Heeheehee... It seems that the Zexion/Demyx pairing has begun! If you write this and are reading this, please, drop by. My AIM is on my account and I'd love to hear from you!

-sniffs- And this all started because of a single roleplay. ANYWAYS! Before I ramble on about how we're going to take over the world, I'll cut it this short by saying the usual lines :

Shikyou does not own Kingdom Hearts. Square Enix does... If I /did/ own it, you can bet it would be filled with shounen-ai and yaoi..

But the day may come... Maaaaaaaaybe. I can still dream about it.

Anyways! Enjoy!

Is this... Love?

There are times when Zexion has to question the entire 'emotions' issue.

There are times when he just can't help but think they were lied to... Think they were being used at the very beginning..

These thoughts only arose a little while ago... Why?

Demyx, of course.

The happy-go-lucky Nobody made him feel.. Like he had a heart. However stupid it sounds, it's true. When Demyx hug-tackles him and calls him by that irritating nickname he can't help but smile.. But it's quickly hidden by a emotionless facade and a stern tone.

"My name is Zexion, Demyx. Please try to remember that."

And he can see Demyx pout and he knows that the younger Nobody knows the game by now. So Demyx just smiles and bounces back, hugging him even tighter."But you're my Zexy."

And he can never bring himself to be mad at the irritating man... No, really, Demyx is a child who was thrust into this cruel reality...

Why?

Because of foolish mistakes made by foolish people.

Those sacchirine smiles he gives are hardly ever real. False, hiding his fear of death and how fragile his existence is...

He can't stop the warm feeling from spreading throughout his being as he looks at the child-like man. Didn't matter what it was, Demyx was a child of the light.. He didn't belong in this hellhole of darkness.

Demyx also confides in him, trusts. The reason is far beyond the stoic man's grasp, but he doesn't care... He just wants to be there for the younger male..

Those stupid grins that cross his face... Those grins that drive him insane.

"Zexy?"

That nickname... Ugh, he hates it... But he can't. He can't when it's spoken by the younger boy... He just can't bring himself to say he hates him... Quite the opposite actually.

And even now, when Demyx is taking over most of the bed, face buried in a pillow, mouth half-open and loud snores escaping him... Zexion can only shake his head and run his fingers through the gelled hair spikes, ignoring the warm, tingly feeling that arose when he was around the younger male.. He'd come to know what it is, and Demyx had a right to know.

"I love you , Demyx..."

And when Demyx awakes, Zexion will never be there to defend him from the big bad Axel. He'll never be there to scold the boy from being such an idiot and bandage his wounds...

The fact is...

The night that Zexion realized that Nobody's could love... Was the night his once hollow exsistance was extinguished.

-Fin