Bummed, yeah, you could say I was bummed, if you were into understatement. It sounds vain as all hell when I try to explain it, but...I felt like I'd lost some key part of my identity. Like a lot of who I was was bound up in that hairstyle, and without it, I was just some dork. Some bald dork.
Whereas before, I wasn't just some dork, I was a dork with an awesome hairstyle. Sure, I was stupid, thick, cowardly, and a net burden, but at least my hair looked good.
See, I can't be vain. My total lack of self-esteem keeps any vain tendencies I might have in check.
Funny how cold my scalp felt.
I could almost hear the rest of them now. Choruses of "aww, poor Demyx" accompanied by gales of laughter. At least Axel hadn't laughed at me. Well, he might if he saw me here angsting over my lost hair. It was just hair. It was just a damn hairstyle. It'd grow back eventually.
Fuck it all. Why the hell had Vexen felt the need to shave my head? There was probably some perfectly legitimate reason, like he needed the hair out of the way to put my scalp back together or something...fuck. What the hell kind of wuss cries over hair?
Me. Obviously.
Did cancer patients feel the same way? When the chemo started to make their hair fall out?
Well, there was one way it could get worse...I could have cancer...though knowing my luck, now that I'd thought of it, Vexen would find some suspicious lump somewhere that turned out to be malignant...shit.
When someone knocked on the door, I ducked under the covers instantly. It was probably either Axel or Roxas - Vexen wouldn't bother to knock - but Roxas didn't need to know I was bald and Axel didn't need to know I was crying. Yeah, I'd finally wrapped my head around it; that really was Roxas, I was just nuts.
The door opened anyway. "Okay, Demyx? Come out, come out, wherever you are."
Just as I'd suspected. "Axel, I'm not in the mood."
"I don't care if you're in the mood or not. Get out of there." He pulled the covers straight off.
"Axel, have you ever...oh..." Everything I wanted to say about tact and manners faded into the night mist. He and Roxas were both completely bald. "I...what the...hell did you two do?"
"Shaved our heads, isn't that obvious? It was all Axel's idea, just so you know."
"But...your hair...both of you...why?" Yes, I was sort of taken by surprise; how did you ever guess. "Your hair!"
Axel leaned over and rubbed my head - they must have just shaved, because I was the only one who even had any stubble. "I'd give you a noogie, except if I dropped my crutches, I'd never be able to pick them up again. You said you didn't want to hear anyone say 'poor Demyx' any more without backing it up with some more significant gesture..."
"So you shaved your heads? Just because my hair is all gone, both of you suddenly decided to shave your heads?"
"Yes!"
I thought I'd remembered just about every feeling I'd ever had while I still had a heart, but...this one didn't seem familiar. My chest suddenly felt very tight, almost like an asthma attack, but I could still breathe just fine, and I didn't have asthma any more anyway...and there was this very warm spot where my heart used to be... "You two are crazy," I tried to say, but I was crying for some reason...which was really odd, because overall, I thought I was happy.
AN: Yeah, you all saw that coming. But Demyx didn't.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, got it memorized?