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Chapter 3
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The night continues…
Legs whipping back and forth, breath heavy and hoarse. Zexion's legs stung each time his feet smacked the pavement. His experience of running, cross country and track, was being used to get to a sanctuary that never existed.
Zexion's tears flew behind him as he sprinted. His thoughts were reeling. His mind wanted to be closed off from the outside world, but his body wanted freedom. He finally slowed to a stop and sat down on a deserted sidewalk, about a mile away from Demyx's wonderful humble abode. Zexion panted and clung to his heaving chest with his hand. After a while, his grip on his sweatshirt faltered as he finally relaxed as he sat down on the sidewalk.
Memories of what Demyx did, and said; what he said did, violently clawed its way back into Zexion's memory. "Ugh..!" Zexion grunted aloud. He felt like an ass. He felt shitty, and not because of the pain in his legs. He left Demyx all alone. Again and… again. He had done this countless times. Whenever things went bad, he would leave him to figure it out by himself. Something that Demyx wasn't too fond of doing. Zexion always regretted doing it, but he never stopped.
Zexion sat for a good five or ten minuets, until her started to hear approaching footsteps. The louder they got, the more aware he became of them. By the time he looked up, the figure was in front of him. It was Demyx.
"Zexion!! There you are!!" Next thing that Zexion knew, he was in a full on embrace. He could the heat emitting from him, and his breath was very heavy. Zexion suddenly started to grow hot, and uncomfortable in his lower regions. "D-Demyx… I…" He swallowed and pulled Demyx away from him and stared at him with a hard look. "I can't do this Demyx. I… just can't do this." He let his arms fall and hit the pavement below.
Demyx sat with a flat look on his face. He never took his eyes off him when he grabbed Zexion's face and leaned to kiss him. "NO!!" Zexion shouted as he punched the blonde in the face, "I'm not a fuckin' faggot!! I don't kiss guys!! I'm not interested in guys!!" The younger teen stood up and ran again, in the direction he came from.
The blonde could feel his heart break into tiny microscopic pieces. Demyx felt as if he was going to cry, but no tears came. He didn't know what to do with himself. He felt lost, like a forgotten disowned puppy that ran away. I guess I had my hopes up for know reason… Demyx thought as he clambered to stand up. He started to walk in Zexion's direction, not wanting to find him, but to go home, a home that will never leave him; a safe and loving place. He sniffled as he started to jog.
Demyx only jogged for about 2 or 3 minutes then walked the rest of the way. He wasn't in any hurry. Home would always be there.
As he stepped onto the porch, the light went on. He looked at the big window to the living room and saw his mother looking at him solemnly. Demyx smiled to her and turned his attention back to the door. The moment that he opened his door, his mother flew the door open, and embraced him with hard sobs and weeps. "Oh!! My poor, poor baby!! What happened?" she let go of the blonde and put her hands together on her chest, "Are you going to be okay? Did you get hurt? Is that a bruise on your cheek? Who did that?! Was it bullies? Was it Zexion?! Why would he do that? Where is Zexion? Do you need to sit down?" The last question got Demyx's attention and he nodded in response.
His mother sat him down and wrapped a wool blanket around him. When she finished tucking him in tight and warmly, Luxord came into the living room wearing nothing but boxers. "Mum!! Where the bloody hell are my club pants…" He finished slowly when he noticed his little brother about to burst into tears. "Demyx, what's wrong? Where's Zexion?"
"Zexion and I kissed and e ran away when I told him that I loved him, so I ran after him and he told me that he didn't want to be with me that way, then he punched me, then he ran away again…" After his chain of words, he broke down into a crying mess. His arms were forced out of his cocoon and he buried his face in his hands.
His mother was about to reach out to her son, until he thrusted out of the blanket and ran to his room. There, he jumped onto the bed and slammed his face into the pillow. He wasn't crying anymore, he was just… thinking. He thought of the teen and how much he loved him, and how much he cared for him. It didn't help him any though.
After much thinking, he slipped off his bed and opened his closet. He pulled out his electric guitar, and the amp with it. He set them next to his computer, and he opened up his music program, searching for the new song his beloved found for him. When he did find it, he clicked once starting the music up. He closed his eyes and listened to every note and word. Once it stopped he stood up and plugged amp plug into the socket, and plugged the guitar in. Once everything was set, he found himself crying again.
Why… Why am I crying…? I… The song started up again and he looked to the computer. Zexion was standing beside it and he was staring at Demyx intently with his hand on the mouse. The younger teen didn't say a word as he turned to the computer again, looking for the tabs. Demyx only stood and watched Zexion. Once the tabs were found, Zexion turned in the chair and looked to the ground. "I saw you pull out your guitar when I walked by… so… I decided to come by and give you the tabs… yeah…" The purple haired boy stood and walked over to the blonde. "Remember Demyx," Zexion warned with a frown, "You can only kiss my face."
Demyx almost dropped his guitar, but luckily the strap was there to make sure that wouldn't happen. He rung his arms around the other, and held him close as he kissed him gently on the forehead.
Ah… Yeah… Sorry that its so short… I hope you enjoyed!!
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