MUWHAHAHA! YUSH! SaiDem! WHOOT! The most awesome crack pairing that ever existed! Since, like…EVER.

Yeah, this hurr was basically formed from me & Ash's RPing on Papou Academy. She was muh Saix, and I was the Demyx. And, just, one post made me really wanna write a fic about it. So, here it is.

I'm not expecting this to be really long, maybe 5 chapters. I'm pushing myself to write 5 chapters. Which means, there probably will not be more. Their might be - but it's a snowball's chance in Hell.

Also using this to experiment with different POVs. Will use 1st person of multiple people, 3rd person, a sort of RP style 3rd person, and maybe a type of 1st person from another person, like a narrator. Haven't quite decided yet. But, oh well.

Uh. Don't own KH, Saix, or DemDem. Sadly.
The only time I own DemDem is on Papou Academy, Next, and MSS.

ENJOY!

♥ if you're n o t the o n e. ♥
chapter one.

Life had never felt more - well - alive then right then.

If it were a movie, the scene would open like so. A shot of a dorm-type room, that was quite large - as it was a teacher's dorm - that showed bits and pieces of clothing strewn about. Then, starting at the base, it would slowly pan up the bed; showing the entangled legs of the two lovers, then up their bodies, and finally to their upper bodies. Then, it would be evident of the situation.

The two lovers were sprawled across the bed, their breathing loud and un-even, and their skin flushed from the act of sex. The man who had topped was now laying against the man underneath him, holding him like his life depended upon it. The other, a blonde, was smoothing his hand from the top of his lover's blue hair down to the small of his back, over and over. The moment, however perfect it seemed, could be easily ruined by the thoughts both of them were experiencing.

The blue-haired man was staring blankly at the wall across the room, his mind processing just how to tell the blonde that they couldn't be together. After all, it wasn't appropriate. A teacher and his student? That could get him fired and arrested. They couldn't risk it.

The blonde was staring at the ceiling, thinking over and over about how he couldn't love the man that was holding him. He was trying to convince himself that this wasn't the love he had always wanted, and trying to keep the tears inside at the thought of that.

Both had known that it would ultimately come to an end, that their relationship would never last past that night. However, when it all came down to it, it was horrible to even ponder it.

I love you, Demyx…I love you…

Don't make me leave…please…

Saix slowly pulled himself off of Demyx, sitting up on the edge of the bed. Demyx laid still, in the position that he had been a few moments earlier. His eyes drifted vaguely up to his left hand. The entire time they had been making love, Saix had never let go of his hand. Now, it felt empty and cold without the other man's hand against it. As did the rest of his body, which had melded so perfectly against the other man's. He blinked quickly, clearing his oceana eyes from any tears that may have been surfacing. He refused to cry in front of Saix.

Saix wanted, more than anything, to lay down beside Demyx and hold him, and never let him go. That's all he wanted. However, he knew better. His eyes drifted to the clock on his bedside table. It was almost midnight. The day was almost over. The time of their love was almost over. With a quiet sigh, Demyx sat up, running a hand through his mused hair. He refused to look at Saix as he stood from the bed, looking around for a moment to see where his clothes had ended up. He grabbed his underwear and tight jeans, and pulled them on. He stood there for a moment, looking for his shirt. As he did, his eyes gazed back at Saix, and his breath caught in his throat. Dammit. The man was as beautiful as ever. If not more. He took a deep breath, finally spotting his shirt, and pulled it on. Then, he leaned over to reach under the bed fro his slide-on sneakers. He slid them on. That was everything. He sighed quietly again, not wanting to leave, but not wanting to stay.

As Demyx slowly moved about to gather his things, Saix watched him sadly. He knew that this was going to be the hard part of the whole ordeal. But he never realized how hard it was going to be. This was…unbearable. As Demyx stood there, looking for his shirt, Saix noticed the bruise on Demyx's neck and smiled to himself. That was his mark. He had left it there for the reason of marking Demyx as his. The bruise was clearly noticeable against Demyx's alabaster skin, and would take a few days to heal. Long enough to remind Demyx, and himself, when he saw him in class each day, what had happened. And to show that Demyx belonged to someone. Perhaps not him, but someone.

"I guess I'll see you around." Demyx murmured quietly, walking over and pressing his lips against Saix's forehead. The bluenette gently moved up to grasp his chin, then pulled his face down for a tender kiss. It lasted only a moment, nothing like their previous passionate kisses, but it made both of them want to cry. It was a sort of goodbye kiss. Demyx smiled gently and cupped Saix's cheek. Only for a moment though. He couldn't for too long. Least he break down into sobs right then.

Saix wanted to hold him tightly when he felt his lips brush across his forehead. He couldn't take just that as their farewell. He wouldn't. He grabbed his chin and kissed him tenderly on the lips. It was the most loving and beautiful gesture he had shown the 17-year-old in the past few hours. And it was probably the last he would show him. The hand on his cheek felt amazing, and he leaned into the touch. Then, it was gone. And his world shattered into a billion little pieces.

"Yeah. You too." he chocked out, trying his best to contain all emotion. "You know where I am, if you ever need me."

"I'll remember that." Demyx replied as he began to walk away. He reached the door to the teacher's dorm, gently turned the knob, and peeked out. The halls were deserted. He took one last, brief glance at the man of his dreams. Then, he stepped out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. He leaned against it for a minute, eyes shut tight, and lip bit. He couldn't move yet. He needed a minute to regain enough composure to make it up to the 4th floor, where his dorm room was. Axel was, no doubt, sound asleep. He'd have to be quiet. With that, he shoved himself off the door and quietly, but quickly, headed to his dorm room.

Saix watched as Demyx opened the door, and every nerve in his body wanted to spring up and keep him from leaving. However, he kept himself where he was. That one last glance almost sent him over the edge. Then, the door closed with a click. And with that sound, Saix's resolve - along with, seemingly, his heart - exploded. He fell back on the bed, burying his face against the mattress, where remnants of Demyx's scent still lingered. He breathed the smell in deep, memorizing the smell in his mind, just as he had memorized everything else of the blonde. The memory was all he would have left, after all.

The great affair is over,
And whoever would've guessed,
That it would leave us all so vacant,
And so deeply unimpressed.

It's like a journey to the moon,
Or to that other star,
I guess you go for nothing,
If you want to go that far.

♥ le end ♥
chapter one

Whoot! Hope you liked it!

Song at the end was…dunno. Something by Leonard Cohen.

Everytime you don't review…tries to think of something witty…a Mary Sue rapes Axel.

Save poor Axel.

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