It's morning in the Organization XIII household. Marluxia sprawled on his messy bed, and Zexion eating his breakfast downstairs. Marluxia is usually the childish-sloppy type while Zexion on the other hand is the total opposite, mature and a smart-ass. Munching on his Frosted Flakes, looking out the kitchen window blankly as usual. The big, empty house seems to have it own music, a calm and gentle sound. Until, a thumping noise comes from upstairs, Marluxia must be awake. Zexion prepares Marluxias arrival by setting a bowl up for him.

"Good morning, Zexion-kun," yawns Marluxia.

"Morning Mar."

Marluxia, walking towards the table, wearing his comfy deep-red bathrobe, sits down a pours himself some cereal, yawning again. Not noticing that his cereal bowl has over-flown with Frosted Flakes, still continues pouring. Zexion staring at Marluxia, then the over-flowing bowl, and back at Marluxia, watching this half-asleep idiot.

"Um, Mar-kun, I think you might want to watch what your doing," Zexion says, trying not to chuckle.

"Huh?" Marluxia says totally clueless.

Marluxia looks down at his bowl with way too much cereal in it, and doesn't make a move to clean up the mess he made, but instead just yawns.

"I think you should get some more rest, since you were up last night unpacking most of your boxes," Zexion suggests.

"Okay," Marluxia replies slowly.

Zexion leans towards Marluxia and pecks him on the forehead, sending him upstairs. Zexion realizes that he just kissed Marluxia and quickly turns away, luckily Marluxia is too drowsy to even realize what Zexion did.

Zexion thinks to himself, "Damn it Zexion, you can't be kissing Marluxia anymore, we both agreed that we are starting a new life and we are just being friends for now, starting last night."

Zexion and Marluxia are in love with each other but they don't want the other person to know that for sure yet, not until they are ready at least. But, Zexion is the one who is making all the moves, while Marluxia is totally oblivious to all of this. Even though Zexion acts like he hates Marluxia, he still cares for him, but tries not to show his feelings. A loud thud comes from the upstairs. Zexion races upstairs to Marluxia and finding him face-planted on the floor in the bedroom. Zexion staring at Marluxia, groaning on the floor. All of a sudden, Zexion bursts out laughing and just walks out of the room, not able to even look at Marluxia, who is now sitting up looking dazed. Zexion still hysterically laughing out in the hallway, Marluxia finally awakens and gains awareness. Marluxia walks out passing Zexion and mumbles, "Jackass."

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Zexion is back to his normal smart-ass self. The doorbell rings, they both twist their heads in direction of the front door. Neither of them make a move to answer it until Zexion gets up and answers it. Opening the door, there was a petite, young girl with medium brown hair, tied in a fairly high ponytail, wearing dark jeans and a blue tank-top with a cell phone in her hand.

"Oh hello," greets Zexion, tieing up his bathrobe.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could use your phone to call the tow-truck since my car ran out of gas and my cell phone is dead," the girl asked embarrassed.

"Uh, sure thing," Zexion replies.

"Thank-you so much, it means a lot."

"No big deal," grins Zexion.

Zexion grabs the cordless phone from the kitchen and hands it to her, both grinning brightly at each other. Marluxia is now eating some breakfast, slowly crunching on his Frosted Flakes, watching them both brew up a flirt fest. Marluxia is the jealous type thats for sure, but he is not trying to show his feelings that he still has for Zexion. Thinking about these two love birds, was making him lonely so he rushed upstairs, zooming past the girl, not even saying a 'Hello'.

The girl wonders about Marluxia and turns back to Zexion asking, "Is he okay?"

"Oh, yeah, I think he is just tired, nothing to worry about," guesses Zexion.

The girl grins and tells him that the tow-truck won't be here t'il a while from now.

"Oh, okay, you're welcome to stay as long as you want," states Zexion.

While Zexion and the girl were having a good time, poor lonely Marluxia was sulking upstairs, sitting on his bed, slopping his drowning cereal around and around.

"My name is Olivia, by the way," she states.

"Mine is Zexion."

"Oh, wow, I never heard that name before, very unique," she compliments, flashing a flirty-smile.

"Heh, thanks," blushes Zexion.

A long awkward silence falls and then Olivia speaks, "This might be a bit early thing to be asking but..." She pauses, "Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?"

Zexion becomes speechless. Olivia waiting his reply, while Zexion is sweating bullets, not knowing what to say. He has very strong feelings for Marluxia, but this girl, something about her that just draws him to her.

"Uh, I have to get back to you on that," stumbles Zexion, trying to make it the most nicest as possible.

"Oh, alright, sorry if it put you on the spot or something."

The tow-truck arrives and is preparing to haul the car.

"Well, the tow-truck is here now, I guess I will see you soon again maybe."

She leans in toward Zexion, almost looking like she might kiss him, but she slips a folded piece of paper in his front pocket of his bathrobe. She leaves with a smile on her face out the front door. Zexion, burning up from the butterflies in his stomach, stood frozen, watching Olivia as she left the property. Finally, he remembers the piece of folded paper in his front pocket. He opens it up, revealing a bunch of numbers, it must be her phone number! Score!