A/N: So five years later I have finally posted the Second Chapter of this damn fanfiction For those that follow the story I apologize for the delay. I have tried so long to rewrite the first chapter, now, here is the second one for you all I'll try and get the third one up in a few weeks.
~Chorus 2~
As I open the door I grab the tip, "Hey thanks for driving out all this way" I state. As I look up I blush a bright red. There in front of me was Demyx. I go still and stutter a bit, The sandy blond male was holding the pizza and was blushing a bit. "I... uh... got the pizza from the driver since we arrived at the same time," Demyx speaks out softly, the color on his cheeks making me shift as thoughts pass through my head a mile a minute. "Uh... Thanks... Demyx" I manage out of my stupor and take the box from him and shift letting him into the house. "Yea, no problem." He states rubbing the back of his head as he scoots into the house letting me shut the door. I placed the tip back on the table by the door and turned to the sun-kissed boy. "Let me go and put this in the kitchen for Larxene," I state rushing out the room and letting out a breath. Larxene looked at me and raised a brow.
"What's got you all in a mood?" She asks moving to the pizza box as I set it down. I take a moment to catch my breath and look at her biting my lip hard as I speak. "Demyx is here in our living room and I am dressed like this" I mutter out as thoughts and excuses go through my head as to why I am wearing feminine clothing and why I don't have hair on my arms or legs. Granted Demyx doesn't know my legs were hairy, well hairy by my standards, just my arms since I wear tank tops for D&S. "Oh shit, hehe, finally making a move on him?" Larx asks with a faint grin on her lips. I give her a sour look and try to calm down some. "No, we have a project for D&S" I state and sigh softly grabbing a drink of water before moving back out to meet Demyx. The boy still standing by the door, leaning on the frame looking over the house.
"Hey sorry about that, come on we can use the studio my parents built last year to train in," I state moving and taking his hand slowly walking to the back of the house. "Yeah sounds good, let's go" He smiles his goofy smile and follows behind me as we walk I can feel his eyes on my back. A small shiver runs down my back as we make it to the studio. Turning back to him with a small smile. "Well welcome to my home, and in here, in the studio," I state warmly as I open the door to the studio and let him in.
The studio was nothing too amazing. A simple glossed wooden floor, over headlights, and a large mirror spanning one of the walls. A sound system is set up to let us play music over it. In a corner of the room sat a set of Dumbells as well as other workout-related items. Demyx's face was hard to read, but as he turned to me that grin of his that always seemed to be there shown brighter. "This amazing Zex!" He laughs out as he moved in to look around. "I figured we would be in your room or something... but damn this is nice," He hums as he stretches his arms over his back letting out a small groan I could hear some of his back popping as he did so. "Well, shall we get started?" That smile on his face was one of pure happiness. I loved it, it always made his eyes shimmer like pools of ocean waves captured in a moment of stillness.
"Yeah, the sooner we figure out our steps the sooner we can sync it up to the music you know?" I state softly peeling my eyes away from the boy. Heading to the sound system to set up my phone with the music on it. He gives a small laugh and nods, "Well, let me get into something less restrictive, and then we can". His words drawing my attention to the bag over his shoulder. I hadn't noticed it when he came into the house. I give a small nod as a blush formed on my face. "There is a changing area just behind the door" I state point to a small section of the room that was roped off and had a curtain up to give some privacy. With a nod of his head, he moves behind the curtain taking his time to change. I let out a small sigh and start to stretch, thoughts running through my head as I do so not hearing the curtain open, only realizing as I feel Demyx's hands press onto my back and push me further in my leg stretch. "Ahh! Oh hell...Demyx! You scared the shit out of me," I mutter out my hand moving to my heart "Don't sneak up on me like that and let me know if you are going to touch me," I add on making sure my voice showed a clear shock from how quiet the boy could be. A small laugh leaves his lips as that goofy smile forms across them. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you" He hums out and stretches making the hem of his tank top ride up. His abs showing as he did so, most thought the teen was just a skinny stick, but thanks to my time with him after the car wreck, I learned Demyx has a strict workout routine he follows every day after his band practice. He goes to the gym and works out for about an hour and a half, then typically heading back home for the night. I guess he came here instead of heading home.
I was brought out of my thoughts by Demyx asking me something. "What? Sorry I spaced out for a second," I stammer out with a small shake of my head. "It's no problem, I was wondering if ya had any ideas on what kind of dance you wanted to put to the song?" He asks as he moves to sit next to me on the floor. I really hadn't thought of much since, finding out about Xion and the stuff she was trying to expose to the school. I had to think for a moment longer before looking back at the sandy-haired boy. "Why not just listen to the song and let it say how to move. I tend to work better that way." I state simply standing up and starting up the song.
As the beat starts I feel myself space out listening to the words as they are sung. Slowly my body moves along with the beat and tones of the song. Each time a new verse starts is like turning the page in a book I let myself feel the song and as I do I move to a new dance. It wasn't till the song had ended that I felt his hand on the small of my back. A blush quickly forming on my face as I look up and see those lovely deep blue eyes looking back down at me. The soft color on his sun-tanned skin making me shift as I back up a bit. "Sorry for not saying I was... uh gonna touch ya.. you were in the moment and I didn't want to ruin it." He speaks softly with a small chuckle in his voice. The way he stood one hand on his neck and the other in his shorts pocket. The very slight lean in his body as he looked away. "You must think I'm a bit of a creep." He mumbles out so softly I almost didn't catch it. "No no... It's all good... we were trying to figure out the dance and it was one of those we kinda... just flowed together on it ya know." I reply shifting a bit and setting up my phone to record us dancing so we can practice our dance once we figure it out.
Time seemed to fly as we practiced, each move and step seeming to naturally flow with each other. We only noticed the time once his phone started to ring and a picture of his mom appeared on the screen, "Aaah shit, is it that late already?" He huffs out and starts to hurriedly grab his things. As he shuffles around, I grab what I can for him and help him to the front door. "Well, I had fun coming up with the dance with you, " I smile softly pushing my hair out my face, both of us we rather heated from the session and honestly my legs were screaming from how many times we ran through the dance, but we were sure we had it down at this point. "Yea, it was fun... Mind if I come over again... to you know practice some more, " He asks a sheepish smile on his face, it was like he knew how to make me blush. "Yea, that should be fine, come by anytime" I hum out happily as he walks down to his car.
As the door closes, I smile and slide down it with a sigh, "That was a lot more intense than I thought it would be." Looking up I see Larxene in front of me her eyebrow raised in a questioning look. "Y'all fuck or something?" She was blunt with that question causing my face to flush red. "Of course not, we were putting together a dance for class" I burst out completely embarrassed. "Could've fooled me, anyways go eat and get some sleep tomorrow we are shopping." She hums out all too ready to blow our parent's money on things like pride merch and clothes for me. She can be a bitch and take a joke too far sometimes, but she is a wonderful sister.