14Zexion sat on the banister fence thing in silence, somewhat hiding behind the wooden post that held up the roof as if it were his only lifeline. After a few more moments of listening to random things going on inside the big house, he heard a few voices near the door.
"Mom! What else do you want me to get at the store?" A voice yelled, sounding impatient. There was another muffled yell from elsewhere inside the house. "Momma says we need bread and Kool-Aid," Said a smaller voice, no doubt accompanying the older one with the shopping list.
"M'kay. We'll be back later!" The older voice yelled again, and with that the front door opened and two people walked out. One was a teenaged boy who had blonde hair and green eyes, and the other was a small boy who had blonde hair and eyes matching those of Zexion's. He looked to be only a year or two younger than Zexion.
The two boys noticed Zexion almost immediately. "Ah, what the fuck? Who the hell are you?" The older male asked. "TREVOR! WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" A woman's voice screamed from inside. 'Trevor' ignored her. The smaller boy examined Zexion for a second before running back inside.
"Momma, momma! There's a friend here to play! Can he stay? Please, please?" He could be heard asking.
"What friend?" Another voice asked, this time it was another male, but a lot older. A chair slid out from under a table and a man carrying a two year old (Not the small excited one that came out with Trevor) walked out onto the porch. He looked at Zexion for a moment and raised his eyebrows. "Who are you?" He asked in a serious tone.
Zexion said nothing and just shyly hid behind the wooden post more. Two more kids, two girls, ran out, looking the same age as the small one from earlier. A woman walked out too, and Zexion had a feeling that he had seen her before. "Charlie, Lacy, why don't you go play with Momo?" She asked the two girls, Momo probably being the other little boy their age. They just stayed where they were and stared at Zexion, as did everyone else. This made Zexion really uncomfortable.
He looked down to the ground shyly to avoid their gaze. His head shot back up though, when he heard his name called. "Zexion?" The familiar woman asked. When he looked at her, sort of scared, she broke down crying, screaming 'My baby' the whole time. She had rushed forward and ripped Zexion from his spot and began hugging him and rotating her body from side to side at an incredibly fast pace, as she hugged Zexion to her.
The whole family (Consisting of one new husband, a set of triplets, an infant and three step sons) was by now incredibly confused. Cameron then thoroughly explained what had happened six years prior, and after that the dinner they were eating became extremely awkward.
After a short while though, Cameron was able to lighten the mood by starting conversations, and bringing out some yummers dessert. This, of course, was a completely whole new thing for Zexion, and boy did he like it! This… this ice cream? Oh my galoshes, how yummy it was! It was this kind of minty thing, with some weird yet yummy substance called chocolate!
B-but, oh noes! It was already all gone… Zexion looked down at his empty bowl silently wishing for more. As if she had read his mind, Cameron smiled and added more ice cream to the boy's bowl. Zexion looked back up at her, shocked, but ducked his head and smiled before going back to eating his ice cream.
After dinner, Zexion was shown to his new room. It was… It was huge! "Uh-uhm…" He started to say, looking up shyly at Cameron. "What? Is something wrong?" She asked, concerned. "N-no! It's just… Are you sure this is my room?" He asked. "Yes, why? Is there a problem with it?"
"N-no! It's just… It's so big!" Cameron smiled sadly down at him, before picking him up again and cradling him.
"How about you go play with the triplets? I bet they would love to have you around," She told him. He looked at her, confused. "Uhm, are you… sure?" He asked. Cameron grinned. "Positive. They were ecstatic to hear that you were their age, nonetheless living with us now. They were even asking when you were going to come play with them. They are currently in the backyard, if you would like to play," She told him, hugging him tightly once more before placing him on the ground.
Zexion hesitated at first, but then started to shyly walk out of the room and down the stairs, towards the backyard.
When he got there, he was confronted by Lacy and Momo, Charlie elsewhere in the big playhouse baking 'cookies'. "You're here!" They squealed. "C'mon, let's go play house!" Momo shouted, grabbing Zexion's arm and dragging him off towards the playhouse, Lacy in tow.
"So, who are you going to be?" Charlie asked, when they were getting ready to play. "Um… Zexion?" He said, confused. "You can't be Zexion, because you are Zexion! Don't you know how to play house, silly?" She asked. Zexion shook his head, before saying sorry.
"Hey it's ok, you don't hafta be sorry! Just think of a name, any name! And that's who you'll be!" Momo said, hugging Zexion. "Uh… Ok… C-can I be… Buster?" He asked. "Who's Buster?" Charlie asked. "I don't really know… But I think he used to be my doggy a long time ago," Zexion explained, becoming a little more brave. "Oooh, you wanna be our doggy?! That's so cool! We've never had a doggy before, ok!" Lacy grinned, pulling him inside the 'house'. "Oh wait! To be a doggy you hafta be on yer hands n' knees!" Momo said, and Zexion nodded, before getting into said position. He gave a small bark, causing everyone to laugh, and causing Zexion to grin.
After they played house, Momo, Lacy, and Charlie showed Zexion all their other toys, much to Zexion's pleasure. He had no idea what these things were, but they were so… so awesome!
"What's this?" He asked, opening the roof to a doll house.
"It's a doll house, for our barbies! It's like what we just played, but only with bitty people instead!"
"Oh…"
!
"what's this?"
"It's a swing set silly? Don't you know that?"
"N-no, sorry…"
"It's ok! We'll show you how to swing!"…
"Ah! Too high! Too high! G-get me down!" Zexion panicked, almost starting to cry from the fear.
"Ok, don't worry! Just don't let go!"
"L-let go?" Zexion asked, doing just that.
"Ah! No!" All three screamed, panicking.
Zexion flew through the air, and landed in the sand pit that was nearby.
He just sat there, wide-eyed and shaky.
Just as the triplets were running over to see if he was ok, Zexion stood up and ran into the house, hiding behind Cameron's leg and babbling something about 'evil demon flyer thingy'.
"Good night, Zexion. I'll see you in the morning," Cameron said, bending down to kiss him on the forehead. "O-ok…" He replied, watching her as she started to walk out.
"Uh, uh, C-cameron?" He suddenly asked, causing her to turn. "Yes?" She asked, giving up on trying getting him to call her 'mom'. No matter how many times she told him to do so, he always seemed to forget or something.
"S-so, are you my new mom?" He asked, still totally confused.
"New mom? I'm your real mom," She said, somewhat taken back by what he had said. She walked back over to the bed and sat on it.
"Real mom? But what about Clarissa?" Zexion asked.
"Clarissa? Is she the woman who took you from me?" Cameron asked in a somewhat hostile tone.
"Um… I-I don't know. B-but if you're my real mom then why didn't I live with you until now?" He asked. "Because your real father, not Frank, took you from me after we had a fight…" She sighed, the wicked memories returning to her.
"S-so is Hojo my real daddy?"
"W-what?! No! Your… Your father must've taken you to him and left you… Oh look, it started raining! Do you like the rain?" She ended up asking, all in the means of changing the subject.
Zexion looked out his window. He looked back to Cameron and shook his head.
x-x-x Flashback x-x-x
It had been three hours since Hojo had dropped him off in the park, and now Zexion was even more frightened than ever! It had started to pour, the rain stinging his skin as it hit it. He tried to find shelter, but the best he could do was the alley he was in now. Hojo had put a tracking device on his ankle, meant to trace his every move.
When Zexion had asked where they were going, Hojo just told him to shut up and threw him out of the care. "I'll be back," He had said, not specifying when.
Zexion jumped and whimpered when a huge boom of thunder sounded.
He hoped Hojo would come back soon, in all honesty.
x-x-x End Flashbackery x-x-x
"C-can I um…" Zexion started, but when he looked up to see his mother's sad face he quickly said nevermind. "No, no, what were you going to ask, sweatheart?" She asked, stroking his hair. "C-can I sleep with you tonight? I really don't like the rain…" He whispered, turning his head away in humiliation.
"Of course!" Cameron said, picking him up and carrying him out of the room and to her own.
"So how does starting school to you sound?" Frank asked him one day, about four weeks after he had started living there. "School? I love—" Zexion started, but instantly the memories came ripping into his skull, and the thought of school immediately turned into a nightmare. "Um… I… I don't know…" He whispered, his head dropping.
"Well, we already enrolled you kiddo. You start tomorrow," Frank told him, turning to look at him with a smile. Zexion gave him a weak smile in return. He just hoped that this school would be a lot different than his old one… in good ways.