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So that's all from me. And remember... (tries to pull of a scary voice) 22 days later...contest closes...and a new one may begin...mwah ha ha ha ha ha...(freaks out) I seriously need to get out more.

Operations

The week began to whiz by since that fateful day. And as time passed, Roxas was convinced that the scarf Axel gave him was lucky as he had managed to finish his trial piece the next day, start the final piece, go to Sora's drama practices without fail and get to know the rest of his housemates and it was only the 12th of September! He then pouted as he lay on his bed. A whole week since Axel kissed him. The red headed vocalist hadn't dared make another move on him and it was beginning to bug Roxas. He raised the scarf in his hand up, feeling its silky touch between his fingers.

"Why…why did he kiss me?" Roxas asked what must've been the umpteenth time that week.

He sat up, wondering if he should go find the red head and ask but he had a feeling Axel was going to say something along the lines that he felt like it.

"You back from lala-land yet?" Sora in the next bed asked.

"Wha?? Sora?! How- When-?"

"I came in a few minutes ago," Sora pouted. He then sighed. "I had to listen to Cloud complaining about how Leon is being so unfair about cutting him off." He shrugged but then his eyes started twinkling devilishly. "So who kissed you Rox?"

Roxas turned away, refusing to look at his brother in the eye.

I could tell him now…but will that be too much…

"Come on Roxas, you can tell me. And anyway, we don't keep secrets from each other."

Ouch. Trump card. Save for Roxas still needing to confess about his sexuality, the twins always shared their secrets. Roxas still kept his mouth shut, not willing to tell his twin just yet.

"Oh! So you wanna play 'guess who kissed you' then? OK!"

"Sora! Stop joking around!"

"Naminé? Nah. You guys have gotten close but you're friends. Yuffie? Actually, hell no! Hmm…Aerith doesn't look the type to get attached to guys that look younger than they actually are, Tifa's kinda bossy and Larxene…let's not go into her!"

"Sora! Please drop it!"

"And I haven't seen you getting cosy with any other girl…which means…"

"Sora…?"

"You kissed a guy!" Sora concluded, smiling all the while. Roxas nearly fell out of his bed from the shock.

"And you're OK with that?!"

"Yep. Kissing a guy isn't actually as disgusting as everyone in high school said it was." He was giving his hundred-dollar-goofy grin to Roxas.

"…only Sora…"

"So that would mean you're gay since I've never seen you date a girl bar Olette but it was pretty clear she did it because she wanted you to be at the prom." Roxas looked at Sora as if he had turned into Sherlock Holmes in a matter of seconds, pipe, magnifying glass and all.

"How on earth did you…?"

"I might be clueless with something's but when it concerns my baby bro, I know eeeeeeeverything," Sora drawled. His face then fell into a frown. "But if the guy you kissed is some asshole I don't like, I'll kill him if he touches you harmfully!"

"I don't doubt you Sora…but…"

"What?"

"You don't even care that I'm gay? You don't think I'm disgusting?"

"Of course not," Sora patted his brother's soft blond spikes affectionately. "You can't help it with who you fall in love with, and before you ask, I could never hate you just because you like guys better than girls."

Roxas looked at him for awhile, taking it all in. Sora smiled at him with a supportive smile.

"You need a hug?" Roxas merely nodded to his twin's question. Sora wrapped his arms around the blond, holding him in a tight embrace. "We haven't done this in a long time you know. You remember when we first left the island we refused to sleep in separate rooms for months. We thought mom and dad had given us two rooms for us to use as we please."

"We were going to make your bedroom our room because it had the best view of the garden. And my room was going to be the playroom because it had the most space."

"And mom had to pry us with a spatula and lock our doors at night in order for us to stay in our respective rooms but you always managed to get out and come to me. Mom was baffled for months."

"She never found the secret way," Roxas smiled into his brother's chest. He looked over to where the alarm clock was. It was ten o'clock. Late. He closed his eyes. "I don't think she ever will."

"Yeah…" Sora mumbled, falling asleep himself on Roxas' fading blue duvet. "She never will be able to find it."

Elsewhere in the house, someone had finally given in as heard by the quiet wanting moans escaping a blond junior's mouth, hand clenching tightly to the hand of his lover.

"I…told you…so," Cloud smirked triumphantly, moaning every time Leon moved in and out. "You…wouldn't last…for…very long…oh! Le…on…"

Cloud gave a gasp from the pleasure he was feeling, bucking and writhing underneath the larger muscular body of his brunet senior. Leon looked down at him with lustful grey eyes, shrugging slightly.

"Oh well. As long as we're happy, I don't care if I was wrong or right." He entered into Cloud again, smiling when he heard a satisfactory sigh, a mixture of anticipation, want, need and love. He kissed the neck of his blond actor, nipping and sucking and hearing pleasant giggles ring in the smouldering atmosphere.

"Leon!" Cloud giggled quietly. "You know that I- I'm ticklish there!"

"Of course I know that. I also know where you aren't ticklish."

He started littering Cloud's carefully shaped chest with kisses, sucking and nipping his nipples until they became pert. Cloud wriggled with delight at the touch, a soft sigh leaving his swollen lips. Leon continued his way down, making Cloud become more and more breathless and unable to string a coherent thought.

"Le…on…" he whimpered in a strangled voice.

If there was anyone in the house who was on the lookout –or in some cases hearout– for anything related to the current shonen-ai couples or possible couples, Yuffie was the person to turn to. The self-proclaimed Great Ninja was on the patrol again, camera in hand as she silently tiptoed over to 'Cleon's' room.

And with this, the Great Ninja Yuffie will snap yet another picture of the Cleon aftermath, she thought victoriously as she pushed the door slightly, wincing when the door creaked. No one stirred in the room. The room in itself was quite bare save for the two singles pushed together being blanketed by a rainbow of colour, and 'Cloud's wall' being decorated with scripts and schedules and even a few masks he had kept from a past performance. But hanging with pride of place on the corkboard above their bed were the two pendants they had each bought for their significant other. Cloud's was a silver wolf; Leon's a silver lion that he had affectionately called Griever. In the bed were the two lovers in question, Cloud with an arm wrapped around Leon's chest and Leon clasping the arm with his hand, chocolate brown mixing with flaxen blond as the two heads met each other gently. The duvet just barely covered their legs but their torsos were on show and they had evidence of lovemaking. Yuffie grinned widely, taking the picture quickly and heading out of the room with making a sound.

On her way back, humming a merry tune, she noticed a sound coming from the twins' room. Normally she would've ignored it but the sound was like someone calling a name. She tiptoed into the room, seeing the matching fading blue duvets and pillows but where one side was filled with film posters, the other consisted of a large amount of doodles and sketches. But what piqued the coal black haired girl's interest was seeing the twins lying together in the same bed. Sora was shirtless while Roxas snuggled up next to the bare chest, his blond hair sometimes tickling his brother's nose. Yuffie fought hard not to screech with glee. She took the picture quickly and got out of the room as fast as she could before she could burst out.

THEY LOOKED SO CUTE TOGETHER! Like brotherly love! Oh! They'll look great in my collection!

Once she arrived at her room, with which she shared with Naminé, she began tittering to herself, hoping not to wake the sleeping girl that was currently wrapped in her snow white duvet.

Now to work on Zexion and Demyx. Zexy's going to be a hard nut to crack but Demyx will do anything if it means getting closer to him.

When Roxas woke up the next morning, he noticed that Sora was gone. Probably to practice with Cloud for their play in less than two weeks. He yawned, throwing the old shirt he wore last night and grabbing a tight white mid-sleeved shirt and some grey cargo trousers. He slipped on his black flip-flops that he only wore indoors and then checked on the love bite in Sora's mirror. It was dying down a little but it still looked a little sore. Roxas tied the checkerboard scarf around his neck, hoping that it would give him good luck for today as well. Mostly in hope that he would run into Axel again. But he knew what the likelihood of that ever happening right now was slim to none since Axel seemed to take long visits between the music department, the Crystal Fissure and the entertainment district. He just wondered what went through the young man's mind. He then sighed in defeat as he walked down the stairs.

"Maybe it was just a spur of the moment. Maybe he doesn't really care about me."

If that was true, it stung Roxas' heart like a hornet's sting. Painful and unrelenting. Axel had pretty much set Roxas on false hopes. He took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning!" he greeted cheerfully, then just noticing the dazed and tired looks on Zexion and Demyx's faces and the slightly irritated ones on Tifa and Aerith's. "Em…what happened?"

"Cloud and Leon, that's what," Tifa muttered angrily. "Just when you think we could have some peace, Leon caves in at the most inconvenient of times. Doesn't that idiot know that I have to organize the catering for the 24th!?!?!?"

For those of you who hadn't guessed, Tifa was doing a major in Business Studies and her organization of the catering would go towards her final grade. That meant she needed her sleep. It was tough luck that she ended up having the room next to the two lovebirds. Zexion and Demyx shared her thoughts as did Aerith who shared with Tifa. Roxas counted his lucky stars that he wasn't next door to Cloud and Leon. He decided it was probably best to turn the conversation away from the couple's nightly activities.

"So anyway, what's everyone got planned today?"

"Oh yeah, that reminds me," Demyx said as if something had dawned on him. "Axel asked you to go to today's Heartless Rapture practice."

"What? He did?" Roxas asked, surprised but excited all the same. He did a silent prayer of thanks for his luck. "Why did he invite me though?"

"Well, since you were the first person to hear the new lyric and because he wants to keep an eye on you for reasons unknown, he thought you would like to see us practice for the big show," Zexion explained. He had a knowing sparkle in the only eye visible. Roxas nodded his head. Trust Zexion to put two and two together. Demyx grinned goofily.

"So we'll be seeing you then. Axel or Riku will be escorting you there."

"Sounds great," Roxas beamed.

He was unaware that the Great Ninja/Matchmaker Yuffie and her sidekick Naminé were listening into the conversation.

But first, Operation: Zemyx needed to be put into action. And Yuffie calculated that the best way for that to happen was to get the two men in question in a room where Zexion couldn't avoid him. True that they did share a room but according to Demyx, Zexion tried to go to bed as late as possible all of a sudden and sometimes Demyx would find him curled up on the sofa with a book, mostly one of those boring Physics textbooks. Locating Zexion in the living room, working on his Physics like a 'good student' (more like wanting to avoid Demyx, she thought), she quickly texted Namine.

Object Z in position. What's Object D's current status?

A low rumble replied a few seconds later.

Object D's in Zemyx room. Open 2 attack. Orders?

Yuffie thought about this. They wouldn't suspect anything from Namine but they would with her. She texted back: Initiate Plan A.1 Bring 'em bak 2getha. I will initiate Plan B.1 of Operation: Akuroku or draw up plans for Soriku. PEACE! chuu-

She stalked away silently, following Roxas to his bedroom without being seen.

Demyx was strumming on his sitar to Axel's new song, thinking of Zexion. He didn't really know how he got to be so thoughtful when it got to the slate-haired keyboardist. All he knew was that when he first saw Zexion in their freshman year, it was love at first sight. The silence that exuded from the keyboardist always seemed to comfort him in knowing that he didn't have to speak the whole time and yet that same silence made him want to share a few embraces in order to pry out what Zexion was thinking about. And whenever Zexion shed a glance at Demyx with that visible blue-purple eye, Demyx felt lighter than air. But it was Zexion's smile, which was such a rarity in itself, that Demyx loved the most. It seemed like the only time Zexion seemed genuinely happy and carefree. These thoughts would have deepened had it not been for the firm staccato tapping on his door and the timid creak of it opening. He knew who it was.

"Hey Nami," Demyx greeted in his cheerful voice. "What's up?"

"Not a lot," Naminé smiled shyly. "Um…I was wondering if you could help me with something."

"Sure. What is it?"

"There's a book in the living room that I need but I'm too short to reach it. Everyone else seems to have taken off somewhere."

Demyx cocked his head to the side. Well, that was true. A lot of people who were tall enough to reach the highest bookshelf were out somewhere and Cloud and Leon still hadn't emerged from the depths of their room. Demyx shivered violently at the thought. He then smiled winningly at Naminé.

"Sure Nami. Lead me to it."

Meanwhile, Yuffie had managed to follow Roxas to his room without once being detected. She grinned deviously. Oh she was going to have fun with this. She burst through the door.

"Hey Roxas!!!!!"

Roxas jumped, looking at her with those blue eyes of him like a deer in the headlights. He blinked a little.

"Hi Yuffie…"

"Soooooooo, a little bird told me that you were going to see Heartless Rapture practicing," Yuffie said in a sing-song voice. It truly scared Roxas. "Well guess what! The Great Ninja Yuffie is also the Great Makeover Artist Yuffie and she is willing to help you doll up for a certain someone!"

"Yuffie! Please! I don't even-"

"Quiet! I'm thinking about what to do with you."

"Yuffie," Roxas pleaded weakly, his imagination running wild of the possibilities of leaving his fate in the sophomore's hands. Yuffie just grinned, that grin being almost similar to that of the evil smirk of the devil himself.

"Let's see…keep the scarf. It looks dead sexy on you. But definitely lose the clothes. You look like you're going to a country fair, not a hot date that is followed by steamy-"

"Don't even finish that sentence!"

"Alright Nami. Which boooooook-! Nami!?"

The living room door was slammed and locked. Demyx immediately tried to force himself out.

"Nami! What the hell-!"

"They're quite persistent, aren't there Demyx?" a cool and collected voice asked Demyx, making the blond stiffen. Those conniving little-

"Zexy…"

"Hey! You know I don't like that name!"

For a moment neither sophomore could do or say anything but stare at each other, different thoughts going along the same lines. It was amazing how one of them could be so stubborn about his feelings while the other just craved to have his attention. Zexion then sighed.

"So I guess the point of this is for us to talk things out and/or confess a few secrets we've been keeping from one another and the girl outside won't let us out until we've done so with a satisfactory result. Am I right so far Naminé?"

"Yes," Naminé's voice squeaked with surprise.

Demyx looked at the door with a confused pout…but then got the idea of what Naminé, and the one who had truly been pulling the strings all along, was thinking. Silently, he thanked them.

"So, we better talk then."

Demyx took a seat on the arm of the sofa that Zexion had been lounging on, resting his elbows on his dark denim clad legs –hiding the tight Oathkeeper T-shirt he was wearing today- and his head in his hands, looking at Zexion with those expressive ocean eyes of his, a slight thoughtful look on his face. Zexion was sprawled on the sofa like some Roman conquerer, loose black shirt that was hardly buttoned revealing a little bit of the toned body underneath, book lying across covering where his manhood was located underneath soft stonewashed jeans. His crescent-shaped reading glasses were perched on his nose and, miraculously enough, his slate coloured hair was pulled back showing the whole of his face including his other blue-purple eye! In short, Zexion as he was now was making the little Demyx in the musician's head running around in circles squealing like a fan-girl. Zexion sat up, taking his glasses off and putting them on the coffee table, secretly admiring just how cute was Demyx looking right now.

"So let's see, I've been avoiding you for sometime ever since you made that comment about kissing me."

"Well…haha, y'know, that- that's just me all over!" Demyx laughed nervously. "I say these things without really thinking! I mean…if they offended you, I'm really sorry and- and- and-"

"It didn't offend me," Zexion interrupted. "It just…surprised me, that's all. I know you say things without meaning to be offensive or to hurt anyone's feelings. But I guess I overreacted that time."

That and that really made him think carefully of his feelings towards the blonde musician. He took a deep breath.

"So Dem, I-"

"Stop right there."

"Huh?"

"You called me 'Dem'?"

"Are you not OK with that?"

"I'm perfectly happy with that! It's just that you never gave anyone a nickname before!"

He then noticed the eyebrow arched in that way. If-you-don't-let-me-finish-my-point-I'll-cook-you-for-dinner-tonight. Demyx went mute.

"Anyways, let's start over. From now on, anything you say I won't react to so badly but in return-"

"I think before I open my mouth, right?"

"That and you stop calling me Zexy."

"Can I call you Zex?" Demyx asked in a puppy-pout voice. Zexion sighed.

"Fine."

"It's a done deal!" Demyx then looked at his watch. "AH! Axel asked me to get to the Fissure in half an hour! I'm gonna be late! See ya there Zex!"

And with that, and a terrified squeak from the freshman guarding the door, Demyx Enkai was gone, leaving Zexion to just look at the retreating figure. Zexion blinked a couple of times and then had one of those rare precious moments. He smiled. Genuinely.

"Demyx…you're too cute for your own good," he chuckled lightly, putting his glasses back on and returning to reading. He didn't have to be there until Roxas was ready to go. He had been given strict orders to accompany the blond freshman at all times by a certain red headed vocalist.