A/N: Rawr! Royal Dragon here! This is dedicated to the very special ZexyKiba who asked me if I would write a story based on when Demy and Zexion met. If you haven't read Vampire's Blood or Kiss of Death you don't have to, to read this. The other two stories are Akuroku stories so anyway here is a Demyx and Zexion story this is for you ZexyKiba this is acutually the first part of it but I still hope you enjoy part 1!
Our First Encounter
Demyx's POV
Father was a doctor way back before he was Turned. Mother was just a normal human that Father had fallen in love with. Then I was born, a Dhampir. When I was young Mother would tell me that one day my Prince or Princess would come and we would live happily ever after just like the fairy tales that she read me. Mother was beautiful with sandy blond hair like me, I got my eyes from Father.
Mother was lucky to conceive me, Father said he could smell the sickness that radiated off her when they first met. Taking her blood he said helped alleviate the pain and nausea that she was feeling at times. We lived in a small village close to where Father worked. The village we lived in had lots of Vampires, Dhampirs and Humans. We all coexisted with each other. Vampire's didn't feed off Humans without consent, there were of course the few blood houses that Vampire's frequented.
Food was abundant, the land was green and everyone existed together happily. I was nineteen the day Father forgot his lunch. Father never forgot his lunch, although his lunch was usually just a blood packet that he got from Mother. I was in charge of carrying the small lunch pail down to small doctor's office.
The door chimed as I made my way in. Time stopped when I saw him walk past me his head down looking at a small chart. He was short, shorter than me by about a foot. He had periwinkle hair that covered his face so that I wasn't able to see much. It went down to about his shoulders but it looked like he had his head slightly cocked to the side.
I was too busy gawking to notice my father standing beside me. Putting a hand on my shoulder I jumped back and murmured an apology. "Come here I want you to meet someone." He winked steering me over towards Periwinkle.
"B-b-but Mother... um here! Bye!" I cried throwing the pail at him and hurrying away.
The bell merrily chimed at me as I scurried away and back down towards the small shack we called home. "Mother!" I cried slamming the small door shut upon arrival. Turning around there was a small smile on her face. "You set me up!" I couldn't believe my on mother!
"Your father met him, he's just been Turned about a week ago he needs some guidance. He's new to town and your father's been helping him out a bit. He's not Mated..."
"Mother no!" My face was crimson by this point I knew it.
"Well sweetie you haven't been interested in any of the women who have tried courting you. So we figured we'd try a different approach." I couldn't stop from putting my head in my hands and groaning.
"But what if he's a Hunter?" I shouted throwing my arms in the air. Hunter's weren't known to come in this area but they still existed and it didn't mean that I wasn't worried.
"Sweetie just trust us. Besides most Hunters are Humans not Vampires. Oh and while you were gone Reno was looking for you. If you don't like the newcomer why not go with Reno? He's a sweet boy." I cringed at the thought. Reno was in love with me and to be quiet honest I didn't really like him.
"But Mother I'm not even that old why do I have to start looking now? I have my whole life ahead of me." I smiled at her. When she smiled back I could tell it didn't touch her eyes like it normally did.
"Demy we just worry about you. When you leave here you're no longer protected by your father. If you're not Mated and a Vampire finds that out... they could force you to become their Mate." She was wringing her hands and tears had formed in her eyes.
"Mother no, please don't cry. I'm just not ready to settle down yet I'm so young. This village everyone is so nice no one would ever force me to Mate with them." I whispered steering her over to the small couch.
"Sweetie you're right this is a wonderful village but it has its secrets. Vampire's don't care if you don't want to be Mated or not if they enjoy your blood enough they will force you. Demyx... When I was little I was a free spirit to. But because I was so sickly I was constantly being watched. I never had a moments peace but when I met your father well... I've never been so free in my life. He allows me to do what I must even though I'm sick, he understands. It's ok to be Mated Demyx just make sure you pick someone that you love and who you will know without a shadow of a doubt won't take away your freedom." She said pulling me close.
Mother was a gypsy. I had heard the story a thousand times. She said that she used to go to the Market and people wouldn't sell to her because they assumed she had already stolen her share. Anything that went missing they blamed the gypsies for. I don't think she had ever stolen anything in her entire life even if she needed to.
She was a tiny woman wearing a small white ruffled shirt with a brown lace up vest that had her breasts almost popping out of the shirt. It was complemented with a long floral printed skirt with a gold anklet. She never wore shoes always preferring to go barefoot even during winter.
I hummed in response letting her know that I heard her.
Mother and Father both knew how I was. I was a free spirit I would have been better off being born a Human in a normal village. Where I didn't even know the existence of Vampire's. I wouldn't ever have to worry about Mating or getting married I could just be who I wanted to be. A gypsy just like Mother, although I already considered myself one.
But after seeing Periwinkle... I wasn't so sure. I loved my freedom but I was also anxious as to when Father would forget his lunch again.
"What about that boy from your Father's work?" She asked pulling back to shoot me a wide smile.
"He's cute... I guess." I started. Oh who was I kidding he was gorgeous! Leaning forward Mother scooted me off the couch so that she could sit behind me and play with my hair. Grabbing a nearby comb she brushed through the strands as I all but purred in content. I loved being groomed in such a manner. "Well whoever I Mate has to know how to brush my hair like you do." I purred closing my eyes.
She chuckled a light and airy sound. It suited her. "We'll make sure to tell any suitors that ask about you that."
Except for the small tune that Mother was humming all was quiet in the small cottage. Mother brushed my hair for about an hour, it could have been longer but I had fallen asleep by that time. When I woke up next I was lying on the couch covered with a small blanket. There was whispering in the small kitchen just up ahead.
Sitting up the first thing I noticed was periwinkle colored hair... and then there was Father and Mother and... oh shit. Periwinkle was here! I had to go! Jumping up I managed to get caught in the blanket and fell forward crashing loudly onto the ground. Even in the dim lighting I watched as all eyes turned to me.
Periwinkle was the first one to help me up. I tried to tell him thank you but the words were stuck in my throat. "Demyx! Where are your manners?" Father scolded.
"Um... uh... thanks." I whispered before Mother swept in and pulled me into the kitchen. "What's going on?"
"Seems your father has taken the initiative to invite Zexion over." She giggled loading me with dishes before sending me off to set the tiny table. Mother didn't require a lot, she was low maintenance except for when it came to her health.
Oh and his name it was Zexion... how fucking hot was that? Sucking in a deep breath I nodded and quickly set the small table. "I hope everyone is hungry! I made stew and bread and for dessert we have a small papou cake." The tea that I had been drinking at the time I choked on it.
Mother slapped me on the back one hard time and walked around me with a ladle in her hand. "What the hell?" I hissed looking over at my father who gave me a smug grin.
"Language Demy." Father warned that smug look never leaving his face. Papou cake huh? That would mean that Zexion would have to eat to and Father never ate dinner! He just drink blood, but Mother was so small that she needed the food more than I did. Mother came from a big family so she was used to cooking huge meals even though she and I were the only ones who ate. Sometimes Father did just because he was curious to what real food tasted like.
He had been Turned a long time ago he said probably about a hundred years ago. Zexion was nursing a small goblet of blood, whose I wasn't to sure. The goblets were Father's from when he was into thieving that was right before he met Mother. We still weren't rich but we were pretty well off... Father sold some of the more "inexpensive" items when we needed the money.
"So Zexion where are you living? Do you have any parents? Are they Human or Vampire?" Mother asked.
"Mom maybe he doesn't want to answer..." I piped up as Zexion's mouth opened and closed like a fish. No sound ever came out but if his heart was still beating I'm sure his face would be beet red. Not to worry though mine was already red enough for the both of us.
It wasn't long and we were all gathering around the table Mother serving each of us a bowl of stew. She promised Zexion that he didn't have to eat if he wanted to and made sure that his cup was full before seating herself.
Zexion was quiet as we all started to eat, but my parents had to change all of that by bombarding him with more questions. "So are you Mated yet?"
I choked on my stew this time as Zexion's eyes went wide almost bugging out of his head.
"Mother!" I cried. Was she crazy? Of course he wasn't Mated she had just told me so herself!
Zexion spluttered almost spitting out the blood he was currently drinking. Shaking his head he bent over the steaming bowl of stew and started eating. I didn't blame him... he couldn't answer if his mouth was full. Mother couldn't stand when people talked with their mouths full.
While Mother chattered on and on Zexion listened and hummed at the appropriate times. The more she tried to get Zexion to open up the more he seemed to shut down. He didn't talk the whole time even after Mother offered to let him stay when the sun rose.
Thank god we didn't get to the cake. I would have probably faked an illness just so I could escape!
Father assured Mother that yes he had a home to live in and helped Zexion out of the door before she could ask any other questions.
The small house had only two rooms plus a small bathroom. Night was fading and the sun was going to be coming up in the next hour. I put off going to see Reno until tomorrow, he could wait. It wasn't like he wasn't always pestering me anyway. It wasn't that I didn't like Reno I did like him but he was always following me around stalking me almost like I was his prey.
Shrugging I headed into my room and changed into a royal blue tunic that Mother had made for me and a pair of black breeches. Climbing into the small bed I pulled the black covers back and snuggled under. I was used to going to bed in the sunlight, I had seen it once or twice but I enjoyed the night better. After making sure the thick curtains were pulled shut to block out any light I waited for the sun to rise.
Zexion, was short he was shorter than I was. Pretty blue eyes and periwinkled colored hair I sighed dreamily as I felt the first rays of the sun start to creep over the horizon. I would worry about him and Reno tomorrow for now I was tired and ready for sleep. But apparently sleep wasn't ready for me because it took me two hours before I was finally able to sleep.
But when I dreamed it wasn't like most of the other dreams I had. I dreamed that I was at the beach while the clear blue ocean lapped at my heels. Sticking my hand out I closed my eyes and concentrated on the water, concentrated on making it come to life so that it wrapped around my legs and curled around my arms like a vine. Mother had said my gift for wielding water had come from the gods.
I wasn't a very religious person because I knew that most Dhampir's and Vampire's had an affinity for something. I just had the affinity for water. I mostly just humored Mother and agreed. After wrapping the water around my arms and legs I opened my eyes and smiled. I wasn't wet because this was a dream but it was nice to try and control my powers. I hadn't been practicing for a while because every time I tried Reno had to come and interrupt me.
With a flick of my wrist the water left my body and started to shape itself until it was a clone of me. Easy to see through but the most beautiful shade of blue, taking a fighting stance I summoned my Sitar and swung it around until it chopped the clone in half.
The water spilled onto the sand and I watched as another clone formed. I slashed that clone up to until there at least thirty of them. I was having so much fun until someone cleared their throat. Turning around I saw Zexion, his once blue eyes were now almost black. His pupils were dilated and his fangs were peeking out from under rosy red lips.
"Um... Zexion right? How... did you get in my dream?" I asked taking a step back as the clones fell back into a puddle of water.
I hadn't commanded them to do that. "I created this dream for us. I wanted to talk to you. Get to know you a little bit better. So why not in a dream? If I wish it you won't even remember anything in the morning." He grinned at me like he was staring at a piece of meat.
Licking his lips I took another step back. "But I'd like to remember... I mean its not like you're going to hurt me. Are you?"
A pained look crossed his eyes and he shook his head crossing over to take my hands in his. "No I could never hurt you! It's just... you wouldn't believe me if I told you." His hair dropped into his face and he turned his back to me.
"What wouldn't I believe?" I questioned taking a step forward.
Turning around he gave me a smirk before answering. "My Father the one who Turned me he went to a Seer. He said she was a Gypsy, a Gypsy still living in Paris. Most of them have fled you know because of the Hunters. She said that I was going to meet my destined one soon. She described you in great detail. When Father came home he Turned me, packed my bags and kicked me out. He drew me a picture," Tugging a small worn out piece of parchment paper he handed it to me.
Unfolding the creased parchment I looked down at the picture of well myself. There was no color on the brown paper but it had been folded and unfolded many times. Who ever had drawn the picture had obviously done it quick but had done a wonderful job. It was me. Hair styled in the hybrid that I kept it in along with my eyes, my neck down to my shoulders and that's where the picture ended.
"Once I found you I was supposed to Mate with you." He whispered. I took another step back almost throwing him the parchment paper. "I won't force you." His eyes were still dilated and his fangs were still showing. They looked more menacing then they had only a few minutes ago.
I took another step back, Zexion's eyes weren't like that when he first came to eat supper. "Your eyes... when we ate they weren't dilated I would have noticed." I whispered.
"I'm a master of illusions. I can make people see what I want them to. I wasn't able to drink a lot of the blood. Your mother seems to like asking questions doesn't she?" He chuckled taking a step forward for every step I took back.
Nodding my head I stopped when the back of my legs hit a giant rock. I looked around for an escape but I couldn't find one. "This is a dream that I've created. If I want you to escape I'll allow you to but I'm not going to." He grinned and I whimpered sliding down the boulder. There was a line of them and even if I jumped I wouldn't be able to clear them.
"What are you wanting from me?" I asked.
"I'm curious about you. I want to know more about you. Will you come over to the hospital tomorrow? If you don't I'll understand I didn't mean to scare you, that's the last thing I wanted to do. I just want to see you. Know more about you. I'm curious." He responded walking until he was in front of me. Sinking down to his knees he cupped my face, turned it to the side and kissed my cheek.
Whipping around he wasn't there anymore. "Zexion?" I called as the ocean around me started to disappear. "Zexion!"
I woke up with a start, turning over I was surprised to see Reno lying next to me smiling. Squealing I jumped out of the bed and fell on my bottom, scooting until my back hit the wall. "What the fuck? Reno get out!" I screamed. I felt completely violated. How long had he been lying beside me?
"Aw but babe I just got here! I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date with me!" He said a smile forming on his pale face.
Growling I shook my head. "Hell no! I have to meet up with someone." Turning on my heel I grabbed a pair of clothes and headed into the small bathroom. I took my time changing hoping against all hope that maybe Reno would be gone once I opened the door.
But of course I wasn't so lucky. Reno was standing there waiting for me his hair pulled back in a low ponytail. Flaming red hair and toxic green eyes he was a really good looking guy but he wasn't what I was looking for. I had expressed that to him how many times? He still didn't seem to understand that I wasn't interested in him except for only as a friend.
"So who are you going out to go meet?" Reno asked his questions not letting up as we rounded the corner and headed into the small living room. Mother was sitting on the couch thread and needle in her hand and one of her old skirts in her lap.
"Oh Demyx... I see Reno found you. Where are you boys off to today?" She asked smiling never ceasing her patchwork.
I shrugged and headed into the kitchen. Mother had already heated up last nights dinner so I set to work on polishing it off. "I don't know where Reno's going but I'm going to visit Father." I stated.
"Oh and I was sure you were going to go see Zexion." Reno's eyebrows went up and almost into his hairline. Cocking his head to the side he smirked as my mother kept talking. She talked about having Zexion over for dinner and the more she talked the more angrier Reno got.
Grabbing my wrist he dragged me outside and slammed me against the wall of the house. "Whose Zexion?" He growled baring his fangs. Reno had never acted like this, of course he got jealous when other men paid attention to me but he never acted like this.
"Reno! Stop you're hurting me!" I cried trying to pull my wrists free. His eyes were a smoldering emerald green as he pushed me harder against the house. Pressing his knee in between my legs I tried not to scream and thrash. It would only make him angrier. He was a predator and the more I moved the more he hurt me. The fear he smelled on me was clinging to me like a perfume.
"Who. Is. Zexion?" He growled with each word his face got closer and closer until his forehead was pressed against mine. His eyes were pure black with a small emerald green circling his eyes.
"He's a friend ok? He works with my father! He just stared he was just Turned! Reno get off of me! You're hurting me!" I didn't want this, Mother was just inside what would happen if she came out? Reno wasn't in the right state of mind he could hurt her.
"I don't want you seeing him again!" He growled finally releasing my wrists and taking a step back.
"I don't belong to you! Your not my Mate! Even if we were Mated I'm not going to stop hanging out with people just because you don't like them!" I growled trying to get myself under control. I began squirming around until Reno started shaking me and then pulled me to his chest.
"You do know that I'm not above forcing you right?" He whispered skimming his nose across my neck. I stopped my squirming around as fangs replaced the nose and skimmed my neck. I didn't realize I was holding in a breath until I heard a familiar shout.
"What the hell are you doing to my son?" Father called as Reno jumped and spun around. Looking around Reno I saw Zexion standing beside my father and he looked just as angry.
"Everything's fine Reno was just leaving. Weren't you?" I hissed through clenched teeth shifting my gaze to a pale face. Nodding Reno took a step forward before marching away his head still held high. Reno had never acted like this, he was always kind to me and friendly.
Sighing I looked at my father and smiled. Before I could even open my mouth to speak he had grabbed my arms and pulled me into a hug. "Are you ok?" I nodded allowing my father to take me into the house.
Mother's eyes were wide as he sat me down and Zexion fidgeted his eyes wide. "What happened?" She asked rushing over to the couch where Father had deposited me.
Crossing his arms Father stared at me as Mother pulled my feet up and placed them on her lap. Zexion was pacing back and forth, he was tense and his eyes kept shifting back and forth to me. "Nothing." I whispered. Reno was known for being aggressive so him doing something like that to me wasn't unnatural. But he always knew when to back off, of course I had other suitors and that bothered him but he had never told me I wasn't allowed to hang out with them. He wasn't my Mate, and besides he knew that I wasn't ready. I didn't want to Mate if I could help it, I was free and I loved my freedom I didn't want to give it up.
"Demyx..." Father warned taking a step forward.
"I was taking care of it!" I growled looking away from my father and staring at the small fire Mother had just stoked to life.
"You being pinned against the house is taking care of it huh?" He cried stomping forward until he was right in front of me. Grabbing my chin he forced me to look at him. Father was never like this... what was going on? What had gotten into him?
"He is Unmated! He will try and attack you again but this time he will force you! I don't want you near him! If you must go out you'll have an escort! Zexion you will be my sons escort from now on. I don't trust him anymore and he is not allowed in this house again do you understand?" Father cried his once normally bright blue eyes were cold.
"Yes Father." I whispered before he finally released me and stormed off outside Mother hot on his heels. Turning to Zexion I apologized to him and made my way to my room where I of course was followed. "You don't have to escort me to my room you know."
Blushing a bright red Zexion continued on until he was fully in my room and I was curled up on my bed. "Your father said that I was your escort and I plan to take my job very seriously. Besides this means I'll get to know you better." He explained coming over to sit down on the bed with me. "Lets play a game shall we? I'll ask you a question and once you've answered you can ask me a question."
Humming in response I thought about it. So did that mean I could ask him anything? Like why he wanted to get to know me so bad? Maybe he could explain to me that dream I had. Was it real or just my imagination playing tricks on me? I waited for a few minutes for Zexion to start asking me questions. I felt the bed dip again as he padded across the room and then left.
He was back moments later dragging in a small chair. Turning over I watched as he got it close to the bed before settling in it and crossing his arms. "I'll go first." He said his tenor voice ringing out in the still of the house. "How old are you?"
I chuckled rolling so that I was lying on my back and staring at the ceiling. "I'm nineteen. My turn that dream I had where you telling the truth? Did your father really see a Seer in Paris? What was her name?"
Chuckling I turned over to send a glare Zexion's way. "Remember you only have one question you can ask. I believe that was three but I'll answer them anyway." He stared at me for a long moment before a smile curled on those pale features. "That dream was real my father really did see a Seer in Paris who told me that you were my destined one. Her name I think he said was Sasha long red hair that went to her waist with bright green eyes is how he described her. She had a golden anklet to."
"Sasha? I think Mother knows her." I said. I would have to ask her when Father was done chopping and drowning things out of anger. If Mother knew her then she could be trusted... still though I wasn't ready to give my life up just for anyone no matter if she predicted it.
"My turn. Since you asked three questions I think its only fair I should get the same amount don't you?" Zexion asked narrowing blue eyes.
I huffed and nodded waiting as he thought about his questions. "Why don't you want to Mate? I'll ask the other two after this one."
"Because..." I started turning away my face turning a bright red.
"Because isn't a sufficient answer." Zexion retorted getting comfortable on the chair.
Growling out a curse I shrugged my shoulders biting my lower lip. "I like my freedom no one should have the right to take it away from me. If I Mate I'll have my freedom taken away that's not something that I can give up."
Zexion looked at me silently for a long moment. I squirmed under the weight of his gaze. Everything that he was looking for I'm sure he found right there printed on my face. My parents often called me an open book, that my emotions were right there printed on my face for them to see. Because of that I couldn't lie to them.
Cocking his head to the side he stared at me for another long moment before chuckling and asking his next question. "Why do you think that Mating with someone will take away your freedom?"
I humphed and turned my head staring at the wall. "You're just mocking me now. Get out." I growled.
"Demyx I'm being serious I'd like to know." When I didn't answer he stood up and walked over so that he standing in front of me. Still not answering him he walked over and sat down on the bed pulling me so that I was curled up against his chest. Squeaking I attempted to squirm away. Mother and Father were going to come back and assume the worst! That Zexion was courting me! Then they were going to want to know when we were going to Mate!
Sighing I turned my head so that I wasn't completely lying against the periwinkled haired Vampire. His arms silently wound around my waist and his chin was on the top of my head. He was cooling my flushed skin and I tried not to let him hear how rapidly my heart was beating.
He smelled nice like musty old books and antiseptics from the hospital he worked in. I was going to ask him if he read in his spare time when I remembered that I still owed him an answer to the question he asked me. Closing my eyes I let out a small breath before finally talking.
"When I Mate I'll have to stick around and give them my blood. They'll control where I can and can't go my Mother got lucky..."
"Wait, wait a second! You really think that you won't have any control over your life? Demyx the act of taking blood from one's Mate is... its... Father described it to me as something very sacred. You don't take anyone else's blood but your Mates! I don't know about any other Vampire's you've met but even before I was Turned I was taught that you love and respect your Mate. I'm not asking you to Mate with me this instant but I want you to give me a try. Lets see where this goes. I want to get to know you better." He whispered nuzzling my neck.
Jumping up I made my way off the bed and held the chair up when Zexion even tried to get close. "No! Get away from me! Don't even touch me!" I had never been afraid for anyone to touch me but not even Reno had touched me in such an intimate way. Sure we had held hands but he had never nuzzled my neck or pulled me up against his chest with his arms wrapped snuggly around my waist.
The warmth that had spread through my entire body was slowly retreating only leaving me with a tingle around my waist from cool hands. We stood there in the silence for about five minutes Zexion's hands raised as if he were trying to show me he meant no harm. The room felt like it was closing in and the air was turning stifling as I tried to gather in as much air as I could.
Sensing my unease he took a large step back until he was sitting on my bed legs crossed. I took a step back until I could feel the frame of the door behind my hands. Taking another step back I watched as impossible blues eyes stared back at me.
"You know if you want me to leave I can." Zexion responded.
"Mother says I'm not supposed to kick guests out... or in this case escorts or whatever you are to me..." I whispered biting my lower lip.
Zexion smiled and laughed, "How many people have you kicked out of your house before?"
I shrugged and scuffed my feet against the wooden floor. "Father put me in charge as man of the house when I was little. Sometimes he had to go to Paris because someone got sick and I was in charge of making sure Mother was doing ok. If I didn't like someone I screamed and hit them until they left."
Chuckling Zexion made a move to get off the bed. I took a step back which had me in the small living room. "It's ok I won't touch you." I made my way to the small kitchen where I waited until Zexion was safely out of my room and sitting on one of the small chairs. I knew I should probably get dinner started for when Mother got home. If she was busy trying to get Father not to murder Reno then she had a rough road ahead of her.
Father was extremely protective of Mother and I. Looking over I saw that Zexion was still watching me his eyes trained on my every move. Turning away I tried not to concentrate on his presence as I made my way around the house, looting the cupboards for the giant cooper pot that we had. Once I had located it I took one of the smaller baskets we kept at the door outside to the garden we kept out back.
I should have known that no matter where I went Zexion was sure to follow. This lasted for about a week, he only left to go to work with Father but then he was back home and searching for me. I hadn't seen Reno since Father had gotten back later that night well after supper was made. It wasn't like that I was looking for him either but at the same time, it would have been nice to see him again.
As it was turning out I was starting to really enjoy Zexion coming home to me every night. I never invited him to sleep in the bed with me but he sometimes would curl up on the floor beside my bed and sleep. It was only because we would be talking until the early morning rays crept up behind the open curtains. Zexion insisted on us curling up together on the window seat, that I had Father build me when I was smaller, so we could stargaze together.
It wasn't long before a full month had passed. Reno started visiting after about the second week but only when Zexion wasn't around. Everytime Zexion showed up Reno would growl something and slink off like a beaten puppy.
I welcomed Zexion's presence more than he knew. We were in my room sitting on the bed together chatting when he brought it up. "Lets go to Paris you and I. I've met your parents I want you to meet my father."
I spluttered at the idea until I realized that Sasha was there. After talking to Mother she said that Sasha had been one of her dearest friends. Plus Mother had always promised to take me to Paris but she had been so sickly lately that I hated to bother her with it. She was always telling me of the stalls that they had set up with scarves and jewelry.
My heart was beating against my rib cage but I tried to tell myself that it was because I was finally going to Paris. Smiling I nodded and reached a hand out to Zexion who took it in his before pressing his lips against my hand.
"You're beautiful when you blush." He whispered reaching over to brush away a piece of hair that had gotten in front of my eyes.
Giggling I allowed him to draw me close and bring me into the circle of his arms. Lying against his chest I hummed as his fingers found their way into my hair. When Mother came in to tell us that the sun was about to rise I was still lying in Zexion's arms as he ran skilled fingers through my hair.
She smiled and I forgot to ask her about the trip to Paris. But that was ok it could wait.
I woke up early the next morning because I heard Mother bustling around in the kitchen. I hadn't realized that Zexion had fallen asleep beside me. It sent a little thrill through my body and my heart was starting back into overdrive.
Slowly I made my way out of the bed. Zexion was lying on his side his periwinkled hair spilled around the pillow. Pale skin was stark against the black covers and I couldn't stop myself from trailing my fingers over his face. His eyes fluttered but never opened fully before sleep took over his body again.
I didn't want to tear myself away from him but after another crash sounded in the kitchen I scurried off. I made sure that I was freshly dressed before leaving even taking care to put my boots on. Mother was covered in flour and the giant copper pot that we used to cook stew was currently rolling around the floor.
When she laughed she looked so young like she was a teenager. Sweeping her skirts up she hurried over and grabbed the pot before it could clatter loudly to the floor.
"Why are you up so early Demy?" Mother asked as she set the pot back in the cupboard.
"Heard you, came to see if you needed any help." I responded. Nodding Mother packed my arms full and I bustled off around the house to gather the things she needed. While we were quietly working I thought of a way to broach the subject of Paris. I didn't want everyone to think that Zexion and I were going to Mate... or that he was courting me. I shuddered at the thought even though I knew technically he was.
Once I was satisfied I waited until we were seated and eating before I talked. "So... Zexion wants to take me to Paris..."
"No."
"He wants me to meet his... wait what?" No one had ever told me no before! My parents had always let me do as I please so the fact that she was telling me no was confusing.
"I said no. Demyx now isn't the time to be going gallivanting off to Paris. Just trust me on this. Please." I couldn't hear past the part of her telling me I was gallivanting off. I shook my head in disbelief trying to make a point.
"You said that we were going to go one day. Then lets go, is it because Zexion wants to take me?" I cried slamming my hands on the table and standing up.
Mother didn't even flinch or bat an eye. "Demyx I'm asking you to trust me on this. You can't go to Paris right now its not safe! Demyx where are you going? Demyx!" Mother cried as I ran outside. Night wouldn't be here for another three to four hours. That was enough time for me to get a good head start.
I was a free spirit no one ever told me no. The last time my parents told me no I ran off to a neighboring village with Reno for two weeks. They never told me no again. Our neighbors had a stable full of horses and would often let me ride them. I rushed over to the neighbors and headed straight for Nightmare's stall. Nightmare was a rich black horse whose temper was foul.
She really only liked me so I knew she would allow me to ride her. I didn't have time to grab her harness so I led her out and hurriedly climbed on her back. I had only ever ridden bareback twice. Grabbing her mane I gently nudged my heel into her backside.
I was going to Paris and no one could stop me.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this 1st part dear the next one will hopefully be up soon. I'm going to go start working on it now! So anyway review and let me know what you guys think!
xoxo Royal