Ok so to start off i just want to say that while writing this i got a small case of writers block which is why it took me so long yo write it. I always sat down with the intention of writing just couldnt. But as of yesterday i rediscovered my muse and managed to get more than half of this wrote in an hour or so :D so hope you like it

Chapter 11

The cold dark streets of Midgar were just as Demyx remembered them. It was pale in comparison to Radiant Garden, yet with its own unique green glow, illuminating the sleeping streets. If he was honest he liked it better in Radiant Garden; there things were more lively, more fitting with his personality. All the same he loved Midgar. He'd been living there for years and the place had really grown on him. The moment he first arrived there was something about it that was just more inviting than Twilight Town; however he was still yet to figure out what that was.

The usually bustling streets were now silent, with only the lonely street lights as a companion. But that's to be expected, it was raining buckets…not to mention it was 2 am. Demyx had long since taken to driving in silence, listening only to the sounds of the car. Little under 2 hours previous Zexion, much to his protests and attempts to avoid it at all costs, had slowly fallen asleep. It was a sure with he'd be pissed at himself once he woke up, he didn't want Demyx to be alone during the drive. The blonde however didn't mind in the slightest; he liked to see Zexion sleep, he looked so sweet and innocent.

Their journey came to an end on a small yet welcoming street. Only a single house could be seen to have any lights on as Demyx pulled up in front of it. As he pulled up he noticed Larxene's car parked in his usual spot, man he hadn't even been home a minute and she already managed to annoy him, but that could wait till morning because there was no doubt in the fact she'd be sleeping like a log now.

As quietly as he could, so not to wake Zexion, the blonde climbed out the car and began carting their bags to the house before returning to get his instruments. Sometime between Demyx walking back to the car and returning to the house another blonde appeared in the doorway and began carrying the bags into the house.

Demyx say the bags being taken as he turned around so followed the figure, which could be none other than his uncle Cloud, and took both instruments upstairs into him rather large bedroom. Upon entering the room he turned to his uncle said, "Thanks unc-Cloud." As he was saying it he remembered how much he hated being called Uncle, apparently it made him feel old. "I would have got Zexion to help…but I just couldn't wake him. Especially since he hasn't got much sleep recently…he needs to rest."

"It's fine Dem. You're starting to ramble again. Now go get him from the car and I'll see you both in the morning. Leon's still out of town at the moment so he won't be back for a few days. Night Dem." He ruffled Demyx hair, much like he used to do when Demyx was a child, as he said it before leaving the room. All the whole Demyx knew Cloud must be happy having Larxene and himself back, he always got so moody when Leon was out of town.

Shaking the thought out of his head he headed back downstairs and out the door to get Zexion. He gently lifted Zexion out of the car trying not to wake him. As he did so he noticed just how small the slate haired boy looked. He was so small, yet still so strong…but like this he seemed so vulnerable, nevertheless Demyx knew he wasn't. Zexion was smart, strong and compassionate, he could handle things easily. Yet Demyx felt an over powering feeling that he had to protect the boy in his arms.

Walking slowly back to the house a slight child breeze picked up and Zexion stirred in Demyx's arms, as he did so he rested his head against Demyx's chest with an expression suggesting he was completely at peace.

Demyx loved to see that expression. It made him feel like nothing had ever gone wrong and that nothing ever would. Once he was in his room he tenderly placed Zexion on the bed before getting into bed himself and once again holding the boy close to him. Demyx leaned down to softly kiss the top of the slate hair and whisper "I love you" into the concealed ear.

The temperate contact on his head made Zexion's eyes flutter slightly open as he heard the other's words. Smiling weakly yet adoringly he replied with an "I love you too Dem." against Demyx's chest, before wrapping his arms around the blonde and falling back asleep.

Mid-morning and a roaring crash echoed around the silent room. The pair lay motionless on the bed, still dressed in the clothes they arrived in, until the clashing of rain and thunder becomes too much for the small slate haired boy to bear. Cautiously he slid himself out of the blonde's arms without waking him and ghosted across the room to the window.

The dreary Midgar morning was as expected. A dull overcast littered the sky as droplets raced to the ground. As the minutes pasted the sky continued to grumble and was accompanied with occasional flashes of lightning. Midgar, to say the least, was not Zexion's favourite place. Yeah it wasn't his first time in Midgar (he'd visited his cousins when he was a child and then once he found Kadaj again he'd visited him for a week) but he didn't know the town as well as he probably should have. Still it didn't shock him. But if it was for Demyx he would endure it.

For just a second longer he stared aimlessly out the window before turning back to see Demyx faintly crossing the room towards him. The musician gave a sleepy smile before draping his arms around the smaller boy and giving him a light kiss. Glancing out the window himself he said, "Guess we're staying inside today." All he got in response was a confused look from Zexion so continued to say, "When it rains like this here it just doesn't stop…and I know for a fact you defiantly don't want to go out in that. So looks like we have the place to ourselves today as well." This in turn earned Demyx yet another confused look. "Look the cars are gone. Cloud goes to work early most days and doesn't get back till late afternoon and I'm like 95% sure Larxene's gone to see her old friends, Tifa, Aerith and Yuffie."

Silently Zexion confirmed his previous thought: today was going to be one boring day. He had hoped to finally get to meet Cloud that morning but by the looks of things what wasn't happening but luckily he apparently didn't have to find out if Larxene was still so aggressive in the mornings yet.

The day dragged on at a steady pace. They showered and dressed, ate a simple breakfast/lunch before retiring to lazing around on the sofa watching TV. Enveloped in each other's arms, they watched as a young couple (younger than themselves) parted ways.

"You know Demyx, I never really got this film."

"What's not to get? He falls in love with her, she falls in love with him, he gets his name back, and she gets to go home."

"But…isn't he a weird dragon/person/spirit thing?"

"Yes and? He still loves her. With love it's not about what you are but who you are."

Sighing slightly he turned around to look his boyfriend in the eye and said, "But if she loves him why would she leave her?"

A sad smile graced Demyx's lips as he replied. "I don't know. You tell me…"

Understanding the true meaning to the blonde's words he gave a small smile back and hesitated. "…Parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say goodnight till it be morrow."

In all truth Romeo and Juliet had always been Demyx's weakness. He simply loved the idea of forbidden love and thus had grown into a verging hopeless romantic. So at the sound of Zexion's words the blonde began to melt in his arms. In barely more than in inaudible whisper Demyx breathed, "I always knew you really did mean that. Deep down I think I knew that farewell would never be forever."

As he spoke he leaned lower catching the smaller boy in yet another one of their passionate kisses. Speechless at the ecstasy pulsing through his veins, Zexion's eyes slowly fluttered shut as he laced his arms around Demyx's neck, slightly playing with tufts of blonde hair as he did so. The lips which had previously been attached to his own where then removed and instead began kissing and nibbling at the delicate skin of his neck.

Waves of electric flowed between the couple, both breathing deeply and heavily. Two sets of hands explored every surface of the other, memorising every line, curve and contour. The passion burning inside Demyx became too over powering to bear; leading him to then push his boyfriends, and soon to be lover, onto his back on the sofa.

Capturing the soft lips with his own once again, soft moans could be heard to escape both pairs of lips. That was until those lips were painfully pulled away from his touch. Demyx's eyes travelled back to Zexion's face; in search of any indication the other wasn't comfortable with their current situation. Yet all he sound was the scarlet yet please face of his best friend and boyfriend. However said friend went on to stumble over and mumble the sentence stuck in his throat. "These violent delights have violent ends…and in their triumph die…like fire and powder…which…as they kiss…consume…" Though his slightly attempt at a warning was little more than that, a warning, as he instead began giving the blonde soft kisses between his words.

Repaying the soft kisses with his own more fervent yearning ones the blonde replied "But why think of the end? We're merely at the beginning…besides I doubt any violent end in store for us could be worse than what we've already been through…and here we are still standing…lying. I know nothing will pull us apart this time."

As the words drifted to an end he took of the Zexion's soft cheeks in his palm pulling his head up for another passionate kiss, which this time was fully and completely reciprocated. Slowly the hands tracing lines along Zexion's back slowed; just as slowly the same hands slid themselves under the smaller boys shirt pulling it up and off entirely.

The shear rapture created by the sensation of Demyx's lips and hands travelling along his chest was over whelming. Zexion's involuntary response to which was to let a louder lust filled moan escape his mouth and grasp hand full of blonde hair pulling the astounding musician's face back up to his own as he to in turn removed articles of clothing from the blonde.

In no time at all, both boys had been fully liberated of their clothes, all but a pair of boxers each. The shearing yet addictive flames danced over their bodies with every touch, bringing both delight and torture on both sides.

Pleasurably and teasingly Demyx played with Zexion, testing how much the slate haired boy could take before demanding that Demyx continue. The pleasure and pain painted across Zexion's face was proof he was going to snap any second now, but at least now he got a taste of his own medicine. Demyx laughed with a grin and he nipped and kissed exposed skin before deciding the boy had been tormented enough. Relieving both of them from their final pieces of clothing, the blonde leaned down kissing the other once more pressing their entirely exposed bodies together to send scorching flames to pulse through their veins.

Neither knew exactly when they abandoned the sofa instead deciding the bed would be much more comfortable, but either way some time in the pair had retired upstairs. The rain and thunder still very much going strong on the outside, nevertheless the couple didn't care in the slightest. Lightly draped in a single sheet, they lay unmoving still breathing at a light higher pace to usual.

At that moment all they needed was each other. Nothing outside of the four walls mattered at all. Though neither boy was asleep, neither said a word. They didn't need to. What they had just done said more than any words could ever say. After so many years apart the both truly knew nothing would take them apart again.

The hours slowly dwindled by once more as both Cloud and Larxene arrived back home. The moment Cloud walked through the door he could tell he was trying with Zexion but was once more appearing somewhat anti-social with the lack of Leon in the house. Larxene was…well Larxene, just as Zexion always remembered. The moment she got home who took refuge in her room, most likely talking on the phone (lord only knew how she managed to keep her friends), and only ventured out for food.

The lack of sleep began taking its affect on Demyx and Zexion just as the sun set. The rain was still pouring but at least the thunder had stopped Zexion thought to himself as he starred out of the window of Demyx's room once more. This time he was instead taking in the mysterious green glow enveloping the city, now that was one thing he'd forgotten, and he must admit it had a somewhat enchanting atmosphere to it.

As he marvelled in the strange beauty a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and he was kissed on the head before being willingly pulled from the window onto the bed. The slate haired boy and the blonde curled together in the now natural position on the bed within each other's arms and they both breathed their "good night"s and "I love you"s to each other before falling asleep.

So yeah that was it hope you liked it :) woo Demyx and Zexion finally did the dirty XD lol but i refuse to write an actual sex scene lol please review and tell me what you think The more feedback i get the more motivated i am to write more.