Hey guys I want to thank With-All-Hearts and Shadowroxas101 for reviewing my story, I hope more of you will. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I will hopefully get better since school has started and I need something other than homework to do.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts no matter how much I wish I did.

Summary: Demyx's life had never been easy but he always put up a good front and pushed through it, though he never really enjoyed life until Zexion Schemer moved in and turned his and all their friends' lives around. Old wounds are opened, and secrets are revealed.

Warnings: there is Yaoi, rape and lemon in later chapters and child abuse and regular teen drama

Anyway on to the story…

"Zexion."

"Demyx?"

"Zexion."

"Demyx, WAKE UP!"

SPLASH

"AHH," Demyx screamed as he was so rudely awoken from a dream, where he and Zexion were dancing on the beach, laughing and singing as the sunset. It was a beautiful dream and he never wanted it to end but of course Axel and his bucket of ice water got in the way.

Sitting up, Demyx shot a glare at said redhead and growled, "God damn it Axel, why the hell did you do that?"

Axel just smirked and said, "But Dem, you looked like you could use a cold shower, I mean with all you're dreaming about Zexion."

Demyx could feel the blood rush to his face and he jumped from his bed and tackled Axel, who was laughing at the blush across Demyx's face. They rolled on the ground like a bunch of kindergarteners until there was a shoot from downstairs, "Damn it boys it is six am and I do not need this. Now stop whatever you are doing or so help me, I will come up there and force you to stop."

At the threat of their mother coming upstairs, the boys stopped and as they stood, Demyx pushed Axel to the floor, and ran to the bathroom. It was the first day of school and the boys shared a bathroom and well, hair like theirs' didn't do itself.

Demyx decided to wear a pair of black skinny jeans with a sky-blue and blacked checkered shirt and blue conversed. He also decided to wear blue and black bracelets on his left hand, and a pink bracelet with the breast cancer sign, which he never took off, because his mother was a survivor and he never want to forget how they almost lost her. On his right arm was a blue and black checkered wristband.

Demyx walked into the kitchen and smiled as he saw the smorgasbord of food that lay before him. On the table were pancakes, bacon, sausage, watermelon, waffles, and grapes, with orange juice to drink. He sat down and began to eat, as his mother came in and he smiled at her with a mouth full of food.

"Demyx, please, I know, you know, that I love sea food but I do not want to see your food."

Demyx swallowed and then laughed at his mother. "Ahh, Mom, you make the best food, how could I not want to share it with you."

Axel, who was wearing checkered black and red pants and a black t-shirt with the same bracelets as Demyx just black and red, then, entered the kitchen and preceded to devoir everything in sight.

Demyx stopped eating to stare at him, and asked, "Axel, why are you in such a hurry?"

Axel stopped shoveling food into his face long enough to give Demyx an answer. "Well, Demyx, look at the clock, we only have like fifteen minutes to get to school."

Demyx's head snapped around and looked at the clock and low and behold, Axel was right, they had fifteen minutes to get to school.

"God damn it, Axel! Why didn't you say so?" Finishing what was on his plate Demyx stood and grabbed Axel by his collar and rushed out the door.

They reached the school in record time and had ten minutes until school started.

Slowly getting out of the car, Demyx took a moment to look at the prison that had held him for three years and could only hold him for one more year. With his hands in the air, he turned to Axel, who was getting out of the driver's seat, and said, "Can you believe we're seniors? It seems like only yesterday we were here as scared little freshmen, who knew nothing of the world of high school."

Axel walked up to Demyx and whacked him over the head and said, "Dem, you still know nothing of the world of high school and if we don't hurry we are going to be late."

Demyx nodded and the two walked toward the school.

Now, Destiny High was a fairly large school with about 5,000 students. The building itself was two stories, with one big gym, which was across from the auditorium in the main hallway. A smaller auxiliary gym was located in the athletic hallway. The main hallway was the largest hallway in the school and the very first thing people saw when they entered and the most crowded place. When walking straight from the doors the students would find the gym on the right side and the auditorium on the left. Walk further down and they walked straight into the cafeteria, where no one ever actually eats the food, most kids bring their own or just eat form the three vending machines scattered throughout the school. The rest of the school was pretty normal with lockers all over and classrooms everywhere.

Walking into the school, Demyx waved goodbye to Axel as they both headed off to advisement. This was where all the students would get their schedules because students stayed with that teacher and those students all four years of school.

Demyx walked down the halls and walked into Mr. Shooter's music classroom. Mr. Shooter was his advisement teacher and the coolest teacher in the school, in Demyx's opinion.

Mr. Shooter appearance was somewhat scary, due to the fact that he had two scares on his face and that he wore an eye patch on right eye. These injures came from the many years that Mr. Shooter spent in the army but no one really knows how he got them because he changes the story every time someone asks.

Demyx walked into the room and was greeted by the gruff and manly voice of Mr. Shooter, "Hello, Demyx. How was your summer?"

Demyx looked at his teacher, who was wearing black suit pants and a white button up shirt with his black and white streaked hair pulled back into a messy pony tail, and smiled, "I had a great summer. What about you?"

Mr. Shooter chuckled, "I had a good summer, Dem. Oh, I have your schedule for this year. Here."

Demyx took the piece of paper from him and looked at it.

NAVY

1st – AP World History - Mr. Xaldin

2nd – Honors Biology - Mr. Vexen

3rd –Drama - Mr. Rhapsodos

4th-off

CARDINAL

5th

6th – English 12- Mr. Gambler

7th – Pre-Calculas- Mr. Saix

8th – Band - Mr. Shooter

Demyx looked over his schedule again and sighed. He liked most of his teachers, expect for two, Mr. Saix and Mr. Vexen. Both teachers were horribly mean and it was rumored that they often throw things- erasers, markers and the occasional book- at anyone who didn't pay attention. And if these rumors weren't bad enough, these two teachers loathed Demyx to no end.

The reason for this hatred happened during Demyx's freshman year. He and Axel had stayed after school one day to work on a science project and, well, they accidentally set Vexen's hair on fire. Then, Saix, hearing Vexen's screams, had run in to help and he cut his hand on one of the test tubes that the boys had broken, when the fire had broken out. In the end, the sprinklers had gone off and everyone got soaked, Vexen had to cut six inches off his hair, Saix needed seven stitches , and the boys got three weeks of detention.

Both men still harbored strong grudges against, both him and Axel and he had both of them as teachers. JOY.

Sighing, Demyx bid farewell to Mr. Shooter and promised to see him eight block and made his way to his first block class.

Walking into Mr. Xaldin's classroom, Demyx noticed that he was the first one there, not even the teacher was in the room. Sighing, Demyx looked at the clock and saw that there were only five minutes until class started. He decided to sit in the middle of the class with a good view all the way around and as he looked around at all the posters of different historical events and noticed something that triggered a sense of déjà vu. Hiding in the far corner of the room was a certain slatted haired boy, who had his nose buried in a book. Zexion. He made his way over to the boy and was about to talk to him when a crowd of, very loud, seniors walked in just as the bell rang.

Sighing, man it was only seven thirty in the morning and Demyx had already sighed more than he did in an entire week, Demyx walked back to his desk. He could already tell it was going to be a long day.

Class went along as usual, Mr. Xaldin passed about the class syllabus and talked about the class but nothing else since all classes were shortened, so that the students could go to all of them today, instead of just going to half of them like they would do on a normal day. The bell rang and Demyx got up and noticed that Zexion was already rushing out the door, so he packed up his stuff and ran after him hoping to catch him before he got to his next class. Demyx rushed out into the hall into a sea of students and searched frantically for the slated haired boy. Demyx mentally cursed Zexion and his shortness because he couldn't see hid nor tail of him amongst all the students. Sighing, Demyx made his way to next class.

Walking into Mr. Vexen's classroom was quite an experience, considering the first thing that his teacher said to him was, "Demyx if you go anywhere near any sharp objects or the fire unsupervised, I will fail you immediately, understand?"

Demyx nodded nervously and quickly made his way over to the table where his friends, Riku, Axel and Roxas, were sitting.

Upon seeing how nervous and scared Demyx was because of Vexen, Axel couldn't help himself but laugh at his best friend. Demyx, having heard Axel laughed at him and sent him a glare, which actually looked more like a pout, than anything that could be considered "scary". This puppy-dog look only made Axel laugh even harder. Taking the seat next to Axel, Demyx put his head on the table, already dreading the rest of the day.

Mr. Vexen began to take role and upon noticing that Axel and Demxy were seating next to each other immediately moved had Axel switch with another student named "Mr. Schemer".

"Man," Demyx thought, "I just can't win for losing today, can I? Alright Demy suck up all those angsty emotions and say hi to your new neighbor."

Smiling with his eyes closed Demyx turned to his new neighbor and said, "Hello, my name is Demyx."

The voice that greeted him was the most intoxicating and intellectual sounding thing he had ever heard. The funny thing was that he had heard that voice from somewhere before. Demyx opened his eyes and nearly screamed with joy. It was Zexion. Zexion was going to sit next to him. Demyx could have died right there and then and have been happy.

"Hello, Demyx. My name is Zexion Schemer."

Demyx would have said more but Vexen was talking and he didn't feel like have detention on the first day of school.

Demyx could not focus on Vexen and what he had to say because all he could do was stare at the boy who had occupied his thoughts for 24 hours. While staring at him, Demyx had noticed that Zexion had the most beautiful handwriting he had ever seen. It was small and neat and written in cursive. He also noticed that when Vexen talked too fast, Zexion would bit his lower lip, unconsciously , to try to write as fast as he talked.

At one point Zexion glanced over and noticed that the blond was staring at him. When Demyx realized that he had been caught, he quickly look away, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

"Wow," Zexion thought, "he's really cute when he blushes. Shit. Did I just think he was cute? Okay, Zexion, just calm down and focus on the teacher."

The bell rang and Zexion basically sprinted out for the classroom. Demyx took his time to pack up his things and thought about Zexion, and how he had run out of the classroom.

"Nice going Dem, you've only said four words to him and he already can't wait to get away from you."

"Wow, Dem, what did you do to the poor guy? He looked like you had killed his cat, he couldn't get out of here fast enough."

"I…I don't know what I did, Ax. All I said to him was hi," Demyx said in a defeated tone.

Axel laughed at his answer and playfully punched him in the arm. Demyx looked up at him with tears in his eyes and let out a pathetic whimper. Axel sighed and his eyes softened as he addressed his segregate brother.

"Dem, don't worry, I'm sure you will have more chances to talk to Zexion. So, for now, wipe your tears and let's get out of here before Vexen kills us."

At the mention of their teacher's name, Demyx looked over and noticed that Vexen did look ready to kill them for lingering in the classroom. Demyx nodded to his friend and packed up his things and the pair quickly made their way to their next class.