(A/N) I've been listening to the Sweeney Todd sound track and it just inspires me to write this so much! 3rd chapter! Axel screws up BAD.
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Axel decided to give Demyx some space, hoping that he could pull himself out of his slump with his music. Doing this, he carried on with his daily activities.
Right now he was sitting on the couch in the library beside Zexion. The cloaked schemer was reading a book without a title as Axel played with some fire in his hands. The pyro glanced over the intelligent man. He might be able to tell him why Demyx was acting that way seeing he was the last person to see Demyx before he went into his slump.
"Hey Zexion," he began.
Zexion looked up from his book at him, glasses balanced on his nose. He knew it, even Zexion's eyes weren't as empty as Demyx's had been.
"You were with Demyx yesterday, right?" Zexion nodded.
"I was."
"Do you have any idea why he's been acting weird?"
That had Zexion's attention and he closed his book. There were only three nobodies in the entire organization that Zexion liked and they were Marluxia, Vexen and Demyx. And he was protective of the people he liked.
"Demyx." He replied, "Yes, he has been acting rather strangely lately, hasn't he?" Zexion paused for thought.
"You were the last one who hung out with him yesterday, right?" Zexion came out of his thoughtful trance.
"Yes. I was…It could have something to do with the movie we watched yesterday…"
"Movie? What movie?"
"We saw Sweeney Todd. The musical."
"A musical?" This was starting to make sense. Music always had a big impact on Demyx's mood, "What kind of music was it?"
"Mostly sad music. Some about cannibalism, some about loss, some about loneliness…"
Axel's eyes widened and he stood up. He had to go see Demyx, now that he knew what was wrong. Sadly, when Axel stood up, the ball of fire accidentally flew out of his hand…right onto Zexion's book.
The cloaked schemer jumped up, the book falling out of his lap. He quickly took off his leather cloak, throwing it over the flaming object, smothering the fire. When the small man retrieved his cloak he saw that the book he was reading was now no more than a pile of ash.
Zexion was now clad in only a black t-shirt and shorts and though this was slightly cute, (A/N- Thinking from Marluxia's point of view XD) the exorsist-ish way he looked back up at Axel scared him.
"Uh…bye!" Axel said as he sped out of the room.
The pyro raced through the halls, half to get away from Zexion, half to find Demyx. Axel turned corners and cleared halls until he came to a staircase leading down to a forking hallway.
Not being the patient type, he didn't stop to descend the stairs like a normal person would. He decided it would be faster to hop over the railing. Which he did.
It wasn't until after he had cleared the railing that he noticed that Demyx was sitting in the hallway, scribbling something down on note paper with his sitar laying beside him.
Demyx looked up surprised, and watched as Axel landed on his feet beside him with a sickening crunching sound. Both looked down in horror as they saw what had created the sound. Axel was standing on top of Demyx's sitar. That was now smashed to bits.
Axel slowly stepped off of the pile that used to be Demyx's prized possession, the said pile that Demyx continued to stare at, speechless.
"Demyx, I am so…" It seemed by now Demyx had found his voice again. He shot up from where he was sitting, note paper flying everywhere and looked at Axel with watery eyes.
"AXEL?!" he screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!"
Now this was the first time Axel had ever heard Demyx raise his voice or swear so he was left in utter shock. Tears welled up in Demyx's eyes and he turned on his heel and ran down the hall.
"Demyx, wait!" Axel called after him, but Demyx didn't stop. That was just as well, because Axel didn't know what he would say even if he did.
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(A/N) There's the third chapter. Poor little Demyx. His day just keeps on getting worse and worse. I WILL NOT UPDATE AGAIN UNTIL I GET 10 REVIEWS GOT IT MEMORIZED? So please review!
