Summary: What happens when Larxene's need for someone's touch overcomes her? Problems arise between Demyx and herself, and words go unheard...

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Sparked

Water and electricity was not a good mix. Unless, it was just the right amount. A spark or a shock is what was created between the two, the spark growing into a full-out fire. When they first met, it had been rivalry. But we all know rivals can have unresolved sexual tension.

When they sparred, it was always until they were about to fade. This time, it was different. They sparred, and when Demyx had Larxene pinned (It was hand-to-hand combat this time, not elemental), there was that spark again. This time, it wasn't anger or competitiveness. It was something else.

Larxene propped herself up on her elbows and pushed her lips against Demyx's in a desperate kiss. The gesture was returned, and after a moment Demyx pulled back. Smirking slightly, he stood up and helped Larxene stand, pulling her against him in the process.

"Oh, we aren't ending there." He murmured seductively in The Savage Nymph's ear, opening a portal and pulling the willing Larxene into it. Larxene barely had to glance around the room to know that they were in The Melodious Nocturne's room. The walls were a deep navy blue, the sheets on the king-sized bed merely a shade lighter.

Of course, she didn't need to know where they were to know where they were going. Farther then she had thought her little kiss would go, but it worked for her. Being Nobodies and all, no hearts and such… You still had needs. And when half the Organization was afraid of you and the rest just hated your guts, you got pretty lonely. Longing for someone's, anyone's, touch. She dared to say Demyx felt the same way. She knew for a fact the rest of the Organization picked on him for being a wimpy fighter. Loners in a pack of heartless bastards. It figured that it would come to this some day.

Besides, she somehow highly doubted Demyx was gay enough to have 'fun' with any other member. Sometimes he could act like a total fag, using phrases that usually only escaped girls lips, but she figured that was because he was just different. Bisexual maybe, but not a flaming faggot.

Her thoughts were broken when Demyx pushed her backwards, pinning her in between him and one of the four walls. She couldn't help but gasp as he nuzzled and nipped the sensitive skin on her neck. She had never seen this side of Demyx before, and to be truthful, she had never done this before.

"You haven't done this before." Demyx spoke quietly, his breath hot on her neck.

"N-no…" She mumbled nervously.

"Hm. I'll be sure to go easy on you then." Those words sparked Larxene's temper.

"You did NOT just say that." She snarled, shoving Demyx away from her and walking towards his door. This body of hers may be a virgin, but she had undergone so much training she felt she could take anything. It wasn't worth it if he was going to act like she would break. What had she been thinking anyways? This was Demyx after all. The guy she hated, the guy she loathed. 'Do you really?' her mind whispered. She chose to ignore it. She told herself it was because she hadn't been in such close contact with anyone in so long, she just went on an impulse and kissed him. That was all.

She heard Demyx calling her name as she stormed down the hall.

"Fuck off." She hissed, not bothering to stop or turn around.

"Please Larxene, for a dusk's sake, stop!" Demyx pleaded, putting a hand on her shoulder and spinning her around. She glared at him and shook his hand off her shoulder, but didn't attempt to walk away. If he was stupid enough to go after her, he must have something important to say.

"I swear I didn't mean to offend you or anything, I just—"

"Don't want to hurt me?" She spat cruelly, cutting into his words.

"Well…Yes. I know…It's a stupid thing to have said, after the things you've done and such, but…I…Wasn't thinking." Demyx concluded lamely.

"Better think again if you think I like you." Larxene turned and began walking off. He really wasn't worth her time, especially if he was going to act like that.

"…But I like you." He whispered to nothing, his words not reaching the blonde's ears.

End

-Blackwind92