Omg it is another story. Goddamn. . Well, its pairing that is really rare on ffnet, well on anywhere really. I hope you all enjoy it. ^^ Thanks to the few of you that reviewed or messaged me about this story! I appreciate your comments!

Warnings: Yaoi (which means guys are loving guys), more than likely bad language, horrible school grades, stereotypical high school B.S., possible OOC, and alternate universe. Oh and clichés. Lots and lots of clichés.

Pairing: ZexSo (HOLY SNAP!!), possible mentions of AkuRoku, RiSo, LeCl and more… I think

Academia

Chapter Two: Escapist

Zexion moved to leave the classroom, ignoring the curious look Leon shot him. Zexion was undoubtedly paler than before, and his eyes were glassy. Zexion managed a small smile to Sora. "Hello again." Sora's large smile dazzled Zexion, the brunette following the blue haired boy out of the room.

"I didn't know you were so smart Zexion," Sora tried starting casual conversation, sounding sheepish. "I have such a hard time in math. Roxy can do math no problem; he is in the same math class as Riku." Zexion paused mid-step. The two had almost reached the senior's locker, the very spot the two officially met only five and a half hours beforehand.

"T-then why isn't Roxas tutoring you, i-if you do not mind my questioning." Zexion mentally cursed himself in thirteen different languages for stuttering. Way to sound intelligent! He chastised.

Through the fringe covering his right eye, Zexion saw the thin junior shrug. "He used to have no problem with it, but recently Roxy won't help me." The brunette pouted and a thrill shot through Zexion. Did Sora even realized how extremely kissable it made him when he did that? Don't look Zex, don't look! Cease and desist! "So I asked Riku, and even he, my best friend since before I could walk, told me no." The pout slightly disappeared, and Zexion took a calming breath. They reached Zexion's locker, the senior quickly throwing the door open and grabbing only the bare minimum necessary for homework, and his insanely large romance book in a dark black book cover. "I kind of gave up begging and finally asked Professor Lionheart for help."

Zexion nodded, following the train completely. However, this steam powered engine decided to make an unplanned stop. Why would Roxas suddenly stop tutoring his younger twin brother? Zexion filed the thought for debate later, he couldn't afford to get stuck debating with himself around Sora. "Where do you want to go?" Reluctantly Zexion turned to his crush, nervously worrying his bottom lip.

Sora's smile seemed to get brighter, if possible. "Maybe we can go to a café or something… that is…" Sora dropped his gaze to the ground, "unless you want to tutor me at your house or mine."

Zexion should have seen the comment coming. Zexion had been over to Sora and Roxas's house on numerous occasions, however Zexion had never been in the house at the same time as Sora. The two always missed each other, thus the reason they never met until now. Getting over his shock, Zexion cleared his throat. "I can tutor you at your house if you wish, I have no preference."

"Okay," Sora's voice was light, "Let's start walking then." Zexion followed the bouncing brunette, trying to keep up with his random tangents in conversation. Zexion managed to catch that Sora and Riku went running every morning, usually on the beach. Sometimes Roxas and Axel would pick the duo up at the end of the run, all four heading back to Sora and Roxas's house for breakfast. Axel and Roxas usually would leave early, both having a zero hour course. "I just don't understand how they can go to school so early! It's insane!"

The two had easily covered three neighborhoods in Sora's monologue, only a few houses down from the townhouse Sora and Roxas shared with their mother, Aerith. The wonderfully sweet brunette cared for a huge garden that somehow only flourished in her backyard. The closest garden to her size was owned by Marluxia, a local florist shop owner with cotton candy pink hair.

Zexion chuckled slightly, "One might think the same about your running in the morning."

Sora's head whipped over to look at Zexion. "Oh my god, you actually spoke." Zexion shot the brunette a look, one that conveyed shock. "I was almost thinking you were mute or something."

"You heard me speak this morning."

Sora turned thoughtful, "oh yeah!" Zexion shook his head in disbelief. He was crushing on this airhead? What had the world come to? "Well…" Sora began again. "Because you've been so quiet, I was wondering if I imagined you talking or something earlier. It was kind of bizarre." Zexion just gave a small smile, the two stopping just outside the door. "Here we are!" Sora grabbed Zexion's hand, the one that wasn't needed to carry his books and dragged him inside.

All the while, Zexion's brain chanted, he's touching you! Zexion flushed, his mind almost going as far to say as, I am never washing this hand. Ever. The blue eyed blue-tressed boy chuckled slightly at his own stupidity as Sora led him to the living room. "Here, sit down. I'll go get us something to drink." Sora grinned, running into the kitchen attached by a small door.

Zexion examined the room, as he always did when visiting. Aerith had the habit of adding new items, or changing things around in the house quite frequently, and Zexion always tried to spot them from memory. The walls were still a crème, the windows draped in a peanut butter fabric. The couches were now slip covered with a chocolate brown jersey fabric, and the coffee tables covered with the peanut butter color. Stepping farther into the room, Zexion noted Aerith moved the family photos to the west wall, the last items to be seen until you stepped fully into the room. The small television, very rarely used in the busy family, was against the north wall, surrounded by abstract shaped canvas, the different shapes all having either one of the chocolate, the peanut butter or the crème color.

He finally sat on the couch, nearest the coffee table and pulled out a notebook. With a deep breath, Zexion leaned back and opened his large romance novel. He was in the middle of Pride and Prejudice, probably going to be his favorite romance book ever. The interactions between Lizzy and Mr. Darcy were always intriguing, and Zexion had read the book approximately thirteen times since its purchase the week before.

"Zexion?" The blue-tressed boy flinched radically, his eyes staring up at the figure before him. Oh thank god, it was only Roxas. Roxas!

"Why aren't you tutoring Sora?"

Roxas grinned, the boyish smile almost terrifying the way it spread across his face. It was a smile one could only learn from being around Axel for so long. "I got sick of all his useless questions. He obviously wasn't learning from me." Zexion raised an eyebrow, the blond spiky haired boy sitting to his left. "So… you're here to tutor Sor?"

"Mr. Lionheart asked me to."

"So Sora didn't ask you directly?"

"…no." Zexion closed his book, noting the page number and turned his full attention to the blond beside him. "Was he supposed to?"

Roxas met Zexion's gaze, the two staring. It was like a contest, both refusing to blink or look away first. This is how Sora found them, his head tilted slightly to the side similar to a puppy carrying two glasses of some kind of juice. "Guys?"

Roxas turned toward his younger brother first, inwardly cursing. He forced a smile on his face. "It's okay Sora. Zexion and I were just talking." Roxas stood, not meeting either gaze as he moved quickly into the kitchen. Zexion watched as Sora shrugged, obviously used to his brother's behavior and moved to take Roxas's vacated spot.

"I grabbed some pomegranate juice for you if that's alright. I didn't think you liked to drink soda." Sora placed the glass on a small coaster near Zexion. The brunette then placed his own to the side after taking a small sip.

Zexion nodded a quick 'thank you', sitting up once again in the chair. "What is it you would like to work on first?"

Sora was blushing as he pulled out his algebra book and notebook. "Don't laugh at me okay?" At this Zexion got worried. "I don't really understand the whole quadratic formula stuff." Sora stared at the floor in embarrassment.

With a small smile, Zexion leaned over and grabbed the book. "The quadratic formula is regular in mathematics. Once you are aware of the processes to solve it, the quadratic formula is quite effective." Zexion opened the book to the right page, laying it out on the table before them. "It is beneficial to memorize it as well, Mr. Lionheart does not allow references in exams."

Sora seemed to slump even more. "I'm going to pretend I understood everything you said right there."

Zexion bit his lip before continuing. "If you use it often enough, you will memorize it before you even knew it. Negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus four times A times C, all over two times A." Zexion rambled out, quickly jotting down the formula on a spare piece of paper in tidy scrawl.

Sora stared at him in practical awe. "How do you remember all of that?"

"…practice."

"oh."

Zexion glanced at the book. "Did Mr. Lionheart assign you any practice problems?" Sora responded by pulling out another sheet of paper, littered with questions. It looked like Mr. Lionheart's handwriting on a piece of printer paper. Zexion took a quick glance. "Okay, I recommend getting out another sheet of paper and work on that one."

Zexion sat back and watched as Sora bit his lip, trying to work on the first question. Zexion took a quick breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He blindly watched as Sora focused intently, even partially sticking his tongue out as his eyes bored into the paper. Zexion felt the blush working up on his face. Oh god, look somewhere else! Zexion let his eyes wander, seeing Roxas standing in the kitchen doorway watching the duo with a large grin. Zexion tried to ignore him and his gaze wandered again. This time his blue eyes rested on Sora's back, his lower back. The part that was faintly revealed with Sora leaning over to work on the problem. Zexion quickly turned his head, practically snapping his neck trying to glance away from the sight.

Roxas's chuckling filled the room. It was a sound of pure amusement, the sadist. The blue-tressed senior glared at the blond, a faint blush on his cheeks. The color was probably extremely visible against Zexion's snow pale skin. Sora glanced up, meeting the gaze of his older twin. Zexion watched as the twins had their usual silent conversation, Sora's face revealing his confusion. Roxas chuckled again at whatever it was that Sora asked, deciding to answer outloud. "Oh well, you see, Zexion was staring at a certain –"

Zexion panicked, faking a cough to get Sora's attention. Roxas smirked, catching onto what the senior was doing. Zexion stood up. "I apologize, but I have a prior engagement which I am afraid I will be late for." He proceeded to pick up his items and schooled an apologetic expression upon his face. "I apologize Sora."

Sora stood up, worry visible in his clear blue eyes. "Okay, then." He looked away, disappointment clearly showing in the way he held himself. "When should we meet again?"

Zexion shrugged, "When do you not have practice next?"

"Saturday."

"Then we'll meet Saturday." Zexion looked at the clock. "How does noon sound?"

"We can meet here." Sora smiled softly, glancing back at his still smirking brother behind him.

The blue haired boy nodded and walked to the door. "See you then." Before Sora and Roxas could say goodbye, Zexion was out the door and practically sprinting to his apartment.