Zexion had fallen asleep on his bed shortly after Demyx left. He was still asleep as Marluxia came into his bedroom, having let himself into the house. Sighing, Marluxia picked up the laptop, closing it, and set it over onto the window seat. Going back to the bed, Marluxia thought of ways to wake up the sleeping boy without getting kicked. He knew Zexion – thanks to their long relationship the year before – and he knew that the boy was a light sleeper, but if woke the wrong way – which is most ways – he'd become startled and kick out in defense.

Marluxia never did find a way to wake the younger boy and not get hit. So instead of thinking too much, the taller boy decided to just go for it. Getting onto the bed beside Zexion, Marluxia couldn't help but think that the sleeping boy must be really tired to not have woken up yet. When they were together and Marluxia came over and the boy had fallen asleep, the opening of his bedroom door usually woke him up. If not that than it was the noises Marluxia made around the room.

Pushing those thoughts aside, Marluxia moved to be somewhat above the other boy and used a hand to push Zexion's hair behind his ear. Definitely very tired, he thought to himself. Zexion never liked it whenever the older boy pushed his hair behind his ear and that was the final thing he had to do if Zexion didn't wake up from the noises. Marluxia knew from experience that the only reason for Zexion to sleep heavy is that he's stressed or deeply upset about something.

Smirking to himself, Marluxia tried something new and leaned down to put his lips to Zexion's ear. Quickly after the contact he nipped down near a piercing earning a startled noise from below and hands pushing him away. Instead of allowing himself to be pushed away, Marluxia held himself in place and continued to nip and suck the other boy's ear. Zexion's breath changed and despite his efforts his voice let out a small whimper of pleasure. Finally after receiving a knee to his body, Marluxia pulled away and sat up with a pleased smirk.

Zexion simply remained in place and glared up at the boy above him, doing his best to regain his normal breathing. Only Marluxia knew of his fetish of his piercings or skin around them being toyed with. Once his breath returned to normal, Zexion moved to sit beside Marluxia, un-tucking his hair as he did so. "You jerk," he said with a huff of breath. "So why are you here?"

"I know it's you," Marluxia answered simply.

"What's me?"

"The Anonymous Voice," the pink haired boy explained. "I know it's you," he repeated.

"Why would you think that?" Zexion asked, actually not knowing why the other would assume that.

"Don't act innocent. I've heard you sing before. I know your voice and I know you're the Anonymous Voice."

Thinking it over for a bit, Zexion thought of when he had sung in the past and how Marluxia was there to have heard. Then he remembered that singing for Marluxia was one of the things the two did as a couple. His singing turned out to be one of the things Marluxia liked best about him. The first time he heard it was by accident, but he insisted for Zexion to sing. Marluxia was the only one to have heard him sing up until now. The thoughts of the past almost made Zexion smile but he refuse to in front of Marluxia.

"You're right," Zexion said with a sigh to clear his thoughts. He pulled his legs up to his chest and rested his arms around his knees. "I'm the Anonymous Voice. So what do you want?"

"My dear boy, why would you assume I want something out of this?" Marluxia asked.

"Because I know you and I know coming here to ask if I was the Anonymous Voice wasn't your only reason."

"Smart boy," Marluxia said. "You are correct. I want something out of this. Do not worry, it is not something bad. All I want is to be included and have some fun."

"Okay fine," Zexion agreed. "But nothing too extreme."

"Like I said, do not worry," Marluxia reassured and put a hand on top of Zexion's head, ruffling the boy's hair, only to have his hand quickly pushed away. "I'll see you tomorrow." Getting off the bed, the older boy walked away and out of the room. Zexion sighed and fell back to lie down for a second time that evening, eventually falling asleep.

Due to falling asleep earlier than usual, Zexion was able to put up a new song cover before school. The audio had already been done; all he needed to do was put in the clues. Not wanting to think of something about himself, he decided to go down to the comments and chose an easy one. He put in the next two clues at the end of the video before uploading it.

8. No I don't play any instruments, but I do plan to learn a couple.

9. Yes, I have some piercings.

After the song cover was uploaded he grabbed his bag and left for school. By the time he did get to school, the halls were already filled with other students on their phones, some with headphones on. He also noticed students gathered in the computer lab when he walked pass.

He made his way to homeroom and found it mostly empty. Homeroom was a short period before first and the students were allowed in there before the morning bell as well as their free period. The students in there now were either on their phones or finishing up homework from the night before. He saw Marluxia sitting in the back with his own phone out and went over to join him.

"You know," Marluxia started after glancing at Zexion. "'Some' is an understatement for the amount of piercings you have," he said with a smirk. He turned off his phone and put it down on the desk, turning slightly in his seat to face Zexion. "I should know," he said and used a hand to go under the neckline of Zexion's v-neck, his fingers brushing over the collar bone piercings.

Zexion quickly pushed the other's hand away from him, not wanting his piercings touched. "I meant 'some' by only the ones people can see. Besides, I don't even have that many."

"Oh yeah?" Marluxia questioned. "You have your earlobes pierced once, your tragus on one ear, helix on the other, tongue pierced, your collar bones, and hips. That's nine piercings. Unless you got more I'm unaware of."

"No," Zexion said with a small shake of his head, referring to the last part Marluxia spoke. "And I don't plan to get more. Not now at least." After saying that, Zexion paused to think of any piercings he would consider.

"Good, 'cause you do have more than enough," the older teen said.

"Don't act like you never liked it," Zexion teased in return. Marluxia loved to toy with his piercings and he was sure the taller boy would still be glad to do it to this day despite them being apart. If given the opportunity of course.

"That's not the point," Marluxia defended himself. "So I was thinking last night," he started, earning a groan from Zexion as the smaller boy let himself slouch in his chair. "Shut up," Marluxia snapped shortly. "Anyway, what I was thinking about was that we should spice this up a little."

"Why do I feel like I'm not gonna like your idea?" Zexion asked with a sigh.

"Sh, you," Marluxia said, going to put a finger on Zexion's lips but was pushed away before he could make contact. "Now here's my idea. A live chat room where people ask you questions. It'll be fun."

"I dunno," Zexion said hesitantly. "I personal think anything live could be risky."

"Don't worry about that. We'll make an entirely new account and profile so no one can track it to you. Plus it'll help them narrow it down."

"But that's not what I want," Zexion argued. "I don't want them to know it's me. Not yet."

"You're gonna have to let them figure you out sooner or later," Marluxia reasoned. "You can't just quit now and leave them hanging. Even if you did they'd still want to know who the Anonymous Voice was."

"I know," Zexion sighed. "So how are we gonna get the word around for the live chat without anyone questioning us about it?"

"Easy," the older teen said. "Instead of clues for your next video, put in the information at the end. I'll come over tonight to help set it up."

"Okay," Zexion agreed. Taking his bag off his shoulders, he put it on the desk and pulled out his iPod along with a lollipop. Marluxia smirked to himself watching his ex, knowing well that the boy couldn't listen to music without being tempted to sing along, hence the lollipop to keep him distracted.

No wonder he always tasted like candy, Marluxia thought then picked his phone back up.

Between periods the halls filled with students as they walk to their lockers and or next class. Others stood by the classroom door talking and waiting for the bell. As long as it was okay with their teacher they wouldn't be considered late since they only stood outside.

There was obvious talk about the song cover Zexion had put up this morning. Even though he had mentioned in a clue that he was gay, most of the girls were still practically obsessed. While he was at his locker, Zexion overheard many conversations people were having as they passed. Most of them were guessing and asking each other who they thought the Anonymous Voice was. They were still far off from guessing Zexion which was good.

Zexion's next class was science and soon after he got to the class he was greeted by Demyx who he had barely seen move before confronted with him.

"Hi Zexion," the blonde said. Before Zexion could respond with a greeting, Demyx continued, "I was wondering if you can help me with my math after school."

"Uh, yeah," Zexion said slowly, still slightly overwhelmed by how fast the taller teen had got to him and spoke. "Just meet me at the gates like yesterday."

"Got it," Demyx said and walked away and over to where it looked like Axel and Marluxia were arguing. Zexion sighed. Knowing Marluxia, the pink haired teen probably hadn't helped at all with the project and now he was busying himself with Zexion. That was most likely what the two teens were arguing about.

Science class went by quickly, the teacher only giving out a few study guide sheets to fill out. After that, the rest of the school day followed shortly and Zexion found himself once again waiting at the school gates. It didn't take long for the blonde to come and they left to go to Zexion's house. Demyx kept a good small conversation going so the walk wasn't as bad as the one the day before.

When they got to the younger boy's house, Demyx proceeded to take his shoes off like before. Zexion didn't bother to remove his shoes and went to leave the entry room, stopping as a female voice called out, "Zexion! Take your shoes off!"

Sighing, Zexion stepped away from the door and went back to take his shoes off, pushing them off from the heels. Once his shoes were off, Zexion left the entry room with Demyx close behind. They walked to go to Zexion's room but was stopped by the female voice.

"Zexion," the voice was gentle and kind, with a hint of curiosity to it. Demyx turned in the direction of the voice and came face to face with a young woman. Her hair was the same color as Zexion's, maybe a shade or two lighter though, and pulled into a thick side fish tale braid. Her eyes were also the same as Zexion's, but seemed to hold worry and sadness in them.

"Yes mother?" Zexion said and turned to the woman.

"Who's this?" she asked kindly as if she was talking to a child and asking who they had drawn on paper.

"Demyx, my science partner for a project," Zexion explained shortly. "We're gonna go do our work now."

"Wait," his mother said almost too quickly. "How about you two wait at the table and I'll make you something small to eat."

"I think we're good," Zexion said and walked away. Demyx turned back to the boy's mother, smiling at her before following.

Zexion was already sitting on his bed getting his homework out. Demyx went over to join. "Can I ask what that was about?" he asked as he unzipped his bag.

"What was what about?" Zexion asked in return.

"I dunno. I just felt like there was something off between you and your mom."

Zexion paused before moving his gaze away from Demyx and saying, "She doesn't like me."

"Why?" Demyx asked cautiously.

"I think it's because she expected her only son to grow up and bring home girls she can talk to, marry a beautiful bride, have kids, and not be a disappointment," Zexion said, his voice lowered. Despite the low volume he spoke in, Demyx was able to pick up the sadness in it. "I'm an only child and since I'm gay she's upset she can't have any blood related grandchildren. She disapproves of my piercings. She didn't like my relationship with Marluxia – said he was a bad influence – and now does her best to keep me from going into my room alone with a boy. All that aside, what do you need help with in math?"

Demyx silently got out his math work he needed help with and showed it to Zexion. Whatever sadness the younger boy had showed was gone now. He helped Demyx figure out his math, finding different ways to do the problems until one worked for the blonde. He was then able to do most on his, often asking Zexion to check or for help.

Once he was done with his math, Demyx sat and watched Zexion as the smaller boy finished writing something. "Is that your natural hair color?" he wondered aloud.

"Yes."

"Hm, I find that hard to believe."

Setting down his work, Zexion moved to on his knees in front of Demyx. The blonde was taken aback by the sudden movement and tensed slightly at the feeling of arms going around his neck. Zexion was now very close to him – almost chest to chest – with his arms around Demyx's neck and his breath by the blonde's ear.

"Do you want me to prove it?" he asked and Demyx could feel one arm leave from around his neck as it went to the smaller boy's belt. "I don't mind," Zexion whispered as he pulled himself closer to Demyx, lips barely touching the blonde's ear.

Feeling nervous about the whole situation, Demyx stuttered out, "Uh, no, that's not necessary. I believe you."

"Do you?"

"Yeah, so you can move now," Demyx said and put his hands on the boy's hips, gently pushing Zexion away. The push earned him a small gasp from Zexion, but that went almost unnoticed.

"I didn't think you'd react that way," he said with a smirk. At the soft glare and pout he received from the other he said, "Relax, it was only a joke."

Demyx huffed then looked down at the bed. Then remembering the gasp he asked, "What was with the gasp?"

"Hm?" Zexion hummed, seeming to have been thinking, looking over at Demyx. "Oh that, you pushed on my piercings. That's not important though. I believe you owe me a piano lesson."

Before Demyx could say anything, Zexion had grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to his feet. He led him out of the bedroom and down the hall. As they walked down through the house, Demyx glanced in to the kitchen and living room, but the other boy's mother wasn't seen. He kept following Zexion to the other side of the house until they reached a door.

Zexion opened the door and entered, closing the door behind Demyx. The blonde was surprised by the room they had entered. It was a small recording studio, but big enough to hold a few instruments, including a piano.

"Wow," Demyx said as he looked around. "How come you have a recording studio in your house?"

"My dad's a music producer and my mom's a musician. They use the studio to record demos."

"Wait, if your mom's a musician how come your asking me to teach you how to play?" the blonde asked without thinking. Zexion's only response was to look at Demyx, the look from earlier back in his eyes. "Oh right, sorry."

"It's fine. Come on," he said and walked into the studio to where the piano was. Demyx followed and sat down beside Zexion on the bench. "Do you have anything planned or should I get one of my mother's sheets?"

"Hm, sheets," Demyx answered. Zexion nodded and got up to go get them. When he came back he set them in their place and waited for Demyx to do what he needed to. Looking over the sheets, Demyx mumbled an 'okay' to himself and reached up to place his hands on the keys. "Watch carefully," he said before starting to play a few keys. "See if you can copy that."

Zexion lifted his hands from his lap and put them in place with some help from Demyx. He copied the keys he had watched Demyx play before him, messing up only a few times. Once he got the keys correct and in the right order, Demyx helped him remember which keys were which and how to read the sheets. Zexion silently listened and watched, nodding to let Demyx he understood. While doing so, the smaller boy had unconsciously tucked his own hair behind his ear gaining a small and unnoticed smile from Demyx.

They were able to add on more notes as Zexion started to get the hang of it. He often stumbles with his fingers or forgot the new notes, but Demyx was quick to help him. By the time they got most of the beginning of the song down, the sound of the doorbell went through the house. Zexion quickly stopped playing and got up from the bench.

"Were you expecting someone?" Demyx asked as he got up and followed.

"Yeah," Zexion answered and stopped to look at the clock. "It's getting late, maybe you should go get your things and head home."

Checking the time, Demyx said, "Okay," and left to get his things from Zexion's room.

Zexion went to answer the door, unlocking it before opening it. Outside stood Marluxia who as soon as the door was opened asked, "Why the hell was your door locked?"

"My mother left and locked it," Zexion answered. "Come on; let's just get this done before she gets back. She'll freak if she knew you were here. You know how she is about me being alone with boys. Now I have two in the house."

"Huh?" Marluxia asked as he stepped in. "Am I interrupting something?" he asked smirking as he ran his fingers through the boy's hair which was still tucked behind his ear, un-tucking it and letting it fall into Zexion's face like normal.

Zexion stepped away, ignoring the taller teen's chuckle. "Shut up," he said and left the entry room knowing Marluxia would follow. They walked pass Demyx, the two older teens glancing at each other – Marluxia with a hint of amusement in his eyes. Demyx quietly said a goodbye to Zexion and left as the other two went to the younger boy's room.

"Okay, give me your laptop," Marluxia said as he sat down on the bed. Zexion didn't say anything, instead going to the window seat to pick up his laptop. He took it to Marluxia and sat down next to him. Marluxia opened the laptop and went to the site they would use for the live chat, clicking the option to create a new account. He filled out the information, using Zexion's email and setting the password to 'anonvoice6' and username to 'AnonymousVoice'. "How about we schedule the live chat for next Friday? That way you post a new song on Monday and the word will get around."

"That's fine," Zexion agreed. "Though I doubt it'll take long for everyone to know."

"True, but the more time the more people will know and possibly come to the chat. I'd bet at least half the school will show."

Zexion groaned and fell back to lie down. "Don't say that."

Marluxia simply smirked, knowing the boy always got nervous with a big amount attention on him despite whatever the occasion may be.

Okay, just a couple things I'd like to mention.

One, check out the listed upcoming stories on my profile and vote in the poll which ones you'd like to see. You don't have to, but it'd be nice to get some feedback.

And two, the live chat will be in the next chapter and I thought it'd be fun to ask you guys to send a question in a review. Just pretend you're a student and ask a question you'd ask to the Anonymous Voice. You can even let your inner fangirl out into it. It'll also help get the next chapter up soon.