Brotherly Love

The Boomerang

Disclaimer: KINGDOM HEARTS. FILL ME WITH THE POWER OF DARKNESS!

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"Zell!" Demyx's ever-so-cheerful voice yelled for his brother as he entered the house. He kicked his shoes off by the front door and dropped his backpack on the ground, jumping the stairs two steps at a time. Today was the day he asked his brother for some much-needed advice.

"What is it?" A blonde head popped out of the second door down the hall, and Demyx was briefly reminded of a Chocobo's ass- but he didn't comment, knowing that many mullet comments would be spat back.

"I need your help." Demyx made his way down the hall, but upon hearing the word 'help' Zell's eyes had widened and he pulled his head back into his room, shutting the door and allowing the lock to click into place. Demyx pouted for a second, pondering if he really was the older one at this utter display of immaturity coming from his sibling.

He knocked on the door. "Come on Zell! I mean it this time!"

"You said that last time, too!"

"But how was I supposed to know that Seifer was gonna molest you!"

There was a thud as Zell's sneaker, most likely, hit the door. "He didn't molest me and that wasn't the point!"

Demyx huffed, crossing his arms. It wasn't his fault that Zell couldn't even swim properly- and how was he supposed to know that people sink when they're leg is caught in an anchor's chain?

And that whole Seifer giving his brother CPR thing was so not-his-fault.

Demyx just didn't want to kiss his own brother.

ew.

"But you guys got together anyway." Demyx muttered indignantly, kicking the door none-too-gently. There was another thump, this time of a body, and a shuffling of clothes before the lock un-clicked and Zell's suspicious sapphire eyes peered at him from the doorway.

"What do you want help with?" Zell asked the question with much caution- but Demyx just gave him a wide grin and pushed the door open, knocking Zell back into the room.

"I need you to give me advice on how to get Zexion to like me." Demyx clasped his hands together. eyes wide and hopeful.

Zell didn't mean to burst out laughing, he honestly didn't.

"Z-Zexion?" The older teen gasped out, clutching his aching sides. Demyx's bright face darkened into a scowl and he crossed his arms. It was true that Zexion generally didn't like anything but giving someone a good mind-fuck, but Demyx knew that deep down, Zexion was a kind and caring person.

"Yes, Zexion. Now are you gonna help me or not?"

Zell allowed himself a moment of recuperation from the laughing fit, wiping a tear out of his eye. "Yeah, kiddo- I'll help you. But you have to promise to stop spyin' on me and Seifer for Irvine, okay? I don't need you to start geting perverted habits like him." Zell motioned to his bed, where the two of them could sit.

Demyx obeyed, taking a seat closer to the television set while Zell sat next to him. "I'm not a kiddo-you're barely a year older than me." The blonde boy grumbled, only slightly put-out.

"So- have you tried telling Zexion you like him?" Zell began, filtering through his mind the many pre-dating conversations he'd held with Seifer.

"Yes."

"... okay. Uh, well what did he say?"

"He didn't say anything, he just kinda gave me a funny look and went back to reading his book." When Demyx finished, Zell realized that this may have been harder than he'd initally assumed.

It was time to call in reinforcements.

"Hang on, lemme call Seifer." Zell didn't let Demyx argue as he grabbed his cell-phone off of his night stand and dialed his boyfriend's number. After two rings, Seifer's voice greeted him.

"What's up, Chicken?" Zell rolled his eyes at the incessantly annoying nick-name.

He glanced at Demyx before speaking. "Seifer, Demyx and I need your advice, do you have enough time to listen or are you at work?" As he spoke, he could hear the background noises of the mall coming from Seifer's end of the line. Seifer laughed lightly.

"Actually I'm on my break, so I have a good ten minutes or so, why? Do I have to break some faces in?"

"No, nothing like that... er.. I'll give the phone to Demyx." Zell handed his cell over to his younger brother, who held the device to his ear and relayed the story to Seifer.

After Seifer finished laughing quite loudly into Demyx's ear, he offered his advice- which made Zell realize that maybe asking Seifer wasn't such a good idea.

"Follow him around and bug him until he talks to you, s'what I did with Zell."

God, Zell really hated Seifer right now, watching his little brother's face light up before thanking Seifer and Zell and dashing out of the room to make a trip to the library to harass Zexion before dinner.

Zell held the phone to his ear. "... you're going to hell for that."

Seifer laughed again.

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Yeah.. This one is less advice and more stalking tactics. I.. think this is stupid.

Once again- this story is something that I do in my free time for fun, and it is not beta'd or even looked over.

And if you complain about Seifer/Zell, you're going to hell. XD

And that rhymes, so it must be true.