Time for chapter 2 of my series of most random stories! Thank you all for the reviews last time, and I hope you enjoy this one!

Also big thanks ot tmart.x13 and Luna Lillyth and all my other friends who have helped me think of ideas for this little series.


Chapter 2: The Body Swap I (Zexion and Demyx)

It should have been just another regular day. It should have been like all the others… but for some reason it didn't go that way. Zexion woke up slowly, feeling a bit disoriented. It wasn't that he was groggy or anything else, but he could not explain the strange feeling he felt upon waking.

Though once he sat up, something did occur to him.

His hair was not falling over his right eye. In fact he didn't even feel any of the hair that reached down his neck. Slowly he reached his hand up and gently ran his hand through his hair. And went he felt the messy hair that stuck up slightly, he gasped.

And only now he did notice something else. Something that should have been obvious from the start. He saw now that this was clearly not his bedroom. There were posters of bands and sheet music all over, and the entire room was practically a mess with clothes, music books, and everything else.

Zexion jumped out of the bed and ran over to the dresser in the corner of the room. There was a mirror above, and if his suspicions were true… he was going to regret looking in that mirror. When he got there he completely froze up at what he saw. It was exactly what he feared, yet he could not stop staring.

In the reflection… it was not himself, but instead… Demyx.

"What the hell…" Zexion muttered aloud.

He immediately shut his mouth. Hearing Demyx's voice say his words was a bizarre thing to hear. And the look of utter confusion made it even weirder.

Zexion slowly got closer to the mirror and pressed his hand against it. He then started to move his hand across his face, feeling each feature. It was all Demyx. And none of this was making any sense.

"What in the world could have happened?" Zexion thought, wanting to limit his aloud speak as much as possible.

"I haven't seen Demyx in a few days… so what could have caused this? The last things we talked about weren't even weird. So why this swap….? Or maybe… is this all a bad dream? If that is the case I would hope to wake up soon. This is already too weird for me."

Though being the scientific man that he was, he needed to test his new theory. "If this is a self aware dream… I need to test things that would prove that. Having trouble reading books and doing equations, that should do it."

Zexion began looking around Demyx's mess of a room, looking for one of the books he had seen. He picked up one of the books closed to him and stared at the cover.

History of Classical Music: The Baroque Era

Zexion began furiously flipping through the pages, looking over them carefully. And slowly the horror started to slip in more. He could read each page find, and all the information was true and not a mess of randomness that could occur in a dream.

He slammed the book and threw it to the side. "I cannot go by one example. I have to test something else."

Zexion scanned the room again, and went back to looking to the dresser. There he saw there was a pen and some sheet music. Grabbing the pen he flipped the paper over to the backside and began to write out a complicated equation.

And the result… it came out perfectly. Nothing caused him to have trouble understanding it or processing it. It was all correct. Right away he tried again at a different math problem, and still the result came out perfectly normal.

Zexion dropped the pen and stumbled back. "Why did this happen!?"

He shouted aloud again before flinching at the sound of Demyx's distraught voice.

"There has to be something else going on here…" Zexion muttered. "Demyx… wait Demyx! If I somehow ended up in his body then that would mean… on no…"

Zexion ran out the door of the bedroom only to stumble his way into a wall. He had to remind himself that this was Demyx's house and not his own. He managed to find the way down stairs and to the front door. And with a bit of looking around the neighborhood he found where he was.

He ran as fast as he could and headed in the direction of his house. When he got there he banged on the front door, not even considering ringing the bell. He waited impatiently until he heard the door unlock and then it opened.

Even though he knew that he was going to see himself, it was still the oddest perspective to see himself from another person's eyes. And it was even stranger to see his own face wide with shock and surprise.

"Z-Zexion?! That is you in there right?"

Zexion blinked in confusion at the words that he saw himself speak. It only took him a minute to process the tone of words that had been said. "Demyx?"

"Yeah man! How freaky is this, right?" Demyx asked before letting out a laugh.

Zexoin cringed at hearing his own voice say the words 'yeah man'. It was definitively Demyx saying that, there was no doubt about that. Quickly he shook it off though, they had to get to the matter at hand. "Yes I know, but now we must solve how to reverse it."

"I guess so, but uuuuhh… did you have to run all the way here in my sleepwear?" Demyx asked as he stared with a slight bit of disapproval.

Zexion was confused at first until he actually looked down at what he was wearing. He was only in basic blue boxers and a grey tank top. He wasn't even wearing any shoes! Zexoin started to feel embarrassed, but he tried to remind himself that it was Demyx who was in his undergarments, not actually himself. Thankfully Demyx at least had the thought to change into regular clothes already.

"Well I am sorry, but when I woke up and found myself in your body, getting dressed was the last thing on my mind!"

"Okay okay, cool it. You said you wanted to find a way to reverse this right? Come on in, then we can have some breakfast and figure it out," Demyx said as he gestured for Zexion to follow.

"You don't have to invite me into my own house…" Zexion huffed as he followed behind Demyx.

"Yeah, buuuut currently you're in my body, so this ain't your house right now," Demyx replied before laughing.

"Can you please stop doing that?" Zexion huffed once they were in the kitchen.

Demyx looked at Zexion curiously. Such a confused and curious face on Zexion was yet another odd things to see from an outside view. "Doing… what?"

"All of that! The things you say or your body gestures," Zexion said before pointing to himself… or really Demyx in his body.

"You're telling me not to be myself? Cause you really aren't acting like me you know, so why should I?" Demyx asked, looking a little annoyed now.

"Well that's because… um because…" Zexion trailed off. Demyx was right, if he wasn't trying to act and sound like Demyx, then he didn't have to try and act how Zexion would.

"All right fine, but now we got to solve the reasoning behind this," Zexion said before taking a seat at the table. "I don't know why we've swapped bodies… but there has to be some reason. Most likely we need to do some scans and checks."

"Hmm so doing some sciency things, got it. That might help," Demyx replied.

Once again Zexion cringed having to hear his voice say 'sciency things'. He was a scientist, and having to hear himself say such childish words hurt his ears. But he knew not to press on the matter anymore, it was not the main problem at hand.

"Yes, that's right. But first we gotta figure out if anything strange has happened to either of us recently," Zexion replied.

"Oh, yeah! That makes a lot of sense. Oh oh! Wait a minute, I think I got something perfect for this sciency thinking moment," Demyx ran out of the room quickly.

Zexoin sighed briefly before Demyx returned back into the room. Now Zexion could see that on his own face that Demyx had put on a pair of rectangular glasses. "There! Now I'm ready to talk weird science things."

"Hey!" Zexion shouted, pushing himself up from the table. "Where did you find those?!"

Demyx, though technically Zexion's face, looked at him dumbfounded. "Uh… I found them on your dresser. I didn't know that you wore glasses though."

Zexion straighten up. "I… I don't really need them. My vision is perfectly fine without them, but they are mainly for reading! Okay?"

"Aw but you look pretty cute with them," Demyx replied as he adjusted them. "You should wear them more often."

"Th-This is not the time to flirt with me Demyx! We have to deal with this matter!"

Demyx stared for a moment before he started to laugh. Zexion was still a bit frustrated, but now he just felt confused by what he was seeing. "Now what's so funny?"

Demyx wiped away a tear from his eye before he managed to calm himself down. "It's just funny. I never thought I would ever see myself get all shy and flustered. It's pretty funny to see."

"Not. The. Time," Zexion hissed, though that just caused Demyx to laugh even more. "And I am not shy or flustered."

"Either you aren't really mad, or I just am not that good at making an angry face," Demyx replied.

"Do you want to solve this or not!?"

"You know," Demyx replied as he walked over to Zexion. He swung an arm around his shoulder and pulled him close. "As weird as it is to be staring myself in the face, I think we should hold off on solving it. I think we could have a lot of fun."

"Demyx… no. We are not doing that. We need to solve this weird situation," Zexion replied, trying to sound as serious as he could despite having Demyx's voice come out.

"Hmmm nah," Demyx replied. "Let's haves some fun first. I bet all the girls in town are going to swoon over you once they see you playing guitar with these glasses on."

Zexion's eyes widened. "Demyx… you wouldn't dare."

"Oh, but I would," Demyx replied before smirking. It was such a Demyx smirk and it was clearly obvious it did not belong on Zexion's face. "Try and stop me."

Zexion tried to grab a hold of Demyx, but he moved away and ran over to the other side of the table. "Demyx stop this childish antic!"

Demyx stuck out his tongue, yet another cringe worthy thing Zexion wished he didn't have to see 'himself' perform. And he knew standing around staring wouldn't get anything solved or stopped. He had to try and get Demyx to stop before anything else could happen.

"Call off this game Demyx! This is not the time to be acting like this!" Zexion shouted as he tried to make a grab for Demyx, but he moved out of the way in time.

"But come on Zexi," Demyx taunted. "We could have some real fun with this. Think of all the fun things we could do or say as each other."

"No. I do not want to do any of that. And please… do not make myself say 'Zexi'."

Demyx smirked again. "Aw you don't like that, Zexi? That's too bad, cause I think it's pretty funny."

"It's not!"

"Oh, yes it is," Demyx said, now using a more sing-song voice. "And I am going to keep at it. Cause you can't stop me."

Demyx took off running towards the front door and swung it open. Zexion found himself surprised at how fast he saw himself run. He already knew he wasn't much of an exerciser, but he knew Demyx wasn't either, so it was still surprising either way.

He was already running down the block as fast as he could by the time Zexion the front of the house. He cursed under his breath as he saw Demyx run off. He was about to run after him when he looked down again to see he was still in a tank top and boxers. Quickly he ran upstairs and headed into his room to grab some clothes.

Despite looking like Demyx, he still felt it would be best to cover up and be decent. As much as he would want to embarrass Demyx in public walking around like this… he didn't want to get him in trouble. At least not in trouble by the authorities. Once he got his hands on Demyx, he would he would make him pay.

Well… more of he would get his hands on him, find a way to swap them back and then he would make him pay. But for now he was stuck as Demyx, going to go chase after Zexion before he gave a performance in the park.


Yes by the title, this is the first one, and there will be a few more. But who they will be? That is the secret! Hope you enjoyed!