ZexionDemyx (Zemyx?) as a request from a friend on DA. My first attempt at this pairing, so leave me alone.
Anyway. This is the first in a series of K-T rated Organization drabbles. Yes, there will be one for T+ to M. That's later, though. So, I'm open for requests, no matter if I like or dislike the pairing, or how random it it.
Enjoy. I think my comments are longer than the fic itself. xD
And everywhere Zexion goes, he's always alone. It's not to say he's physically alone; no, he's hardly ever alone in that sense. But, because he's quiet, he's left to his own thoughts. The whole Organization isn't caught up in the underground/aboveground plots involving the Keyblade Master, and it's with those members that Zexion finds himself.
More specifically, he is found. Such a happy person as Demyx can hardly leave someone who seems so sad alone. It's, to put it in a cliché tense, like waking up for the first time, for the blue-haired boy. It's then he realizes his own frailty, and he sees it reflected in Demyx. Two of a kind but polar opposites at the same time.
It was like looking in the mirror, seeing himself for the first time, but in someone else. It's the kind of thing those with hearts call "soul mates", but just nobody can make a promise like that.