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"How was your first day in your new school?" Cloud asked his younger siblings. Roxas and Sora sent glances to each other before they smirked. "What are you two smirking about?"

"We got to meet some more vampires," Sora replied.

"And we're in a school gang," Roxas added with the smirk still on his face.

"You're what?!" Cloud asked. He remembered when he was in a school gang. Was great at first, then things took a turn in life and he just quit that gang. "What are you two thinking? Don't you remember all the shit I went through when I was in a gang? Do you want to go through that?"

"Relax, Cloud," Sora said in a calming tone. "It's okay. The gang's called 'Nobodies' and it's just Riku, Axel, and their friends. All vampires. It's cool. They're not like the gang you were in."

"Yeah," Roxas agreed, nodding his head a bit. "We remember what you went through when you were in your old school gang. We'll be careful."

"I am going to kill Riku," Cloud mumbled to himself.

"Why kill him?" the twins asked, blinking a couple times.

"Getting you two involved in a gang."

"Cloud, the gang is made of vampires," Sora stated.

"And they're all Riku and Axel's friends," Roxas added for his brunet twin. "And besides, Riku said that it's better to be a Nobody then a Heartless."

"Heartless?" Cloud asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The principal and most of the staff," Sora replied. "Maleficent acts like you in the morning without coffee, Cloud."

"And let's add the stick up the ass," Roxas said, laughing a little.

"Let's also add beating you two senseless," Cloud spoke, giving the twins a smirk before his younger brothers looked at each other, and ran away yelling something about crazy big brother killing them. "Geez, those two are idiots."

Somewhere

"What are we doing back here, Zexion?" Demyx asked, raising his arms up a bit before he crossed them over each other behind his head. "Xemnas is still around, you know. So why are we here? He could find us."

"You know that even if he did, then I wouldn't let him get you," Zexion pointed out, turning his head around to look at the blond that followed him. "We're just here to ask someone what's been going on and why Xemnas has been talking to Vincent lately. He's planning something, and I know it."

"I don't want to sound rude or anything, but won't anyone that still works under Xemnas try to attack and kill us?"

"Not a certain blonde that you like to annoy."

"The Sadist?" Demyx asked, blinking a bit as he continued to follow the blunet.

"You know how much Larxene hates it when you call her that," Zexion pointed out. "Why do you call her that?"

"Because it annoys her!" Demyx chirped. "And it's fun to annoy her!"

"Just like it's fun to kill you every time you call me that!" a female voice yelled out before a blonde teenage girl, looked like she was in her late teens, hopped down from one of the surrounding trees. "And that's the last warning you are getting, Demyx. Stop calling me a sadist." Demyx smirked a bit before he just turned his head, looking in a different direction to avoid the glare Larxene was giving him. Both Larxene and Zexion sighed a bit before the blonde vampire spoke. "So Zexion, what do you want?"

"Xemnas let Sephiroth go," Zexion pointed out before Larxene nodded a bit. "And Sephiroth went back to his younger brother. And according to Riku's older brother, Xemnas has been in contact with Vincent. Any idea why?"

"Plotting something," Larxene replied with a shrug. "But Vincent wasn't the only one visiting Xemnas. There have been a few werewolves, too. We don't really know what's going on, but we do know this: Xemnas is planning something. And somehow, it involves Vincent. Don't bother asking me why, because I don't really know. Xemnas only tells Saix what's going on since he trust scar-face a lot more then the rest of us."

"So you have no idea what he is planning?" Zexion asked, his expression not changing, like the tone of his voice.

"Not a thing," Larxene replied, slowly shaking her head side to side as she placed her hands on her hips. "He might be trying to make a truce with the werewolves, or he might be using them for something and kill them once that something is over and done with. For all we know, he could be trying to come up with a way that will make him ruler of vampires and werewolves alike."

"He's been that way," Demyx pointed out. "I doubt it will ever happen."

"Same here," Zexion sighed. "It hasn't happened the past few centuries, so it won't happen anytime soon."

"It might," Larxene argued. "The first few centuries might have just been preparations. He seems to be acting more menacing then he had been in the past. And less trustworthy of others since you two left. The only ones that know of his plans are Saix, and possibly Vincent. He might know, he might not. Don't try to approach him to get information, Zexion. I know the way you think. He's too dangerous for you to approach."

"Then maybe we can get some information out of Saix."

"Saix would kill you two on sight," Larxene pointed out. "Ever since you two left, Xemnas demanded the others to kill you if they see you. Most of us don't want to."

"Who was the werewolf that spoke to him?" Zexion asked.

"A member of Seifer's pack," Larxene replied. "That's all I know. I couldn't tell who it was. I didn't get a good look at him."

"Alright," Zexion sighed. "Thanks, Larxene. Demyx and I should leave now before Xemnas finds out we're here."

"Okay," Larxene replied, nodding her head a bit. "Sorry I couldn't have been more informative."

"It's alright," Zexion said. "Let me or Demyx know if you find out anything new."

"I will, Zexion. I should leave now. Bye, for now."

Zexion nodded his head as Demyx waved at the other blonde vampire. "Bye, for now, Larxene!" Demyx called out to the retreating vampire before Larxene disappear into the shadows of the woods. "So, what now, Zexion?"

"We go spy on the werewolves," Zexion replied. "Se if we can find anything out."

"You've always been like this," the blond complained. "Ever since we were humans. You never had any time for fun. Come on, Prince. Lighten up!"

"Been a while since you last called me that," Zexion chuckled.

"Well," Demyx sighed. "It's the truth. Why you always came out and played with me when we were kids, I will never know. Did you feel sorry for me or something?"

"Something like that," the blunet vampire replied. "Maybe because I was jealous."

"Jealous? Of me? I was just a pheasant boy. I was actually jealous of you. You were rich, lived in a castle, and all that neat fun stuff."

"Ever notice that I tried to stay away from my old home? I got tired of it. So I left as often as I could."

"And on one of those days, you found me," Demyx pointed out as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "I remember that. Your hair was shorter then. Still looked a little emo, but it just covered up half of your forehead."

"And your hair was a mess," Zexion stated. "I have to admit that I thought your hair was brown until it got cleaned."

"You try living on the streets and see how often you get to go jump in a lake without anyone seeing."

"And how often has that happen to you?"

"Every time I got a chance or even managed to get to the lake. I was a homeless orphan, remember? Not many people cared. Well, except Auntie. She cared. But then she died and about a year after that, I met you. You disguised yourself pretty good. I never thought you were royalty."

"Last of my bloodline," Zexion pointed out. "I was the youngest child, and turned into a vampire, and I know my brothers never married or anything. So I'm the last of my family."

"And something tells me that you don't plan on kids," Demyx stated with a smirk.

"I'm gay, remember?"

"I know. That's what told me that you weren't going to get any kids. Even if you could, would you want kids?"

"Nope," Zexion replied bluntly. "And what is it with you and kids?"

"Homeless orphan, remember? I guess I just wanted a bit of a family. Not gonna happen now."

"Guess you're right," Zexion replied with a small shrug. "Come on. I sense Seifer's gang in the sandlot." Demyx nodded before both vampires sprinted towards the destination where the werewolves were. As soon as they were there, they both sat on a roof, listening carefully to the conversation below. Well, Zexion was. Demyx was just remembering when he first met Zexion.

Flashback time!

"You want something to eat, you gotta pay," a tall gruff man stated, pushing away the small boy. The boy was about seven years old with filthy brown hair, or what appeared brown. If looked at closely, people could see the blond under the brown. His blue eyes shown much pain and suffering that should belong in a child's eyes. "Come back when you got some munny," the gruff man yelled to the boy before he went back into his store. The seven-year-old picked himself up before he went walking through the village, trying his best to ignore the growling of his stomach.

"Geez," the boy complained. "Old man didn't need to be so rude. Man, what am I gonna do now? Guess I could steal. Nah, I always get caught in the forest." With a heavy sigh, the seven-year-old sat down and leaned against the wall of one of the shops in the village. The scent of freshly baked bread filled his nose, along with the scent of cooking meat. His stomach gave another growl before the boy gripped the part of the shirt that covered the growling part of his body. "Now the scent of the food is just teasing me."

"Hey," someone said to the seven-year-old, causing the boy to jump in surprise as he looked up. In front of him was another boy, about a year older then he was, with slightly blue hair. Most of it covered half his forehead. Just like him, the older boy had blue eyes, but unlike the dirty blond, this boy had some food in his hand. "Here," he said, handing some bread to the filthy blond boy. "You wanted some. I got you some."

"Thanks," the seven-year-old said as he took the bread from the older boy's hand. "Um, you really didn't have."

"It's okay. I didn't like the way that guy treated you. Go ahead and eat."

The seven-year-old boy smiled as he bit into the warm bread. As soon as he swallowed what was in his mouth, he looked up at the blunet boy. "Thanks a lot. My name's Demyx. What's your name?"

"Zexion," the blunet replied. "You look like you could use a bath."

"Yeah well," Demyx said with a small blush on his cheeks. "I can't get one very often. Unless you count the lake, but then there's all kind of people around and it's hard to not get caught going there. Sometimes bandits are there. I steal from them when they sleep." He took another bite from the bread in his hands as Zexion gave the younger boy a confused look.

"What about your parents? Don't they worry about you?"

"Mom and dad died a few years ago, and Auntie had been looking after me after that. She isn't really my aunt, but I call her Auntie anyway. She died last year. She just wouldn't wake up in the morning."

"Sorry," Zexion said as he sat down next to Demyx. "So no one's been looking out for you after your aunt wouldn't wake up?"

"Pretty much," Demyx replied, taking another bite from the bread. "What about you? Where're your parents?"

"At home," Zexion replied, shifting around a little. "I don't think they'll be happy when they hear I snuck out again."

"You snuck away from home?"

"Home's boring," Zexion scoffed. "I just come down to the village to escape."

"At least you got a home," Demyx said. "The only place I got to sleep is a small cave I found in the forest. It isn't much, but I stole some things to make a bed and took some blankets from Auntie's house after she died. At least I don't get cold."

Zexion looked at the boy next to him with a pitied look before he stood. Demyx looked up as Zexion lowered his hand to help the small boy to his feet. "Come on, Demyx," Zexion said with a small smile. "I've never been to the lake before. Maybe you could show me how to get there and we can swim around for a while."

Demyx blinked a bit before he smiled. "Okay!" he chirped as he grabbed Zexion's hand in his own, running to the forest that surrounded the village. They didn't run for very long. Just about five minutes before a large lake came into view. "This is it!" Demyx exclaimed. "Can you swim?"

"Yeah," Zexion replied, nodding his head a bit. "There aren't any snakes in there, right?"

"If there are any, they haven't bitten me whenever I can come here," Demyx replied with a small shrug before he took off his shirt. Zexion's eyes widened when he saw the fading bruises and small scars that covered Demyx's skin. This kid was practically nothing but skin and bone. Demyx jumped into the clear water, splashing Zexion a bit. The blunet gave a small child-like chuckle as he took his own shirt off and jumped into the water with Demyx. The blunet child notice some brown mixing in with the nearly clear water before he looked over to his new friend, who was running his hands through his hair until it went from brown to blond.

"I thought you had brown hair," Zexion admitted.

"That was mud and dirt in my hair," Demyx said, rubbing the back of his head. "Is your hair really blue?"

"Last time I looked, it was," Zexion replied, pulling at a strand of hair that was covering his forehead. He looked back at the blond, who was staring at something off in the distance. "What are you looking at?" he asked.

"The castle," the young blond replied. "I'm just imaging what it would be like to live there."

"No fun," Zexion muttered under his breath.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Come on. Let's play!" He splashed the blond, who ducked underwater to avoid the splash of water that Zexion pushed towards him. When he surfaced, he was splashed in the face by a laughing blunet. "Got you!"

"And I'm gonna get you back!" Demyx proclaimed as he splashed water towards the older child. They stayed in the lake for a long time, just splashing one another or swimming around. Just acting like normal children. Something Zexion had always secretly wanted. Eventually, the sun began to set before both young boys got out of the water. Demyx laid on his back, breathing heavily, as was Zexion. They just had a water race to see who would get to the shore first. "Hey, Zexion?"

"Yeah, Demyx?"

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"Being a friend."

Zexion blinked a bit, tilting his head to the side to look at the smiling blond that laid next to him. Zexion let a smile trespass onto his lips before he said, "You're welcome. And thank you for being a friend, Demyx."

Demyx smiled as he turned his head. "You welcome, too, Zexion!" He sat up before grabbing his shirt and putting it on. Zexion did the same. Both of their stomachs gave a small growl. They both had so much fun playing in the water that they never noticed that they were getting hungry. "Let's get back to the village," Demyx suggest, standing up onto his feet. Zexion nodded as he stood also. Once they were back in the village, Zexion hid behind his blond friend. "What's wrong?"

"Sh!" Zexion whispered his reply. "I'm not here!"

Demyx blinked a bit before he heard someone called out, "Young Prince! There you are!" Demyx looked in front of him to see someone that reminded his of a servant, probably one that worked in the castle judging from his expensive looking clothing. "What are you doing here in this village, Prince Zexion?" the servant asked before Demyx gave a small gasp. He heard Zexion give a small groan as he stepped out from behind the blond.

"You're a prince?" Demyx asked.

"That's not gonna change anything in our friendship, is it?" Zexion asked.

"No," Demyx replied with a small smile. "I just didn't think you were."

"Come along now, Young Prince," the servant said as he grabbed Zexion's hand and started to take the protesting blunet back towards the castle.

"Bye, Demyx! I'll see if I can visit you tomorrow!" Zexion yelled out to the blond.

Demyx's smile got a little bigger. "I'll be looking forward to it! Bye, for now, Zexion!"

Flashback time is over!

"Demyx!" Zexion's voice knocked the blond off of memory lane. Demyx blinked a bit before he looked back over to the blunet vampire. "You okay? You spaced out."

"I space out all the time!" Demyx replied, smiling a little bit.

"Right. Come on. They aren't saying anything informative. We might as well get back home."

"Okay," Demyx agreed as he stood up after the blunet vampire did. The blond gave a small, barely hearable, sigh as he followed his long-time friend. 'It's funny how they say 'home is where the heart is',' Demyx thought to himself, making sure Zexion couldn't hear his thoughts. 'But whenever I'm with Zexion, I think I'm always home. As long as I'm with him. I hope he and I can always stay together like this.'

Me: and a look into Demyx's and Zexion's past. Hope u like the chapter. This is just a filler chapter 4 now. The next 1 will be back at the story. I just thought u readers would like an update of some kind 4 this story.