DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any other anime/game I mention/use. I don't own the characters/events from said anime/games, and I can't be held accountable for events that occurred in said games/anime. Oh. And all chapter titles are the names of songs that I feel fit the chapter, and credit will be given to the owners of said songs at the end of each chapter.
Overall Story Summary: Being a Nobody was like living without morals. Emotions are feigned, dreams are but a thing of the past. But what if the only thing required to have a Heart was to believe? Belief is the basis of all things and it is a powerful tool if used correctly. This is the story of a pair of Nobodies that wanted, more then anything, to have a heart and to share it with another.
Chapter Summary: Demyx has never fit in with the other Organization members, especially with his constant daydreaming and his childish personality, and he doesn't quite seem to grasp the concept of being heartless. This naiveté catches the attention of the Flurry of Dancing Flames, Axel. It's funny how friendship can be forged by something as simple as a lollipop.
Pairing: None right now. Future AxelDemy.
Rated: T…just to be safe.
A/N – At last! My first ever Kingdom Hearts fanfiction of !! Yay for me! As you may or may not have guessed, this will be an AxelDemyx eventually, but right now I'm going to work from the ground up. That's right, folks. This is so far into the past that Roxas isn't even there yet, but he will be by at least chapter five.
Also, everyone give praise for the next Kingdom Hearts game for the DS coming out, at the moment, in Japan! According to news I've read, it stars the Orgy members (Roxas mostly) and features a multiplayer option where your buddy, if they have a copy of the game themselves, can play as one of the other Orgy members such as the favorites, Axel, Demyx and Zexion! PRAISE SQUAREENIX and be sure to buy Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Dayswhen it comes out in the US! Oh, and check it out on the web. The screen caps are AWESOME!
-hackhack- Now that I'm done with the shameless plug for Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days, onward toward victory! Oh…as a note: I'm SO buying the Japanese version too. I don't care if I won't understand a word of it. I just wanna play as Demyx so badly…-sniffle- Hmm…I wonder if you can switch who you play as or if it's strictly Roxas if a friend doesn't have a copy of it…? I don't see why not…the Tales of series does it…
Um, anyway, I've babbled on enough (nearly a page!). Let's get this party started!
Melodious Flames
By:
-Minosuke Ichigo-
Track 001
-Lollipop-
They had tried explaining it to him, but they just couldn't seem to get it through his head. The blonde was a daydreamer, a child. Even after so many years, the Melodious Nocturne just didn't understand that he was a Nobody; a heartless shell of the person he once was. He was sweet, kind and playful and loved basking in the attention his nature got him, even when the attention wasn't positive.
Some of the members, like Luxard and Zexion, thought it was the kid's strong point and gave up trying to tell him otherwise, instead trying to lose themselves in their missing humanity. Others, such as Xemnas, Marluxia and Xigbar, felt the blonde's attitude was exactly what they needed to avoid and tried a number of things to try and get the young Nobody to understand, though each attempt was met with failure.
It was a quiet, rainy day in the World That Never Was, just like it always was, but today was a special day. A day that would change the future of the Melodious Nocturne and the way he viewed the world.
Demyx sat outside the main meeting chamber, plucking at the strings of his Sitar as he listened half-heartedly to the muffled conversation going on inside. He knew it was an important meeting, but he wasn't exactly welcome during those, as he tended to be disruptive and slept through it most of the time. He didn't mind, though. It gave him time to mess around with his music.
From the bits and pieces he could hear through the door and over the soft strumming of his Sitar, one of the Organization members had returned from a lengthily mission and was being brought up to date on things he had missed. The number of the member was, Demyx guessed, 8, though he couldn't remember ever seeing a No. 8 anywhere. Of course, he had wondered where the missing number had gone since the order of members went 1 to 7, then skipped to 9 to 12.
Shrugging, he rested his Sitar against his shoulder, grabbing a pencil and scribbling some music notes on a piece of paper. He stuck the pencil in his mouth and began playing the notes again; pausing to make corrections whenever he felt a different note was needed to make it flow better. Four pages later, the doors finally opened and Demyx pulled his knees and Sitar close to avoid getting crushed by the doors, watching the other Organization members walk off toward their separate rooms or areas.
He carefully set his Sitar aside and began gathering his papers, humming the song he was working on, the tune muffled behind the pencil. Said pencil fell from his lips and he blinked, reaching to pick it up. He paused when a gloved hand reached it before his, and he followed the hand up to the face of the owner of the hand. Peridot eyes met his and the man, striking and handsome, smirked, straightening and holding out the pencil as he said in a voice that sent a shiver up Demyx's spine, "Yours?" For a moment, the blonde was quiet, just taking in every detail of the tall man before him.
His bright red hair was spiked back and out of his face, which was smooth, yet sharp and his Organization uniform hugged his figure tightly, the top partially unzipped and exposing a bit of naked chest and finely toned muscles. Tear-drop tattoos rested under both bright eyes.
"Uh…" Demyx finally responded with a vague sound of acknowledgement and nodded, scrambling to stand and not drop his papers or Sitar as he reached to take the pencil. He squeaked when the pencil was jerked away and he was shoved against the wall, dropping his notes. His Sitar fell from his fingers, but the man used the hand with the pencil to catch it, holding the musical instrument carefully. He leaned close, his eyes seeming to see every weakness and strength in the other male, who shifted and pressed himself as far back against the wall as he could as he asked shakily, "Uh, erm, w-what do ya need? Is there something on my face?"
The man smirked and pulled away, pushing the Sitar into the smaller man's arms before backed up a couple steps and looking him over. "So you must be Demyx, the Melodious Nocturne, right?" The blonde smiled brightly and nodded. Few referred to him by name, and ones that did (Luxard) always seemed to be raping him with their eyes, so it was relief to see someone who was just curious. "I see." The red haired man summoned an orb of fire into his palm as he said, tossing the wooden pencil into the flames. "The name's Axel, the Flurry of Dancing Flames. Got it memorized?"
Demyx's jaw dropped and he almost dropped his Sitar again "You're…you're Axel?!" He went into fanboy mode, smiling as he said hyperly, Axel blinking at him in shock as the flame in his palm sputtered out, "Oh my gosh oh my gosh! I've heard so much about you, Mr. Axel! You're, like, the best in the Orgy, right? Oh wow! You're a legend here! I can't believe that a legend - no, wait – THE legendary Dancing Flames is standing right in front of me! I can't wait to tell everyone that you talked to me and blah blah blah blah blah blah…"
Axel couldn't believe that someone who had been so quiet a moment ago was now chattering nonstop for…he checked an invisible watch then remembered he didn't own one and guesstimated about five minutes. Finally, the blonde paused to take a breath and Axel took this second of silence to speak. "Wow. A fan? For me?" The blonde blushed with embarrassment. "I'm touched." Axel said, pretending to sniffle and cry into a palm before laughing, his laughter ringing throughout the hall. Demyx just smiled, hoping he hadn't made a total fool of himself. "Okay, kid," Axel said, his laughter fading to quiet chuckles. "Tell me something, kid."
Demyx smiled again, nodding happily. "Oh, sure! Anything!"
"Good." Axel poked Demyx in the chest, over where his heart would be. "Do you really think you have a heart?" The blonde blinked.
For a moment, he was quiet. He didn't really want this man, this tall and beautiful man, to think that he was insane like the others did, but if he was lucky, then maybe Axel was like Luxard and Zexion and would take it in stride. He wasn't a quiet man, and he wasn't about to deny the practical superstar in front of him to think he had split personalities. So, taking a small breath, he nodded. "Yup."
The redhead seemed taken aback for a moment, surprised that the other man had given the answer with a smile and only a moment of hesitation. Slowly recovering from the slight shock, Axel risked asking, "Are…are you serious?" Demyx gave him a dirty look. He hated getting that reply. The taller male got the answer from the look he was being shot and nodded slowly. "Wow…You're just as crazy as they said you were." He watched a crestfallen look cross the blonde's face and laughed heartily, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and starting to walk, ignoring Demyx's squeaks of protests when his notes were stepped on. "But crazy's good. It means you're different."
Demyx blinked. "Really?" He wiggled away from the man and began gathering his papers, grinning happily. Axel nodded, digging into his pocket and withdrawing a pair of suckers. He removed the wrapper from one and popped it into his mouth, offering the second to Demyx, who accepted it gladly. He wrinkled his nose when he unwrapped it and looked at the redhead, who grinned. "Um…is this…hot pepper flavored?" Axel's grin widened and he withdrew his own.
"With a nice chewy pepper center. If you're a chicken and can't handle the heat, then give it back." The redhead said teasingly, leaning close. Demyx could smell the hot sauce on the man's breath, and was tempted to just give the lollipop back. The thought of being a coward in the man's eyes was the only thing that made him stupidly shove the sucker into his own mouth without a second thought.
Axel stared at him with a grin on his face, and he was soon overwhelmed with laughter when Demyx yanked it out and began coughing and sputtering, tears in his eyes. He sat on the floor, tongue sticking out as he fanned it, giving Axel a pouty, puppy face. Slowly, Axel calmed down, squatting down in front of him and grinning. "Man, your face was priceless!" He laughed lightly, giving his own sucker a long lick. He snickered at the dirty look he got and said gently, patting Demyx's head, "Don't be a baby. Your tongue'll feel better in a bit."
"Othay…" Demyx said around his burning tongue, sniffling.
Axel just grinned and said playfully, "Looks like a wonderful friendship, hm, Demy?" Demyx's sapphire eyes lit up with joy when his name was shortened slightly. A shortened name meant a nickname, and a nickname meant friendship. He grinned broadly and nodded. He's a weirdo, but it'll at least be fun to see just what this kid is capable of…He really believes he has a heart…heh. Might be fun to stick around and see how far his belief goes. Axel thought, curious to see just how long it took before the younger man to realize how false his hope was. He resumed laughing when Demyx shoved the hot sauce lollipop back into his mouth, tensing and waving a hand as tears came to his eyes. Appearently, he was determined to eat the sucker of death, and Axel was laughing his ass off, laughing so hard he was crying by the time Demyx was done fighting with his own hand to keep from pulling the hard candy out.
It took Demyx a couple hours, but he was able to finally finish it, though his tongue was numb and he was sniffling so much any who saw him would think he was sick. When he had finally recovered some feeling in his tongue, he gave Axel a small grin, hoping it didn't look as weak as it felt. Axel patted his head and said playfully, "Good boy. Alright, stop it. Your nose is leaking, and you know Vexen's gonna go into a PMS rampage if he sees snot on the floor."
"Othay…sowry." Demyx smiled meekly, sniffling again. The redhead sighed, giving the blonde an weary look.
-Lollipop-
The Chordettes