Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of its affiliates. Dude, this is getting really tiring to say... or write.
A/N: I hope ya'll are appreciating all the work I put into fixing this up. Then again, I'm probably the only one who notices the changes.
Dedication: To Riku-stalker, again, 'cause I don't need a reason, even though I do.
Originally Published: 12/18/07
Edited Chapter Published: 08/08/08
Chapter Eight: All Is Revealed… Right?
Axel woke up the next morning and bounded up off of the floor- only to regret doing so immediately. His back hurt! Even his shitty excuse of a bed was better than Myde's floor. He vowed that he would never do this sort of thing ever again.
He moved, then cursed as his foot caught in the pile of bedding he had slept in and he crashed to the floor. Axel may have a thin body but it didn't mean that he didn't weigh a lot. It was all because of his height. It just made him look thin. In fact he was a healthy 160 pounds and so, when he crashed to the floor, the resulting noise was enough to wake up the other occupant in the room.
"Wha…? Axel, Gods damn it. I want to sleep, not be awakened by your heavy body hitting the ground." Zexion poked his head up from beneath the covers of the bed. Because he was sick Myde had made him take the bed instead of the floor. Myde was nowhere to be found.
"Oh… I am so sorry, Zexion. Excuse me for tripping and waking your royal self." Axel lifted his head from its position on the floor and glared at Zexion. Zexion merely sent him a look of disdain and burrowed his head back into the bedding.
Axel grumbled and lifted his body from the floor. Whatever happened to saying good morning? Some things never changed; Zexion's abundantly clear mood was one such thing. For not having a heart and, therefore, no feelings, Zexion seemed to be in a perpetual bad mood. Then again, it was early in the morning and most people were not themselves during this time.
Axel did not fit into this common category. Actually, he was far from it. Axel woke up every morning in time to see the sunrise. He believed that it made up for not being able to feel anything; as though no one could feel anything when faced with such daunting beauty. In Axel's mind it made perfect sense. Then again, no one had ever professed to understand the inner workings of Axel's mind and so no one could tell if what he thought made sense to the common person or not.
Unfortunately for Axel, this morning he had not woken up in time and so had missed the sunrise by mere minutes. It didn't really matter if he didn't have an alarm clock. He had an internal alarm that woke him up around a certain time every morning. It was just unfortunate that, this time, his internal alarm had awoken him a little too late. Axel lifted a hand to his neck and scratched. He had no idea what to do. His usual morning routine had already been disrupted so he didn't know if he should continue with it or do something new. It was about this time that Zexion sat straight up in the bed and looked around wildly.
"Where's Myde?"
Axel suddenly had a feeling that things were not going to go well that day. Whatever happened to waking up to a sunrise and eating pancakes?
A guitar rested on Myde's lap and he would occasionally pick it up and strum a few chords on it. A pencil rested in his mouth and he would occasionally take it out and place it upon a piece of paper and write. A pensive expression graced his face and it would occasionally lift to reveal a frustrated expression. Myde was writing and it was not going well.
Ienzo was all that Myde could think about. It was even starting to annoy him. Myde couldn't understand why he couldn't get Ienzo out of his mind. This had caused him to turn to writing. It was common for Myde to start working on a new piece of music whenever he was frustrated or confused. It was a way to release the feelings.
It usually worked, but, this morning, all Myde wanted to do was write about Ienzo's hair. Oh, that hair. Myde wanted to dip his hands in and just luxuriate in it. It was so soft and such a beautiful color. Myde had never thought that he would ever like someone with naturally blue hair- Hell, he had never thought it was possible to have blue hair that didn't come from a bottle- but he definitely liked Ienzo's hair. He wanted to use it to yank Ienzo close and kiss the hell out of him. And… and….
'God damn it! I'm getting sidetracked again! Ienzo, damn you; why do you have to be so gorgeous? And hot and kissable and… and… and… my fucking STALKER! Oh, this could put me in therapy. This could really put me over the bend and through the loop- and the fact that I just said that shows that I definitely need to get a therapist. This is your entire fault, Ienzo. Why do you have to be so darn cute? I don't even know why I think you're cute. Okay that's a complete lie. And I'm talking to myself. Just go back to writing, Myde. You'll feel better for it. You will.'
Myde was confused, to say the least. Ienzo was his stalker, but, with every moment that passed by, he was beginning to care less and less about this fact. In fact, Myde was starting to be thankful for Ienzo. If he hadn't stalked Myde, then they would never have met. And Myde was not regretting that little fact at all.
Myde lifted his head from its dejected position as a sound from the stairs carried over to his area. Ienzo and Axel were sitting on the stairs and looking at him gravely. Myde knew that this was it. His parents were already gone to work and they were all alone. And Myde felt sick. He didn't want to know any more.
Zexion knew this was it. He didn't want to lie to Myde. But he definitely didn't want to tell the truth. And he shouldn't even care about telling lies. He was a master of deception and lying to one person should not have been this hard. But he had to do it. And no matter what, Zexion did what he had to do. It was what had gotten him into this trouble in the first place.
"Good morning, Myde. Did you sleep well?" What had he just asked him?! What sort of question was that?! Zexion nearly shook his head in frustration. He was letting things get the better of him.
"Good morning, Ienzo. I slept fine. Good morning, Axel. I trust you slept well, also," Myde answered. He was still looking at them as though he was afraid of what they would say. And Zexion knew that these civilities were merely an attempt to stave the questioning for longer. Zexion knew then that Myde no longer wanted to know.
"Actually, Myde, I've slept better. Your floor is definitely not as comfortable as your bed." Myde started to laugh at Axel's answer but then ended abruptly. It was definitely not funny, considering the circumstances.
"Sorry, Axel; I can't help how uncomfortable my floor is." Axel snorted and he and Zexion got up from the staircase and made their way over to Myde.
The time had come. They settled on the couch next to Myde and then proceeded to stare at him. No one knew what to say. How should they start? How was this going to go? Everyone's thoughts revolved around the upcoming Q and A. Axel and Zexion were wondering if Myde would accept their lies. Myde was wondering if he would be able to go through with this.
"So… I suppose we should start, huh?" Zexion was the first to break the silence.
Myde looked at them for a moment longer then moved his head to the side and down. He stared at the scribbles on the paper sitting on the coffee table next to the sofa. One word stared up at him. Was it possible to fall in love with someone you had only met recently? Myde was beginning to think that it was certainly plausible. He felt more for Ienzo then he had ever felt for anyone. He began to speak.
"I don't really want to know, anymore. I never really did, to tell the truth. I do have one question, though. I only started realizing that I was being followed the day before yesterday. I've been a bit… out of things, lately. How long have you been following me?" Myde raised his head back up and looked straight into Zexion's eyes.
Zexion took a deep breath. If he could feel, he would have been relieved. As it was he felt nothing, but was that just because he couldn't feel or was it something else?
"For five days- since the day of the concert. I saw you up there and heard you sing and… all that was going through my head was that you were beautiful. Something about you had entranced me and I… couldn't stop looking. I followed you home. I saw you nearly die at least three times during that walk home. I wanted to help you so much. I… I couldn't help but keep watch. There was something about you that just… I don't know." Myde's breath had caught during this little speech and only released upon its completion. He closed his eyes. Zexion felt… relieved. He had actually told the truth. It wasn't the complete truth, no, but it was close enough. And it was more than Myde had said that he wanted to know. Zexion stared at him, willing him to say something.
Axel looked between the two of them. He knew that this was serious. Zexion was confessing to something very private. Axel felt a bit like an intruder. He got up from the end of the sofa and went up the stairs to the kitchen. They deserved privacy for this. And he was hungry. He hadn't had breakfast.
Myde kept his eyes closed. He didn't know what to say or even think. Ienzo had answered all of the questions Myde hadn't asked. And he was glad for it. He hadn't had to ask him and he still had found out. He supposed he felt flattered. He had never considered himself to be beautiful or anything of the kind. In fact, he had always thought himself to be somewhat plain. After all, who wanted boring dirty dishwater blond hair? It certainly wasn't Ienzo's alluring blue hair. And he was back to Ienzo's hair. He wanted to laugh now. He really couldn't get his mind off of it.
A snort escaped from his mouth and he opened his eyes to find Ienzo staring at him. He backed his head away slowly. Something about Ienzo's staring was making him nervous. What was he thinking? And where was Axel? Myde felt grateful that he wasn't there to be privy to this. Myde was so nervous and uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say so he just chose to sit there and stare back at Ienzo. Then Ienzo opened his mouth.
"Myde? I'm sorry. I really am. I never meant to hurt you or make you nervous. I definitely never intended for you to find out about this. I was just going to look at you for a while and then I would go back to my life. I never thought you would be gutsy enough to actually try and catch me. Well, I never thought you would notice me doing this in the first place."
Myde stared at him. Not find out? How exactly did he think that Myde wouldn't be able to find out? Ienzo looked down and blushed. The pale face flushed to the tip of his ears and Myde couldn't help but stare at him in fascination. Ienzo was so… cute when he blushed.
Myde looked around him and then, before he could really think about his decision, lunged forward and took Ienzo's face between his hands. Myde pulled Ienzo's face up; he held a look of utter surprise on his face. Myde slid his hands in that luxurious hair like he had wanted to all morning and connected their lips.
Zexion gasped. This was certainly not what he had expected. Oh, those hands. Those wonderful, musician hands were in his hair and they were rubbing the back of his skull. Then Zexion snapped back to the fact that he was being kissed and he almost panicked. He had never kissed anybody before. How was he supposed to do this? Then his mind shut down and instinct took over.
He slid his hands up to Myde's face and pressed their lips together harder. He tilted the angle of his head and then slipped his tongue out to lick at the seam of Myde's lips. They tasted almost salty. What had Myde eaten for breakfast? Myde gasped and Zexion took this opportunity to slip his tongue inside of Myde's mouth. He licked the roof of Myde's mouth and Myde laughed. They broke apart.
Zexion smiled. "Are you ticklish, Myde?"
"I guess so." Myde smiled back at him and then kissed him again.
Zexion once again sent his tongue into Myde's mouth. This time, he didn't lick the roof of his mouth. He began to slide his tongue against Myde's. Shouldn't this feel disgusting? It didn't, though, and it was obvious that Myde liked it, because he began to reciprocate. Myde began to move his tongue with Zexion's and even went so far as to try to put his in Zexion's mouth. He probably would have succeeded if there hadn't been a discrete cough behind him.
They broke apart and turned around to find Myde's mother behind them. She wore a grin on her face and both Zexion and Myde flushed a deep red. Axel walked up behind her. He, too, wore a grin on his face.
"So… Ienzo; forget to mention something to me?"
Both boys looked towards him and Myde's mother and then gulped. There went a perfect moment.
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