Demyx's POV


"You don't have to do this, Zexy," I whined, trying to grab my sitar from her hands. She kept slapping my hands away. "It's heavy!"

"I don't mind!" Zexy stated at me, her forehead beaded with sweat as she carried my sitar. If this continues, I don't know who'll pass out, Zexy from carrying my sitar case, or me pleading her not to. "This is called gratitude, Nine!"

"Fine!" I said, giving up. But at that time, we were in front of the library. "But I will bring you some books!"

"But Nine—"

"No buts," I said firmly as she tried to make an excuse. "I know that you can't live a day without reading a book, and I will bring you some books! Now, which ones do you want to bring?"

She muttered something incomprehensible under that.

"What's that?" I asked, leaning in.

"M-Mangas," She said more clearly, not meeting my face. My jaw dropped, but I smiled instantly. There was a flushing face I can see.

"Which aisle?"

"T-The last one on the right," She muttered, defeated as I skipped towards there, my jaw once again dropping. Boy, it was full! Even the mangas that I read are in here! "Um, Nine? Are you alright?"

"Never better," I mumble, my eyes roaming from shelf to shelf. "I never knew that you love reading mangas!"

"I-I've kept it a secret," Zexy said, not looking at me. "It's my past time to read when I'm not in the mood to read dictionaries, encyclopaedias and all the others."

"Well, which series do you want to bring?" I ask, looking at the cover of Blue Exorcist volume four.

"Anything is fine," Zexy says, finally looking at me, but her eyes where full of curiosity. "Which one are you reading?"

"Um, I think I'm reading Inuyasha," I said thoughtfully, pulling out the volume.

"Then bring that," Zexy says, suddenly giving me a big bag. "And can you bring D. Gray-Man while you're at it?"

I snorted as I put in all the books. "I've never pegged you as an action type, Zexy. But the hint of romance is really fascinating."

"S-Sorry," Zexy says, looking solemn as I zipped up the bag as I finished. "And I'm never the romantic, Nine. We have no hearts."

"Oh we do too have hearts, don't be mad," I say airily as I lifted the bag.

"Guys!" Xion huffed as she ran towards us when we got out the library. "You're late! The portal's already waiting!"

"Oops," I say before running, Zexy right at my heels. "Can you keep up?"

"I'm trying!" Zexion panted until I grabbed my sitar's case right off her back, gave her the bag full of books, took her free hand and ran as the portal was closing.

We jumped inside just right before the portal closed completely.


"Never again, I am going to let you carry my sitar," I huffed as I pulled her up. "Sorry about the hand. I forgot it was hurt."

"Its fine," She says, looking at me with a small smile. "Anyways, where are the others?"

"Right here, slowpokes!" Axel yelled from behind me. I turned my head and ran towards the big red bus.

"I love the big red bus!" I screamed my hands up in the air.

"I'm sure you do, now get inside before I slide the doors on you," Saix said hurriedly as Zexy went inside, being offered a seat by Axel, in by which, she stuck a tongue out and went into an empty seat. I hurriedly step inside and shiver as the air conditioner wind breathes on me.

The bastard.

"Why're you late?" Xion asked curiously from Roxas' side, which is now looking at the window as if it were a piece of sea salt ice cream.

"Zexy and I had to bring books to entertain ourselves," I said happily as I sat behind Axel, in which is occupied by Zexy. "Besides, how many hours is the trip?"

"Maybe we'll get there by night if there is traffic up ahead," Xemnas says before he instructs Xigbar the directions. "I hope all of you brought your pillows."

I groaned with the others. I forgot mine. As I sank in my seat, a small pillow was smacked on my head. "Ow—oh hey, a pillow!"

"I don't need it," Zexy said as she looked out the window before looking at me nervously. "C-Could we possibly change seats, Nine?" Zexy asked as she rubbed her eyes. "I get dizzy when I look out the window whilst driving."

I nodded and shifted over, placing the pillow on the window as I leaned over it.

"If you want to sleep on me, its fine with me," I suggested to Zexy, who merely shrugged until she took out the bag full of books, opened it and rummaged for something. After moments, she produced a blanket and another pillow. "Why the hell do you keep these?"

"I sometimes tend to get sleepy whilst I am in my library, so I put all my necessities for bed inside the bag," She says plainly, placing the pillow on my lap, unfolding the blanket and draping it on us. "I thought it was compulsory because for a trip, you'll tend to get bored and such, so that's why I had you put the books in the bag. I always leave my bag there so it would be easy to find."

"Now that's just unfair!" Axel sulked as he looked at us from his seat. "You don't see us holding or leaning with a pillow…"

"You're just jealous because Zexy likes me more than you," I stuck out my tongue playfully at him. I felt something brush my left arm and I turned. Zexy was already falling asleep.

"Well, you don't see that coming," Axel snorted until Zexy smacked him on the face.

"Stop your whining, Eight," She yawned, looking at him with half-closed eyes. "I am… trying… to… fall… asleep…"

And she's out.

"She must be recovering her stress from Vexen's potion," Xion mused as Zexion snuggled closer. "Aren't you happy Dem?"

I nodded my head enthusiastically. "Sure am! That means Zexy likes me!"

"Yeah, and I'll smack her with a pillow next time she smacks me," Axel scoffed.

"Don't you dare hurt Zexy," I say, looking at him. Axel just laughed. "Meanie!"

"But hey, mind if I snuggle with you and Zexy, Dem?" Axel asked. And about the same time, Zexy's head shot up and looked at the redhead called Axel with eyes that meant what she says by which is:

"Hell no."

Oh hey, Axel trembled back in his seat.

"Want help with sleeping, Zexy?" I asked, looking at her dishevelled state. She just looked at Axel's chair as if she were trying to burn it with her eyes until I placed my earmuffs on her head, covering her ears. "It helps with sleeping," I mouth to her and she nods, leaning back onto my arm and after a few minutes, soft snoring could be heard.

"And there she is, sleeping like a rock," Roxas mumbled as he snacked on some Cheetos he's been sharing with Xion. "Hey Axel, Zexion's asleep."

"Good. I'd be dead if she weren't still," Axel sighed before yelling at the top of his lungs. "Saix! Where are we going for lunch time?"

And do you know what the answer is?

It's a Claymore flying towards Axel.

Best answer there ever is.