Author's Note: I'm officially closing the contest because this chapter makes the content of Naminé's pic pretty obvious. I've received four submissions, with NalaravatheRed being the first to get it correct. So, if there's a pairing or scenario you'd like to see me do, let me know via email.

Anywho…

Zexion and Luxord get some screen time here, trying to figure out what's up with Demyx. I have Luxord do something that I'm not sure I like. If it's too annoying I'll repost this chapter. I him give a habit of calling other members by their initials, Melodious Nocturne is MN, Cloaked Schemer is CS and so forth, he doesn't do it Axel b/c Axel is short enough.

Warnings: Axel/Demyx hints of other pairs.

Disclaimer: I don't own KH.

Intermission Intervention

Demyx danced his way back to his room, that evening. He couldn't help it. He felt lighter than air. For the first time ever, he didn't feel nervous about his mission. He had, but then Axel had held his hand and all of sudden, it didn't seem so daunting.

He had nearly invited Axel back to his room with him, but Roxas, who had by this time forgiven his friend, had dragged him off to play video games.

But that was okay. When he came back the day after tomorrow, well…

He had decided. This felt too good. He'd have to take a risk and give Axel a chance. He wasn't entirely sure what would happen, but he was looking forward to it.

The soles of his boots beat out a staccato rhythm, making quite a racquet on the white tile decorated with the Nobody's symbol. Not as good as taps, but not bad. He briefly wondered why Xemnas had seen fit to put the logo on everything. The floors, the doors, even his sitar and Luxord's cards, he bet it was even on the bullets for Xigbar's guns.

"Looks like someone's in a good mood."

There were two figures standing outside his door. One was about his height, the other much shorter.

Aww geeze. Talk about a killjoy.

"Hey guys, what's up?" he called out. He thought for a moment. "This isn't another j-pop intervention is it?"

"No. Not this time," Luxord said amicably.

"I've come for that explanation you owe me," said Zexion flatly.

"Then why is Agent 007 here?"

"He insisted that I come with him," Luxord explained.

Demyx's whole body sagged. 'Aww come on Zexion. I've got to get ready and then go check on Naminé. Can't it wait?"

"I've already waited three days. You can talk and take stock at the same time."

"I don't know about that," Luxord smirked. "After all, remember that bet about walking and chewing gum? I won quite a bit of munny off of Lexaeus."

Demyx bristled. "No you didn't! You're totally making that up!"

"You just don't remember."

"I'd remember that!"

Zexion raised an eyebrow. "Oh so you're saying you can multitask?"

"Watch me!" He stalked past the two and into his room. The moment Luxord's heels were across the threshold, Demyx suddenly stiffened and turned around.

"Aww man! You guys suck!"

Luxord laughed as he closed the door.

"At least your "on the uptake" speed is improving," he grinned patting the Nocturne on the shoulder.

Demyx sulked. Zexion fixed him with a look.

"Look Demyx, there's something going on between you and Axel. Between when you came pounding on my door and what Luxord told me about yesterday night, you can't blame me for being curious."

Demyx fidgeted with his gloves. "Luxord?"

"Yes?"

"You told me, and you told Zexion. I know Lexaeus wouldn't tell anyone else. Not even Vexen. Did you?"

Luxord gave him a soft smile. "No mate. I didn't tell anyone else. I only told C.S. here because he mentioned you came banging on his door about our arsonist."

Demyx nodded, only slightly relieved.

"I suppose saying it's none of your business would get me nowhere?"

They both nodded.

"You've been acting odd MN. Even the Dancers are starting to worry. You're not yourself, avoiding people, moping, and just now, well, you've never been this relaxed before you head out."

"Demyx, I'm asking you to tell me," Zexion said flatly.

Demyx nodded and turned away. The other two sat down at the low table that offered a superb view on the Nocturne's rather spectacular salt-water aquarium. Or the entertainment system, depending which way one faced. They were not offended, they knew him well enough to know that Demyx needed a few minutes to collect his thoughts.

Demyx slowly went about gathering what he'd need. Zexion's last comment had sunk in deeply. Outright asking him instead of playing mind games with him. Coming from the Cloaked Schemer, it was a measure of curtsey not to be ignored. Of course, if asked, Zexion would claim it was because Demyx didn't have enough mind to mess with.

Once he had his pack ready to go, he sat down with the others and took a deep breath.

"Axel's been putting the moves on me for a while, now," he said in the calmest voice he could manage. The other two Nobodies stared at him, dumbfounded. Demyx laughed nervously.

"I didn't get it for a long time, but then he kinda totally spazzed when he saw me talking to Saïx," he nodded at Zexion, "He ran off and that's when I asked you to find him."

He took another deep breath. "I had to know why, and when I found him I though he was going to torch me, but he didn't," Demyx gulped, "H-he kissed me.

"And then Luxord told about finding him all upset 'bout me. I talked to him today, and I've decided to give him chance. He doesn't know that yet though. I said I'd give him an answer when I got back."

"That's heavy MN" Luxord rubbed his chin.

Zexion shot to his feet. Due to the fact that Demyx liked low chairs that meant he could tower over the Nocturne.

"Are you out of what passes for your mind?!"

Demyx gave him a lopsided grin. "Probably."

"You can't possibly believe he's sincere!"

"I might," Luxord said quietly. "After what I saw, I could believe he meant it."

"But…"

Demyx began fiddling with his gloves again. "If you mean...him, that part's been over for a long, long time. I mean, I care about him, really I do. But, I'm not entirely sure I ever felt that way about him," he gave Zexion a look, "regardless of what happened.

"And even if I did, how could I compete with—"

"Okay, Okay you've made your point," Zexion sighed and sat back down.

"I wasn't the one he really wanted anyway," Demyx finished dismally.

Zexion rubbed his temples. "But Axel…"

"I've always wanted to be close to him, you know that. And well, what have I got to lose?"

Zexion got up again and sat down on the armrest of Demyx's chair.

"I don't want to see you get hurt," he said.

Demyx looked up at his superior. "Zexion?"

"I don't want to see you hurt by the likes of Axel," he said quietly.

Demyx leaned over holding his face in his hands.

"Stop preaching doom and gloom, Zexion," Luxord interrupted. "Axel's not a bad guy. Sure, he won't like what's happened, but so long as MN is all his now he won't mind."

Demyx looked up at the gambler.

"You shouldn't be encouraging this Luxord!"

"Why ever not?"

"If Axel finds out about Saïx…"

"Okay, so he might blow-up about it, but so long as MN chooses him, he'll let the past stay the past."

"Oh really?"

"Care to bet?"

Oddly enough, that was the most reassuring thing Demyx had yet heard. Warmth curled pleasantly in Demyx's stomach. Luxord believed Axel. Believed this could work.

The Gambler of Fate came over and put his hands on Zexion's shoulders. "Look Zexion, you a science type guy, you rely on past evidence. But this isn't research. This is a gamble. And which one of us is the gambling expert?"

Zexion gave him a sour look.

"That's right, me," Luxord answered for him. "Let Demyx take a chance. He's been out in the cold for way too long."

Zexion rubbed the bridge of his nose. He looked at the Nocturne. "Fine, but don't come running to me when you get burned."

Luxord snorted, "As if you wouldn't be the first person by his side with the first aid."

Demyx's face broke into a grin. He pulled them both into a hug. Zexion protested as he was knocked off balance and went stiff as a board. Luxord just returned it.

When he let go, Zexion refused to look at either of them. Luxord grinned and pulled Demyx to his feet.

"All you stuff together?"

"Yeah."

"Then you'd better go check on the little lady."

To be continued…

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