A.N. So I'm gonna try doing POV's, which I've never really done before except in creative writing class once, and I know I write pretty crappy, but I promise I'm trying to get better. So please, keep reading? And again I'll apologize if their OOC. Cuz frankly, I like making them a bit different. Just to get them out of the rut. Ooh and no more smut till later. Sorry Candy-chan and Fangirls!! J And I'll also apologize for Zexion's attitude, he'll be a real bitch for a while.

Lots of apologies. I really suck. .

Disclaimer: I don't own KH or the characters. Unfortunately -wiggles eyebrows-!

Warning: this is a Yaoi Story. Which means guys are in love with each other. Sex will be a minimum for a while, since writing smut makes me giggle and blush a lot. :P and Language.

*Demyx's POV*

"So Sora killed you, big deal. He killed a lot of us." Axel said, ruffling his long hair. It was a bit disconcerting to see it down…it was still beautiful, just different. I actually liked it a bit. Not as much as Zexion's hair but still…Axel was sexy in a badass way.

"Yeah, but then Cosmos appeared. Like I'm guessing she did for you?" Axel nodded at my question. 'So I was there, in her palace-thingy. Groveling of course, what else would you do for a goddess." I paused, the images filling my mind. "She was beautiful, and kind. She told me that I shouldn't have died…that it wasn't 'my time'." Again Axel nodded at this statement.

I ran my fingers through my mull-hawk nervously. "She put her hand over my heart, and I felt it get put back. It was painful. More painful than I thought it would be, anyway. Then she said she was sending me to you, cuz you'd be able to help me adjust to 'the new life.'"

Axel snorted. "Yeah they have a lot of different stuff here. Mainly these really yummy things called 'smoothies' and of course 'chili-cheese fries'. 'Malls' are really cool too." I just sat there and stared at him. I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Anywho…So I was there…and she was about to send me here and I was like, 'What about my Zexion?'" I laughed. "She looked at me like, what the hell? And then realized what I was talking about." I drifted back into the memory of that…er…day? Night? Whatever you'd call it. After death experience? Gah, I don't know. I'm not good at words. Music yes, words no.

"Zexion?" that timeless voice had asked. "What about him?"

I looked up, into her eyes, and lost myself in the forever that seemed to reside there. "I don't want to live without my Zexion…" I told her.

She looked troubled. "Zexion…is a special case. I've been trying to put him back together, but it's been really hard." she smiled at my puzzled look, "Even for a Goddess. Riku, he totally tore Zexion to shreds with his darkness." (a.n. I dint play the game I read the books. So idk if that's totally right, but just deal with it)

I cried out. "But, but you can fix it right? You're a Goddess!" I felt tears run down my face. This was not the way it was supposed to be. And, gods, it was so painful! This heart, that I worked so hard to get back…it hurt me so very, very much.

"I can…" she paused. "But there will still be damage. It wasn't just his body, his soul and his heart; even though it wasn't with him, were destroyed as well. It was all I could do to gather the pieces together."

She stepped off of her dais, and hugged me softly, motherly. I, a regular human being, was being hugged by the Goddess! I paused at that thought, then wrapped my arms around her and bawled in her shoulder.

"What is he crying for, Mother?" a voice asked from the shadows.

My head jerked up, and the Goddess shushed the voice. "Not now, you're not ready!"

A cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows. DareIhope? I thought to myself fiercely. The figure pulled back its hood and-

There he was. My beautiful, slate haired boyfriend. With a cry of joy, I shot out of her arms and proceeded to glomp him. Bending down, I tasted his lips, the ones that I had missed for so long. All those years, that I had been alone after Riku had killed my Zexion, the came rushing back at me as I kissed him, deeply and passionately, my tongue seeking entrance. I would have deepened it but-

He didn't respond at all. Breaking off, I peered down at him, confused. Was this not my Zexion? Could he somehow be a different one?

"That's called a kiss, Zexion." Cosmos whispered silently.

"I don't think I really like it, Mother." he said, bored.

I looked up at the glowing woman, hurt and betrayal shooting across my face.

"Demyx…come here for a minute…" she whispered, and gestured for me to stand with her.

Standing up, I got off of my grey love.

"Aren't you going to apologize to me, boy?" he asked. "You attacked me, you know." looking into my face, he looked confused for a moment, and then the Zexy mask was back on. Reaching up (because I am after all, a few inches taller than him) he captured one of my tears on his finger. "Boy, why are you crying?" (a.n. I know I know. How horrible am I? I just couldn't resist though!)

"Zexion, go read your book." Cosmos shook her hand dismissively.

"Yes, Mother." and walking out of the room, he disappeared around a corner. I watched as the only person I loved left me behind.

"Wh-what's wrong with him?" I asked, between the tears.

She sighed, and in that moment I realized it must be very, very hard being a Goddess.

"He's not quite finished. But now that you're here, you can help me out."

The memories faded, and I realized I had told it all to Axel without even trying. Guess I'm just fuckin' twisted like that, hmm?

"So, Cosmos had you help her put him back together?" Axel asked. He scooted over to me and put an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. "I'm sorry Demyx. It has to be hard. Ya know, your gonna have to top now, hmm?"

"Who's topping who?" Roxas asked, as he stepped into the room, and sat on Axel's lap. Removing his arm from my shoulders, he wrapped it around the other blonde's waist.

"Nothing, love." he said, nuzzling Roxas' neck.

"You're getting hard again." Roxas laughed, shifting uncomfortably. Axel hissed, breathing in quick. Roxas blushed. "I think I'll sit really, really still now. Moving didn't help a bit."

I laughed, and then choked as Zexion came into the room. Not only had Roxas dressed him, he had totally made him over. His hair was carefully fixed over his right eye, and eyeliner was applied thickly on his left. Black, skinny pants and a tight black shirt with some kind of brown cartoon character covered his chest. But the tight clothes accented his body a lot…I could feel my attraction for this man I loved (I was getting a bit hard, too). I was just about to glomp him, and glomp him hard, my big grin making my face hurt a bit when-

One thought sobered me up. This man…he was the one that didn't remember me at all, the one that didn't seem to like me in the least. The one I loved with all my being. Looking down, I buried my face in my hands.

Needless to say, I wasn't grinning anymore.

*Zexion's POV*

(a.n. quick not. Anything that Zexy isn't sure of, I.e. emotions or terms he doesn't know, will have apostrophes around them)

* (see?)

I walked behind 'Roxas'* slowly, the clothes he let me wear were very comfortable. Way more comfortable than the ones I had been wearing.

And this stuff on my eyes…it looks…'good'? I thought to myself. But the emotion I knew I should be feeling, 'pridehappinesscontentment', just didn't seem to surface.

I began to wonder, with a slight hint of 'fear' (since my mind only seemed to hint at 'feelings' …), if Mother had put me back together right. Had something gone wrong?

Or was I just really fucked up?

I could feel something missing on the inside…like I was in a room without any light. I mentally shook my head. I was a fuck up, it seemed.

I walked past the hallway and entered the living room, and then froze. That blonde idiot…he had the hugest 'grin' on his face…I saw his body tense, as if he was going to spring at me, and I froze for just a millisecond.

That seemed to be all it took, the one minute when my carefully composed mask slipped, it was enough to make him stop.

And for some reason, I didn't want him too. I felt 'hurt' when he didn't jump up and, as he called it, 'glomp' me. Like ha had done to my Mother when she sent use here, and deemed me 'fixed.'

I think she was wrong. Even though Mother was supposed to never be wrong…I don't think that I'm okay.

I think I'm still broken. But that's just me. Maybe I'm supposed to be so…empty?

A.N. So…what did you think? R&R pleeeease?? Pwetty pwetty please?? O.o