Demyx stared at the camera in his hand, scratching his head with the other. Damn- now what was he meant to do with that…? He chewed his bottom lip absently as he turned the camera over, screwing his eyes shut and putting on a face of utter concentration as he made a few noises.
Damnit…no- it wasn't coming back to him…
…Aaaagh…that'd mean he'd actually have to ask someone…and then they'd kick his backside up between his shoulder blades for daring to talk to them. Then they'd kick it back down for forgetting what it was he was meant to be doing…and then they'd do something equally nasty to him for wasting their time…

Oh soddit…

Demyx groaned and continued gnawing his lip, pacing back and forth in the hallway, making soft whimpering noises and anxiously glancing around to see if some kind of miracle would come and rescue him from his predicament; as always- the epitome of 'Damsel in Distress'.

It turned out that his miracle came sooner than expected.

"There you are." A lacklustre voice echoed out, followed by the familiar 'woosh!' of a portal opening. Demyx couldn't restrain the yelp of surprise and then the sigh of relief as Xaldin stepped out, hand outstretched.
"Ohhh! Yeah- of course." Demyx said cheerfully. "I was…uh…I was looking for you!"
The Nocturne scooted over to the other and thrust the camera at him with both hands, almost in a gesture of what could only be described as 'PLZ DUN KILL MEEEE!'. The Lancer took the camera from him, looking it over a few times before making a noise of content. Another 'woosh!' made Demyx yip and jump, flinching instinctively.
"Aah, Demyx- there you are. Have you got the camera for Xaldin?" Luxord questioned as he stepped out of his own portal.
"Yah." Demyx nodded enthusiastically to the Gambler. He turned on his heel and headed off down the other corridor, before jumping back as Xigbar stepped out, grinning inanely.
"Found ya, dude!" The other grinned triumphantly, prodding the younger male in the chest.
"About ten minutes late, Gunbutt." Larxene crowed as she too stepped out of a portal to Demyx's left.
"Says you- who was the last one t' get here." Xigbar sniffed, arms folded.

"Demyx- as promised." Luxord called, tossing a bag over to Demyx. The Nocturne scrabbled to catch it, but managed to do so. He opened it up quickly and his face split into a happy smile.
"Thank-youuu!" He trilled, poking the pink, squishy substance inside.
There was a moment of silence as Xaldin examined the camera once more, then looked up at Demyx…

…and suddenly- an unspoken agreement was made.

Demyx felt the change in atmosphere long before he caught sight of Xigbar leering at him. He knew that look- he'd seen it many times before; that look meant trouble, which Demyx didn't want. He edged back a little, looking at the others- seeing that each bore a similarly wicked expression. The Nocturne glanced around quickly, looking much like a rabbit caught in car headlights.

…He was trapped in on all sides.

"Uh…Yeah…H-hey guys- listen;" He laughed over-eagerly, waving with one hand and nervously rubbing the back of his head with the other. "I'm- I'm just gonna go see Zex now…so, um…"
As he edged away from Larxene, who had taken a few steps towards him, he felt a hand fall on his shoulder, with a grip like steel.
"An' who said you could go, huh?" Xigbar grinned evilly. "I think fishy here is tryin' to make a break fer it…"
"We can't be having that now, can we?" Larxene purred, advancing on Demyx. The Nocturne felt basic, animal fear settling down upon him and pulled away from Xigbar, only to feel the Freeshooter's other hand clamp down on his shoulder and hold him tightly.
"There's no escaping, dude." He smirked.
"Bu-bu-but I got the cameras for youuuu!" Demyx whined, eyes wide.
"For which we are very grateful." Luxord pointed out. "However- now you need to help us settle a little bet…"

It happened so quickly, that Demyx wasn't even aware of four pairs of gloved hands stripping him down until he felt the coolness of the air and the chill of unfamiliar leather against his bare skin.
"N-no!" He pleaded, struggling violently. "Stop! NO!"
"Aaah shaddup." Xigbar grinned, enjoying himself far too much. "We're not gonna rape ya or anythin'…but I'm jus' speakin' fer myself here…Dunno about the others…"
Demyx screamed like a little girl and writhed, but found himself being relieved of his clothing and hoisted up against the wall. A few quick hand gestures from Xigbar made sure that the gravity kept the young Nobody pinned to the wall, unable to break away.
"Please-No!" Demyx howled, feeling utterly violated. "Whyyyy!?"
"Do we get bonus points fer, like, special poses or somethin'?" Xigbar smirked, folding his arms and eyeing Demyx. Xaldin looked away, grimacing.
"I don't understand what your fascination is with making him walk around naked."
"'S called character building, Xald." Xigbar shrugged, grinning. Demyx whimpered hopelessly, feeling exposed and abused, trying to cross his legs…or at least close them…something to retain his dignity.

"Now…hold still little dude. Smiiiile!" Xigbar smirked, pulling out one of the cameras he had located within the folds of Demyx's clothing and raising it up.
"What-NO!" Demyx howled, struggling.

The shutter clicked.

Demyx let out a broken noise as three more clicks resounded, followed by the noise of multiple portals opening and closing and mocking laughter reached his ears. Only then did he realise that he was still pinned to the wall, naked and snivelling.
What a day…