Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except the idiotic sealife that happen to appear in this story. x3 (Gets sued anyway.)
Thee story is based on Disney's 'The Little Mermaid'. Therfore, I cannot take full credit for it all. I'm doing this from memory though, so I'm not doing it absolute word-perfect. This might have been done before, but I haven't seen it. So there. xP Now let's get started with the kawaiiness! :D
"Where on Earth is Demyx?" King Xemnas questioned angrily, golden tail cutting the water with furious jerking movements. "That little fool is going to miss the concert!"
Roxas flinched in reply. Father was so harsh when it came to his older brother.
"Maybe he's just nervous about the show?" Namine suggested quietly. "And he's busy practising in his room?"
Xemnas shot his youngest daughter a scathing look, but all the same he turned to Dawn (A silver fish that had proved to be one of his most faithful assistants) and hissed, "Go check his room."
"Right away, sir!" Dawn exclaimed, and sped off obediently.
"He had better be on time," the king continued, yellow eyes flashing with irritation. "Otherwise he'll have utter hell to pay." And with that, he left his two children so that he could go sulk in his quarters.
Namine widened her eyes at her brother, concern gleaming almost painfully obvious in her expression. "He will come back, won't he?"
"Of course he's coming back!" Roxas retorted, voice thick. "He's just gone for a swim, like the absolute idiot he is, and he's probably got himself lost. Dad's gonna kill him if he doesn't get back though…"
Namine yelped.
"Not literally!"
Demyx squinted down into the depths of the unusually murky water. It was too dirty to be able to actually see anything… he sighed with utter disappointment. Previously that day he had heard two other mermaids gossip about the sunken ship they had spotted a few days ago, and so, forgetting any prior commitments he had made in his excitement, Demyx had swam off instantly to see for himself.
He waved an arm furiously, trying to shift some of the dirt and dust from his line of vision, but to no avail. If he wanted to see what was down there, he would actually have to dive straight down and give it a thorough inspection. Normally he'd have no problem with having a little look-around, but… these were unfamiliar waters, and it was really filthy around here, and there might be ghosts. Not to mention, he had to get to the concert.
"Oh damn! The concert!" Demyx smacked his forehead in realisation. "I totally spaced! Oh, dad's gonna kill me…"
He was about to turn tail and swim at full-speed back to the palace, when (of course) a flash of silver from the depths below caught his eye. He stopped dead, caught in a moral dilemma. On one hand, he could go back to the palace, arrive on time and not get killed. On the other, he could go and pick up whatever that shiny object happened to be and then swim like hell, and maybe, just maybe, arrive late. If he didn't get it now, he might never be able to find it again. That was all the rationalisation he needed, and so he dived straight down into the muddy unknown, the dirt pricking his delicate green eyes, foreign aggressive seaweed wrapping tight around his arms and tail. It was against his nature to fearlessly brave such terrible waters, as Demyx was someone who preferred not to engage in anything unnecessarily unpleasant if he could help it. He could help it. But when it came to anything remotely connected to the human world, a driving obsession that lurked deep inside of him sprung forth, holding reign over his entire body, blocking out all those negative thoughts about the danger or trouble he was getting himself into.
Demyx was close now, the silver whatever-it-was only a half-metre from his face. His eyes glittered excitedly as he tail kicked just that little bit further, his hand already outstretched to claim his prize…
There was an almost deafening crack as millions and billions of teeth mashed together just mere nanometres from the mermaid's confident hand. The shark was stationary for a moment, contemplating why it couldn't taste its late afternoon snack. By the time it had dawned on it that it might have missed its target, Demyx should have covered quite a distance between them. Emphasis on the word SHOULD. At this particular moment in time, the mermaid had been in such a state of pure shock that all he could bring himself to do was to gawp at the massive fish in utter horror.
He probably would have stayed that way for a while, perhaps stuck in the shark's stomach, staring into space (after the beast had swallowed him whole), had it not been for a responsible, older brother of Demyx's to materialise behind the shark and grab its tail. Distracted, the fish turned around, only to be knocked into a daze by a second brother (who had had a lot of experience at fighting dangerous beasts, if the scar on his face was any explanation) punched it incredibly hard on the nose.
"Come on Demyx," Cloud yelled desperately, grabbing his younger brother's arm. The musician instinctively yanked the silver object from the tangle of seaweed as he was pulled away from the murky, unfamiliar waters, Seifer close behind.
Once a sufficient amount of space had been covered and the eldest brother was convinced they were free of any spontaneous shark-attacks, the three grinded to a halt.
"What the fck were you thinking?" Seifer exploded, smacking the back of Demyx's head with his hand, causing the youngest brother to moan in pain. "You could have got fcking killed!" Cloud didn't say anything, but the frown of deep disappointment was even more agonising than Seifer's verbal and physical abuse put together.
"I'm… I'm sorry…" Demyx said quietly, dipping his head in remorse.
"Demyx," Cloud grabbed at his shoulders, eyes boring into his fiercely. "You can't just go swimming off all by yourself, ESPECIALLY to uncharted waters where Poseidon knows what things are lurking there. And how could you just swim off when there's a concert planned for today? You know fine well that father will absolutely kill you if don't turn up on time!"
Seifer rolled his eyes, "Speaking of which, we're gonna be late if we don't get a move on."
"Fine," Cloud removed his hands from the youngest shoulders and sighed. "Don't think you're getting away with this, Demyx. The concert is too important right now though… so we'd better get going."
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