Nineteen Days With Demyx
Day 4 – Demyx Kisses a Frog
Demyx swirled his bowl of soup idly, elbows propped up on the table.
He wasn't in the mood for eating today, his mouth tasted like pondwater. Why did it taste like pondwater, you ask? Well, it all started earlier that day…
"I wonder what it's like to kiss someone?" Demyx pondered. He was currently in the breakfast area eating oatmeal. Xigbar, who was seated next to him, grinned mischievously.
"Well kiddo-" Zexion roughly shoved him away and sat by Demyx instead.
"Don't listen to Xigbar. Why do you ask?" Zexion nibbled his bacon. Demyx shrugged.
"I dunno… guess I'm just curious." Zexion nodded.
"Curiosity is essential in a scientist. I would, of course, know all about that. Well, kissing isn't anything particularly pleasurable unless it's with the person you love. Or, that's what I've read at least. Of course, we being Nobodies, can't love. So kissing would never be anything extraordinary for us no matter what."
Demyx blinked, completely lost.
"Er… yeah! I didn't understand a word you said." Demyx deadpanned, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Zexion shook his head, as though he were expecting it.
"I thought you wouldn't. Fine, if you want to know so badly, I think I know a way to help you." Demyx didn't like the way Zexion was smiling.
"Marluxia's garden?" Demyx tilted his head like a confused puppy. "How will this help?" Zexion smirked.
"Did you ever here the story of how the princess kissed the frog and he turned into a prince?" Zexion asked, expression remaining painstakingly smug. Demyx shook his head.
"Well, once upon a time that never was, a princess wished not to be lonely anymore. That night a frog appeared and told her that he was really a prince under a terrible curse. He said that if she gave him a kiss, the curse would lift and he would be transformed back into a handsome prince. So she gave him a kiss, and the frog changed into a prince. The pair got married and lived happily ever after." Demyx's eyes stayed wide and wonder-filled throughout Zexion's story.
"So you're saying, if I kiss a frog, it'll turn into a princess?" Zexion shrugged.
"Maybe. Who knows? In any case, it'll give you the opportunity to experience a kiss without the hassle of looking for someone who's willing to show you."
Zexion knows best, he's a scientist! He would never lead me wrong!
"Worth a shot!" Zexion grinned behind Demyx' back, giving Xigbar, who was hiding in one of Marluxia's fruit trees, a thumbs up as a signal to start recording.
Demyx spent a good five minutes just walking around the pond cozied in the center of Marluxia's garden, observing the slimy frogs hopping from lilypad to lilypad.
"Zexion," Demyx started, still looking at the frogs. "how do I tell which one will turn into a princess?"
Zexion shrugged after a minute, having not expected the question. Demyx actually thought about something before doing it? This was new.
"Er, it could be any of them. There's no way to tell, so you should just try them all."
"But how am I supposed to find all of them? And how do I know that the real princess isn't one of the one's living in Marluxia's garden? What if she's somewhere else?" Zexion was genuinely surprised, he'd never even thought of Demyx as a thoughtful person.
"Well, I just know it's one of these frogs. I can sense it." He finalized, hoping Demyx would just shut up and believe him.
"Well, okay." Finally, Demyx nodded and walked around the pond, looking for a frog that was close to the shore. He found a particularly green one on a lilypad, and snatched it quickly before it had time to get away.
Xigbar snickered in amusement as Demyx planted a big smooch right on the 'princess's' green, slimy, froggy lips. He stared intently at it for a few moments, before huffing and plopping it back down on the shoreline. He repeated this process with a number of different frogs ranging in size and color. Zexion was wondering how long it would carry on, when Demyx finally approached him with his verdict.
"None of these frogs are the princess Zexion… you said it was one of them!" Demyx frowned, looking Zexion right in the eyes (despite the height difference). Zexion felt sudden guilt creep up on him, this was supposed to be fun; video tape Demyx being a retard, send it to the organization members and watch them laugh their heads off. Yet, in retrospect, it didn't seem like that great of an idea after all.
"Erm, you see Demyx, this was all just a-" A wild Xigbar dropped from the fruit tree and onto the surprised blunet's head.
"-a chance for Zexion to show off his sniffer's skills!" Xigbar covered hastily, clambering off the now unconscious Zexion's head. Xigbar laughed nervously, before realizing that camera was still in his hand, and recording. He jammed the button in and shoved it down his shirt, seeing if he could somehow avoid Demyx finding out what it was.
"There really is a frog princess here, she's just… uh… she already got turned back into a human! Yeah, that's it. Zexion just smelled the scent she left behind after she left… a few hours ago! So it still smelled fresh to him!" Xigbar babbled almost to the point of incomprehensiveness. Demyx still seemed to believe him though.
"Ooooooh I get it! I feel bad for being so harsh on Zexion, he was just trying to be nice to me! Sorry Zexy~" Demyx patted the blunet's hair semi-fondly before trekking off through the soggy ground surrounding the pond, carefully avoiding Marluxia's flowerbeds (and his wrath).
Xigbar, on the other hand, wasn't so fortunate. After initially tripping over Zexion's foot, he landed face first in a bed of perfectly trimmed rosebushes. Not only did he suffer a facefull of nasty rose thorns, but Marluxia happened to walk in just at that moment.
Spotting a Xigbar trampling flowers left and right while he ran around wailing about his face, Marluxia's rage was unleashed.
"Number XI..." Xemnas looked from the bloody pulp that lay before him to Marluxia to the bloody pulp again. He raised an eyebrow.
"Who…exactly is this?" Xemnas asked, gesturing to the unrecognizable organization member.
"Xigbar, insensitive fiend, was clobbering my garden. He only got what was coming to him." Marluxia answered smoothly.
Xemnas blinked.
"Eh, he's replaceable." Xemnas shrugged, ignoring the freezing glares that the pulp-that-was-once-Xigbar was giving him. "By the way have you seen that video Zexion posted on Facebook?"
"The one with Demyx being retarded? Yeah, that was priceless."