Hello everyone! It been years since I uploaded a story but I have new inspiration. So I present to you a Zemyx story cherubs start playing celebration trumpets. Hope you all like it. I can't promise anything but I will try and update regularily.
I present now, the first chapter
The morning sun seeped through the blinds, flickering into the bedroom. Demyx opened his eyes slowly as the light invaded his dreams.
Summer day and I'm in school, he thought. He hated how the sun mocked him during the months of June and July. To the world it was the first signs of summer, but to him it was mockery that he had to stay cooped up inside to be educated without any sign of air conditioning aiding him through the heat. How he longed for the summer sun to soak into his skin, but alas there was no time for that when school stood in Demyx's way. He would have to wait three more weeks for the summer to really become official in his books.
It wasn't all that bad, not as if he couldn't catch up on the sun at the weekends. It just wasn't the same as the thought of school on Monday always loomed ahead. Summer meant no worries; weekends were merely a time to escape for two days.
"Three more weeks," mumbled Demyx, rolling onto his side and rubbing his eyes.
A shower elsewhere in the house stopped running. The cease of water was followed by a voice calling, "Dem, you awake?"
"Yea," muttered Demyx. Sleep was still hovering over him, causing a slight lack in response.
He shifted to one side of the bed, flopping onto the floor as he moved too far over. He ignored the bruising pain going through his knees and crawled over to his looming wardrobe by the end of his bed. He stood up wearily, opening the door.
Demyx wasn't a school morning person. Any other day without school and he'd be bouncing off the walls, but school somehow managed to bring a new persona to the morning Demyx. He felt he was losing out on precious sleep even though he was going to the effort of going to bed earlier the nights before school. He might get into bed early each night; however he never managed to fall asleep until much later on, past midnight or so. It was as if the desperado of gaining extra sleep caused him to lose even more sleep than usual.
Down the corridor outside of Demyx's room a door opened, followed by the sound of feet approaching. Demyx's door was flung open to reveal a red-haired boy in a rather lopsided school uniform consisting of shirt and trousers. As the summer had come it was a novelty to not wear ties, but it didn't solve the problem of uniforms being uncomfortable. It just meant one less item to worry about putting on.
The red-haired boy had tried to solve the uncomfortable uniform problem by wearing a casual white shirt and black trousers, rather than the ones sold by the school. It was likely the casual uniform was less expensive than the school's style as well as having the benefit of not being 'dry-clean only.' Alas, school uniform, like school, will always find some way of being annoying and uncomfortable, no matter how hard you try to stop it.
"Axel, I dunno how you can hardly sleep during the week yet act so lively first thing in the morning," Demyx grumbled to the boy.
"Ah, the joys of insomnia," joked Axel. "Only kidding, I just don't try as hard as you do to shake myself into the school world." He started to play with some excess wet streaks of hair he had taken less attention to dry after his shower.
"On the other hand, if I didn't try, I'd still be in bed, daydreaming," Demyx retorted, fishing a shirt from the wardrobe.
The red head made his way over the mattress he had used to sleep on and across the room to assist. He slung an arm around Demyx, and said in a comforting manner, "You'll be bouncy once we get some breakfast in you."
"Hey, Axel?" Demyx asked, grabbing some black trousers.
"Yea?" Axel responded.
"You're a great friend, you know that?"
Axel blew a raspberry. "Um.. to be a friend, don't you have to be nice?"
Demyx shut the wardrobe, his slightly longer strands at the back of his head blowing by his neck. He released himself from Axel and took his clothes outside the room. Before exiting completely, he turned back.
"I would have gone into some sort of speech about how you've helped me out and stuff, but since you already know how great a friend you are, I'll save my breath," Demyx said, sarcastically.
"Not a good morning, eh, Dem?" Axel asked.
"The air tastes funny, like something's gonna happen."
Axel laughed, massaging his forehead. "You and your funny feelings. Usually it's only the water that tastes funny. Moved onto air now as well?"
"No, but maybe this means something big is about to happen today?" Demyx suggested.
"What? Something bigger that the last time the water tasted funny and your guitar string broke? You know that was just coincidence?" Axel had to refrain from laughing.
"I guess so," Demyx replied. "Well, I'd better get ready for school now or we'll be late."
"Hold on a sec, Dem."
Demyx stood, slightly impatient.
"Can I stay over tonight?" Axel asked, faking a puppy-dog face.
Demyx smiled. "You stay over practically every night."
"I know," Axel mumbled, looking at his feet, "It's just, I was wondering if I could bring someone over."
Demyx pointed. "Ha! That's something big happening today! Axel bringing a guest over to Demyx's!!"
He skipped out of the room, his grouchy school morning persona dissolved away. Axel continued to look at the floor, and smirked.
So that's the first chapter. Nothing exciting yet, just kinda an introduction to Demyx and Axel. Zexion should appear in the next chapter though, so watch out!