Chapter 7

Xaldin sat in his bed speaking French in a low tone into his cell-phone, speaking with his eldest sister, attempting not to wake up the one beside him. Though he couldn't help but to watch his lover sleep, a rare opportunity, thanks to his jet leg. Though it would be time enough for Luxord to wake up and start getting ready for work.

Luxord's eyes blinked open and he stretched at he looked up at his lover. "Morning..."

"Morning, I'm afraid, started three hours ago for me." Xaldin smiled, happy that the Brit was awake. "Thanks for the company, Lulu, I'll talk to you later." He pulled the phone away from his face and rubbed at it, clearing the screen until it was spotless.

Luxord smiled and pulled the man down into a kiss. "Jet lag?" he asked in a quiet voice.

Xaldin nodded and shrugged. "It's fine, that's why I don't have work today, or tomorrow."

Luxord chuckled and kissed him again. "You are rather cranky after a long plane ride."

Xaldin pouted and crossed his arms. "It's not my fault I can't sleep well..." He mumbled, yet he wasn't really hurt. After all it was the truth.

"I love you and your crankiness, love." he said then stood up out of bed.

Xaldin grinned and threw a pillow at the blond. "Go get ready for work."

"I will." he said then headed to the closet. "You're lucky you get to be lazy all day just because you're a bitch after you travel."

"So what if I am?" The violet-eyed man rubbed at his head. "I just have a great boss that lets me stay off work."

Luxord chuckled as he kicked off his boxers, he pulled on a pair on slacks. "Lucky."

Xaldin reached up in a stretch, then got up himself. "You're models are the lucky ones, getting to be with you all day."

He laughed. "I'm pretty sure they wouldn't agree with you. I can be a bitch too sometimes. When I don't get my way."

"Ehh, they'll get over it." Xaldin yawned and hugged him around the waist. "You aren't that bad..."

"You haven't seen me at work." he said and kissed the top of Xaldin's head.

"Heh." Xaldin kissed him gently, reaching into the closet to pull out a pale blue shirt from the closet. "This one."

"Hmm? That one?" he echoed and took the shirt from his lover. "It's one of your favorites isn't it?"

"Everything you wear is my favorite." The black-haired man laughed and pulled away. "I'm beginning to feel a headache come along...You better escape while you can."

The blond man chuckled and kissed Xaldin quickly before heading to the door. "I'll let you see me in your absolute favorite when I get home. Nothing."

"You better." The paler man walked over to the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of aspirin. "I'm apparently baby-sitting today. I'll be needing a lot of this today."

"Babysitting the little blondie?" Luxord asked and ran a hand through his hair.

"Oh, yeah...guess I have to watch him too, but it's Vidina that I'll need the aspirin for. Runt is louder than Wakka, sometimes..." He took two and finished off the glass of water on the nightstand, sticking out his tongue at the stagnant liquid.

Luxord laughed and walked over to his lover to give him one more kiss. "Are they visiting today?"

"Officially, after Wakka's done coaching. Lulu is dropping Vidina off in about a half- hour or so." Xaldin shrugged. "The joys of being an uncle: free baby-sitting."

Luxord smiled and wrapped his arms around him. "When I get home I'll give you a massage." he whispered.

"That would be amazing, thank you in advance." Xaldin sighed and leaned forward. "Don't take too long at work."

The blond smirked and kissed his lover. "I'll leave early if I can."

"Alright, I'll just annoy you with texts in the mean time." The younger man walked over to the closet and started to pull clothing out to change into.

"I'll be looking forward to them." he said and walked out of the room with a parting I love you.

With a long sigh, Xaldin quickly went to the bathroom, making sure to knock on Xigbar's door as his 15 minute warning. "Xigbar, you have work today, start waking up." The older man simply rolled into a different position in the bed without even eliciting a groan of annoyance.

Demyx opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Xigbar. "Mmm... Xiggy it's time to wake up..."

"Mmmmmmnnn..." Xigbar growled into his pillow. "I don't want to get up..." He mumbled.

Demyx giggled and poked his chest. "Wake up Xiggy."

A sharp golden eye opened and stared at Demyx for a moment before finally relenting and lifting his body from the bed in a stretch, arching his back until he heard a few pops, yawning as he did so. "Okaaaaay." He rubbed the back of his neck and twisted so that he'd fall back onto the bed facing the ceiling.

Demyx sat up and giggled again. "Wake up means get up, Xiggy."

"I know." Xigbar covered his face with his hands and yawned again, pressing his hands into his face, creating more cracks to be heard. "It feels like I've been on vacation, when only it's been a regular weekend for me. I hate work." He chuckled.

Demyx smiled and sat up to look at the human. "If you do a good job at work I'll give you reward when you get home."

"Ooh, now that sounds like incentive. But why should I have to wait when I've already got the prize?" He snaked an arm around Demyx and pulled him into a gentle kiss.

The merman kissed him back then placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back. "The sooner you go to work the sooner you get home." he said quoting Xigbar's words from the night before.

Xigbar sighed and sat up, turning his back to the dirty blond. "Yeah, yeah..." He reached for his brush and started to comb through his hair.

Demyx sat up and put his hand over Xigbar's that held the brush. "Can I comb your hair?"

The older man was caught off-guard and tensed a little, before relaxing. "Yeah...sure." He tugged at his eye patch to pull it off, so that Demyx wouldn't catch it with the brush.

Demyx smiled and started brushing through the hair. "You have very soft hair Xiggy."

"Th-thank you." Xigbar blushed and bit his lip, fiddling with the eye patch in his hands, no past lover ever offered to brush his hair before, and to be treated as gently either.

After he was finished he set the brush down and hugged the man from behind. "I love you Xiggy."

Xigbar cleared his throat as he felt his face grow hotter and nodded. "I love you too...Demyx." He placed a hand over Demyx's and gently squeezed it.

He smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'm so glad." he whispered and laid back on the bed.

"I won't stop." He turned so that he was facing his lover, hair covering his scarred eye. "Loving you."

He smiled and reached up to push the hair away from Xigbar's eye. "I won't stop loving you either."

"Hmm." Xigbar leaned forward to kiss him deeply. He raised a hand to cup the teen's cheek.

Demyx pulled the man down to deepen kiss. "Maybe work can wait..."

Xigbar sighed when he heard the second knock on his door and traced a finger along Demyx's jaw line. "I'm afraid it can't..." He pulled away. "Xaldin will drag me out of bed in the next five minutes, regardless of what I'm doing."

Demyx smiled and wrapped his arms around Xigbar's neck. "Even if your inside me?" he whispered.

"Mmn." Xigbar felt like he was between a rock and a hard place. "Xigbar. Cul du lit, Maintenant!"

Now he really felt trapped. "Demyx, I would but..." He looked back at the door. "I can't." He got out of the bed and quickly started to change.

"It's ok I know you have to work." he said with a giggle and laid back down. "I'll be waiting for you."

"Mmhm. I'll be looking forward to getting back. Now you be a good boy for Xaldin, ok?" He pulled his backpack up off the floor and pulled his eye patch over his eye.

Demyx smiled and nodded as he burrowed back into the bed. "I will. Have fun at work Xiggy."

"Alright, I'll be back...uhm, I'll just text you." Xigbar shook his head with a silly grin on his face. "No, I'll text Xaldin, you don't have a phone." He backed out of the room and ran a hand through his hair. "Off to work, Xal. See you later." Xaldin shrugged as he pulled on his shirt with a grunt.

Demyx wrapped the sheet around himself and hurried to the bedroom door. "Xiggy what's a phone?"

"Oh, it's a ah..." He dug his cell out of his pocket. "It's one of these things, let's you talk to people without having to be beside them."

Demyx looked confused. "Explain it to me later?"

"Yeah." He heard the doorbell ring. "Lu dumping the squealer on you today?" He said as he neared the door.

"Shut up, she's not dumping him..." Xaldin opened up the door and managed a smile. "Goodie, he's sleeping."

"It so nice to know that you pray for him to be sleeping every time I bring him to you." The woman at the door said with a smile.

"Hey, it's not my fault that I already have a headache, this early." Xaldin stepped away from the door.

"Hey, Lu." Xigbar kissed her on the cheek as he passed by. "Bye, Lu." He continued to his car.

"Good morning to you too Xigbar. Late for work?" she asked and handed the child in her arms to her brother.

"Sort of..." Xigbar tossed his backpack into the car. "I wanna get there early so I can come home early."

"He has a new boyfriend." Xaldin held Vidina closely.

"Oh? A new boyfriend?" she walked into the house and closed the door. "How long do you think this one will last?"

"Mmmm pretty sure this one is...pretty permanent." Xaldin walked back to the living room and sat on the couch. "Xigbar is pretty happy right now."

"Permanent? That serious huh?" she asked and sat down next to the younger man.

"Yeah. He's attached to him, hasn't gone a day without going to work, thus why he rushed out." Vidina turned slightly in his arms and he quickly adjusted.

"Ah… I'll have to be sure to meet this boy sometime." She said thoughtfully.

"Yeah well, he's probably getting ready for the day, though I have no idea what he'll do with himself for the day." Xaldin leaned back in the couch and Vidina's eyes cracked open slightly and as realization that he wasn't in his mother's arms he started cry. "No, no no...It's ok, Mommy's right here, see?" He tilted so that the baby could see Lulu and screamed when she wouldn't take him.

Demyx came out from the back bedrooms, now dressed and looked at the two on the couch. "Is that a baby?"

Lulu turned slightly and looked at the boy. "Oh and who are you?"

Xaldin hushed at the baby and got up to quiet him down. "C'mon, it's ok..." He glanced to Demyx. "Yes, Vidina is the baby, and this is my sister Lulu." He said quickly.

"Oh. Hello, it's nice to meet you." he said and walked over to the couch. "I'm Demyx... Um why is he crying?"

"Because, that's what he does, Demyx. He's a baby and he wants his mommy but if I hand him over she won't be able to leave." Xaldin smiled through his teeth.

"Oh um... then maybe I can help?" he asked and looked at Lulu. "If it ok with the mother?"

Lulu smiled. "If you can get Vidina to stop crying I'll be impressed."

"Oh, sure. Go ahead and try, nothing makes this kid quiet." He gently handed over the red-headed baby.

Demyx took the crying infant into his arms with a smile and started to rock him gently. "Now now little one... there's no reason to be crying..." he whispered and started to sing quietly in a strange language.

"Eh..." Xaldin stared at the baby who sniffled and turned towards the dirty blond. "No way..." He looked back to Lulu making a face, as if he was saying 'Oh, come on!'

Demyx smiled at the baby and kissed his forehead. "Sleep little one."

Vidina, clamed down almost immediately and fell back to sleep. Xaldin crossed his arms and shook his head. "Unbelievable."

Demyx looked up with a smile on his face. "What? It's what my mother used to sing when I was little and couldn't sleep."

"Absolutely amazing. Xaldin you're fired." Lulu said without taking her eyes off the boy who was holding her child.

"Like you were paying me anything." Xaldin shrugged and held up his hands. "Well, if he's the amazing baby-whisperer, then who am I to keep the two from each other?

Demyx looked up at the two. "Oh no I would never dream of keeping Vidina from his beloved Uncle." Demyx said softly

"It's up to Mommy." Xaldin crossed his arms and rose an eyebrow to his sister.

"Now I'm only kidding Xaldin. I just think that maybe Demyx is better with Vidina than you are." she said with a smile

"I'm better with girls, Lulu..." He held his arms out to take Vidina back.

Demyx placed the baby boy back into Xaldins arms and smiled. "He is very beautiful." he said quietly.

Lulu smiled up at the blond boy. "Thank you."

"Heh. Well, look at that. He's able to handle being in my arms." Xaldin smirked.

Lulu smiled. "Because Demyx sang him to sleep with his beautiful voice."

Demyx blushed and shook his head. "No I don't have that good of a voice."

"I'll have to tell Xigbar that you can sing." Vidina reached up in his sleep and grabbed onto one of Xaldin's dreds. "And the grabbing begins." He smiled slightly.

"But I really can't. Not as well as others that I grew up with. I just have a regular normal voice." he said with a blush.

"You can sing better than me." The black-haired man sat down. "You don't have to be so humble, Xigbar would love to hear you sing."

"But..." he blushed and looked away. "It's embarrassing." he whispered.

"Embarrassing how? There's nothing to be ashamed of or worried about." Xaldin leaned back in the couch.

"You really think he would like my voice?" he whispered and looked up at the two humans.

"Of course he will dear. He would love to have you sing to him." Lulu said.

"Demyx, he loves everything about you. Hearing you sing would make him extremely happy." Xaldin nodded.

Demyx blushed a bright shade of red and he looked down. "If you think so... When does he get home again?"

"Hm. Depends on how fast he can get his work done. I would say 4 at the latest." Xaldin shrugged. "He'll be back before then though."

"Wh-what should I sing for him?" he asked and lowered himself to the floor.

"Whatever you want to sing." Xaldin laughed quietly. "Whatever you think he would like."

Demyx pulled his knees to his chest and tilted his head to the side. "I don't know..." he said thoughtfully.

"Heck, sing what you sang to Vidina, it was nice." Xaldin reached for the remote to the TV, but decided against it, figuring Xigbar would have it just loud enough to wake his nephew.

"But that's a song to calm little ones." he whispered and closed his eyes in thought.

"Then sing something romantic to him." He glanced to his older sister. "Bag has plenty of toys for him to keep him occupied while he's awake, right? Quiet ones?"

Lulu laughed. "Yes the quietest ones I own." she said and stood up. "Take care Xal. We be back by dinner."

"Alright, I'll be sure to make something good. Have a good day at work." Xaldin looked up at the ceiling beginning to go through his mental cookbook.

Lulu led herself to the door. "Oh and Demyx?"

"Yes?" Demyx asked, looking up at her.

"Xigbar has a weakness for cute boys who can sing." she said then left the house.

Demyx looked confused. "What does she mean? A weakness?"

"She means, the moment you sing a verse to him he'll have a puddle of drool as big as the ocean if he doesn't attach himself to you."

Demyx's blush deepened in color and he bit his lip. "Oh... Well I'll have to be sure to sing something very nice then."

"So what kind of songs do you have about love?" He tilted his head and stared at the dirty blond. "If there's songs about calming infants, then there could be songs about luring someone to bed-if that's what you'd want to do."

Demyx's eyes widened and he looked down at the ground. "I couldn't possibly sing... THAT song..."

"So there is a song like that, well why not? Is there something wrong with it?" Xaldin smirked.

"It's... it's too embarrassing..." he shook his head. "There's nothing wrong with it..."

"Why is it too embarrassing? Is it a song only women sing?" He thought a moment. "Or is there more to this song than just singing?"

"Well there's singing and it usually leads to... well other things..." he whispered softly.

"Isn't that the point of the song, though?" Xaldin crossed his legs. "Unless you don't want to do that then sing something...sweet."

"Hmmm... I think I have the perfect song." he smiled.

"So I guess that's a no to the first idea?" Xaldin tilted his head, figuring if he wasn't going to sing it to him he'd mention it to Xigbar.

"No...it's far too embarrassing." he said and buried his face into his knees.

"Ok...but I bet he'd like it. but go ahead, go with what you choose, don't let me sway you." Xaldin quickly turned on the TV and jabbed the mute button.

Demyx looked up. "I hope so. Um... so what are we going to do all day?"

"Well, I'll be taking care of him all day. Can't do much else otherwise I would clean...straighten up around the house. Why already bored?" Xaldin chuckled.

Demyx said up straight. "No I'm not bored." he said then sighed. "Maybe a little. I miss Xiggy..."

"Well, if you are looking for something to do...maybe you could help Xigbar with his room? Make his bed, pick up stuff...he lives like a teenager."

"Do you think that... he would like that?" he asked and stretched his legs out.

"To be honest I'm not sure." Xaldin shifted slightly in his seat. "I've offered to clean it myself, but he declined. And past girlfriends have told him to clean it himself, to which he just shrugs it off."

"Oh um well I don't know much about cleaning a human's room so..." he stood up and moved over to the couch to sit down.

"I can help you, if you want to try. I mean, as Luxord so painstakingly pointed out, with you being what you are it would be difficult to secure you a job. " Xaldin frowned.

"I'll gladly help you around the house!" he said and clasped his hands together. "I don't want to be a burden..."

"You aren't a burden, but helping around the house would be appreciated, especially if you get bored easily." Vidina yawned and twisted around until he found a more comfortable position.

"Would... would you teach me how to cook too?" he asked quietly. "I would love to cook for Xiggy."

"Oh, sure. I can show you tonight when I make something for dinner." He stood up. I'm going to make him a more comfortable place to sleep."

"I'm going to clean Xiggy's room for him..." he said with a smile and stood up to go to the room he shared with the human. "Um... Xaldin?"

"Hm?" Xaldin leaned out of his bedroom door, Vidina still clutching tightly to him.

"What do I do with all of his clothes?" he asked quietly so he wouldn't wake the baby. "Where do I put them?"

"Uhm, well if they're rumpled and lying on the floor...just separate them into like colors and once you do that I'll tell you what to do with them. If they're clean, put them on the bed." Xaldin went into his bedroom and gently placed his nephew in the middle of the bed, setting pillows around him.

"Clean... well if they're on the floor they must be dirty. Why would they be on the floor?" he muttered to himself and started piling clothes onto the bed to sort later.

Xaldin closed his door quietly and headed to Xigbar's room. "All of that is clean?" He pointed to the clothing on the bed.

"No... it was all on the floor... That means it's dirty right?" he asked and looked at him from the other side of the bed.

"Yes. Dirty stuff should be sorted into different piles of different colors, for laundry." Xaldin started to pull from the pile on the bed. "Now you can't tell Xigbar I helped you."

"Ok... but why?" he asked and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Because, if he even had the slightest hint that I did something like this, then he'd accuse me of cleaning his room completely and hiding behind you." He sighed as he tossed a pair of pants behind him, seeming as if he wanted to say more but just couldn't figure the proper words to say it.

"Oh ok I promise I won't say anything." he said and picked up a few shirts. "What about these?"

"Well, just put those with these," He pointed to the pile of white clothing. "But don't ever mix those two colors together, unless you want Xigbar's wardrobe to go pink. The red one goes in this pile."

Demyx put them in the correct piles and smiled. "So Xaldin... what's your relationship with Xiggy?"

Xaldin suddenly cleared his throat and stared at the pile he was sifting through. "I met him through Lulu, they were classmates."

"Oh... how did you come to live together?" he asked and continued to sort clothes.

"Oh well, I wanted to get out of the house. Xigbar just kind of...followed with me." Xaldin shrugged and left the room to grab a basket.

"Xaldin...? Were you the friend who took him in after his father..." he trailed off and stared down at the clothes.

"After what?" The older man came back in with a basket and started getting the whites into it.

"After his father attacked him?" he asked softly.

"So," He looked up from the basket. "He has told you about...that." Xaldin shook his head. "No, it was Lulu that convinced our parent's to adopt him. I didn't really know him before then."

Demyx frowned. "I still don't understand how a father can treat his son that way... It's too horrible..." he sniffled.

"Don't dwell on it. A lot of Xigbar is based around that one moment in his life. If you think about it he'll either become extremely cheerful to the point that he makes you think he doesn't care or he'll get distant." Xaldin stood up with the basket.

"I hope that someday I can heal him, if only just a little bit." he whispered. "Do you think he would ever let me?"

"What do you mean, heal him?" He tilted his head to the door. "Come on, I'll teach you how to use the washer."

"He's been through so much his heart must hold a lot of pain." he stood up and followed Xaldin.

"How exactly would you go about 'healing' him?" Xaldin opened the door to the room that held the washer, dryer, and other assorted cleaning supplies.

"By helping him feel better about his past. I don't want him to hurt anymore." he said.

"Well if he's told you about that night then if you push it too hard you run the risk of him going cold on you." The violet-eyed man set the basket on top of the dryer. "This is the washer. You open it and stuff the clothes in and then you close the door." He demonstrated with a tee and then opened up a small compartment near the top. "Then you grab this." He held up a large blue plastic container." Open the lid...and pour it up to this line, see?"

"So I shouldn't try to ask too many questions about his past?" he asked and nodded to Xaldin's instructions.

"I tried once, and I was pretty much grounded for making Xigbar so..." He shook his head. "Just, be careful how you go about it. Now you pour what you poured into the cup into this thing right here. Then you push that back in and then you hit the power button, choose the setting and hold the start button."

"Ah... I'll be careful... Thank you Xaldin." he said and looked at the washer. "So... I think I got it." he said referring to the laundry.

"It's definitely not a problem." He stepped away from the washer. "Ok, now show me." He nodded at the basket.

He picked up the load of whites and put them in the washer. "Like that?"

"Yup." Xaldin shut the door to the machine. "Now, start it. I've already put the detergent in."

Demyx held down the button and jumped when the machine started up. "It's loud..."

"Yeah, wait til you hear the dryer." He opened up the door to said machine. "Now once the washer is finished, it'll beep, telling you that it needs to be put in here. Once you've got it all in there you have to put a dryer sheet in and then close the door. Then you turn this dial here and then push the start button."

"Got it." he said with a smile. "Will you help me with the rest of his room? Now that I look at it... it looks like a whirlpool went through there." he said with a smile.

"Alright, as long as Vidina is still sleeping." Xaldin said and stepped out of the small room. "I think he'll appreciate it."

"You do?" he asked with a huge smile. "That makes me happy."

"I'm pretty sure anything you do would make him happy." The black-haired man rubbed the back of his neck. "You might just be able to get in past his defenses."

"Past his defenses? What do you mean?" he asked as he walked back towards Xigbar's room.

"He's actually extremely touchy. A real emotional pot of angst, but he's played up his personality so well that even I sometimes forget about what happened." Xaldin leaned on the door frame.

Demyx frowned. "I don't want him to have to pretend to be happy." he whispered.

"Well, he's happier, by just a smidge, I can tell." He looked around the room. "Just keep doing what your doing."

"I'm just being me." he said and sat down on the bed. "Nothing special. Just me."

"But that is special. Xigbar likes you, and he was perfectly content before meeting you. He's only with guys if he's not happy." Xaldin placed his hands on the teen's shoulders. "Don't sell yourself short."

"So I'm the first male that he's been happy with? How many has he been with?" he asked and looked around his lovers room.

"Well...I haven't kept count..." The violet-eyed man bit his lip. "At least...ten, though."

"T-ten? Oh my..." he looked down at his hands that were in his lap.

"Don't worry about it." He let go of the boy and started tidying up his desk. "I would like to ask you to not use the vacuum, until the room is completely clean and Vidina is not sleeping."

"Vac-cum?" he tilted his head to the side. "What is that?"

"It sucks up all the stuff that's too tiny for us to pick up ourselves. Very loud." He started picking up pencils and putting them away.

"Loud?" he stood up and moved over to Xaldin. "What should I do now?"

"Just pick up what you think looks messy and put them where you think they should go. If you aren't sure ask me." Xaldin leaned down under the bed and shook his head.

Demyx crotched down on the other side of the bed and made a face. "My goodness did he just shove everything under here?"

"I guess so. Like I said he lives like a teenager." He reached in and started pulling stuff out.

"Is this..." he pulled out a pizza box and sniffed it then dropped it with a disgusted sound. "Oh God what is this?"

"What the hell? Xigbar is going to get yelled at now, that's just gross." Xaldin picked up the box with a tissue and quickly moved to get it out of the house as quickly as possible.

"Xaldin... what was that?" he asked when the other man came back into the room.

"It was a pizza box, with who knows what inside." Xaldin made a disgusted noise. "I think I'm going to have to remind him of certain rules."

"Pizza... box. I'm sorry I still don't know what a lot of things are." he said softly and continued pulling things out from under the bed.

"Food." Xaldin got up and left the room to get some cleaning supplies, when he got back he shrugged. "That's ok, you'll learn everything at your own pace. I can only imagine how much information you've gotten in such a short time."

Demyx smiled and nodded. "Yes your world is so very confusing at times." he said.

"Well, try learning English from scratch. -That's- the most annoying thing in the world." Xaldin held out a tall can and a cloth. "This is for dusting. You see anything grayish that comes off on your fingers, spray the cloth by pushing this button and wipe it until there's no more gray."

Demyx took the can and nodded. "Right... ok." he said and looked around the room.

"This isn't too much for you, is it?" Xaldin knelt down under the bed and pulled out an article of clothing. "Oh look, a white shirt..."

"No. I'm usually a fast learner. I'm just trying to take this one day at a time. Xiggy helps me out a lot by showing me things on his... his... metal box that opens."

Xaldin narrowed his eyes as he tried to figure out what he meant and looked around for anything that would fit the description. "Oooowha-oh! Uhh...laptop?" He pointed to said item in question.

Demyx looked at the item and nodded. "Yes! His laptop." he said with a smile. "He even showed me his... bookface?"

"Facebook." He sat on the bed, trying to think of what else he could tell Demyx to do, fiddling with the shirt in his hands.

"Yeah. He said that once I know more about your world I can have one." he said with a smile.

"Yeah? Hey, we've just put a load of whites in the washer, but we missed one. What should we do with it?" He stood up and raised an eyebrow.

"Um... wash it by itself?" he asked and shrugged.

"No we will put it in a box that holds dirty clothing until the next time. We call it a hamper." He glanced around and walked over to where he knew it should be and uncovered it from underneath a blanket, then opened it. "All dirty clothes need to go in here, if they did not make it to the pile."

Demyx nodded again. "Ok I get it. That makes sense. I just didn't think about that cause Xiggy usually just throws it on the floor."

"He's an awful example of proper living." Xaldin shrugged. "You'd think he'd learn something; he shared a room with me so everything was clean...since I did all the work."

Demyx giggled. "Maybe you should have made him clean a little then growing up."

"Not a chance. If something was out of place, I made it right as soon as I saw it. Me cleaning for Xigbar isn't a gesture of niceness, it's just something he's used to." Xaldin twisted sharply when he thought he heard movement in his room.

The blond smiled. "Then maybe I'll just pick up where you left off and clean for him."

"If that's what you want. Excuse me, I need to check on Vidina." Xaldin left to go into his bedroom.

Demyx stood up and looked around the room looking for something that he could clean and decided to make the bed.

Xaldin walked back in with an upset Vidina, clutching at his shirt, his seemingly content face replaced by an annoyed one. "He's hungry. Just ask me if you need reminding of anything."

"Oh... ok thank you Xaldin." he said with a smile and continued to try and make the bed.

Xigbar felt like he couldn't get home fast enough. He never felt this kind of sensation before, especially with a guy. That feeling was usually a clinging need rather than a pleasure to come home to a sweet, wonderful-Xigbar shook his head as his thoughts suddenly took a turn for the sickening mush it was turning into. As he parked his car and smiled. He was totally in love and there was no escaping it. "I'm home!" He proclaimed, opening the front door to which he was greeted with not the smiling face of his lover but the annoyed glare of his 'brother'. "Oh, sorry."

"Sorry? Do you have any idea what I've had to deal with today?" he said while glaring at Xigbar. "I hate kids..." he muttered and went back to the living room where Demyx was sitting while holding a smiling Vidina in his arms.

"Ohhh, come on now, you don't really mean that. That's just you being upset from your jet lag." Xigbar pouted slightly when he saw The dirty blond's hands full. "How was your day?"

Demyx smiled and looked up at his lover. "It was good. I cleaned your room."

"Ah, what..." He glanced to Xaldin and then back to Demyx. "Uhh...you, mm-You cleaned my r-room?"

Demyx nodded. "Yes and I have to say it was a disaster... There was a... a... A pizza box was it? Under your bed."

"Pizza?" Xigbar tried to recall the last time he had pizza.

"Yeah, about that, I've told you: no keeping food in your room, either put it in the refrigerator or throw it away. Not under your bed." Xaldin added and took Vidina from Demyx's arms.

Demyx stood up as soon as the baby was out of his arms and hugged his lover. "I missed you so much." He pulled back slightly and looked up at Xigbar. "Come. I want you to see what I did."

"You...really didn't have to..." Xigbar looked down the hallway, but obliged in following Demyx to his room. "Seriously, Demyx..."

Demyx looked up at the man with a frown. "Did you not want me to? I worked really hard on it..."

"No! It's just that, my room was a mess, it probably took you forever." He let his book bag slip from his shoulder.

"Not too long..." he said softly. "I wanted to." he said with a smile.

Xigbar stopped in his doorway and looked at the room. Everything was neat and organized, drawers were closed properly, there was virtually nothing under the bed either. Even the bed was made. At this point the book bag had fell out of his grip completely and it hit the floor with a heavy thud.

"Oh no... did I not do it right?" he rushed into the room and looked around. "I'm sorry..."

The older man shook his head and pulled Demyx to him, wrapping his arms around the teen. "You did everything right...thanks."

Demyx blinked and looked up at his lover. "Oh... You're welcome." he said softly. "I have something else for you. Xaldin and Lulu said I have to do it."

"Have to do what?" Xigbar tilted his head to the side and rubbed at his eye, making sure that there was no evidence of emotion leaking out where it shouldn't.

"Sing to you." he said with a blush and looked down at the ground.

"Wait, so you're telling me that you can sing, too? I guess I should have known, you being merman and all..." He reached up and gently touched the teen's face, lifting it to look back at him, an expectant look on his own.

"Y-you want me to sing now?" he asked quietly and bit his lip.

"Only if you want to..." Xigbar whispered and smiled. "It would be nice to hear your voice though."

"How do you know that you'll like my voice? You might hate it." he muttered with a pout.

"Hate it? Demyx, when it comes to you, dislike isn't even in my vocabulary." Xigbar took Demyx's hand and sat himself down on his bed. "Why do you think I could hate...anything about you?"

"My voice isn't that great..." he mumbled and looked to the ground.

"How can I tell if I haven't heard it? Your voice is fine..." He squeezed the dirty blond's hand and smiled.

Demyx closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he started to sing. "Take me to the ocean blue. Let me dive right into anything I'll ever capture. You can wait up all night. Waiting for wrong or right. I always knew where I had you. You can lie on my waves. You can sleep in my caves. Living on the edge of peace. Knowing that water can freeze. Do you still want me to open. Come on into my waves, You can sleep in my caves. Let me know that you will hold me till the tides take my soul. We belong to the sea, to the waves you and me. Living in the ocean so blue. We belong to the sea, open wide being free. A minute everlasting with you. And as soon as it stops, we'll all be a drop. Coming down on your wide open sea. Can you wash me away? Will you dry me one day? Take me to the place where I came from. If I had an open heart, would you tear that apart? Why do I feel that you're lonesome? Come on into my waves. You can sleep in my caves. Let me know that you will hold me till the tides take my soul. We belong to the sea, to the waves you and me. Living in the ocean so blue. We belong to the sea, open wide being free. A minute everlasting with you. And as soon as it stops, we'll all be a drop. Coming down on your wide open sea. There's a thunder inside me, that your silence will kill. And I know that you forced me, to get rid of what I feel. We belong to the sea. To the waves you and me. Living in the ocean so blue. We belong to the sea. Open wide being free. A minute everlasting with you. And as soon as it stops. We'll all be a drop. Coming down on your wide open sea." He opened his eyes and bit his lip.

"Ah, and you think your voice isn't that great? What are all the other merpeeps opera singers or something? That was...nice." Xigbar stood up and bit his lip. "I'm...glad to have you."

Demyx looked up and placed his hands in his lap. "Glad to have me? Did you really like it?"

"Yeah. I did. You really need to stop second guessing yourself." Xigbar shook his head. "You're too good for me." He smiled and touched Demyx's face. "I love you."

"I love you too." he whispered and leaned into Xigbar's hand. "But I'm not too good for you."

"You're perfect." Xigbar leaned forward to kiss him gently. "You are...just perfect."

"I'm far from perfect." he whispered and let his eyes slip closed.

"Mm, you're perfect enough for me..." He tilted his lover's neck slightly as he began to lean over him.

Demyx whimpered slightly and started to lay back on the bed. "Xiggy..." he moaned softly.

The older man pulled away and licked his lips. "Sorry, I hadn't kissed you yet..."

"W-well... you can kiss me now." he said and reached up to tangle his fingers into Xigbar's hair.

He leaned closer and kissed Demyx gently, letting a finger draw down the boy's neck.

Demyx whimpered into the kiss and tilted his head back to give Xigbar's fingers more room.

"Mm." The one-eyed man rubbed a particular spot with is middle finger and slowly deepened the kiss, shifting into a more comfortable position.

"Mmm..." Demyx moaned softly and wrapped his arms around Xigbar's neck.

After a moment, Xigbar pulled away slightly, only a few inches from his lover's face. "I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too..." he whispered and looked into Xigbar's eyes. "I want you..."

The older man bit the inside of his lip, hearing those words. Now he really wished he hadn't sanded as many boards as he could, looking for time off. "I always want you, Demyx. But..." He sighed as he began to pull away.

"But...?" he frowned and looked up at his lover. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just...a little tired, y'know? I worked really hard at the shop today." The brunet sat up and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm all for cuddling right now, though."

Demyx looked down. "Oh...a-a-alright." he sat up and placed his hands in his lap. "Would you like me to get you anything?"

Xigbar shook his head and smiled slightly. "Nope, all I need is right here." He flopped down onto his bed and pulled Demyx with him. "I just wanna talk, or not talk. Just relax..."

Demyx rested his head on Xigbar's chest and closed his eyes. "You shouldn't work so hard. You'll end up hurting yourself."

"Well if I work hard then I might make more money, or even better have time off, finishing orders quickly, getting paid extra..." Xigbar stared at his ceiling fan.

"What good is the time off if you're too tired to spend it with me?" he whispered and laid an arm across Xigbar's waist.

"I'm spending time with you right now." Xigbar scrunched his eyebrows.

"Well yes... but just look at how tired you are." he said and ran his hand up and down Xigbar's chest.

"I'm not-Demyx, I want to relax. I want to just sit sometimes, not do anything." He twisted to look at the dirty blond. "I'm sorry."

Demyx looked down and bit his lip. "No I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you..."

"I'm not upset." Xigbar reached to stroke his cheek. "I'm just...overwhelmed over what you did for me today. I'm really happy."

He looked up. "Really? Cleaning your room made you happy?"

"Yeah, as simple as the task sounds...and how lazy it makes me seem...I really do appreciate it." Xigbar smiled.

Demyx smiled and placed his hand over Xigbar's. "I'll clean it everyday then..."

"My room will be cleaner than Xaldin's if you do." Xigbar laughed and took a deep breath. "So, I talked to my boss today."

"About what?" he asked and looked up at his lover, running his hand up and down Xigbar's chest.

"Asked him about possibly hiring some help to the shop." He licked his lips. "Actually it was the only thing we talked about. Did you do any jobs before?"

"Um... No. I never had to work before." he said as he shook his head.

"Hm. Well..."Xigbar shifted slightly. "He asked me what my friend had to bring to the table and I sorta drew a blank."

"Oh well..." he frowned and laid his head on Xigbar's chest. "You could just teach me."

"I could, but you gotta learn fast, the boss doesn't like slow training. 'If they can't get it right the first time, I'm not wasting anymore wood on them!' He'd complain." The older man squeezed his lover's shoulder.

Demyx looked up with a small smile. "I can try. If I'm not good I'll just try something else. Maybe I can clean up around the shop?"

"Well, he's always accepting new people that want to rough up their hands." Xigbar shrugged and looked up at the ceiling. "I think clean-up would be better for you."

"Why do you think that?" he asked and ran his hands up Xigbar's chest slowly.

"Because rough hands aren't as fun to touch. I play the guitar, and I make surfboards. Calluses' aren't fun." He laughed

"Oh? And why is that? Do you like my hands the way they are?" he whispered and ran his hands back down Xigbar's chest.

"So what if I do?" The older man grabbed a hand and kissed the fingertips.

Demyx smiled and pressed himself closer to Xigbar. "Then I won't do any hard work with my hands. Unless it's with you of course..." he blushed.

"Then I'll tell my boss the truth. That my 'friend' is verrrry good at cleaning." Xigbar smirked and wrapped an arm around the teen's waist.

Demyx smiled and looked up at Xigbar. "Are you still too tired to do anything...?" he whispered.

"Well..." He raised a mischievous eyebrow. "Depends on what you want to do."

Demyx blushed slightly and pressed their lips together. "Whatever you want..."

"No, I think I'll let you lead." He licked his lips. "Does that sound good to you?"

Demyx bit his lip then ran a hand down to Xigbar's crotch. "You have to tell me if I'm doing it wrong..."

"You won't do anything wrong. Just be confident." Xigbar closed his eye and relaxed.

Demyx undid Xigbar's pants and slowly pushed his hands inside. "Like that?"

The older man nodded and reached to pull Demyx closer. "Don't think so hard about it."

Demyx bit his lip and wrapped his soft fingers around Xigbar's length.

"Mm..." Xigbar kissed him gently and bucked his hips to get more friction from the touch.

Demyx gasped slightly and kissed the man back. He moved his hand faster and parted his lips. Xigbar slipped his tongue inside the boy's mouth as he moaned quietly. He leaned forward a bit, deepening the kiss. Demyx leaned over the man and nipped at his tongue as his hand moved faster. Xigbar gasped slightly and had to remind himself not to pull away from the aggressive gesture. He responded with another buck. Demyx pulled his hand back so he could push down the man's pants.

Xigbar grinned into the kiss and pulled away. "I love you, Demyx." He traced a finger along the dirty blond's jaw line.

"I love you too Xiggy." he whispered and pushed down his underwear and ran his fingers down the man's shaft. "So much..."

"Don't tease me like that." Xigbar took a deep breath and let out a short laugh. "But you're so good at it you probably have no idea you're doing it."

"Oh? It's good?" he asked and continued to run his fingers up and down the length.

The older man groaned and squeezed his hand tightly. "...so good." He tilted his head to the side.

Demyx smiled and moved his head down to kiss down Xigbar's neck. He wrapped his fingers around Xigbar's erection and moved his hand slowly.

The one-eyed man gulped and grabbed the teen's shoulder. "Do you like what you're doing to me?" He asked quietly.

Demyx nodded and nipped at the sensitive skin lightly as he squeezed Xigbar's length.

"Nnh..." The older man twisted slightly and opened his eye slightly. "You are...too damn good." He bit his lip.

Demyx bit down a little harder and started to suck and moved his hand even faster.

"I'm...gonna come if you keep that up." Xigbar blushed and looked away.

Demyx looked up and smiled innocently. "Isn't that the plan?" he asked and ran his thumb over the head.

"It's...your plan." Xigbar moaned and he released in Demyx's hand, arching into his lover.

Demyx pulled back then looked down at his hand. He tilted his head to the side and licked at his hand like a kitten.

"Oh, God..." Xigbar watched him clean his hand for a moment before reaching out to pull him into a kiss.

Demyx's eyes widened then he closed his eyes and moaned into the kiss. The surfer wrapped his arms around Demyx's waist, quickly switching positions. Demyx moaned and wrapped his arms around Xigbar's neck pulling him closer.

Xigbar started to slip off Demyx's shirt and pulled out of the kiss to completely pull it off. "Anything else in mind?"

Demyx blushed and bit his lip. "I already said that I wanted you..."

"I was just making sure." He whispered and grinned. "I'll have you."

Demyx let out a moan and pulled him down into a passionate kiss.

"Mm." Xigbar quickly pulled off his own shirt, before returning to the kiss and started to work on Demyx's pants.

He pulled out of the kiss to let out a quiet moan. "Xiggy... love you..." he breathed.

Xigbar reached into his nightstand and snatched out a bottle of lubrication and opened it. Demyx wrapped his legs around the humans waist and bucked his hips upwards. "I want you..."

"Calm dow-! Demyx, gimme a sec." Xigbar chuckled and spread the lube across his fingers, dropping the bottle off the side of the bed. He then slid a finger into the teen and kissed him gently.

Demyx arched his back and moaned into the kiss. He wove his fingers into Xigbar's hair. Without wasting anymore time he added another finger and reached deep inside in effort to pleasure the ex-merman.

Demyx tossed his head back pulling out of the kiss with a loud moan. "Oh Xiggy!"

The older man pulled his fingers out and waited a moment for his love. "Are you ready, Demyx?"

"Did you really just ask that?" he panted out and tightened his legs around Xigbar's waist.

"Ok then." Xigbar thrusted into the teen and pulled him into a kiss.

Demyx dug his nails into Xigbar's back to keep from screaming out in pleasure. Xigbar moaned at the stimulus and continued moving his hips. If Demyx was going to be impatient, he wasn't going to wait for him to tell him otherwise.

Demyx arched his back again and pulled the human closer. "Oh... God... Xiggy."

"Harder?" He asked as he gripped Demyx's hips tighter. "Or faster?"

"B-both...!" he gasped out and tossed his head to the side.

Xigbar complied and thrusted deeper into the dirty blond. He took the opportunity to nip at the open neck before him.

"Oh Xiggy..." he moaned and pushed down on Xigbar's hips. "So good..."

The surfer reached for Demyx's length and stroked it in time with his thrusts.

Demyx grabbed on to Xigbar's shoulders and gripped them tightly. "Oh god Xiggy..."

"This is what you want, isn't it?" He whispered against the smooth flesh.

"Xi-Xiggy..." he panted and wrapped his arms around Xigbar's neck tightly. "Oh god please..."

"Hm?" Xigbar rubbed his thumb along Demyx's head. "What?"

Demyx gasped and buried his nails into Xigbar's back. "That... more of... that..."

Xigbar groaned and nodded slightly moving his hand faster and squeezed his member.

Demyx let out a loud moan and he arched his back. "X-Xiggy!" he shouted as he released into Xigbar's hand.

Xigbar thrusted into the boy a few more times before climaxing and he kissed his lover passionately.

Demyx kissed Xigbar back and collapsed back on the bed. "I love you..." he breathed.

"I love you more." Xigbar breathed with a smile. "More, more... more."

Demyx smiled and hugged the man tightly. "Never leave me. Never."

"I'd be an idiot to leave you for someone else." He draped an arm over Demyx's shoulders. "There's no one any where near as amazing as you."

The merman kissed his cheek and smiled. "There's no one as perfect as you..."

Xigbar chewed on the inside of his lip. He knew he should be taking it as the best compliment ever but he knew that it wasn't true...at least to himself, to Demyx? Maybe. "'Course."

Demyx sat up and looked down at the human. "You must be hungry. Would you like me to get you something?"

"Hm? Oh, uh...sure." Xigbar itched at his head. "Uh, s-surprise me." He started to pull himself up from the bed.

Demyx smiled and sat up and pushed Xigbar back down on the bed. "You just rest."

Xigbar nodded and watched his ceiling fan slowly rotate. "Demyx?"

Demyx looked back down at the man and smiled. "What is it?"

"I can't let you leave me." Xigbar spoke after a moment of silence. "I can't...allow myself to lose you." His golden eye had a strange look of seriousness.

Demyx stared at the man then smiled and crawled back onto the bed. "You'll never lose me." he said and took his face in his hands. "You're stuck with me."

"...Yeah." The older man replied and took a deep breath. "I won't let you go."

He kissed Xigbar's forehead and stood back. "Good. I'm going to get us something to eat."

"'Kay." Xigbar rolled over slightly when Demyx had left the bedroom and rubbed at his shoulder where the blond had dug in pretty deep. "Yikes, Demyx..." He put his face into his pillow and sighed.

Demyx walked back into the room carrying a plate with two sandwiches, a bag of chips, and two cans of pop. "Um... is this ok? It's all Xaldin could help me with having to care for Vidina and all."

"Hmn?" Xigbar sat up and looked at the plate. "Yeah, that's fine." He tilted his head to the side and rubbed his shoulder.

Demyx sat down on the bed and cuddled up to his lover. "I'm glad. I want to learn to cook. That way... I can make you dinner every night." He blushed and looked down at the sandwiches.

"Don't worry about that." He took a sandwich and took a bite of it. "Please don't feel so obliged to become a little housewife...This is good."

"But I want to be able to care for you. So far cleaning is all I've been good at." he said and picked up his own sandwich.

"Baby steps, Demyx...you've been doing more than you think you are." He opened his can of pop and looked away slightly. "Just take your time."

"But... I want to learn everything so that I won't be a bother anymore." he said and bit into his sandwich.

"You aren't Demyx, you aren't a bother." He took a drink and set down the plate. "Unless me wanting desperately to leave work to see you again is such a pain in your brain."

Demyx smiled and scooted closer to the man. "No. I guess not. I would love to be with you during the day though."

"Just try your hardest when I take you to the shop and you'll be perfectly fine." Xigbar poked him gently. "I feel like you aren't...relaxed. Your chi is just all..." He moved his hands around Demyx. "This shouldn't be bothering you this much.

"But I want to be perfect for you!" he said and looked up at the man. "I love you so much..."

"Demyx." Xigbar looked him hard in the eye. "Quit thinking you aren't exactly what I want."

Demyx stared at him and bit his lip. "Am I exactly what you want?" he asked quietly.

"Well yeah..." Xigbar set his food aside and placed his hands on his shoulders. "Yes. I should be the one changing for you, not the other way around."

"But you're just perfect the way you are." he said softly and looked into Xigbar's eyes.

"Then you should just understand that you are too." He smiled slightly. "Don't even try to think that you're any different."

Demyx blushed and looked down. "So you think I'm perfect? Am I still allowed to clean your room?"

"Of course. You're allowed to do whatever you want." He waved his arms at the room. "This room is just as much your room as it is mine."

"So... it's our room?" he looked up with a cute smile on his face.

"Yeah." Xigbar nodded and finished his sandwich. "Just take things slowly."

Demyx smiled and continued eating. "Ok. One step at a time."

"You don't have to try so hard every day. Don't let that pressure...consume you." Xigbar brushed some bangs out of the teens face. "Just be you."

"But I think it's worth it for you. I don't mind working hard... as long as it's for you." he said with a blush.

"Hmn?" Xigbar sat up and looked at the plate. "Yeah, that's fine." He tilted his head to the side and rubbed his shoulder.

Demyx eyed his lover and tilted his head to the side. "Are you in pain? Do you want me to rub your back?"

"Pain? Oh, no...but if you're offering, sure." Xigbar started to roll over and pulled his hair to the side.

Demyx set the rest of his food to the side and placed his hands on Xigbar's shoulders and started to rub gently.

"I'm...thinking about getting another tattoo." He mumbled into the pillow. "Well, was, I don't know about it now..."

"Another tattoo? Oh! Like your dragon one?" he asked as he ran his fingers over the ink.

"Mm, yeah. I just...don't know what to put and where to put it." He closed his eye. "Sounds stupid right?"

"Maybe… a yin yang?" he asked and ran his hands down Xigbar's back while applying pressure.

"Yin Yang?" Xigbar turned his head to the side. "Well that's interesting, do you know what that stands for?"
"Well in the sea... It's a symbol of two people coming together in love. Their hearts and souls becoming one." he said with a blush. "Is that not how it is here?"
"It more displays how opposites are interrelated. How one can't live without the other. So roughly translated...it still works." He smiled. "I just find it interesting that you would pick something from the Chinese culture."
"Well it was also part of my culture as well... Still I think it would look good on you." he said with bright red cheeks.
"Yeah? Well...where should I put this Yin Yang?" Xigbar sucked on his lower lip in thought.
Demyx ran his hands down Xigbar's back close to his ass. "Oh I don't know..."
"I don't want to put it near the dragon, I'd feel crowded in my own skin, if that makes sense to you." He lifted his arms up slightly. "How about..." He pointed to his right wrist, "here?"
Demyx looked down at the place where Xigbar's was pointing. "I was thinking over the heart would look good. But I like that too."
"Putting that kind of tattoo near your heart would mean you have a conflict of interest., indecisive, and most likely moody." He chuckled. "I'll put it on my wrist." Xigbar nodded and plopped his face back into the pillow.
Demyx smiled and leaned down to kiss the back on Xigbar's neck. "I think it will look great." he whispered.
The older man nodded his head again. "I have the perfect idea for the design. I just have to convince Zell to do it for me. He's more of a tribal kind of guy, but I'm sure he can manage a tiny one."

"Oh and who is Zell?" he asked and ran his hands back up Xigbar's back.
"Younger guy, more near Axel's age. He does tattoos. Not the dragon, though." He sighed, remembering the time ink first hit his skin.
"Ah..." he ran his fingers down Xigbar's spine. "Do you feel better now?"
Xigbar nodded and smiled. "Yes, very much. Thank you, lovely water nymph." He turned slightly to look at him.
Demyx stared down and him then crawled off of him and laid next to him.
The older man arched his back as he stretched and he laid back on the bed with a satisfied smile. "I think maybe now, I'll fall asleep, take a quick nap?"

"A nap?" he smiled and cuddled into the man's chest. "Sounds good to me…"

"Good. 'Sides, Lulu and Wakka will be over tonight, don't want to be a sleepy brat." Xigbar chuckled and pulled Demyx closer. "I love you."

Demyx smiled and tilted his head up and kissed the older man. "I love you too Xiggy. I'm so happy…"