Chapter Update!!!

Questions in Need of Answers

"(Your name)!"

You grunted as you were nudged.

"(Your name)! Wake up!"

You opened your eyes to see your "friend". Gently and slowly you got up and faced them. They were angry, you could tell.

"Where have you been?! I was worried sick about you!!"

You got up, still unsure of how you got to where you were, confusion controlling your thoughts and feelings. But then anger controlled you. You glared at them, "You were worried sick? Bull!"

They glared right back at you, "Yes, I was!"

You crossed your arms over your chest and then rolled your eyes, "Oh sure you were."

Your 'friend' gritted their teeth, "Yes, I was."

You snorted and gave them a smirk, "If you were so worried then why the hell did you leave me all alone in a place I didn't know? Hmm? Why'd you leave me to die if you were so worried?!"

They didn't respond.

You rolled your eyes again letting your arms lay by your side, "Figures."

You turned around and walked off, letting them call after you all they wanted. You weren't going to respond. They used you, like you were a toy. That aggravated you more than anything. You were halfway to your house when it dawned on you. If it weren't for that person, you wouldn't have met Demyx. Demyx; he was a beautiful, he was graceful, he was kind, he was amazing, and he smelt amazingly good.

"Demyx… Where are you?" You whispered.

You sighed, maybe he was right.

-Flashback-

He smiled, "Well, that's ok. You probably will only know me for a while, maybe Axel and Roxas will pop their heads in here every once in a while. But you have to promise me something."

-End Flashback-

"Demyx…who are you?" you asked yourself again. Then you shook your head. It didn't matter. You weren't going to see him again; he even said it probably wouldn't happen. But, that was a probably right? That means that there was a slight possibility that you would meet again. But what was the possibility? Slim to none more or likely.

You sighed, thinking this day couldn't get anymore depressing than it already was and then came the rain. You stopped in your tracks and stared up into the dark clouded sky.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me?!" You screamed.

You ran for your house that was a good two miles away. You cursed the fact that you lived so far from the town and that you didn't have your own car at the moment. The rain, at first, was just sprinkling, but everyone knows that rain hardly ever stays that way in Twilight Town. The rain started pounding the ground like small rocks. You were being pelted and there was no way you were going to make it home without being soaked to the bone.

You looked around for a place to stay until the rain let down. All the stores were closed at this late of hour so you couldn't go there. You could probably sit under one of the outside restaurant seats with the umbrellas over them. Hey, it was the only place left, so you practically jumped for it.

You reached a seafood restaurant just in time because the rain started to pour harder just as you made yourself comfortable sitting on a dry table underneath a blue and white umbrella. You could hardly see through the rain but you could tell you were the only outside at this time. You were alone, not exactly scared, but very annoyed.

You reached for your back pocket for your cell phone. It was a black razor with and shark sticker on the front and a dragon on the back, your two favorite creatures. Before flipping it open you noticed your hand was shaking like no tomorrow. You didn't think you were that cold but judging by the color of your fingernails, you were freezing. You shook your head and opened your phone anyway. Dead.

You sighed and leaned your head back to look at the umbrella. Then you looked around at the surrounding area, it didn't look like the rain was ever going to let up.

"Great. Just great." You told yourself, "I'll be sitting here for hours probably."

The rain continued to pour in response.

You growled and then shouted at the top of your lungs, "I HATE THE RAIN!!!"

"Why? What's the rain ever done to you?"

You screamed and turned around. You saw a guy dressed in all black.

"No way…" you thought.

"What…? Demyx? Is that you?" You asked.

"Huh?" He removed his hood and gazed at you, "Hey, you're (your name)! I didn't think I'd ever see you again. What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into now?" He asked.

You glared, "I'm not in trouble. I'm just stuck."

He cocked his head, "You're stuck? How are you stuck?"

You held out your hand to all the rain that was pelting the ground, "The rain?"

"What's wrong with it?" He asked curiously as if oblivious that he himself was getting wet.

You shook your head and gaped at him, "Its pouring! I live way out on the other side of this stupid town! I'm cold and I'm wet and I-

He interrupted you, "What's wrong with being wet? I like water."

You glared at him, "Well I don't."

He laughed, "If you don't like water you won't like me. I'm practically water."

"What do you mean? You're not water."

He smirked, "Yes I am and so are you. The human body is made up of mostly water."

You rolled your eyes, "Whatever."

He sat beside you, "Mind if I join you?"

You laughed, "And here I thought you loved the water."

He nodded, "I do, but right now you're freezing." He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him.

You struggled; although you liked him you couldn't help but be a bit uncomfortable, "What are you doing?"

"I'm giving you some body heat. You said you were cold, after all."

You gave him a skeptical look, "But you're also wet. So how is this going to help? Hmm?"

He laughed, "Do you have to make everything so difficult? Seriously, just go with my plan every once in a while."

You stayed quiet and just let him hold you. No more complaining. "Enjoy this moment while it lasts" you told yourself. You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder comfortably. You both watched the rain in silence. He started humming something but you couldn't hear it over the rain, he even swayed back and forth a little.

Then he sighed, "I shouldn't be here."

You looked up at him, waiting for him to go on.

He continued, "I shouldn't be here for sure. This is outrageous. I should've just let you sit here by yourself."

You shrugged, "Well, then I probably would've froze to death."

"Not likely." He said with no humor.

You didn't look away from his eyes, "Does this have to do with what you told me? When you said that I'd probably only know you for a little while?"

He nodded, "Mm-hmm."

You sat up, "What does that mean then?"

Demyx finally looked at you, "It means that me being here, around you, puts you in danger."

"What do you mean danger?"

He got up and walked into the rain, "I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to answer that question." He continued to walk in the rain.

You got up to walk after him but stopped as soon as the rain touched your skin. It was like needles. You shouted, "Demyx! Wait!"

He stopped and looked over his shoulder and you could hear his voice clearly as if the rain had lost its sound, "The rain will let up in a few minutes. I suggest you get home, it's the on your right past this restaurant." He looked back in front of him and walked off. The rain regained its sound and he disappeared.

"Demyx?" You cried, "Demyx!! Don't leave me here! Demyx!!"

Nothing. No response. It was almost as if he was never there. You sighed and was about to chase after him when the rain stopped. You looked up, it was barely even sprinkling. He was right, it was going to stop. You looked to the right and again Demyx was correct. Your house was right there. But you thought you lived farther than that. How did he even know where you lived?

"(Your name)!"

You turned around to see a woman with short brown hair calling out to you. It was your mother. She was running towards you like a cheetah, fast and jumping over the restaurant fences, tables, and chairs.

"Mom!" You shouted and got up to greet her.

You embraced each other in a tight hug and then she pulled away and cupped your face, "Are you ok? You're not hurt are you? Where have you been? Oh my goodness you're soaking wet! We're going to have to get you into some dry clothes before you die of hypothermia. You're ok right? No men touched you or anything? Nobody hurt you?"

You couldn't even answer her before she was dragging you to the house where you father was standing with the door open.

"(Your name), you're ok?" He asked, "We've been worried about you."

"I'm sorry." You responded, "I was lost and scared. But I'm ok now."

He nodded and you walked up to your room, "I'll be upstairs if you need me."

Your mother was about to object and then your dad put his hand on her shoulder, "(your name) needs some time to think. It's obvious she's tired and that she's soaking wet and cold." He looked at you, "Why don't you go ahead and take a shower or a hot bath or something. It'll help."

You nodded, "I think I'll do that."

~*~*~*~*~

You laid some dry clothes on the table top in the bathroom and spread a towel on the tile floor of the bathroom so you didn't get any water on the floor. You stripped off your wet clothes quickly because wearing those clothes was only making you colder. You looked at yourself in the mirror. No bruises or scars, surprisingly from the incident with those strange black things. You shrugged and turned on the hot water and stepped into the bathtub. Pulling the shower curtains to hide yourself and turning the shower on you tried to relax your body. The hot water hit your body, at first burning but then it felt extremely great. The coldness was drained from your body and you felt like you were under a nice warm blanket. But then, you thought of the water. Water. It reminded you of Demyx. He said he was water. But how could that be? Of course then he explained that he meant that everyone is made up of water, but for some reason you couldn't put what he said aside. You knew deep down that there was another meaning to it. You knew that he wasn't really talking about the human body.

You sighed and rested your head against the tile-like wall of the bathtub. Something wasn't right. There were so many questions you had that weren't answered. You feared they wouldn't be answered but somehow you knew they had to be. You felt like you were getting mixed up in something huge, something that nobody else would understand.

You weren't far from wrong…

You were getting mixed up in something huge…

However…

You didn't know how huge, this thing was…

And it meant danger…

TBC…

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