*author's note: I have suddenly gotten super excited about this story so I decided to update again :p. Also, I own none of the kingdom hearts characters or places, even though I wish a certain redhead were real so I could marry him and have little pyromaniac babies. Just saying.

Confessions and Storage Closets

I ended up skipping the rest of the day of school, not because I was scared of him, I mean he had humiliated me in front of the whole school, but no, because I had liked him kissing me way too much, even if it had been a little too rough for my liking. And the fact that I liked it made me frozen in shock. I guess that was it, I was gay. And I hadn't even fallen for a nice quiet protective guy like Riku, or a quiet loyal guy like Zexion. No, I had a crush on the biggest flirt in the school who picked up unsuspecting little boys left and right and who made my head hurt whenever I was around him. I may like him, but there's no way he likes me. His sole goal in kissing me in the middle of the hallway like that must've been a new kind of warfare that I wasn't yet aware of. Embarrass the Blondie in front of people so that he finally learns to shut the fuck up. That must've been it. He must've meant to disgust me to the point of never being able to look at him again, much less talk to him. Unfortunately for Axel though his plan had had the opposite effect. And now I had no idea what the hell I was going to do.

***********************************Demyx POV***********************************************************

I walked down the hallway in a kind of daze. I had just seen my baby brother getting ravished by somebody who was one of my friends in the middle of the hallway. I mean I knew Axel had had a bit of a thing for Roxas in the beginning, but after the first night it seemed to kind of die out. Thinking of that first night where all the guys came over to hang out gave me a flashback of what had happened in the hallway with Zexion. I could remember his lips and how is blue emo hair was soft like silk, and how even though he was normally so withdrawn and quiet, once he had started kissing me he had become this other person, this person who was sexy, self-assured and ready to take control. And I loved it.

The surprising part was that it had happened so suddenly. After some of the guys had decided to go home, I had gotten curious and asked Zexion what he and Roxas had been talking about upstairs, and with that he smirked at me then looked at my lips, looked at my eyes, and then leaned forward and pecked me on the lips. After that I can't really remember who had taken further initiative, but I was a bit worried that I might have pounced on him.

Although he had given no signs that anything had changed between us, and that was part of the problem. I had finally gotten to kiss the boy I've liked for quite a while, and now he was pretending it hadn't happened. I furrowed my brows in concentration. Maybe I was a bad kisser? Maybe he had just been bored? Maybe he'd filled his quota for human contact for the year? I didn't know. But every time I came into the group I'd give him a small smile, and he'd nod his head at me. I sighed it frustration and pinched the bridge of my nose. I turned the corner to head towards the cafeteria for lunch and suddenly felt myself get yanked back by the collar of my shirt backwards and a door getting shut and darkness engulfing me.

"uhhhh… hello?" the shake in my voice embarrassed me and I took a big gulp to try to straighten it out. I heard some movement and then the room was engulfed in light. I looked around and noticed that the room was a storage room, quite large and a bit dusty, and the other person in the room was Zexion.

"hi Demyx. Sorry about the kidnapping, but I need to talk to you. " I gulped and braced myself internally. This would not be good.. but I vowed to myself I would not cry infront of him.

"what about?" I grinned and started laughing a little nervously. His brow furrowed and he walked over so he was standing infront of me.

"I'm sorry for kissing you like that before. I know you probably weren't expecting it and I'm sorry if I offended you in any way by doing it. But I have to explain myself to you." I stuttered trying to get a word in but he held up his hand to stop me, silver eyes locking with mine momentarily and shifting down to the floor.

"I like you Demyx, a lot. And not in a friend kind of way. Kissing you might have been one of the best moments in life I've experienced so far. And I kept my distance this past week to give you time to figure out if you want me that way too. But waiting to hear your descision and not being able to touch you is driving me crazy. So I need to know now. And I'm sorry if that's selfish and if that makes me a bad person. But I cant handle seeing you, being near you, and not knowing where we stand." He shuffled his feet back and forth, hands in pockets, slouched down, his hair covering his face and making dark shadows across it. I stood there frozen in shock. He liked me? He liked ME? A grin broke out on my face and I practically skipped over to him, grabbed his face and kissed him. He was stiff and didn't kiss me back at first but then slowly started participating. When we broke apart there was a grin on my face and a small smile on his.

"I like you too Zex. Now if you every stay that far away from me for that long again, I'll kill you. You had me going crazy wanting to touch you." I smiled at him and pecked him on the cheek and then his lips. "So can I tell people your my boyfriend or is this a secret thing?" I held my breath waiting for the words I longed to hear.

"Demyx, this is not a secret thing, or atleast I don't want it to be. But if we're out in the open about this I'm warning you now I may get a little possessive of you" he looked at me from behind his fringe and smirked at me. My insides melted and I swore to myself that that smirk of his must be his secret weapon.

"Fine by me, I'm all yours" I grinned widely once more and threw my arms around his head, pulling him to me while simultaneously pushing us against a wall. Needless to say we missed lunch, and maybe the class after it too.