Author's Note: When they're not playing themselves for the games, the Organization likes to go out and do some things their characters might never be caught dead participating in. Axel is no exception! True, Demyx is still guitar crazy, but he's more interested in orchestral music than rock believe it or not. This idea came from someone Xem and I talk to on the name Gaav volunteering to conduct a group of children for a band concert. Heh.
Oh, yeah, and this one's another skit where there are three people in the pairing: Xigbar, Saix, and Demyx. Who's top, who's middle, and who's bottom? Use your imagination; I don't usually make it too clear who has what role because everyone has different preferences to uke and seme position-takers. However, in my mind, I'm being kind of unconventional and invisioning Saix as the bottom-dweller so to speak.
This one, too, was one that both Xem and Zex read before I posted it. (I'm going out of order in how I wrote them and how they're being posted; have you noticed?) If you like the ideas you're seeing here and want to re-write them in your own way, go for it and let me know when you post it because I want to see how creative you can get with them. By the way, if you have an idea for a humorous bloopers skit and don't want to type it out, give it to me and I'll post it here for you.
Behind The Scenes II
Axel cleared his throat and held the baton up, smirking, while the instrumental orchestra players prepared their instruments to begin by cleaning them and checking to see that they were in tune.
From behind the stage in the wings, Demyx raised an eyebrow as he frowned, hugging his guitar. "Why wouldn't Axel let me be in that? He knows how much I love classical music!" he whined, currently reminding Xigbar and Saix more of Cloud than himself.
"Because an electric guitar does not an orchestra make." stated Saix calmly, allowing the blonde to hug him for a moment.
"I know how you can get in there." replied Xigbar, smirking over at Saix. "Don't I shug?"
Saix rolled his eyes. "Don't call me shug. I'm not a sugar cube and you're not southern, bastard."
"You don't know that." retorted Xigbar. After a moment, he shrugged and inched forward, lowering himself onto the ground and looking rather like a crocodile as he crawled off like this down the stairs of the stage and towards Axel where he stood at the podium, baton in hand and tuxedo on.
Demyx sniggered and looked up at Saix, tugging him down by the shirt for a kiss. "Where's our lovey going?" he asked.
"Don't ask me. But there he goes, wherever to."
Sure enough, Xigbar straightened up once more when he was behind Axel and leaned forward, hands outstretched towards the pyro's neck.
Before they met their destination, however, Axel had begun cueing the different sections on their parts with one hand and swinging the baton wildly with th other, hair messing back up from where he'd slicked it back to its usual wildness.
Before any warning could be given, the baton flew from his hand and back through the patch over Xigbar's eye, piercing it.
Demyx flinched and shuddered, but Xigbar merely pulled the baton out and smacked Axel over the head with it.
Someone in the orchestral ensemble snickered at the action, but the pyro ignored this and instead turned around in his place, staring at Xigbar for a moment. "What the hell?" he grumbled. "Why did you do that? You interrupted my conducting!"
"Demyx wants in the group to play along. Let him in or else." shrugged Xigbar calmly.
"Hell no."
"Why not?" shouted the afore mentioned blonde from the wing of the stage, annoyance clearly lacing his voice.
"He'll girly it up. This is music not a sex party."
"It's classical music, Axel. It's already as girly as it can get. Now let him join in your little orchestral games or-"
"Demyx with your nose so bright..." muttered Saix under his breath, chuckling at the glare he received for this.
"Fine." sighed Axel. "He can join, but he can't use that guitar. He'll have to play something else."
"Let him use it or else I'll tell Xemnas where you are and you know he's been bored for the past two weeks."
Axel paled. "Fine! He can use the damn guitar! Happy?" he growled, glaring daggers over his shoulder at the spot where Demyx could be heard rejoicing.
"That's better."
With this, Xigbar turned gracefully and stalked back to his two lovers, smirking triumphantly.
Meanwhile, Demyx smirked hiddenly to himself. Step one
accomplished. he thought quietly. Now to convince everyone
Saix to compose a ballett for the piece Axel's conducting, produce
it, and I can overthrow the world with an army of dancing- wait,
damnit, those Heartless are spoken for!
The End?
