So yeah heres chapter 3 and i'm actually really happy with how it turned out :D hope you like it and i'm happy i actually managed to post on schedule :D next chapter will probably be up sometime between wednesday and next sunday.
Chapter 3
Demyx woke up the next morning, feeling somewhat sleep deprived and confused by what he'd done last night. His mind filled with misunderstanding. What was happening to him? Was he seriously falling for the anti-social slate haired boy? And what about Axel? In little under 2 weeks Demyx's world had completely been turned upside down. Left was right, up was down, right was wrong and no was most defiantly yes.
He took a single glace at the clock and saw it as being just a few minutes after 6 am. Eager to get away from Zexion, and all thoughts involving him, Demyx quickly dressed and grabbed his keys and wallet before leaving his silent sleeping roommate. Within 5 minutes he was driving the almost deserted streets of Radiant Garden. It was the first time since he'd been here that he really paid attention to the people and places he passed. He took the next turn heading for the usual cyber café, but instead of that he noticed a small music shop just a few doors down.
Without even considering the matter, he pulled his car up in the usual car park before heading straight for the music shop. As his steps grew closer to the shop, he saw the sign hanging about the shop. In a mixture of blue and white swirls, appearing as waves crashing in a storm, the sign proclaimed the name of the shop to be Melodious Nocturne. He wasn't exactly sure why but he instantly liked the name, believing it to have a mysterious ring to it.
He noticed the sun, steadily rising half way up the sky, over his shoulders as he took the last few steps to the door. What time was it? He had a feeling he'd been driving around for over an hour before spotting the shop, but luckily for him he didn't have any classes until that afternoon. Reaching out he took the door handle, swinging the door open to hear a bell announcing his presence. He stepped into the store and saw a tall man with long black hair, with a few white streaks, pulled back into a ponytail at the base of his neck; he also had a scar across the left side of his face and a black eye patch covering his right eye.
The man behind the counter mumbled something to Demyx as he entered, he presumed it was something along the lines of a hello, never once taking his gaze off the guitar in front of him that he was restringing. Going deeper into the store, Demyx gazed around him in amazement and awe, never had he seen quite so many amazing different instruments in one place at the same time. Back home, in Traverse Town, the only music store in town was small so it only ever carried a small selection. But Melodious Nocturne seemed to be completely different.
Rounding the corner past a grand piano, he found the back wall covered in new guitars, ranging from cheaper basic ones for beginners to ones costing thousands aimed at professionals. Over the years it had become apparent to Demyx that his second favourite instrument had to be guitar, but he was sad to say there had been an incident about a month ago with his ever faithful acoustic guitar. He'd pushed Larxene a little too far and the following morning he'd woken to see his guitar scattered in pieces across the garden, finding new found fear for his sister that day, but all the while thankful she hadn't gone after his sitar.
Taking quick glances at the guitars lining the wall, the blonde noticed one which made him take a retake of the instrument. It was almost the same shape and size as his old one, made of a dark creamy brown wood with mixtures of blue patterns framing it. He picked it up testing its weight and found it had most likely been sat in the same spot for months now. Brushing of the coating of dust Demyx readjusted it in his arms and played a few simple chords to test the sound, finding it perfectly in tune.
Moments later Demyx exited the shop, guitar in hand, after saying goodbye to the shop owner, who he'd found out was called Xigbar. By this point the sleep deprivation was really starting to hit Demyx, hard. So as he passed he quickly ducked into the cyber café grabbing himself a coffee, before exiting minutes later and heading back to his car. He quickly downed his drink before going back to his random driving.
While playing close attention to everything around him, the musician found himself coming to a stop next to a local park. He strode away from his car and took a seat on the lush green grass under the shade of a tree, looking out towards a small clear pond sparkling in the, now bring, sunlight. Before he knew it he'd began playing a soft melody, perfectly fitting to his surroundings.
The blonde wasn't sure how long he'd been sat in the same spot playing but the heat gradually grew as the sun got higher, in result making him even more tired than he already was, somehow. He also wasn't sure when, or why for that matter, but somehow after an unknown amount of time the slate haired boy made his presence known to Demyx. From behind him Zexion came around the side of the tree, taking a seat in front of Demyx, leaving about a foot between them before saying. "Hey, so you play more than just sitar then?...You're good by the way."
Demyx was slightly shocked by the sudden presence next to him and was almost instantly forced to hide is face, in an attempt to hide the slight blush brought on by Zexion's comment. "Oh…erm hi. Thanks, yeah I dabble with a few things." (In actually fact he played 8 instruments including: Guitar, Piano, Drums, Trumpet, Bass, Flute, Violin and his favourite, Sitar.) He carried on playing, hoping to calm himself and to lower the awkward atmosphere beginning to form between the two boys.
Wait…what? Is this actually happening? Why is he talking to me all of a sudden? And why now of all times? He thought to himself puzzling different ideas; deciding there was no use since he was pretty sure he'd get no answers. Might as well use this as a chance to get him talking I guess. Without really thinking he blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Do you play anything?" He didn't really take in the fact that it was fairly obvious Zexion wasn't a musician until after he'd already spoken the words, just by living with him for just over a week Demyx could tell the other boy favoured literature over music.
Demyx allowed himself to glance up from his guitar to the boy next to him, finding it was the completely wrong idea. He'd never seen the slate haired teen with an expression quite like the one he had now. His head tilted slightly to one side, revealing both of his deep blue eyes, staring intently at Demyx, looking him straight in the eyes, all the while with a slight smile curling the very edges of his lips. "Nah, music's never been my thing."
Both of them sat unmoving on the grass, simply staring back at the other. The shorter of the two's smile grew ever so slightly when the blonde didn't look away. Which made it harder for Demyx to resist the urge to close the small gap between them and press their lips together. The boy in front of him just seemed to perfect; Demyx couldn't even find the words to describe him. He remembered the warm touch of Zexion's cheek, the soft feel of his hair and the calming sensation of the boys breath on his hand. All of it making it resistance that bit more difficult. Neither boy seemed to realise what they were doing but both seemed do have come closer, leaving just 3 inches between them. Just a little more Demyx thought to himself, as he began to feel his roommate's soft warm breath on his cheeks.
However luck didn't seem to be on the blonde's side. Just second before the distance was closed to loud ringing from his phone in his pocket sounded, forcing both boys back to reality and sending a deep scarlet blush across the shorter boys face, who attempted to hide the blush with his slate coloured choppy fringe. Reaching deep inside his pocked, Demyx pulled out his phone revealing a text from Marluxia reading:
Demyx get your arse here now! You owe me one!
Somewhat more aggressively than he should have done, he shoved his phone back into his pocket before saying "Sorry, got to go. See you later." Both happy and sad about leaving Zexion, he jumped up from his seat on the floor, grabbed his new guitar and ran the whole way back to his car, without a moment's hesitation to hear Zexion's response.
When he was sure that he was out of Zexion's sight and sound range, Demyx aggressively wrenched the car door open and slamming it closed as soon as he was inside. He threw the guitar into the back seat before turning around and smashing his hand down against the steering wheel and saying, in a slight rage "I'm going to fucking kill you Marluxia, just as soon as I get my hands on you!" The musician hadn't quite realised just how much the interruption had annoyed him until that moment.
He slammed his fist against the steering wheel once more, but not for Marluxia, this time instead for Zexion. He spoke to himself once more but his voice filled with more sadness than aggression this time "Fuck, Zexion why do you have to be so confusing. One day you don't want a thing to do with me, now you're smiling and talking to me just as if we've known each other for years! Do you realise just how much I want you…and just how much I still love Axel? Why did I have to chose here of all places? If I'd just stayed at home I'd be with Axel right now and we'd be happy and I wouldn't have to question everything I'm feeling."
He broke down, once again, into tears, for the fourth time in the last 24 hours. He never had been the best at handling his feelings, a single moment of confusion or stress and normally he'd find his way straight into Axel's arms to cry, but now what was he supposed to do, Axel was 6 hours away and he was one of the reasons Demyx was so upset. After a few minutes of letting out his sadness and anger, he forced himself to find the will to drive to Marluxia's.
Luckily by the time he'd reached his friend's apartment, there was little evidence left that the blonde had been crying again. Before he even had time to knock on the door is flew open and with a blur of pink, a pair of hands were thrown across Demyx's eyes. "Ahhh damn it Marluxia, what's this all about! I've got classes in like an hour." The small of the two said as he tried to struggle free.
"Oh shush! You'll be thanking me in a few minutes when you find out what I've done for you!" The pink hair boy said as he guided his friend into the apartment. "Ok im going to let go of you now. But keep your eyes closed I'll be back in a second."
Demyx heard felt the hands lift off his face and did what his friend told him, keeping his eyes closed. He heard Marluxia's footsteps fade slightly as he walked away from Demyx, only to be replaced by a slightly lighter but less graceful pair of footsteps. Before Demyx even had time to process who was approaching him, he had a pair of thin warm arms wrapped around his waist.
Without even having to open his eyes he knew just exactly who it was holding him, Axel. He didn't care how or why but his boyfriend was here and that was all that mattered. Demyx opened his eyes wide looking straight into the taller boys emerald green eyes, a wide grin stretched across the spiky redhead's face and Demyx just couldn't resist pushing their lips together, while grinning himself.
It wasn't until after the kiss ended that he remembered just what he'd been doing before he'd come here. Feeling ashamed of himself he buried his head into Axel's chest with a few silent tears begging to stream down his face.
It had taken Demyx a good 15 minutes to convince Axel he'd just been crying because he'd missed him that much, which the flaming redhead couldn't really argue with, the blonde could really keep himself together without him. Once the blonde had calmed down Axel explained how he'd managed to get an apartment in the same block as Marluxia…the only problem with that was that it meant living with Larxene (a fact both her and Marluxia were happy about since they had been on the verge of getting together for over a month now, but Marluxia's apartment was just too small for more than one person.)
Demyx was cuddled up to Axel on the sofa when he glanced at the clock, seeing he had less than 15 minutes till his class started. With a slight shocked gasp he jumped up from his seat grabbing his car keys and practically running out the apartment shouting over his shoulders at his friends and sister looking at him confused. "Sorry guys! I'm gonna be late! See you later!"
It was 7:30 by the time Demyx got back to his room, with Axel following just a few steps behind him, his boyfriend had insisted on meeting Demyx's roommate that night, much to Demyx's disapproval; he still had to figure out what to do about the two of them. As the day had unfolded it had become apparent that Demyx hadn't really missed Axel as much as he'd though, he also realised that Axel's touch didn't bring the same electric it once had, not like the electric he felt when his and Zexion's had had brushed the day before.
The two were sat curled together on Demyx's bed, Axel hanging around Demyx's waist while Demyx's played his new guitar, when Zexion returned. Demyx wasn't really sure how to approach Zexion with the subject of Axel, especially after what happened between them earlier. But then turns out Demyx didn't have to be the first to speak, Axel spoke from his resting place on Demyx's shoulder. "So this is the infamous Zexion I've heard about then?" Demyx was extremely glad that Axel hadn't referred to Zexion as "Sexy Zexy" like he usually did. "Why don't you introduce us Demyx?" he carried on giving the blonde a slight nudge.
"Fine, fine, fine, give me chance. Axel this is my roommate Zexion. Zexion this is my…my boyfriend Axel." He avoided meeting Zexion's eyes when he said the last few words. Never once in the almost 2 weeks of living together had Demyx ever once mentioned being gay, let alone having a boyfriend. For the rest of the night Zexion remained almost silent, right up to the moment Axel left almost an hour later.
"So…you have a boyfriend?" Zexion mumbled almost inaudible, at just gone 1 in the morning. Neither of them had managed to fall asleep, because of shame for Demyx and sadness for Zexion.
"…Yeah, I'm sorry." That was the last thing they said to each other that night, both deciding to leave it at that and forget everything that happened between them.
So yeah thats chapter 3 :) i was SOOOO tempted to have Dem and Zexy kiss but i thought making it an almost kiss would drive Dem even closer to insanity lol but im going to try getting more Zemyx in in the next chapter (or chapter 5 not decided yet)