Welcome to the fabulous Week Seventeen of Zemyx Time! *throws confetti* I'm writing this at 12:36 in the morning today while listening to I Set My Friends On Fire and eating toast and peanut butter. Please enjoy the fruits of me and my friend's labors and let's enjoy the Zemyx-y goodness.
Also, sorry this might be uploaded on the 7th, but I had to go over to my grandparent's house and help them move and then I went to a baseball game to help my grandpa with something and didn't get home 'til near 11. Sorry. : (
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"Demyx!"
The mullet-headed nobody turned around, seeing Marluxia and Larxene standing behind him. "Hi!" Demyx smiled. "What's up?"
"Where are ya going?" Marluxia asked, flipping his hair over his shoulder with a sly smile.
"Zemyx Time," the blonde replied, jerking his thumb in the general direction of Zexion's room. "Zexy's waiting for me." He started to walk again.
"Oh, Demy!" Larxene called after him, stopping him in his tracks. She held up a black marker. "Do you wanna play a game with us?"
Demyx lit up with excitement, bouncing back over to the two older nobodies. "What kind of game?" he asked, a smile still on his face.
"Oh, just something we picked up in Twilight Town," Marluxia replied with a grin, taking one of the blonde's hands. "Larxene."
"Whenever someone says your name, you're only allowed to say this," Larxene explained, writing down a 4-word phrase on the younger's hand. "This will only last until…let's say 3 this afternoon. If you don't say this whenever someone says your name, we won't talk to you for the rest of the day."
"Okay!" Demyx exclaimed happily, looking at the phrase on his hand. "I can do that! I don't want you guys not to talk to me. You're fun!"
Marluxia grinned, patting the younger's shoulder and try not to jump him right then and there. "We are," he agreed, smiling at Larxene.
"Don't you have a show to get to?" Larxene asked.
"Zemyx Time!" Demyx started to run off. "Thanks for the game, you guys!"
Marluxia grinned again, leaning on Larxene's shoulder. "That was fun," he said. "Who do you wanna do next?"
Larxene thought about it for a second before she grinned back at the pink-haired nobody. "Vexen," she decided, the two walking off to find said scientist and the one she still loved.
"Zexion!" Demyx exclaimed happily as he burst into the room to find said nobody reading on his bed with a girl with long dark blonde, tawny, and brown hair sitting next to him. She was in the standard-issue Organization cloak cut to her knees with jean shorts underneath and a pair of fingerless rainbow gloves. "Cexelest! What are you doing here?"
"Mansex said I had to help the show," the newest Organization member said with a smile, putting down her book.
"Where's Axel, Demyx?" Zexion asked, standing up from the bed.
"I belong to you," Demyx said, remembering the game and its rules.
Zexion raised an eyebrow. "No, you don't," he said slowly. "I belong to Axel. Get it?"
"You guys look like you could use a snack," Cexelest said, pulling a bright green package out of the pocket of her shorts. "Here!" She took out two small candies, pressing one into each of their hands. "Blue for Dem-Dem, purple for Zexy!" The two older nobodies looked at the candies before slipping them into their mouths, cringing slightly at the sour taste.
When they swallowed, whatever the love potion had done to them cancelled out. "Zexion!" Demyx exclaimed happily, tackling his boyfriend to the bed.
"Demyx, what are you doing?" Zexion asked. Not that he minded the blonde on top of him in any way, shape, or form.
"I belong to you," the blonde said with a smile.
Zexion grinned, wrapping an arm around Demyx's neck to pull him closer. "Damn right you do," he agreed. He noticed Cexelest staring at them. "Give those to every Organization member," he ordered.
"But—!" the dirty blonde tried to argue. She wanted to see some Zemyx lovin'!
"I'm your superior and you will listen to me," Zexion said, using his best superior voice. Cexelest sighed, running out of the room to get her job done as soon as she could. "Now," Zexion said, turning his attention to the blonde blushing above him, "where were we, Demyx?"
"I belong to you," Demyx repeated, bringing out another grin from the nobody beneath him. "That's right." Zexion pulled Demyx down for a kiss. "What's been making you say that?" the slatenette wondered when they pulled apart.
"Marly and Lar's game!" Demyx explained with a smile, moving to sit on the bed as Zexion sat up straight, running a quick hand through his bangs. "Look! Whenever someone says my name, I have to say that and I if don't by 3 this afternoon, they won't talk to me for the rest of the day!"
"So whenever someone says your name, you have to say 'I belong to you?'" Zexion wondered, brows furrowing as he stared at the blonde's hand.
"Yep!" Demyx looked at his hand and at the marker on it. "Larxene said she and Mar-Mar found the game in Twilight Town."
Zexion thought about it for a second before pulling a marker out of his coat pocket, uncapping it and rewriting the phrase on his boyfriend's hand. "Now, say the first phrase whenever I say your name and say this other one whenever anyone else says your name."
"But what about Lar-Lar and Mar-Mar?" Demyx asked, looking at his hand.
Zexion grinned, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "You're still following the game," he said, then his face fell slightly. "Damn, I lost the game."
"Zexy, you made me lose the game!" Demyx yelled, falling backwards on the bed.
"What's wrong?"
The two nobodies looked over at the door to see Cexelest eating the rest of her candy with a smirk on her face. "Zexy made me lose the game," the blonde pouted.
"Damn you, Zexion!" Cexelest yelled, throwing her empty bag at him. "I lost the game!"
Zexion stuck his tongue out at her, the nobody sticking hers back at him as she sat next to Demyx on the bed. "What Demyx Found In The Other Guys Rooms," Zexion growled, glaring at the still smirking nobody on the other side of Demyx.
"This week, I went into Marluxia's room!" Demyx exclaimed happily, reaching down to the floor in front of him. "And I found this! Oh, and I belong to you." The slatenette smirked.
Both Zexion and Cexelest stared at the…the…thing…in Demyx's hands. The blonde nobody was holding a giant stuffed flower with a huge yellow center and bright orange petals surrounding it, a smiling face stitched in the middle of the yellow center and green arms and legs coming out the sides and bottom.
"And look!" Demyx pushed the center. "It sings!"
'I'm a flower, yes I am,' the toy sang, Demyx making it dance. 'I'm a flower, my name's Sam.'
"Sam?" Zexion asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, it came with the flower," the blonde replied, setting the toy back on the floor. "Marly said he liked the name, so he kept Sam."
"Well, I like it," Cexelest said with a smile, hugging the blonde next to her.
"Sam," the slatenette muttered, shaking his head. "The Demy Dictionary."
"Did you even find a word this week?" Cexelest asked, pulling up Demyx's black book of funny words.
"Cantankerous," Demyx said, pointing a the word in the middle of the page the nobody was looking at. "It means testy or grumpy."
"Like Mansex is every day until Saix gets to him," Cexelest teased with a smile.
"You really don't like him do you?" the blonde asked, tossing the book to the basket across the room.
"He creeps me out!" Cexelest exclaimed, shivering slightly. "Doesn't he creep you out?"
Demyx smiled. "Not since Zexy," he said, still smiling as he nuzzled back into his boyfriend for a few seconds.
"'Cause I take care of my little Demyx," Zexion said, grinning slightly.
"I belong to you," Demyx said with a light blush.
"Why do you keep saying that, Demyx?" Cexelest asked.
"I belong to Zexion," the blonde said, his blush darkening slightly.
"It's a game Marluxia and Larxene found in Twilight Town," Zexion explained. "Whenever someone says his name, he has to say 'I belong to you.' But I changed it. Now he only says that when I say his name and to everyone else, he has to say 'I belong to Zexion.'"
"Sounds like a fun game," she said with a smile. "Oh, Demyx."
"I belong to Zexion," he said.
"Demyx."
"I belong to Zexion."
"Demyx."
"I belong to Zexion."
"Demyx."
"I belong to Zexion."
"Cexelest!"
Cexelest looked over at Zexion who was busy glaring at her. "That'll never get old," she said with a smile.
"Say it one more time and I'm gonna hit you," Zexion threatened, still glaring at her.
The girl grinned, leaning closer to the slatenette. "Demyx," she said.
"I belong to Zexion," Demyx said, slapping his hands over his mouth and falling back on the bed. "Damn it!"
"Oooh, Demyx swore," Cexelest said, pointing at the fallen nobody.
"I belong to Zexion," the blonde mumbled from behind his hands.
"And Cexelest is gonna die," Zexion growled, pouncing on her.
"Don't fight," Demyx said, jolting back up to a sitting position when he saw Zexion on top of a struggling Cexelest. "Please. I'll do anything."
Zexion froze, removing his hands from the nobody's wrists and sitting up, looking over at his boyfriend. "Anything?" he asked, the blonde nodding. "Even that thing I talked to you about last night?" The blonde hesitated slightly, but nodded again. "Alright. I hold you to that promise."
Cexelest looked confused as the slatenette moved back to his space and sat up herself. "What is he gonna have to do?" she asked.
Zexion smirked. "It's something that is not allowed in this PG-13 show," he smirked. "Demyx's Revenge."
"I belong to you," Demyx blushed. "This week, I got revenge on Xaldin again. He yelled at me for trying to make Zexy cookies when he wasn't around to supervise what I was doing in the kitchen. So, I filled the kitchen with jell-o. Again." He cupped a hand around his ear. "If you listen closely, you can hear him trying to slice his way to the fridge." The three nobodies kept silent and could barely hear the slight sound of slicing coming from down the hall.
"That sounds like fun," Cexelest said, smiling as she tried not to laugh.
"And now for Zexy Says," Demyx said, turning to face his boyfriend. "The part of the show where Zexion tells us some advice."
"The only absolute truth is that in the end there is no absolute truth," Zexion said, crossing his arms.
"I have…absolutely no idea what that means," Cexelest said.
"Me neither," Demyx agreed, the two staring at the seemingly smug schemer.
"The Dem-Dem Cam," Cexelest introduced.
"Watch this," Demyx said with a grin, pressing a button the remote behind him.
**Dem-Dem Cam**
"Shh!" Demyx shushed, trying not to laugh as he and Zexion quietly opened Xemnas's bedroom door, the camera in his hands focused on their superior. They watched in silence, trying hard not to laugh as Xemnas looked around to make sure he was alone before pressing a button on the stereo.
"Oh my god," Zexion whispered. "He's not gonna…"
They both almost lost their cover when Caramelldansen blared from the stereo, Xemnas starting to dance along to the song. They snickered slightly from behind their hands, getting a little scared when their superior stopped and turned to the door.
"Oh god, run!" Demyx yelled, both nobodies running for their lives as Xemnas ran after them with murder in his eyes.
**Back To Normal**
"That's the best thing I've ever heard!" Cexelest got out between laughter. "X-Xemna-Xemnas does C-Caram-Caramelldansen!"
"Glad you liked it," Demyx said, smiling. "And because we didn't get a Demyx Dare for this week, we're gonna get on to the Orgy Meetings. This week in the Orgy Meetings, Xemnas had room reassignments. Let's watch."
**Orgy Meetings Cam**
"Now I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here today," Xemnas said, looking around him at the other members of Organization XIII.
"To tell us we're gonna go worship Kingdom Hearts later?" Axel muttered, earning himself a death glare from the Superior.
"Because of recent budget cuts, we will need to reassign rooms while we try to redesign some of the…less livable rooms," Xemnas continued, pulling a piece of paper out of his cloak. "For the time being, Xigbar, you and Xaldin will share a room. Vexen, Marluxia's room is more livable than yours for the time being, so you'll be staying with him."
"I'm gonna die," Vexen muttered, looking over at the assassin smiling and waving at him.
"Lexaeus, you and Luxord will have to share your room," Xemnas said.
"All night poker games!" Luxord exclaimed with a smile, shuffling his cards.
"Zexion, Demyx's room is now flooded because of his sitar playing at the ungodly hours of night," Xemnas said, turning his glare to the musician nobody. "Therefore, he will have to stay in your room."
Zexion grinned, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair. "Yes, Superior," he practically purred, turning his gaze to the blonde.
"Saix, you will be staying in my room," Xemnas said. "Axel, you and Xion will be staying with Roxas in his room."
"Yes, Superior," Saix said with a slight bow of his head.
"Fuck yeah," Axel muttered under his breath at the sound of him staying with Roxas. Even if was with Xion in the room. Hey, threesome. (a/n: sorry, thinking in Axel's mindset at the moment)
"Larxene, your room is the most decent of most of some other nobodies, so you are allowed to stay alone in your room," Xemnas finished up.
"Well, duh," she muttered, crossing her arms and legs as she rolled her eyes. "Hello. Woman here. I have needs."
"That's all," Xemnas finished, folding the paper back into his cloak. "Dismissed."
**Back To Normal**
"That's why all Demyx's stuff is in here?" Cexelest looking around and see Demyx's clothes and sitar lying around the room.
"Exactly," Zexion said, bringing the blonde closer.
"Orgy Poll for the week," Demyx said. "Well, we only had one person answer our last poll, so please try to answer this one in a review."
"At least we found out that Vexen likes Ben and Jerry's," Cexelest pointed out, shrugging.
"Yeah," the blonde agreed. "Poll for this week. Is Zexion emo?"
"Hey!" Zexion exclaimed, glaring at his boyfriend.
"I didn't say I thought you were emo," Demyx tried to explain.
"I think you are," Cexelest muttered under her breath, the slatenette switching his glare from him to her.
"Just get on to the damn questions," Zexion muttered.
"Don't be mad, Zexy," Demyx pouted, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's neck and kissing his cheek.
Zexion grinned. "I'm not mad anymore," he whispered, kissing his lips for a few seconds. "Put the camera away, XV or I will turn you into a dusk."
Cexelest pouted, tucking her camera back into her cloak. Damn, I was so close, she thought, crossing her arms.
"Questions," Demyx said, pulling out a sheet of paper. "NoahMatrix1000 asks, 'Hey Demyx, have you ever walked into Princess's Mansex and Saix bitch having sex?' Yes. 4 hours ago, actually. Still scarred for life."
"I'm sorry, baby," Zexion comforted, bringing the blonde into his arms.
"I'm fine," the blonde replied. "From HeartlessNobodyNamine, 'What would happen if Demyx couldn't play sitar, eat anything with sugar, AND couldn't have his show Zemyx Time?' Well, I'd kill myself."
"You'd what?" Zexion and Cexelest asked, staring at the blonde.
"But then I'd go to the Room of Sleep and sulk for a year or so," Demyx added.
"Better," Zexion muttered.
"Well, that's all for today," Demyx said, giving the camera a peace sign. "I'm Demyx. Peace out! See ya'll later!"
"Demyx," Zexion said with a sly grin.
"I belong to you," the blonde blushed.
Cexelest grinned. "And that'll never get old," she added, still grinning as she reached for the camera.
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We'd like to thank MrMissMrs Random for appearing in this week's episode. Now, I go to sleep because I haven't gotten a decent night's sleep in 2 months. *peace sign* Later!