We just can't communicate.

I mean, I want to, but the kid doesn't communicate. He talks, his blatant message gets across, but I think he has inner meanings that he won't tell.

I think he might've planned that entire fiasco this morning. And my parents want to have dinner with him, too! Someone...

shoot

me

dead.

Or an explanation. Yeah, that'd be nice.

.t b c.

:Darkness Princess.