21.

"Zexyyy~!"

"Hello, Demyx." Zexion greeted quasi-enthusiastic, keeping his eyes on Robert Ludlum. His boyfriend plopped down beside him under the tree and kissed his cheek. He responded by rotating his neck 45° and kissing the air in the blond's direction.

"How was philosophy?" He chirped.

"Insightful." Zexion replied simply and a little deadpanned. "How was math?"

Demyx instantly deflated and hugged his knees to his chest. "You know how it went…" Zexion replaced his Little Mermaid bookmark (a gift from Demyx, he swears) and shut Matarese Circle to look at him. "I failed another quiz," he mumbled, fingering through his bag to show the offending paper to his genius of a boyfriend.

Indigo eyes scrutinized the top right corner where a '46' was scrawled and circled in red. He looked at the majority of incorrect answers with confusion. "Dem, we went over this just last night. What happened?"

"I don't know!" He wailed. "I thought I understood it." Demyx crouched over his knees, hiding his eyes.

"We reviewed that the sine law was for two given sides and an opposite angle."

"Uhuh."

"Then why did you use cosine?"

"Because I found the contained angle anyway!" Demyx did find cosine to be easier.

"You subtracted the sum from 360."

"So?"

"It's 180, hun…"

Demyx screamed throatily into his arms. Zexion put the quiz down and rubbed his crouching back. Demyx was a senior trying to get past grade-ten algebra. Zexion didn't know what the problem was. They would review for hours and hours, and Demyx would know everything. Then when the tests came, he seemed to have forgotten the first few (minor, but still important to the process) things they studied. Zexion started to feel short breaths coming in shakes.

"Dem, don't cry." He said softly. The blond lifted his head to reveal his pink eyes.

"You must be so embarrassed." He whispered, sniffling.

"Of what?"

"You, Zexion, Valedictorian of 2010, getting into his university of choice on a scholarship, top of all his classes, is going out with a loser who's failing at kiddie stuff. That's rich..."

Zexion's eyebrows knit together. "You know that's not true."

"Of course it is. You're good at everything you take. A guy like you should even be seen with a guy like me." Demyx was never this sad. It was a wonder he knew how to frown.

"That's just because all the classes I take are basically the same thing." He reasoned. "Biology, chemistry, physics; all math and science. Don't you remember freshmen year? I wasn't too good in music, but I took it."

"You still got by with an 87 and you play the piano better than me!"

Zexion sighed. "Demyx, I could care less about what level of math you're at. In fact, I like that I can spend all those hours studying with you. It gives me a chance to analyze how you think and I get to see you concentrating. …It's rather cute." He mumbled that last bit. "But most of all, I know that math isn't your thing," he said simply. "I think I've known you long enough to notice that you're amazing when it comes to music and arts." He placed his hand over top Demyx's arm for emphasis. "And you are just as good at those, as I am in physics." Zexion smirked.

The blond senior widened his eyes at that. Physics was Zexion's best subject. His prime rib. The swiss of the chocolate. The reason his GPA was a solid 4.0. "You really mean that?" he asked quietly. Zexion leaned forward and kissed him. He instantly melted and let Zexion nibble his lips. When they slowly pulled apart, Demyx smiled, relieved. "Aww, Zexy," he said affectionately, "you really must love me, if you're putting up with all of this from me."

The slate-haired senior just rolled his eyes, pulled Demyx closer to him, and reopened his suspense/mystery novel. Demyx giggled like his normal self and turned his head to kiss Zexion on the cheek. "And I love you too ~."

The two remained like that for the remained of the period. When their spare was nearly finished, Zexion stood up first and helped Demyx. "Huh, that was weird." Demyx dusted off the grass on his pants. "You were optimistic and I was emo." Zexion just rolled his eyes and silently took his boyfriend's hand.


Roxas and Hayner made their way into the boys' change room at the start of period 3. "So you finally decided to show your face." Hayner said shrugging off his jacket and shirt.

"Yeah, couldn't stand being away from you for so long," he cooed, stepping out of his red and black sneakers. "Hope I didn't miss anything too exciting."

Hayner pulled the ugly white gym shirt over his blond head. "Nah, school's a drag as usual." Roxas was relieved. If Hayner was his typical easily-gets-bored self, then he really didn't miss anything of any importance.

"Great. I'm glad I had more fun sleeping my ass off than being stuck here." They chuckled, then Roxas caught sight of a few upperclassmen on the other side of the room . "Hey look, it's Seifer. He hasn't given you a whole lot of trouble while I was gone, right?"

Hayner was focusing on get in his gym shorts on. "Uh, no… not really."

"He's coming this way." The senior, wearing only his school pants and that ridiculous beanie, approached the two boys. Roxas scowled and immediately went into 'defence mode,' ready to retaliate just like old times. Seifer strode closer with that pompous grin, but there was something different in the look the senior was giving them.

Roxas couldn't put his finger on it and that's when Hayner stepped in front of him and blurted, "Okay, you have to understand. I lied; a lot of things happened while you were away." He talked with a hint of panic and wide eyes, and then built arms appeared around his neck.

Roxas snarled at Seifer behind a startled Hayner. Wait- startled? Not pissed off? Not preparing to rip the offending limbs off? No, and was he… leaning in to the man's touch?

"WOAH," was all he could say. "Woah. Woah. Wait a sec-." He gaped at the pair. "You.. you guys," Hayner watched, concerned as he stuttered. He pointed to his best friend, "You," he pointed to Seifer, "and YOU?"

"You got a problem with that, lamer?" Seifer narrowed his eyes. Well, Roxas was glad some things remained the same. He'd be even more creeped out if they were those cutesy couples that sprout sunshine and rainbows (hehe) whenever they were together.

There was just something horribly wrong with thinking of Seifer and Hayner and saying 'couple' in Roxas' head… "That's weirder than you going out with…" he pulled a name out of his ass, "Setzer!"

"Do I look like Olette to you?"

"Olette's going out with Setzer?" Roxas stared wide-eyed.

"Yes." Hayner said, simply.

"College guy, Setzer…?"

"Yes." Seifer smirked from behind Hayner's ear.

"I'll-make-it-worth-your-while Setzer?"

"Yes."

"Drama-loving, purple-wearing, ass-whistles-every-time-he-jumps Setz-?"

"YES!" They yelled in unison.

"…Woah."


"I never thought you were gay." Roxas said as the class did warm-ups.

"I'm not." Hayner squinted. "And don't say I'm 'Seifer-sexual.' That term is over-used and it isn't funny. No matter how much it actually applies in this case…"

Roxas smirked and overly shrugged with his arms perpendicular in front of him. "When did you get together?"

"Umm, two-three weeks ago?" They stood and pulled up their left leg behind them to stretch. Roxas smirking as Hayner wobbled a little bit.

"How did it happen?" Seifer and Hayner have been rivals since diapers. Through the taunts before every game they'd play in gym, to the face-offs in the halls, you'd think they'd be knocking on each other's coffins telling each other how stupid they were.

"Well, we were wrestling…"

Roxas fell over.


Yay for Zemyx and Hayfer~!

LOL, sorry Demyx was OC here, but I thought it would work ;]
OMG. IT TOOK ME AN HOUR TO FIGURE OUT WHAT FEASIBLE PROBLEM DEMYX WOULD HAVE IN MATH. THAT'S HOW MUCH I HATE IT Dx

I tried thinking about that stuff we did in class… -blank-

If I can get them done, the next part will be up almost immediately after this one.

Fillers fillers fillers x]

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Hope you liked it~!

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