Masquerade: Shit Just Got Real

As they arrived Demyx's old farm house, she was able to get him alone in the kitchen minutes after entering the door. He was attempting to make a plate full of snacks and arranging them so that all five different types of their favorite crackers and snack cakes could fit. After asking him if he was going to add any vegetables, she changed her tone.

"Alright, Demyx be honest." His head snapped up, immediately giving her his full attention. She lowered her voice into a hushed one. "Have you noticed anyone acting strange?" She decided it was best to make him trust her first before she interrogated him. She took a step closer, closing in the space between them. "You can tell me," she whispered, "I won't tell." Her voice seemed almost seductive; her thin smile on her red lips confirmed this.

He swallowed hard and his hands began to shake.

"I-uh-I-" He dropped the cracker he was holding. "I can't say that I have." She tilted her head to the side and placed a hand on the counter top. He quickly picked up the cracker and placed it with its kind on the plate.

"Really? Well, it seems to me like you're acting a bit suspicious...What are you nervous about?" She pried with a smile.

His shoulders dropped and his eyes swelled up with tears. "Okay, okay," he started, his voice cracking and higher pitched than normal. He began to talk with his hands. "I didn't mean to do it, I just couldn't resist!" He began to sob into his hands and Larxene's eyes grew wide.

"Oh my god you can't be serious." Her heart began to pound; she was not expecting this at all. She took a quick step back, slowly making her way far away from him as her hands slid across the drawers, subtly trying to find one where the knives were kept; it was the one right at the end.

"I got the cage from my car and just put her in it! She was so cold and lonely out there!" He sniveled up a bunch of mucus and continued sobbing.

"What are you talking about?" She questioned, finally finding the drawer and quietly opening it, not taking her eyes off of him.

"She was just so cute and-and- I know it was wrong! Please don't call the police!"

Her mouth was open and she was breathing faster. "Demyx, you killed an innocent human, you don't want me to report that?" He looked up from his hands, his eyes were all red and wet.

"What?" He questioned, his voice still cracking and higher pitched.

"You killed Xion." She stated, but wasn't too sure if that was a good idea. "Right?" She questioned, not to seem too blunt.

Axel, Roxas, and Zexion rushed in after hearing the commotion.

"What's going on in here?" Axel spat, noticing Larxene looking frightened and Demyx crying.

"I told you I didn't do it!" Demyx exclaimed. Everyone's eyes darted back and forth between the two, unsure of what they should do. "I picked up a kitten on the side of the road and didn't report it!"

Larxene heaved out a sigh and closed the kitchen drawer. "Oh my fucking god." She breathed. "You had me believing you confessed to the killing!" She returned to his side and patted his back roughly. "You need to calm the fuck down."

Axel's mouth dropped. "Are you serious? That's what this was all about? Back to wrestling." He exited back to the living room and plopped onto the sofa, followed by Roxas.

Zexion handed Demyx and pile of tissues.

"I think this is getting too out of hand." He crossed his arms as Demyx grabbed an orange bottle of medication. He was diagnosed with some type of anxiety and freaked out about almost anything. "I suggest we shouldn't bring this subject up around certain individuals." He watched Demyx place a tiny pill into his mouth. "What do you think, Larxene?"

She looked away and crossed her arms.

"I was just trying to gather information, god." He left and joined the rest of the guys in the living room while Demyx was trying to compose himself. Larxene stepped outside onto the porch and pulled out her notebook from her purse.

She wrote down more information:

Demyx- Innocent? Situation seems to be the last thing on his mind.

She tapped her pen to her chin; she wanted something against Zexion. He seemed like he had more to tell. But, maybe he would reject the idea because he seems so dead against bringing it up again? She had to try something...Perhaps she could get a hold of someone he knew. But who else knows him well? Axel? She could always try that.

Suddenly it began to rain and the wind picked up, pulling the trees in one direction. Debris began to slap against the house. Demyx, already anxious enough as it is, decided to cover himself with a blanket.

Larxene went into the living room and sat next to her boyfriend. She decided she might as well try to look like she was interested.

Axel watched intently as his favorite wrestler body slammed his opponent, cheering and drinking his soda as he did so. When it cut to a commercial break about alcohol, he got up and went into the kitchen where the bathroom was. Larxene counted to one minute and went into the kitchen, waiting for him to come out. Once he did, she stopped him by placing a hand on his chest.

"Axel?" She asked innocently.

"Yeah?" He replied, determined to get back on the couch to watch his favorite sport. She slid her hand down to his stomach and smiled.

"I'm sorry about earlier, we good?" She decided to brush off the topic like that. He'll forgive and forget about it, leaving him more enabled to talk about it later at some point.

"Yeah, sure." Axel replied in a monotone; a good sign he'd forget what she was talking about. She kissed his cheek and he walked away. With that done, she decided to sit beside him again and stayed quiet the entire time. Every once in awhile she'd get a confused glare from Demyx. She was never this quiet.

The match was over and Roxas was asleep on the floor and all the snacks had been eaten between the three junk-food addicts better known as Roxas, Demyx, and Axel. The most anxious one of the three was fluttering his eyes and yawning. It seemed the only one who truly enjoyed wrestling was Axel and Axel only. It was nearing 3 PM and the storm was still strong. The wind howled and the thunder roared and Demyx seemed calmer.

Larxene was still unusually quiet and was browsing the internet on her phone. Zexion got up and went into the kitchen.

"Well," Axel stretched, "I think I'm gonna head home and hit the sack. It's time for my cat nap." He got up too quickly and began to see stars. "Ready Larxene?" They ended up coming here in the same car, but she was far from being ready.

"Nah, I'll jog home. It's only like a few minutes away anyways." She made her way into the kitchen, not even making eye contact with her boyfriend. He swiped his car keys from the end table, giving a confused glare.

"Okay then." He shrugged, said his goodbyes, and kicked Roxas in the side before stepping out the front door. His headlights faded down the road in the pouring rain. Demyx slid on his yellow rain coat and brown boots.

"I've gotta check on Chester, I'll be back!" He stepped through the kitchen porch door and made his way to the old barn out back. Chester was his favorite stallion and he had, had him since he was five. Originally he had been named Freckles due to the gray spots on its coat, but he liked Chester better.

Opening the cupboard door, Zexion pulled out a small glass and began filling it with tap water. She leaned up against the counter beside him.

"I love it when it rains, "Larxene sighed, "there's just something about the calmness it brings." He brought the glass to his lips.

"I suppose." He set the glass on the counter. "Is there something you want?" She let out a sigh and stretched out her arms with a cat-like yawn.

"Mmm, nothing really in particular." She replied in a breath, letting out another over-dramatic yawn. "Remember that time we went to that sketchy club near the alley?" He looked away, staring out the glass door to the porch; it was downpouring. He breathed out a light sigh.

"Yes, I remember that. Why?"

She stood up straight, taking a step closer. "I don't know, it's just that you're so boring when you're in your little shell. You need to loosen up a lot." She bit her lip and smiled seductively.

He remained collected despite her antics. She was known to flirt with a few select people without Axel's knowledge. He probably wouldn't care much anyway if he found out; he was quite lethargic and it wouldn't be surprising if she was cheating on him.

"Are you saying that I should apologize for my personality?" He narrowed his eyes towards her as she crept closer, nearly touching him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and he swallowed.

"No," she smiled, "you just need to learn to have fun." She giggled and leaned her head in close to his ear while twirling a strand of his long bangs around her finger. She noticed him stiffen and he inhaled a bit sharply, causing her to smirk. "Now," she purred, "I think it's time that you and I had a talk, don't you think?" She was now leaning against him; he had to support himself by pressing his back against the countertop to keep from falling over. He slid his teeth on his bottom lip and looked down at the floor, carefully thinking of a plan to remove himself from this situation once again. "Don't you agree?" She asked, sounding a bit desperate. Her eyes never swayed from his, yet he never once looked at her.

"What would this discussion consist of?" He asked plainly. She just simply laughed.

"Oh, I just want to know some things that's all. Nothing major." She hung off his shoulder. "Maybe have a few drinks…"

Just as she was about to open her mouth to say more, Roxas stepped in and froze. Larxene quickly stepped away, clearing her throat. Slowly and awkwardly, he made his way to the freezer and grabbed a sea-salt ice cream and jogged out of the kitchen.

Larxene sighed, "I forgot about Roxas…Anyways, we should start investigating." She winked and smiled. "Oh, and I talked with Vanitas earlier and got some info to share about Roxas."

Zexion seemed to tense up a bit and she gave almost a concerned glare. "Why did you talk with Vanitas?"

She smiled. "Well I didn't feel like talking to Roxas, besides, I prefer talking to Vanitas any day of the week." She noticed that his hands were suddenly shut which was odd. "Did I do something wrong or...?"

"No." He quickly answered. "No it's not that. What did you find?"

"I'll text you later." She winked and slid her hand across his chest as she walked passed him and into the living room. "Shit." She mumbled. She had forgotten that Axel had left and she would need to jog home. She also forgot that it was literally downpouring. "Zexion!" She called out. "I need a ride home."

As he pulled into her driveway, she turned in her seat and stared directly at him.

"You know, the killer could be connected to either of us and neither of us would know." He shook his head.

"Why are you so obsessed with it?"

"Because we live in such a small town. The only people Xion knows is us; one of us has to know something, right?" He looked away for a moment and swallowed. "Right?" She repeated.

"I suppose."

She leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms, raising a brow. "Perhaps it could be you."

"Me?" He repeated in a scoff. "Why would you suspect that?"

"Oh, I don't know," she replied, slowly leaning towards him, her voice slowly dropping. "You're always so secretive. You hide everything. In fact, I actually don't know much about you."

"Axel's waiting for you." He changed the subject quickly. "He's probably wondering why we're sitting here."

She scoffed and flipped her wrist. "Please, that asshole is knocked out on his bed. I've lived with him for almost a year now. I catch up on his patterns." Zexion sighed and sunk in his seat. "I'm still suspecting you until you give me a reason to trust you." He just rolled his eyes, waiting for her to leave. "Meet me at my house at twelve tomorrow, we have a little meeting. Don't be late." She quickly got out and slammed his car door.

That next morning, Larxene was awoken to a knock on the door. It was probably Axel forgetting something again. He would usually leave for his job and come right back within an hour to grab his lunch or something. When she swung the door open with a sigh, her heart stopped.

"We're with the Twilight Town Police Department and we'd like to ask you some questions."

Shit just got real.

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