Bad Day, Good Day
A/N: Wow. I did not expect anyone, anyone at all to actually review. I'm sorry for the wait, my big, scary, are-you-sure-he's-related-to-me brother was using the computer (Even though my parents gave him a laptop already) in my room. Anyways, thank you to all who reviewed! (You know who you are!) And the 'damaged so badly that they can't breathe' part is something I made up.
((~~ Onwards! To the story! ~~))
"…Honestly? Even I don't know."
"What do you mean 'Even I don't know'?" Zexion asked.
"…I have no idea… But what were you doing there, near the river, at the exact moment my parents and I fell off the bridge?"
"I was walking home from our graduation." Zexion answered.
"You weren't going to a party, or a dinner or something?" Demyx asked incredulously. "No one goes straight home from graduation! It's like, a law or something!"
"Well, if you have not noticed, I… am not the most sociable of people."
"Well, that is true… What about that guy you hang with? Umm… Lexaeus? Yeah, Lexaeus."
"My parents hired him to go around with me and protect me."
"You mean like a bodyguard?"
"Y-Yes…"
"Well… what happened to him? He disappeared right before graduation."
"He went on a vacation with his half-brother."
"Do you know his half-brother?"
"No, but you know him quite well."
"Axel?"
"No."
"Riku?"
"Almost."
"Sora?"
"Yes."
"Sora? As in, cute, talkative, puppy-eyed, adorable little SORA? Sora's Lexy's little brother?"
"Hard to believe… Lexy?"
"Ya! Me'n Lexy are, like, really close friends!"
"Sir?" The door opened. "We're going to take you for some tests." Aerith stepped into the room, Yuffie following closely.
"Alright. But what about Zexi…on! What about Zexion?" Demyx asked, narrowly escaping his nickname obsession.
"I will be fine by myself." Zexion stepped into the conversation.
"Nah! I'll stay with you!" Yuffie exclaimed.
"Thank you Yuffie! You're an angel!" Aerith hugged the smaller nurse.
"No prob! You and Mr. - Yeah you didn't tell us your name."
"Oh Aerith, Yuffie, just call me Demyx."
"Okay, Mr. Demyx!"
"Just Demyx."
"Okay, Demyx."
"Let's go Demyx." Aerith said.
When Demyx and Aerith left, Yuffie pounced on Zexion.
"So… Zexion…" Yuffie started.
"What?" Zexion asked, nose already buried deep in his book.
"I'll be straight with you. Do you like Demyx?"
"What?" Zexion asked, putting all of his attention on the small girl, but not putting down his book.
"Do. You. Like. Demyx?" She repeated.
Zexion slowly lowered his book.
"What of it?" He asked.
"Oh nothing… Room 469… CODE YELLOW! CODE PINK! QUICK!" She paged.
"Yuffie…" Zexion said.
"Yes?"
"Did you just page someone to come here?"
"Uhh… Yes?"
"Yuffie."
"What?"
"You. Are. DEAD."
"Crap."
"Damn straight."
Zexion chased Yuffie around in the oddly large room.
30 minutes later…
Zexion sat on the floor next to Yuffie a few minutes later.
"Someone called for us?" A small girl opened the door a few seconds later.
"Naminé! Marluxia! Thank God! Here! Help me!" Yuffie said, pushing Zexion in front of her.
"With what exactly?" A small blonde girl – Naminé, Zexion assumed.
"…" Yuffie whispered
"Oh… Oh my…" A pink-haired… girl? boy? Zexion had no idea what it was.
"Well let's go somewhere private shall we, Zexion? I am Naminé, and this is Marluxia." The small blonde said.
Somewhere else…
"So, Zexion, I will ask you some questions, you will answer to me truthfully." Naminé said.
"… Alright."
"Great! So, are you in love?"
"Not at the moment."
"What do you mean, 'Not at the moment'?" Marluxia asked.
"I believe that everyone has a chance to fall in love, whether they like it or not."
"Interesting…" Naminé and Marluxia both nodded at each other.
A/N: So I'll stop here, 'cause it's late and I'm out of inspiration. But don't worry I will work on the next chapter anytime I get inspiration.