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That night, Demyx had trouble sleeping.

He was too excited about meeting his new 'patient', of course!

So, a week passed, and so came the day that his new 'patient' was to arrive.

The day had started out sunny, but well into Demyx's 2nd period, it started pouring.

"So hey, Dem, you do know we're coming home with you to meet this guy," Larxene informed.

"Oh, well I didn't know, but I do now! Wait… I don' know if he'll be comfortable with a whole bunch of people around him like that, if what Axel said about him is true. You know, about him being traumatized and stuff." He all told them, looking a bit glum.

"Well, too bad for him then. We're comin!" Riku demanded.

"Well… Can't it wait a couple days? Please? How about tomorrow?" Demyx tried to bargain.

"Oh fine…" Scowled Marluxia.

"I think that waiting a day or too would be an excellent idea…" Namine said in her uber quiet voice.

"Nam, have you ever commit a sin?" Axel asked her, right as the bell rang.

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After school

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Dem POV

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Finally! He should be here today! Oh no, it's pouring, I hope he's not here yet so he wouldn't of had to wait in the pouring rain for me!!

I drove home as fast as I could, and when I got there I immediately hopped out of my car and looked towards my front door.

Well, he had already arrived.

He was on my front lawn, lying on his bag of things.

His hood from his black hoodie was covering his head, and I learned later that he had dozed off a while back.

Turns out that he was dropped off right after I reached school, meaning he had to wait in the rain all day!!

I heard a noise, and it was him sneezing.

Great, now he's sick.

I rushed up to where he was, and gently nudged him awake.

"Hey there, I'm guessing you're Zexion?" I asked him gently.

He only stared at me for a few minutes, before standing up and crossing his arms.

"Oh, I guess we should get inside, huh?" I asked him, chuckling lightly.

I led him inside, and as soon as he step foot in the house, he dropped his luggage on the ground and hastily walked down the hall, slamming all the doors open to see what was in them.

He found what he was looking for; the bathroom.

As soon as he did, he rushed in and began to barf.

Oh jeez… I ran after him, and comforted him by rubbing his back.

"Hey, you ok?" I asked, as he had begun to barf once more.

Finally after like, 10 minutes of throwing up, he was able to stand back up again.

His hood still up, he grabbed two envelopes out of his hoodie pocket.

Both were addressed to me, but both were also in different handwriting.

I opened the first one, and began to read:

Demyx,

Please take good care of Zexion. We may only be his friends, but that doesn't mean we won't worry. He is very fragile and has had a rough life. We text to keep in touch, since calling would be rather hard in this situation. If Vexen and I hear that you have been giving him a hard time, you will most definitely be hearing from us in person.

Sincerely,

Lexaeus and Vexen

Awww, so our little emo actually has friends to care for him!

I was stupid enough to say that out loud.

I swear, that glare could freeze hell over.

Well, up until its owner had to start having a coughing fit.

I sighed, and began reading the other letter:

Dear Demyx,

Both my husband and I are very very thankful for you trying to help our step-son.

We have been trying for years, so we had just given up until my sister mentioned you, a friend of my nephew's. Thank you, very much! I think it'd be best if I told you that our little Zexion is sick. We would've delayed his arrival until he was better, but there was only one flight to Washington…We are both sorry for putting you in this dilemma, and thank you ever so much again,

Mr. and Mrs. Ishida.

"You were already sick to begin with?! Then you sat out in the rain all day?! What the hell is wrong with you, you should've called me or something…oh wait, calling, very stupid thing to suggest. But still, you could've broken into my house!!" I yelled at him.

He winced, and I immediately felt horrible.

"Oh god, I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you! Yes, even if I've only known you for 15 minutes…" I told him, hugging him.

His reaction to the hug showed that he probably was not used to getting them, even if he was emo.

It was then that I realized that his hood was still on.

I quickly lowered it, and gasped at what I saw.

He was the most beautiful thing on the planet, I swear!

His hair was slate, with a tint of purple/blue, and his eyes were indigo.

He was real pale, but not in the bad way, and he was real thin, but in the bad way.

"You're too thin! You need to eat something, then you're going to bed!" I told him, dragging him out of the bathroom.

"I can't believe you're doubly sick now, too." I sighed, leading him to sit down at the kitchen counter.

I made him some macaroni and cheese, and he seemed to like it, I guess.

He only ate, like a fourth of it though.

"Was it that bad?" I asked, frowning.

He shrugged and looked at the ground, something he's been doing a lot.

I sat next to him, and said, "So I guess we should break the ice then, huh?" I asked.

He stared at me for a second, then got up and went to the freezer.

When he came back, he slammed an ice cube on the counter, it shattering everywhere.

He then rested his face in one hand; the elbow attached to it on the counter, and raised his eyebrows at me.

"You smartass." I told him, standing up.

I then did something he most certainly did not expect.

I picked him up bridal style and carried him to the guest room, where I put him on the bed and tucked him in.

"Get some rest, sicko." I told him as he sneezed.

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Later

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I was finally going off for bed.

When I had settled into a comfortable position and turned the lamp off, I heard a few interesting noises from Zexion's room, which was right next door to mine.

I heard his two feet touch the ground, and walk somewhere; his bag probably, I heard a zipper.

Then there was a rustling noise, like a candy bag or something.

The springs in his bed creaked as he sat back down on it, and afterwards I'd hear a tiny little crunch every now and then.

"Zex, what the hell are you doing? Go to bed!!" I yelled, banging on the wall.

The noise had stopped…For a few minutes.

I heard something hit the wall, a small tap.

It repeated for what seemed like forever!

After a while, they got weaker, and finally they stopped all together.

The final noise of the night was a whole bunch of whatever he was eating hitting the ground suddenly.

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Next morning

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So, after I woke up and ate breakfast, I went to check on Zex.

Silently, I snuck into his room.

He had been eating and chucking skittles at the wall last night, that's what it was.

He must've gotten annoyed at being interrupted from his snack; there were now rainbow colored dots all over the wall where he threw them, and the candies lay on the ground.

He was on his stomach, one arm dangling off the bed; that cause the bag of skittles to tip and all the fruities fall onto the floor; the bag was still clutched in his hand.

'Gods, why is he so familiar!' I thought, leaving the room. 'And cute! Adorable, hot, cute and sexy!'