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I don't have internet at home at the moment, so this is a little late. I also don't know when it'll be fixed, so I'm uploading this chapter at school. And that's something I'm not comfortable with, not at all. All he time I'm glancing over my shoulder nervously if someone is looking what I'm doing -.-;; it's annoying really. But since you all like this story so much it's the least I can do, right?
I must say I really enjoyed writing this chapter, even though there isn't much Zemyx fluff.
Enjoy.
Demyx released a exasperated sigh when the door closed behind Zexion. That could've got worse, not much though. Luckily Zexion hadn't noticed what was going on, he would've killed him. Demyx felt tired, he just wanted to go to sleep, but he knew there was still one thing he had to take care of.
The door had a silver VIII painted on it, like with every other bedroom door of the organization members. It was located right next to his own bedroom. He didn't really like that. Axel is a good guy, but he'd rather have a room next to zexy's. However no-one except himself could apparently see the logic that nine did indeed come right after six. He shook his head to bring his thoughts back to what mattered right now. Knocking briefly on the door he opened it without waiting for a reply. Great, Axel was sleeping. Now he had to wake him up, and Axel wasn't always happy early in the morning. Whatever, he just had to risk it. He had to make sure that none of this left Axel's mouth, ever. A sharp poke in the side made the Flurry of Dancing Flames sit up straight immediately, wide awake. He looked around and catching sight of Demyx his expression turned into a dangerous glare.
"What the hell, dude. I'm trying to sleep." He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, "Already done screw-"
"Finish that sentence and I'm gonna dance water dance straight up your ass."
"Chill man. And go away now, I want to sleep." He said with a yawn, completely untouched by the threat.
"I just want to ask something of you."
"And what would that be?"
"You know what happened tonight, in the library?"
"I'm not sure I want to know." The redhead answered with a smirk.
"Pervert." Demyx commented, a small blush covering his face, "I want you to keep quiet about it."
"Don't worry about it. It's not like no-one knows or something." He shrugged.
"Wh-what?!"
"Come on, don't act so surprised. Lately you've been together for almost twenty-four hours a day, and you've been acting a lot more happy than usual. I noticed it some time ago, and Roxy has a pretty good idea of what's going on too."
For a moment Demyx was too stunned to say anything, "And what exactly is going on according to you?" he finally asked.
"Well, Roxy would say that you're in love, but I would just say you're screwing each others brain out."
Demyx' mouth fell open, "Ax, um, we, um…" he simply couldn't find the words, but the expression on his face said more than enough.
"You… aren't together are you?" Demyx nodded to confirm this, "So, what was that in the library about?"
"Well… he was kinda sleeping. And it was dark, so had to get closer to see his face. And so I leaned in and…" he fell silent, a bit ashamed of admitting all of this.
"Dude! I had no idea you had it in you! Welcome to the Molest-Cuties-In-Their-Sleep-Club!" he patted him hard on the shoulder.
"About that, I hadn't exactly come to the molesting part yet. That's where you interrupted." He explained, "I just want you to shut your mouth about it so no-one finds out."
"It's not like Zexy can hear it anyway." He joked, "But whatever, I won't say a thing."
"Thanks Ax." Demyx made his way out the door and to his own room. He crashed down on his bed and fell asleep instantly.
When Axel was sure the Nocturne was gone, he leaned over his bed, looking under it.
"The coast is clear Roxy, you can come out now."
"You should clean under your bed sometime, it's dirty." The blond commented while he crawled out of the dark spot and onto Axel's bed, making himself comfortable by snuggling close to him. Axel wrapped his arms around the shorter guy and let his hands wander lower automatically, but stopped when he heard the others voice.
"I swear if you're gonna molest me when I'm trying to sleep I'm gonna kill you."
"Aww, but Roxy, you know you like it."
"No." the other simply said, "Goodnight Axel."
"Night Roxy."
But not long after the silent night was filled with the angry screams of the blond nobody, telling a certain redhead to keep his hands to himself.
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Zexion was exhausted as he awoke the next morning. He felt like he didn't any sleep at all. He needed coffee bad. He got dressed and went to the kitchen, meeting Demyx on the way. He was happy and full of energy like always, it was like he had coffee running through his veins instead of blood, just the stuff he needed right now. He glanced sideways to look at the other and something in the pit of his stomach fluttered up on this thought. Damn it Zexion, he scolded himself, don't think about such things. Once in the kitchen Zexion made some breakfast for them, and Demyx took care of the coffee, he made the best. Strange enough, the situation wasn't awkward at all, neither of them was nervous around the other, not even after what happened last night. They ate their meals in silence as more members filled the room in search for food and coffee. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about the incident at dinner already. Well, except Vexen of course, who kept throwing nervous glances at the short man. Zexion however, was at peace and didn't even notice. It also became clear that Axel had done something wrong again, seeing as Roxas was in such a foul mood.
The rest of the day went by as usual. After breakfast they went off to the library, where Zexion picked up the book he started yesterday and Demyx began to play his sitar again.
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"Hey little dude."
"What do you want Xigbar?" the grumpy blond asked. It was clear he didn't have much sleep that night. He was never going to spend the night at Axel's place again. He knew the redhead would be devastated by this, but that what he deserved for molesting him like that. He limped lightly as he walked, trying not to hurt his behind even more.
"I see Axel didn't go easy on you last night." Xigbar snickered, "Could hear it too by the way. And I would be surprised if I was the only one." A smirk was plastered on his face.
"Shut up." Roxas growled at him, "At least I have someone, you still can't get your hands on Demyx, can you?" now it was his time to smirk.
"Almost Roxas, almost."
"Well, let me just tell you this." Roxas' smirk widened, "Last night Demyx almost joined Axel's club." Xigbar knew instantly what the blond was talking about. Everybody knew about the so called Molest-Cuties-In-Their-Sleep-Club of which Axel was the only member. It was a joke he'd made up once to explain why he was molesting Roxas. And thought everybody knew it was just a joke, hope filled Xigbar at hearing this.
"He tried to molest me in my sleep?!" He asked hopefully.
"Think about it Xigbar, since when are you a cutie?"
"Then… who?"
His face got an absolutely horrified expression when he realized something. It was Demyx who was assigned the mission to take care of Zexion. It was Demyx who spend all day together with the injured nobody. And it was Demyx who went to check on Zexion last night. The next second Roxas was alone again and Xigbar had run off to find Demyx. Shit, Roxas realized, now he really had screwed up the plan to keep it silent. Demyx was not going to be happy.
Aww, poor Roxas. But I've got something much worse in store for Xigbar *evil smirk*
I hope you enjoyed it despite the lack of Zemyx fluff in this chapter. I promise there'll be lots and lots of that in the next one.
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