A.N.
Ayden: Hey everyone!! I'm here with Finale di Amore (check her story, Painting Skies Crimson for some good dark poetic writin!), and she's my co-author!! Ummm so we were talking about how it'd be cool if we wrote a story together, and this is what came out!! Let me tell you it's awesome. Just to explain, I'm writing Demyx's half of the story, and she's writing Zexion's (and the begining poem!). It's going really good so far we got 2 chappies done in a couple of hours. T-T if only I could write that much alone…
Warning: BOYS LOVE/ LANGUAGE/ SADNESS
Disclaimer: (Finale wrote this O.o) I've impregnated Neji Hyuga (Ayden: O.O), took over third world igor (igor??), and became emperor of the world. I', still waiting to own Kingdom Hearts (meh taking over SE is harder than the world they have fricking CLOUD and SEPHIROTH on their side)
(oh and there might be a poem at the beginning of each chapter...if i have my say! ~ Ayden)
Scattered remnants growing like tree's blossoming from the nothing.
I hear the cries, a plea in vain, closing eyes to sear the pain, unfeeling I wrote it.
What I heard the mask no longer confined, forcing muscles pulled over flesh
To flick a light to blind, up in flames my pages burnt a thousand fireflies.
I dreamt a day that I could dream swirling into the deep blue sea.
Demyx*
Dear Diary,
DemDem-chan here.
I remember the day my life changed.
The day my world stopped turning.
The day the sun and moon held no companionship for me.
The day I forgot to laugh. Forgot to smile.
And it all started with the opening of a single book…
It was a regular sunny day. A regular happy day. One that really wouldn't have stuck out in my memory like the proverbial sore thumb. Which I never got that. How does a sore thumb stick out? Wouldn't it be bandaged?
Anyway. I woke up to the sound of the ocean waves crashing on the sandy beach, the gulls singing their raucous song as they searched for the garbage left by the human invaders.
God. I sound so fricking literary, don't I?
I stretched, and scratched my balls through the clean boxers I was wearing. Walking over to the open window, I breathed in the salty air that pervaded the entire country side. I loved my home, my small shack by the sea. My own little piece of this great, big world that was slowly being destroyed by our own ignorance.
I grimaced. What the hell? Lots of big words today, Dem.
I quickly walked to the small bathroom that served as not only a place to get clean, but as the only source of water in the house. Grabbing the pot off of the coffee maker, I filled it up in the sink, while brushing my teeth at the same time.
God I loved it here. It was so peaceful. So quiet. The perfect place for a musician to write his music, to let the Muses flow and gift him with the ability to astound and ensnare people the world over.
It was so damn gratifying to know millions absolutely adored you. My ego was the size of a small sun.
"Hey, Dem, I see your awake!" Axel, my only neighbor on the island, said as he stepped into my small house. I left all the doors and windows open to let the breeze flow in off the waves. Kept the house cool, smelling fresh, and saved on the electric bill.
"Yeah." I said, grabbing a pair of khaki shorts and a t-shirt. Axel laughed, and I looked at him confused.
"Gosh, dude, seriously? You look really conceited when your wearing your own face!" he pointed, and I looked down. Sure enough, out of the pile of clean laundry (which I never bothered to fold, I just dumped it into a pile in my bedroom), I had grabbed my own band shirt, which featured a cartoon sketch of me smiling.
I yawned, and quickly downed what my slow coffee maker had made, and patiently waited for the rest of it. I needed my cup of java every morning. If I didn't get it…well let's just say last time, I almost ran over someone.
"C'mon, Dem! Aren't you ready for the trip yet?" Axel asked, standing with his arms crossed.
I looked over to him. God he was so damn sexy. Taken, of course, but sexy. I'd like to get him drunk one night and fuck the shit out of him…or let him fuck me senseless. Either would be fine by me. If I could get it, I wasn't gonna be picky.
I finished the coffee, and glomped him hard. Nuzzling his face, I purred. Axel laughed.
"Down, kitty! Or Roxas might get jealous!" I looked down at him, and was taken away by the sheer sexiness. His trunks fit his waist tightly, and his tank-top was tight and riding up on his chest, making his happy trail visible.
"Aww, okay Aku!" I jumped up, and purred again as he scratched my ears.
Yeah, I totally said he scratched my ears. How could you not know? Must not be a fan of my esteemed self, hmm? I'm a Neko, one of the half-breeds that became so popular a few years ago. Thanks to genetic splicing, a lot of people decided to switch up their appearance. I was one of the rare children of two Nekos, the genes passed onto me and I had a tail, instead of just ears like my mother and father had.
"Ohmygosh! I can't wait I love shopping!!" I jumped around, my tail swishing around me maniacally.
"Hey Dem I think we need to get you to lay off the coffee for a while." Axel said, as he laughed his way to the small motorboat we used to go get supplies form the mainland. "That or keep you half asleep. Your smarter when your less awake."
I hissed at him while he laughed. "Shut up!"
Zexion*
Space and time was all but irrelevant if you didn't exist, but I did exist. as meaningless and forsaken my existence was. I existed, existing with no idea where or when I was. I wasn't in that state I recently became aware of as a "limbo" state, where I still couldn't feel, but I could observe silently. taking in with intelligent indifference the ways that people lived, smiling laughing crying.... things I was not capable of. I would like to say I felt indifferent. but that wasn't it. I didn't Feel anything. physically or emotionally.
I sat in a dark emptiness; that count even be called dark because it simply was, a pulsating nothingness sheltering me like a cocoon of lies and torture, a torture I desperately longed to feel but couldn't. I recognize from books that if infect I could feel, I would most likely be giving a ride to that fickle emotion classified as 'frustration' however, I was incapable of such things, so I sat-
No not sat, I couldn't sit, I existed fluttering between nothing and something that was still nothing, with an eternal nonexistent longing for something I didn't know.
Demyx*
Okay so I totally didn't mean to eat all that. I knew better than to do it…but I still did.
Clutching my grumbling, complaining tummy, I walked along the boardwalk, pausing every now and then. The local flea-market really rocked. A lot of cool junk to buy.
I walked, or more aptly, skipped, next to Axel and Roxas. Hand in hand, they were sharing an ice cream bar, and earning a few stares from the local teenaged girls. Sighing, they would follow the sexy duo with their eyes, imagining the lovemaking that they knew happened between them.
Sigh. I wish I had someone to walk with like that. I earned a lot of stares too. I was one of the small town's only Nekos. Not many of my kin, as we called ourselves, lived out of the big cities. And why would they? The genetic splicing thing…illegal now, since it was started to be used for war. But there were always the children that were born from that era. And we turned the regular humans on extremely. I had lots of human lovers, and even a few Neko. But it wasn't the same really. They only loved me for my sex appeal, in the end. The humans anyway. The Nekos…well we're trying to get more of us around.
There were very few same-sex Neko relationships like Axel's and Roxas. Since we all had the urge to mate and have kittens, not many of us actually fell in love first and then mated. It was always the other way around.
But me and Axel did our bit. We passed on our cat-genes to a lot of adorable kits. So now, we could have whatever the hell we pleased, thank ou very much.
It was all thanks to , and even though a lot of his experiments had been cruel…well we all thanked him. He made us, the Neko-kin. The only surviving splices. Sure there had been others, but for some reason, they never really worked well enough. They weren't able to reproduce.
"Hey, Dem! Hurry the hell up!" Axel called, letting go of Roxas' hand.
I pounced glomping the blonde and slurping up the last of his ice-cream, tail flicking.
"Mm, my favourite! Sea-salt!" I got off of my best friend, and helped him up.
Roxas' playfully swiped at me. "And mine too. Axel, you owe me another one when we get home."
Axel looked up from the boat, "And just why is that?"
Roxas stood up on tiptoe, and licked Axel's face slowly as he grabbed the taller red-head Nekos ears, rubbing them softly. Axel moaned, and I watched. That was a pretty stimulating thing to do in public. I heard a body fall as one of the Fangirls fainted. Axel bent forward, lust in his eyes, ready to kiss the blonde. I felt myself getting aroused…which was embarrassing. There were my best friend's after all…but that ear rubbing looked really good.
I wish I had someone to rub my ears…
"You're my bitch, that's why!" Roxas said cheerfully as he stopped and jumped into the boat, effectively dodging Axel's lusty kiss. "C'mon Dem! I want to eat some ice-cream off of my boyfriend!" I smiled and jumped up onto the boat, ignoring the complaining Axel. Turning back I watched as the girl's friends came to her rescue.
"Candace!" the girl's friend said, shocked and then laughing.
"Ohmygosh, give her some air!" an adorable Neko boy said, fanning the fainted girl with a book. (Ayden: heh heh heh) He looked adorable, really. Cute piece of jailbait.
"Hey, Vannah, Joel, get outa the way!" A girl yelled as she dumped water on the unconscious girl, I laughed as we sailed back to our island. That made me feel better. Made me feel less alone, strangely.
"Ashley!!" the now sopping girl sputtered as she sat up.
I roared with laughter, Roxy and Aku totally clueless. Oh well.
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I scratched behind my ears, which were stuffed full of cotton, and my earbuds pounding music away.
Axel and Roxas liked their ice-cream. And they liked to eat it loud. I turned back to my book…but for some reason…my small bungalow was really stuffy all of a sudden. Sighing, I pulled out the cotton, and stuck the earbuds back in, grabbing a bottle of water and a flashlight. I was going out to walk on the beach…or do something! Seriously I was getting sick of hearing Roxas cry for 'more'.
Walking out onto the beach at night, is just beautiful. The way the moon reflects off of the waves, the stars that you never saw in the city, or even in the country, shining bright in my little bit of nowhere.
A scream punctuated the night, and I felt my tail bristle. My ears fell flat against my skull. What the hell?
"ROXAS!!" then I realized the scream came from the two lovebirds. Grinning widely, I kept on with my walk.
Even though I rented this place, I didn't know what all was on it. I knew about the sea caves though. Heading toward the cliffs, I skirted the tidal pools which were full of fishy fiends. Another good thing about this place? All you had to do was walk outside a bit and BAM! Instant sushi platter.
Swooping down, I grabbed an oyster and pried it open, gulping down the chewy insides. This, my friends, was heaven.
I walked into the cave, my cat eyes supplying my vision. It was great to not have to use a flashlight, you could see a lot more of the wildlife around you. I made my way towards the back, wondering why I hadn't thought to do this sooner. This place was so interesting!
Cool and dark, I could hear water dripping from farther in. I was about to make my way in farther when-
No, a monster didn't jump out at me. No, a horde of bats didn't fly out at me.
I, with all my cat-like grace and abilities (I.e. the night vision) tripped over a goddamn rock. Brushing myself off, I stood up slowly, making an "own" face as I put weight on my toe. Damn it I stubbed it…cats always lands on their feet my aching ass.
Bending down, I was about to throw the offensive thing when I realized I hadn't tripped over a rock at all.
It was a book. A large, thick, blue book with a strange symbol on the cover. Eyes wide, I opened it slowly and read what came to my eyes:
Writing this is menial I know, it will mean nothing to no one, and no one will read it. There will be no great plot to the life of a nobody, and no I am not talking about that pathetically "Emo" view where you think your no one, your family hates you, and, because your eyeliner broke Armageddon is upon us. No, I am a nobody, the essence of nothing, conjured and stirred spun and wound, sewn together to make up this, a being that never was.
Its depressing; or I suppose it would sound as such. but as I can not feel anything...physically, mentally.... its completely fine.
I think that it would be nice to believe that my life- or lack there of; I don't think merely existing is considered living- had some greater purpose- something that made me relevant. however being nothing serving nothing all concludes to nothing. you cant add zero's and expect to get a number, it just wont happen. it would never happen. I, I would never happen.
Ayden: Well! Not bad for a start! And of course don't-
Finale di Amore: Shut up Ayden your too nice. Now listen yous. -points- Review, or I'm gonna hunt you down, cut you up, and after dancing in your leftovers, feed you to my lama!
Ayden: O.o she has a mean bitch of a lama…-giggle snorts- don't mind her~!!
Finale: Rrgh! -smacks Ayden-