Just something I wanted to get out of my head. It's about food. –smile and twirls-
Demyx smiled; he liked food. He liked Luxord. He liked Luxord making him food. Why? The Gambler of Fate could cook up a storm. It was remarkable. The gambling Nobody let out a growl near the stove as he flipped some ingredients in a frying pan. He continued cooking none the less. He stopped his growling as he glanced behind him at a love-struck Demyx. He felt his face flush and he resumed cooking.
Demyx sighed. It was unbelievable. A plate of food was thrust before him, radiating with an assortment of pleasant aromas. Demyx inhaled and heaved another sigh. Luxord simply took off the mitten he had been wearing and slammed it angrily against the counter. As Demyx began thanking Luxord the man grumbled something. The Melodious Nocturne laughed at this and began eating. It was as tasty as ever; he couldn't help but smile. Sure he liked food… but nothing could beat his love for a certain blonde Nobody.
Hmm, so short... but I like it! Please review?