Notions

By Christine Lennoire

IV. Notions on Love

What was happening to him? Zexion could feel the outer walls of isolating breaking down upon him in a moment of unrest. But it was just the sort of reaction he expected. What else could you expect, when you were hoping to find traces of emotions in you that you're convinced don't exist? You get unexpected surprises. You get weird results. And when that's what you're looking for... keep going.

Zexion thought this would be a team effort – that was what he had been hoping for. But he never could have guessed that his wonderful plans would be shattered by an impulse greater than all the logic he had in his entire brain. Not even his wise quick-track mind could save him from the compelling need that filled his soul – if he were to believe there is a soul.

His lips had claimed another's, and it seemed like he liked it. Who was he kidding? He loved it. And an emotion he had never dreamed possible, seemed to rise from his non-existent heart, all the way to his throat. He couldn't speak, he couldn't think, he couldn't control it, and he couldn't stop. No, he was going to keep going, in hopes of finding some answers to his question.

Yeah right... that's what he told himself to reassure himself, but that wasn't it at all. It was a matter of him and Demyx... and neither moving apart. Neither of them wanted to break the bond that they had formed, and in brand new ways they were able to connect. Not only mentally, but also very physically, and truthfully... very passionately.

Demyx didn't know why, and Demyx didn't care. He could feel Zexion caressing his hair. And you know what – he liked it, and he didn't stop to question why. He kept on going... and there was no fancy reason – no compelling kind of story or complicated equation. They did what they wanted and went with what felt right and for the first time in his life...

He was sure that he felt. Because it felt so real. There was nothing on this earth, quite like this feeling. And he was right in the middle of it, with a guy he hardly knew. But he couldn't care less, because Zexy felt it too. There was fervor, there was passion, there was feeling – and even though it shouldn't exist... for a moment, Zexion's mind comprehended something great...

This must be the feeling he heard so much about. For the life of him, it took him forever to figure out. But this was it, and he was feeling it. These thoughts of his centered around one emotion... one feeling... one thing, and one thing alone... these were notions based on love... and why, he wasn't sure, but he was hoping that this experiment might lead to more...

Answers were no longer the only thing he was searching for...

Another chapter done. Thank you for all your reviews. Keep it up, and I will keep updating. I liked this one better than my last. It was more in depth and emotional, yet thoughtful. Tell me what you think. Please review! Fresh cookies!

Christine Lennoire