Disclaimer: This should so be a Soap opera. XD I'd watch it religiously.

Chapter 4- Bad Blood

"Yo! Demyx!"

Blinking, Demyx stopped and turned slowly to find Axel running over, a cheezy grin plastered on his face. He just couldn't help but smile back. "...Hi..."

"Yo." Axel stopped when he had reached the blonde's side, panting, hands on his knees. "Where were you during practice yesterday?" he asked between gasps of air, referring to their band, "Nobody's rain."

The sitar player blinked before staring at the leaf covered Earth. "I just...I thought that you hated me...and that you were kicking me out. You know...you being the leader and all..."

Axel snorted. "Kick you out of the band? Hate you? Are you high or something?" He pulled his best friend into a headlock. "Sure, I was mad about the whole thing, but Roxas gave me a three hour lecture on edicate, and I cooled off." He released him with a playful shove. "So? Where were you, loser?"

"Well..." The sitar player began walking, Axel beside him, a gentle bounce in his step and a rosy color dabbing his cheeks. "Nowhere important."

"Liar..." Axel hissed, nudging Demyx in the ribs. "You were with your luver, weren'tcha?" At a vibrant blush, he let out a loud whoop. "So? What happened?"

"Well, uh, you know..." The blond stared at his moving feet, which were kicking the leaves, a cute little grin plastered to his face. (Fruits Basket fans will recognize this line!!!) "...a little bit of this, a little bit of that, and a whole lot of that..."

"..." It took Axel a full minute to get what Demyx was referring to. "...AH!" No way! You didn't!"

"...Yeah...I did."

Axel let out a cackle. "And here you promised abstinence until marriage!"

"I never said I was proud of it! It just..." Demyx shifted uncomfortably. "...happened kinda fast..."

Axel snorted. "Yeah, sure...So how was it?"

"Axel!"

"What? I'm serious! I still can't French with Roxas and I'm curious! So? How was it?"

Demyx tucked his hands in his hoody pockets, looking rather cute and uncomfortable. "Well, uh...it was nice, I guess..."

"Did you get a BJ?"

Demyx looked incredulously at Axel. "A what?"

"A BJ. You know, a Blow Job?"

Demyx face topped a new shade of red. "NO!"

"I guessed not when you had no idea what I was talking about. I want Roxas to give me a BJ."

"You're nasty! Why are you asking me this stuff?!"

"I'm curious. You're one lucky shit." Axel tucked his hands behind his head. "I've been dating Roxas since the end of eighth grade, and I still can't French. Here you've been dating this person for about, what, four months, and you've already done it! I'm jealous, truth be known."

"If you're so jealous, you'd at least get the time right. It's been seven months. Seems you're not any smarter since last I saw you, Axel."

The two teens turned to find Zexion walking up. "What the hell do you want?" Axel hissed, his voice absolutely smothered and dripping in loathing.

"Oh, nothing at all." Zexion made a fake smile. "Well actually..." He grabbed Demyx's hand, glaring at Axel. "...I'd like my boyfriend back..." He then walked off, dragging Demyx away from a staring Axel.

"He did WHAT?!" The Hikari's were standing in the middle of their Social Psychology class, staring incredulously at Axel. Riku was simply blinking at him stupidly, the pocky he was eating broken in half.

"Shut up!" Axel pulled the twins back into their seats, Roxas' being in his lap. "But, Yeah, he said he did it. And so I was asking questions and making comments, when all of the sudden, Zexion walks up, insults my intelligence, and walks off with Dem all like, 'He's my Boyfriend so he's mine beeyatch!'" He crossed his arms angrily.

"That was a total exaggeration," Riku muttered, sniggering. "So he's dating Zexion? I didn't even realize Zex came to this school."

"Neither did I!" Axel growled. "God, I hate that prick..."

"Why?" Roxas asked curiously. "What do you have against him?"

"Zexion and Axel are self proclaimed rivals," Riku muttered. "It's kind of stupid, actually." He leaned in to Axel, whispering, "So the competition for Demyx's attention begins again?"

"Look, I have Roxas now, got it memorized?" Axel hissed back. The red-head snuggled into Roxas. "He can fuck with Demyx all he wants, but if he hurts Dem, I will come after him."

"Aw, you do care about Demyx!" Roxas nuzzled Axel's face affectionately. "You're so sweet sometimes!"

"Demyx is my best friend. I don't want anything happening to him. And if Zexion hurts Demyx, I don't need to hold back!" An idiotic grin spread on Axel's face. "It would totally give me a reason to beat him into oblivion like I've always wanted!"

"That'll be your Christmas present, right?" Riku chuckled, popping a piece of Pocky in Sora's mouth.

"It would be a Christmas in July type thing!" But then Axel sighed sadly. "But until he hurts Demyx, I can't do diddly-squat. So, I'll have to see how many ways I can think of to hurt him, in the meantime. Hummm, I wonder how many...?" He suddenly perked up when he felt Roxas kiss just below his ear. "...Ooooor I can try my luck on Roxas' trust."

"Try it and your dead," Roxas muttered, though Axel could detect a hint of, "Oh, really? Why not?" in the blond's voice.

Riku snorted, handing the other two a piece of pocky. "You're such a Perve, Axel."

"I love my computer," Axel giggled, thinking of the song "I Love my Computer" by Bad Religion. He squeezed Roxas affectionately, as Roxas, too, mimicked the song, muttering, "Click me here."

"Zexion! Let go!" Zexion was dragging Demyx to the most secluded spot on campus. Contrary to popular belief, the smaller teen was stronger than he looked. "Zexii–Stop it!" The blond yanked his arm out of the shorter teens grasp, succeeding and falling flat on his ass.

Zexion turned, freezing when he saw Demyx holding his wrist. "...Demyx..."

"You were hurting my arm..." Demyx muttered awkwardly. He stood up, cocking his head to the side cutely. "Zexii? What's going–?" Zexion pulled on Demyx's hoody, pulling the taller into a lustful liplock. After a moment's hesitation, Demyx gently shoved him off. "What's with you?"

"Huh?" That was the most intelligent word Zexion could manage to utter at the moment.

Demyx scowled slightly. "I know we did it over the weekend, but I don't think it should change anything. Tell you the truth, it's making me uncomfortable." He shook his head hurridly, changing the subject. "Look, what the hell is going on? Why do you seem to hate Axel?"

Zexion blinked, coughing lightly into a sleeve covered fist. "It's from Elementary school, Dem. There's nothing to worry about."

"But if it's from Elementary, why is it in High School too?" He tucked his hands behind his back. "You two need to grow up. We're not little kids anymore. We shouldn't let something from third grade effect us now. I mean, we're Juniors in High School now! It shouldn't matter what happened in third grade." He smiled softly. "Set aside your differences and be nice. It's much healthier than fighting all the time." He blinked stupidly before giggling. "Wow, that was philosophical!"

"Impressive..."Zexion smirked. "Exquisitely thought out."

Demyx blinked. "Of course. Did you think I was just another blond-headed bimbo?"

Without thinking, Zexion shrugged off-handedly. "Well, you certainly give off the impression."

"...Huh?" Demyx stared at Zexion. "...You think I'm stupid...?" Before Zexion could explain himself, Demyx had already walked to the lunch room, crying for Axel.