The hallways were empty due to the premature sunrise aside from one or two spare students that trickled in thanks to an early alarm clock. Zexion was one of the few in the building and he was now leaning his head against the cool metal of his locker. He was trying to think of a way to fix the problem he had created. How could he have been so stupid as to directly confront Demyx like that?

Suddenly, Zexion's shoulders were grabbed and he was promptly turned around and slammed into the lockers. He was then greeted by the eyes of the school's notorious 'Ender.' Riku Sanchez— whose light blue eyes bore a hole into whomever he chose as his prey. If he ever confronted you, you were considered done for, hence the name, 'Ender.'

"What the hell do you want with Demyx?" Riku's cool voice asked. Zexion quirked an eyebrow before quickly understanding what was going on.

"Axel called you, didn't he?" Zexion chuckled. He received another slam against the lockers for his snide comment.

"And what of it? Answer the question, Zexion Noviello," Riku ordered.

"Fine, fine. I'll tell you. It's as simple as this: I want him," Zexion assured Riku as he narrowed his eyes and hardened his gaze at the silver haired menace.

Riku leaned in and asked, "What do you mean, you want him?"

"I mean, I wish to claim him."

"Claim him, huh?"

"Yes, now if you would be so kind as to let go of my shoulders. I would like to get to class," Zexion said as he lifted off one of Riku's hands and flicked it away. Riku watched as the slate haired school genius walked off toward his class.

Riku sighed then fished out his phone from his pocket. He called back the last dialed number and waited for an answer.

"What'd you get, Riku?" Axel's voice filled the phone's speaker.

"He wants him," Riku reiterated as he headed out of the building and to a wall that surrounded the school grounds.

"What?"

Riku fished a pack of cigarettes from his other pocket and took one out gently with his teeth. He held the cancer stick in his mouth as he answered. "Your boy has a stalker. And this stalker will not give up unless you kill him. Personally, I don't think he means any harm—"

"Means any harm! Are you fucking kidding me! Demyx came to me crying hysterically this morning and you say he means no harm!" Axel yelled.

"Have you asked Demyx's opinion of him?"

"…No."

"His eyes… they were genuine when he said he wanted him," Riku sighed before taking the unlit fag out of his mouth and crunching it on the floor.

"…Are you sure?" Axel questioned.

"From one gay to another, I am very sure."

Axel sighed on the other end before saying, "Just… watch over him for, all right? I know you have plenty of other jobs and you're just doing this for me because our boyfriends are brothers, but… he's my best friend. I don't want him hurt any more than he already is."

"I understand. See you at school," Riku said as he hung up the phone and pushed himself off the wall.


xXx

"Come on, Dem. You have to go to school."

The door to the bathroom remained locked no matter what Axel said. About a half an hour before the boys were supposed to leave for school, Demyx decided to lock himself in the bathroom. There, he had discovered the tired look on his face and knew it was going to be one hell of a task to cover it up. And after trying a million different ways and going through hundreds of cover up products, it still showed.

Demyx was hysterical. "No! Axel, everyone is going to see and know something happened and they're all going to ask questions and I can't tell them the truth!"

"Just lie to them. You do it all the time already." Axel winced and immediately regretted what he said but it was too late to take it back, the words had already been said. There was a moment of silence before Axel heard the lock click and the dirty blond slowly inched his way out of the bathroom.

"That was a low blow, even for you, Ax." Demyx said as he fixed his hair absentmindedly.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Didn't mean for it to sound so harsh," Axel replied with a half smirk as he rubbed the back of his neck. He then felt the need to check the vintage watch on his left wrist before yelling, "We're going to be late!" Axel awkwardly leapt around Demyx and ran down the stairs. Demyx laughed before following the boy in his haste.

The two made it to school with enough time to spare. They each went to their respective classes without a word to each other. A silent agreement between the two. Demyx headed to his locker and took out the books that were needed for his classes. When he was about to close his locker, he got the eerie feeling that someone was watching him. He turned around quickly, but saw no one. He decided he would ignore the feeling. He closed his locker and headed off to his classes.

Demyx noticed that the feeling of someone staring at him would not go away. Especially in the classes he had with Zexion. He would notice the boy glancing at him and would look back at the boy—daring him to look him straight in the eye. But each time, Zexion would turn his head in the opposite direction or pretend the boy wasn't even there. By lunch time, Demyx was exhausted. Trying to catch a culprit in the act was a very hard thing to accomplish.

Axel watched his best friend walk into the lunch room looking absolutely haggard. It looked as if he had been run over by a train, but alas, this was how he normally looked when he wasn't putting up his fake appearance and he had to give the boy credit. Lying all the time had to be a hard thing to keep up. Axel decided he was going to go and help the poor blond boy when he saw someone already heading towards him.

Zexion Noviello had also seen the boy's unmistakably tired performance and was going to intervene. Axel decided it was best for him to sit back and watch how Zexion acted to see if what Riku had told him was the truth. Axel leaned back against the wall of the cafeteria and watched carefully as Zexion snuck up behind poor Demyx.

"You look a little tired, Demyx," Zexion whispered in the dirty blond boy's ear. The boy in question jumped into the air and whipped his head around. His tired eyes blazed with anger and he took a moment to quickly look away and compose himself once more before yelling at the devious slate haired menace.

"What do you want? Haven't you had enough? You already know my secret so why don't you just leave me alone?" Demyx asked as he tiredly ran a hand through his hair. He continued to walk outside into the blistering heat and also quietness of the outdoors; away from other people's ears.

"Oh I can't do that, Demyx," Zexion stated as he smoothly walked to the wall of the school. He leaned against the hardened cement and placed a hand above his eyes as he stared up at the sky.

"And why not? Is there something you want? Are you going to use this as blackmail material?" Demyx asked. He didn't like being hostile to the boy he liked but right now his worrying was getting the best of him. If this kept wearing down on him, he would soon crack.

"No, not blackmail. Well not the kind you're thinking of." Zexion chuckled and looked away from the sun. He put his hands in his pockets and gave Demyx a sidelong look. "How would you like it if I was able to fix your whole life?"

"What?" Demyx asked in disbelief.

"How would you feel if you never had to hide yourself in public again? In a sense—throw away your fake appearance," Zexion said as he waved his hand around absently.

Demyx stared at the genius, his mouth hung open in disbelief. He quickly corrected himself and decided to take the bull by the horns. "My dad's gone. Left. I don't know where he is, or for how long. And I don't really care. So there is no need for me to hide from anyone anymore."

"And just where do you think you're dad has run off too? Not down the street to buy some more alcohol. Oh, no, my dear Demyx. I simply helped you out a bit." Zexion smirked and came to stand right in front of the dirty blond.

Anger now raged inside Demyx. "What did you do to my father!"

"Nothing. I just have him locked up some place where he can do no harm to you." At this time, Zexion took out a pair of keys and jangled them in front of Demyx's azure eyes.

"Why?" Was all Demyx could force out as he tried to keep himself standing.

"To protect you, of course." Zexion reached up and grabbed hold of Demyx's chin. He forced the orbs that now contained miniscule tears to look into his own dark blue eye. "I want you to be my boyfriend."


Disclaimer:Do not own Kingdom Hearts

Hello everyone! I am finally graduating high school! Wooo! Means writing time summer! My goal is to finish this story. I feel it still has a ways to go but yup!
Also, I'm pretty sure all of you have heard of Fifty shades of sex(LOL) anyway, i kinda think that its cool how she was a fanfic writer like us (granted she is definitely NOT the best) but that's slightly inspirational!

How many of you would like to see this here story turned into a book? Would you pick it up at Barnes and Noble or illegally download it for me? lol

I apologize for the mistakes and thank you for supporting me! :D