A few weeks passed, and rumors that Professor Freeshooter was dating someone spread. Only Axel really knew why Xigbar was in better spirits and why Demyx had suddenly switched out of Physics. In truth, Demyx had never really liked the subject, so he hadn't mind dropping it, especially when he was told his reward for quitting the class would definitely be worth it.

"The name's Xigbar," and he smiled that devilish grin.

Demyx let himself be hoisted up out of the cooling water and sat on the edge of the fountain beside his professor.

"Well, as I understand it, Demyx," said Xigbar, " you've been harboring quite the crush for me. Is that right?"

Demyx blushed and stuttered. "Uhm—I…I wouldn't exactly say t-that,"

Xigbar frowned. "Then is this all some stupid stunt to mess with the teacher?"

Demyx shook his head frantically and held up his hands. "No no, that's not what I meant! W-what I mean is…" he looked away, "is th-that it's not just a crush…"

The evil smirk returned along with a doubled confidence. Demyx stilled as Xigbar leaned over and whispered into his ear: "What about those wet dreams, eh? Sounded pretty steamy to me."

Demyx yelped and laughed nervously. "It—it's not like I can control m-my dreams."

Xigbar chuckled. "Nah. Don' look so spooked. Just wanna know," he paused huffed lightly on the blond's ear. "You like 'em?"

Demyx swallowed. "Pr-professor!"

"Xigbar," he corrected gently.

"X-Xigbar. W-why are you asking these questions! A-am I in trouble? On no, are you gonna fail me me? I—"

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. Really, the kid was adorable. He grabbed the blond's chin and promptly shut him up with a kiss. It was nice. Better than he would have though—had he given it any thought. He had been grading papers in his office when Axel came in slightly panting and told him that dear ol' Demyx had a crush on him but the poor boy didn't know how to tell him. Upon telling the redhead that this was all quite irrelevant, Axel pulled out a tape player and Xigbar had to stifle a moan as he listened to his fantasy. When the tape finished, Xigbar looked at Axel skeptically, but the raskel just grinned and said: "He's my friend. And I'm tired of being woken up by this," he pressed the play button again and the professor had shot out of his desk, taking the evidence and stuffing it into his pocket.

Back in reality their lips parted and Demyx was a pretty shade of pink. It was an inoscent kiss, meant to test the waters. Judging by his hunched shoulders and how he was trying to hid behind the few wisps of hair hanging over his forehead, he wasn't really all that confident yet. So Xigbar slip his arm behind Demyx's neck and cradled that blond head against his chest.

"Don' you worry Demyx, we're in this together. You're not in any more trouble than I am. I just gotta know someth'n," Demyx nodded into his professor's shirt. "You ever date a guy b'fore?"

Demyx tensed a bit. "Uhm…no. Why? Is that bad?"

"It's not bad, it'll jus' help me," he patted his head. "So my age doesn't bothe' you?"

Demyx sat up and looked confused.

"You're age? N-no. It doesn't bother me."

"And that I'm a teacher?"

"No. X-Xigbar…" he started twirling his bangs. "I-I like you, not your credentials."

"So," Xigbar's voice dropped an octave and as he smiled Demyx felt his eyelids flutter and his heart speed up in anticipation. "It wouldn't bother you if I did this?" he brought their lips together briefly, "Or this?" and again. Demyx shook his head, breath shaky and eyes cloudy. Xigbar leaned in again but pulled back quickly. Demyx had been leaning in to be kissed, and sure enough, he kept going even though Xigbar had pulled back. After he had done it twice and had realized that he was initiating the kisses, he blushed again and hid in the crook of Xigbar's neck.

"Heh heh. I think this might work out kid." And they sat comfortable like that, for a while, until the world suddenly tilted and water clouded their vision.

Xigbar came up cursing to the sight of one self-righteous redhead. "AXEL!"

"Well hey there Professor! Just thought I'd let you know that my guys can't keep it up forever so unless you wanna loose your job I suggest you go dry off inside."

"Mr. Flurry! Give me one good reason not to flunk your ass!"

Axel held his chin for a moment, and then made a pointing jester as he spoke. "Sure thing Professor. Will the hundreds of students currently not watching the make-out session of legend, do?"

Xigbat cursed again.

"What do you mean, Axel?" Demyx had recovered from the initial shock and was floating around the fountain happily.

Axel looked down at the fish and laughed. "Well whadda ya know, you're glowing!"

Demyx shot up in mock offense and Xigbar laughed, truly laughed.

Later that might Demyx lay sprawled across his bed laughing and rambling to Axel.

"And after I rambled like an idiot—"

"—like now—"

"—all he had to do was peck me on the lips and just like that I shut up!"

"Sounds like a plan!" And Axel jumped off of his bed and tackled Demyx, bringing the blond to fits of giggles.

Knock Knock.

Creeeeeeeeeeek.

Bang!

"AXEL!"

"Reno!"

Just as Axel was dislodging himself from a panting Demyx, a swarm of people filed into the room.

"So how'd it go after I left, Reno?"

Reno sat down next to Axel and threw an arm over his shoulders.

"Well, The Organization had three casualties," he pointed to a spunky blond girl.

"Tough luck, Larxene." Said Axel. She grimaced.

Then Reno pointed to a stoic boy with blue hair who said in response, "I only participated to make Lexaeus happy." And lastly, he indicated a little blond with a scowl on his face.

"Aww Roxas! You got shot?," said Axel. "By who?"

Roxas pointed at the other blue haired one in the room.

"Saix! Roxas is on your team!" But Saix just shrugged. "Alright," he continued. "Battle scar. Let's see 'em!"

Larxene lifted her shirt a little to show a welt, red, indicating the that she was shot by a Turk. Zexion's was blue for SOLDIER (on his left arm), and Roxas' was black, over his heart.

"So what about the other? Who won?"

Reno grinned. "The Turks!" and he and a few others in the room cheered. "Poor Rude," he bumped his shoulder into a tall black guy with sunglasses. "He was the only one hit. And guess who got him?"

"Saix?"

"No, it was Vexen!" Axel looked amazed. "Rude's hard for anyone to get but it looks like science-boy is finally getting the hang of it!"

"Well whadda ya know," He smiled. "So, who lost?"

Reno grinned again, and remarkably it looked a lot like Axel's smiles. "SOLDIER. I got Cloud and Yuffie. Luxord got Zack and Xaldin got Sephiroth!"

Everyone applauded.

Reno gleamed. "Just another successful paint ball campaign!"

"Hey Rude," pipped Demyx. "You didn't show us where you were hit! Bet black on black looks funny!"

Rude turned to look at Reno with a passive look on his face. Reno rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "Well…no one's seeing there but me!" he declared and there were scattered chuckles.

The next morning in class Demyx sat in the front row, close to Xigbar. The lesson went as usual, Xigbar winking and flirting with almost everyone as he normally did. But Demyx wasn't jealous because he had a secret that no one knew, and when the professor called everyone up to collect their corrected papers, their was a note attached to his paper; it was written in surprisingly elegant writing:

Demyx, would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow night? We will have to eat at my house so that no one discovers us. Once you're done with my class we ca date openly, cause then you won't be my student and no rules will be broken. Let me know after class. Xigbar

It was a bit formal, but just the way he did it, took the time, was romantic, and Demyx felt a feeling flood his heart. He gave the not to Axel next to him to read and muttered a "Thank you," with all of his heart. Axel grinned and winked at Xigbar.