All right, so I didn't update as soon as I would have liked, but I just had to get off my lazy ass and actually write something. Which I have been too lazy to do. So I'm gonna wing this chapter and hope it turns out okay…
Flashbacks. Possibly thoughts or emphasized words, you should be able to tell.
Emphasized words usually. Sound effects also.
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A Simple Conversation
No particular POV
One week had passed since the day that Xaldin freaked out on Demyx, and nothing had happened. Demyx would talk to Zexion every chance he got, which ended up being only twice. The first time they were passing in the hallways. Demyx stopped and said hi, but Zexion kept walking. And Demyx knew better then to bother Zexion when he was like that, so he let it go. The second time though, that didn't go so well…
The meeting that Xemnas had called was over, and everyone was leaving as quickly as they could. Xemnas' speeches never were very interesting-in fact, most of the Organization just fell asleep during them, including Demyx himself. Then Xigbar would poke him to wake him up when it was over, and off everyone would go. So, go he did, but faster then usual. This time, he was gonna catch up to Zexion and get a conversation going'!
So, racing out of the meeting room, he grinned as Zexion came into sight, almost as soon as he rounded the first corner.
"Zexion!" He shouted, hoping that the older Organization member would stop. He didn't.
So, Demyx ran up and placed a hand tentatively on Zexions shoulder, stopping him and turning him around.
"What do you want?" Was his blank response. How unsurprising…Just like Zexy.
"I wanna know how've you been! I mean, you almost never leave your room so no one sees you…And…Yeah." Demyx finished lamely, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand that had, only seconds before, been on Zexions shoulder. He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks, and he wondered why. Why in the world would he be blushing? He had a perfectly good reason to seek out Zexion, it was because he never saw him. That was it.
Right?
"…I don't need people checking up on me. But if you're so worried, I'm fine." And with that, Zexion walked off, his pace quick, all to get away from the blonde.
And that was that. He had gotten more out of Zexion then what he had thought he would, so Demyx was happy…For now anyways.
That had been three days ago, and Demyx still couldn't figure out why he had blushed at that moment in time. Was he embarrassed about asking how Zexion was? Or was it something else, something…Deeper? He couldn't truthfully say he wanted to find out just yet. After all, Zexion was still being as cold to him as ever…but he had told him how he had been doing. That was an improvement from him not saying anything at all.
Still though, Demyx wanted more. He wanted Zexion to be his friend, to open up to him, no matter how long it took! Zexion would be Demyx's friend, and nothing would come between Demyx and his goal. Not even death! … Okay, maybe that would come between him and his goal. But…eh, he just wouldn't think about that.
So here he was, heading down the hall to Zexions room. He was hoping that he would get to talk to Zexion a little bit more today, if Zexy was in a good mood anyways, and that was pretty rare.
Zexion's POV
Knock, knock.
Zexion almost groaned. He had smelled Demyx as soon as the blonde had gotten within twenty feet of his room, and he had hoped that he was just going to keep walking, just pass by, but it sounded like that wasn't going to happen.
What's with this guy? He keeps bothering me! Was what Zexion thought as he pulled open his door to reveal none other then who he'd expected. Demyx grinned as soon as the door opened, obviously happy that he had opened the door. There! There it was again, what were supposed to be non-existent, they were showing again. Emotions. Demyx was happy. Zexion was exasperated. Hah! No hearts my ass…
"Zexion! Glad to see you opening your door and being social!" Those words cut abruptly into his thoughts, making him turn his focus onto Demyx. Was that his way of greeting? How odd…
"If you're here to just bother me, I'll shut the door now and not answer it for you again." There, that should make him calm down a bit. Or freak him out.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! No need to get like that Zexy, I'm just here to say hi and see how you're doing!" Looks like it was the latter.
"Fine. Hi. I'm fine. And how are you?" Maybe Demyx missed the cruel sarcasm in his voice because he grinned again, as if Zexion had just made his day. Maybe he was just ignoring the sarcasm.
"That's good! And I've been pretty well myself, thank you." Zexion liked to think he was just to optimistic and kind to be mean right back to Zexion. Though, Zexion couldn't help but feel a little bad now. Demyx hadn't done anything to him-it was almost as if the poor guy was just trying to be his friend. If so, Zexion couldn't see why. No one wanted to be his friend. He was the creepy, cold and cruel loner. So why is the most optimistic, hyper, and happy member trying to be-friend him?
"Um…well, have you done anything interesting lately?"
"Can't say I have. Yourself?"
"Nope."
"I see."
There was silence for a moment. Finally, Demyx managed a weak grin and a wave before turning and walking off without another word. Zexion rolled his eyes and shut his door, once again musing on the concept of emotions and hearts, but there was also something new added to his thoughts.
Why was Demyx making him feel emotions?
Demyx's POV
I did it! I got to carry on a conversation with Zexy! Demyx mentally rejoiced. Finally, his goal was starting to look a little more possible! Zexion had seemed annoyed at first when he opened the door, and then, even cruel sadistic-ness had entered his voice. Then he had actually talked in a normal voice, as if…As if…
No, never. Zexion hadn't felt bad; Zexion didn't feel emotions, unlike him.
Then, it hit him.
Zexion truly thinks we don't have hearts, don't have emotions! That's why he looked so confused, that one day. He was starting to realize something he hadn't realized before.
Demyx couldn't help but laugh. He had realized long ago that they had hearts and emotions; it was pretty obvious to him. Sure, The Superior denied it and said they were heartless and emotionless, but that doesn't mean its true. He didn't have to listen to that old man! Well, in a way, he did, but…He didn't have to listen to everything he said per say. So he wouldn't!
We have emotions, we have hearts. He thought, as he walked through the corridors towards his room.
And I'll help Zexion realize it!
End Chapter Three
Heehee! Done with chapter three! R & R please, if you like!
-BlackWind92
