"What are you talking about?" Axel asked.
"I kissed Zexion," Demyx repeated.
"When?"
"I dunno," Demyx answered. "Like ten or so minutes ago, but that's not why I'm calling. I don't know what to do now."
"Well if it was just a kiss then maybe he'll let it slide," Axel explained simply.
"That's the problem though, it wasn't just a kiss," Demyx said. "We may have gotten a little carried away with it."
"How carried away?"
"Uh, well I think I left a mark or two on his neck," Demyx answered slowly.
"Nice," was all Axel said and Demyx could hear his friend laugh slightly over the phone.
"Shut up," Demyx muttered. "Just help me and tell me what to do."
"Okay, okay," Axel said. "First though, which one of you led the kiss on?"
"I think that's mostly on Zexion's part," Demyx answered, thinking back to the other boy's actions. "Then again it might've been mostly me. I dunno."
"You're clueless," Axel responded with a groan. "Okay, it doesn't matter who led on more – you both did – what does matter is that he kissed back which means he's at least interested. If he is then you need to talk to him. Easy as that."
"You don't know if it'll be easy or not," the blonde said.
"True, but all you need to do is talk to him," Axel said then after a pause said, "I gotta go, see you at school." Before Demyx could respond he was hung up on. Sighing, he turned his phone off and put it down, all the while thinking of what he could and would say to Zexion.
After Demyx had left his house, Zexion left his room to get himself dinner before his mother and/or father got home. If they asked he could just say he already ate dinner and that way he wouldn't have to sit at the table with them and have them question the marks that were sure to be on his neck.
In the morning he made sure to get up and out of the house before his parents were even awake. It was earlier then he was used to and the morning air was a bit cold and he briefly regretted not grabbing a jacket. The walk to the school went by quickly much to Zexion's dismay. He didn't want to go to school but he also couldn't stay home.
With a sigh, he walked past the opened school gates and through the small groups of people gathering to the school building. Luckily since it was still a bit early, the halls were mostly vacant as well as the classrooms. His own homeroom was still empty but open so he went in and sat at a desk in the back. As he put his bag down he pulled out his phone and sent Marluxia a text telling the other to meet him in their homeroom.
After a while a few other students came into the classroom, some meeting up then leaving. Eventually Marluxia walked in and came over to where Zexion was seated.
"How come you're here so early?" he asked and sat down at a desk beside the other.
"No reason," Zexion answered and rubbed his neck, wishing the marks to go away.
"Hold on," Marluxia said, knowing the action. Reaching forward he grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled his hand away from his neck. "When and how did this happen?"
"Yesterday after school," Zexion answered only the first part of the other's question.
"How though?" Marluxia asked.
"Demyx kissed me," Zexion said quietly and rubbed his neck again.
"That is not just a kiss," the older teen pointed out. Then reaching forward once again he put his hand under Zexion's and ran his fingers over the mark. "Looks like he had a little fun."
"Stop," Zexion said and pushed away Marluxia's hand. "And it sucks 'cause I can't hide it."
"Yeah, that sweet spot of yours is both good and cruel to you," Marluxia agreed. "You do know Larxene and Luxord are gonna be all over this right?"
"Yes."
"Do your parents know?"
"No, they were both gone when it happened and I was able to get around them without them noticing it."
"So what are you gonna do now?" Marluxia asked.
"What do you mean?" Zexion asked in return and glanced to look at the other.
"You can't just kiss him and then not talk about it in any way," Marluxia explained. "One reason is because it'd be rude and another is that this could be good for you."
"I'm not sure if I should be taking dating advice from my ex boyfriend," Zexion said and started to play with the hem of his shirt.
"Fine then," Marluxia scoffed. "Ask others for advice and see what they say."
"You think and act like you know so much about relationships," Zexion started with a smirk coming to his lips, "but I bet you don't even realize Larxene likes you."
"What?" the older teen asked but wasn't heard as Zexion started listening to his iPod.
During classes Zexion almost constantly had his hand over the marks as he rubbed his neck. If asked he just blamed the reason on a sore neck. Everyone bought the excuse and left him alone. Others questioned why his neck was sore. Only a few people noticed the marks – some asking Zexion about them.
By the time lunch came, Zexion didn't bother to get food and waited at the table for Marluxia as he listened to his iPod. When the other did come to sit beside him, Zexion instantly moved to rest his head on Marluxia's shoulder. The pink haired teen didn't mind, knowing the other was probably having a bad day judging by the lack of food and headphones to block out noise. The table remained quiet until their two other friends joined the table with their trays in hand.
"There are the lovebirds," Luxord said as he sat down.
"Excuse me?" Marluxia asked with an eyebrow raised.
"How come you didn't tell us you two got back together?" Larxene questioned.
"What are you talking about?"
"Everyone's talking about it," Larxene answered. "They said you and Zexion have been hanging out more and now today he has a hickey on his neck." At the blonde's final words, Marluxia elbowed Zexion in the side causing the boy to open his eyes which he had closed at one point and sit up off Marluxia's shoulder.
"What?" he asked irritated as he took out his ear buds.
"Have you heard about the rumor?" Marluxia asked him.
"What rumor?"
"The one saying you two got back together," Luxord answered as he pointed between the two in question with a fry before eating it.
"Yeah, that rumor," Marluxia said. "Want to tell them the real reason for your hickeys?"
"No," Zexion answered simply before going to put his ear buds back on.
"Yes you will," Marluxia said and grabbed the boy's wrist to pull his hands down and preventing him from listening to his music. "Unless you want me to tell them, with added details."
"There are no details," Zexion snapped and pulled his hands away. Directing his next words to the two waiting blondes he said, "Demyx kissed me, that's all."
"That is not all," Larxene said with obvious amusement in her voice.
"Please just shut up," Zexion said with a groan as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. At that Larxene let her smile fall and glanced at Marluxia only to receive a shake of his head. Sitting back, she decided to drop the topic and start a conversation with Luxord. They all knew that when Zexion says 'please' he's not just saying it and it's best to do what he asks.
After lunch was Zexion's free period. During free period the students were allowed to join other classes as long as they didn't distract the students taking the classes. Some also filled their free time being a teacher's TA. He was currently in the hall with his back to a wall as he tapped along his phone's screen. He didn't want to be in his homeroom or anywhere else Marluxia and the two blondes might be.
After being in the hallway for more than he'd like to be, Zexion decided to head somewhere where he knew he'd find someone to talk to. Zexion was glad for the lack of people in the halls as he walked to his destination. As he reached the gym he pushed open the doors, revealing the sound of sneakers and basketballs going across the floor as well as some loud voices as some students called to one another.
Glancing around the room once, Zexion started to walk to where his friend was without getting in the way of other's basketball games. On the far side of the gym was Lexaeus shooting baskets in his own small court and as Zexion came to his side he glanced over once to see who was there.
"Hey," Zexion said, receiving a nod of acknowledgement as Lexaeus went to retrieve his basketball. "Can I ask you something?" he asked and received another nod. "Okay, say there's someone I like and said someone kissed me. What should I do now?"
As his friend spoke, Lexaeus shot another basket. "Talk to them," he answered and went to get his ball again.
Sighing, Zexion asked, "What am I supposed to say?" his only answer was a shrug of his friend's shoulder. He stood still as he thought about the possibilities of what to say before hearing a basketball hit the ground near him. Looking up quickly, he caught the ball before it hit his chest.
"What?" he question and watched as Lexaeus gestured to the basket. "Right, I'm interacting with a student in class therefore must take part or leave," he said more to himself as he mimicked one of the school rules. "Come on though, you know I have bad aim."
Lexaeus only crossed his arms and gestured once more to the basket. With another sigh, Zexion threw the basketball, only to have it the backboard beside the basket. "There," he said. "I'm leaving." With that he walked away from his friend and back to the gym doors.
Once back in the halls, Zexion stopped to think again. Getting out his phone he checked the time and saw that there was only about ten minutes left of his free period. Then opening his contact list he found Demyx's and clicked the option to send a message.
Typing out, 'Are you in class?' he sent the text.
Less than a minute later he received one back. Opening it he read, 'No. Why?'
'Where are you? I need to talk to you about something,' Zexion sent back.
After a couple minutes the blonde replied. 'Music room,' was all it read.
Sighing once again, Zexion started walking to the music room.
When he got to the music room, Zexion was surprised to see that Demyx was the only person there. The blonde sat in a chair with an acoustic guitar in his lap, his fingers lazily going over the strings. As Zexion walked over and sat next to the other, Demyx looked up then put the guitar aside.
"So what did you want to talk about?" he asked.
Thinking about the situation once more, Zexion pushed aside his thoughts and instead said, "Just wanted to talk about the lessons you've been giving me. Think we can schedule some for the rest of the week?"