A/N: The prompt for this one was simply to write a Demyx/Luna. It's more friendship than relationship, but I like it.

Warnings: This will rot your teeth with cuteness. I'm not kidding.

Disclaimer: One day I'll own something, and then I'll have the last laugh.

Light Shines Through

Luna found the strange man with the empty eyes on the edge of the lake, around the side that was just off the edges of the Forbidden Forest. He was playing what appeared to be an oddly-shaped blue guitar, with large globs of water dancing wildly around him. Some were shaped like music notes, some were shaped like himself, and a few were shaped like women when the creatures apparently needed something else to dance with.

"What kind of creatures are those?" she asked curiously, stepping forward without fear even as one of the water-people came perilously close to her and then seemed to crumple in on itself, soaking her. Gently pushing her sodden bangs out of her eyes, she stopped closer to another one that was still spinning in tight circles and lifted her hand to inspect it.

"Don't do that!" the man said, strumming a sharp note on his instrument, and the creature moved swiftly away. "You could hurt yourself, they're a lot more dangerous than they look."

"They're beautiful," Luna said dreamily, smiling up at her fellow blond. "The light shines through them so perfectly. What did you say they were?"

"Uh. Just water. It's, you know, some magic I've been teaching myself. Outside of school and all."

"You don't go to Hogwarts," Luna giggled, eyes sparkling at him. "It's okay. You don't have to tell me what you are if you don't want to. A lot of people think things that I believe in aren't real, so it's okay to have something else that's real not be real."

"I don't quite follow you," the man said, his voice awkward as he scratched at his cheek. "Do you think I'm real, or do you think I'm not?"

"You're as real as anybody else I know," Luna said softly, and abruptly held out her hand. "By the way, my name's Luna. What's yours?"

"I'm Demyx," the man replied, giving her hand an uncertain shake. "It's, uh, nice to meet you."

"Yes, it is," Luna said vaguely, her eyes suddenly distant. "Your water-people disappeared."

Demyx looked startled to hear this, and nearly spun around in a complete circle looking for one of his creatures, but smiled when he faced her again. "I can bring them back, if you want," he said, grabbing her hand again and pulling her over to one of the large rocks that sat on the banks of the lake. "I have to concentrate on my music for them to exist, though. You don't mind?"

"I'd be happy to listen to you play."

The tall man smiled at her again and adjusted his grip on his possibly-a-guitar before starting up a gentle melody. The water-people slowly formed again, their movements much calmer this time. Luna smiled and watched them, and eventually found herself leaning against the man. He didn't seem to notice her weight on his arm, and just continued playing his soft music. The last thing she remembered was the feel of a soft kiss on the top of her head before sleep claimed her.

When she woke up, he was nowhere to be found, perhaps having dissipated into the air like the water he controlled.