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The River Flows Through You
Demyx was…perfect. He wasn't perfect in the way one might think, like instead of singing you a love song He would rather sing you a twenty minuet rock ballad while swinging the broom around in a bathtub naked. He was perfectly flawed. Every mistake he made would leave one to swoon over him for days and every accident he caused would make you feel it was somehow your fault. Anyone who has met this Nobody would know what I was talking about. Sure it may take those idiots back at headquarters a good thirty minuets to figure it out, but eventually they too would agree that the only word to describe Demyx is perfect.
I'm sure by now you are wondering why I spent a whole paragraph talking about Demyx. I'm sure if Axel where to ever read this, which is never going to happen, he would make fun of me for fawning over Demyx like a Twilight fan swoons over Edward. In my defense though this man, Demyx, had hurt me more each day just by breathing without me around. I'm sure by now you are all very concerned for my mental health; but I digress.
A few weeks ago I was talking to Demyx. We where so content sitting on the couch, staring into each others eyes. Okay well I was staring, he was doing some weird Elvis Presley imitation with his giant head phones on. Well in the middle of his…interesting impression he decided to start conversing with me. I was all to eager for what he was going to say.
"Zexy~ I'm getting married~" He then proceeded to go back to more Demyx related things, as in singing the song he was listening too very loudly as if he hadn't just shattered my world.
"You're…WHAT!?" It felt like I had just thrown up with my words. I wiped my mouth to assure myself that real vomit had not escaped with the words. "Demyx you can't be serious." I laughed at the thought, nobodies don't get married. They don't even have hearts to love with, this was a cruel joke that Demyx had decided to play. "Demy~ I haven't even proposed yet."
"I'm not marrying you Zexy. I'm marrying Xiggy!" He jumped on me. Well pounced is a better to describe his movement. He smiled at me, his blue eyes sparkling. "Xiggy proposed yesterday. I totally said yes!" Demyx then showed me the engagement ring….had Xigbar found that ring from a cereal box? It looked fake.
"Number Nine..Dem...I think he was kidding. Why would he want to marry you? He's clearly too old for you." I could feel my face flushing, this was terrible news! Xigbar was going to die. It was then I heard a familiar voice call out.
"Dem, you almost ready kid? The wedding's in thirty minuets!" Crap was the only thing I could think. I now only had thirty minuets to kill Xigbar…or convince Demyx not to marry him.