Author's Note: I really adore the pairing of DemRoku. So I've decided to do a little story about the two. There will be coffee, heartbreak, healing, and most importantly, DemRoku. :)
Picture this. A small blonde barista, holding a platter of espressos in one hand, and plate of a variety of muffins in another. He smiled brightly, the expression reaching the blue orbs that served as eyes. He frolicked over to a table of three, never once losing his balance. One with long blue hair and an x-shaped scar upon his face, another with gray locks and a menacing stare, the final man with dull blonde hair, that fell a bit past his shoulders. They stared at the boy who was delivering their order, their assorted colored eyes devouring his form. It was sickening how the shady blue ones undressed him, how the amber tinted orbs fantasized how to make the boy scream, and how murky green eyes sliced into that pale skin, savoring the cries of agony coming from its form.
"Demyx," A female voice broke in, momentarily shattering the undivided attention of a sandy haired male from the table and the boy. He shook his head, breaking the train of thoughts, and turned to her. She smiled and flipped her auburn hair over her shoulder. "Please mellow down your music. This is a coffee shop, not a rock concert." She quietly berated, then returned to behind the counter.
Funny, the male didn't even notice his plucking of the guitar strings had turned violent. A few patrons sighed in relief as he returned to a more 'pleasurable' pace and rhythm. He looked back to the table after a moment to see the boy was now gone from that point, but now standing to his left, a few mere inches from his face.
"Hey, don't let Boss Lady get you down. You're doing fine." Pale lips whispered, and Demyx felt his features grow into a small smile.
"Thanks," he dared a glance at the name tag. "Roxas." The sandy blonde beamed at putting a name to such an adorable face, his playing sped up as well, producing a super happy atmosphere. A few guests glared in the direction of the two.
"Shh," The small blonde murmured, in a tone barely audible. "She'll fire you." He warned. "Or worse, never have you back."
"Sorry," Demyx could feel the heat rise to his cheeks. "I got excited." He beamed. The small blonde rolled his eyes in response.
"You're so random." The boy grinned and then left Demyx to play for the customers, taking his position behind the counter.
So maybe he was overreacting to the three men from earlier. He couldn't picture anyone else with the blonde but himself. He played a continuous variety of mellow songs for the rest of his shift, content with having spoken to the boy who unknowingly stole his heart.
"Roxas." He spoke to himself as he pranced down the street. "That's an adorable name."
"The guy who was playing the guitar earlier, he was pretty good." The small blonde commented, his arms elbow deep in dish water, as he scrubbed the mugs and platters the customers of the day used. His companion was mixing the batters for the next day's muffins and croissants. She also whisked about some cookie mix, holding the bowl in one hand and the whisk in the other, she stirred the semi-solid until it was at a likeable consistency.
"Yeah, Demyx has been begging for me to let him play for a while now." She placed the bowl down and dropped the whisk upon the blonde's stack of dishes he still needed to wash. "I'm surprised you didn't recognize him," The auburn haired girl continued, grabbing the batter she just mixed and opening the refrigerator. She placed the mixture within before returning to the counter to fetch the others. "He comes here all the time." The girl finished stocking the fridge, and began cleaning up the workspace that was littered with flour, egg shells, fruits, and chocolate chips.
"Really?" Roxas turned around at this, a bit shocked at hearing her say so. "I guess I'm in my own world so much, I didn't notice." He returned to his cleaning, thrusting his hands into the lukewarm soapy liquid, retrieving the sponge in one hand and a plate in the other.
"Sora on the brain?" the girl giggled, amused at herself, as she wiped up the flour on her cutting board.
Roxas scoffed, "Sora, he's been so bipolar lately. And he's always hanging out with Riku." The blonde frowned as he continued washing the dishes, only a few left. "Riku this, Riku that. Why can't it be Roxas this, Roxas that."
"Roxas," the girl said as she grabbed a few paper towels and swept the berries and chocolate chips into the trash, "I know better than anyone that Sora always puts his friends first."
"Sorry, Kairi," Roxas finished up with the dishes, having placed them all on the drying rack, washed his hands, and then continued. "I just wish he was home more often, said he loved me at least a few times more, and acted like he was actually happy to see me." Roxas threw the paper towels used to dry his hands in the trash bin. His blue eyes showed sadness, "He doesn't even give me a signature Sora glomp anymore, but practically tackles Riku to the floor every time we see him when we are out."
Kairi ran her rag over the counter once more for good measure and then turned to Roxas. "Roxas, Sora loves you, but," She hesitated, "He just may not love you as a lover anymore." Kairi sighed, "Maybe just as a friend."
Roxas sighed, clenching his jaw together to attempt to hold back the wave of emotion wishing to escape him. "You really think so, Kairi?" He managed, his voice a bit shaky.
"I think you should talk to him." She threw her rag into a basket of other soiled clothes and turned to the door. He turned and smiled at him, tossing him the keys to the establishment. "How about you lock up for once tonight? But remember to be here bright and early at five to let me in." Kairi grinned, and saw the blonde allow himself a small smile, before leaving him to himself.
The small blonde locked up the small café, and left the establishment, still pondering what his auburn companion had said about Sora.
Author's Note: Well, there it is. Hope you readers out there enjoyed it. DemRoku FOREVER. Please, Please, super please review! I'll give you one of Kairi's cookies she's going to make. :D