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Roxas immediately felt like the shittiest person in the world as soon as Axel's first tear fell. His eyes widened, and he froze, just listening to Axel's words of pain. Oh, God. How could he be so insensitive? He had forgotten just how Axel had been when he first moved here until now, when he had been bawling once more.

Even though Roxas had been through a lot, didn't give him the right to take it out on Axel. That wasn't right. What had he become closing himself off from everyone? He was a monster. He needed to chill out and slow it down. He was pushing himself on Axel now that he had had sex with him and knew there was a chance for them. He may have just ruined that, though. He may have just ruined everything.

"Oh my God. Oh, my God I'm a monster," he whispered as he began to shake.

Demyx looked at Zexion with an odd expression filled with worry but was hardened with disappointment in Roxas. As he heard Roxas speak to himself, he turned to him and released Zexion's hand. He stepped up to him and grabbed at Roxas's collar, pulling him to his feet and staring him hard in the face.

"You fix this. I swear to ******** God, Roxas. You fix this, or he's never coming back. And, honest to God, I don't think you deserve him to right now. You may have been through s**t lately, but you have no right, and you know it," he warned Roxas, seething before dropping him back on his a**. Then he turned back to Zexion, leaving Roxas in shock on the bench, the bell ringing and bodies moing in the background.

"I'll see you at lunch, Zexy?" he asked with a tight smile and leaned forward, leaving a light peck on his cheek before turning away and going off to class.

Roxas drifted through the rest of the day until lunch, fear tight in his chest. Fear that he would lose Axel...not to mention Demyx. They were all he had left other than his mom. He couldn't lose them.

It was Demyx who showed up at lunch first, immediately setting his bag down at the table and going to get his tray. He had been tense. Axel hadn't been spotted yet, which probably meant he either went home or was in the counselor's office. The blond was still tense from break, but now he was just more worried than anything. Until he turned to walk back to the table, that is.

Roxas sat at the table, eyes rimmed with red from obvious crying. He was looking down at the table, empty in front of him which meant he was depressed. Roxas never ate when he was upset about something. Demyx just ate more.

The taller blond slammed his tray down on the table much like Roxas had the day before when he was mad at Axel, and watched for Roxas's reaction. He didn't flinch. Which meant he was zoned out. Demyx's gaze softened slightly as he looked over the blond. Not only was he staring down at the table, he was also hunched into himself. The only reason he was here, Demyx knew, was so he could possibly see Axel and apologize. However, Demyx also knew that Axel more than likely wasn't going to show up...and he was sure Roxas knew that, too.

Demyx's attention was torn away from his friend when he saw a flash of slate hair in his perifferal vision. As soon as he got closer, Demyx shot him a little smile and a wave.

"Things are as good as they can be right now," Demyx responded to Zexion with a little smile and took a bite to his food. It was silent for only a few moments before Zexion pointed Axel out to him. While the scene looked happy, all Demyx could really do was frown. Axel must have been really terrible if the counselor put him with children. His eyes slid over to Roxas, noticing he was moving to look at the redhead.

Roxas looked up slowly as he heard the mob of children laughing and squealing, Axel's forced laughter over all of them. His swollen eyes looked over the redhead, a little smile twinging onto his lips at the sight of him. He was obviously trying to pretend he was happy, but he was so cute when he was with children.

The smile faded from his face, though, when he remembered how shitty he was toward him. He watched Axel dully, admiring how pulled-together he could make himself look when he was destroyed on the inside. Roxas knew that he couldn't apologize right now. Axel wouldn't want to hear it. He would want to keep himself together right now, especially around the kids. Plus, he was probably going to go sit with them for lunch.

So Roxas stood and walked hurriedly out of the cafeteria, head down so hopefully he wasn't that noticeable to Axel, just as he began to tear up once more. He didn't want Axel to look at him right now. Not when he was so ashamed of how he'd acted. He wiped his face and slipped past the administrators, heading straight out of the school and towards his house. He would apologize later, when everything was a little more calmed down. Maybe tonight. Maybe tomorrow. But definitely within the next few days, once he figured out the right time.

Demyx gave a soft sigh as he watched Roxas leave, then he looked over at Zexion. "I guess it's just me and you today. That okay with you?" he asked, one side of his mouth lifting with a coy little smile before he popped a grape in his mouth.

Demyx let out a short laugh when Zexion told him he may be able to bear one lunch period with just Demyx. "Good to know you at least think I'm tolerable," he said softly with a silly little smile. And then Zexion began rambling about how he would be free tonight, so he and Demyx could have some alone-time. Demyx's eyes lit up a little, the smile getting wider on his face.

"I would love to hang out tonight, Zexion," he said happily, setting down his fork so he could properly talk to him. "I don't really care where. Do you wanna see my place? I'll have to clean up a little, but other than that, I don't mind. Maybe I can play you some music. Or paint! We could paint," Demyx began spouting off ideas, flailing his hands about more as he got more excited. "And I can make you dinner, and we can curl up on the couch and watch a movie while we eat and drink my famous hot cocoa or...or I have tea, too, if you prefer that."

He looked over at Zexion with an adoring smile. "Or we can go out somewhere if you'd like that better. We could go to the beach or the park and have a picnic or out to a restaurant," he continued to ramble, not even giving himself time to shove food into his mouth.

Demyx seemed even more excited that Zexion wanted to just sit and get to know him. That meant they didn't have to do anything exciting to hang out and keep each other entertained. They could just chill and drink coffee or cocoa or tea or whatever and order pizza and maybe Zexion would wanna play a board game or listen to him play guitar or maybe he could teach Zexion how to play a little or they could choose a movie to watch, maybe one Zexion had never seen before and cuddle on the couch or something. That'd be awesome.

"That sounds perfect. I can't wait," he told him with a bright grin before he began shoving food in his mouth. The bell was going to ring soon, and he needed to get some food in him before his stomach started growling in class again.

Demyx jumped out of his desk once the bell to release for the day rang and booked it down the hall to get to his truck. He threw his bag in the backseat and then hopped up on the hood to wait for Zexion to join him. He was so excited for tonight. There were so many ideas for things to do at his place as he sat there waiting, a big smile on his face as he kicked his legs a bit idly.

Roxas, unfortunately, had to go into work that night. He wasn't going to get a chance to call and apologize or even go over and apologize until he got a break, and there was no telling when that would be. He felt so weighted down with guilt, and on top of that his back was really straining him thanks to the stress that he brought upon himself. Needless to say, today was a s**t day.

Eventually, Roxas had to take a break before he broke down into tears. He took a good ten minute break to just sit outside and breathe the fresh air while he watched the clouds move through the sky. In an hour or so, he'd be able to see the sun begin to set. And then the day would be over. He gazed over the clouds, and as he watched them mindlessly, something was building itself up in his head. Lyrics were stringing themselves together.

As fast as he could move, he staggered inside and grabbed a notepad and pen from one of the empty cashier's stations and began roughly scratching down the words that came straight from his heart. He didn't know how long he took, but he didn't really care. Some length of time after he began writing, he was looking down at a piece of paper that was wrinkled and ripped in one place with words scribbled out and notes written on the sides. He wiped the few tears that fell down his cheeks away and took a deep breath before folding and shoving the paper into his pocket. He needed to get back to work, but he had decided he was going to suck it up and face his mistake head-on when he got off of work. He was going straight to Axel's house.

Demyx waited...and waited. And then waited a bit longer, checking his phone for the time at one point, frown sliding onto his face. Did Zexion forget? Well, they hadn't exactly discussed whether or not he was riding with him now or later, but...Demyx kind of assumed that was the plan. But he was beginning to get worried. Zexion was smart, so he would come check the parking lot before hopping right on the bus, wouldn't he?

As soon as his feet hit the ground, Demyx took off towards the bus pick-up. He had a sinking feeling growing in his chest, and he didn't like it. Was Zexion in trouble? That sinking feeling caused his heart to turn to stone as soon as he rounded the corner and drop out of his stomach.

"Zexion!" Demyx called as he shoved through the crowd to get to him. He still saw people trampling all over Zexion's things and something clicked inside of him. "Are you ******** kidding me? Watch where the hell you're going!" he snapped loudly at those rushing by, standing his ground as he put a barrier between himself and Zexion and leaned down to help gather his things. His voice was soft and worried again as he spoke up.

"What happened, Zexy? Did you just get shoved over?" he asked as he began putting Zexion's things back into his bag. He was basically sitting in the middle of the road as he looked around to make sure he didn't miss anything. His heart sank again as he noticed the mangled book a few feet away just as another set of tires flattened it. He wasted no time in standing and rushing to the middle of the road, glaring at the next driver that came right up on him and slammed on the breaks. He leaned down and picked up the book and the few pages fluttering around on the ground gingerly. He only flipped off the driver as they honked at him then stalked off back to Zexion, examining the damage done to his book.

"I'm so sorry, Zexy. I don't think your book made it," he frowned as he ran his fingers down the cover, a few pieces of gravel embedded in the cover. "I'll buy you a new one. No arguments, we're going to the bookstore. Like, right now," he told him and hugged the book to his chest so Zexion didn't have to see the wreckage up close.

It was quiet for a few moments, the two of them quietly eating their food in an awkward silence...before Demyx started cracking up laughing, face still bright red. “We aaaare pathetic.” He set down his fork and threw his head back as he laughed. He then returned his gaze to Zexion, bright grin on his face. He studied the smaller teen for a moment, grin softening to a genuine, adoring smile. “If, um. If you ever feel like practicing your, uh, kissing skills. I’m awkwardly happy to help,” he said softly, a blush dusting his cheeks once more. He shot him another shy glance with a little smile before he shoved some more food into his mouth.

He chewed, swallowed and then cleared his throat. “So, uh. What did you want to do today? Other than sit in bed with me and, uh, have awkward conversations? We could go out to eat lunch or...or go to the park or the lake...or, if you want, we can stay in and study? I figure you haven’t skipped school before, and you might feel guilty about it. I don’t know. I, uh, I guess I don’t really know you that well to know if you’d even feel bad about skipping. But...I’m down to do whatever you wanna do today.” He smiled at him again. “If you wanna go out, you can borrow some of my smaller clothes. I think you’ll look cute in ‘em. You look cute enough in my regular-sized ones,” he told him, sticking his tongue out as he reached over and poked Zexion on the tip of his nose. The blush on his cheeks lingered through the rest of the conversation.

“Or, if you just wanna...hang out, we could have a movie day and be lazy? I have plenty of movies to choose from. We could cuddle on the couch again. I’m surprised Chester hasn’t come screaming at me for attention yet today. He’s probably curled up on my bed by now, the lazy bum,” he grinned as he spoke, popping a piece of sausage into his mouth. “But it’s totally up to you. I skip school all the time. This is your day.”