Disclaimer: I, orgymoogle, do not own Kingdom Hearts (none of em'!) or any of the characters or creatures in it. Nor do I own the plots, storylines, or any of its other geniusness. I am merely an obsessed fangirl writing a fanfiction. That is all...I think.

A/N: HIYA!!! Bless you for reading this story!

I realize that this chapter is short, and...I'm sorry. I'll try to come up with better, longer chapters in the future, but this is what you get for right now! Oh, by the way, THIS IS 'No Coincidence'!!! I just changed the title. :P Sorry if I confused some of you, but I kinda decided that I wanted it to be focused more on DemAku....I'll have to edit the summary now. Ick. Oh, well, the summary isn't good anyway....alrighty, well, I hope I don't lose any readers! C'mon, DemAku is cute. ^^

This is the complete list of pairings that will be in this fanfic:

DemAku, Zemyx, a bit of AkuRoku, some side SoRiku, errr....whatever else I decide to add. :P

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Warning: Some cussing, errr...Axel being gay?

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Chapter 2: Getting Jobs

"Yeah, thanks anyway," I said with destroyed hope, my eyelids falling half-over my tired eyes. I had been searching for a job all day long and I still couldn't find one! Sure, I had found plenty 'Help Wanted' signs, but I either couldn't stand the job, they didn't think I was right for the job, or, like the dope I was presently thanking for some reason, they already got help and they had just forgotten to take down the help wanted sign.

Sighing, I looked up into the darkening sky. I hadn't yet seen one of Twilight Town's famous sunsets, but right then I was too tired and worn out to care. In the back of my mind I wondered whether Riku was doing any better with the job-finding. He probably was, that 'perfect' little--

Gah, I was too tired to even finish that sentence. I just wanted to go home and sleep...and maybe eat something. Not that we had much to eat.

Moaning, I rubbed my sore back. Guh...my feet hurt, my back hurt, my neck hurt, my ankles hurt, my legs hurt, my arms hurt, my sides hurt...everything hurt. All those stupid jobs...wasting my time...making me sore....

I sighed again, and as I passed a big school building I glanced over at it, as if expecting there to be a 'Help Wanted' sign that wouldn't help me. And, much to my surprise, there actually was a 'Help Wanted' sign. It was taped onto the glass double-door, and in big, red, capital letters it red 'HELP WANTED'. I stared at it, and it stared back. I could almost hear it taunting me, calling me, luring me to it so it could disappoint me. Its relatives had already disappointed me enough that day, and I wasn't planning on being disappointed again. I frowned and turned away from it, planning on just ignoring it and going on to our small apartment. But as I took one step forward, I heard someone talking to me.

"Hey, where are you going?" I froze and turned around, expecting someone to be there, but when I looked there was no one in sight. I furrowed my brows and turned back, cautiously taking a step forward.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" It was a male's voice, but again when I turned around no one was there. Confused, I examined my surroundings, but the only person I saw was a little girl playing with a ball a little ways away.

"Hello?" I asked cautiously, taking a step back.

"I'm over here." The voice sounded like it was coming from the school. I turned to look at the school, but there was no one there.

"Where are you?"

"I'm right here! On the window!" Looking at the window I saw the same 'HELP WANTED' sign in red, capital letters. I furrowed my brows in confusion, but before I could say anything or walk away I heard the voice again. "I'm the 'HELP WANTED' sign." I just stared at the sign and looked around, confused and kinda getting scared that I was going crazy.

"Uhh..." was all that came out when I tried to say something back.

"Don't you want a job? I bet you could get one here and help me off of this accursed window!" I kept on staring, and then the voice got angry. "WELL?! Why aren't you answering? Don't stare at me like that, I'm not the one who's going crazy looking for a job." He was right about that. Err--it was right about that.

"Yeah...I guess...I guess you're right." I started walking towards it cautiously, wondering if anyone would even be there at this time on a Saturday. I guess it was worth a shot. I would try to get this job and if I couldn't I would just head home.

"So, go on, get the job!" Now the sign was getting impatient with me--I still couldn't believe I was talking to a 'Help Wanted' sign, and I furrowed my brows, heading for the door of the school.

"Alright, alright! I'm going," I muttered, slightly irritated. The school doors weren't locked, so I just went right in. It was definitely a school. A rush of cool air hit me as I walked in, and the smell of school on weekends hit me like a bomb. Gray lockers, tiled floors, closed doors, boards hanging on the wall with various papers stuck to them, posters, drawings on both the lockers and the walls, boys' bathroom, girls' bathroom, the cheap lights they cheaply installed into the ceiling. Yup, it was definitely a school. And an empty one, at that. I was going to just turn and leave, but then I remembered my reputation--Axel doesn't go anywhere without a purpose. So, hesitantly, I walked onward into the school. There really didn't seem to be anyone there. But then I heard a sneeze. Deciding to follow the sign of life I had heard, I went up some stairs, down a hall and into a classroom. It was a normal, ordinary classroom; desks, chairs, chalkboard, windows, and a goldfish. Of course, it hadn't been the goldfish who'd sneezed.

Standing at the fish tank there was a guy, who didn't look too much older than me, feeding the fish. He had his back turned to me, and I don't think he heard me come in, so I just waited and watched. His blonde hair stood up in an odd fohawk-mullet fashion, and I think I could hear him talking to the fish. Great--I just had to run into some weirdo who talked to fish.

Like I was one to talk.

I hadn't realized it yet, but apparently he had noticed me, and was now staring at me with light aqua -blue eyes that looked bright, bubbly and excited for no good reason. I stared back at him, and then he smiled.

"Hiya!" he greeted me cheerfully, and I nodded back, muttering a quiet 'yo' back to him, but I don't think he heard me, cuz he continued talking like he hadn't. "Who are you?" I just looked at him, listening to his voice carefully. There was something about it, something that felt nice....

"Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners?" I returned, and he looked at me kinda confusedly. Nice move, Axel. Why the hell did that come out?

"Uhh...I guess?" he spoke awkwardly, goldfish-food in hand.

"Then you should know that you always introduce yourself first." His next expression could have been translated easily as: duh.

"I'm sorry!" he said, slapping his forehead. Then he smiled brightly and walked over to me, "I'm Demyx," he introduced himself, reaching out his hand for me to shake. I looked at his hand warily, and then he laughed. His laugh sounded so pure, so innocent...it was like...like music or something. "Don't worry, I don't bite." Damn it, he kept smiling like that! I could hardly keep myself from smiling back at him.

Just keep calm, I told myself mentally, willing myself not to smile.

I shook his hand and his smile grew a bit bigger, and then he pulled his hand away. "So," he began, "what's your name?" I swallowed the lump in my throat and spoke hoarsely.

"Axel." No spelling, no 'got it memorized?' at the end, just plain ol' 'Axel'. The hell?

"You don't look familiar...are you new around here?" he asked me casually, the smile never leaving his face. I nodded.

"Yeah...we just moved here, me and my siblings." Suddenly I could speak again, and I could have sworn his smile grew bigger.

"Cool. How many siblings do you have?" He seemed genuinely curious, and with those big blue eyes looking expectantly at me I couldn't help but answer. Usually I hated it when people asked these kind of questions. They were so annoying.

"Six." Surprise was written across his whole face, and I couldn't stop a tiny smile from escaping.

"You have SIX siblings?" Demyx--I think that was his name--asked me in astonishment, and I think I could hear a pinch of jealousy in his voice.

I nodded again and added, "But one of them is adopted."

"You're so lucky! I wish I had siblings...I'm an only child. It gets lonely." He WANTED siblings? Shit, I wanted to send them all off! Six siblings could really piss you off sometimes. Then again...I guess I kinda liked some of them. Like Naminé...and Ven. We could get rid of the rest, though. Especially Kairi...and Riku.

He seemed to notice the look of dislike I gave him, and he frowned. "What, you don't like your siblings?" I frowned.

"Well, uh," I paused, trying to think of a reasonable answer. Ah, what the hell? Who cared about reasonable answers? "Eh. They get annoying. Especially Riku...and Kairi."

"Hmmm....yeah, people always tell me that theirs brothers and sisters get annoying. I guess they would, huh?"

"Duh," I snapped back. An awkward silence grew.

"Sooooo...." he dragged out the word, and even though he was talking it sounded almost like singing.

I wasn't really that interested in this guy's opinion, I mean, after all, I had just met him, and all I really wanted right now was to get a job. Hell, screw that, I didn't want a job, I wanted munny. But I needed a job, and that's the only reason I came into this school in the first place. "Demyx," I said, and I seemed to have gotten his attention, "I'd love to chat; tea, cake, the whole shebang, but I've got a ship to launch and you've got your outfit to buff up." He gave me a blank look for a moment, and then his whole face brightened.

"I love that movie!" I rolled my eyes.

"That's great...look, I just need a job, okay?" I said, finally getting to the point. His smile faltered for a moment, but then it was back.

"Oh! You saw the 'HELP WANTED' sign, huh?" Obviously, I thought in my head annoyedly. And not only did I see it, I heard it, too, I added subconsciously. "Weeelll, I'm just a teacher here--a substitute teacher, actually--so I can't just give you the job." Great. Then why the hell was I there? "But," he continued, "if you come back on Monday, then I'm sure the principle will be here, and then you guys can talk about it." Monday? Damn it all, I was so going to lose that bet with Riku...we were trying to see who could get a job first, and we had bet munny. Not that we really had much munny to bet.

"Okay...well, thanks, I guess." I nodded and turned to leave, and I saw him smile brightly at me.

"You're welcome! It was nice meeting you. I hope you like it here, and I hope you can find a job quickly," I opened the door and turned back to look at him one last time.

"Yeah...well, uh, see ya," I said kinda awkwardly, sticking two of my fingers to my forehead and making a kind of salute. He smiled and waved.

"Bye!" And with that I left, only to come back again on Monday. Oh, fun. With tired eyes, ears, feet and voice box, I headed back home to plop my ass down onto the cheap apartment couch and sleep.

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I sucked in a deep breath and blew out, puffing my cheeks in the process. I wasn't having much luck. Sure, I had found a bunch of jobs, but all of the ones I found sucked.

Another group of girls giggled as I walked past them. I smiled at them, and they began squealing. Honestly, girls around here. They had been doing that all day.

I continued walking down the brick road, sighing and running a hand through my hair. My bangs fell back into my face, and I briefly questioned myself on whether they were getting too long or not. Nah.

I wondered in the back of my mind if Axel was having better luck or not, and chuckling softly I guessed he probably wasn't. Axel didn't always have the best of luck.

I heard a voice that sounded Jamaican coming from somewhere, and it sounded like it was trying to sell something. I continued walking down the road and I happened upon the owner of the very voice I had heard. There was a boy--he didn't look much older than me--with very tan skin and orange hair that stuck up and made a weird swirly. He had a green bandanna wrapped around his head, and wore loose orange pants with a tiny green vest and no shirt. Hmm. Odd looking fellow.

He seemed to notice me looking at him and offered a friendly smile.

"Yo, mon!" he greeted me, waving a tan hand in my direction. I smiled back--although mine wasn't as big--and waved a little bit. "Why don't ya stop by Wakka's Whirlin' Surf Shop, da best place to go when ya need surfing an' other beach-y supplies, ya?" I shook my head.

"No, thanks." The man sighed in defeat and his smile went away. I felt kinda bad, but honestly, I didn't need surfing equipment. Who did? There wasn't a beach around here. I mean, sure, you could take a train to one, but....

"Mon, dis is hopeless," he hunched his shoulders and turned, preparing to walk away. But he only managed to take a couple steps before I spoke up.

"Well, maybe you could try going somewhere where people need surfing supplies. There aren't any beaches here, so...." Man, I felt like I was talking to a little kid or something. Anyone with common sense could see that.

"Ya, mon, I would, but my parents won't let me go somewhere else," he turned back to me, shrugging hopelessly. "Y'know, mon, we used t' live on da beach. But den we moved here. Dunno why."

"We used to live on a beach, too," I replied, and he looked sort of surprised.

"Really? You don't look like you used to live on da beach, mon," he looked me up and down, and then continued. "You're too white, ya." I laughed, and he laughed too.

"Yeah, I tried to stay in the shade for the most part." He gave me a toothy grin, and then offered his hand.

"I'm Wakka," he said, and I took his hand and shook it.

"Riku."

"So, Riku, you new here, mon?" he asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"Yeah, me and my siblings just moved here."

"Ah, only siblings, ya? What, no parents?" I looked down and shook my head. Even though they were only my stepparents, they were the only real parents I had ever had. I missed them.

"No," I answered plainly, and an awkward silence grew between us.

"So," Wakka was the first to break the silence, "what beach didja live on?"

"Destiny Islands," I answered straight-forwardly.

"Ah, Destiny Islands, ya? I've heard it's a nice place." I smiled at the thought of our peaceful islands. No danger, no huge quarrels, no strict laws....

"Yeah...its a really nice place. Really peaceful." He smiled back, and then I continued. "So, where'd you live?"

"Besaid Village," he replied, a huge smile spreading across his features.

"Really? I had a friend who moved there. Can't remember his name, though," I laughed lightly, and his smile grew.

"I was captain of our blitzball team, y'know, " Wakka told me. "Da Besaid Aurochs." Wow, blitzball.

"Wow, cool. Win any games?"

"Ya, well that's not important...." Wakka put his hands back on his hips. "You blitz, mon?"

"Yeah," I paused, "I guess so. I don't get to play very often...heh, I haven't for a while."

"Ah, mon, we should play sometime." I nodded.

"Yeah, that sounds good." A woman and her child passed by us and Wakka wasted no time in advertising a few items I assumed were in his shop. What did he call it? Wakka's Whirlin' Surf Shop? Heh, nice name.

"Yo, mon! Ya need surfing supplies? There's no better place to go den Wakka's Whirlin' Surf Shop! We have everything ya need! From surfboards and wax to blitzballs to bathing suits and towels! All your beach-y needs in one small store! And we're cheap, too, with great service!" The woman just shook her head and warily passed Wakka. Wakka frowned. "See what I mean, mon?" he said in despair. "I might as well just close the shop."

Hmm...well, he did kinda need help with his shop, right?

"Hey, you uh...you need some help with your shop?" He blinked at me, and then shrugged.

"I guess I probably do. Why, you need a job?"

"Yeah, actually..." I scratched the back of my neck kinda sheepishly, "I do."

"Well, mon, I'd love to give you a job, but..." he paused, letting his hands fall to his sides, "...I don't see how hiring you would help me sell stuff. Sorry, mon." I sighed. Man, so much for that. Maybe Axel really would win the bet....

"Nah, it's okay. There are plenty of jobs out there, right?" I tried my best to smile, but it was a very weak smile, and Wakka saw right through it.

"Sorry," he smiled apologetically.

"Well," I began, turning, "I better go. Seeya later, Wakka." I waved to him slightly, and began walking away. There were a couple of teenage girls that I passed as I left Wakka, and they giggled and waved to me. I didn't bother smiling at them, I just wanted to go home and eat. I was starved.

I didn't get too far away before I heard Wakka calling after me.

"Yo, mon, wait up!" I turned and saw him coming towards me. "You still want the job?" Confused, I answered slowly.

"Err...yeah, I-I guess so." I furrowed my brows in confusion and he smiled hugely.

"You got the job, mon!" he said, patting my shoulder.

"But--you said that--"

"Ya, mon, but that was before I realized how insanely HOT you are!" Wakka laughed, and I blushed. Wow, I was blushing. I guess it was a good thing I had long bangs after all. "If you're working for me, the chicks will come floodin' in, mon!" He laughed again, and I rubbed my arm uncomfortably. "So," Wakka continued once he stopped laughing, "you want the job?"

"Uh...sure," I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so," I continued, nodding. "So, would you pay me?"

"'Course, o'course!" Wakka said, waving me off as if it was the most obvious thing ever. "So, mon, when can ya start?" he asked, that toothy grin still on his tan face.

"As soon as possible."

"Great! Den I guess I'll see you here in da mornin', 9:00 o'clock sharp, ya?" He patted my shoulder and I nodded.

"Yeah, see ya then." I nodded to him, and then we departed. Hmm, working at a surf shop, huh? Interesting....I wonder what it would be like, and how much I would get paid. I froze in my tracks. Dang it, I had forgotten to ask how much I would get paid!

Gah, oh, well. I'm sure this Wakka guy would be fair, he seemed like a pretty decent guy. I continued my short trek home in silence.

It was growing darker, and I was just about home.

All of a sudden, something bounded into me and nearly knocked me over. Luckily I caught myself, and I caught whoever it was, too. I didn't even have time to say anything before the person stood up and flew out of my arms.

"Sorry!" I heard a young, high-pitched voice exclaim, and then I saw two huge, beautiful cerulean blue eyes look up at me. They were surrounded by a tan face, a very adorable one at that, and spiky brown hair. But all of it was gone in a flash, that voice, those eyes, that hair, that face...just like that. It was almost like it had never happened. Swooped in outta nowhere and vanished without a trace. I just stood there for a second, trying to register what had just happened in my brain. Then I blinked, and shook my head.

Who was that? I asked myself, although I didn't know the answer. I looked behind me to try and catch a glimpse of whoever it was, but they were already gone. Puzzled, I continued walking home, and when I got there Axel was laying on the couch, head back, eyes closed. But he wasn't breathing deep, long, even breaths like someone does when they're sleeping, so I figured he was still awake.

"Hey," I greeted him simply, plopping down on the chair in our small living room. Like you could even call it a living room. He just grunted in response. "Did you find a job?" I asked, expecting to earn some munny. He didn't reply, so I continued. "I did." I smirked as he opened one blue-green eye to look at me.

"Really?" he asked distrustfully.

"Yup."

"What is it?"

"....I'm working at a surf shop."

"...."

"......"

"A surf shop? What the hell?"

"Like you could find anything better."

"Actually, I'm going to be working at a school." I looked at him with a weird expression.

"A school?"

"That's right."

"As?" He was silent, and I knew I had caught him. "Well?" I prompted, smirking.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's better than working at the surf shop."

"What's wrong with working at a surf shop?"

"...There's not even a beach around here."

"You can take a train to one."

"Tch."

"Did you really get the job without knowing what it is?"

"...."

"Well?"

"Damn it, Riku, you're so annoying! No, I didn't actually get the job yet, but I'm going to!" I laughed at him and walked over to the couch, reaching out my hand for the munny. He just looked at me with annoyance, and I spoke.

"Pay up."

"Well, I don't have the munny right now! You could at least wait until I've gotten my first paycheck!" I sighed and lowered my hand, sitting down on the chair like I had been before. "Asshole..." I heard him mutter, and rolled my eyes. He could be so immature.

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A/N: Wooowww....this seemed longer when I was writing it. Sorry it's so short. But I hope you liked it anyway! I dunno, when I was reading over it I felt like it was too fast-paced....I dunno, tell me what you think, and if anyone else agrees I'll try to fix it. (beta fish says it's FINE. sheesh, at least you can write stories with plots...*nosepick*)

Well, thanks for reading!

We met both Demyx and Wakka today....and saw Sora. And don't worry, we'll be seeing more of them soon. ^^

Well, please review, because reviews make me write faster.

Thanks to my beta fish, flurry of dancing flame, for beta'ing all of my stories!

So now comes the part where you review and let me know what you think! And constructive criticism is welcome!! :D

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