"Hey! Larxene! What took you so long?" a young adult with a hairstyle that's a cross between a mullet and a mohawk called with a hint of worry in his voice from the back from a large truck.
"Geez, isn't someone impatient?" Larxene replied a bit sarcastically, as she walked up to the truck, "Don't worry, Dem, I just met an old friend."
"Who?" Demyx inquired.
"You tell me." Larxene stepped to the side to reveal a pink-haired man behind her who waved a hello to the younger sibling.
Demyx's face immediately lit-up and a gigantic smile spread across his face as he ran up to Marluxia, "MARLY!" He exclaimed in a over-optimistic voice and gave a hug to the older man, "It's been forever since I saw you! Now we can listen to music, eat ice-cream, and all the stuff we did with the others like we used to!"
Marluxia chuckled, "I missed you too, Demyx." he gently patted his back and slowly tried to push Demyx off him.
"Hey, Flower Boy! Aren't you going to give me a hug too?" a red-haired man tapped on Marluxia's shoulder.
"No, I prefer not to actually, you pyromaniac." Marluxia turned around and saw that the man had one arm draped over a blonde's shoulder.
"Whoa, on to the name-calling already? I thought we were friends! You break my heart Marluxia, break it to tiny little pieces." he clutched his chest in a dramatic manner with his free hand.
"I don't regret it one bit too, Axel." Marluxia replied mockingly as he finally got Demyx to release him.
The blonde shoved the red-haired man's arm off of him and looked at Marluxia, "Hi, Marluxia." he quickly greeted before elbowing Axel, "Sorry about him, he watched too many drama films."
"Oh! Now even my boyfriend is being so mean to me!" Axel said sarcastically.
The pink-haired man ignored the pyromaniac and looked at the blond with a quizzical expression on his face; he quickly wiped it away, "You're Roxas, am I correct?"
The blonde smiled, "Yes I am!" he lightly elbowed Axel again for being so childish.
Marluxia made a small smile, "Nice to see you again."
"Shut-up, you fags!" Larxene ran-up to the small home the truck was parked in front of and pulled out a set of keys. She swiftly unlocked the door and kicked it open, "Hurry-up and unload the truck! I expected you idiots to do it while I'm gone; but I guessed I overestimated you all." she called out rudely.
Marluxia couldn't help but smile; Not one bit. he thought to himself before peaking into the truck.
"Ya hear that, Zexion? Her your tiny ass off the couch or we'll just carry it outside with you on it!" A man with an eye-patch and haired tied-up in a ponytail yelled.
"No thank you. I'd rather sit here and read instead of assisting you imbeciles with unloading all of this furniture out of this vehicle." A small slate-haired young adult retorted calmly.
"I'm warning you! We'll do it!" he threatened.
"Go ahead, see if I care." the slate-haired young man waved his hand dismissively.
"Fine!" The man with the eye-patch waved an older man with raven-black hair that was tied-up in braids over.
"What do you want now, Xigbar?" he impatiently asked.
"Help me get this couch out of here."
"Shouldn't you get Zexion off it first?"
"Weren't you listening, Xaldin? He's dead-set on finishing that book!"
"No, I was too busy playing poker with Luxord." he shot a glare to the platinum blonde-haired man who was watching the whole scene unfold with an amused expression on his face. Xaldin sighed and walked over to the other side of the couch, "One... Two... Three!" he lifted the edge of the couch up.
Xigbar lifted his side of the couch too and slowly walked backwards out towards the edge of the truck. That's when Marluxia realized the ramp was wasn't out yet. He quickly pulled the ramp out of the truck before the two older men walk off the edge of the truck along with Zexion.
Zexion looked up from his book at the sudden sound of rattling metal, "Greetings, Marluxia." he greeted before his visible left cobalt-colored eye returned to reading his book.
Marluxia only managed a weak wave in return; he was slowly inhaling air and exhaling due to quickly pulling out the ramp before any terrible accidents occurred. He stood at the side of the ramp as he watched Xigbar and Xaldin unload the teal-colored couch.
"Stop!" Xigbar yelled just as he reached the edge of truck, "I need to pull out the-"
"Are you deaf, Xigbar?" Zexion said curtly, "Marluxia just literally pulled the ramp out before you fall down and break you back. It was rather loud too."
"What?" Xigbar looked behind him, "Oh, I thought Vexen blew something up. I didn't know- Wait, Marluxia?"
Zexion shook his head and lets out an exasperated sigh before he continued reading the large novel in his hands.
"Are you kidding me? Marluxia was standing there the whole time and you just realized?" Xaldin inquired, the tone of his voice a bit irritated.
Xigbar ignored both of them, "Yo! Marluxia! How are ya? It's been years!" he greeted energetically.
"Good to see you, Xigbar, you haven't changed one bit." Marluxia couldn't hide his mocking smirk; that obviously wasn't supposed to be a compliment.
Xigbar continued walking backwards; he missed the pink-head's smile, "Thanks," he said, "though you still haven't answered my question."
"Maybe later? You should focus on getting the couch out; if you don't, you'll probably drop-"
"Zexy!" Demyx ran up the ramp and hopped on top of the couch and hugged the young man on it.
Xigbar and Xaldin were shocked when this happened; they almost dropped the couch. Even Luxord stood up and was about to run over to catch one of the two young men on the large piece of furniture.
"Demyx! That was a dangerous action!" Zexion scolded as he shut his book closed.
"Aw, but Zexy, I did it for you!" Demyx said happily as he tightened the hug.
Zexuin's face flushed red slightly, "Demyx, that's sweet, but you could've have injured us. Not only that, you're a young adult and that was a very childish thing too do." there was a slight pause, "Also, don't call my Zexy."
"Aren't you his little 'Sexy Zexy' though?" Xigbar teased.
Zexion took his book and aimed it at Xigbar's good eye, "Hmm... Dem, have you ever wondered what Xigbar would look like with two eye-patches?"
"Always!" Demyx said, unaware of how Zexion was holding his book.
"Hey, hey, let's not do something we would regret!" Xigbar mentioned; not even slightly worried that Zexion might actually take out his left-eye.
"What if I don't regret it?" Zexion retorted snidely, "What if I really, really enjoy it?"
"Enjoy what?" Demyx asked, staring at Zexion with bright, ocean-blue eyes.
"What do you think, Dem?"
"Uhh..." Demyx released Zexion from a hug and and tapped his chin in thought.
"You really are clueless." Zexion sighed and placed his book on the couch.
"What?"
"You're clueless."
"You really are, Demyx. It doesn't take a rocket-scientist to discover that Zexion was about to take out Xigbar's eye." Xaldin said.
Demyx gasped, "Zexion! You can't do that! How would he be able to play bass if he's eyeless?"
"Dem, I was only joking."
"Oh." Demyx rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
Marluxia laughed, "I would love to listen to all of you argue, but shouldn't you be..." he pointed at Larxene who was waiting impatiently at the threshold of the entrance to the house.
"Hurry-up!" she ordered when everyone glanced in her direction.
"No way!" Xibar retorted.
"Are you found of that eye, old man?!" she threatened as she looked for a doorstop.
"Yes!" Xigbar then looked offended, "Okay, I am not old! My hair is prematurely graying!" He added as him and Xaldin reached solid ground.
"I don't give a flying rat's ass if your hair decides to look older than it is! Hurry the fuck up!" The blonde growled impatiently as she kicked a plastic wedge under the door before jumping down the steps and casting a cold glare at the men. She walked towards Marluxia and stood next to him, "Is Luxord in there?"
"Yes he is." Marluxia answered as he looked inside.
"Thanks." she replied in marched in, "Luxord! Get your lazy ass off the chair and help unload the truck!" she yelled.
"Okay! Calm down!"
"Calm down? I am calm!"
Marluxia watched the whole scene unfold; Larxene was glaring at Luxord until the blonde-haired man picked up the chair he was sitting on, gently inserted his cards into his pocket, then picked up the table he was next to before exited the ramp mumbling. Larxene followed him out with a cooler in her hands. She dropped it on the ground next to the truck and opened it, "Want a drink?" she asked as she pulled out a bottle of unsweetened lemonade (she didn't grab the beer; she doesn't do drugs because she doesn't want it to affect her athletic abilities.)
The pink-hared man walked over to the cooler "Yes," he then took out a bottle of sweet-tea, "thank you."
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The two stood standing in a comfortable silence as they both watched Xigbar, Xaldin, and Luxord unload the furniture from the truck and occasionally looked over to Demyx and Zexion to see what they're up to. Then, something struck Marluxia, "Hey, Larxene..."
"What?"
"Why don't you make Demyx and Zexion unload the items?"
"Oh," she took a sip from her lemonade, "they're... too cute to break apart."
"Cute?" Marluxia grinned, "Larxene liked cute things? Since when?"
"Shut-up. I'm human not a monster." she finished her beverage.
"As if!" Xigbar called out as if on cue.
"Get back to work, dumbass!" she chucked her empty, plastic, lemonade bottle at the older man.
Xigbar moved out of the way of the bottle quickly, so the discarded container only hit the wooden surface of the home with a small thud, "Witch..." he mumbled as he carried some chairs in.
"What was that?!"
"Nothing!" Xigbar replied quickly before running into the house to avoid anymore questions.
Larxene leaned onto the truck, "Geez, that guy needs to lay off the beer." sighed.
"Dear, it's not beer, it's rum." Luxord said politely as he exited the truck with a few decorative pillows.
"I don't care; that guy still needs to lay off the alcohol." she said curtly.
Luxord only replied with a shrug; unlike Xigbar, he does his best to avoid angering Larxene.
Marluxia chuckled at her statement, then he continued to ask questions, "Where did Roxas and Axel wander off to?"
"The cooler ran out of sea-salt ice-cream, so Fire Crotch drove Ice-Cream Boy off to the closest grocery store to get more."
"Hm, I see." Marluxia idly tapped his fingers on his empty sweet-tea can, "I heard that Vexen is here, where is he?"
"Checking some stuff in the backyard with Lexaeus. Electricity and shit like that because 'Big Brother' Lex is worried about our safety."
" 'Big Brother' ?"
"Lex is treating us like we're his younger siblings, especially to Demyx and only people who he doesn't treat like that are Xigbar, Vexen, Xaldin, and Luxord."
"Why Demyx?" Marluxia wasn't curious why Lexaeus was being especially brotherly to Zexion because Vexen was like his father (Zexion was an orphan; Vexen happened to find him during a walk and took him in because he said: "Zexion was extremely smart for a three-year old. It would be a waste to let such intelligence go to waste.") , and since Lexaeus works closely with Vexen, he treated Zexion as if he was his younger brother, making the trio a little "family".
"I don't really know. I know it'd not because he was dating Zexion, that's for sure. Though, if I have to guess, I think it's because he's such a baby. I don't mind it at all; means if I need a babysitter, I could go to Lexaeus." Larxene snickered.
Marluxia smiled again (he's been doing that a lot lately), "One more question; why didn't you make me unload things? Didn't you ask me to help you and Demyx move in?"
Larxene thought about it for a moment, "Nah, you don't need to get your hands dirty. I prefer talking to you; everyone else are idiots or can't make an interesting conversation to save their lives." the blonde peaked into the truck, she scowled, "Those retards are already taking a break when they forgot these." she charged into the truck and emerged with two large boxes of blankets, pillows, pillow cases, and other similar items. She started to walk down the ramp before Marluxia stopped her.
"Would you like some help carrying those?" he inquired.
"No, just stand there and look pretty."
"No, I insist." Shouldn't I be the one to tell you that? he thought.
"And I insist that you stand there and look pretty." she repeated.
Marluxia sighed and just took one of the boxes, "Sorry, I can't accept that answer." he paused for a moment, "If you would like, I could take that box too so you could stand around and look beautiful." he subtly flirted.
"Sorry, I don't do pretty, or beautiful."
"Then how about gorgeous?"
"Not that too." Marluxia was sure she she was blushing a little, but he couldn't tell because she was hiding her face behind the box she held.
"Sorry, Larxene, you're already 'doing' gorgeous without realizing it, I guess." Marluxia said in a sweet voice.
"Shut-up and move." Larxene said sharply.
Marluxia was shocked by her tone, did he go too far too quickly? No... she must have only said it in that tone because she wanted to finish moving her and Demyx's stuff in. Marluxia chose to believe in the latter.
A/N- No lyrics this chapter, sorry if that disappointed you. XD
I'm also sorry that this took so long to post, FF has been acting strange for the last few days for me. D8
Also, can you spot the TWEWY reference in this chapter?
Thank you for reading! (Reviews motivate me, by the way!)