The two reach Zexion's home, and were already inside and starting on the homework assigned to them earlier that day.
"So you see, Dem-" Zexion started, attempting to explain something to his older, yet less mature friend.
"Ohmigod! Did you get a new FISH!?" Demyx was at the fish tank in seconds, examining them.
The living room they were in was luxurious. Zexion's family was well off and so they had a decorator redo al the rooms after they bought the house. This room had two of the walls a dark brown and the third wall was tan. A large mahogany coloured couch was in front of the large plasma screened T.V with a coffee table in between the two. The forty gallon fish tank that was currently occupying Demyx's attention was placed in the far corner. There wasn't a window in this room, a ceiling fan/light provided the light. Zexion's parents decided that a window wouldn't be good when he was watching a movie or T.V, and their son couldn't complain since he wasn't very fond of sunlight. The room was adjoined with the kitchen, which had the old fashioned black-and-white checkered tiles on the floor. The walls were a perfect white with tan trimming to match the living room. There was a small table in the corner, since they mostly used the dining room when Zexion's father was home.
"Yes. A Clownfish."
"You mean like from Finding Nemo?!'
Zexion sighs and closes his math book. Obviously no work was going to be done. "Yes, I do believe so."
Demyx is on his knees in front of the tank, tracing his finger along the side of the tank, watching in awe as a few of the fish followed it. Zexion walks over and leans over, observing as the fish scatter from the sudden movement, then looks down at his friend, "Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Hm? Yup!" He looks over at Zexion, who had resumed watching the fish, who had returned to following his finger, and notices the glow from the fish tank reflecting off of the blunet. He gapes at him. He looks so…there just isn't a word to describe it! He looks…amazing. It appeared as though he were tinted in blue, bringing out the highlights in his hair as well as the deep blue of his eyes. Demyx reaches his hand up toward Zexions face, meaning to brush away a few strands of hair that had fallen in his face, then stops himself, instead getting up.
"Are you done already?" Zexion gives Demyx a bemused look. Usually things like this could keep his attention for fifteen or twenty minutes.
"Uh…yeah." He glances around the room, trying to find somewhere else to look other than his best friend's stunning eyes.
"Do you want to go up to my room? I have a new video game."
"Really?! For your PS3?!?" Demyx immediately returns to his normal self, excited at the prospect of playing the PS3 that his friend had received as an early birthday present a few weeks ago.
Zexion nods and flips his hair after returning to his upright position. Today he was dressed in a fitting white T-shirt that had some writing on it with a black wristband and choker to match, and faded, tight straight-cut jeans with a chain hanging from the belt loops. He had some black eyeliner on, too.
Demyx on the other hand had a similar style as Zexion, his clothes were tight. He had on a light blue T-shirt with a long sleeved white one underneath, blue jeans, and a necklace with a black music note on it.
"Please don't stop the music (music, music, music…),
Please don't stop the music (music, music, music…),
Please don't stop the music (music, music, music…),
Please don't stop the music (music, music, music…),
It's getting laaate,
I'm making my way over to my favouri-"
Demyx fumbles around in his pocket, embarrassed about the choice of music he had on his cell phone. It was his mom's ring tone that he picked out for her, he had a different song for all of his friends and family that he called often or called him. He finally managed to pull it out of his pockets, growing increasingly more humiliated by how far he had allowed the song to carry on for.
"My mom likes this song…I let her pick," he mutters more to himself than to his friend as he flips open his cell. "Mmhmm. Yup. Oh, really?"
Zexion took this chance to look at his friend. His hand was placed on his hips as he chatted on with his mother, smiling and laughing sporadically. He figured they were talking about some new clothes or something because of the replies Demyx was giving her. Occasionally Demyx would lift his hand and make a gesture to articulate his point, even though he was on the phone and was fully aware that his mother couldn't see him.
"Hmm…alright. Okay. Sure it'll be fine. Bye, love you, too."
Zexion raises an eyebrow curiously, "What was that all about?"
"Can I stay the night, Zexion? Please? It'll be fun!" He looks at Zexion with pleading eyes, though they both knew what the answer would be. Zexion had never said no when Demyx wanted to stay over, unless one of them were ill and he felt it would be better for him to get rest.
"Of course Demyx. No need to even ask." He smiles at the older boy as Demyx threw his arms around Zexion's neck and rests his chin on his shoulder as Zexion put his arms around him and leans into the embrace slightly, pulling the blonde closer.
"Awesome…" He pulls away slightly and looks into Zexions eyes. They were nose to nose, but the both of them smile, enjoying the feeling of warmth in each others arms.
Demyx removes his arms, then says brightly, "C'mon! Let's go play those games of yours!"
Zexion was mildly disappointed that they had to pull apart from each other, but dutifully led Demyx up to his room, which was a dark blue with wooden floors and a black carpet. He had a computer in his room, a pretty recent model, too. His bed was a king sized with different blues for the covers and sheets. His dresser had a book on it and a mirror behind it. His full length mirror was set up on his closet door, which was across from the foot of the bed. Demyx was headed for his T.V though, not a plasma, instead it was just a 36", used mostly for playing video games or watching movies when Zexion couldn't be bothered to bring the console downstairs or to leave his bed.
"So, what do 'ya have?"
"Silent Hill 5." Zexion looks over at Demyx, silently enjoying the look on his face thinking about how much fun he would have scaring the fuck out of him.
"Whaaaat?? Zexy! You know how much…I don't like those games!" Demyx paused as he thought, this would be a good opportunity to show him that he wasn't a total wimp. "Aright. Toss me the controller."
"Huh?" Zexion's eyes narrow a little, the only sign of emotion on his face, he hadn't been expecting this, he figured that Demyx would have wanted to cuddle next to him in terror while he, Zexion, fought his way through the hordes of monsters. "Fine." He turned on the game and tossed Demyx the controller, if not a bit down-heartedly.
Demyx quickly scrolls through the option, blood-max, difficulty-hard and such. Zexion just stares at the screen, not really believing that Demyx would go through with this. A year ago he spent the night and they watched The Ring, Demyx had kept Zexion up the whole night, eating chips, playing video games and watching T.V, claiming he wasn't scared, just that he didn't want to go to bed-yet when the cable went out and the T.V was filled with static, he started shaking and buried his head in Zexions shoulder, leaving a damp spot on the shoulder of his pajamas.
Within half an hour of the game after a particularly gruesome twenty on one battle , Demyx shakily hands Zexion the controller, "H-here…it's your turn…"
Zexion smirks at this and takes the controller, seamlessly going through the game.
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I know it ends RANDOMY but there were too many words so I had to cut it off! Lol, sorry. Any ways, thanks goes out to Naokiru Michiyuki, EriNicoleAndUKnowIt, uroNeko1592, and anyone who read or favourite chapter two! Reviews make me uber-happy, even if its just a short comment!