Zexion stared at the wall of his hospital room, a blank expression in his eyes. He had been residing at the asylum for many years and was starting to forget what it looked like to be outside of the bleak white walls of the hospital. He sighed, why was he in here again?

His thoughts were interrupted when his door flew open and a blur of blonde hair rushed at him. "Zexy!" The blonde squealed as he pinned the slate-haired boy to his bed in a glomp. Zexion grunted in discomfort.

"Demyx... Get off of me" He wheezed. Demyx's blue eyes looked startled, then he laughed and rolled over. Zexion smiled weakly at his friend. He had known Demyx for several years, and he was one of the few at the asylum that had the right to call him a friend.

"Sorry Zexy, I'm just so exited! Guess why?" He grinned eagerly and bounced on the bed. Zexion pretended to look puzzled for a moment. He smirked at Demyx, drawing out the silence that kept the blonde bouncing in anticipation.

"I don't know, what's going on?" Zexy asked. Demyx squealed again and glomped him again. Zexion rolled his eyes.

"I'm getting a new roommate! Axel is moving into my room because he burnt his other one and he's going to be sharing it with the new kid!" He exclaimed with shining eyes. Zexion looked at him blankly. "Guess who I'm moving in with?" Demyx asked. Zexion shrugged. "You." he giggled and poked the tip of the blunett's nose.

Zexion could feel his cheeks heating up from the lack of space between him and the blonde. "O-Oh really?" He stammered. His friend blinked and stared at him for a moment, puzzled by his red face.

"Ya really." Demyx responded, smiling. Zexion smiled weakly at him. "I'm going to be right back! I have the box of my stuff and Ax was getting antsy last time I saw him." He babbled before rushing out of the room and slamming it behind him, leaving the room as boring and empty as it was before.

Zexion sighed. It wasn't easy to be friends with such a hyper-active person, but he forced himself to bear it. He smirked slightly at this thought. The door suddenly clicked open, he froze. A female nurse with bright red hair walked into his room. "Zexion... It's time for your medication." She said with a smile. Zexion glared at her and shook his head.

"Now, Zexion, You're not going to get better if you don't take them. You want to get out of here, right?" She soothed. Zexion snarled. As much as he hated the asylum, he couldn't leave Demyx. Schizophrenia could be controlled, he could have a normal life. But if he left the asylum... He would never see Demyx again...

With this thought Zexion looked away from the nurse and clenched his jaw. He had been emitted because of his paranoid schizophrenia and would not take anything given to him by the nurses, he knew it was tampered with. Because of this, he wouldn't talk to anyone, except for a rare few. Demyx was the only one that he would feely talk to.

Kairi sighed, "Well then, I'll leave it here on the table. Please take it before I come back to check up on you later." She requested before leaving the room. Zexion waited for a moment, waiting to see if she would come back. When she didn't he stood up and tool the cup of hallucination controlling medication and poured it down the sink.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you..." a voice next to him hissed. Zexion shut his eyes tightly and whimpered. "I'll only come back more often..." It laughed cruelly.

"You're not real, go away." The blunett commanded, shrinking into the corner. The demon only laughed at him.

"I'm not real, am I? But I can still hurt you... Control you... You are mine." It chuckled. Zexion felt hot tears roll down his cheeks as he began to tremble.

"No...." He whimpered. Zexion screamed as he felt a pair of arms wrap around him. He swiveled around to see what had grasped him. When he turned, he came face to face with Demyx, his nose brushed against his.

"Hey Zexy... Did I scare you?" Demyx giggled shyly. Zexion nodded slightly, blushing. He rubbed his eyes and backed up. Demyx sat on his bed. "Something wrong?" He asked.

"Nah... I'm fine..." Zexy said quietly, smiling a bit. Demyx grinned back at him. Zexion found himself biting his lip.

"Good. I'm glad you're taking the meds again." He giggled. Zexion smiled weakly and nodded. He couldn't tell Demyx.

Zexion sat down on the bed next to Demyx and looked at the floor. Demyx grabbed Zexion's hand. "You sure you're okay?" He asked, his eyes squinted. He opened his mouth to say something when his door flew open once again.

"Hasn't my door had enough abuse for one day?" Zexion sighed. Axel burst into the room flailing his arms wildly. Zexion managed to fall backwards and off the bed, banging his head against the thick (and rather hard) white wall.

"GUYS! I found a lighter!" The pyro crowed before running back out of the room, laughing. Zexion and Demyx looked at each other in confusion before he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.

"Should we go after him?" Zexion asked. Demyx nodded his head eagerly and rushed after Axel.

"Axel! Wait up!"

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Okay, I was bored and I've had a few plot bunnies for later on in this story floating around for a while. I'm sorry that this part sucks. It's only the prologue.

To all my other people who are reading my story other story for A Witch's Tale, I have lost my notebook with ideas and I need new inspiration. If you have any ideas for this story or any of my others, let me know!

Oh, this is the edited chapter. I've had over 138 hits so would some of you take the few seconds to review? Please? Anything would be great!