-o-x-Chapter 7-x-o-

"Roxy!" Demyx pounced on Roxas as soon as he walked through the door. Of course, Roxas was surprised, but it was nothing compared to the look on Zexion's face, poor kid... "Oh my god! A friend too! Roxas has a friend!" Demyx started dancing round the room chanting this over and over. Roxas raised his eyebrows and Zexion stood, staring at Demyx.

Marluxia must have heard the commotion Demyx was making because he walked into the room, carrying a bottle of what looked suspiciously like hair-dye. It slipped out of his hands when he saw Roxas and Zexion.

"Ohh. My. Gawd! Is that your natural hair colour?!" He asked staring at Zexion hair in awe.

Nervously, Zexion nodded, and Demyx was frowning at Marluxia.

"You see," The pink-haired boy started, grabbing some of Zexion hair, "This is the colour I want."

The room fell silent; it was like one of those weird 'wild-west' movies, just before the 'shoot out'. Then Demyx said:

"Wow, Marly… You really out-gayed yourself…" Marluxia rolled his eyes and walked out eyes and walked out of the room, not before picking up the bottle of course.

"So, what's your name, friend-of-Roxas?" Demyx asked, grinning at the boy. They were about the same height (maybe Demyx was a little taller), despite the age difference, though Demyx was quite short. Roxas rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa.

"Zexion." He said it carefully, slowly, as if Demyx was some mental lunatic. Or an old-age pensioner.

Demyx stopped. He blinked and looked taken aback. "Zexion?" he asked, walking slowly over to him.

"Yes?" asked Zexion. Demyx held up his hands as if to touch Zexion's face.

"Zexion...?" Demyx's hand dropped to his side.

Axel's head poked out from around the fridge to see the "new-comer". Roxas felt a slight leap in his stomach that surprised him so much he almost fell off the sofa, steadying himself only just in time. He hugged his knees to his chest, wondering why he had just experienced a burst of sudden happiness.

A slight frown found it's way onto Axel's face when his eyes settled on Zexion. "What's your name again?" The redhead asked.

Zexion didn't seem to have heard so Roxas answered for him, "He's called Zexion."

Axel's face dropped. The carton of milk he was holding slipped from between his slim fingers and smashed on the floor.

Roxas looked perplexed; wondering what on earth was going on.

Demyx kept opening his mouth and closing it again; unable to find the right words to say. It suddenly must have become too much for Demyx. He ran at Zexion and enveloped him in a huge hug, squeezing him so hard you would question whether Zexion was still able to breath.

Roxas frowned as a couple of tears slipped down his cousin's oddly mournful face.

Then there was the click of a key in a lock and the door burst open. Sora came tumbling in, laughing at something Tidus had just said. His smile faltered as his clear, bright, blue eyes fell upon the strange scene currently taking place in the kitchen.

His eyes wandered from the gaping Axel to the surprised Zexion to the sobbing Demyx and finally resting on the spilt milk. There was a brief, uncomfortable pause then Sora said, slowly.

"It's alright Demyx, there's no need to cry over spilt milk…"

Axel looked like he wanted to laugh at that, his mouth twitched upwards slightly before dropping again. He sighed and started to clean up the mess. Roxas sat there, perplexed as Demyx only clutched onto Zexion tighter, Zexion's arms slowly wound round Demyx's waist, making Demyx take one last sob before drying his eyes and looking into Zexion's face again.

Then he grabbed Zexion's hand and dragged him to his bedroom.

Roxas paused, the question: 'What the fuck?' seemed to suit the occasion and he was just about to say it before Axel plonked himself next to Roxas, an arm sneakily going over his shoulders. "So, Rox," he said. Roxas cringed at the nickname. "Because your brother has very rudely abandoned me, I'll interrogate you about your first two days at our CrapHole of a school."

Roxas groaned and sunk down into the sofa, this was going to be a long evening…

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AN: Bwahhahaha. Poor Roxas. I have just started on chapter Eight so that should be done soon. But i have been old to wait longer before I update so, lets say i was to get to 35 reviews? I'm pretty sure that enough people that this on Story Alert to make it have that many reviews. D

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