The screams coming from Zexion's room were never unending and unbearable to listen to. Ever since Xemnas had died the teen hadn't stopped screaming and trying to kill them all. It was heartbreaking to all of them and none of them knew if they were ever going to get their Zexion back.
The bad news and drama only piled up. Saïx had returned to them but he brought heartache with him. None of them understood how Saïx could have fallen for Xemnas, but no one but he and Xemnas knew their back story. The drama did not end there. They all had learned a few seconds after Xemnas was killed that the man who had murdered him was Reno, Axel's father.
The two fiery redheads had not stopped fighting ever since they had gotten back from the hellhole that Xemnas was hiding in. One would refuse to speak to the other unless they were screaming their heads off and they had even tried attacking each other at times. To sum everything up; everything was going to hell all at once.
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Xigbar and the others were desperately trying to block out the screaming from the kitchen. The two redheads had started fighting over a pickle. YES. A fucking pickle.
"I can't take this anymore. It's driving me crazy!" Xigbar shouted.
"They're going to have to work through this eventually," Marluxia replied.
"Can we make eventually come sooner!?" Luxord screamed, "This is bloody ridiculous!"
"Reno explained himself to Axel, but Axel doesn't seem to want to listen," Vexen stated, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
They all jumped at the sounds of growling, scratching and crashing. They were all ready to viciously murder the two, but none of them had to guts to actually do it.
"That's it," Roxas said. They all watched the blond get up and head into the kitchen. All of them silently prayed for the brave little vampire and listened in to what was happening, "WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP!? WE HAVE ENOUGH PROBLEMS GOING ON AND DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU TWO BICKER OVER STUPID THINGS! BE COURTEOUS TO THE ONES AROUND OR GO KILL EACH OTHER SOMEWHERE ELSE!"
All eyes were wide as they listened to every word that flew out of that teen's mouth. Xigbar had half a mind to start applauding, but he held it in just in case he needed to be rescued by the two angry vampires in the kitchen.
"But Roxy-."
"Don't 'but Roxy' me! Just get over it! We have bigger problems than your daddy issues! So either grow the fuck up or be an immature child and cause everyone more pain!" The blond interrupted.
There was nothing but silence after that. Never before had anyone been so afraid of Roxas. To them he was just the quiet, innocent little teen that followed Axel around like a puppy, but after hearing him scream like that a new image had been painted in their heads and it wasn't a pleasant one.
The blond walked out of the kitchen, holding Axel's hand and joined the rest of them on the couch. Reno walked out a few moments later, looking dumbstruck. He watched the two in fascination and tried to figure out how Roxas had managed to put Axel on a leash and get him to calm down. He smiled a little as he realized the answer. It was because he was the one for Axel. His soul mate. How funny that Axel would have never met Roxas had he never gone on that rampage and turn him into a vampire.
"...well at least we got a little peace," Xigbar said.
"I think Zexion might be sleeping now...he stopped screaming and breaking things. Unless he's quietly contemplating how to kill us all...," Marluxia said.
"How the hell are we going to get him back to normal?" Axel asked.
"I'm not sure...I fear he'll always be like this," Vexen replied.
"I don't get it though. Saïx was under Xemnas' control and once he died he went back to normal. Why didn't that happen to Zexion?" Axel asked.
"Who knows? Xemnas had different methods for different people. Whether it was using their emotions against them, their minds or just inserting a chip into their skin," Marluxia answered.
"So we have no idea how to get him back to normal?" Luxord asked.
"Pretty much. We'll be lucky if we ever get him back," Xigbar replied.
They all sighed in unison. They were beginning to loose all hope. The chances of getting Zexion back were slim and they didn't have any hint of how to get him back. Most of them began to wonder if it'd be best to put him out of his misery, but they had come too far to take the easy way out. They would find a way, even if it kills them.
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Midnight took forever to get there. A day had never felt so long to any of them before until now. They had spent the whole day trying to think of ways to get Zexion back, but in the end all they had were stupid ideas, empty Chinese food take out containers, and crushed hearts. They had finally decided to call it a day when they found themselves falling asleep in their chairs. All of them were now asleep in their beds, couches, and floors. All but one.
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Demyx tip toed his way up the stairs and to his boyfriend's bedroom. He did nothing but stare at the doorknob. It was as if he thought it would hurt him if were to touch it. He didn't know what he would do when he saw the teen, but he knew he had to see him.
Slowly he turned the knob and opened the door. For once the lack of sound in the bedroom was a good sign. He quietly made his way into the room and closed the door behind him. He quickly scanned the room for the boy, but didn't see him anywhere. Panicking slightly, he walked further into the room and checked the ceiling and under the bed. Still no luck.
"Zexio-." His words were cut off when he finally noticed a pair of red eyes watching him from the closet. He slowly made his way to the closet and opened the door, "...what are you doing in here?"
The boy didn't answer him. He simply gazed at him, analyzing his body and memorizing every detail. He was so focused he hadn't noticed the hand that was offered to him until it had become dangerously close. He glared at the hand, as if it had done something insulting.
"...Are you hungry?" The words made Demyx feel sick to his stomach, but he knew that the teen probably hadn't eaten at all, "...If you come out then I'll give you something to eat."
The piercing red eyes stared into Demyx's teal ones. It was a little weird to Demyx that the boy hadn't tried to attack him at all. Maybe it was because Demyx technically hadn't done anything, but be nice to him or maybe it was because he was waiting for the right time to strike. Either way Demyx didn't care.
Zexion cautiously stepped out of the closet, his eyes never leaving Demyx's as he did. The blond flashed him a small smile and lead him over to the bed. The two sat on the bed, neither exchanging words. Demyx gently pressed Zexion's head to his neck and petted him gently. Something about this whole situation was weird. Why wasn't Zexion attacking him and why...did he smell so amazing to him? It didn't make any sense.
The teen flinched as fangs sunk into his skin...lovingly? Demyx's head swam with questions and confusion. Everything about Zexion seemed to be so enticing. He scent, his soft skin, those eyes (although he loved the icy blue ones better), everything about him seemed to attract Demyx. The idea to bite that soft neck sparked in Demyx's brain and almost immediately he shoed it away. How could he think of such a thing?
"...Demyx..." The blond almost jumped from hearing his name. That was the first thing Zexion said the whole time. It was kind of shocking that he said his name due to how zombie like he was acting, "...bite me."
Demyx went numb as the words hit his ears. Had his innocent Zexion just asked him to do such a monstrous thing?
"...Do you want me too?" Demyx asked. The grey haired teen nodded, "...Why?"
"...I don't really know...it just feels like the right thing to do," Zexion explained. Though it didn't make any sense to the blond at all. It felt right? What the hell was that suppose to mean.
"...okay." As the words left Demyx's lips, he couldn't believe he had said them. He had been against being a vampire since day one and now he was going to bite his boyfriend just because he asked. It didn't match up, but it was almost as if Demyx had no control over his words and actions. Something was making him do it.
He gently brushed his lips against teen's neck and kissed it sweetly. Just feeling the soft skin against his lips sent a shiver down Demyx's spine, but that was nothing compared to the fingers that had began to slowly make their way through his hair. Why was everything suddenly so erotic to him?
"Demyx...do it," He begged. Another shiver shot down the blonde's spine. Without hesitation he bit into the teen's neck, earning a moan from his lover. It was music to his ears.
Demyx wasn't for blood at all. In fact the thought of drinking it made him want to vomit, but the taste of Zexion's blood was like nothing he had ever had before. It was different and definitely not in a bad way. Had it not been for the younger teen's whimpers, he wouldn't have stopped.
He licked and kissed the wound before pulling away and then looked at his boyfriend. He was shocked to see that the red eyes had turned back into icy blue. He pushed Zexion's bangs back behind his ear and gazed into the eyes he had missed so much.
"I don't understand...," Demyx stated. He really didn't understand. One moment Zexion was being cold and had red eyes and then the next he was back to normal and had his blue eyes back. It was as if nothing had happened.
"...Neither do I honestly...the urge to kill everyone for killing Xemnas just disappeared...I'm not sure why," Zexion said.
"...We'll ask Marluxia or Xigbar tomorrow."
"Okay..."
"Right now...I'm sorry, but I have to make love to you."
"...Okay."
