As of right now, there may be possible (but extremely light) Zexion/Marluxia pairing. Depends on where I take this plot. ;)

I'll update on pairings as I work through the story, just so you guys know ahead of time.

Before the 3rd quarter of school, I loved science. I sat by Marluxia and Saix (he's not so bad) and Axel was no where near me. But then, things changed: seats. Unfortunately, I didn't move at all. Even worse, Marluxia got placed across the room, and worse still, Axel sits in front of me now…always teasing and taunting me. Since our teacher wasn't giving instruction, I had pulled out one of the many books I carry with me at all times.

"Aw, is the emo kid done talking for the day?" Axel said with a shark-like smirk. "So, Zexy, what book are ya reading? Is it the 'Sweeney Todd: Demon Barber of Fleet Street' movie novel?" He ran his hand over his fire red hair. "Perhaps you're just trying to pick up some new techniques to cut up those wrists of yours." Of course, I wasn't.

No matter how childish it was, the only response I could think of was sticking my tongue out at him. I looked towards the door when I heard a knock. Mr. Ryan looked up from his desk. He smiles. "Ah, you must be Demyx," He waves him in. Demyx took a few cautious steps forward and the walked the rest of the way without hesitating. Demyx hands him the neon pink hall pass. "Okay, Demyx, how about you take a seat next to Zexion."

Demyx nods silently. He pulls out the stool and sits down. I glance over at him and our eyes meet. Demyx smiled.

I smiled back. "Hey Demyx,"

"Ooo, Zexion, you dog!" Axel grins. "I see what you're doing!"

"And what would that be?" I said as I reopened my book. I didn't look up.

"You like Demyx, don't you?"

Now I look up. "As a friend," I corrected.

"Yeah, like-like him,"

"So, what if I did?"

"Then you do like Demyx?" Axel grinned as my face heated up.

"No! I never said-"

"Hey, guess what everyone?" The boy shouted as he stood. He pointed down at me. "Zexion is crushing on Demyx!"

"Oh, fuck," I groan as I burry my face in my arms.

Everyone laughed at me. Hearing their taunting and mocks hit me like a drowning wave. I felt like I was going to cry. Which, to be honest, I haven't cried since I was 10 years old when my dog died. So that was a long time ago. Boys don't cry, especially not Junior boys. Another familiar feeling returned: the feeling of cutting myself. But why? I wondered as a small tear slipped from the corner of my eye. Why do I care so much that Axel said I was crushing on Demyx anyway?

At that moment, Mr. Ryan came into the room. "WHAT is all this NOISE?"

Everyone fell silent. I look up just for a second, another tear escapes and my lips quivered.

"I want everyone quiet for 10 minutes." Mr. Ryan hissed. He came over to me. "Zexion," I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Would you like to talk about it?"

The knot in my throat made it hard to speak, but I was just barely able to choke out an answer. "Nuh-Nuh-No,"

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?"

"Yeah,"

I got up, and, covering my face, I left the classroom, tears beginning to fall steadily.

I was at my locker sometime later. I was getting my things for my last class when someone hugged me from behind. I knew who it was.

"Hey, Mar," I sniff.

"What happened?" Marluxia asked.

"Axel was being a bastard again," I answered, slamming my locker door.

"So do you really like Demyx? I can keep a secret,"

"I'd rather not talk about it right now,"

"Oh, okay," Marluxia shrugged. "Hey, I'll see you on the bus, okay?"

"Okay," I sighed.

"Don't feel too bad, Axel's like that." Marluxia hugs me one more time, and then leaves.

Knowing that that statement was true, I kicked my locker. "God! I HATE YOU, AXEL!"

I step inside my house and close the door. Sighing, I lean back.

"Zexion, is that you?"

"Yeah, mom!" I yelled. "Gonna go do my homework!"

"Okay honey!"

I always get my homework out of the way so I can do whatever I want until dinner's ready. I usually don't get any e-mail messages, but today there was one from Marluxia.

Zexion,

Are you sure you're alright? You seemed really upset still. I could tell by the look you always use when you're annoyed or angry or whatever. If you need to talk, I'm here for you. Call if you want.

Marly 3

I smiled for the first time since lunch. That's what I liked about Marluxia. He never gives up on you. It was 6:13. I grabbed the phone, dialed, and laid on my bed. One ring…two….three…

["Hello?"]

"Marluxia?"

["Hey, Zex, get my email?"]

"Yeah," I sighed. "I need to get things off my chest."

I explained what happened and Marluxia listened.

"I'm really getting tired of how Axel's treating me."

["Yeah, unless you're in his little posse you're fair game for taunting, teasing, mocking, the works."]

"And, I have some bad news,"

["Oh, no, what?"]

"I…I thought about cutting myself."

["Aw, you were doing so great with that!"]

"Yeah, I know. I just got so upset today…"

["Well, you didn't actually do it, so that's kind of a plus."]

"Yeah, I guess."

["Okay, feel better now, Zex?"]

"Yeah, thanks Marluxia,"

["Yup. Hey, I'll see you tomorrow."]

"Alright,"

Marluxia hung up.

"How will I ever survive now? If Axel opens his big mouth…rumors about me crushing on Demyx are going to spread like wildfire…."

Axel's such a bully…

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