"Confiscated." A harsh, steely voice says as long, slim, bony fingers wrap around a deep blue cell phone, prying it from a brunette boys' hand.
"W-what? Y-you can't do that..." Whimpers Demyx, looking up at the looming figure of Mr. Frost, tears forming in his large, emerald eyes.
"Mr. L'eau. If you want this back-" says Mr. Frost, his face showing no emotion as he holds up the deep blue cell phone "-Then see me in my office." The chilly academic turns on his heels and walks down the winding corridors swiftly, a cold atmosphere left hanging in the air in his wake.
"W-what the hell just happened?" Demyx wonders as he turns and looks at his best friend, Axel, with a confused look plastered on his usually innocent features. The redhead snickers slightly, his lips turning upwards into a smirk.
"Vexen just confiscated your phone... Got it memorized?"
"...My parents are gonna kill me!" Demyx exclaims, burying his head in his hands as he hastily blinks back tears. Axel pats him on the back gently, not knowing what to do without invading the younger boys' space.
"Cheer up, Dem. All you gotta do is go see old man frosty and get it back." The brunette looks up at the flurry, a comforting smile playing on the pyros' face.
"O-okay... Can you come with me?" Demyx asks, looking up at the redhead, non-existent emotions swirling in his wide, aquamarine eyes.
"Sorry little buddy, no can do. I promised Marluxia I'd go help him burn his— I mean, garden." The older boy smirks with a glint of mischievousness in his emerald eyes, clambering onto his feet in record time.
"Okay..." Demyx says as he too clumsily climbs to his feet, taking a moment to regain his balance.
"I guess I'll talk to you later, yeah?"
"Yeah... I guess..."
Demyx sighs as he starts walking down the twisting, winding corridors of Twilight High. He turns left, right, right, left, left, navigating his way carefully down the winding corridors that seem to spiral down, down, down into oblivion itself.
The boy sighs as he finally approaches a door with the nameplate 'Mr. Frost' on the front, the pale blue door glimmering in the yellowish artificial lighting.
"Well… Here goes nothing..." The boy sighs, opening the door just a crack as his nose peeks around the corner, quickly followed by a pair of glimmering aquamarine eyes, wide with curiosity.
"Hmph." The boy sighs and shuts the door again, anxiety flooding through his system.
"Breathe..." He mumbles to himself, trying to steady his rapid breathing.
"Hey, Demyx. Have you seen Marluxia?" Axel asks as he gently closes the maroon door behind himself, the sound of his voice startling Demyx, making him jump.
"Ah, N-No…" The brunette boy stammers, his fingers lingering on the mint-green door knob.
"God damnit… I'm gonna go check the gardens. Later." Axel waves as he walks away, his hair sticking out like bright red darts against the pure white corridors, making the walls seem plainer than ordinarily.
Demyx sighs as he watches his friend walk away before finally gathering enough courage to open the door before him, closing it and striding confidently over to the desk in the corner, his ego not faltering as he looks down at the older man before him.
"Yes…?" The man asks, his eyes not lifting from the paperwork being filled out, already seeming to know whom it was that was standing before him.
"U-uuum..." The brunette fidgets, the scientist already starting to get on his nerves. "C-can I have my phone back now? I came like you told me to..." He stammers, his eyes flickering between the floor and Mr. Frost, trying not to look at him for too long.
"No." Mr. Frost states bluntly, getting up and pinning Demyx against the wall in one swift yet strong movement, one that someone of his stature doesn't look capable of making.
The brunette boy gasps in surprise, his eyes widening a little. "W-what are you d-doing...?"
"You'll see" smirks the man before him, mischeviousness glinting in his peircing emerald eyes, a smirk playing on his lips.