Vestet All Boys Academy

A/N: Thank you all for your ever so lovely reviews. They make my day. :3 More at the bottom, as usual.

DISCLAIMER: I, Demsa, do not own Kingdom Hearts. Got it? Got it. Good. No own any Christopher Pike stuff either.

Chapter Eight: A Short and Sour Encounter

Zexion began to walk to Demyx's dorm room after his book club meeting was finished. They had a rousing, in a nonsexual way, discussion of some Christopher Pike books that one of the members had started to read. Mr. Lexeaus, the founder of the book club, decided to dismiss the meeting earlier than usual for he had a teacher meeting. Understanding, the members didn't object and left quietly.

Pushing a strand of lilac hair away from his visible eye, he noticed a commotion coming from the hallway where Demyx's dorm came from. Now, if this was just any old hallway, he could care less, but it was the hallway where Demyx's dorm was located. Concerned, he quickened his pace and almost ran to Demyx's dorm to see what was happening.

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Axel, still humming, folded the sheets as he took them out of the dryer and placed them neatly in a new bag for the other bag was powder infested. His mind was happily replaying the events that took place at the apple tree. Oh, how he now loved that apple tree even more. Being lost in his bliss, he picked up the bag and decided to just drop them off at Roxas's dorm. It was early, but Axel wanted to do something nice for his bundle of blonde cuteness. It just felt right when he did so.

"Well, well, welly well."

Axel looked at the doorway, seeing a familiar face and mentally wished that he didn't.

"Larxene?"

The girl in the doorway, Larxene, had blonde hair that was finely slicked back, only letting two strands escape and stick out. Her dark blue eyes oddly complimented her pale skin. She wore a white blouse with a blue plaid skirt, a red tie, white stockings that reached up to her knees, and black dress shoes.

The girl walked over to the redhead, smirking as she did so. "What are you doing, Axel?"

"Just doing a favor for a friend. Might I ask what are you doing here? At an all boys academy, no less?"

Larxene laughed, which made Axel cringed. Larxene was the last person he wanted to see.

"You don't know? Gee, where have you been for the past three years? It's that damn annual co-ed dance. You know it always takes place during the first break we have. I'm here because I was chosen to be on the dance committee for this year."

Axel mentally slapped his forehead, he had forgotten about those dance things. Vestet had about four or something dances with Marlen, the all girls academy. The first one was to celebrate the new school year, then came the winter dance, spring dance, and finally the final dance for the closing of another year completed.

"So, how have you been, Axel?"

"Shouldn't you be somewhere?" Axel snapped at Larxene.

"Eh, yeah, but when I saw your spikes, I thought I'd just pop in to say 'hello'."

"Well, now you did. So, later." Axel said, almost coldly. He picked up the bag, slinging it over his shoulder and headed to the door, ignoring Larxene.

"Hey, why aren't you humming anymore? What got you so happy?" Larxene asked, smirking still.

Without turning around, Axel answered, "You just killed my good mood and it's none of your business." With that said, Axel walked away, leaving Larxene curious as to why he was so happy.

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"Get off, get off!" Demyx screamed as he ran around his dorm room. He had just finished cleaning it, there wasn't much to clean anyways. Now Demyx was running away, more like running in very small circles in his room, from Marluxia. Why Demyx was running away from Marluxia had a simple, but very out there explanation.

Marluxia was trying to punish Demyx in the worst way possible, which meant that Demyx was about to be dressed up, Marluxia style.

"What did I ever do to you!" Demyx shouted, throwing a shoe at Marluxia, who just dodge it.

"You know what you did, you ass!" Marluxia jumped on Demyx, pinning him down to the floor. Marluxia smirked, finally having Demyx down and ready to beat the crap out of. Raising a fist aimed at Demyx's face, Marluxia grinned even more as he swiftly let his fist come down to the wanted target.

Demyx winced and let out a yelp, but quickly retaliated with a strong kick of both of his legs, pushing Marluxia backwards. Feeling something wet drip down onto his lips, Demyx wiped it off, revealing that he was bleeding. "Damn.." He whispered, whiping the blood off his nose with his sleeve.

Marluxia rubbed his head, falling backwards was not fun, not fun at all. He was starting to get pissed now, Demyx never struck him as a strong fighter, but he certainly wasn't a pushover. Marluxia charged Demyx, this time punching his stomach with more force then the last punch.

The impact caused Demyx to bend over, but not wanting to let Marluxia land a hit again, he quickly head butted Marluxia from where he was. His head made contact with Marluxia chest, slightly knocking the pink haired teen back. Demyx regained his posture and slugged Marluxia with a fast punch. Not giving him to react, Demyx grabbed his opponent's shoulders and head butted Marluxia's forehead.

Marluxia fell flat on his butt, rubbing the swelling spot where Demyx had made contact with. He muttered incoherent curses as the throbbing in his head increased.

Both were panting heavily now, taking a break. Looking around, they noticed that they had caused quite a ruckus. The bed sheets were all over the place due to the chase that had taken place before the actual fight. A few things were on the floor, probably got knocked over when one of them made contact with it.

"Is the little lover spat over with?" said a bored voice, but with the faintest hint of bitterness hidden deep within it.

The two tired boys looked up at the door, seeing that it was Zexion leaning on the frame, arms folded and eyes narrow.

"Z-zexy!" Demyx exclaimed breathlessly.

Zexion strolled into the room and glanced over the injuries the two had gotten. Marluxia was the one who didn't have as much injuries, just a bruise on the head and just panting. Demyx, on the other hand, had a bloody nose, a bruise on each wrist, and breathing greedily. He was obviously not used to fighting fist to fist, and his first opponent being Marluxia was even worse. Though extremely fruity, Marluxia did work out, giving him a buff figure and the strength to match.

"What happened here?" he asked.

Demyx was the first to answer, taking breaths in-between almost every word. "Mar... Marly just...started to ch...chase me... so I ran... and tr... tried to def... defend myself."

"Why were you chasing Demyx, Marluxia?" Zexion asked, he felt as though he was scolding two small children. Not there was any real difference besides body sizes, of course.

"Because he made you give me that drink!"

Zexion slapped himself mentally, remembering the little story he had made up. He didn't think Marluxia would be that pissed. Zexion stared at Marluxia, keeping eye contact with him.

Marluxia felt uncomfortable, the eyes that were studying him were cold and almost filled with a savage rage.

"Come on." Zexion said as he yanked Demyx out of his dorm room. Demyx did as the younger boy said, still breathing heavily.

Marluxia watched the two leave, sighing slightly.

"Oh well, I guess Zexion is too set on Demyx. I guess I'll have to set my sights somewhere else." He said with a shrug.

Demyx wondered where Zexion was taking him to, but didn't bother to ask. He trusted Zexion and besides, his mind just told him to focus on breathing and walking.

Zexion made sure that he held Demyx's upper arm, avoiding the wrists for they were bruise due to Marluxia's pin down and his hands, people would immediately think the wrong thing.

"You okay?" Zexion asked, no emotion behind it.

Demyx could only nod, which was enough for his friend. They continued to walk to only Zexion knew where, passing a few students along the way. One of them approached them, wanting to ask about Demyx, but Zexion tossed a fearful glare at him, causing him to shrink a bit and go away.

"Z-zexy..." Demyx softly said, panting only a bit now. His legs were starting to feel weak and tired, screaming that they wanted to stop and rest. "C-can we... stop for a bit?" Demyx gave Zexion his best puppy dog face that he could muster.

Turning around, he noticed that Demyx's legs were shaking slightly and could tell he was tired. He sighed to himself, giving into Demyx's cute face. Zexion let go of Demyx arm and walked behind him, making Demyx wonder what he was planning to do. Demyx just wanted to sit for a minute or two.

Zexion bent down and scooped Demyx up, holding him bridal style. Demyx stiffen blushed like crazy. He looked up at Zexion and asked, "Wh-why are you holding me like this?"

"Don't be so tense, loosen up." Zexion said, noticing how stiff Demyx had gotten when he picked him up.

Nodding, Demyx relaxed a little, but not a lot since he was still very embarrassed. After a few minutes of silence, besides the footsteps of Zexion, Demyx let out a small chuckle, causing Zexion to give him a questioning look.

"It's funny..." Demyx muttered. "You of all people telling me to loosen up..."

Understanding what was so funny, Zexion laughed quietly along with Demyx. Then suddenly, out of the blue, Zexion leaned down quickly and gave Demyx a small yet loving kiss on his forehead. Demyx's blue eyes widen considerablely, gulped and tried to say something, but nothing intelligible came out for he was too flustered.

"Hey, didn't I say not to stiffen up?" Zexion said, though slightly playful.

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Roxas groaned very loudly. No Demyx in sight. No one at all. He had run all the way for absolutely nothing. Cursing loudly, he sat down in front of the door, wondering what he should do now. He stared at the basket, cursing it since their was nothing else he could blame.

"What should I do now?" Roxas whined loudly. Furrowing his brow, he rocked the basket on his knees. "Where did you go, Demyx?"

"Demyx was carried off by Zexion, probably to have some hot, kinky, man sex."

Roxas turned around, seeing a pink haired guy leaning on the door frame. It was Marluxia, the school's fruity anchor.

"Don't you hang out with Axel?" asked Roxas.

"Yeah, name's Marluxia."

"I knew that, you're on the school news." Roxas said, not bothering to mention the jokes some freshmen make about him.

"And you are?"

"Roxas." He answered bluntly.

"Not a man of many words, are you, Roxas?" Marluxia said. He then laughed. "Probably not a man at all."

"What do you mean by that?" Roxas asked, feeling insulted.

"Heh, nothing. Your small, innocent mind probably couldn't take it. What do you want with Dem?"

"Sora sent me over to give him something so he could give it to Riku."

"I'll do it."

"Huh?" Roxas looked at Marluxia with a confused look. Why was Marluxia wanting to help Roxas?

"I might as well make it up to Demyx, I should've known he wouldn't be into me like that." Marluxia sighed very dramatically, placing his hands over his eyes. "Their love was just too much for me to break! Oh well, not like I can't find someone else to get." Marluxia glanced down to see Roxas raising his eyebrows. "I guess you really are too young to understand such complex things."

"So... You'll give Riku the basket?" Roxas asked, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

"Of course!" Marluxia answered, snatching the basket from Roxas's grip. Once the basket was in his manicured hands, he patted Roxas on the head and skipped off to Riku's dorm.

"... Weirdo." Roxas muttered, walking back to his dorm.

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Sora laid on his bed, waiting for Roxas to return. He felt a little bad, the original plan was to go to Riku's dorm himself, but shyness got the best of him.

'Plus... He might pull another stunt like he did before!'

He pulled the covers over his head, telling himself to stop blushing.

Knock, knock, knock.

Sora lifted his spiky head from beneath the covers. Smiling, he ran to the door.

"Rox-Oh! Oh..." Sora had opened his door to see that the one who knocked wasn't Roxas at all.

"Hey, Sora. Long time, no talk." Axel said. He looked a bit disappointed as he saw that no tuff of blonde hair was anywhere in sight.

"What are you doing here, Axel?" asked Sora as he leaned on the wall.

Axel, inviting himself inside Sora's dorm, sat down on the closet bed, which was Sora's, and tossed the bag he was carrying aside. "Just dropping off some laundry."

"What?"

"Those sheets Roxas had, I washed them for him. Can't a guy do something nice?" Axel innocently asked.

"Not you. Or at least, not with some kind of ulterior motive." Sora said accusingly.

"I can't believe you know how to even pronounce 'ulterior'."

"Not like you're any smarter."

"Aw, don't be like that, Sora. Can't we talk normally? Man to man?"

"Why? What do you want?" Sora said, annoyed.

"You know, catch up with an old friend."

"That it?"

"Well, that and..." Axel cut off his sentence, not sure whether or not to go on.

"C'mon, finish it up. I wanna kick you out before Roxas comes back."

Axel's dark blue eyes lit up by the mention of Roxas. "When's he coming back?"

"You like Roxas, don't you?" Sora said, feeling a bit superior.

"You probably like Riku." Axel guessed.

Sora looked away from Axel, hiding his red face.

"Ah, I must be some kind of love god, knowing this kind of stuff!"

"Shut up!"

"Aw, c'mon, Sora, no need to deny it." Axel got up from the bed and placed a hand on Sora's shoulder. "Hey, might as well admit it. I'm a pro at this kinda thing, y'know?"

Sora glared at Axel, but dropped it and sighed. "I guess the saying 'Some things never change' applies, doesn't it?"

"May I take that as a 'I'm sorry for being such a spoiled princess'?"

"Minus that last added bit, I guess you could. Unless you do something way over the top."

Axel laughed. "Now, that's asking too much, Sora. You just don't like things out of the ordinary, do you? I should get going. Tell Roxas I stopped by!" Axel patted Sora back, almost knocking him over, and left Sora to alone yet again.

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"Ri-ku! I have some-thing for you!" Marluxia called out in a sing-song voice. "Riku!" Marluxia began to tap his foot impatiently, shifting his weight to the left. "I have something that you might li-ke!"

Riku, on the other side of the door, dragged his sleepy body to the door and answered it with a grunt.

"What have you been up to?" Marluxia asked, not used to seeing Riku so tired at such an early time.

Ignoring the question, Riku asked, "What's in the basket?"

"The basket is for you!" Marluxia said, thrusting the basket into Riku's arms. "So, what were you up to? You look so tired."

Staring at the basket, Riku decided to give Marluxia a completely fake answer that he would believe and probably run to Axel to tell him. "I was... getting off. Happy? Now, see you later." Riku finished, slamming the door in Marluxia's face. Even with the door closed, Riku could hear Marluxia's gasp and just knew he was smirking. He was so predictable.

Riku stared at the caramel apples in the basket, wondering who the hell was giving them to him. Raising the basket and turning it around so he could examine it.

"Hm?" Riku said as he found a note pinned onto the basket. He yanked it off and read it aloud. " 'Dear Riku, sorry, I forgot I had something going on tonight. Maybe some other time. I hope you accept these as an apology gift. Sora.' Aw, how...thoughtful." Riku smiled a little and grabbed one of the caramel 'apples'.

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A/N: I L-O-A-T-H-E this chapter. D: Also, the crappy fight scene, that was another first for me. D: I've never wrote anything that involved fighting, so another first. I did such a crappy job. I had absolutely no idea what to do for this chapter. None. Nada. Zip. I just kinda winged it. Gah, I do not like this chapter. the only part I liked writing was the Zemyx fluff. But I don't want this story to be Zemyx! I wanted it to be Soriku and AkuRoku-ish. D:

So, in order to fix my current Zemyx obsession, I started a Zemyx fic! D: Great, now I got one more thing to do.

Updates might come later now, I seriously need to do my IB summer homework. D: I just felt that I should update this one since I was starting a new fic. I kinda forced myself to write this chapter. Plus, some things I kinda either skipped or messed up with my original plan, meaning, I kinda screwed myself. D: I am thinking of re-doing this, but I'm not too sure yet. So, since I have no idea what to do with this, it might go on a temp-hiatus. But I will eventually update or do something with this. I love it too much to just let it die. I've been getting so many plot ideas for one shots and such, my brain is just having a creative implosion right now and I'm just so confused! DD:

Well, I hope you liked. :Sigh:

Until next chapter! ;D