Soundtrack to Your Life Chapter 26: A Little Pain, a kingdom hearts fanfic

Soundtrack to Your Life

Chapter 26: A Little Pain.

Word Count: 4110

Genre: Humor/Romance

Marluxia pursed his coral glossed lips childishly, his lower lip curling as he powdered his nose and attempted to smile happily into the compact mirror, but to no avail, his attempt of a smile tugged into a unsympathetic frown. He had to abide by family rules and spend Christmas with the family, although Ionez was visiting their father in the mental asylum with Rosso accompanying him, also having to see her godfather same asylum; Reno is staying at home with Cloud, since he's almost due with their daughter and Axel was flying to Amsterdam with his boys- leaving Marluxia to be with Mr. and Mrs. Baalastine, alone.

Marluxia sighed heavily, gradually slipping his favorite Gucci canary yellow dress and men's mono black Converses at size 6 ½, flipping his rose-tinted hair back with haughtiness, but sighed once more and headed down the staircase. Marluxia wanted to get a chance to say goodbye to his best friend and fellow giddy retard, Demyx before he boarded the plane headed towards Amsterdam, the European city in The Netherlands known for its crazy drug raves and legalized Marijuana usage. He knew something was amiss and if Axel was flying with them, trouble always finds them- and not the pretty girls with double D knockers and curvaceous hips swaying left and right when ambling near the men. Dilemmas were sure to find them, especially since the men going with them are a bunch of morons and sex-fiends.

Marly strolled down the staircase of Demyx /Larxene's house, his hands brushing against the ivory railings. Marluxia grinned faintly, jumping down the railing and landed on his mono black Converses, bouncing a bit as he headed for the kitchen for an afternoon snack and to see if the dirty blonde-haired person was residing in the kitchen where he always was.

Demyx smiled cheekily when he encountered Marluxia, chucking his food into the garbage pale nearest to the backdoor. The awkward, ducktails-haired best friend arose from his mahogany chair, ambling collectively towards the rosette, and hung an arm around his neck. He then pulled his suitcases towards the carpeted entrance and grinned wildly, having Marluxia glance askance towards Demyx, who resembled his adoptive-brother when he is physically and mentally high on cocaine.

"Oh, Marlu!" Marluxia turned to the hyperactive teen. "Mr. Baalastine called this morning while you slept comfortably in the guest room, so I didn't wake you. He said he wanted to talk with you and told me specifically to arrange a ride for you to arrive at the house this afternoon. He also kept on retorting that he has a special present for you and what he's summoning you for is very urgent and…exceptional!" Marluxia huffed in dissent, ambling towards the staircase and headed back upstairs, trailing the long hallway to the guest room, but not before running into Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham, softening his facial appearance and smiled contentedly.

Mrs. Cunningham was the first to interject her surprise. "Hello, dear. I thought you left last night; you were so quiet. But regardless, Merry Christmas, Marluxia-darling!" Mrs. Cunningham smiled, kissing his top head and took a quick glimpse at his canary yellow Gucci dress. "Say, where can I purchase that dress at? I have to say- its quiet stunning for shape. It works its wonders on your svelte waistline." Mrs. Cunningham complimented kindly, gesturing Mr. Cunningham to leave the two alone in the hallway. Marluxia beamed vibrantly, gently acquired Mrs. Cunningham by her sinewy wrist and took her into the guest room, where he arduously pulled out his outsized Chanel suitcase from the closet he borrowed during his stay. Marluxia dug through his Chanel suitcase, absentmindedly flinging frilly lingerie onto the bed and other meaningless clothes to the direct side of him, finally pulling out the dress he donned, except more gleaming and in ruby red.

"You can keep it, Ma!" Marluxia chirped blithely, pirouetting happily around the vanity. "I was going to exchange that gorgeous ruby red dress for a pair of elusive ebony and hot pink Lambourigna stilettos, but I insist. You keep 'em- you'll have more use to them than little ole me."

Mrs. Cunningham smiled jubilantly, wrapping her firm arms around Marluxia's svelte waist, patting his broad, effeminate shoulders. Mrs. Cunningham knew the truth why Marly commenced on cross-dressing and why this influenced his life, but regardless of the hardship he went through, Mrs. Cunningham accepted him into her family as if he was one of her own, especially when she overheard Larxene speak of Marluxia's enormous crush on her nephew, Vexen Cunningham.

"Marluxia, darling. I trust you will do the right thing once you patch things up with Daddy-Baalastine and my long time friend since 2nd grade, right?" Marluxia reluctantly nodded, knowing his father was not compelled to adore his niece, Kairi, but he still had his children abide to rules set in their household. Mrs. Cunningham ambled over to him, and embraced him warmly, rubbing his back in a soothing manner. "I want you to speak to Vexen and Marly; best believe that I will be hearing from you in the future about marital acknowledgements." Marluxia's indigo eyes widened, his finger up in confusion and the words did not utter from his parted, dry lips, watching as she left the hallway and left him alone with the sound of air lingering within the rooms.

Marluxia wasn't certain or why, but his stomach churned nastily, bubbling and flopping around within his stomach, having that ungodly feeling of those purple butterflies lingering within his stomach as he ambled towards the metal, wreath-adorned door belonging to the Baalastine household. He could literally hear the warmhearted, home-welcoming laughter and could feel the vibrant smiles on everyone's face as they clanked their glasses of special occasion Italian wine, hearing Ionez's jubilant laughter as he cut the cooked ham disorderly, also hearing Reno incensed ranting towards Axel- who keeps on flinging miniature, Christmas figs at his head. Rosso's obnoxious howling replete the room of it's serene panorama, glimpsing at the sangria being hurled across the table via Axel and Ionez's tipsy selves, setting Reno off- who was complaining that he cannot enjoy any sangria because of his little brat. Marluxia frowned heavily, clutching his checkered book pack, proceeding to head to the direction the snowy road gave excessively, snuggling to his slim, black trench coat snugged closely to his svelte body, warming up his body nimbly. Marluxia feet shuffled softly through the crispy, crinkling milky white snow covering bits of Tokyo, Japan, passing house-by-house and hearing all of them sharing warm and loving laughter as they dined on their special meal in unison. This made Marluxia totter through the thickening snow in annoyance, just heading somewhere his feet lead him too. Where he landed was unmistakably his luck- the park. The winter wonderland was replete of snowbirds flocking around the snow-filled trees, the slides slipperier than usual and an auburn-haired man slowly swinging on the swing. Marluxia cocked his head, strolling over to the free swing near the auburn-haired male swinging slowly while admiring the winter wonderland embellishing the park.

"Hey, mister! Why are you out on this day when you should be with family, celebrating Christmas and all of that happy horseshit?" The serene auburn-haired male with flushed cheeks adjacent to Marluxia turned nimbly and glanced at him nonchalantly. "I should be asking the same thing, kid. Should you be with your family and having the ritual dinner and stuff? It is better to be home in that type of attire, if you know what I mean. It's too cold to be in a dress, and any type of skimpy clothes." Genesis lends his hand out and smiled vivaciously. "I'm Genesis Rhapodos, soon-to-be Genesis Ayer."

Marluxia smiled weakly, lending out a hand for a simple gesture. "Marluxia Baalastine. Nothing more about me, except the Baalastine adopted 'Nez and myself when we were eight and ever since then, we have been residing with them. Don't you have a family?"

Genesis chuckled, placing a hand on his softly swelled belly concealed by his jacket snugged close to his skin. "A soon-to-be husband, soon-to-be-brothers, a son, a daughter, a best friend who is like my elder brother, one cousin, a god-sister named Alana and expecting a little girl!" He chirped optimistically, oscillating on the park's wet swing with a smile plastered on his beaming face.

Marluxia smiled warmheartedly, clapping. "You're expecting? Congratulations, Mr. Ayer! That is so cool…I wish I can experience such a thing and that the person I have eyes for would notice me for the real me and not his best friend. Not that's a problem, but…but…we don't have a hate-love issue, it's just he's into both genders and I'm into males since I turned 12 years-old and I always have loved women's clothing since I was a wee one!"

Genesis chuckled, catching his attention when he began talking. "Listen, kiddy. You will find that special someone in time, you just have to give it time to grasp your love-span and then, you can realize if that special someone is actually the one you are destined for. It took me 4 years to fess up to the one I'm madly in love with since he saved me from the gang of kids always terrorizing me since I was in 3rd grade." He started, laughing at the memories flooding in as he reminisced about his found moments with Sephiroth. "After that, he confessed some feelings and before I knew it, I had my beloved child in my hands after a painful, natural birth. It was the best feeling- knowing you love someone so much and a beautiful gift, such as a child comes into your hearts. It takes time and if you want happiness- you're willing to wait for that moment in time when the right man swoops you off of your feet and into your own Shangri-La." Genesis smiled, swinging up a little higher and kicked some of the snow sticking to the ground off, flinging it with hiss feet to a nearby tree. Marluxia chuckled imperceptibly, watching as a family of bunnies scurried from the tree and into a nearby bush. "Love takes time; rmember that when you seemingly rush through a relationship- It took me many years for that. I had to deal with so many things, I thought my head was going to blow up, but Sephiroth was continually there, holding me through my downpour of emotions even though he was the cause to some of my problems and created one dilemma I face to this day. I love Sephiroth, regardless of everything we've been through."

Marluxia twitched unnoticeably, his lower nerve capering like a jumping bean. Genesis Rhapodos is having Sephiroth's spawn and was excited about that? He did not know anyone who could love or resist being around him without swooning; Sephiroth is a coldhearted, insidious, and conseptious man who is very sadistic and abusive towards his own siblings/partner! For hell's sake, his youngest sibling could not stand him and Kadaj had a large tolerance for people. Compared to most people in their community, most people would say Sephiroth is an exact replica of his eccentric, preposterous father, Doctor Hojo.

"Even though…I suffered the loss of a child months before I conceived my son." Genesis drawled, kicking his feet back and forth. Marluxia gasped, reluctantly repeating those heartbreaking words. Genesis nodded solemnly, looking at him. "Before I had my second child, I was pregnant until I was 19 weeks and I was showing more than they thought I would be, but my parents still had no idea I was indeed with child. I started to stress about informing them that I was pregnant and who the father was. Mind you, I was only 15 years old and had so much to look forward, so I could understand why they would gravely upset at me for making such a rash decision so young. I went to my best friend Zackary's house to seek guidance and we unexpectedly got into a serious argument about my indecisive actions for not telling my parents about my unborn child…that was the day I regret for most of my life." He paused, glancing down at his snow-swathed shoes. He sighed, placing a hand protectively on his soft bump. "I knew I should have listened to him, but I was so caught up in things that I started to stress and I went home in an enraged manner. Then, it happened while I was in my sleep. I lost my baby and I couldn't feel him anymore and scared, I rushed to the hospital to find out that I lost my baby from all the stress and my body was endeavoring in protecting my baby, but my immune system was racking with illness after another."

Marluxia frowned in sadness, "I'm sorry." He spoke softly, the only things he knew he wanted to say. He knew it was not his fault, but that was the type of person he was towards people suffering internal sadness from the loss of someone.

Genesis nodded, smirking weakly. "It's okay; nothing could have prepared me for everything to have come. My world did spiral- I got into drugs and I became a rambunctious, wild child not willing to come underneath authority, overshadowing my former self in more ways than most people perceived. Afterwards, a year later, my little bundle joy was born and even after all of this, I reluctantly gave my son to Sephiroth's crazy parents- well Lucretia is a well-respected woman, but she does tend to have her moments when she's PMSing! Nevertheless, Doctor Hojo is an amiss, cruel and sadistic fucker with nothing better than making people's lives a living hell. He sure did that to me when he made me give up Kadaj…" Marluxia gasped, having his hand close to his mouth. Genesis is Kadaj's mother? Marluxia always believed Genesis was just the motherly; beat-on boyfriend Sephiroth lived with, caring so much about his siblings as if they were his own flesh and blood. "Sephiroth was embarrassed we had our own child together, since I turned 16 and he was 19 at the time. We both needed to go to school and the best option was to give our little boy, after all, he was mortified to be seen with a newborn child." He sadly looked up from telling Marluxia this. "He then cheated on me with another friend of ours, Cloud, who was inebriated,…after all of those years, but I was just as bad when I left the house and slept with my best friend…"

Marluxia gasped, about to remark on his dismay when a smooth, but firm voice came from behind them, almost sounding apprehensive. "Genesis, why are you out here? I got worried that you were missing or worse. Are you serious about staying out here in this type of weather you are condoning?" A frown tugged from his lips and he ambled towards Genesis. "It's bad for you and babygirl. Come on, we should get going and start back home before the weather makes you get sick." Both males turned nimbly and came face-to-face with a lofty, impassive 34-year-old silverette with piercing emerald eyes and long hair reaching past his waistline. Sephiroth attempted to smile at Genesis, but frowned, heading towards the childish auburn-haired male on the swing and haphazardly picked him up bridal-style.

Genesis smiled did not become abated as he slumped into Sephiroth's warm, protective arms, but he did turn his head. "Marluxia. Hey, Marly-chan." He started, finding the right words to say before Sephiroth could head their path home. "You should really see your family. I think you will have a better view on Christmas if you see them- even if it's just for this once." And before he could reply, Genesis and Sephiroth vanished within the snowy Wonderland, with their laughter lingering within the area.

Before Marluxia knew it, he was once more on the Baalastine's doorway. Marluxia's chest heaved of nervousness and his petite shoulders shivered of the crispy December air dawdling in Tokyo, Japan. Marluxia lifted his hand, about to touch the surface of the mahogany door, but he ultimately hesitated to disrupt their holiday spirits with his melancholy aura. Marluxia bit down his lower, pale pink lip and gradually lifted his hand up to the Baalastine doorway and was ready to knock, but he heard the latch being unhooked and the lower door being unlocked, exposing the beaming, stuffed face of Ionez, who smiled flagitiously with a content expression plaguing his softened, cerulean.

Marluxia grinned happily, rushing to Ionez and embraced him tightly. "…'Nez! What have you been doing? I mean…have you touched the sangria and Italian wine?"

Reno pouted, seeing Axel gulped down more alcohol he has not been able to imbibe for the past eight, almost 9 months now. "They all have been and taunting me with the alcohol, but not any for me!" He whined childishly, pursing his florid, softly tampered lips.

Axel cackled maniacally, throwing his head back in a fit of laughter. "You're just mad that your fat-fucking-ass can't have ANY!" Axel chortled mischievously, a nefarious grin splaying his thin lips. "Reno will have a fit if you don't give him sex or whatever he wants. He's like a hoe- he will suck someone's dick to get what he wants."

Cloud's eyes widened like a flying saucer, looking in disbelief at Axel's unorthodox antics. Reno stood up unexpectedly, growling seethingly at his younger, inebriated younger brother. Ionez cackled hysterically, almost falling down on the marble floor from the humorous outlook from Axel. Marluxia's jaw-dropped, glancing over at his adoptive brothers staring down each other. Next thing he knew, Axel was flat on his grinning face and Reno was clenching his right hand tightly and his other hand on his throbbing back.

Mr. Baalastine sighed, arising from his personal throne and made his way towards his heavily pregnant son and placed a hand on his tense shoulder. "Your younger brother is a brainless twit like that and just because we're Dominican, Greek and Japanese does not mean he needs to get shit-faced on Christmas." He looked over at Reno, who was about to cry over the chaotic Christmas dinner and looked over at Cloud, who stayed nonchalant throughout the entire night. "Cloud, son, can you take Reno back to your place before more dishes or face plummet onto the floor." Reno began crying like a baby, shaking his head and continuously apologized to his father, wanting to stay with the family and spend time with them prior to the baby's arrival. Cloud looked sympathetically at his sobbing husband and then at his father-in-law, sighing when he sent Reno on his way.

Mr. Baalastine then ambled over to Marluxia collectively and smiled, holding something special behind his crimson and ebony robe. "Marluxia, you know I mean well. I have rules regulated and they must be abided to, as in every household- or at least in households where both parents are presented and not crack heads. I know; I know I was hard on you, but it's because I love you and I'm overprotective of you as well as all of my children." Mrs. Baalastine arose from her chair, filling Marluxia a plate of the cooked ham, rice with shrimp, tempura, and onigiri, tostones, Bekri Meze, cevich and typical Yemista. Mrs. Baalastine handed him a plate, hearing Ionez whining he wanted to open his presents and to eat some more of Mama's deep-fried Oreos, which he grumbles Rosso's gluttony-ass devoured. "And I want you to keep a promise to me- you will behave." Marluxia nodded in confusion, but he saw Mr. Baalastine pull out something from behind his back. "I know I was harsh, but these should make-up my brusqueness towards you. Merry Christmas, Marluxia. Enjoy your visit to Greece and make sure to bring your mom back some seasoning."

Marluxia just could not bottle in his emotional excitement, lunging his lean arms around his neck and squealed jubilantly. "Thank YOU! Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU! I won't let you down, Mr. Baalastine!" Marluxia bounced up and down, squealing like a schoolgirl. "Daddy, I am SO enlivened that I could punch you right now!"

Mr. Baalastine laughed at him, watching him run into his room, but not before calling him out. "Marluxia Baalastine, I trust you to not create any problems that will lead to consequences, okay?"

Marluxia squealed in delight, rushing to his room where his phone was charging and slammed the door shut, certain to not have prying ears heeding to his personal conversation with Vexen.

"Dad!" Ionez whined in a brattish manner. "Can we hurry up so I can see Luxord? I have to see him before he leaves for Amsterdam with those retarded idiots!"

"HEY!" Axel exclaimed, flinging a butter roll at his head. "We are Not idiots! That means you are calling your precious Luxord a retarded idiot. You're the idiot who already had sex with him, although you have Loz."

The other's eyes widened. Their little 'Nez wasn't as innocuous as he displayed. "Ionez Baalastine!" Mr. Baalastine hollered. Ionez gulped, slouching down on the chair. "Why did you have sex already? Didn't we always teach you to be conservative about your virginity?" Ionez frowned, shooting a glare maliciously towards Axel. "Well tell Axel to stop being a hoe and Reno too! They both have been having sexual intercourse since they were both 13-years-olds. It's not fair that Axel had sex with Lawrencio just 2 months ago in your guys' room and nothing was said to his skank ASS!"

Axel stood up. "Shuddap, hoe!"

Marluxia giggled blithely at his siblings' constant bantering in front of their parents, dialing Vexen's number on his phone and plastered the phone to his ear. The dial tone came on, but then a yawn lingered within the phone and static followed.

"Hello?" Vexen started, another yawn following as he sat up on his bed.

"Hey, Vex." Marluxia spoke, flipping himself onto his stomach and smiled. "I got something to tell you and show you." Marluxia stated seductively, licking his lips. "I'm going to send you a picture of my surprise." He then hung up, lying on his bed with nothing but a skimpy, spaghetti-strapped tank top clinging to his curves lodged in the right places and his frilly, well-fitting briefs. Marluxia placed the ticket in his hands, leaning on the camera for his phone and took the sultry picture, finding it unique to do so with some tight clothes and his teeth biting into tickets. "Send, ticket."

Marluxia waited and waited, laughing at Vexen's response. Sexy, where can I get one with rosy-hair and a waistline like that at? Now, we can have a great time in Greece.

Marluxia giggled, kissing his phone's screen before he sent the message. "Vexen, you sly you. You captured me and my heart in that silly head of yours."

Ionez banged on the door. "Come on, Marlu! We're opening presents now and I want you to see what I got your pinky ass!" Ionez banged on his door. "COME ON! I want some more piña coladas, sangria, Ouzo, Vergina, Heineken, Hennessey, Amstel, Zeos, Mythos, Alfa Hellenic Lager, Fix, Henninger, Kaiser, Italian wine and wine coolers! As well as some deep-fried Oreos!"

Marluxia smiled, getting up and left the phone to vibrate.

A/N: This is the fourth-to-last chapter for this story. I currently have no internet to update anything and NO interest of updating this story anymore. It's just…not clicking anymore. Sorry, to the people who actually liked this story. And this time, I mean it- as for my other stories; they will be on hiatus until I can update them when I have time to go on a computer or when I go to a friend's/relatives house. BUT, I might write like a one-shot or something about Zexion's past, Genesis and Zack's daughter, Suri-Rose's birth/ their one night stand, Marluxia's past/when he first got into the Baalastine household, Ionez's history with Kingdom Hearts/his past, OR how some of the parents met! [That is going to be decided…I think!]

*Bekri Meze- Greek dish that involves diced beef or pork that is marinated with an unspecific type of wine, with seasoning cloves, cinnamon, bay leaves, olive oil and is left to cook slowly. Its more of a traditional meat dish in Greece.

Found on: .org/wiki/Cuisine_of_Greece