Author's note:

Grrrrrr. I am not at all satisfied with this story. Then again, I rarely am. Anyway, this is my first fic. I don't really know what to write here... Please review!

"All right, now what was our mission again?" Demyx asked.

He leaned against the castle wall. Roxas paced back and forth with his keyblade in his hand. As far as Demyx was concerned , sending him to fight heartless was cruel. It required moving and actually having to fight. The only reason he he was here was because the heartless here happened to weak to water. The plus side was that he would be getting to spend this time with Roxas.

The blond was cute, their was no denying that. Most of his dreams seemed to revolve around Roxas. All he needed was the perfect moment to make his move.

"We are suppose to collect hearts." Roxas swung his keyblade around, pretending to slain an invisible heartless

Demyx nodded, "Right. Go get them Roxy!"

Roxas frowned at the sound of his nickname. The sitar player always insisted on calling him something over then his name. Sometimes it would be Shorty, other times it would something simple like XIII..

"Aren't you going to help?" Roxas turned back around to face Demyx

"I have to... guard the doors! Make sure no one comes in and finds us." Good one Demyx! That sounded believable.

He heard Roxas running off in the castle. Demyx allowed him self to relax and tried to fall asleep. It was hard with all the sounds of heartless being killed, but Demyx had trained for this. The walls in the castle weren't exactly sound proof.

"Demmmmmmyx,"

Demyx opened an eye. Roxas was standing before him panting. His hair was in more of a mess then it usually was. He looked cute.

"Yes, Chocobo Head?" Demyx taunted playfully.

"I'm not a chocobo!" Roxas whinnied.

Demyx chuckled. He liked to go missions with Roxas, even if it mean effort. Usually he could worm his way out of working though.

"Can you please help?" Roxas pleaded.

As much as Roxas hated having to look weak, he could use some help. The heartless were strong, and they would be weak to most of Demyx's attacks.

"Fine fine fine, in exchange for one thing. A kiss."

The keyblade user's face quickly went red. Demyx was surprised he even knew what a kiss was. Apparently he had lost his memories.

"Just one kiss?" Came a shy calm voice.

"Promise." Demyx said.

Roxas stood on the tips of his toes and kissed Demyx. The melodious Nocturne was taken back, he hadn't expected the other to be so hasty. His heart was racing. He had expected to feel something when he kissed Roxas, just not expected it to fell this good.

Sensing no further sign of protest, Demyx started to kiss Roxas's neck. Roxas let out a small gasp. Demyx used a hand to unzip the others dropped his keyblade on the floor. The soft noise brought Roxas back to his senses.

"Demyx, what about the heartless?" He managed to say.

"Do we have to?"

"Saix will kill us. Besides, we'll have time later."

Demyx smiled. That sounded good to him.
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"Roxas, your late."

He took his sit next to Axel. Xion was almost done with her ice cream. Roxas had his hood up to cover his face.

"What took you so long? Your mission didn't seem to be a hard one." Xion commented.

"I um, ran into an unexpected problem." Roxas thought it sounded believable.

"What kind of problem was it?" Xion leaned in closer.

"A good kind..." Roxas said quietly.

Xion yanked down his hood.

"Is that a hickey?"