I really have nothing to say... ^_^'

Demyx ran his fingers over the paper gently and heard the door click open. He looked up and watched Zexion walk across the threshold. He tried to smile when he caught his brother's eye, but didn't manage very well. Zexion coughed quietly as he turned, avoiding the blue eyes that made his heart scream.

"You missed a big scene." Demyx said as he watched his brother try to escape him without a word. "Well, you caused the scene. But anyways. LeBlanc left and now Cloud and Namine live with us. Until their dad can get things ready for them anyways." Demyx prattled on, just trying to keep Zexion downstairs, trying to keep Zexion near him. But Zex just nodded and made his way to the stairs.

"Well! If it isn't the bitch himself! Gawd why are you fucking dramatic and angsty when you don't get sleep?" Tifa jumped in front of her brother, blocking the escape path to his bedroom. Zexion rolled his eyes.

"Are you honestly saying she didn't deserve it? She's a fucking prejudiced bigot bitch."

"Strong words from a tiny man." Cloud said as he walked down the stairs, moving past Tifa and Zex and towards the couch. Namine followed quietly behind. Everyone looked at her. She simply looked up and smiled slightly. Her brother grinned and patted her shoulder.

"So you people live here now?" Zexion asked with an edge of bitterness as he looked between his cousins.

"For a while."

"Great. This place wasn't crowded enough before."

"Hey, it's your fault. You didn't have to say anything to our mom." Zexion merely rolled his eyes, feeling slightly happy that he had been the cause for this, that he had had the guts for once to actually say something. He started to pace up the stairs and finally came to his door when he felt a tug on his hand. He turned and saw the blonde hair, automatically assuming it was Demyx. But it wasn't. The hair was too long, too yellow. The body was too short, too curved.

"Zexion?" Namine asked quietly and he looked down at her, softening his expression from what he had just blatantly aimed at Cloud. "Thank you. You said...all the things I wanted to say...." Zexion smiled lightly and ruffled her hair, finally understanding why Cloud did it so often with her. It was the only response to anything she did or said. It was the only thing you could think to do. He watched her veer off and back down the stairs. He even heard her laugh as he walked into his room and laid on his bed. He smiled again to himself as he let his eyes droop close. But he couldn't sleep now. It was too late. Too much had happened. His head was swimming and his body was crumbling. Zexion could only close his eyes and pretend to be asleep for a while.

~0~

"Hey Demy?" Tifa lolled her head to the side and smiled at her brother. Demyx looked up from the book in his hands and aimed wide eyes at her. "Is Zex ok?" She asked quietly and Demyx bit his lip, the dam between the cries that wanted to fall out.

"I'm sure he's fine. Just tired." Demyx struggled with his words. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't exactly sure what was exactly wrong. He assumed it had something to do with their fall out but then he felt he was being self absorbed, as if someone like him could cause this drastic change in a person.

"And what about you? Are you ok?" Tifa's hand slid over the arm of the chair and laid atop his. She looked at her little brother sadly, knowing that her brother's were spinning off, getting away from childhood and towards the real world. The awful real world where everything hurt like hell.

"I'm fine. Promise." Demyx said with a saddening smile, his eyes desperately holding back tears.

"Zex has a huge impression on you doesn't he?"

"What do you mean?"

"The book. I don't think I've seen you read anything other than Dr. Suess your whole life." The brunette explained with a smile as her blonde brother rolled his eyes.

"I guess...he just...said it was good. I thought maybe I'd like it."

"And do you?" Demyx looked at his sister. She looked like she knew. She didn't know of course, but it was her eyes. She always looked like she knew more than she let on. He looked down at the book in his hands and walked his fingers over the cover.

"It's kind of...forbidden love."

"That's the most amazing kind."

"Yea. Yea, I like it a lot."

"What's it about Demy?"

"It's about this boy and girl who fall in love but it can never be and..." Demyx choked on his words and smiled apologetically at his sister.

"Oh Dem Dem..." Tifa cooed as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. "Demyx...I don't know what you guys are going through. I can't pretend like I do...but Demyx, I love you and I'm your sister and you know I'm always here for you right?" She pulled back to look at her brother nod. "Good."

"Tifa..."

"Yea sweetie?"

"Weren't you supposed to go back home to Aerith tonight?"

"Oh shit. Oh shit! Oh fuck!! How did I forget?!" Tifa cried out as she dropped Demyx's head and vaulted from her chair. She ran through the kitchen and whipped out her cell phone. "Aertih?! No don't yell. I'm sorry! I forgot! I FORGOT! What do you mean how?! I got caught up with my family! You know how they are!" Tifa rambled loudly into the phone even as Demyx quietly tiptoed out of the living room and up the stairs. He walked past the family room and peered in to see his cousins sleeping peacefully, a faint smile painted on Namine's delicate face. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He continued down the hall and finally came to Zexion's room. He slowly opened the door, barely letting any light flood in and pool on the carpet. He leaned heavily against the edge of the door as he slinked around.

"Zexion?" He whispered and softly ran his feet across the carpet. "Zex?" He whispered a little louder as he sunk onto the cushioning of the bed. "I just wanted to tell you...you were right. This was...stupid. I just--"

"Demyx." Zexion mumbled into his pillow and opened his eyes. He still hadn't slept. "I'm not right. I'm wrong." The blonde boy tried to hold in his tears of joy and his laughter. Instead, he settled for leaning down and gently kissing his brother's forehead. The slate haired boy moved back, further against the wall as Demyx laid down. Zexion's arms wrapped around the small figure, pulling him closer. "There's still something wrong with me."

"Then there's something wrong with me too." Demyx shrugged lightly and felt Zexion's lips pull up against his shoulder.

"But I think I can live with it."

"Right. We can just move to Tahiti." Demyx giggled as he intertwined his fingers with his lovers and raised their conjoined hands to his lips and wondered silently if they really could live with it.

See?! Back together! No need to hurt the author!! =D