Title: "Hidden Messages"
Author: Romanticpuck
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Demyx/Xigbar
Disclaimer: Don't own Disney, Square Enix, or Kingdom Hearts.
Notes: This was done for the LJ group Kingdom100 (the theme was pictures).
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Gloved hands were plucking away my music sheet just as I the song was reaching its bridge.
"What've ya got here?" Xigbar's voice was teasing, so I decided to ignore him and play by memory.
But it was harder to keep playing than I'd hoped, since I'd only finished the song once or twice before, and since I kept getting distracted, wishing he'd give me my sheets back—I mean, he can't really care what they mean. He doesn't even know his Sa's from his Dha's. Not to mention that if Xigbar was curious he could just give them back and I could play him their meaning.
Heaving a sigh, I let my hands slide off the strings and gave Xigbar the attention he pined for. "Can I have my music sheets back?"
"As if." He waved me off with one hand, looking completely interested in the stuff.
It was a shame- Xemnas would've been so proud if I could have finished it before our meeting. But hey, an audience was an audience, you know?
Even though I was angry, he still made me grin. Xigbar's head was tilted to the side, and his eyebrows were raised, entire face scrunched up trying to get it. I could tell he was confused, but didn't want it to show. The sitar evaporated when I got up, just like it always did.
"Ya know," Xigbar began, shifting a little to face me with his good eye. Striding forward he held the sheets just far enough away that I couldn't reach. Not that I didn't try anyways. The jerk.
"Know what?"
He took his eyes off of the sheets long enough to glance at me, and then back, a smile dimpling his scarred cheek. "If ya look at it from my angle, these notes totally make ya into a pervert, pipsqueek."
"What!"
"See?" His gloved hand jabbed at a few notes strewn about. "Her head, her chest, her hips, her hole. The whole girls lyin' right there in yer music." He nodded knowingly and then turned back to face me, letting out a snort at my expression.
Even though I knew that it wasn't supposed to be there, I could still see his point. Kind of- if I tilted my head a little. Not that it mattered if I could see it or not. Xigbar could, and that was enough to keep me blushing.
"Take your porn, ya little perv."
"It's not—"
Xigbar gave me a once over, eyes lingering on my lips. "No big, I totally know where yer getting' yours."
Grinning, he thrust the music sheets into my hands and used his other arm to yank me in for a kiss. It was as rough and intense as Xigbar always was, and I ended up surging against him, barely having the breath to call him a "jerk" against his lips.