Luxord comes in and pats Demyx in the back looking all worried. But the dirty blond did not buy it. He does not respect him not like he has years ago.

"Hello Uncle." He said harshly removing The man's grip away from him. As the door was staying still. Everything seemed still.

"Demy, What's wrong are you not happy to see me again." Demyx stayed quiet not saying anything and turns his back to the British. "Now, who is this." He glances at Zexion who knows nothing about this man. "What is your name?"

"Does it concern you." The reader said slowly and calmly.
"But of course."

Demyx turned to Zexion. "We have business to attend to you may leave." Demyx didn't say his name as he shut the door shut.

'One day I will get what is mine and you know it my dear boy.'

"Dem Why did he come?" The Night teen looked at him with curiosity knowing that he was not pleased seeing his presence.

"My good for nothing uncle. He came maybe for me to forgive I him or somewhat take me back."

"Uncle?"

A Week after they found Demyx...

*"Dem do you know anyone, at all." Six year old Zexion said looking at Demyx.

"Yes, but I know that he will not come for me. Now that I know that he is worthless. And I have no choice but not to believe him. He abandoned me with my mother when he was supposed to look after me. But then she vanished."

The dirty blond just gazed up at the stars. As the two are on the roof. "I see but do you think he is looking for you?"

"I-I'm not so sure anymore. Zeku."

~But is this okay

"Zexion don't leave yet I'm not ready yet." The two were getting ready for the party. Zexion ready as always, Demyx…. Well not so much.

"I'm leaving even if your not ready yet" As the blunette walked towards the door Demyx came running out of the bathroom with his hair all damp and wet. "Took you long enough."

"Sorry Zeky I needed a shower and to fix my hair." The reader rolled his eyes as he opened the door. "Is that your outfit Zexion?" He looked at the dark teens he was wearing a white collar shirt with buttons, and his black dress pants. With his beat up old converse. "Hold on I have the perfect tie to go with it."

Demyx ran to the bedroom and brought back a crimson red tie and put it on Zexion. "And all I need to do it this little adjustment." He loosened a few buttons so his shirt could be some what open. "There you look perfect Zeky."

"And what about you, your hair is too perfect." He messed his hair up not to make it too bad. "Now lets go were late," He pulled him out the door.

"Aww come on sexy it's like right next door." Zexion stopped and looked at him "What?"

"Wait did you just call me sexy?" Demyx gave him a blank face.

"I did?" 'Did I really just call him sexy? Oops' "I said Zeky not sexy."

"Well if you say so.." Demyx looked serious for a split second.

"Ok lets go now were late!'

"Didn't you say not to rush."

'I swore he called me sexy' Zexion thought to himself as he blushed at an inappropriate image and then mentally slapped him self from picturing Demyx...

"What's wrong Zeku you look red." Zexion shook his head.

"Na it's nothing, nothing at all." Demyx stared at him then smiled.

"Ok just tell me if you feel like going home kay."

As they walked in front of the door it was pretty loud but you could hear Larxen and Marluxia screaming at each other. They rang the door bell. And as the door opened a vase flew out the door. "Oh! I'm so sorry Demyx." The blond said as she pushed Marluxia out of the way.

"How harsh push my away." Marluxia said as he stood up and fixed his shirt. "Welcome Demyx. Zexion" He said with a smile.

"Hello." The two said at the same time.

"Go walk in Demyx." Zexion said while he walked in right after him.

"Come on Demyx I have so much to tell you." Marluxia dragged Demyx to the couch beginning a long, long conversation.

"Hold on before I continue Dem I'll go bring some drinks."

"So how long have you two been living here anyway?" Zexion asked as he took a seat on the sofa across from Demyx.

"For about two months or so."

Marluxia walked out and back in the living room holding some tequila, wine, and beer.

"Alright, help your self." The room was pretty empty along with the outside.

"When's the party?" Zexion asking another question as he took a shot. "It's quiet."

"Oh, everyone had to cancel, most of them caught a fever." Larxen said throwing her self on the sofa.

"So," The blond said loudly. "We have the whole night to get to know each other better."

`~~~AfterACoupleWaitMakeThatToMuchTequila~~~`

"SO then YAAAA!" Larxen was drunk than everyone else in the whole room.

"Ok ok know I remember the time I kissed this girl named Diann you remember her Demyx?" The dirty blond nodded slowly. "Well when I kissed her my lip got stuck in her braces and I regret even kissing her that day it was bleeding like hell."

"Ha sucks for you!" Larxen screamed once again. "Speaking of kisses." Marluxia kissed Larxen and they made out on the couch as Zexion and Demyx were having there own conversation on the floor.

They way the two sat they were all wobbly not about to sit still. "You know I always wanted to try this…"

"Try what Dem-" A pair of soft lips touched met as Demyx kissed Zexion. He didn't think twice right after he kissed the dirty blond back.

The next morning...

Zexion awoke from a light a very bright and unfamiliar light. Also to the smell of alcohol?

The blue head looked around to see where he was but the strangest thing was. He wasn't at home and there was a wiggle right next to him. To Zexion's surprise he fell of the bed seeing Demyx right next to him naked and him self as well.

"What the hell is going on!?"
He said so shocked and still surprised.

He looked around the room so see scattered clothes which looked like his and Dem's. and a bottle of nearly empty tequila.

He got up slowly to find himself dizzy. 'did I...' He placed his hands down on the sheets and touched something gooie yet liquidly. Zexion stared at it and saw white... 'crap!'

"I did!" Zexion screamed out which woke the sound sleeping Demyx.

"Zeku what's wrong-" Demyx stopped rubbing his eyes and noticed something. "Why are you.." He felt cold alone with just the covers and took a quick look under them and quickly covered them. The dirty blond's eyes widened.

"Wha-what happened Zexion!?" One of the only few times Demyx actually called him by his full name is when something horrible or frightening happens to him and/or Zexion.

"Dem I... I really don't know..."

A/N: Will this go on, was there ever a party at all? Dose Demyx confess later on… ok ok I just wanted to see how it would feel like to type one of those lol ok next chapter da tad a ta da you'll have to wait. La la la la la I feel like singing … not. Plz review. (Okay I know I havent updated this thing since like 5 years but I was looking through a bunch of crap, and yea turns out I wrote this chapter like in 2010 but never uploaded it here on fanfic sorry everybody , This is like my 9th grade old shit. Im glad if you liked it thou) And took me like 5 years to finally update this.(like this was up nov 12,2010 shnnnoooooottt thats old) Sorry for the random author note thing,)