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NOTE: If you NEVER read my afterthought at the bottom, NOW is the time to read it, please! Kthnx! ;)


What?

What?

For a minute, all Zexion could was stare at Demyx, dumbfounded. "What... you.... I.... what?" he spluttered. There must be something wrong with his hearing. Demyx didn't just say that. He didn't. It's impossible. Unbelievable. Unthinkable. Incomprehensible. Zexion backed away from Demyx like a frightened animal. He backed up to the wall and slid to the floor. "You.... like.... me?" he said faintly. Now Demyx looked concerned. "....Yeah. I do. I have for a long time." He looked like he was going to say more, but Zexion shook his head violently. "No. That's not true. You're lying! LIAR!" he screamed. Demyx was beginning to look very alarmed. "Zexy, what-"

"NO! Don't say anything else! I don't want to hear your lies! You can't like me! I'm not worth it! I'm not worth liking! Demyx, you're perfect. You can't like a fuck-up like me! You can't! You're lying! You're.... you were faking this whole time weren't you? It was a joke, wasn't it? To make fun of me? Go on, admit it! That's all everyone does! I don't believe it! I trusted you! I told you everything! I knew I shouldn't have. A perfect guy like you can't care about a guy like me!" Zexion covered his ears and shut his eyes tight, blocking Demyx's lying words, his beautiful, lying face. "Go away! Tell your friends your joke worked. Tell them you actually had me convinced for a while. Laugh at me with them. Go on! I deserve it! Leave me alone!"

He waited one minute. Two minutes. Three. He opened his eyes. They were both gone. He sighed. His tears came again, hot and bitter. It was all a lie. He'd been tricked. Demyx tricked him. He lured Zexion in with his honey-smooth voice, and then sprung the trap. He couldn't believe it. I told you everything. I told you something no one else knows. I... trusted you. But of course it was a lie. Why wouldn't it be? You're golden. I'm shit. I was so damn moonstruck, I gave in to your pretty, lying eyes. He wrapped his arms tightly around his knees and just sat there, head down, letting the tears flow.

After who knew how long, he finally stopped crying. He still just sat there for another minute, taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself. When he was calm, he shakily stood up. He looked over at the clock. It was halfway through the third class of the day. I'll just stay here for the rest of the day. I don't think I'd be able to handle going to class right now. He went back over to the bed and laid down, running a hand through his hair agitatedly.

Not too long after that, the nurse came back. She looked over at him as she walked in the door. "Oh, you're finally awake. I'm sorry, but there was an emergency down by the Gym. Weren't those two boys looking after you?" Zexion nodded. "They were here when I woke up. They left when they were sure I'd be okay," he lied. The nurse smiled brightly. "Oh. Okay then. Do you feel okay to go back to class?" Zexion shook his head. "I don't think so. My head feels like it's splitting in half." That wasn't necessarily a lie. His head did hurt, but not for the reason she'd think, and that wasn't why he wanted to stay. The nurse frowned. "Oh. Do you want me to get you some ice?" she offered. He shook his head again. "I'll just lay here for a while, see if I feel better in a little bit. If not I'll just go home." The nurse nodded. "If you go home, get a ride from someone else. You shouldn't drive if your head hurts." she warned. "I know." Zexion responded. The nurse went into her office and closed the door quietly. Zexion turned over on his side, curling up in a tight ball. Like anyone would ever want to give me a ride, he thought. He closed his eyes. Another tear fell onto the bed sheet.

He was still lying there, just like that, when the last bell rang. The day was over. Finally. He stiffly uncurled from his ball, then stood up and passed a hand over his face wearily. The nurse's office was on the other side of the school from the parking lot. He'd have to brave all of the most crowded hallways. He cautiously poked his head out the door. There was no one in this hall yet. He made his way down it, keeping flat to the wall. When he got halfway to the corner, the crowd arrived. The usual giant mass of kids all going the same way, and bringing him along with them. He kept his head down as he wove through the throng, in case anyone recognized him.

He finally got to the parking lot, and looked around for his car. He headed towards it, still keeping his head down. When he got to it, he stopped in his tracks. There was someone sitting next to the driver's side door. Zexion took another step forward, then another. He caught a glimpse of blond hair. His heart stopped. "Demyx?" he said in disbelief. The boy looked up. It was indeed Demyx, but his eyes were red and his face was tear-stained. "You couldn't have left early, so I came to wait." His usually beautiful voice was cracked and hoarse. Zexion's eyes widened. "What happened to you?" he gasped. Demyx sniffled and looked down at the ground. "....Zexion... did you really think I was lying? Why would you think that?" he asked softly. Zexion flinched in surprise. He was silent for a moment. "Of course I think that." he whispered. "Why? Because I'm a fuck-up, Demyx. I'm a piece of shit, and you're the most perfect guy in the whole world. You can't like me. You just can't." Demyx looked back up at him, angry now. "Stop saying that!" he said sharply.

"Stop saying what?"

"That you're a fuck-up! Stop saying that! You're not! So you made a mistake. Big deal!"

"It is a big deal!" Zexion hissed. "It's not just a mistake. It's the worst mistake anyone could ever make. And it's a mistake that I've been making for two years, fully aware that it was a mistake, and fully capable of stopping! Yet, I didn't! I still haven't! My life is screwed! I'm going to end up in jail, at worst. At best, I'll be living on the streets because my job won't pay enough, and I'll be spending all my money on drugs and I won't pay bills. I'm the same as every other druggie in the world, Demyx! Why would things end up any different for me?" he was screaming again now. Demyx stood up, and took a step closer. "Who says all of that will happen? You can stop it from happening!" he growled.

"I could, but I won't. No one's given me any reason too. If you haven't noticed yet, I'm selfish, Demyx. I'm not going to go through hell by withdrawal symptoms for no damn reason!"

"You've got plenty of reasons. And you're not selfish, Zexion. Didn't you say you take care of your mother every day? A selfish guy wouldn't do shit for their sick mother, not without good reason. Why don't you just accept what I said! Every word I said was true! I'm not cruel. I don't play sick jokes like that. I said it, and I meant it!"

Zexion was silent for a moment. "You couldn't have meant it. It's not possible." he stated. Demyx scowled. He came up to the blue-haired teenager, his eyes glinting sharply. "You think so, huh?" he said quietly. He grabbed the other boy's shoulders and pulled him close, so close Zexion could feel Demyx's breath on his neck. "You're wrong." Demyx whispered. His voice was silky sweet again, musical and perfect. "You're wrong." he repeated, his beautiful face coming closer every second, until their lips met.

Zexion's eyes widened. He froze in place. His heart, his stupid heart, was fluttering madly. No. Stop. You can't do this. You're not supposed to.... He was melting like butter. His protests were falling away. Why wasn't Demyx supposed to do this? Why was Demyx a liar? Zexion couldn't think straight. When Demyx pulled away, the blue-haired teenager gasped, lightheaded. He'd forgotten to breathe. Demyx took a step back, smiling now. His smile was just the same as ever, shining and perfect. His eyes sparkled. "Do you believe me now?" he asked softly. Zexion slowly raised his hand to his lips. They tingled slightly. His hand was shaking, but not from withdrawal. He slowly sank to the ground, letting his hand fall back to his side. "Why? Why do you like me? Why me? Why not someone.... better?" Demyx sighed, and held out a hand to Zexion. Zexion hesitated for a second, then took his hand. Demyx helped him stand up, then brushed the hair away from in front of Zexion's face. "Someone better? Zexy, I don't need anything better. No matter what you say, I'm not perfect. You're not worthless. You're wrong. You are worth it." Zexion frowned. No, he didn't believe that. Demyx knew it, too. "You are. I'll prove it to you. Every day. I'll prove it to you again and again, until you finally believe me." Zexion took a step back, his hair falling back into place, and looked away. "You'd be wasting your time." he mumbled. Demyx shook his head. "No. Every second will be worth it, once you finally see. I'll wait for you forever. You'll see eventually."

Zexion turned back to face the blond boy. Demyx's aqua green eyes glittered with determination. When he spoke, it was music in the air. When he smiled, it was a treasure, a perfect treasure. It was gentle and kind, and warm. Every time Zexion saw it, he could feel a tiny section of his heart thaw, a tiny part of his brain give in. Maybe... maybe he could prove it. Maybe, someday, Zexion would believe him. Maybe. Just maybe. Maybe, the white daisy could cure him, bring him back from the filth he was immersed in. Maybe. Zexion slowly smiled, a tiny, hesitant smile. "Maybe I will. I hope so."

~End~


AFTERTHOUGHT: ok, I SWEAR by all that is holy to me that I did NOT plan on only having 6 chapters! (I'm not counting the preview, I'm probably going to delete it soon. It WAS only a preview.) I was just writing this chapter yesterday, and the closer I got to finishing, the more I was thinking, 'crap, it sounds like an ending'. Now it is an ending. I'm sad to see it go like this. T_T BUT! Because I love this story, and to prevent you all from killing me in my sleep because it's over so soon, I'm making a sequel as SOON as I get back on Sunday! :D It will be set RIGHT after this, no time gap at all. So this may be the end of this fanfiction, but it's NOT the end of the story! :D YAYZ! XD I'll hopefully have the first chapter up by Sunday or Monday, mkay? I think it'll be called 'Flower Melodies' or something like that, to continue the theme of a 'white daisy'. Look for it on Monday! ;) Until then, my lovely fans! *ish shot* X_x ok, ok, I'll do it again. Until then, lovely Zemyx fans! :D SEEYA! ^w^

P.S. No one's read my AkuRoku story yet. :( While I'm gone, why don't some of you take a look at it? I think it's lonely all by itself. XD