X-x My pet Alien is Addicted to World of Warcraft x-X

Why, oh why, was he going through with this? He knew that he shouldn't be doing this, considering what he had done to him. Oh, the things he had done. But still… Ugh. But, but-!

-X-x-X Flashback X-x-X-

"Axel, I'm back!" Zexion shouted throughout the apartment. He walked into the kitchen area, seeing a note left by the man.

'Hey, Zex-o:

Went to go make preparations, man. Be back around eight-ish.

-Ax'

It read. 'Preparations?' Zexion thought. 'That means that he would be either at Confession or… shopping?' He dropped his book bag on the floor by their homely couch, and walked back to their shared room to get a change of clothes.

As he was putting a new shirt on, a nice white button-up, he checked the time on the alarm clock. 8:30 PM was what the bright green digits read. 'It's past eight… but he said eight-ish, of course. Zexion, you have trust issues!' He thought, putting on a pair of black socks as he sat on the end of the bed. He stood up, and swiftly put on a plain black tie before grabbing his keys and once again left the apartment.

It seems that Zexion was mostly right as to where Axel was: at the church. He walked in, and a ghost of a smile appeared on his face when he heard his lover's voice from another room. But, not to Zexion's surprise, it wasn't any kind of confession being said. Actually, they were familiar words that Zexion had been overhearing for what seemed like forever, and it made his miniscule smile disappear.

"Hey, it's past eight, I got to go… He'll get suspicious. You know, he's that kind of guy," Said Axel. Another voice spoke. "Why are you even with him still, then? You told me that-"

"Yea, yea, I know. I don't know why I'm still hangin' around." 'He's the kind of guy who seems like he won't give a horses ass if I left him, but if I actually did… He'd be shattered. Fuck,' Axel thought after saying what he did.

Zexion had by this time had sat himself down on a pew, and just looked around as he listened. Zexion was used to this; this most certainly was not the first time Axel had been cheating on him.

Zexion, for some reason, didn't really mind. Just as long as the damned other male paid his share of rent every month, he'd be able to put up with him, he supposed. And what baffled him even more, was that for some strange reason, this time, he found himself caring about this situation.

Out of all the times Axel had been doing this supposedly behind his back, it was just now starting to hurt. What the hell? Maybe it was because of the- no, couldn't be.

It was at that moment that Axel walked out, looking the slightest bit disheveled. Zexion must have missed when Axel told whoever it was he was with that he really had to go. Axel spotted Zexion, and jumped.

"Ah! Zexion! What are you doing here? I thought you would be at home, like, reading or something?" He asked, still shocked. Zexion gave him a fake, sweet smile.

"Yes, I just… didn't feel like it today, is all. So I decided to come and wait," He told Axel. He made sure to look extra naïve. "It does get rather… hot in Confession, doesn't it? I haven't the faintest idea as of why it does, but oh well!" He said in a feigned cheery voice.

Axel looked relieved. "Yea… yea. I don't know why, either," he said, walking over to the now standing Zexion, and put his arm around his shoulder. Axel passionately kissed him, and they walked home, both pretending as if nothing was out of place.

-End Flashback-

And now today was the day. That dreadful bastard of a day; their wedding. And would you look at that: he and Axel were already at the altar. Zexion barely remembered walking down the blasted aisle, or the priest reading whatever it is they read at weddings.

Ugh, I know, this has been going way too fast, hasn't it? Well, let's just have some things explained.

Our dear old Zexion here, was only doing this for one reason. Oooh ho ho, yessss. But! He wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing though, oh no. He was kind of secretly keeping a huge secret of a thing from Axel, and the best solution to the result would be to stay with Axel.

… Well, no. Not really. But still... maybe?

"And do you, Zexion Callahan, take Axel Cunningham as your lawfully wedded husband?"

Whoa, wait, what? 'What?! Now?!' Zexion screamed in his head. He still hadn't made his decision though! He glanced at the priest, then at Axel, then at the priest again, vaguely aware of how sweaty he was.

"Uh… I… uh…" He stumbled with his words, his brain working overtime trying to come to a decision. "I… I don-"

"Then you may kiss the groom," The priest interrupted, obviously in some kind of hurry to do something. Zexion's head whipped in his direction, eyes wide. On a side note, if his hair weren't tied up so as to not be in his face, it would have whipped some sweat onto both Axel and the priest. Yea.

Zexion turned back to Axel, the crowd of people watching on curiously at Zexion's strange behavior.

Axel looked at him weird as well, but after a moment leaned in to kiss his new husband. About a couple inches away from his face, Zexion flipped. "I said no!" He yelled, pulling back his fist and punching Axel with a right hook straight to the side of the head.(1)

The crowd either screamed or gasped as Axel stumbled to keep his balance, hissing, "What the hell!?" and holding his head. Zexion looked… insane. He was sweaty, shaky, and his eyes were wide and he was breathing heavily.

"I said… No!" He repeated, before breaking into a sprint for the door. Axel somehow predicted this, and dove for his feet. He successfully brought Zexion to the ground, only to be kicked in the face by his foot, causing him to let go and nurse his face again.

Zexion swiftly stood and ran out the doors. Now, in this state of mind, poor Zexion just couldn't think straight. Really, would you be able to if you had just done something like that? I probably would have peed my pants!

Zexion frantically looked around, hearing Axel's yelling growing louder, which of course meant he was getting closer. Zexion noticed an open car door, with an arm reaching out to close it.

"Ahhh! No! No! Wait, don't close that fucking door!" Zexion screamed, running as fast as he could towards the car. A head poked out, confused. When the male saw Zexion charging towards him, his eyes widened and he disappeared inside.

Zexion heard him scream, "Shit! He's coming! Demyx, go, go, go!" just as he dove into the back seat. "Yes!" He yelled. "Go! Go, go, go!"

Demyx, panicking, as was everyone else, stepped on the gas when it was clear and sped off. Zexion just lay stretched out on four people, one with silver hair, and two with brown, and one with blonde. His head lay in that of both the older brunette's and the youngest blonde's, who both looked both irritated and confused, while calming down.

After only a few moments of speeding off, they reached a red light. By this time, Zexion had calmed down a bit. He sat up and looked out the back window, seeing none other than Axel still running after him.

Zexion glared, and clumsily crawled over to the window nearest to Axel, rolling it down. He stuck his arm out, flipping his ex the bird, while screaming, "Fuck you!" At him. This effectively made Axel stop running, who returned the gesture to Zexion.

Zexion, in all his insanity, laughed like a mad man, and collapsed back onto the three he was on. One of the men, the elder brunette, cleared his throat.

"Sir? You're on our loins," He said, gesturing for all three to push him off of them. He landed in the foot space, still laughing. "Just… get me out of here, will you?" He asked when he finally settled down.

Here is some helpful info about the layout of the car: The driver would be the middle blonde, and in the passenger's seat the eldest. In the back seat going from left to right would be the eldest brunette who is squished next to the youngest blonde on his right. Next to him is the youngest brunette and then the silverette. Then of course on the ground is Zexion.

"Alrighty, Mister, but our destination is the next three cities over," Replied the driver. "Is that alright?"

"Yes! Just… anywhere but near him." Zexion said, raising up his arm and giving the finger to no one in particular. "Well alrighty-tighty then!" The driver chirped. After a few moments of silence, the silver-haired one looked down at him. "So, did you like run away from a psych ward or something?" He asked.

"Riku!" Yelled the elder brunette and blonde in unison. The elder blonde, not the driver, was in the passenger's seat. Zexion just cackled. "No! That ass- I ran away from that asshole. He was trying to kiss me, and the stupid priest cut me off, and-!" He explained, grabbing his hair and hissing.

"So you ran away from your wedding?" Asked the elder blonde. "Yes, I did! I don't even know why I didn't break it off before-hand, say years ago. That bastard has been cheating on me with several different people for as long as we've been together and I've just been sitting around pretending to be so fucking naïve about it all; always creating some excuse to make him believe I've never caught him!" Zexion ranted. "So I punched him! And I ran, and now here we are!" He finished, crossing his arms.

The youngest blonde, Roxas, really wasn't paying attention. But when he heard Zexion mumble 'stupid fucking Axel', that had most certainly caught his attention. He looked at Zexion, shocked. "What did you say his name was?" He asked.

Zexion stared at him. "That asshole's name is Axel. Axel fucking Cunningham, that's what it is." He told Roxas, who looked horrified. 'This is that guy!' he thought. 'This is that guy Axel was telling me about… he left Axel at the altar?!'

In the awkward silence that proceeded after Roxas questioned Zexion, the driver decided to break the ice.

"So! I guess now that we're traveling together, we ought to give introductions. I'm Demyx Jones!"(2) He said, cheery as usual. The man next to him, who was much more calmer, went next. "I am Cloud Strife," He said. He reminded Zexion of his longtime favorite animal, a chocobo.

Everyone introduced themselves, including Zexion. It might have been pretty obvious, but just in case it goes: Squall (It's Leon!), Roxas, Sora and Riku. There had been another awkward silence soon after, so Demyx got the radio going.

Roxas sat there thinking about Axel, still shocked about how Zexion did in fact know about the affair his ex had been having, but not knowing who it was with. He looked down to Zexion, only to find him asleep.

…Well that did seem like a good idea, seeing as everyone else besides Cloud and Demyx seemed to be drifting off as well. So, Roxas lay his head on Sora's shoulder and passed out.

When he awoke, everyone who had been asleep when he himself dozed off, was still asleep. He relaxed for a moment, thinking about stuff. Then he remembered Axel. 'That stupid ass! I can't believe he left Axel like that! Poor Axel…' He thought, glaring at Zexion. He kicked the closest part of Zexion he could, which was his stomach.

Zexion awoke with a start at the third kick, seeing as Roxas couldn't really successfully kick him when he was laying so close to him on the ground. "Stop kicking my stomach!" He yelled, panicking. "What do you want?" He then asked, glaring at Roxas. The boy returned the expression.

"Why the hell did you leave Axel at the altar like that! He doesn't deserve that!" Roxas hissed. Zexion looked taken aback. "Excuse me? He most certainly does deserve it! That bastard has cheated on me about seven times, and he got me-" Zexion stopped in mid-sentence, seething.

Roxas just glared at him, and turned away. "I think we should drop him off here, Demyx," He said. Demyx glanced back at them. "Uh, why? That'd be extremely rude," He said. "So? He's an ass!" Zexion glared at Roxas at that comment.

"Roxas, shut up. Just because you're on your man-period doesn't mean you need to attack him like that. Some of us would like to continue sleeping, thank you," Cloud mumbled, effectively making Roxas scowl and be quiet for the rest of the way.

Finally, after hours and hours of traveling, they had made it. It was dark out, but they made it nonetheless. Leon had to help Zexion up and out, because he was stuck and half asleep. They all got their luggage, which they somehow all miraculously managed to fit in the trunk of the car, and carried it up to the log cabin that Demyx, Cloud and Leon shared. It was in the middle of nowhere, it seemed, surrounded by a not-so-thick forest. 'I might be able to go for a few walks through this,' thought Zexion as he glanced around. 'it'd do me good to get some fresh air, anyway...'

He followed everyone in, helping everyone with luggage. Once everybody had their stuff to pack away, Zexion went and sat on a homely couch. Leon had left to drop Roxas off at his own house. After a few silent moments of Zexion looking around and examining the room, Demyx walked out and sat next to him, turning on the television. He turned to Zexion. "So you can like, sleep out here on the couch or something until you find a place. It's a hide-away so we can just pull it out every night and such," He told him. Zexion gave him a confused look. Demyx must have read his mind

Zexion smiled and said his thanks. They pulled it out and got it ready, and soon Zexion found himself snuggled up in the blankets watching a movie on TBS. When Leon came back from dropping of Roxas, he said good night when he walked through the living room, going and joining his Cloud in bed. Yes, possessive noun.

Zexion was honestly surprised at how easy he slept that night.

-End Chp1-

Hey, hey, psssssst. Review. :l

I always forget to add these things xD:

(1) You want to know when I thought of this part? While I was going pee.

(2)Do you see it? Do you see it?! Mwuahahaha! No, it's not a reference to IthItcTjtt, it's a reference to DAVID BOWIE, that god of a guy! 'How?' you ask? 'Jones' was his real last name before that bastard of a Monkee (the band) came around calling himself Davey Jones too, so he changed his last name to 'Bowie' after the knife. Spiffy, eh?