"Wow, that was... wow." Roxas watched the tape of last night again. As if Axel pulling a Shakespheare act wasn't crazy enough, by Raven having a bitch-fit, Axel and Larxene were going out.
Namine smiled at her boyfriend's confusion and leaned her head on his shoulder, "I witnessed it, and I can't believe it either. Maybe it's just meant to be." Roxas smiled and pulled Namine into an embrace. The blonde was a bright red, for she knew they both had the same thought: Like us.
"... You know, I'm still here." Roxas and Namine both looked up at Demyx, who was laying on the couch. "I'm not sleeping either." Demyx added, making Roxas and Namine sweatdrop. Demyx stretched and reached for his book o' songs. "Anyone got a word that rhymes with silver?" Roxas and Namine both shook their heads, making the songwriter sigh and start going through his list of words.
"I'm gonna kill her!" The door slammed open and Larxene brust in angrily, Axel close behind her.
"Kill her..." Demyx tapped his chin with his pen, "It'll work." Demyx nodded as he began writing. Larxene sent a glare in his direction, which was ignored. She then wrenched the remote from Roxas's hands and turned the TV to some old horror show. "I was watching that," Demyx told Larxene, never looking up from his book.
Axel sighed and looked at Demyx, "Who's the novel for?" Axel asked as he sat down on the floor next to the couch.
"Mary."
"Another one?" Axel sighed as he watched the show Larxene had on, something about a vampire fighting a mortal woman. "You're obsessed. It's been 5 months." Demyx ignored this and continued writing.
"You're one to talk about obsessions," Larxene pointed out nastily, tossing the remote at Axel's head. "You're practically a stalker." Axel rubbed the bump Larxene's most recent attack left behind, humming cheerfully.
"Um, we may be off topic but..." Namine looked at Larxene curiously, "Who are you going to kill?" Larxene's scowl became a look of death and Roxas shielded his girlfriend from Larxene's dangerous aura.
"That bitch Raven. She is going to die..." Larxene smiled maliciously, probably envisioning Raven's death.
"She practically raped me at the movies" Axel informed Roxas and Namine, a slight look of amusment in his eyes, "I only escaped by running into the bathroom and crawling out a window."
"Then she started acting like I was some kind of scum who was clinging to Axel like some lovestruck calf," Larxene snorted, tossing her hair over her shoulder.
"A little posessive, are we?" Demyx rose an eyebrow at Larxene, who gave him such a glare it's surprising he didn't wet his pants. "It was only your first date."
"You better shut up before I teach you the real meaning of pain," Larxene snarled, making Demyx quiver slightly. "By the way, who's Mary? Some ex-girlfriend?"
"More than that," Axel answered for Demyx, "Mary and Demyx were insane about each other. Mary went to every show Demyx played at, she even wrote him a couple of ballads. It seemed real, more real than Demyx's usual "come and go" attitude." Axel looked to Demyx, who nodded his confirmation. "Then Demyx caught her with one of those rich, slimey, preppy Morgans. No offense," Axel added for Namine. "Needless to say it was over. Apparently, Demyx isn't over it yet."
"I'm still pissed," Demyx stated bluntly, "When I stop being angry, then I'll be over it." Demyx returned to his book, not noticing the looks of "duh" on everyone's faces.
"So... moving on," Roxas looked to everyone one by one, "Anyone got any ideas for Saturday?" While everyone was confined to school campus during the weekdays, freedom was the word when the weekend came around. The Morgans typically went to their houses, while the Fires crashed at either the school or a friend's house. During the weekdays, all there was were the lounges the school provided... cheaply I may add. Typically, a group of friends would lay claim on an area and spend all the money they wanted on improving it to their standards. Axel and his friends took what used to be a janitor's hangout and simply added some posters and piled all of their money together for cable.
"I'm gonna drag Larxene somewhere. I can't let any of you guys come, the poses we'll be in might scar you for-" Axel was cut short as Larxene lept across the room and trapped him in a headlock. "I-I mean... uh... DATE! Date, somewhere... uh... yeah," Axel gave a sigh of relief when Larxene released him.
"AKA, no plans?" Demyx offered, looking at Axel and Larxene nervously, as if he was gonna call the cops. "Well, I finally got a show at The Golden Guitar. You all wanna be my groupies?" Everyone looked at Demyx angrily, with the exception of Namine since it's pretty much impossible for her to look evil (come on, you all know it just didn't work in CoM). "I meant VIPs," Demyx added with a laugh, before turning back to his book.
"Will we get in free?" Larxene asked, "My folks stopped sending me cash since I trashed their room looking for my CDs. Ironic part: they were under my parents' bed." Everyone sweatdropped, wondering what kind of "CDs" Larxene had.
"If we can't, you can sneak in under my clothes," Axel offered with a grin. which slid off his face when Larxene was suddenly face to face with him; a glaring and growling harpy.
"Trust me, you don't want an angry bitch that close to your... head." Larxene threatened, making Axel red with both arousal and fear.
Demyx looked at Axel's toamto face with amusment, "Don't worry, you'll get in free. All you have to do is look important." Demyx nodded as he finished his song, tossing the book aside with a thud.
"What did you call it?" Namine asked, referring to the song.
"Silver Heart," Demyx told Namine, before looking at the remote in Larxene's hand the way a cat looks at a bird outside the window. He slowly reached for it, his hand quickly moving out of sight when Larxene's head snapped in his direction. "Anyone wanna hear it?"
"Anything to keep Axel quiet," Larxene muttered, keeping her eyes on Demyx suspiciously.
Demyx reached for his sitar, strumming a few harsh notes:
"She was the perfect girl
Driving me past insane
With her intoxicting lips
And her lucious frame
Those big brown eyes
Were what drew me in
I would give anything
To feel like that again
She was precious to me One day the perfect girl She was precious to me If the perfect girl came back
(Valuable to my heart)
But her heart was far too cold
(She tore mine apart)
Like silver, too good for me
(Too good for her too)
She's proved my inferiority
(What've I got to lose?)
Went behind my backShe kissed another boy:
A heartless attack
I guess she wanted a heart
To match her own
Like her silver one:
One of frozen chrome
(Valuable to my heart)
But her heart was far too cold
(She tore mine apart)
Like silver, too good for me
(Too good for her too)
She's proved my inferiority
(What've I got to lose?)
And asked to start anew
I would agree,
For I'm a heartbroken fool
Hopefully her heart has warmed
I hated that lovely silver
For even though I loved her
It made me want to kill her!
She was precious to me
(Valuable to my heart)
But her heart was far too cold
(She tore mine apart)
Like silver, too good for me
(Too good for her too)
She's proved my inferiority
(What've I got to lose?)
What've I got to lose?"
Everyone looked at Demyx, searching for the words, "It was good, in a... um..." Namine gave an attempt to convey what she was feeling nicely.
"You sound like a freckin helpless case," Larxene snapped, not wanting to mince words. "First you talk about how this Mary was perfect, then how she betrayed you, and then you'd go crawling back to her. You sound like her bitch."
Demyx shrugged, "The music speaks the truth," he commented airily. "Though she'd have to do a lot of begging to get me back," he added thoughtfully.
"The fact you'd get back with her at all is bad," Roxas sighed, "You're supposed the be a player. What is it that makes Mary so different?"
Demyx was silent for a moment, "I'm not really sure. She was just so... so honest. She never said something cause she thought it would impress me. She wasn't afraid to tell me anything either. One time she told me I was the worst kisser she ever dated," Demyx laughed fondly at the memory. "I suppose she was too good to be true in the end."
"You really are a total moron," Larxene sighed, rubbing her temples. "No one's perfect, not even this chick. You have no idea what it's like to be a girl."
"Neither do you," Demyx murmured, earning a slap upside the head from Larxene and Axel both.
"Demyx, do ya think Im' gay or something? I wouldn't date Larxene unless she had boobs and a vagina!" Axel realized a moment too late that this was the wrong thing to say and was also smacked in the head.
"Men are all IDIOTS!" As if to verify her point, Larxene smacked Roxas and walked off.
"I didn't do anything!" Roxas called to the leaving Larxene, rubbing the spot she hit. And so, the guys all had headaches and Namine had to get them some asprin.
.:The Golden Guitar:.
Demyx was chatting with the club's band, going over their music sheets and cues when the group came up. Demyx looked up and grinned, "Hey guys!" He stood up and walked to the group, who were happily in non-uniforms. Namine was wearing a white dress with blue sandals (AN: think her real outfit) and Roxas wore a contrasting outfit of a red T-shirt with black jeans and boots. Larxene was grabed in a black tank-top with flames across the chest and jeans that were frayed in the knees, while Axel wore a red jacket over a white shirt and a pair of worn jeans. Demyx was forced to be classier, so he was dressed in black pants, black boots, a black shirt, and a black coat that went to his ankles. The two men in the club's band came up to them cheerfully. One was a tall and attractive man with deep brown eyes and golden hair, while he other one was also tall, but had crimson hair and blue eyes. Both of them were dressed in rocker-versions of black tuxedos (AN; some fraying here, some tears there, you get the general picture). The golden haired one grinned at Demyx, "So, which one of these girls is your girlfriend? They're both pretty hot," the man winked, making Larxene and Nimine blush and their boyfriends bristle.
"I'm single now," Deyx pushed the comment aside airily, "These lucky bastards are their lovers." The two guys laughed, dispite the hostile aura that Roxas and Axel both gave off. "I'll intorduce ya. Guys," Demyx smiled, and pointed at the blonde man, "this is Hiro on the bass. And this," Demyx gestured to the red-haired man, "is Hikaru. He's the one taking care of keyboard."
"We don't know where the hell Kuro is," Hiro sighed, "he's been late 10 times this month, and skipped out on us entirely about 5 times. If he comes, he'll be on the drums." As if on cue, another tall guy walked through the door, carrying some drumsticks (AN: I like tall guys, IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT! XD). He has short black and and piercing grey eyes. Unlike Hikaru and Hiro, this guy didn't shave a likeable appearance, or attitude from the looks of things. This wasn't to say he was unattractive, but his jaw was set in a permanent scowl and his eyes were cold and hard. He did wink at Larxene when he passed by, but the action made him seem perverted, not joking. Larxene growled lightly, and unconciously gripped Axel's hand.
"I've decided to come today. You can thank me later." Hikaru laughed in an attempt to make it seems as though Kuro was joking. No one was fooled. "I'm Kuro," Kuro introduced himself, his eyes set on Larxene, "I play the drums." No one smiled or even nodded at Kuro like they did with Hikaru and Hiro.
Demyx coughed to break the tension, "So, why don't we rehearse before the show?" The three band members nodded and picked up their instruments.
"I don't trust him," Axel whispered to Roxas. "He's eye-humping Larxene, and she doesn't even realize it!"
Like Axel said, Kuro seemed to be paying closer attention to Larxene than to his music, and she was completely oblivious as she talked casually to Namine. "We'll keep an eye on him," Roxas assured Axel, watching Kuro as well.
.:Later:.
Larxene sighed as she was refused alcohol from the bar. "Jesus, can't even one place cut loose?"
"Don't swear by someone you don't believe in," Axel told Larxene cheerfully. "If they give you a drink, they have to give everyone drinks. And if they did that," Axel sipped his soda, "They'd go to jail."
"Like I care," Larxene shot back, "I have to live with school every other day of the week, can't I break the rules once?!"
"Yes," Axel agreed with Larxene, "But for you, 'once' is about 10 times a day."
"I love how you're always on my side," Larxene told Axel sarcasticly. "I'm gonna go get my backpack, I left it in the other room," she told Axel, walking off to the backstage. Larxene turned her head about, befre seeing her bag. It was a simple black bag, with some band-logo patches and pins. Larxene sighed and bent over, grabbing her bag.
"Well, well, well. What have we here?" Larxene turned quickly, seeing Kuro standing at the door. She stiffened as he closed it, locking it behind him. Fortunately, the light was already one, but it was still disconforting to know she was helpless. "You know, you're just my type," Kuro licked his lips and walked closer to Larxene, his steel eyes narrowed in sadistic pleasure. "Those girls who are so strong and tough... it's all hotter when they do scream." Larxene gripped her bag, wishing she packed something heavy enough to use as a weapon. She gave a gasp of surprise when Kuro grabbed her wrists and forced them above her head, before shoving his lips onto hers. Larxene shoved her knee between his legs, right where it hurt most, but it did no good.
Kuro pushed Larxene onto the floor, and stradled her from behind, "Ready to scream yet," he whispered in her ear, before biting it. Larxene struggled against Kuro ferociously, but she didn't make a sound, "Get of me you fucker!" she swore, trying to do anything to get away from him.
"How scary," he drawled, "I think I may piss my pants." Kuro gripped Larxene's wrists tighter and turned her over, so that they were now face to face. "You can see it, can't you? Your fear: you can see it reflected in my eyes. You know you can't do anything, because in the end your still a weak little girl and I'm stronger than you. You know that I'll slowly torture you, bringing you to the point of insanity. You know that I don't do this because I hate you, or even becuase I love you," Kuro gave an evil grin "You know it's because of your little attitude problem."
"Am I interrupting?" A voice asked, his voice vemonous to kill. Kuro's head shot up to see the startling green eyes of Axel. "Get off of her before I kill you," he hissed, his face showing how serious he was.
"How the hell did you get in here?" Kuro didn't move from his position on top of Larxene. He screamed as Axel grabbed his shoulder and threw him against a wall. Kuro gripped his shoulder, growling at Axel, "What the fuck are you?"
"A pissed off boyfriend," Axel replied simply. Even though Kuro was fast, Axel was faster. Before he was even aware of it, he had punches all over his body, and they were more than mere blows. Each punch felt like melting metal burning into his skin, and he fell quickly. Axel looked at Kuro emotionlessly, "Done already? For a sadist, you really are weak." Axel turned his back on Kuro and walked to Larxene, kneeling over her, "Larxene, are you okay?"
"Damn it Axel," Larxene glared at Axel, before throwing her arms aroung him and sobbing into his shoulder, "What took you so long you idiot!?" Axel rubbed Larxene's back with his hands, the warmth of them soothing her. "I was so afraid you bastard!" Larxene cried harder into his shirt, not caring if she was seen as weak or stupid. Right now, all she was was a scared woman who needed someone she could cry in front of.
"Let's go," Axel murmured to Larxene, "Demyx wants us to hear his songs. He may cry if we don't." Larxene sat up, and Axel wiped a stray tear from her eye with his thumb.
.:Preforming Time:.
Demyx watched the curtians open, exposing the people who came to the Golden Guitar. There were people who came all of the time, people who just dropped by, and people who came because they heard that there was going to be an awesome singer that night. Demyx grinned at the audience and spoke into the microphone, "Hey there, I'm Demyx and I'm here to provide your cheap entertainment. If you payed more than five cents to get in here, demand your money back!" everyone laughed good-naturedly as Hiro and Hikaru came into view. They found Kuro backstage with some burns of verying degrees all over his body. Their drummer was rushed to the Hospital, but the show must go on! "Alright, now this song goes out to my ex! If you're here Mary, I hope you can hear this!" Demyx grinned, but that grin slipped from his face as familiar brown eyes stared up at him. She was here. Mary. An anger swelled in Demyx's chest, but is shrunk when he saw the tears shing in her face. He could feel the urge to take her in his arms and kiss those tears away, and make everything better. Not knowing what he was doing, Demyx strummed some notes on his sitar and started singing into the microphone. Hiro and Hikaru exchanged looks of confusion, this wasn't the song they rehearsed.
"Brown eyes beauty
Where have you been?
I haven't seen you since
God knows when
Every night I'd wake
To find you weren't there
Do you still remember
Do I still care?
When we departed You were the calm to my ocean Brown eyed beauty
My heart left with you
I was suddenly trapped inside
A bird who never flew
Part of me hates you
And wants you to die
But the other part is stronger
The part that makes me cry
The sun in my skies
I was a sinner without you
And a saint otherwise
I'm hopeless when you're gone
A shadow with no shape
I'm just a crying child
Beneath the singing cape
With your long dark hair
I would know that face of your's anywhere
I see you and must ask
Can you give me back my heart?
Or else, give me your's
And this will be the start
You'll be the calm to my ocean
The sun in my skies
I'll no longer be a sinner
With the love in your eyes
There will be hope again
You will refill my gape
My heart will be whole again
I'll throw off this singing cape"
There was silence for a moment, before everyone started clapping. "Demyx..." Said musicion looked down to see the brown eyes he just sang about looking up at him. "I know you hate me, but can we talk? Please?"
Demyx was tempted to say no, but whenever he saw that look in her eyes he was helpless. "Sure." Demyx jumped off the stage and got a table with Mary, the two of them sitting face-to-face.
"Demyx... I need to tell you why I did what I did," Mary looked down and sniffed, "I'm not trying to justify myself, I just wanted to let you know."
"I'm listening," Demyx told her, wanting to sound angrier than he did.
"When we were together, I loved hearing you preform," Mary started. "I'd do everything to help you get ready. I'd write things for you, carry things for you, I'd do anything for you. Seeing girls hit on you never bothered me, because you always turned them down. Despite that... I was jealous." Mary bit her lip and tucked her hair behind her ears before continuing, "You were alwas doing something with your music. Writing music, playing music, finding places to preferom... we never were together if music wasn't involved. I was scared. I was afraid that I was just arm candy to you, that all you ever wanted was music and I would always be second place. It really shouldn't have bothered me like it did... but I started to wish you weren;'t a musician. I couldn't tell you that though, what would it make me? How selfish would I be to tell my boyfriend to give up something he loves that much?" Mary gripped her hands, "So, I tried to hurt you instead. Make you see how much it hurts to be second-place. I didn't realize it'd hurt me just as much." Tears flowed down Mary's face, and she looked up at Demyx. "I'm not asking you to forgive me, that'd be too much. I just wanted to let you know that I never stopped loving you."
Mary stood up and started walking to the door, but stopped when she heard Demyx call to her, "Wait a second Mary!" Mary turned to Demyx, who ran up to her, "I know that what you did was wrong, but it's my fault. Not only for hurting you like that, but for not realizing how much you hurt. I know I'm stupid, single-minded, and dense, but would you be willing to be my girlfriend again? It's just never been the same without you" Mary's eyes widened for a second, before she threw her arms around Demyx and they shared a heartfelt embrace.
Meanwhile, at a local hospital, a doctor examined Kuro's burns with intrest. "And how did you say he got these?" he asked.
"Some red-headed freak punched my, and it burned like a mother--"
"Yes, I understand," the doctor cut him off, not wanting profanity in his hospital.
"Doctor Vexen? What's your anylisis?" A nurse walked in, glancing back and forth between doctor and patient. "The boy is mentally disturbed," Vexen drawled, "It could be caused by the trauma." The nurse ran off to tell the others, and Vexen smirked to himself So... Axel is starting to awaken. It won't be too long before he starts to remember...