Life Starts Now

By: Donica McCoy

I do NOT own any Kingdom Hearts characters. The only person that is mine is Sylent Song.

WARNING: Minor drinking, profanity, PDA (lots of it), Father-Son affection?… May be other things- oh, yeah! If you don't know what a condom is, LEAVE.

It's kind of a song-fic, not really, but these songs remind me on how I used to and how I still do feel. Demyx is obviously a fan of music and can sing very well. Maybe he can wow someone and didn't even realize it!

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'So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather, and I'm doing me up with a black color liner, and I'm working' my strut but I know it don't matter, all we need in this world is some love.' Demyx was dancing and bouncing around in his new clothes. His black, chained shirt was so thin, it was almost transparent, and it didn't fall any farther than an inch past his bellybutton. His naval was pierced as well as his entire right ear (he was working on the left one). His black skinny jeans were his prized possession and it was his night to break them in. Paint drippings covered the top of his low-top Converses. Around his thin wrists were all sorts of pale and pastel (but mostly faded) cloth and rubber bracelets. Neck decor: a black spiked choker, as any goth or emo chick would wear. Demyx's beautiful, blue eyes were carefully and lined with a thin strip of pitch-black pencil eyeliner. His dirty blonde hair, which was dyed, was flopping wildly as he bounced around in his room. As he was getting ready for the second most exciting night of his life, he thought about what he would do after or if anything went wrong. What if the night was a total disaster? ... There's no way anything couldn't be fixed; he's seventeen! Everything would be perfect; he could feel it in his gut.

"You ready, Demyx?" Saix called from downstairs under the banister.

"Almost, just give me about three minutes."

"Hurry."

Demyx grabbed his old checkered bag from the closet on top of a cardboard box. Which was on top of another box, witch in turn, was sitting on a box resting on the floor. 'I'm really gonna miss this place...' The closet door was closed and its light was off, along with the bedroom light. His room was neat as it always was and he left the room. His next destination was the bathroom where he brushed his teeth. The song on his phone changed to 'Sorry You're Not A Winner' (by Enter Shikari). No matter where that boy went or where you saw him, he had white earphones blasting in his ears. 'Scratch card glory, waist low pleasure... Black eyes nose bleeds, don't look back now... My white abode, do you remember my white abode?' The music was so loud; it could be heard from a yard away. After rinsing and wiping off his mouth, he finally met his father downstairs.

"...Go ahead and get in the car..." He always thought (sorta pervertedly) before leaving the house.

Demyx only nodded and walked to their black SUV. The song changed to 'Tears Don't Fall' (by Bullet For My Valentine) As he went outside, his nerves tensed and goose bumps formed on his arms. He sang every word perfectly, on time, and effortlessly. "There's always something different going wrong. The path I walk's in the wrong direction. There's always someone fucking hanging on. Can anybody help me make things better? Your tears don't fall, they crash around me..." Demyx opened the car's skylight and looked at the darkening sky. He started to think about Axel and how he'd betrayed him for a young, innocent boy that had a luxury life. He was also very smart. Therefore, The redhead had no reason to steal the blonde's virginity. "The moments die. I hear no screaming. The visions left inside me are slowly fading-" He didn't allow his eyes to let the tears ruin the moment. He sat in the car only waiting about ten seconds.

-In Those Ten Seconds-

"Where are those goddamn condoms? ... Oh!" He took two out of his drawer and put them in a plastic snack bag, which was stuffed into his back pocket. He went outside and locked the front door behind him. Saix approached the truck quickly and sat in the driver's seat. Demyx stopped singing when his dad got in. He swung his arm around the back of Demyx's headrest on the seat and looked back (he always did that). Once that was done, and all mirrors were checked, he backed out the car and drove.

They were riding for nearly 45 minutes. They arrived at Hot Topic; Demyx's favorite place in the world.

"Ugh! Finally! *laugh* Thanks, Dad! I love this place!"

"You're welcome... I'll give you a half hour; until 10:00, alright?"

"Okay..." Demyx got out of the car but poked his head back in. "And you're staying in the car this time?'

"Yeah... *sigh* I don't feel like walking anymore than I do driving."

"Oh, okay. Bye, and thanks again, Dad." He kissed his father on the cheek and smiled at him before leaving him to ponder alone. 'Damn! $200 to spend on myself; this is unbelievable. I can make my life perfect with this...' (He'd gotten birthday money and decided to put it on a money card.) His lips moved on cue with the words to the loud song.

Fragment (consider revising) 'Uke... Ha. It's funny how I do think of him as sexy. He get's it from me.*laugh* Hm... Thinking of sexy...' Saix pulled out his old-school cell phone. As he entered his contact list, he pressed the up button once and selected his husband's number. The phone rang a couple of times, and then Xemnas picked up;

"Hello?"

"Hey," he said with a smile. "Umm... You know how I get bored and lonely real easy?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I only called you because Demyx is in Hot Topic."

"Oh, god; how long?"

"I gave him a half hour."

"Okay... Well, what'cha doin?"

"Waiting in the car, duh. I hope you're getting ready..."

"O-of course I am... I didn't forget we were going somewhere, tonight!" Xemnas tried to stay calm and decide on what he would do, estimating how much time he'd have before he was slapped across the head by Saix. Moreover, he didn't want that to happen.

"Yeah, right..." Saix got out of the car to stretch, deciding that he liked the thin, chilly air rather than warm comfort of the inside of the big car. "It's weird how I was born with blue hair-"

"And Demyx wasn't!" They continued to converse and laugh while the punky teenager was in the store.

-Demyx in Hot Topic-

Demyx snuck up behind his periwinkle-haired friend when he found him.

He was looking at some CDs and dropped one of the many of them when he felt a hand slip up his shirt. "Ah! Demyx! You know not to do that!" he said smiling.

"I know I'm not s'pose ta be doin' that." He returned the same smile; the one they shared for years. He spun Zexion's thin figure around to face him still holding the smile upon his face. Zexion hugged him and looked up at him with the cutest smile he'd ever known. "I see how you act around other people."

"Hehe... Demyx, what on earth are you talking about?"

"Like a stuck-up, bitchy nerd who worries too much on getting things done."

"I do not!" He kept smiling and couldn't stop. It was like Demyx had power over that one emotion of his.

Demyx moved the hair from his face, slowly coming in to kiss his lips.

The short but sweet kiss did so much more than buzz Zexion. His knees weakened, but forced himself to stand up straight. To Demyx, it barely meant one thing in particular: to show him how much he appreciated him in a romantic gesture rather than (basically) friendly. "Hehe..." Zexion ended up blushing and sweating like a bottle full of nervous gin.

Demyx let him go, asking him what new things they had that he liked.

"I don't know... Something else to wear?" he answered with a sideways face. Zexion was a simple guy. Most times he was serious, and he could be as rude as he was busy. He could be occasionally fun. Mainly, he was stubborn and meticulous.

"Oh, god, Zexion. My dad's waiting in the car and I've only got about-"

"Demyx! You know I'm not that bad in the store."

'Wonder how he is in bed...' Demyx laughed aloud leaving Zexion to ponder on why he did. "I have ten minutes. I'll go look around and I'll find you before I leave, okie dokie?"

"Pfft, haha!" Zexion laughed loudly and tried to say, "Those aren't words, but okay!" After laughing so much, he started to hum and sing one of his favorite songs and later others.

'Whatever- Oh, these look nice...' He was pulled over towards an entire rack full if nice looking band and designer pins and buttons. They were (fortunately; near the holidays) on sale for 99 cents each. "Oh, great one for each..." he said lowly. Sometimes he could sound a little like a rapist... Oyo "A for... AFI, B... for Black Veil Brides, C for Chris (Daughtry), D for Disssstuuurrbed... (Disturbed), E for Evanescence and F for The Fall... of Troy. K- Ew, I hate Korn! Katy's (Perry) fine..." He's already had a handful and decided to take 'only three more' (as he says). The three he had chosen were the album covers of 'Life Starts Now' by Three Days Grace, 'Meteora' by Linkin Park, and the symbol for Linkin Park. Next were CDs. There were 'only 4' that he just 'absolutely needed'. 3DG: Life Starts Now and Three Days Grace. LP: Meteora and Hybrid Theory. Deciding that his hands were almost aching from their contents, he began to browse. On the other side of the store was the opening that leads to the rest of the mall. "Zexion, come here..." he said quietly.

"Yes... What it is?" Zexion just stared at the sign with Demyx.

The bunny with the bowtie was gleaming above two giant, glass double doors. He finally made out the small white letters beneath it. "Playboy..." he whispered.

"What? Demyx, are you there?" Zexion was confused on why he even called him over.

He quickly turned his head towards Zexion with his mouth wide open. "Um, never mind. I'm gonna go check out now."

"Okay. I'll text you later, I guess."

"Okay, bye." He parted from the shorter Nobody and took a trip to the cash register. Demyx laid his items on the check-out counter. "Hold on. I have... One more thing..." He picked up a baby blue Monster Hoodie and returned to the check-out desk.

"Dude, you are sick!" The cashier behind the desk rung up all of the items, and set them neatly in a black, plastic bag. "Hey, what's wrong? You look stressed..."

"Nothing, I just saw the Playboy sign and I hate seeing it because" Demyx handed the guy behind the counter his money card and leaned on the counter-top.

"What? You saw the Playboy sign? HAHAHAHA!" Sylent began to laugh into hysteria and onto the floor.

Demyx sighed in annoyance and asked, "Are you done yet? My dad's waiting in the car..."

Sylent dramatically slammed the card on the counter and pulled himself up. His eyes were red and teary from the excitement he'd caused. "I'm sorry, so sorry! It's just a thought I get when I sense anything about Playboy!" He scanned Demyx's card and gave it back. "You have a discount card? I have a feeling you might be coming back here."

"No, but how do I get one?"

"Follow the directions on this card." He said with a fake smile. The boys arm was extended into Demyx's face and within his hands was a business looking card.

"I hate business..." Demyx took his bag and the card and said 'Bye.' with a wave.

"Goodbye and thank you for shopping at..." He took a deep breath and yelled, "HOT TOPIIIC!"

Zexion quickly turned around with a red looking blush covering his whole face. "What the hell?"

"Haha, I scared you!"

"Damn, you killed it, man!" He stopped at the door to announce his few remaining words. "Oh, drop me a line sometime, okay?"

Sylent was quite confused on what Demyx was trying to do. "But I don't have your number..."

"Oh! Sorry, you might need this!" The tall blonde laughed and tossed Sylent his Blackberry Curve (lOlZ, Pretty rad for someone who works at a misc. store, right? :p) from about three yards away.

"You better be lucky I caught it! Wait, how the hell did you get it in the first place? It was in my back pocket!"

Demyx mimicked his new friend and yelled "'Cause I'm slick like that!"

"Damn! You fye, bro!"

"I know." All three said their goodbyes a second time as Demyx left the store. "Ha, they are so crazy."

-Outside-

"So are you un-lonely yet?" Xemnas asked tiredly. He had felt that they had been talking for hours.

"No! More importantly it's only been seven goddamn minutes… Is Luxord messing with you or something? You know how he likes to sneak around places and all up in peoples' windows-"

"Man, Saix! Why are you talking so much? What is wrong with you?"

"I don't know... Maybe It's cause I haven't eaten all day... Can we go out to eat? Ooh-OOH! CiCi's Pizza! Can we still go there, please, Xemmy?"

"No, no! No... I feel like doing something different tonight... Do you like... let Demyx go with guys and stuff?... Do you let him roll like that?"

"Well, yeah... What are you pulling at? You better not be thinking about trying-"

"No! I visited Xigbar a couple of days ago and it seems he's got a lot in common with your kid."

"Really? Like what?"

"You're worrying about the wrong thing. The point is you need to let the kid grow up! He'll be an adult next year and even I know he's ready to go to college. He's a very bright and handsome young man."

"Haha, hey! Watch it!"

"Alright, now... We're going to the bar. Set your rules."

"Okay... From now on, he can do anything except meth, crack, marijuana, any other kind of killer drugs, smoke cigars, or have children."

"And you also allow basic smoking, drinking, and profanity?"

"None of the bad ones or mine, hehe... No severe drinking or hangovers, and yes, as long as he doesn't cuss me out. I doubt that, though; He knows better."

"Alright. I'll call Xigbar. You know that 'Mesacin' restaurant on Elm St.?"

"'Mesacin'? Really?"

"It's a good place to, um... Have a good time..."

"You know how to say 'Mexican'!... You do, don't you?"

"Yes, I can say... Mescisan... What do you think I am, stupid? Meet me in Athens in, uh... ten minutes, Okay?"

"Fine, but the only reason I say you're not stupid is because you own mee..."

"And It's going to stay like that." They could feel each other's smiles on either side of the phone.

They said their goodbyes and hung up their phones. Saix looked up at the navy blue sky and thought about which restaurant Xemnas was talking about. As he thought about it, the only Mexican restaurant in Athens was Los Charos. Seeing that he could not make any other decision besides that and CiCi's Pizza, he went back inside the car at the same time Demyx did. The hyper teen was still laughing from the incident at the front door of Hot Topic. As soon as seatbelts were fastened, Saix drove out of the parking lot.

Demyx's feet were rested above the glove compartment; he was slouching, which his father had always told him not to do as a child. He had always loved going down the streets with hundreds of thousands of lights. "Hey, dad. Do you see any lights!" His sentence was not posed as a question. Demyx, being silly as usual, had his hands over his eyes, pretending he couldn't see.

"Demyx please act your age..." He started to sense a headache coming from the past five minutes of non-stop talki- No, blabbering. That's something Saix tried to get Demyx out of doing.

"But, Dad..." the teen pouted.

"No! Listen! If you keep changing and playing around like this, I'll turn into a nervous wreck! And I might just loose your trust."

"Dad, I'm trying... But, It's just a part of me-"

"I don't even know who you are under all that makeup! Your ears will fall off if you get another piercing. And chill with the hair dye...I have some new rules..."

"Oh, no- Am I gonna hate 'em?" he asked sadly.

"Xemnas verified my regulations and declared them valid."

"Thank, god! What are they?"

"A couple of things you can't do..."

"Maaaann..."

"Listen, okay? None of the following: Marijuana, meth, crack, cigars, illegal drugs, and definitely no children."

"...Go on." He was curious as to know what else there was to this decent bargain.

"You may drink, but only alcohol; NOTHING ELSE. Not too much, okay? If you want something different, just ask me for it. Don't go through mine, either!"

"Alright, I can reason with that..."

"You can smoke, outside only. Preferably in the back of the house. No, you can't have any of my money. *sigh* As I know you already do, you can curse. You can around me, but don't over do it, and never, ever, cuss me out."

"I won't, Dad; I know better..."

Saix took a deep breath to prepare himself for Demyx's reaction towards the last rule. "Curfew is 8:30," he said quickly.

Demyx's eyes widened in a heartbeat and yelled, "What? Really 8:30? You always make me feel like a fucking ten year old!" he screamed accidentally. He turned his head to the side covering his face. 'Oh, my fucking god. I hate this bastard! I hate going to bed early and I can't wait to move out. What is the point of all that if I have to be home and in the bed at such an early time? I'm jealous of everyone I know... I guess I'll stay at home all day, sulking... No, not really. But... How could he do that? … How could I do that? … I didn't mean to go off like that-' "Dad, I'm soo sorry..." Since there was no reply, he changed the song and repeated it to 'By Myself' by Linkin Park. Every song on his phone related to something that has happened in his life. Without another word, he sat with a bright red blush and frown on his face.

His father stayed silent.

Six complete pages… Not bad… Okay! So this was really hard, and I have been working on it for a very long time. It's based on the time my mom and I went to this place with her friend. I was with her, but she really likes him, so she went and I saw a bunch of beer signs everywhere. Before we got there, she was telling me how I was starting to act like my... *sigh* 'little white' friends. She said I needed to find a new group of friends. I never did, but we moved, so I can't see my best friend or my ex best friend. I write to heal!

Demyx: Am I going to have to live in misery for the rest of my life?

Me: No! Of course not! …Just until you move you move out.

Saix: …

R&R please… Demyx just might be able to have a miracle come to him. :3