Bad Day, Good Day
Chapter 4
A/N: Inspiration strikes again! Yay.
"I am…"
"Eeeeee!" Marluxia squealed.
"Hmm. No interruptions please, as I was saying, before you so rudely interrupted me, I am-"
"Hey! We're baaaaaack!" Demyx interrupted.
"Hello, Mr. Demyx!-"
"Just Demyx."
"Of course, forgive me, Demyx."
"Waaah! Yay! Bed!" Demyx pounced on the bed in the middle of the room and accidentally missing his target and hitting the floor beside it.
"Demyx!" Aerith said with a concerned look on her face.
"Noooooooooooooooo! Oh crap, oh god!" Demyx wailed.
"Demyx! What happened?" Marluxia rushed over, then doubled over in laughter.
"Oh ma-man, oh god, you should look at yourself! Wahahahahahaha!" Marluxia rolled on the floor.
"Oh, oh my." Aerith giggled, trying to hold in her laughter.
'What are they laughing at?' Zexion wondered.
He looked up.
And what he saw nearly killed any thought he was thinking.
He saw Demyx with the most horrible hairdo known to man, so to describe, it looked as if Demyx had stuck his head into a fan and then let a dog attack it. (Basically what your head looks like at when you just woke up with a very bad hair day, but mix it in a blender. Oh, don't try that at home please, I don't want to get sued over your hair. P.S. I have no idea how that happened.)
"Demyx… What… happened to you…?" Zexion asked, trying to keep his laughs contained.
"You don't want to know." Demyx said bluntly.
"Hmm. I just might take your advice." Zexion chuckled.
"Hmm. I just might take your advice." Zexion chuckled.
'Wow… This is the first time I've ever heard him laugh… It's… really nice…' Demyx smiled at him. Zexion's eyes widened. 'Did… Did Demyx just smile… At me?' Very slightly blushing at the idea, Zexion sent a faint smile back. Demyx gasped inwardly, eyes widening. 'He has such a beautiful smile… And I didn't even notice him, even when he sits right behind me in class…' He was so captivated, he didn't notice when Aerith started talking. He did notice, however, when Marluxia started waving a hand in front of his face.
"Huh? I'm- I'm sorry what?" Demyx stuttered, since he had been caught staring at Zexion.
"Dr. Ansem has said that you could be discharged tomorrow." Aerith repeated.
"O-Oh, okay then. Thank you." Demyx said.
"Well then I'll leave you three." Aerith left the room.
"Well, my shift is officially over right… now. Goodbye dears!" Marluxia said in a high pitched voice.
"Bye Mar! Bye Aerith!" Demyx waved.
Now he was alone.
With Zexion.
'Oh god, what do I say?' Demyx thought.
"Demyx. Demyx. Demyx." Zexion waved a hand in front of Demyx's face. It did nothing to wake the blond from his thoughts. "Demyx." Zexion snapped his fingers in front of his face. That jolted the blond from his thoughts.
"H-Huh? What… What did you want Zexion?" The blond asked, blushing slightly at the closeness of his slate haired friend.
"You have visitors." Zexion simply said and returned to what Demyx called "The Zexion Corner" and opened his book.
Knock knock!
"C-Come in!" Demyx jumped back on the bed. The door opened, revealing 4 worried-looking people.
"Demyx!"
"Demyx, what happened?"
"Demyx you idiot! Do you know how worried we were?"
"Calm down Roxas!"
The small group of friends surrounded Demyx, attacking him with questions.
"How are you?"
"What happened?"
"How did this happen?"
"I-I-" Demyx tried to answer them all but got overwhelmed by a pain in his head and screamed.
"Aaaaaaagh! It-It hurts!" Demyx screamed, holding his head.
"Oh god no! He's having one of his 'Daymares'!" Roxas yelled over Demyx's screams of pain.
"D-Demyx… C-Calm down. Everything is going to be alright, I-I promise." Sora tried to console the dirty blond headed man.
"If it is alright, may I try to console Demyx?" Zexion asked from behind Sora.
"H-Huh? Uhh… O-Okay, sure I guess..." Sora stepped back.
"Guys. I think we should step outside for a while, to give Zexion some space." Riku said over the noise.
Everyone shuffled out of the room, save for Zexion and Demyx, who was currently screaming his head off.
"Demyx. It's alright. Don't worry Demyx. Hush." Zexion held Demyx's hands, which were holding his head. Gradually the screams turned into sobs, and Demyx clung to the slate haired man like a lifeline.
"Ze-Zex-Zexion?" Demyx choked out.
"Hmm?" Zexion asked, holding the blond and rubbing his back.
"C-Can you stay until tomorrow? Un-Until I can get out of here?" Demyx asked, unsure as of why he asked. 'He'll probably say 'Why would I stay in here?' since he saw my dirty little secret. I'm a freak. A freak who screams out loud for no apparent reason. He hates me now. I just know it. Wait… Why is he… Is he… crying?'
"Z-Zexion? Are you- Are you… crying?" The slate haired man just shook his head.
"Demyx… Even if you did not ask, I would have stayed." 'Because I think… I have fallen in love with you.'
"Th-Thanks Zexi." Demyx sniffed.
"…" Zexion stiffened. 'Z-Zexi?'
"Ah! Uh-Uhm… A-About that… Uhm…" Demyx jumped away from Zexion, arms up, prepared for a hit to the head, because when Demyx was younger, he always got picked on or hit because of his nicknames on other people.
~~Flashback~~
"Ow! Seiffy! That hurt!" Demyx cried, landing on the ground with a 'thud'.
"Heh. That should teach you not to call me 'Seiffy'. C'mon, let's go." Seifer sneered, kicking Demyx in the side.
"Demyx! What happened to you? Did you go near those bullies again? Oh Demyx…" Demyx's mother cleaned one of his many wounds again.
"I'm sorry Mom. I-I just couldn't stay away from them. They-They were hurting a puppy."
"Oh Demy… Don't you worry, you'll find someone who will protect you." She said the same thing again the fifth time Demyx got beaten up by his nicknames. And the sixth. And the seventh, eighth, ninth. But by then Demyx had learned not to call people by nicknames.
And he never did. Until now. But Zexion needn't know that. Right now.
"I'm so sorry Zexi! Ah! I-I mean, Zexion! I'm really sorry!" Demyx ducked under the table near his bed.
"Demyx-"
"Please don't hit me! I didn't mean to, honest!"
"Demyx. What would make you think that I had the authority to hit a person in the hospital, thus worsening their injury. I am not that kind of person, Demyx. Come here." Zexion half-reprimanded, half-coaxed Demyx back on the bed.
"Y-You won't hit me?" Demyx asked.
"No."
"Promise?"
"Promise." Zexion smiled. He couldn't help it, the boy was too cute to resist. Wait wait wait. Back up. Cute?
'Yes, cute. You think he's cute.' Inner Zexion said.
'No, deal with this later' Zexion thought. 'Deal with this when you don't have a crying Demyx… in… your arms?' Yes, Demyx was crying. Yes, Demyx was hugging him. And yes, he was hugging Demyx back. When did that happen? But his traitorous hands did not stop at only hugging, no. His hands began caressing Demyx's back softly like it was made of glass.
"Hush, don't worry Demyx." Zexion said. 'Bad mouth! You traitorous mouth!'
"Z-Zexi?"
"Yes Demyx?"
"Will you sing me a song?"
"Fine. What would you like me to sing?"
"Anything."
"Hmm… Alright. Lie down." Zexion sat down beside the bed.
"Okay." Demyx obeyed and stared at his left side, at Zexion.
"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens…
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens…
Brown paper packages tied up with strings…
These are a few of my favourite things…" Zexion whispered.
"Louder." Demyx said, smiling.
"Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles…
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings…
These are a few of my favourite things…" Zexion sang.
'He has such an angelic voice. I wonder why he never sang in class. I'll ask him later.' Demyx thought.
"Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes…
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes…
Silver white winters that melt into springs…
These are a few of my favourite things…" Zexion sang louder.
Demyx sang along with Zexion.
"When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feeling sad.
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I don't feel so bad!" Zexion and Demyx smiled at each other.
Outside Demyx's room…
"What's happening?" Axel said. "I can't see!"
"Shh! You'll interrupt them!" Roxas nudged Axel in his ribs.
"Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles…
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings…
These are a few of my favourite things…"
"Whoa. Who the hell is singing?" Axel asked. "Can't be Demyx, he's not into that singing stuff."
A nurse overheard them. "Ah, that would be Mr. Zexion. He's an angel, don't you think?" She said. Not waiting for an answer she continued. "If I'm correct, he was the one who rescued the man in room 469, the room in front of you. He works part time here, he's such a smart child, I wonder why he stays in his school."
Another nurse heard them and asked them to go to her, since she was quite old. "Don't you remember? He said so himself, and I quote, I'm waiting for the love of my life to find out and I'll see if he loves me back, then, if not, I'll go on with life as it was. He was always an odd boy, even when he was younger."
"'When he was younger'? What do you mean, when he was younger?" Axel asked.
"He started working here when he was, um… 6 years old? Ah, yes, 6 years old, he started working here at 6 years old."
"Why?"
"He… was, and is, an orphan, he never really… had anyone to go to, so, he came to us and… asked for a job. He didn't want money, now that I remember, he just worked… to see… people… smile… Oh! Why didn't I remember that! I remember now! He was in love with some Demyx-something-or-other and he just adores reading! Such a nice child…"
"Oh my god, Zexion likes Demyx. And Demyx likes Zexion back. Crap, I gotta go tell Rox. Bye, thanks for the info. Roxas!" Axel ran back towards the group.
A/N: Okay, stopping now, inspiration is low now.
For the Next Chapter: What will happen now that Axel, Roxas, Riku and Sora know? Tell Demyx, or blackmail Zexion? Oh, the possibilities are endless!
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