Roxas looked at Zexion, furrowing his eyebrows. He didn't want to say something rude, and whenever he opened his mouth no words would exert. Roxas hadn't noticed that Zexion stopped, or that he himself had stopped as well, and that Zexion was glaring at him from the corner of his eyes.

"What!?" the silverette snapped, gritting his teeth. He had been rather on edge lately. He figured it was just because he was sick. Yeah. He threw up yesterday, and he wasn't feeling well. He crossed his arms over his chest, and continued his glare at Roxas, "Why do you keep staring at me! And then gaping!? Oh my god! It's because I'm ugly isn't it! Or I'm too fat!" Zexion sniffed, and felt tears rimming his eyes. He wiped them away with the back of his hand, and let out a shuddered sigh. "I thought we were friends, Roxas!"

Roxas gasped, "No! No! Zexion, baby. You know I love you, and you're my best friend in the world! I love you, and I think you're beautiful, and sweet, and caring towards everyone, plus you are so skinny! But...I was just noticing...that you have been gaining some weight in your tummy..." Zexion looked at him, and his bottom lip quivered. "No! Not like fat weight!" Roxas nodded, shaking his hands, and nodding. "Like..." he looked around, and leaned in. "Like pregnancy weight. You're getting a little round belly, Zexy," Roxas whispered to him.

Zexion shot Roxas a surprised, confused, worried, infuriated, and almost happy look all at once. "Pregnant?" he repeated, his eyes growing wide. "B-But I...No! I can't be! I...and...but....but Lexaeus! What will he think!?" Zexion's knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, covering his head. "Oh god...let this be a dream...please...let this be a dream!" he cried.

Roxas sat next to him, lightly rubbing his back, "I'm sorry...it's not..." he whispered empathetically. He watched as Zexion blubbered, and sobbed into the ground, his hands wiping furiously at his reddening eyes. He shook his head, and shuddered, trying to regain his composure until he would break down again. Roxas frowned, then blinked, "Wait! I could be wrong! I mean...you have been eating a lot lately, but it's probably just because you're body needs a little more weight! You're as skinny as a pole!" the blonde nodded. "Don't take my word for it!" Zexion looked up, hope gleaming in his eyes. "I mean-" Roxas continued. "You and Lex use protection, right? So it should be fine-"

Zexion's hope crashed down, and he started to cry again. Roxas blinked, then frowned, "Wait...Zexion...you guys...you don't use protection?" he whispered, glaring at anyone who stared at them for a second too long. Zexion nodded.

"We...do...but once, after the win against Hallow Bastion Heartless...we were both too impatient," he sniffed.

Roxas frowned, and ruffled his hair, "Come on! We need to get you a pregnancy test, okay, buddy?" Zexion nodded, linking arms with his best friend, before they walked off.

"Olette..." Hayner took both of Olette's hands in his, and he sighed, shaking his head lightly. Olette watched him, smiling. She already knew what he had to say, but she'd let him say it, instead of bringing it up on her own. "Olette..." Hayner continued. "I'm....I'm breaking up with you..." he closed his eyes, and his shoulders tensed. He was upset that he suddenly had mixed feelings, and was afraid she'd be upset to.

He opened one eye, and blinked. She didn't appear angry, or sad...or even upset. She was smiling, in fact. Maybe she wanted to break up with him too all along. "Zexion?" She inquired softly, squeezing Hayner's hands happily. It was something that she had known even before Hayner. She was just perceptive in that way. Hayner watched her. He knew what he felt about Zexion, but what did she think he felt about Zexion?

"I'm...I...yeah...I really like him! Please...don't be upset, and try to kill me in my sleep," he said sheepishly, looking towards the ground. Olette gave him a soft punch in the shoulder, before she tilted his chin up, so he was looking at her instead of the plush white carpet.

"I'm not. The truth is...I like Zexion too. He's so pretty, but I think you have more of a chance then I do," Olette laughed, standing on her tiptoes. She leaned forward, and laid a small kiss on Hayner's forehead. "I think if he and Lexaeus ever broke up he'd really like you as a boyfriend. You're so caring, and nice, and good in bed."

Hayner blushed at the blatant way Olette had referred to their sex life. He rubbed his golden locks, and laughed, his face still visibly red. "Yeah...you too...I'm sure you'd make some other guy really happy. You're pretty, and nice, and...and...good...too," he muttered, looking anywhere, but at her. Olette laughed, and lightly slapped his cheek. He looked down at her, laughing too.

"Oh fuck Roxas! I'm pregnant!" Zexion flung himself onto his bed, sobbing unelegantly into his pillow. Roxas lightly rubbed his back.

"It's okay Zex. No one's gonna treat you any differe-"

"They're going to kick me out of school, Rox!" Zexion screamed, crying harder at the horrible thought of having to leave school. "I. CAN'T. LEAVE. SCHOOL! Where am I gonna go!? Who's gonna take me in? I doubt my parents will! They hate me enough already! I don't have any friends outside of here, and no relatives to speak of! I'm ruined..."

Roxas frowned, thought, got an idea, and smiled widely. "You can tell Lexaeus! You guys can get a house together, and it can be like the modern family!" the blonde giggled, and clapped his hands together. He had always imagined of having a small family like that.

Zexion's eyes wandered. That wasn't such a good idea. Lexaeus wasn't too fond of children, and they didn't have enough money to get their own house. What would he do? He rubbed his eyes, and sighed, hitting his mattress with balled fists. "Why is everything always so DAMN complicated!?" he screamed.

Roxas sat next to him, comfortingly petting his back. "Things were meant to happen…maybe you're going to be a great mother, so…you were supposed to have kids. It's better than the baby being born to abusive and neglectful parents, right?" he assured, watching as Zexion stared dejectedly at the floor.

"Don't worry Zex…"

Zexion continued looking sadly at the floor. Roxas' phone vibrated, making the bed shake some. Roxas looked down at his pocket, then back at Zexion, then to his pocket again. "It's….Axel…" he said softly. Zexion didn't move. He seemed like a statue, cold, and still. "I have to go now…try…try not to hurt yourself, okay? And…don't do drugs…or…drown yourself in alcohol or anything. Okay?"

Zexion remained still. Roxas frowned, watching him for a few minutes before leaning down to plant an awkward kiss on his friend's cheek. "Be careful." Roxas walked backwards towards the door, watching Zexion's unmoving body cautiously. "….Be careful," Roxas repeated, grabbing the handle of the door before slowly leaving.

Be careful. Be careful. BE FUCKING CAREFUL. It was too late for being careful. Too late to save his social life, his school life. HIS LIFE. He could get an abortion, but he wouldn't. He could never hurt something defenseless.

Be careful.