Demyx made it over to the kitchen without any help, went over to the fridge and found what he wanted. Then went over to the stove and cooked it, everyone that was in there froze as they looked at him. When his food was done he went over to his table and sat down to eat, everyone was too shocked to even get up and go over to him.
When Demyx was done, he went over to the sink to place his dishes in it then left the room to go to his room. He was halfway to his room, when Vexen came around the corner and found him walking. He ran up to him.
"You're alive." Vexen stated.
"Obviously…what is it?"
"How are you feeling?"
"Splendid…just splendid. Why do you want to know?"
"Just curious…Does Mar know you're up?"
"I highly doubt that."
"Of course, otherwise he would…"
Demyx looked at him darkly so he stopped in the middle of his sentence. "Yes, he would."
"Anyway…Saiix said you had slapped him."
"Only because I thought he was Marluxia…I was sleeping and he woke me up."
"What happened to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You were out for three weeks; out cold…Axel kept up his hopes about you coming around soon…every single time I asked him how you were."
Demyx stopped a quarter away from his door. "Three weeks? I was out for three weeks?"
"Yeah…on top of that yours mission had taken two."
"I was fighting a boss…it didn't want to die."
"I see…so Axel saved you from becoming dead."
"I guess. I was nearly out of it when whoever it was had came and killed it."
"Hmmm, yes, that is what Axel said."
"Why do you keep bring up his name?"
"Because he ran out of here to look for you the week after you were supposed to come back."
"Why?"
"Because he likes you a lot."
"I know…he said that he likes me as a friend."
Vexen stared at him as Demyx continued on his way to his room. When he got there he went in and took a shower. Then he got out and got dressed into fresh clothes, went over to his stereo and placed whatever CD that was in and he danced to it. There was a knock on his door, but he didn't hear it. After a few songs, the person who knocked entered and found him dancing. The person stood there and watched. When the CD was done, Demyx went over to his stereo again and was about to change the CD when he got the feeling that someone was watching him. He turned around and found Axel sitting cross legged on his bed.
"What?" Demyx asked.
"How long have you danced liked that?"
"Like what?"
"Never mind then."
"Was there something you wanted to ask me?"
Axel reached up and scratched the back of his head as he looked down, but didn't answer.
"Axel…is there something you want to tell me?"
Yes, there is actually."
"Well…what is it? You could trust me."
Axel smiled as he laughed. "I know…" Axel's smile then vanished.
Demyx went over to him and sat down next to him. "What is it, Axel?"
"Demyx…I -" Axle stopped and looked away trying to think of a way to say it right.
"Come on, Axel, You could tell me."
"I don't think I can."
"Why not?"
"Because it's hard for me to say that's why."
Demyx scooted away from Axel and Axel looked at him.
"You like me…more than a friend?"
Axel didn't answer. Demyx gasped in surprise and covered his mouth with his hands then removed them so he could talk. "Vexen was right…you do like me a lot."
Axel still didn't reply.
"Ax, say something please."
Axel looked at him in shock. "What you call me?"
"Ax…is that alright?"
"Yeah…it's fine."
"Ha, I got you talking again."
Axel laughed. "Yes, you did."
"So what is it that you can't bring yourself to say?"
"It's…" Axel then got up and left.
Demyx went over to his door. He got to his door in time to see Axel hurriedly turning the corner.
