Hiyo to my readers! Here we go again, another chapter of craziness and randomness from Kingdom High. It's taken me a little bit, but here it is. This week has just been plain ol' hectic. I've had two papers due this week, and both were put off until the night before (yeah, how so responsible of me XD). To my knowledge there is no more papers coming up for a while, so updating ought to be easier a bit.
Chapter Info: This is from the challenge that Firey-Moonlight gave me. I'd give the whole challenge here, but that would ruin some of the surprise of it, wouldn't it? So, you'll see exactly what I was given at the end.
Disclaimer: Me no ownie, as always. If I did own some part of the company, they would have kicked me off for having way too much fun with it
Most schools wouldn't let their students have a full day in school without classes and be free to do what they wanted, and expect everything to go orderly too. Most schools. Kingdom High wasn't like most schools. Kingdom High was a tad crazy.
The day before winter break had always been described by the teachers as mass chaos. Most of the rules went disregarded and completely broken. Yet the people in the higher levels kept saying to do it, while they weren't the ones who had to maintain at least a little order.
There were two options for the students that day. Either they watched the tournament going on in the gymnasium, or they watched the Christmas movies in the auditorium. Most students were in the auditorium, due to the fact that it was dark. It was easier to break rules in there, such as having CD players.
But for a small group of students, neither the auditorium nor the gymnasium was their choice. The art room was. Most people considered the art room just one art room, as in singular. Technically it was two rooms separated by a small glass room.
The art room was empty for the day. The two teachers that ran the classroom portions of it were judges of the tournament, and not present for any period of the day.
Axel, Sora, and Roxas were goofing off on one side of the glass room and Zexion, Demyx, Cloud, Leon, and Riku were actually working on the other. It was twelfth period, the last period of the day, and was half-over already. The group of workers was now getting slightly bored, or beyond slightly in Leon's case.
Zexion was nearing beyond slightly bored too. He was nearing going insane for another fifteen-minute wait. The book he had brought was finished, not only once but twice.
In the process of trying to zone out while others began talking, he ended up looking at what Demyx was working on beside him. It helped the whole boredom process if you watched what someone else was doing. Zexion became completely lost in watching Demyx write. After a couple seconds his curiosity got the better of him and he started to read it.
The words are stuck in my throat / I just can't say them
Zexion knew that Demyx did play in a band and concluded that it must be a new song. He wanted to know what it was about though. Demyx had never once looked troubled, not at the level the lyrics suggested. Demyx had always been carefree and joked around. Demyx was Demyx, right?
"What are you writing about?" Zexion asked Demyx.
Demyx jumped, having been completely absorbed in the piece. When he looked up a slight blush came over his cheeks.
He opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by the door connected to the glass room opening.
"Paint gun and water balloon fight!"
For a moment everyone simply stared Axel standing in the glass room doorway. At the desk moment they decided that a paint gun and water balloon fight was far more entertaining than trying to kill about fifteen minutes by just talking.
Axel ran back to tell Roxas and Sora while everybody was standing up.
"They're going to do it!" Everyone heard Axel shout.
"Riku, you have class here, where's the paint guns?" Leon asked.
"Back cupboard,'' Riku answered, pointing to the far corner.
"We're starting in a minute!" Sora shouted in to them. "And I'm timing!"
"So you better get the water balloons ready too!" Roxas added.
"Are there seriously balloons in here?" Cloud questioned Riku.
"Yeah, seriously. We've used them before."
"How?" Demyx asked.
Riku looked at the people around him and sighed. Of the five, he was the only one with an art class. It would be up to him to explain it.
"We fill the water balloons up with paint and we throw them at canvases. That's what we did last week."
"I think I'll take art next year,'' Demyx said. "Where are the balloons?"
Riku walked to the cupboard nearest to him and opened it up. Standing on tiptoe, he pulled a bag of balloons out of the back of it.
"Here, and if Sora's serious about the minute thing, we better get moving."
While Leon and Zexion pulled the paint guns out, Demyx, Riku, and Cloud filled the balloons at the three sinks.
Sora was serious about the minute thing, because the trio was standing in the glass room doorway ready to begin exactly a minute later.
Sora threw the first balloon, leaving no warning at all, and caught Riku square in his back. Riku turned around, letting lose a look that could scare Medusa, and flung his own balloon straight at Sora.
The fight erupted at full scale. Pretty soon paint was everywhere in the room and what wasn't multicolored was now just soaked to no end.
Axel climbed up onto one of the desks to get the best aim for the paint gun. Zexion climbed up onto another desk on the other side of the room to match him. Paint not only flew around at ground level, but also above everyone's heads too.
If the school hadn't been in chaos before, it certainly was then, because there was no longer any quiet section of the school.
After five minutes of steady fighting, the water balloon supply was low and at least one of the paint guns was completely empty. The room was drowned in paint, particular the walls of the glass room. Most of the stuff hanging up was soaked so bad it was wrinkled.
Most of the participants was thoroughly soaked and had multicolored hair. Riku's silver hair was streaked with red and blue, which was also runny to boot because of Sora's constant water balloon attack. Axel's red hair was now drenched in blue. Zexion's was now streaked with purple.
All in all, everyone was a mess.
While Zexion hadn't had any art classes this year, he had the year before, and remembered enough of the classroom to know where the refills were to the paint guns.
Problem? The refills were in the glass room, and Sora, Axel, and Roxas still stood in front of it. This was going to take planning, and careful use of what he had left. Not to mention some back up, as much as he didn't want to admit that.
Zexion made quick eye contact with his group, and took off running. Axel did manage to get him a couple times, as well as Sora with one of his water balloons. Zexion didn't get stopped though, and he had expected that. To his immense relief, the door to the glass room he was trying was indeed open, there were two and Roxas was standing in front of the one they had come through.
Zexion had been kneeling in front of the cupboard, ripping open one of the bags inside, when the door he had just come through flew open. It was Demyx.
Demyx tripped.
And landed on top of Zexion.
When Zexion opened his eyes again, the air knocked out of him, he was startled to see Demyx so close. Even more startled to see Demyx blushing.
Zexion thought about the lyrics, and thought about how Demyx had looked when he asked about it. He thought about it all. Maybe Demyx always smiled and always goofed off because it was 'normal'. It was what people expected of Demyx.
But maybe Demyx wasn't really always happy.
Like now.
And Zexion felt horrible that he had always missed it. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Songs were honest, right? Demyx couldn't lie in a song.
But what did he need to say? What would release him?
Demyx was looking uncertainly down at Zexion, and he knew it had to do with him.
And they both forgot about the paint gun and water balloon fight happening outside of the glass room. They both forgot about the paint guns lying on the floor around them. They just forgot where they were.
Demyx leaned down and kissed him.
"I love you."
Zexion knew that Demyx was released. The whole act was gone. He was Demyx again.
"You should have just told me, Demyx,'' Zexion whispered. "You shouldn't have put yourself through all of this. It's not like I hate you. I love you."
Zexion kissed him back.
The world they had forgotten outside of the glass room came rushing back with the sound of approaching footsteps towards the door. They rolled quickly away from each other, grabbing the paint guns again.
Leon was standing in the doorway.
"What's taking you so long?" He asked.
Zexion and Demyx looked at each other, no immediate excuse coming to either of their minds.
"We were attacking dust bunnies!"
Leon looked at Demyx for a long moment before bending down to grab a refill and walking back into the fight.
Zexion looked over at Demyx and started laughing.
"Dust bunnies?"
"Yeah, dust bunnies!" Demyx said, laughing too, a real laugh. "There's one right there on you."
Demyx lifted the paint gun and fired. Paint streaked across the top of Zexion's head, adding red to the purple already there.
"You are so lucky there's nothing in this gun anymore,'' Zexion told him, grinning.
The red already soaking into Zexion's hair couldn't have ruined that moment at all.
The only thing that could ruin that moment to any degree was the announcements starting. The school day would be over in a minute.
"Guess we better get out of here,'' Zexion commented.
"Yeah."
Standing up, they left the paint guns on the floor and walked out together. On the other side of the counter that split the glass room in half, Axel, Sora, and Roxas were heading back into their room.
Stepping inside the room that had taken the brunt of the attack, Zexion wondered vaguely how the art teachers would react. He could guarantee that they hadn't expected something like this to happen.
He also wondered what the teachers were going to think when they saw them in the hallway. If they were careful, they might be able to get out of the school without being stopped, but only if they were very careful.
Zexion's attention went to Demyx when he stopped dead in front of the notebook that he had been writing on. From feet behind Demyx, Zexion could see the paint streaks across the paper.
"Is it going to be okay?" Zexion asked.
Demyx turned and gave a smile to Zexion that was wide and one hundred percent real.
"Why does it matter? It's not true anymore."
Okay, there we go. Finished!
Okay, here's the full challenge. Like I said, I thought it might spoil it some to say it in the beginning. Firey-Moonlight asked for a DemyxxZexion pairing with paint guns, one minute made water balloons, and dust bunnies. It gave me a little trouble, but there it is.
My school really does that whole free day before winter break. My school, may I say, is crazy too..
Just to say, I didn't mean for it to get so serious on Demyx's behalf near the end, but it kind of ran away from me. For any kind of reference, if I say it ran away from me, that means it ran away from me while screaming XD, and it happens a lot.
So, hopefully this was still good. Leave a review for me, and thank you very much if you do! Also, feel free to leave a challenge, they're appreciated too!
Thanks!
