Author's note: are you surprised? I updated twice in a week! Don't get used to it though… I don't normally write that much in a week.
On with the story
Crimson Tears4. Adjusting (cont.)
After Zexion and Xemnas' little fight, I found someone to help me find my classes. The kid was at least two years younger than me; I was tempted to ask how he even knew where my classes were. But I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to offend the spiky blonde helping me out. If I offended him, he probably wouldn't help me out. Scratch that, he definitely wouldn't help me out.
"So…. do those two argue often?" I asked, referring to Xemnas and Zex.
"Well, kind of. Superior makes it his business to make most of our lives a living hell. Especially Zexion's," the kid replied.
"Why him especially?" I wondered.
"Well, a few years back, they dated."
"What?" I shuddered, "that's creepy."
" Will you let me finish?!" Kid has a temper, hmm. " Anyway, one day Zexion stopped talking to Xemnas altogether. Earlier that week Xemnas had gotten mad at Mullet boy and-"
"You mean Demyx?" I asked, wondering if anyone else wore their hair in a mullet.
"Argh! Yes! Now can I finish explaining without you interrupting?!" Like I said before, the boy had issues.
"Go ahead Roxas."
"Thank you… now as I was saying: Earlier that week Xemnas had gotten mad at Demyx and in revenge ripped up every last song and poem Dem had written. Zexion being Dem's friend was not happy. So, he just stopped dating and talking to Xemnas altogether." Roxas finally stopped talking.
So that's why Demyx was so terrified of the 'superior'. Cause the guy had ripped up his songs over some pointless disagreement probably. "I didn't know Demyx wrote poetry."
"You didn't? How can you not, you said you were his roommate." He asked in disbelief.
"I-" Roxas cut me off.
"Here it is, the senior campus. Your classes should all be inside down the hall to the left." He turned to walk away.
"Uh. Thanks kid."
Roxas turned back around, a not-so-nice look on his face. Did I offend him or something?
"Don't call me 'kid'. I'm fifteen, don't talk to me like I'm eight." The spiky blonde growled in a toneless voice. Looks like I did offend him, whoops.
"Okay." I smirked; he looked cute when he was glaring. But if he keeps glaring I might just have to smack his pretty little face
"I mean it! Don't call me-"
"Hey Roxy!" A cheerful voice shouted running over to us and hugging Roxas from behind. He was about half a foot taller than the blond, but he had the same big blue eyes. His hair was spiky too, just a little longer and browner than 'Roxy's'. "How's my baby brother doing? I miss not having you in my dorm anymore, now who's going to wake you up and help you get ready?" This spiky brunette babbled happily.
The look on Roxas's face was one of utter defeat, (and annoyance). "Sora," Roxas groaned," I was trying to make a point."
Sora just tilted his head smiling, "And?" He asked.
"You just ruined it." Roxas sighed. I chuckled, poor Roxy, can't even get a point across without being humiliated.
"Oh." Sora said, "Sorry."
Before I got too happy, I heard a voice that I definitely did not want to hear again. "Hey Sora, hey kid." Demyx greeted, coming up the path to us. I cringed at the sight of him.
"Argh! Don't call me that! I just finished yelling at him for it!" Roxas pointed at me," Don't make me say it twice!"
"Calm down Roxy," Demyx cooed (creepy),"I'm sorry. I was just playing. Learn to relax."
"Yeah Roxas, you're never gonna get a girlfriend if you don't learn how to take a joke." Sora commented in a singsong voice," Or a boyfriend for that matter."
Roxas just turned cherry red and hissed, "Hey! I'm not like that you asshole! You're the freak not me!"
Sora just laughed at his brother's reaction. " I know, I was just seeing if you could take a joke… apparently not."
"That's not fair! That wasn't a very nice joke." Roxas defended pouting.
"Yeah I know. But you did say that I needed to 'mean' up." Sora stated matter of factly. Just then the bell ringed.
"Damn it!" Both brothers cursed, scrambling off, trying to hurry to their classes before the second bell.
"Heh. I see you've met Roxas. He's a handful isn't he?" mullet boy asked me.
"Uh, I guess." I said, eager to escape from the guy.
"Hey, where you going? You're classes are this way. Not that way!" Demyx shouted, making me halt.
"How do you know where my classes are?" I asked, my voice laced with suspicion.
"Hey, don't get all defensive," he squeaked in his high-pitched voice." I just happened to see your schedule this morning. You have all your classes with me and Zexy."
'You have all your classes with me.'Insert loud, never ending scream of NOOOOOOO!!!! right here. That sentence is so scary it makes Saw look like a cute little bunny.
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A/N: in the next chapter Axel will finally spend some time with Demyx and Zexion. Poor Axel.