A cappella:

Demyx lay staring up at the ceiling, listening to his The Agonist cd (Lullabies for the Dormant Mind, FTW). With satisfaction, he sang along with the Swan Lake a track, but in the lower register-not that he couldn't hit the high notes, but if he did, he'd be made fun of for ages, until he sang something so low and growl-like that the others couldn't deny his masculinity.

He was listening with such an intensity that he didn't hear the soft tapping on the door, nor the pop of the door slipping open, a slate-haired man peering curiously around it. Still humming soft notes in the base of his throat, Demyx turned on his side to curl up and jumped a bit, but smiled, asking, "Whatcha need, Zexy?" The smaller of the two shook his head and smiled a bit himself, replying, "I just…heard you singing. I've never heard your voice so low before-you're always singing in the…tenor register, right?"

The blonde nodded, and continued softly, eyes closed, his faint smile bemused as he patted an empty place on the bed beside him. Hesitantly, Zexion sat beside him, listening for a moment in peace, creating their ritual, adding yet another habitual lull in their existence.

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Hi, guys! It's Mel! Is this short? Extraordinarily. But that's because-tada-I've finally posted my Dexion/Zemyx drabbles! *pushes the applause button on my handy dandy SFX remote* Nerd Angels and Llamas, this one is dedicated to you! I hope you like them. (^^,) If anyone has any cute drabble ideas, I love requests-just shoot me a PM or review. Just keep in mind that while, yes, the chapters ARE being named for musical terms, most of the time, they have nothing to do with the title... This chapter is one of the acceptions!

Thank you for reading!

Be happy, be happy!

Mel