Chapter 2 Warnings: Very Lightly mentioned sexual content (It is but a whisper), and mentions of alcohol use? (As told to me by my mother to add warning of… .)

Pairings: Demyx/OC (others may emerge)

Disclaimer: Sadly, I own nothing but the plot and my OC Rose.

MEMO: Well, I wanted to get something like this out, but the original went way too deep and was rather mature according to mah friend IJustDontGetThis so she and I collaborated for this censored version…Which I hope will still get my original idea/point through to you all.

Chapter 2: A Miserable Truth Emerges

After Demyx and Axel left, rose immediately went out to do all she could to clean herself up, refusing to allow Demyx to see her as the pathetic, worthless wreck she had become. Sadly, when all you have at your disposal is a public rest room and perhaps a few snips of cash left at the end of the week, there is no restoring a fallen beauty to its original state.

When she had done all she could, she just… waited. What more could be done? A day passed, and then three more, soon it had become a week, then two, then three, until she fell back into her old lifestyle. Which was one that was hardly what one would call desirable.

Maybe this Demyx was more like her beloved Edym than she had thought because it seemed that he didn't keep his promises either…

With Demyx:

"No, Axel, I have to go back, I promised!" Demyx pleaded with the red-head who was once again one of the many thwarting his attempt to go back to Starbeacon city.

"Sorry Demyx but Xemnas said no, and as much as I hate to say it, what he says goes around here."

Demyx looked Axel closely in the eye, "I'm just asking you to do this one thing for me, Axel. I promised her! Besides, you never listen to the rules anyway!" He now resorted to 'The Look' though he somewhat doubted that it would work after so many earlier failed attempts.

Axel closed his eyes and sighed, "Alright, you win this once, but don't expect too many favors, and I'm going with you. Got to make sure you don't cause too much trouble."

The blonde felt half tempted to hug him, but had as strong feeling that some part of him or another would end up on fire if he did so, so he refrained and settled for a broad, pleased grin. The red-head just rolled his eyes and took the liberty of opening the portal himself. "Let's go visit your girlfriend."

…

"Well? Where do you think she is? This city is huge." Axel asked with his usual bored tone.

Demyx thought for a moment, "I'm thinking… this way, but I've got a pretty bad feeling…" he said, walking slowly towards what could be called the 'trashier' part of Starbeacon.

"Bad feeling? Think she's dead or something?"

The blonde shot him an irritated look.

"What? It's a big city…" Axel defended. "…….What makes you so sure she's this way?"

"I just have this feeling, okay?"

Axel massaged his temples briefly as if to ward off an oncoming headache, "So we're following you 'feeling' to the trashiest part of town? You do know that if you get jumped and mugged or something that I'm not going to help, right?"

Demyx laughed a little, hoping that it was a joke more than actually believing that it was. They wandered past a slummy hotel just in time for Axel to see Rose stumbling out of one of the rooms… or being tossed out rather. He tapped Demyx on the shoulder and pointed at her. "I think we found your girlfriend." The blonde smiled at first, but quickly gained a confused expression in its place when he saw her.

Her hair was a mess and somewhat flattened to her head with sweat, she was only about half-dressed, and poorly so at that, not to mention-from the look and smell of her-she was drunk. A small look of recognition crossed her face when she spotted Demyx and she walked over to him and fell against his chest giggling. "Hey, it's you! Thought you weren't commin'… weren't commin'…hehehe… what was I sayin'?

Axel pulled her away from Demyx a bit and she turned and tried to smack him only to miss and throw herself off-balance. He caught her. "What were you doing in there?" he asked, though the answer was almost painfully obvious. Poor Demyx couldn't seem to form words at all.

"He bought me drinks you know? A lot… Most of 'em ain't so nice. Drinks make it easier." Rose said with a very broad grin on her face. "Got a lot for that job too."

(Speaking fluently for someone who's drunk, I know -.-)

"Demyx…I don't know how to tell you this, but I think your girlfriend's a…well…um….a hooker…"Just as the words left his lips, the girl took the liberty of puking on his shoes and passing out against his chest. "…make that a very drunk hooker…" he added with faint disgust, laying the girl down and trying to kick his shoes clean. "Well that was fun… Can we go now?"

Demyx picked Rose up carefully, holding her bridal-style. "Sure, let's go." He said, grinning.

"…What do you think your doing? Put her back down." Axel said impatiently. Demyx again resorted to 'The Look' since it usually worked with the red-head. "No…No. No! Demyx, we can't. No. No way. No, no, no…No!……Fine, but I had absolutely nothing to do with it…"

"Thanks Axel!"

"…I can't believe she puked on my shoes. Why mine?" was the only sort of replay he received. When he was satisfied that his shoes had been adequately mourned, Axel opened a portal.

"Where does it go?" Demyx asked uncertainly.

"It goes to your room dumbass, what do you think?" Axel snarled, stomping through the portal. What a mood swing…

Demyx followed, laying Rose down on the bed once he somehow managed to clear a space with his foot. "She won't wake up till tomorrow afternoon or so you know." Axel told him.

"I know." he answered, fighting a blush as he straightened out Rose's clothes to return her some dignity. Two words suddenly crossed his mind as he watched her sleeping form. "I'm sorry…" he whispered.

"Wha'd you say?" Axel asked, not sounding as if he really cared anyway.

"What? I didn't say anything… did I? …hm…" The Melodious Nocturne was honestly clueless.

"…Ok…Um…you might want to have a bucket or something handy for her when she wakes up. She'll need it."