Zexion POV:

Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh on Demyx. After all, he only told me I looked like....Him. But I shouldn't! He's only half my blood, He shouldn't resemble me in any shape or form! Im supposed to look exactly like my father. Not her...Hmm... I'll stop ranting for now.

I Swear Demyx saw me when I watched him leave. It was the first time I've sat on that stair in years. Last time I was in that spot on the staircase, I was watching my father walk out on my mother.

For some strange reason, When I first looked at Demyx in the eyes, I recognized him. I don't know where from, or how I know him, but When I fell asleep that night, with Demyx asleep two floors below me, I started to have a weird dream. Demyx was in it, but it was more of a far off memory. It was that dream that made me wake up the next day, wait until Demyx had gone home, and phone up my distant cousin. (distant meaning: A cousin I stopped talking to after my father left)

"Hello..."

"Dude, Who is this?" The voice asked...God....He Sounds much better with his voice now broken.

"I'm surprised you don't remember this number Axel..."

"Zexion? DUDE YOU ARE ALIVE?! Man, It' been years!"

"Yeah, whatever. Look, I need to come and talk to you...I Don't care about your stupid remarks. I need to talk to someone..." I hissed down the phone. I could practically see him nodding, before he answered.

"Okay...Come on down then...Still Not talking to Tanya?" He asked. I growled lowly..."I Take that as a no...Well, Just walk in, the door will be unlocked for ya.." And then the phone went dead. I slid my phone down, grabbing my coat and slipping out the house unnoticed.

Demyx POV:

I looked at my mom, before making my way upstairs, phone still in hand.

-FB-

Nodding to no one in particular, I quickly switched on the news channel. Seeing the words, letters and numbers on the screens scared me. Dozens upon dozens of emotions coursing through my veins, shock, fear, hatred. Anger.

-End FB-

I swayed, gripping the edge of the door frame in shock. That, that dream. It was so powerful and real. I felt adrenaline rushing through me. Yet, that wasn't a proper dream...I Was awake. This has never happened to me before. Axel speaks to me on the other end of the phone, but I have already dropped it, running towards my room. I pull out drawer after drawer, until I find what I'm looking for. My little blue pills.

Swallowing two in one go, I swallow saliva every second, desperate to get them dissolved and into my system. every time I blink I see Zexion's face, but it is no longer young. It is a face of a thirty year old, his hair a faded grey. Yet, it is a face I somehow recognized.

Minutes later, I can no longer remember anything that has happened before I took my pills, apart from that I have dropped the phone. I pick it up and place it to my ear.

"Dude! What the hell?!"

"Sorry....I Had a dream..."

"But you were awake, man..."

"That's the weird part...Anywho, I can't remember it now..."

"Good. Well, I called to ask you to come over here quickly....It's Actually about your weird dreams..."

"..."

"Just get your ass over here"

I walked in through the door to Axels apartment, seeing Axel in the kitchen bit. And, to my surprise, Zexion in a chair. Axels head snapped up towards the door in instinct, but Zexion kept on glaring at the carpet as if it had done him some personal wrong. Axel read my mind.

"He tripped on the way in..." He whispered, almost inaudibly to me. Zexion looked up, glaring at Axel.

"I Heard that..."

"That's nice. Anyway, lets get to the point as to why you both are here..." Axel started to say, when Zexion interrupted.

"Let skip the intro. You..." He stood up, walking towards me so that we were inches apart. "Do you, or do you not have weird dreams involving me?" He asked. Straightforward, he spoke with stress evident in his voice. The frustration etched across his face made me want to jump him, ravage him and snog him until the sun went down. But that can only happen in my fantasy world, not the real.

"Yes.....Why?" I asked slowly. He sighed at my answer, sitting back onto the chair. He brought his legs up onto the chair, crossing them, looking even more frustrated.

"Ever...Ever Since I first saw you, I'd close my eyes and I'd get these weird flashbacks, only, I can't remember ever experiencing them in life..." He said, trailing off. He looked back up at me, both eyes locking with my own. "But all I need to know is, why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do we have these dreams? These flashbacks that don't exist. I recently started getting them, but according to Axel, you've been having them for a long, long time." He muttered, more to himself than to me...

"I don't know why. Im not a doctor. But count yourself lucky. You're not the one on drugs because of this." I hissed. A Sudden anger overtook me, and I glared at him. He raised an eyebrow cheekily, seeming surprised at my actions and his own.

"Dudes! You're acting like the other!"

"Piss off Axel..." I Hissed...

"What's he done to you?" Zexion asked me cockily.

"Nothing, why?" I was calm again....Normality!

"Huh?" Axel asked.

"Shh!" Zexion shushed us...

"Weird..." I murmured.

"You think?" Axel muttered.

"Way to go Captain Obvious" -Zexion seemed annoyed.

"Oh shut up girlface" Okay, I admit, that was mean. He raised a eyebrow at me, sending me one last glare before taking his coat and leaving the apartment....

"Well, that went well..."

A/N:

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Made Whilst Listening To: Love Story - Taylor Swift....