"I'm really sorry, again."

"No need to apologize, Zexion," Lexaeus laughed. "I was comfortable, really. Were you comfortable?"

"Thanks, making me feel guilty. Yes I was very comfortable while you slept in the hard cold ground," Zexion stressed, pulling frantically at his hair as he straightened his now dry sweater. Silver eyes glanced to the side where the other three, Xigbar Demyx and Vexen, were still asleep. He rolled his eyes, putting his glasses on.

"Those lazy bums, right?" Lexaeus inquired, as if he had read Zexion's mind. Zexion's head dramatically turned to the side, his expression reading confusion of some sort. He shook is head and his silver hair fell back into it's regular place.

Zexion shrugged and turned towards the door, "Thank you for letting me stay at your house. Now I need to get back to my house." He turned on his heel and closed his eyes, making his way towards the door again, suddenly there was a force pulling him back. A force name Lexaeus. He turned and leered at him.

"What?" he hissed.

"W-Well..." Lexaeus muttered, feeling quite intimidated by the smaller boy. "I was just wondering...didn't you say you were kicked out...or something?"

"Yes," Zexion hissed. "That doesn't mean I have nowhere to go, goodbye!"

Lexaeus backed up and raised an eyebrow. "O-Okay...sorry..." our first

Zexion glared at him again then flung his backpack over the shoulder, "Farewell." He walked out the door, closing it softly so the other's wouldn't wake up. Lexaeus stood there, frozen. Was Zexion bipolar or something? He sighed and shook his head, rubbing it in confusion.

"Was that Zexy who just left!?" Demyx asked, head shooting up from Xigbar's lap.

"Uh...yeah," Lexaeus shrugged. He walked over and went behind the counter that separated the kitchen from the living room, looking for some food. He got out some eggs and a pan, mulling over his choices. He could make the eggs, or he could go out. If he went out he'd be wasting money, but if he ate at home he'd be using all the food.

"What're you thinking about!?" Demyx chirped, jumping onto Lexaeus' back. Lexaeus flinched in shock, then calmed down his racing heart.

"Nothing, just...Zexion is kind of-"

"Strange?" Demyx asked, resting his chin on Lexaeus' shoulder. Lexaeus nodded and started to make the breakfast he had planned.

"Yeah, he seems so...distrusting and distant," he sighed, blue eyes turned downcast. Demyx's aqua eyes followed his brother's.

"Well...y'know he has a good reason," Demyx muttered. "The reason why he never trusts anybody."

"Oh?" Lexaeus asked skeptically. What could have happened to make the straight A student so upset? "Did he get an A- on a test or something?" he asked a bit coldly. Demyx frowned and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Don't be such a meanie! He's had a very hard time," he nodded. "Really...he has."

"Demyx, please. Whatever he told you was probably a lie-"

"It wasn't!" Demyx suddenly yelled, covering his mouth when he realized how loud he was. "I mean...it wasn't. I witnessed what he has to go through and it's sad," he whispered. Demyx jumped down from Lexaeus' back and he gestured him to come over to the table.

Lexaeus picked up his breakfast then made his way to the table, allowing Demyx to pick at his plate. "So, what's up with him?" he asked.

"Well," Demyx started, swallowing a piece of bacon. "It started when we were going into out first year of high school. Zexion was really smart so he got a bunch of these things called Genius Grants."

"I'm familiar," Lexaeus interrupted.

Demyx nodded, "Well his parents kept trying to take his money, so he got really angry at them. Thy called him an ungrateful bastard of a child, blah blah blah. So anyway, I was there. Well...I was actually outside of the house, but I still heard. He came outside and we walked to the park. Unfortunately you wanted me home so I could do my homework so I had to go."

"Interesting," Lexaeus murmured. "Go on."

"Well, the next day I asked him where he slept and stuff and he said he's living with his boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?...He really doesn't look like the type-"

"I know," Demyx interrupted. "I was surprised too."

"Wait..is that all?" Lexaeus asked. "That's not...that bad."

"I'm not done. I thought Axel and Zexion made a cute couple, I mean they were like...perfect together! Buuuuttt...one day I noticed that Zexion was slowly getting extremely 'clumsy' as he explained it. I finally realized it was everyday after school when he went home that he was 'clumsy'."

Lexaeus sat there for a moment, thinking. "Wait!" he gasped. "You mean...he hits him?" he whispered.

Demyx nodded. "That's not all. Axel let his older twin brothers..." he shifted slightly, not really wanting to continue. Lexaeus made a gesture for him to continue, but Demyx looked uncertain. Demyx leaned in and whispered something in Lexaeus' ear. Lexaeus' eyes grew wide and he covered his mouth.

"They...really? Poor...poor boy," he whispered softly. Demyx nodded and patted Lexaeus' back.

"When he told me he just...started crying really hard. It was gut wrenching, Lexy," the blonde frowned.