I wouldn't leave you guys hanging like that... so here's the other half. Really the only reason I broke that one in two was because I was uncomfortable posting it all in one piece. The other half of the story is the rough part. Lots of childish cursing and the like... Demyx is an angry boy all filled with angst and poison for this part. And he actually admits why he's reluctant to actually do anything with Axel. Teehee.

Erm... Beta'd by you-know-who. Gotta love her. She's a star! XD

:: Somewhere else part 2 – Kissed a girl ::

"So you guys went to see Rocky Horror?"

"It was one of our favorite movies," Demyx laughed, "The best ever. We used to see it just about every other week 'cause Xigbar actually had it. It was always cool to go see it at the drive-in, though."

"Sounds pretty cool," Axel admitted.

"If it's still there, consider it a date," Demyx remarked matter-of-factly, he allowed a few moments of silence to let it sink in, and then continued with his story. "We went and I got stoned for the first time in the back of Xigbar's dad's big Caddie, and we had a wild time."

"You fucked?"

"No. Just played around…"

"Just out of curiosity, who did you lose it to?"

Demyx was silent, a pensive look on his face. He finally spoke, but it was low and quiet. "Uh, no one…"

Axel bristled. "You're a virgin?"

"So?" Demyx muttered defensively.

"Jesus. I just feel so dirty now…" The redhead was looking fixedly at the steering wheel.

The other shrugged. "It's alright. I've just been looking for the person I won't regret giving myself to."

"Really?"

"Yeah…" he smiled, "Anyway, the story picks up when I got back home. My parents were gone for the weekend… or so I thought."

--- ---

"You two are so fucking hot!" Rose practically squealed, watching the two boys grind one another passionately. Demyx was so fucked up that he had no idea where he was.

"Oh god! Oh god, oh my fucking god!" the boy gasped throatily.

Xigbar's hands traveled up shirtless sides, clamped tight on Demyx's hips. He was so strong.

"Hey guys… hold up…" Rose said softly, "I think I heard car doors."

"You're just paranoid," Xigbar panted, trying to get better leverage on Demyx's living room couch. Demyx drove his hips down bending to deliver a savage bite to the older boy's neck.

"My parents… aren't coming home… 'til… Monday!" Demyx panted.

On that note, the door swung wide open, and all three froze.

"Mom, Dad…!" Demyx yelped, jumping off of his boyfriend and searching wildly for his shirt. He pulled it back on, looking like he'd rather disappear into it.

"What… what were you doing, honey?" his mother asked softly. Zell stood behind her, looking confused.

What scared him was his father, standing there, the silent gargoyle in the doorway. Then he roared. "No son of mine will be a useless piece-of-shit faggot!"

He stamped into the room, tossing his son rough away and practically picking up Xigbar up by the scruff of the neck. He dragged the older boy out the door and tossed him roughly to the brick-paved path. He tried to come back in, screaming something about his Demyx, and Demyx, stupid in his current state of mind, tried to punch his father, only ending up having his arm wrenched behind his back painfully.

"Don't you fucking touch him!" Demyx screamed, writhing painfully. "If you hurt him I'll fucking castrate you! I'll kill you!"

"It's not his fault!" Rose cried, "Don't hurt him."

"Out of my house, you perverted cunt!" The elder Dincht snarled like a lion.

Rose stood there looking hurt for a moment, then ran headlong out the door, dragging Xigbar with her. It was the best they could do for Demyx at this point, and they knew it.

"I fucking hate you!" Demyx sobbed weakly. "I hate you!"

"And you're going to hate me even more soon," his father promised.

--- ---

Axel was shocked to silence.

Demyx nodded. "Yeah… I jumped out my window two days later and broke both legs. So I was really trapped after that. I had to deal with the therapists first."

"T-therapists?" funny, his voice wasn't really working too good right now.

"Yeah, they were pretty bad."

--- ---

Demyx stared stubbornly though the therapist.

"Tell me, Eden, why do you think you're here," she said in her annoyingly soft, friendly voice.

"It's Demyx. D-E-M-Y-X, you brick-headed bitch," he hissed, "and about me being here, I don't want to be, I don't care. Fuck you."

"That's not a nice thing to say, Eden."

"Fuck you."

"Eden, please watch your l—"

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!" he screamed, clamping his hands over his ears, doubling over.

They wouldn't make much progress here.

--- ---

Axel was still silent.

"Then there was the church…" Demyx said with a shudder, "That was the worst."

--- ---

"Eden Dincht, I care for your soul… I want to see you in heaven, but if you partake in such perversion of the Lord's gifts to us… you'll be banished to hell," the pastor said softly, brimstone twinkling in his eyes like stars, "I can't bear to see a beautiful young soul like yours, a talented swimmer and musician, a pure child like you end up in hell…"

"If I'm going to hell for loving someone, then fuck you. God's a fucking asshole if he sends me to hell for loving another human being."

"I see, Eden."

"Demyx! It's Demyx, you fuck-tards!"

"Then we'll take as much time as you need, Eden. But I will break you of your sinful behaviour no matter what happens."

--- ---

Demyx fell silent.

After a long pause, Axel finally spoke up again.

"So how long did that go on?"

"Two years," Demyx replied. "I was just fifteen when I snuck out my window a little more successfully that time. I went to Rose, and Xigbar met us."

--- ---

"So what are you going to do Dem?" Rose asked pensively.

The blond sighed, pressing his face closer to Xigbar's chest. The older boy sniffled quietly. It was the first time they'd seen each other in six months and the new scars puckering across Demyx's once smooth wrists were devastating.

"I'm too scared to kill myself," he admitted, "I think I'm going to run away."

"You should!" Rose cried.

"I'll teach you to drive," Xigbar said softly, "That'll help you get your foot in the door, at least."

--- ---

Demyx sighed.

"That's how the shit began."

Demyx paused painfully.

"You mean, that's why your parents think you're dead?" Axel queried, just for the sake of keeping the kid talking.

"Yeah."

--- ---

Demyx palmed the keys to the Jeep, hung his body out the window and dropped to the ground, wincing as his legs gathered heavy beneath him. He'd always remember the previous breaks by that pain.

He slinked around front and hopped into the doorless vehicle, pulled out the parking break, and let it coast down the driveway before starting it. He turned the vehicle on at the end and drove off into the night. He needed to see Rose and Xigbar first.

He drove the familiar streets in silence, holding the speed limit and trying not to look suspicious. If he got pulled over, he'd really be fucked.

He pulled up in front of Rose's house, making sure that no one was home except the girl. He smiled, ran to the door and rapped on it loudly. She answered it within seconds, Xigbar right behind.

"I'm going…"

"Good!" she cried, pulling him into a crushing hug, "Be strong… don't get caught, okay?"

"Dem… I love you…" Xigbar said softly, waiting his turn.

As soon as Rose was out of the way, the two boys were clutching each other desperately.

"I'll come home to you when I'm free. I promise…" Demyx whispered into the other boy's ear.

"In that case, let's not say goodbye, shrimp." Xigbar said softly, "I love you more than you know."

"I love you too," Demyx whispered, pressing his lips to the older boy's.

They parted bitterly and Demyx took one last look before scuttling back down to the Jeep and driving off into the night. He was teary eyed, but he was as free as he could possibly be now. He held the road carefully, until, of course, he looked down to change the radio. Some idiot pulled out in front of him at that very inopportune moment.

Demyx swerved to avoid crushing the smaller car, went off the road, and before he knew it, he was swiftly sinking into a murky brown canal. The seatbelt was like a noose. The nails in the lid of the coffin. Dazed and confused, he sucked in one last breath before the canal swallowed him whole.

He struggled against the belt desperately, but it wouldn't come free. He pulled and kicked and yanked at it, but it was no use. The water tasted like dirt and blood and it was black and quiet down here. The Jeep settled to the bottom on its side with a loud thud. He continued to struggle, not even sure what was up or down. He needed air bad. He had to calm down.

Find the lock, he thought desperately.

His hand sought downward fingers bumping over the buckle lock. They pressed hard on the button, yanked the belt and it came free.

Demyx kicked at the canvas door on the passenger side, pushed himself through and swam desperately to the faint glimmers of light over his head. He broke the surface, gasping for air.

He clawed up onto the embankment, struggled to lip it and got to his feet. He didn't even know what he was doing, he just ran, barefoot and bloodied. He ran until he couldn't run any more and finally collapsed into a ditch and passed out there until the next morning.

--- ---

"So how'd you… you know, start your new life?" Axel asked after a moment of silence.

"I hitch-hiked to Tallahassee from there, got a hair-cut and started saying I was eighteen. I was able to change my name and all that… I even got a fake I.D."

Axel paused, suddenly puzzling out the math in his head.

"You told me you were twenty-two…" he mumbled.

"I'm nineteen."

"Fuck," Axel hissed, eyes widening. He pulled over, looked Demyx straight in the eyes. Blue-green stared back at him calmly. "You lied to me."

"I had to, Axel…" he said softly, eyes suddenly downcast, "You don't know what it's like to have to live a completely new life."

"You're right!" the redhead cried bitterly, "I don't, but you lied to me! You never even bothered to tell me the truth!"

"Please don't yell," Demyx sighed, "You never asked…"

Axel bit back his rage. The kid was right on that one.

"Tell me everything you haven't told the truth about, then."

Demyx thought about it.

"I don't think there's anything else… I smoked pot for a long time, but I don't really do it anymore. I stopped 'cause I figured I don't have enough brain-cells as it is."

"That's it?"

"You know me from head to toe."

"No lies. No bullshit."

"None whatsoever."

Axel paused. "If, when we get there, you see Braig again… Will you go back to him?"

"It was teenage love," Demyx responded too swiftly.

"Think about it, Dem," Axel said softly, pulling back into traffic carefully.

He paused too. "No… I… I love you. There's no one else but you for me."

Axel smiled.

He had a feeling the kid wasn't lying about that.