My first KH fic. . I'm very proud of it.
I don't own KH! I WISH I did...mainly Axel and Demyx though...
Inspired by Jinzouningen's 'Demyx has a Cold'
It was too quiet. Axel looked down the hall towards Demyx's room. No music, which was odd at this time in the morning.
He walked down the hall and stopped at the Nocturnes door. Nothing. Not even a quiet strumming of the Sitar's strings. Suddenly a cough, then another. Axel shook his head. So that's what it was. He was sick, and from past experiences Axel knew this wouldn't be easy.
"Hey Demyx, ready to go?" Coughing was his only reply. "Demyx?" He called again, opening the door.
He looked at the still form on the bed, the sitar against the wall…forgotten. "Demyx?" The figure curled into a ball. Axel walked over to him. "You ok?" He asked gently.
"A-axel?" Demyx looked over his shoulder to the red head. Axel sat beside him. "I'm here. How do you feel?"
Demyx moaned and closed his eyes.
"That good huh?" Axel smiled and removed a glove; placing his hand on the younger's forehead. "You're warm."
Demyx groaned and pulled the covers even tighter around him. "N-no. It's cold." Axel shook his head again. "It's really not."
Demyx shivered. "I-I'll be fine. Go on ahead."
Axel sighed. "I'll be right back with some medicine."
Demyx slowly sat up. "Please Axel, I'll be fine."
Axel gently pushed the sitar player back down. "You lay there and stay there until I get back. Got it memorized?"
Demyx didn't complain, which surprised Axel, and closed his eyes.
Axel raised an eyebrow, but left to get the medicine.
Demyx listened as the door shut and sat up. "I gotta get out of here!" He scrambled out of the bed. He slipped his Organization cloak on and slipped out the door, running into Roxas.
Yeah...it's short but gets the point across. Longer chaps are coming!!
Please review!! I'll update soon!!!