Title: Organization XIII's Playlist
Disclaimer: After examining the manuals for my Kingdom Hearts games for 4 hours straight, I have come to the conclusion that I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Damn.
Rating: Probably T, I think
Song: "Still Standing" by The Rasmus
Pairing: Zemyx (side of Akuroku)
Warnings: Character death, deep depression for a usually up-beat character
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For once, everything was quiet with Organization XIII. Being nobodies, someone was usually causing a mess somewhere in the castle, but nothing like that happened. Vexen was in his lab; Marluxia and Xigbar had gotten roped into being his test subjects for a replica device. Axel and Roxas were who knows where doing who knows what while Saix and Xemnas were having a private meeting. Lexaeus and Luxord were off on a mission while Xaldin and Larxene were in the middle of a heated discussion.
In a gray door marked with a small plate bearing the number 'IX', the quiet sitar player sat on his bed staring into nothing. His beloved sitar sat propped up in a corner, a thin layer of dust covering it. A small piece of paper was taped above it bearing the words, 'I'm sorry, Zexion.'
Demyx took one look at the instrument and immediately turned his gaze away to stare at the wall again. He hadn't touched it for a month. Not since Zexion left for a mission. Left…and never came back. A stray tear worked its way out of Demyx's eye, sliding down his cheek and dripping off his chin, landing on the bed.
Why am I doing this? he thought, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing up. It's been a month. Why am I still doing this? Demyx looked out the window at Kingdom Hearts from its place in the sky and his fake heart dropped once again. Because I loved him. He didn't care if he didn't have a heart, didn't care if he wasn't supposed to feel. He loved Zexion and now he was gone. He could never get him back.
He'd been through worse then this before, why was he so stuck on this? Demyx had been tossed around in battles, hell, been tossed around by Xemnas when he pissed him off enough. Crawling to get places because his legs were too messed up to walk was a normal occurrence for him after missions involving Sora and Riku.
He would've preferred to crawl his whole life if it meant he could get Zexion back. The schemer had been sent on a recon mission and Demyx was supposed to go with him, but he had gotten sick and couldn't, so the lilac-haired man went alone. He had met up with Sora and been destroyed by the power of the Keyblade. Demyx blamed himself for his death. He should've gone with him. Then, if Zexion died, at least Demyx would've died with him and not be left alone.
Demyx tore his gaze away from Kingdom Hearts above him and looked around his room again. He knew Zexion wouldn't want him sulking around like he had for the past month. The blonde musician's gaze switched between his sitar and Kingdom Hearts, finally stopping on the instrument.
Demyx reached out for the sitar, drawing his hand back when it was a few inches away. He closed his eyes, Zexion's face appearing in his mind's eye. The lilac-haired man gave him a small comforting smile, slowly fading away.
Demyx opened his eyes again. He reached for his sitar, hand wrapping around the neck of the instrument. He sat on the edge of his bed again, his sitar sitting in his lap. He ran a tentative hand over the strings, a soft chord filling the room. Closing his eyes again, Demyx settled his hands over the neck and strings of the instrument, starting to play for the first time in a month.
Axel and Roxas looked up as the soft music floated into the room they were lounging in, the music eventually filling the whole castle as it usually did when Demyx played.
"He's actually playing," Roxas said, smiling over at the red-haired man he was leaning on.
"As much as I hate to admit it," Axel muttered, moving a hand to comb through Roxas's spiky hair, "I'm glad he's playing again. At least he won't be sulking around the castle anymore."
"You'd do the same thing if I died," Roxas said, closing his eyes.
Axel gave a small smile as he continued stroking the blonde's hair. "Damn right I would."
Demyx's hand slipped off the strings, stopping mid-song as notes started to float into his head. Smiling the first real smile he had given in a month, he reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his notepad and pen, starting to write down notes and lyrics.
"Zexion," he whispered as he started to play once again.
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Kay, I don't think I followed the lyrics for, like, half the song, but I think it turned out pretty good. I had the lyrics on my computer screen the whole time I was writing this, but once I started, I couldn't stop and I think I completely ignored the lyrics. *shrug* Hope ya like it! Review please and tell me if I should go on!!!