Try?

I flinch slightly when Demyx attempts to fight his commander's orders.

Truefully, I wouldn't mind being back at the hospital.

Combat is something I'm horrible at.

Vexen looks at me reassuringly as Xemnas and Demyx fought vocally, something Xemnas easily won.

"Demyx they are staying and that's final."

Demyx looks at me, fear filling his beautiful eyes.

I force myself to look down to keep me from running into his arms.

"Look this is for the best of the unit," Xemnas explained, "there is no other choice."

I notice that I've captured the attention of the youngest member of the group.

"Zexion and I accept the responsibility that comes with officially being a part of this team." Vexen fills in for my ever growing silence.

"Good. Now I want some range and gun technique training for today. Axel, I want you to evaluate Roxas. Demyx you teach Zexion all you know about firing an automatic. Xigbar, you have Vexen. Lexaeus and Xaldin, both of you can switch off from being a scout and resting. Saix, you and I will discuss things in private. Everyone got it?"

"Yes sir!" Came the unison reply from all but me.

Demyx instantly seized my hand and drags me away from the group.

"Zexion this is nuts! You can't be here with little to no training in combat! It took me six months to make it into such an advance team like this. I can't teach you six months' worth of training in a few hours!" I could tell he was completely distraught.

"Demyx I have no choice in the matter." I say looking down, completely uncomfortable wearing my medical uniform out here.

His hands cup my face and I'm forced to look into his eyes.

"You have a voice Zexion. Xemnas won't listen to me. But he might listen to your logic."

Considering I was practically dragged here, I doubt it.

His lips lock onto mine, one of his hands leave my face to pull us closer.

I cling to his uniform like my life depends on it.

When the need for oxygen became too great, we pull apart.

"Zexion…please…I love you…try talking to him…"

"I-I love you too…and…I'll try."

He smiles at me, "Thank you, Zexy."

I almost cringe at the name.

"You know I don't like that nickname."
"But I do, and I think it's cute, just like you."

"I have a question though."

"Have at it."

"Is it…enjoyable to shot at gun?"

"For you, hell no! It probably bust your eardrums."

"Lovely."

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