The first part of this isn't from Zexions point of view, because he is asleep.

Also, the Musical, which Namine is in, is Wicked. Namine plays Glinda, if you were curious. Turns it into a little bit of a song-fic near the end.

Enjoy though and review please~
Zexion is on a 5 hour coach journey... but it seems that the most annoying guy ever has chosen to sit next to him. Demyx is everything that he hates, so why does Zexion feel so compelled to get to know him? Slight Zexion/Demyx.

An Unexpected Change
Chapter 3

"I hope he will be ok…" Namine squeezed her brothers pale hand tight, "I wont be able to bear it if I lose anymore family…"
Roxas wiped a tear away that had trickled slowly down her cheek, "He'll be fine Namine. Don't worry. Just let him rest and he will be awake in no time!"
The girl sighed, "He looks so fragile." And she kissed his forehead before taking Roxas's hand and exiting the room.

The other boy sat in the corner of the room hugging himself. He just couldn't bring himself to be any closer to the sleeping boy. It scared him how weak he looked.
"Oh Zexy, It's all my fault! I'm so sorry!" Tears began to flow from the brunette's eyes, "Forgive me. I just made you worse -" his voice broke and he put his hands to his eyes.

"Demyx? You here?" A spiky, red-headed teen popped his head round the door. Hastily, Demyx wiped his red eyes with the sleeves of his hoodie.
"Axel? Whatcha doing here?" Demyx asked, trying to control his voice.
"Rox sent me. He said you were a mess over some guy."
Demyx didn't respond. "Look dude," Axel walked over and put a hand on his friend's shoulder, "He'll get better. Cheer up. Then you can tell him how angry you are at him for making you worry. Hm? C'mon Dem, this isn't like you at all."

Demyx raised his to look Axel in the eye, and with a small voice he said, "You don't understand. I made him this way! He was fine before he met me!"
Axel smirked and walked to stand beside the bed where Zexion lay. "Well, maybe you changed him Dem, but it was probably for the better. I mean, you don't realise how infectious your personality is. When he wakes up, I'm sure he wont hate you… In fact, I think it is the opposite." And at that, the tall man exited the room leaving a very baffled Demyx.
"A-axel? Wait! What do you mean?!" He stepped forward calling to the red-head.
"Talk about blank with a capital B." He heard Axel mutter as he was walking away.
Demyx's ocean eyes fell to the small, slate haired boy sleeping peacefully. His cheeks were flushed. Demyx walked over and leaned on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry, Zex. Just wake up…Please!"

I could hear voices. My eyes were really heavy and my head felt groggy. What happened? My throat was dry, so I flicked my eyes open to look for some water. "Jeez," I muttered while rubbing my head with one hand.
Someone shrieked. It scared the life out of me! "Zexion!" The blonde girl threw her arms around me and started sobbing.
"Er, Namine, as much as I love you, some space please?" My sister released me, then whacked me on the arm. "Ouch! What was that for?" I asked, propping myself up in the bed. I recognised myself to be in my sisters apartment.
"You scared me, you idiot! Don't ever faint on me again!" And then it came rushing back, bringing a sick feeling to my stomach. Well, at least my temperature was normal and the headache was gone.
"See Namine, I told you he'd be fine." I saw whom I had assumed to be Roxas walk to be beside my sister. "I'm Roxas by the way." He smiled.
I nodded, "I gathered. Although… I did think that we would be meeting under better circumstances." He laughed.

"How are you feeling now?" Namine perched herself on the edge of the bed.
"I'm ok actually. It must have been that coffee I had on the coach." I ruffled my hair and smiled to Namine, trying to comfort her. She looked too worried.
Roxas nodded, "Speaking about the coach, Demyx has been beating himself up. He thinks that this is all his fault. No idea why though…"
I felt a stab of defensiveness. "That's rubbish. I was ill before he- " My voice faltered and I could sense my cheeks were growing hot.
"Before…?" Namine looked at me strangely.
I shook my head. "Never mind. Can I get up now?" I asked, swinging my legs out of the bed.
My sister looked at me concerned, "Just take it easy Zexion."
"Sure, Sure" I waved a hand and walked to the mirror to sort my hair out. Just as I was turning, to door was opened and I winced.

Demyx looked shocked, "Z-zex, you're awake?" His hair flopped on his head as he did a double take.
I looked down at myself before smirking; "Obviously."
"Back to normal already," Namine chuckled.
I raised an eyebrow at her before asking, "Do you mind? I want to talk to Demyx…alone."
This time it was Namine's turn to raise an eyebrow, "Sure…C'mon Rox." The door closed behind them with a small slam.

We stood in silence for a minute, so I decided to take control of the situation. I sauntered back to the bed and sat on it cross-legged. I eyed Demyx, who still stood by the door with one hand on his shoulder, his expression nervous.
I broke the silence, "How many times did I tell you that I dislike being touched?" I tried to keep my tone calm, but inside I felt like I was going to explode. Pain flashed across Demyx's face.
Then he looked down. "I'm sorry," he mumbled.
"And why are you blaming yourself? I was ill way before you-" I couldn't bring myself to say it.
He rubbed his arm and repeated, "I'm sorry."
"And why an earth did you think that THAT would distract me?!" I could feel my voice wavering.
Again, "I'm sorry."

That was it. Anger filled me up. I stormed over to him and shouted, "Can't you do anything but apologise?!" He raised his head and looked me in the eye as I struggled to contain my annoyance.
"Zex, I feel awful though. I mean…I was out of order. Something just came over me! I don't know!"
I sighed and walked to the window so my back was to Demyx. I breathed deeply to stop myself from shaking.
"Look," I said plainly, "I've only just met you… and I'm really confused. This isn't like me at all. I need some answers, Demyx. I need to think," I turned to face him. He was listening to my every word, so I continued, "You changed me Demyx. 5 hours on a coach and I'm a different person," I chuckled, "I should despise you. You are everything that I used to hate, so I wonder why…?" I trailed off and folded one arm across my chest, putting my other hand to my chin.
Demyx looked confused, "Wonder why what?"
I paused, letting my slate coloured fringe fall over my face. "To be honest, I'm not quite sure myself. We are polar opposites. I don't understand how we can even be friends. But for some reason, it feels right."
Demyx took a few steps towards me waving his hands, "Zex, I'm so sorry! The last thing I wanted to do was offend you." I looked at him and sighed. I really don't know what to do…

Then, my eyes moved from his face to the clock on the wall behind him. I panicked and ran to throw open the door.
"Namine!" I called. She rushed out of the other bedroom pulling her hair hurriedly into a ponytail.
"I know, I know! I'm going to be late." She seemed like she was going to burst into tears any minute. Roxas ran out and handed her her bag.
"Good luck," He kissed her cheek.
I turned back to Demyx who was looking very confused, " Look, we have to go. I'm watching Namine in the musical tonight and she is going to be late. So I'll talk to you later, Dem."
And then we ran from the apartment to the theatre down the road.

//I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you//

Namine's voice rang out in perfect harmony with her fellow actress. Kairi, I think her name was. I had met some of the cast backstage. From the second row I could see all the emotion in my sisters sparkling eyes. It was her dream to be on stage… and here she was, performing one of the lead roles in a West End Musical, Wicked.

//Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good//

Strangely, I felt like I could relate to this storyline. And this song… it was too much of a coincidence. It just reminded me so much of Demyx…

//So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend//

I knew exactly how he felt about me; I could read him like a book. But myself? I need to think about it. But all logic seemed to have disappeared in the past few days. Demyx wouldn't sit and think. He would act on his feelings. What is wrong with me?

//Who can say if I've been
changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
changed for the better.
And because I knew you
I have been changed for good...//

The song ended; I clapped. I watched as the final began and the two lovers ran off together, leaving behind all they knew… leaving behind her best friend. I haven't ever known the kind of love that would allow me to do that. My work was far more important than that. But now? I'm not so sure.
The cast ran onstage and took their bows. Then Namine and Kairi ran on and did the same. I stood and clapped for my sister. If only our parents could of have seen her: brimming with happiness at the standing ovation, which she was receiving. I'm glad she has found somewhere she belongs. The curtain fell. I left my seat, having made a decision. I know what has to be done now.

It was about half 11 when we arrived back at the apartment. I walked into the living room and found Demyx asleep on the sofa. I smiled as I heard Namine call down from upstairs, "Night Zexion!"
"Night..." I crept over to the sleeping figure and shook him slightly. "Demyx, wake up." He stirred slightly and murmured something unintelligent. "Demyx!" I announced a bit louder.
His eyes flickered open, "Zexy… you're back."
I smirked, "Obviously. Now move over." He laughed quietly and pushed himself up to let me sit next to him.
"Look," I kept my gaze away from him to make sure I didn't change my mind, "I've been thinking, and… I think that we have both made mistakes-"
"You know I'm sorry Zex."
"Shut up and listen. Anyway, I think we should put those mistakes behind us. Whatever that fever was, it wasn't your fault. And I overreacted."
Demyx fidgeted, looking sheepish. Shockingly, it didn't irritate me as it did before. I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath. Why is this so hard to do? "I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I know what you want… and…" I swallowed, "It wouldn't hurt to try, right?"
Demyx's eyes grew wide, "B-but Zexy, you said it yourself, you should hate me!"
Jeez, now he choses to go into disbelief.
"Dem, you changed me. We've been through this. You changed me for good."
His ocean eyes twinkled as I slipped my hand into his.