This is my first FanFiction, so please don't be so hard to me. If there are mistakes, please, tell me! I'm german and by writing these texts I also want to improve my skills!
Enjoy the text, the other chapters will be uploaded very soon.
Chapter 1:
"Fine, that's it for that meeting! The last thing I want to tell you: You all did great work in the last time, you were very good even if it was exhausting! So I thought it would be nice to reward you with a little present. Now go into your rooms and enjoy your free time tomorrow.", Xemnas ended the last meeting of the month. He was right, the last weeks were hard but they all reached the aims of the missions and even beyond.
Demyx was as pseudo-happy as he could be! Tomorrow he could sleep as long as he wanted to! He could do whatever he wanted to do! He made his way to his bedroom through a Corridor of Darkness and was kind of surprised as he saw the white laptop laying on the blanket on his bed.
"Looks nice...", the young blond whispered. His gloved fingers slid over the ivory-colored lacquer, sensing how expensive and high classed it was.
"So that...is the gift Xemnas spoke of?", he asked himself, pleasant anticipation and childlike ardor in his azure eyes. Quickly he started the laptop while watching everything the little bundle of microchips, cable infrastructure and mechanisms did. Every flash the little pilot lights did for proving they are okay, every peep and every buzz the laptop made was absorbed by Demyx' eyes and ears.
When the little portable computer was done, Demyx opened a window for the internet. He wanted to know so many things! Was his favorite band still popular? How was his home – planet? Lots of things like that were buzzing around in the tease haired head.
Three hours later he was still amused by writing things on that little toy Xemnas gave to him, but he couldn't come up with some new ideas for what he could ask the search engine. Then he came up with a rather stupid idea, like every twenty years old man with a brain like a third-grader: He looked up his own name.
Only a couple of clicks later, he sat there, starring eyes wide open on the screen of his new best friend. Then he jumped up and ran out of the room. Not knowing what to do he raced down the hall and into the superiors office. "S-s-s-superior...", Demyx cried. The silver-haired man gazed at the younger one, not really impressed by the behavior number IX simulated. "What is it now, Demyx?", he asked with his masterful, deep voice.
"Well...first of all, thank you, for the laptop!", the blond started. The older one nodded. "But...I just...it's not like I...Well, I was looking up my name...and there was that picture...", Demyx' voice became quieter. "What picture?", the dark voice replied again. "There was that picture...of me...and you...and Xiggy...and Axel...and Luxy...and we were all...completely...naked...and I was...sucking...your dicks..." The last words were nothing more than a whisper.
Amber eyes widened. "What...?" "I...can show you...if you...want me to...", Demyx said, still shocked.
