Wow, that took awhile! Sorry guys :( but it is my longest chapter ever, coming in at 2,004 words! :) I hoep you enjoy!

I walked into the flower shop confident, knowing just what I wanted.

"Hello sir. How may I be of service today?"

"Hi! I'd like three calla lilies and two picooted roses."

"Sure! That'll be 25 dollars." I handed over the munny, and practically skipped out the door. Today, I was taking Demyx on a date, and the flowers were for him. We were going to catch a movie, then grab a bite to eat. Although, I was kind of hoping I'd have no clue what movie we watched by the time the lights came back on in the theater. I quickly excited the store, speeding towards Demyx's house. When I got there, however, I was hit by a wave of nerves. I slowly made my way towards his apartment door, tripping over my own feet twice. I shakily raised my hand to the doorbell. I pressed it hearing it ring once...twice...there times... the door swung open and there stood a man with spiky red hair, small triangles under his eyes, a muscled chest, and a towel wrapped around his waist. If i didn't have the most gorgeous boyfriend in the world, I'd probably call him hot.

"Hi! You must be Zexion. I'm Axel, Dem's roomy." He stuck out his hand, which I shock.

"Nice to meet you Axel!"

"You, too, Zexion. Why don't you come in and take a seat while you wait for Demyx?" I looked around, memorizing every detail. The walls were a sleek gray, and there was a red, low to the ground love seat. The coffee table was a piece of glass on top of an intricate metalworking. Every thing was accented by pops of neon blue, Demyx's favorite color. I was admiring the room, when a door swung open and in sauntered Demyx. He wore dark blue skinny jeans, black and blue-checkered converse, and a light blue shirt printed with a skinny navy blue tie. He looked gorgeous. I suddenly doubted my outfit. I had worn my tightest black skinny jeans, a studded belt, a black silk tee and black converse. I realized I had been quiet a second too long, and smiled at Demyx.

"You look great, Demy. These are for you."

"Thanks! They smell great!" Demyx gave me a peck on the check and dashed off to find a vase. I waited, blushing like crazy, until he came back. He returned, grabbed my hand and we walked out to my car. I opened the door for him, getting an adorable smile flashed my way. I smirked, shut the door, and hopped in to the drivers seat.

"So, what movie are we going to see Zexy?"

"How about Inception?"

"Aww, Zex, your dragging me to a smart peoples' movie!" His lips jutted out in an unbelievably adorable pout that made me want to take his virginity right the and there.

"Don't pout, Demy, I'll let you pick out where we eat for dinner, okay?"

"Anywhere I want?"

"Anywhere in the continental USA!" This got Demyx pretty excited, and the rest of the trip to the theater was spent with him trying to decide where to go. We reached the ticket counter, receiving many glares and stares for our entwined position: his arm around my shoulder, my arms around his waist, but we didn't care: we were as happy as could be. I think that was the moment I realized I loved Demyx.

We walked in to the theatre, and were literally the only ones. I smiled. Maybe I could go through with my plan. I grabbed Demy's hand, and we raced up the stares to the top row. Lifting up a few armrests, we were able to lie down, entwined, while still being able to see the movie screen. The previews started, ended, and the movie began. About halfway though the movie, sometime when walls were being twisted and dreams mingled with reality, I kissed Demyx. At first he was taken aback, but then dove head first into the kiss. I felt his tongue gently touch my bottom lip, asking for admittance. I allowed, parting my lips, and feeling his tongue explore the caverns of my mouth. Soon, though, I wanted to be inside his wet cavern and we battled for control. Eventually he gave in, instead content with sliding his hands under my shirt, and I explored his moist cave. We jumped with a start, disheveled with bruised lips, when the lights came back on. Slightly embarrassed, we tried to straighten out our clothing, smoothing wrinkles, redoing buttons. I cleared my throat nervously.

"So, uh, decide on a, um, place for, uh, dinner yet?"

"You know, you're really cute when you stutter." He flashed me a smile. "We should pay twelve bucks to make out more often. And why don't we go back to my place for dinner? Axel is probably spending the night with Roxas, anyway. We can stop by the grocery store on the way back, and I'll make you my specialty."

"Specialty? What's that?"

"It's a surprise. Can I drive?"

I tossed him my keys, and he blindfolded me with a bandana he found lying in my glove compartment. He left me in the car while he went in the store, and carefully led me up to his apartment, and down on his couch, all while I was still blindfolded. He pecked me on the cheek, and told me dinner would be ready in twenty minutes, tops. Fifteen minutes later, I felt his hand encircle mine, and gently pull me into the breakfast nook. He slid in the booth, pulling me in behind him. With a flourish he whipped of my blindfold. A genuine smile crept across my face when I saw what was in front of me. Scooby-Doo mac n' cheese. He really did make me the dinner I used to have as a kid, complete with the glass of chocolate milk. I nearly tacked him down and smothered his mouth with kisses. He broke away, slightly panting, with a grin that stretched ear to ear.

"I'm glad you like it, but you better eat it before it goes cold."

"Demyx. I think I might just love you."

"Love ya, too, Zexy. Now hurry up and try it and tell me if it's any good."

I did as he said, and it was cooked to al dente perfection. We finished, did the dishes, and headed to his room. I glanced around, seeing all the things that made the room so Demyx-like; the bright blue walls, bubbles on the comforter, sitar in the corner.

"Will you play your sitar for me?"

"Sure! Lemme think of a song…"

I look across the room

I see your staring straight at me

I stare back, oblivious to the world as can be

You approach me silently

You tip your head towards me

You keep walking right on by

I wonder who you are

That mysterious stranger across the room

What's your story

Can I ever find out who you are

That mysterious stranger across the room

I see you across the room

Walking straight towards me

It only takes a moment

Just a moment for me to realize

That I'm in love with that mysterious stranger across the room

He finished the song and looked up at me, waiting to see my reaction.

"Demyx that was so….so…so… more than perfect!" He moved closer to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm glad you like it- I wrote it about you, the first time I saw you."

"Aww Demy-" My words were cut off, because a warm pair of lips pressed against mine. I smiled against them. Demyx quickly pulled away.

"What's that? A smile? No! It couldn't be. Not on my Zexy's face anyway!"

"So now my face is yours?" My smile turned into a smirk.

"You're mine, so yes, so is your face." Now it was his turn to smile. "And I'm going to make you smile."

"You wouldn't dare."

Demyx glomped me, and I was pinned beneath the blonde. He began tickling me; I tried to hold back the laughter, and failed miserably. We wrestled for a while, and then eventually lay sprawled out on his floor.

"I…hate…you…Demyx"

"You just said you loved me over dinner. Make up your mind, hypocrite." He turned his head to smirk at me. I grabbed his hand and rolled on top of him. My lips ghosted above his and I whispered one word, "Guess." He leaned forward to connect our lips, but I pulled away right before our lips touched.

"Oh look at the time. I should get going."

"You. Freaking TEASE! And why don't you spend the night here? It's almost midnight and you live kind of far away. Oh, don't look at me like that, it's not like we'll have sex, Zexy."

"Ok, I think that'll work, thanks."

"Anytime. Now about that kiss you were going to give me."

"Who said I was going to give you a ki-" Once again his warm lips pressing against mine cut off my words. His tongue gently pushed against my lips, which I parted allowing him entrance. This continued on for quiet some time, until Demyx's phone rang. It was Axel. He sent me an apologetic look.

"Hi Axel, what's up?"

"I'm moving in with Roxas! The apartment is now yours!"

"Cool. But was it necessary to call me this early in the morning and interrupt my make-out session" I shot him a death glare "What? It's not like he couldn't guess what's going on. to tell me? I mean don't get me wrong I'm super super excited but… "

"OK I get it your in head over heels for the guy. I just thought you'd want to know. Now go back to your Zexy."

"What did Axel have to say, Demyx?"

"He's moving in with Roxy! The apartment is mine!"

"That's fantastic news!"

"I know! Now you can come over whenever you want and we won't have to be worried about being interrupted and I can decorate the apartment however I want and I" he stopped to take a breath. "I can't wait! It's going to be so awesome!"

"It sounds really cool, but won't you get lonely all by yourself?"

"Well, no, because your going to be over so much I won't miss having a roommate!"

His childlike innocence brought a smile to my face, thought that only lasted a few seconds until a yawn took over.

"Oops sorry Zexy! You must be tired, it's like one in the morning!"

"I'm not really that ti-" I yawned again, and received a pointed look from Demyx. I decided he was right, and we got ready for bed. We had changed into pajama pants; I took a pair of his and was practically drowning in them, and stood for an awkward moment.

"So, I, uh, guess you could sleep in Axel's bed or um with mine if u uh wanted to."

"I'd love to share a bed with you, Demyx."

We climbed into bed, our arms wrapped around each other. I kissed my boyfriend and whispered good night.

Axel turned on the lights and blasted some heavy metal music rudely awakening us around ten in the morning.

"Up and at 'em love birds!" I shot him the best glare I could muster, while still entwined in bed with Demyx. "Zexion, I'm waking you guys up to help me back, so you can go back to whatever you were doing in three hours, tops." We dragged ourselves out of bed, showered separately (Axel was still home), and helped Axel packed. We stood at the door and waved good-bye as Axel drove away in his fiery red car. Demyx and I walked back inside, and collapsed on his couch. I landed on top him, and laid my head down on his chest, ready to crash. Just before we drifted off though, I heard him whisper, "I could get very used to this." I feel asleep grinning like a crazy man.

well I hope that was worth the wait! i am open to ideas for more themes, next up is taxi! thank you to all of the reviews,favorites and subscriptions ;D!