Well, here's the next chapter. It was meant to be longer, but I got stuck, so I thought "What the heck?" and published this instead.

Enjoy!


Melodies and Rumor Mills

Demyx trembled in bed, praying that Saix would never know this was his idea.

It was nearly seven in the morning, the time when Saix usually got up. Silver was just finishing off her masterpiece on Saix's right hand.

A whole pile of whipped cream was sprayed into his hand, and Silver placed a cherry on the top.

"Why do you put a cherry there?" Demyx asked as he settled in to sleep.

"Because I love to do it, and it's funny when the cherry hits them in the eye."

Demyx just shook his head and lied down to try and sleep for a little longer.

"Right now to finish it off…" Silver pulled out a feather from underneath the bed and gently tickled Saix nose.

She dashed off just as Saix groaned and brought up his right hand to swat the irritating thing away from his nose.

SPLAT!

"What the-"

Saix sat up and realized he couldn't open his eyes. Wiping at the offending substance he opened his eyes to see cream on his hand and a cherry on the bed.

Taking a quick lick to confirm it was actually cream and not something else, Saix growled and got up to look for his cousin. She is going to be one dead bitch!

At least he didn't have to look far.

Snuggled next to Demyx was his cousin, sleeping in his arms. Sniggering, Saix took out his camera and took a photo of the scene in front of him. This was worthy enough to go into Axel's blackmail file.


Later on in school, Saix and Axel were sitting together by the window in their art class. Nether were very good in art, but Larxene had made them join with her. Her little sister, Namine was also in art class, but just in the lower grade.

"Well, you said you have something for me." Axel said, looking at his friend.

"Mm, I do." Saix leaned down to grab his folder.

Axel was the professional blackmailer of the school. No task is too big or too small. There was just on requirement; you have to get the blackmail yourself. Unless of course you were a good friend.

"Hmm, it has to be something I can work with. Yanno, like paste it up on the walls, like I did with the puppy picture, or maybe something to spread on the- Whoa!"

His rant had been interrupted by Saix shoving a picture in his hands.

"Well, I thought Demyx said he didn't like pyros. What the hell is this?"

Saix smirked; sniggering wasn't something he did in public.

"I got it this morning. Silver pranked me. I was going to kill her but then I saw this and I thought blackmail was better."

Oh, this was going to top Axel's records for sure. Axel grinned evilly. He was going to get suspended for this, but oh well.


Demyx and Silver both had English, a subject Demyx wasn't very good at. He was good with words and could read well, but he just didn't listen; English was rather boring.

Silver, on the other hand, loved English. Her talent for stories won many a teacher's praise.

Demyx was meant to be writing an essay, but he didn't know what the topic was. He looked at Silver to copy off her, but he was amazed at how much she had written already.

"Um, Silver?" Demyx asked shyly. Silver looked up once and continued writing.

"Silver, I need help."

Silver placed her pen down, gesturing for his book.

"I haven't written anything."

Resisting the urge to bang her head on the table, she wrote a note and passed it to him.

The essay topic is 'Do you support war?' and it has to be at least two pages long.

Demyx nodded his head and got to work, only to be distracted by a passing butterfly. He sighed and watched it flutter around outside. Silver noticed and sighed, grabbing his book to scribble down a few notes for him.

The bell cut into Demyx's daydream. He started and looked up to see everyone handing in their essays. Feeling guilty, he looked down at his empty book and found it was not empty at all. Feeling puzzled, he got up, packed his things and headed for the door.

"Well," Mr. Julius said. "Did you finish you essay?"

Demyx just nodded and handed him his book.

"Well, this is new." Mr. Julius opened the book, flipping to the essay. He blinked.

"War is like a bad song; it's not very popular and leaves the producer in shambles.

War is a useless, time wasting effort. The symphony of dying men is something not all want to hear.

Let love ballads rule the earth and drown out the drums of war."

"Well, this is different." Mr. Julius remarked.

"Thank you, sir." Demy said. It was clear that his teacher was not going to say anything more, so he left.


"I cannot believe this!" Silver shrieked, looking at her locker. All over it were pictures of Demyx. And in the middle, was a picture of the two of them, sleeping.

"Ooh, Axel is going to burn in HELL!" Silver growled, rummaging through the pictures that overflowed her locker to get to her books. A crowd had gathered and was whispering to each other.

"That's going to set the rumour mill in motion." She muttered, dumping her school books in her bag.

She set to work, pulling down most of them. The cutest, she left on, but she took off the picture of them asleep. Just in time, too.

"Hey!" Silver turned around to see her best friend making her way over to her.

"Did you enjoy the party?" Roxas asked, blue eyes wide as he looked at the stack of paper in her hands.

"And I thought I was a good photographer." Roxas said, looking at the pictures of Demyx.

"I didn't take those." Silver muttered, snatching them away and placing them in her bag. "Axel did."

"Oh, that would explain the poor quality paper." Roxas replied, nodding his head. "Axel can't afford the gloss paper I have."

"Mm, yeah, that's true."


Axel sighed and sat down, congratulating himself on a job well done.

"You not afraid that she'll get you back?" Axel asked Saix as the man sat down beside him.

"Nup, Roxas is here today. He'll keep her busy."

Axel shrugged and bit into a pepperoni salad sandwich.

It was nice outside, there was a soft gentle breeze and the flowers were coming into bloom. Spring was Silver's favourite part of the year.

"Hmm, it's spring, right?" Saix said, brows furrowed in thought.

"Yeah, so?"

"Where's Marluxia?"

Marluxia was a flamboyant young male, about the same age as Silver, who was nineteen. Most of his friends could spot him a mile away due to his rather pink hair. He always insisted that it was a brownish colour, but everyone said pink and it stuck.

Marluxia was also a huge lover of flowers. Normally, he would be outside in the gardens, admiring all the flowers that came into bloom.

But it had been spring for about three days now, and he was nowhere in sight.

Axel was worried. "Maybe he's sick?"

Saix shook his head. "I saw him in Chemistry today."

"Hey guys!"

Axel groaned. "Okay, now I wish he was sick."

Marluxia walked up to them. Today he was wearing flare jeans and a tight black tee. His many bangles and bracelets jingled with his movement.

"Guess who I found!" He said, smiling gleefully.

"Who?" Saix said disinterestedly.

"Her name is Silver! She has blue hair, kind of like your hair Saix, except its got silver streaks."

"Hmm," Saix said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Maybe because she's my cousin."

"Ooh, really?" Marluxia said, looking at him. "Well have you heard the rumors going around?"

"Trust Pinky to know." Axel muttered to Saix, who nodded in agreement.

Marluxia was the gossip king of the school; he knew everything that happens in the social life of the college students.

"Hmm, you want to know?"


Yeah well, there you have it!

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Next Chapter: Marluxia tell his friends about the rumors and Axel gets in trouble!