7.
"Why are you back?" A twelfth-grader with blue hair and an x-shaped scar on his face glowered scathingly at Xion. Although they had all arrived there together, he had hoped that she would just disappear into the mob of strangers around the beach.
Sora found himself getting angry very quickly. He had numerous things to retort with; however a guy with flames on his black swim trunks beat him to it. "Hey, Saix. Stuff it!" Red hair, green eyes and a little sweaty from playing volleyball, he knelt down beside the group and fished out a water bottle from a plastic cooler. While doing this he gave the offender, Saïx, a 'you're both my friends, but piss off' face.
"It's okay Axel, I'm sure that's where Xemnas 'comes in.'" She said playfully as people hooted and laughed in the background at such innuendos. She giggled as the built man behind Saix, Xemnas, flipped her off. "Come on, Sora."
Xion led Sora past Lexaeus and Xaldin sunbathing on their stomachs, past Luxord begging Zexion to play cards with him and settled to where the blond scrutinizing his notes was. "Hey Vexen, this is Sora. He's in my class." Sora waved and muttered a 'hey' but it went by unnoticed.
"Great, maybe he can figure this crap out." The two males perused the question at hand, while Xion looked around at the rest of the group.
She saw that the six 'athletes' had taken a little break and disbanded for now. Her friend Demyx, the tall, lanky blond with bubbles on his wetsuit, was attempting to sneak up on Zexion, the boy hiding behind a book and a curtain of slate hair. Demyx had his hands up in a claw-like manner and was ready to grab his victim's shoulders. All Zexion had to do was utter a "Nice try, Dem." and Demyx deflated, disappointedly.
"How'd you know I was there?" Zexion shuffled over in his beach chair under the big white umbrella. For Demyx to sit, of course.
"I saw you disappear from the group twenty seconds ago." He said passively and returned to his novel. "What else could you be doing?"
Demyx beamed at him. "So you were watching me!" A small blush could be found formulating behind the tapestry of hair. Demyx didn't need an answer. "Aww Zexy ~." The blonde held the last vowel of the soubriquet while wrapping his long arms around Zexion's collar, closing his eyes and nuzzling into his cheek.
He sighed deeply, hiding the embarrassment of being discovered to be overprotective. He looked at the literary impediment in the form of Demyx with the shift of his eye. "You know you're the only one in the world who can call me that, right?"
"Of course! And I use it every time I remember that … ZEXY ~" He slackened his grip but nuzzled some more into those pale cheeks.
"Vicious circle." Zexion mumbled before turning his head to the side and catching Demyx's lips in one chaste kiss. It was soft, and light, like this very weather they were having. Gentle as the breeze that danced passed them.
Zexion always liked to know where Demyx was, even if he'd never tell him. Demyx smiled at the protective 'you're mine' gesture and reciprocated with another lip lock. This time, he felt Zexion's hands pressing the back of his head into him more. Demyx got as close as two people could get when sitting beside each other, clutching the back of Zexion's sweater with his finger. (Because only Zexion would wear a sweater to the beach.)
Xion smiled at how the two seemed to be in their own little world at the moment. In fact, everyone seemed to be in their own little world at the moment. As if on cue, Lexaeus and Xaldin simultaneously turned over to tan their fronts. Xion looked further down to see Larxene sitting with Marluxia, his arm holding her from behind as he pointed to something in the distance. Riku and Axel finally let Luxord have his way and were playing a game of crazy eights with Xigbar, Saix and Xemnas.
What a nice day to be at the beach.
She suddenly craved something to drink then excused herself from the world of math to get some juice. As she reached the cooler, she dug her hand through the ice to find a juice box. What could be better than Five Alive citrus to drink on a hot afternoon?
"Hey Xion! Who's your friend?" She turned around, straw in mouth, to find Xigbar motioning towards Sora and Vexen.
She swallowed and gasped because of the chugging she'd just done. "That's Sora. He goes to our school too. He's in my math class." She sat cross legged between Riku and Axel.
Axel had witnessed his impressive throw of the volleyball. "Kid play any sports?" He asked as Riku put down a two of hearts in front of Saix, who groaned and picked up two cards.
"Not professionally." Riku replied. He and the boy had played in the backyard and at the park a few times, but he had never tried out for any teams at school. It was always fun and games for Sora. "His brother is the more athletic one."
Two of clubs. Xemnas kept his poker face (or…regular face,) picked up four cards and laid down a two of diamonds for Xigbar. Picking up six, he threw down a two of spades in front of Luxord.
"He has a brother?" Axel asked, slightly interested.
"Yeah, his name is Roxas. He hasn't been in school for a while, though. He's right over there." Xion said as a matter of fact-ly and pointed over to the blonde where he was by himself, on his stomach, ankles crossed in the air and a book in front of his face.
"Woah…" Axel's eyes widened, looking back from Sora to Roxas. "Twincest...~" Xion choked on the last bit of juice in her box and chucked it at the redhead.
"Eww, Axel!"
"What?" He laughed. "I'm just speaking my mind…"
"And it just happens to be dirty." Luxord looked at Axel, all new eight cards in hand. He dropped a Queen of spades.
"DAMN IT!" Axel threw his cards into the middle of the group.
"Oh, you're just a big baby!" Luxord complained as the rest of the group followed suit.
Your Humble Servant
xDelfin
