Author Note: Sorry for the wait…wasn't too much of a wait though…AHHHH. Err…anyways, here is the first chapter and I hope everyone enjoys it! Thanks….

-Chapter One-

A Bus Ride

Roxas left the front door and began walking to the local bus stop. His father couldn't afford to drive Roxas to school, not with the price of maintaining a car these days and the amount it took to keep his mother alive. But Roxas didn't really mind. During the school year, Roxas got the opportunity to relax for 15 minutes before and after school. It was his way of preparing himself for the loud student body.

It was windy today, but still sunny. Small white cumulous clouds slowly swam through the sky, occasionally blocking the sunlight. Cars drove past Roxas as he made his way to the bus stop, fellow students were driving them. The students observed him as they drove past. Roxas was the mystery at school. They were nice cars, sporty and shiny, sleek and sexy. When they flew past him, they made small humming noises. Rich cars.

Roxas ignored them, and looked to his left. The ocean looked nice today, exceptionally nice. It was calm, and the deep blue color radiated against the yellow dawn. Waves droned out the machinery rushing past him and churned the thoughts in his mind.

After five more minutes of walking, he finally reached the bus stop, on time. The bus came shortly after. It was large, dirty, and noises. Roxas couldn't really understand why the peace of junk was still running, or how rather. As he got in he gave the driver a dollar and took a seat a couple rows behind him. The driver gave him a toothless grin and nodded in appreciation. After Roxas sat down, the bus began to move again. But there was another sound, a human voice, which seemed to reach the bus. It was quiet at first, but Roxas soon made out the words…

"Stop!"

"Ummm, Mr. Jones, I think someone was a little late for the bus." Said Roxas.

"Hmmm?" He looked at his mirror. "Oh great, a regular who's late." He signaled and parked at the curb, opening his door.

"Phew, thanks man." Said a tall blonde as he handed him the fee. He was wearing blue skinny jeans and a tight black shirt, his spiky blonde hair looked like the crash of a wave.

"Don't thank me thank the boy sitting two seats behind me. And don't make it a habit. Humph, kids these days."

Demyx scanned the bus, and chose the only seat available. Roxas didn't have a relationship with Demyx. His friends had always shielded from him, as if the spikes in his hair were tipped with a fatal poison. But Roxas never understood why. He thought Demyx was funny. Nonetheless, Sora forbade Roxas to come near him. He used the excuse "I don't want you to get mixed in with the wrong crowd." Although, Roxas had never seen Demyx with anyone else, he seemed like such a loner. Not the Roxas wasn't. Sure he had friends, but did they want to be with him? Or did they pity him. The thoughts mixed and mixed.

Demyx never made any connections with Roxas, he had always wanted to. There seemed to be something there. Something deep. Almost as deep as the ocean. He wasn't like his friends, instead of loud and happy, Roxas was quiet and thoughtful.

"Hey." Said Demyx as he sat on the brown leather seat.

"Hi." Roxas replied.

The two sat in silence for five minutes before anything was said again. Roxas gazed at the window, and only moved when the rickety bus jiggled, which was very often. The ocean was nice today, very, very nice.

"Man I'm bored. Will you tell me a story?" Demyx's brown eyes looked hopeful into the blue of Roxas'

"Uhh…a…a s-story?"

"He speaks!" Demyx yelled.

A group of mothers all holding small children glared at him while shushing and the same time.

"Fine I'm quiet. So will you?"

"Tell you a story?"

"Uh huh." He looked excited, almost like a little boy.

"About what?"

"I don't know. Ugh I'm so bored. Hey! I just noticed something, we've never been introduced! I'm Demyx!" He stuck his hand out.

"I'm Roxas." He took his hand and shook it. There was something about that handshake that lasted with Roxas throughout the entire day.

"Sooooooooo what's your schedule?" Asked Demyx. It was a typical question to ask on the first day of school. But he was so curious about Roxas. His features were light, and his blue eyes gave seemed to be endless. Soft pink lips covered an adorable smile and his hair gave him an edgy yet approachable look.

"Well, first hour I have Advanced Algebra."

"Ewww…Math first hour? That blows. Who's your teacher?"

"It says here that his name is…it doesn't give a first name. Just says Professor Vexen."

"Ew!!!"

"Shh!!!"

"Sorry, sorry."

"You don't like him?"

"Well, last year we had a few conflicts. Like when he through the eraser at me for getting the wrong answer. Negative two my ass." Roxas chuckled at this and Demyx gave him a warm smile.

"Hopefully I'll survive."

"I'm sure you will, you seem like a tough kid. How old are you anyway?"

"I'm 17, a junior, you?"

"I'm a big scary 18 year-old-senior who can buy dirty magazines." He said proudly. "Do you want one? What are you interested in?"

"Umm…"

"Kidding, Roxas, kidding. So what's the rest of your schedule like?"

"I have AP English second hour, and then I have an open period. Lunch, then Physics, French 3, and Drawing."

"Do you have Lionheart for Drawing?"

"Yeah."

"Dude! We totally have Drawing together. Wanna sit next to me?" Asked Demyx. He seemed to be way excited about this.

"Sure, I guess it really doesn't matter in Drawing."

"Doesn't matter? Of course it matters, you're sitting next to me! And I am kinda amazing?"

"Really?"

"Ouch denied." The two laughed chuckled together, but then a curious thing happened. They gazed into each others eyes, as if gazing into the infinite.

"I'm sorry I must still be asleep." Roxas said quickly.

"Yeah, me too. Usually I have like a frapachino or something." Demyx said equally fast.

They turned and looked away from each other. Roxas wasn't gay. No. He couldn't be. What would Sora and the others think? What would his dad think? What would Demyx think? No. He had to get those thoughts out of his head. He always considered himself straight, but there was something about Demyx, those lips, the hair, the butt, it made him want to experiment, to dabble in something new. He had lived quite the sheltered life.

"Okay, guys, we're here. Destiny Island High." Called the bus driver.

"Thanks for stopping for me when I called out. I'm sorry about that again."

"Humph. Sure."

"Bye Mr. Jones, thanks." Said Roxas.

"Roxas," called the driver "He may have been late, but give this kid a chance. Seems kinda like a dolphin."

"Sure, I'll try."

Roxas climbed down the slippery steps and walked onto the sidewalk of his school. Something about this day made Roxas think about the school year. It was going to be an interesting one, to say the least.

AN: So I'm down with the first chapter and I'm kind of happy with it. I hope all of you are too. Please read and review!!!! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it!