Chapter Twenty One
Atlantica
Zexion always enjoyed listening to Demyx sing. That melodic voice poured over the Schemer like hot silk and the words were carved into his skin. The blond belonged on the stage. Zexion sniffed the air and scowled when he caught Axel's charcoal scent. Whatever it was the red head was planning Zexion would make sure to retrieve Myde before Axel could pull off whatever it was he was planning.
Myde could feel them nearby. The way their eyes bore into him was enough to give him the chills. Turning to his left he spotted Axel and the red head was holding two items in his hands. Myde had hoped that maybe Axel wouldn't get what he was looking for but if the pyro was anything he was damn persistent especially when he came to Roxas.
Turning his head to the right Myde felt his heart thunder in his chest. There was Zexion exactly the way Demyx fist laid eyes on him. His one visible eye bore directly into Myde's aqua gems and the Sorcerer quickly turned his gaze away.
He was caught in the middle and it was a question of who was going to reach him first. The Sorcerer shook his head as he bowed low before the audience that was still cheering for him. If Axel and Zexion wanted him then they would just have to come and get him. He really didn't feel like involving Ariel, her friends or King Triton in the machinations of the Organization. Myde looked at Axel and Zexion then he took off away from the stage and out of the palace.
The Merman managed to reach the Underwater Courtyard and he silently thanked the Gods that the place was deserted. He swam up to the centre of the Courtyard and waited for the two Nobodies to catch up to him. He spotted Axel emerging out of a dark portal with Zexion right behind him. Jade eyes locked onto Myde and a smirk appeared on Axel's face. The Cloaked Schemer swam up to Axel and grabbed hold of his arm in a vice like grip.
"What do you think you're playing at Number VIII?" Zexion snarled. Axel's eyes flared with that inner fire he always possessed.
"You just couldn't wait could you?" he sneered.
"What are you planning to do with the Sorcerer?" Zexion demanded.
"He and I made a deal ok. You can do what you like with him once I'm done." The red head replied.
"Axel," Myde interrupted them. "Do you have the stuff?"
"So will it work?" Axel asked when he gave Myde the two necklaces.
"I already told you it's a very dangerous spell. I'm literally gonna tear a soul in two and give Roxas his own heart." Myde cried.
"Are you insane Axel or just plain stupid?" Zexion demanded.
"Myde's a high level Sorcerer, he can do this." The red head barked. Zexion looked between Axel and Myde.
"This is madness. I've read about these spells and not even Yen Sid dared to attempt one." Zexion stated.
"I made a promise and I think I can make it work." Myde answered steadily. He gripped the items in both hands as he began to chant.
"You could kill the Keyblade Master then how shall we achieve Kingdom Hearts?" Zexion snapped at Axel.
"As if you give a shit about that." The pyro snarled.
"Doesn't Roxas deserve a life of his own Zexion?" Myde pleaded. His aqua eyes were now glowing bright jade, even brighter than Axel's. Even the whites had turned green.
"Xemnas will not stand for this. He will hunt you down Myde." Zexion pointed out.
"Do you think Xemnas can get within twenty feet of a guy with his level of power?" Axel pointed out.
"You're toying with powerful forces Axel." The Cloaked Schemer snarled.
"Myde can handle it, right Blondie?" the pyro turned back towards the blond.
The blond didn't answer. Instead his eyes were glowing and the two items in his hands were now floating in front on him covered in blue light. The necklaces were rotating around one another then they came together to sphere of pure magical light. Myde's hands were on either side of the light he was creating as his lips moved in the chant he knew by heart. Even though he wasn't supposed to cast this kind of spell it was still required to know the words and proper incantations.
The words flowed like liquid from his lips as he increased the amount of magic he was pouring into the items. Axel and Zexion didn't move from where they floated in the silent Courtyard.
The Flurry of Dancing Flames moved away from a stunned Zexion so that he could get closer to Myde. The moment the spell was complete Axel was going to a portal to Hollow Bastion. If the spell worked he would grab Roxas and leave. He wouldn't let his little blond get away this time.
Myde felt his power pouring out from his body. His heart was the true source of power for his magic and he used all of his strength to cast the spell. Thick tendrils of blue energy sprang from his hands and enveloped the necklaces.
Myde's chanting increased as more magic poured out from his heart. His green eyes glowed even more moments before he screamed and a bright, red heart burst forth from the combined items. Myde screamed again when the items broke apart and the light faded.
"What in the name of Kingdom Hearts was that?" Axel shouted in the aftermath.
"The spell worked." Myde gasped. He smiled as the glowing red heart vanished. "It'll go find its new owner."
"Myde..." Zexion approached the wavering Sorcerer.
"I...kept our promise...Axel." Myde whispered. "Tell Roxas...I said hello." Myde's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fainted.
"Dammit." Zexion groaned as he caught the unconscious blond.
"Well I'm off. Tell Myde thanks when he wakes up." The red head grabbed hold of the two necklaces.
"It might not have worked Number VIII." Zexion reproached.
"You saw what he did." Axel replied. He conjured up a dark portal. "I'll see you around."
Zexion gritted his teeth but he banished all thoughts of the idiotic red head from his thoughts. He scooped the slumbering blond into his arms then called up a dark portal that would take him and his quarry to Twilight Town.
Xemnas hardly ever sent any of the other Organization members to the twilight world so it would grant Zexion time. As he swam into the portal he felt his tail melt away and legs take its place. He was wearing his black cloak again and Myde was also wearing the cloak although the front was open, exposing his blue skin tight tank top and pale limbs. Zexion squinted his eyes when he stepped out of the portal and into Twilight Town.
Twilight Town
Zexion emerged into a back alley well out of sight of any citizens of the quiet world. Things had gone quiet in the streets since he kidnapped Seifer Almasy in plain sight. Zexion spotted the place usually occupies by some kids from the time but the place was deserted now. The Cloaked Schemer entered the small room and placed Myde on the ratty red couch. The place was silent save for the occasional sound of a passing train. Zexion glanced down at the slumbering blond.
Demyx always did look innocent when he slept. He held an air of tranquillity about him, not to mention his ethereal beauty. When he wasn't talking or being hyperactive he was beautiful to look at.
The Cloaked Schemer could practically feel the blush coming on by his thoughts. Number VI placed a hand on the blond's shoulder and shook him awake. Myde felt something shake his body rather violently and his eyes shot open despite the aching pain travelling through his body.
The spell had drained his strength completely and he had fainted as a result. His whole body felt numb, as if he suffered a really nasty electrical shock. He tried moving his legs but all he could feel were pins and needles. He groaned as he moved his throbbing head to the side. The soft orange light was burning his eyes and it only increased his headache to astronomical levels.
"What happened?" he moaned as he rested one numb hand on his pounding head.
"You performed that spell for Axel." A cool voice answered him. Myde jumped up so that he was sitting on the couch.
"Z-Zexion?" he stammered. The slate haired Nobody was standing a few feet away from the Sorcerer.
"Hello to you too Myde." The Schemer cocked his head.
"Where are we?" the blond asked in a small voice.
"Twilight Town but we won't be here for long." Zexion replied as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Where's Axel?" Myde gasped as pain shot through his body.
"He went back to see if the spell worked." The one visible eye narrowed at the blond.
"But what if it didn't work?" Myde cried suddenly as pain shot through his aching head again.
"That does not concern me." Zexion shook his head. "Fixing you is all that concerns me now."
"F-Fix me?" Myde swallowed. His aqua eyes filled with sudden fear at those words.
"You're not Demyx so I'll get him back." Zexion stated simply.
"That's not true." Myde got to his feet. "Demyx is still in here. I have the memories."
"You are not Number IX of the Organization. You are a Sorcerer who lost his heart and now you possess memories that you have no right to." Zexion said coldly. "You're nothing but an inconvenience."
"You d-don't mean that." Myde choked back tears. He wasn't Demyx, that was true, but he did remember his time as the Melodious Nocturne. Hearing Zexion say these things sliced into his heart like shards of jagged glass.
"I'll get Demyx back soon enough." The Schemer stepped closer to the shaking blond.
"W-Why are you doing this?" Myde demanded. "You never gave a damn about me before!"
"Don't speak another word." Zexion snarled as he grabbed Myde's wrist.
"It's true! You never noticed me before! I always talked to you but you never wanted to acknowledge me!" Myde was almost sobbing now.
"You are not Demyx!" Zexion yelled. Only the blond could ever get him so...riled up like this.
"But I am Zexy!" Myde used that old nickname.
"Don't you call me that." The slate haired Schemer hissed. He hauled Myde up so that the blond was standing shakily on his feet.
"What are you going to do Zexion? You can't remove my heart." Myde pleaded. He was so close to Zexion he could see the silver and purple colours swirl and mix to create those unique colours that made up Zexion's eyes.
"Maybe not but I can allow Demyx to have more influence." Number VI replied coldly.
"But I already remember you Zexy!" Myde was desperate now. Zexion gripped Myde's arms in a vice grip and pulled him close.
"Don't call me that." Zexion growled.
"Just tell me why you want...the other me back so badly. This isn't you Zexion. Why are you doing this?" the aqua eyed spell caster asked in a whisper.
Zexion glared into those endless oceanic gems that always managed to sparkle with a rare semblance to emotion. Those eyes always lit up whenever he played the sitar or sang because he felt like it.
Soft creamy skin that always glowed and a smile that never failed to be directed towards the stoic Schemer. Zexion wanted to have that back but it looked like he would have to convince the blond Sorcerer. Reaching up he gripped Myde's golden locks and yanked those rose petal lips to his own.