Author's Notes: Hey guys! After seeing the reviews I got, I suddenly found myself with a hit of inspiration. But before we get to that, I'd like to thank those of you who reviewed the first chapter! It really means a lot to see people who like my fanfic.

Also, if I can just make a note for Topaz Fox, I'm glad you're reading my fanfic, even though yaoi really isn't your thing. Don't worry though, this isn't going to be one of those rabid yaoi fanfics. It'll be one of those curious love things and then... well, I can't exactly say, since that would be spoiling my own story! But don't worry about it.

As always, I don't own anything aside from this story and plot. Enjoy!

I remember the first time you touched me.

I don't remember if it was to push me away or beckon me closer. To be honest, I couldn't have cared less.

All I know is that for the first time, there was no space between us anymore...

It was you who closed that empty space.

It was you who made the words "me" and "you" become "us".

Chapter Two - Wanting

Zexion was annoyed.

It had been a week since his meeting with Demyx. Normally, Zexion wouldn't have cared how long it had been, but the fact that Demyx kept visiting him down in his research facility didn't let the memory slip away. After every mission he had been given, Demyx ducked down to Zexion's level of Castle Oblivion to inform him of his departure.

As if I cared what he was up to. Zexion assured himself, hunching over his notes on hearts. Though it seemed all of his attention was focused on his research, in the back of his mind he was counting the seconds. Three, two, one...

"Hey there, Zex!" A chipper voice sounded.

The researcher growled and snapped his notebook shut. He wearily looked up, though he knew who was waiting at the threshold to his labs. "What did I tell you about nicknames?" Zexion asked, the annoyance from being interrupted not being suppressed in his voice at all.

"Use them more often?" Demyx smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest. It had been a real treat for him to come and visit Zexion every day. Demyx's curiosity still stood from the week before, and he was determined to see what it was that made him feel so comfortable around Zexion. As of late, it was just proving to be amusing toying with the silver haired man and nothing more. And yet... there was still something more. Something Demyx himself hadn't been able to put his finger on.

"If you're here, it must mean you've been sent out on another mission from the Superior. Stopping here every day wastes his and your time, so get going." Zexion had no time to waste 'babysitting' Demyx, so he made his words short and to the point.

"Awww, come on Zex, this might be the last time you see my pretty face!" The blonde joked. When no reply came from Zexion, Demyx unfolded his arms and turned around. "You're no fun, Zexion! Being cooped up in this place all day long must be taking it's toll on you. You might want to look into-"

"Would you just get going already?" Zexion asked. "We both have a lot of work to do and no time for chitchat. What do you think this Organization was made for?"

Demyx looked over his shoulder and got ready to fire off another remark when he saw Zexion sitting down at his desk, leafing through a pile of notes. Shrugging, Demyx decided that it was enough for today, and he cloaked himself in a shadowy smoke, transporting himself to where his business needed tending to.

Finally. I thought he'd never leave... Zexion thought. For a fleeting second, he missed his loud opposite, but only because the silence of the castle made him just the slightest bit uncomfortable. But once that second passed, Zexion returned to his work, readying a pen to take notes on his studies.

Demyx returned to the castle at the end of the day, restless because of his mission. It turned out that all he was assigned to do was watch Heartless activity all day, which was nothing short of sitting around. The blonde stretched his arms and yawned, walking absentmindedly through the corridors of the castle, when a sneaking through crept into the back of his mind. A smile lightened Demyx's face as he turned around and backtracked, making his way directly to Zexion's labs.

I can't wait to see the look on his face! Demyx mused, poking his head into where Zexion usually dwelled. "Hey Zexy! Guess who?" He said in a sing-song voice. After a second with no monotone reaction of 'No nicknames', Demyx entered the research facility and looked around.

Demyx couldn't help but feel slightly put off of his glee. It wasn't only because of Zexion's absence... it was the room's. Most rooms and hallways in Castle Oblivion were shades of pale blue, but this place... most of it was dark and gloomy. Demyx wondered if it would even be worth it to stay and wait for Zexion to return.

It's worth it to find out what these feelings are. Demyx assured himself as he seated himself in what was undoubtedly Zexion's chair. I mean, poking fun at Zex is fun and all, but I really feel that there is something else to it. It's a strong feeling of me wanting to be with him, even if he doesn't want to be with me.

"What are you doing?" A familiar monotone voice asked.

Demyx's head snapped up and his blue eyes met grey ones. "Zex!" He exclaimed happily, leaping up from the chair so quickly, it almost turned itself over. "What took you so long? You shouldn't have kept me waiting, you know." Demyx pretended to scold, though the bright smile on his face gave it away.

"I don't tend to your needs, Demyx." Zexion said flatly and sending a glare the blonde's way.

"No need to get angry, Zex! I only stopped by to say hi, that's all..." Demyx's words trailed off as he walked towards Zexion, his face riddled with concern.

Zexion took this as another prank and brushed by Demyx, sitting himself in his chair. "If that's all you have to say, then say it and go. I've got work to do."

"But that's the thing, that's not all I have to say!" Demyx protested, slamming a hand down on Zexion's desk. "I've got more things to say to you!" He locked eyes with Zexion and stared into them fiercely.

This seemed to finally hit a nerve with Zexion, as he stood up quicker than Demyx had before, causing his chair to topple over. A loud crack sounded, but it did not come from the falling chair. It came from Zexion landing a swift punch across Demyx's jaw.

The blonde jumped back, a mix of confusion and daze on his face. He gently touched the reddening spot on his face, winced, and opened his mouth to say something... only Zexion cut him off.

"Get out. I don't know what it is with you or what you're 'feeling'. I don't even care. All I know is that it's my time to assist the Superior, and I'll be damned if a fool like you is going to screw it all up." Zexion growled. Demyx had never seen such anger in Zexion before, but decided to leave before anything worse happened.

While safely outside of Zexion's research facilities, Demyx slumped in the hall, taking in all that had just happened. Unconsciously, he lifted a hand to his cheek and touched the spot where he was hit. Though it did hurt to touch, there was something hurting him more, something deep inside his chest.

Demyx didn't know what hurt worse- the punch or the unnamed emotions flooding within.

Hey, Zexion...

What are feelings, exactly?

What are "real" emotions?

I was always told that because we are Nobodies, our emotions are fake.

But I want you to know...

I felt these things for real.

I don't care if our emotions are supposed to be "fake".

I loved you for real.

AN: Woah! What a long chapter! To tell you the truth, I didn't expect to get that much out of this chapter because I had a really hard time writing it. But fear not! I have found my muse and I know exactly where I want this fanfic to go from here until the end.

Oh, and in case any of you are wondering, this part takes place during Chain of Memories when Riku ends up in Castle Oblivion. It's why Zexion has deeply involved himself in his duties for the Superior and is trying to shrug Demyx's interruptions off. Just so you don't get confused.