Author's Note: Sorry this was so late! I was at an anime convention and then I got obsessed with several pictures I was photoshopping. They're on my deviantart so look me up! My username is FlyKiwiFly! And now! The long awaited chapter!

P.S- I didn't really expect so many of you guys to like the ass-grabbing…I was just parodying Haruhi and Mikuru…(more parodies to come, poor Marluxia…)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They are the property of SquareEnix.

The Melancholy of Demyx Setsuko

4th Verse: Computers…

"A computer!" exclaimed Demyx one morning before class started.

Once Zexion recovered from the shock of the unexpected outburst, he gave Demyx an annoyed glare and said, "Yes, Demyx, there are computers in this school…"

"But there's not one in our clubroom! We need to get one! To have a good story, you need a computer!"

Where does he get these crazy ideas?!

"The computer room has lots of computers!" explained Demyx as he dragged Zexion and Marluxia by their ties down the hallway. "So I don't think the computer club would mind much if we took one, right?"

"Whatever," muttered Zexion, who was used to being dragged around by his tie by Demyx.

Marluxia, on the other hand, looked rather uncomfortable. He kept on squirming, trying to escape. However, as Zexion had learned earlier, Demyx had a strong grip for someone so scrawny. Bringing up the rear of their awkward parade was Lexaeus, silent as usual.

"Gimme your newest computer!" demanded Demyx as he charged into the computer lab while dropping Zexion and Marluxia onto the floor.

As Zexion had expected, the people in the room just gave them weird looks and then returned to their respective computer screens. Demyx wasn't about to take no for an answer. The blond leapt on top of a desk and made an announcement.

"I, Demyx, commander of the SSIC Brigade, demand to speak with your leader!"

What is that idiot up to?

The 'leader', or in normal terms, club president, was the young man named Seifer Almasy. He was a bossy, obnoxious, and definitely not someone Zexion would like to mess with. Although Seifer was the leader of the computer club, he also knew how to 'defend' his property… Normally, most freshmen would be intimidated by Seifer, but Demyx didn't look intimidate at all (probably because he was still standing on the desk, height does make a difference in judgement…).

"What do you want?" asked Seifer, obviously annoyed.

"You have a lot of computers here," chirped Demyx as he leapt off the desk. "Give me one!"

"No!" snapped Seifer.

"Hey, Marly, come over here…" called Demyx.

Marluxia, obviously confused and worried, inched over to where Demyx and Seifer were standing. 'What is he up to?' thought Zexion. 'Wait a minute… he's not going to…He is…' Demyx had grabbed Seifer's hand and… made the other boy grab poor Marluxia's ass. While Marluxia screamed and everyone else stood dumbstruck, Demyx had whipped out a camera from nowhere and was snapping photos of the ass-grabbing.

"Whoot! What a nice shot!" he said. "Looking good! I can't wait till I post these pictures all over the school!"

"Dem…Demyx," stuttered Zexion. "Isn't this…a bit much?!"

Demyx wasn't listening and he also seemed to want to take a few more pictures. The blond kicked Seifer and made the other boy fall on top of the flailing Marluxia. The position they ended up in didn't look too flattering either…

"Now, if you don't want these posted all over the school…" hummed Demyx as he waved the camera around.

"Y…you can't do this!" shouted Seifer, scrambling to get up. "The club…They're all witnesses!"

"Yeah!" said a computer club member.

"We're all with Seifer!" said another.

"No problem!" said Demyx. "I'll just say that the entire club was going to Marly!"

"N…no! You can't get away with this!" screeched Seifer.

"Well, who are they going to believe?" asked Demyx, eyeing his camera. "You or my photos?"

Demyx: 1 & Seifer: 0

"Marluxia? Are you okay?" questioned Zexion as he knelt down besides the still-twitching Marluxia.

"If I become unfit for marriage, will you marry me?" whimpered Marluxia.

Huh? Poor Marluxia… All of this sexual assault must have traumatized him to the point of brain damage…

"Here, Zexy!" said Demyx as he tossed a computer and a monitor into the silver-haired teen's arms. "Carry this back to the clubroom! Lexi, pick up Marly! And thank you computer club for your kind donation!"

Why am I the one to carry all of this?!

"You like books," commented Lexaeus.

"Pardon?"

"Take this," instructed Lexaeus as he handed a book over to Zexion, who was confused.

"Ummm, thanks?"

"Read it … It will help…"

Then, Lexaeus left without another word. Marluxia, still whimpering, kept his distance from Demyx as he too left the room. Then, it was just Demyx and Zexion.

"Good work today," said Demyx as he patted Zexion on the shoulder. "And, umm…Zexion…"

"What?"

That's strange…why does Demyx look so nervous?

"It's nothing, see you tomorrow!"

'Time to see what Lexaeus wants…' thought Zexion as he opened the book Lexaeus had given him earlier. 'What?! It's blank?'

There were no words in any of the pages. It was just blank paper! How was this suppose to help him? As Zexion continued to flip through the book, he noticed a bookmark with…writing? Picking up the bookmark, Zexion read the note (or tried to, Lexaeus didn't exactly have the best handwriting…).

"Twilight Park… 8:00p.m." whispered Zexion. "Does he want me to meet him there? Well, let's see what he wants…"

That's it for now! Hope you all liked it! Until next time! I wonder what Lexaeus wants... Please review and stay tuned!