The door burst open and a man about Zexion’s age came in, earphones covering his ears, and apparently oblivious to his surroundings. The weirdest thing Zexion noticed about him was his hair it was like the kid couldn’t decide between a mohawk and a mullet, so he got both.

The teen finally looked around the room and stopped in his tracks as he spotted Zexion. He pulled off the headphones and smiled in an apologetic way.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize anyone was in here yet.”

Zexion shrugged and turned back to his backpack, slowly beginning to unpack what he brought. Silence lay over the room like a blanket as the two began to unpack their stuff. Zexion Got to the dresser and realized he’d probably have to speak to his new roommate at least for today…but only when he needed to.

“Which drawers do you want?”

The teen glance over to him and shrugged.

“It doesn’t matter to me, whichever ones you leave empty.”

Zexion shook his head in exasperation at the guy’s indecisiveness and took the top two drawers.

“I’m Demyx Orosz, by the way.”

“Zexion Genkaku.”

The other boy, Demyx turned from what he was unpacking and stuck his hand out for Zexion to shake. Tentatively, almost like reaching for a sharp object, Zexion took the hand and made his first real connection in his new world. Zexion sat on the bed he chose the one furthest from the door and laid back staring at the ivory ceiling. His thoughts wondered flitting like a humming bird from one section to another, never really staying on one for too long. Zexion didn’t like it when his thoughts became like this, it always gave him a sense of chaos which unsettled him; luckily this only ever happened when he found himself in a completely new situation or environment.

The sound of a suitcase hitting the ground and being pushed under the bed pulled him from his thoughts. Glancing over he saw that Demyx had just finished with one of his suitcases and was moving on to the second one, which didn’t even include the backpack sitting on his desk chair.

“You only brought a single backpack? Why?”

Zexion looked up at the blonde, his own charcoal eyes meeting green as he considered what he was going to tell him.

“I just travel light; I have enough clothes to get me through the week and more then enough if I do laundry during that week. After that I only need some school supplies and other essentials.”

“Yeah but what about some entertainment? Like, for instance, I have my clothes in this bag”, he pointed to the bag relocated under the bed, “this bag for my entertainment, music player, books, gaming system, computer, journal, magazines, you know, stuff”

He gestured to the bag currently sitting on the bed, as if that made his point better, then he nodded to the backpack on the desk chair.

“That one has my school stuff.”

Zexion shrugged and looked back to the ceiling as if it held more interesting subjects in its bumps and cracks then the teen in front of him.

“I just find other ways of entertainment then material objects. Music is nice, but I prefer live bands or groups like at cafes or fairs. The school has a library, as does Radiant Garden so all the books I could ever want are at my disposal.”

Demyx looked at the other boy, almost contemplating him, then without a word, turned and finished unpacking and putting away his stuff.

“You’re a little peculiar, but I think I’m going to like spending my freshman year with you Zexion.”

Zexion gave his roommate a small smile and nod in return and turned his eyes back to the Ivory.