Hello again, my precious readers! Thankyou so much for all of the reviews, I'm so happy! I really want to send a thankyou message to all of you...but I can't seem to remember who I left off at.....I'm so sorry! T.T
Warning: Contains boyXboy! That means gay people. Letting you know just in case you stumbled upon this. I mean, why else would you be here?! -.-;
Disclaimer: For the appeasement of Squeenix and Disney, I must say: I don't own!
Note: Italics are for thoughts. Also, -click- means something is being remembered really quickly. Kinda like those really old slide shows.
Chapter Two:
The Danger of Muffins
Mind blank, darkness closing in.
I have to keep going..I have to...get away...
These were my last thoughts as my body gave in to total exhaustion.
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Something warm...
There was something warm..on my arm. And there was cold hitting my face. Then the warmth disappeared, and the cold stopped too.
What is it..? Open your eyes, fool. I opened my eyes, and it was hard. I felt dizzy as my vision started to clear a little.
Focus. Gain control. Something started to show up in my vision. ...I'ts a face. And it was really close. Blond hair. Blue eyes. And..I think he's blushing. ...He's pretty cute.
I want to..just stare like this for as long as possible...but..
And with that thought, I blacked out again.
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It's warm again. Wait, again? When was the last time...?
I felt a little better, and it was warm. I lifted my head up slightly to look around, and I could see that I was in a car and wrapped up in a large towel. Well, that explains the warmth.
Looking over, I noticed that the person driving the car looked familiar. I stared for a few minutes before the hum of the engine and the soft feel of the towel lulled me to sleep. Again, he was the last thing I saw before I closed my eyes.
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Waking up again, I noticed that this time was also different. It was very comfortable, and I wasn't moving. Though I did feel like I had fallen down a flight of stairs or something. ....Ow..my arm...where am I now?
I layed there for a little while longer with my eyes closed and let the calm, clean feel of this place wash over me. As I did so I tried to recall why I was here in the first place. But I couldn't remember. Thinking for a little while longer, I realized that I knew my name, and that I had a number. And that I hated anything cold. And wet. Just the thought of cold water on my skin sent chills down my spine.
I let my mind wander off of those thoughts, and it came around to my stomach, of all things. It hurt for some reason, and I wasn't hungry. Maybe I'm actually so hungry that I'm not hungry.....nah, thats stupid. What's this song from? Under the sea, under the se-whoa what was that?! I thought as I was suddenly startled out of my thoughts by loud banging noises.
My eyes snap open and I begin to survey the surrounding area. The banging noises stopped, and I notice that I am in an apartment; I'm laying on a couch. Then, I hear another loud bang, and this time there is a startled yelp followed by quiet mutterings.
I try to sit up and barely manage it, fighting extreme dizziness the whole time. When I finally get to a proper sitting position, I look over the back of the couch to where the noise came from. I see that there is a kitchen, and that is where the person is.
I see that its a man, and he is kinda tall, with blond hair that is styled strangely. I raise an eyebrow at this, but choose to ignore it. This is probably the person's apartment. Why am I here? I thought as I watched him flit about the kitchen, and decided to not think about it too much. I'll just go along with whatever is thrown at me. But then I suddenly remembered why he was so familiar to me. -click- Blond hair. Blue eyes. And..I think he's blushing. ...He's pretty cute. -click- I wonder who he is?
I could see that the man was trying to be quiet, failing and succeeding at the same time. While watching him, I noticed that he had such a positive, childish energy about him. I felt my heart ache for some reason, and more then anything, I wanted to reach out and touch him. It was unexplainable, and I couldn't help but feel like he was a long-lost friend that I wanted to see so badly.
I finally decide to get up, and head into the kitchen to talk to him. As I walk over, I couldn't help noticing that I felt very weak and feverish. I come up behind the man, but I don't know what to do, I feel like I've lost my voice. So I just stand there. What wrong with me? They're just words. ......He smells good.... I mentally slap myself at that last thought and fight off the urge to wrap my arms around the blond and whisper into his ear.
I snap back to reality as I see the man stiffen and slowly turn his head around. .....It took him long enough. He's not very aware of his surroundings. I realize how close I'm standing to the blond, but choose to ignore it. The blond opens his mouth as if to say something, but doesn't say anything. Instead he looks away and blushes. Why is he blushing? ...He's so cute. I almost smile, but decide against it.
I then notice that there is another good smell. I look over to the left, noticing a pan with muffins on it. They looked burnt and dejected, but they smelled so good. I move over to them and take one, then look over at the blond. He's still looking at me in confusion, and it amuses me for some reason. I get another strange urge to reach out and caress his face, noting again at how cute he is.
I turn towards him with the muffin in hand and stare. He looks much calmer now. The blond stares back for a few seconds before smiling. He's even cuter when he smiles.
"I thought you would be hungry. You're pretty pale, you need to eat.", he said, "I hope you like them. I made them for you."
I take a mental note that the muffins were made for me and realize that I am hungry. I look away and turn around and lean against the counter and cautiously taking a bite from the muffin in my hand. Wow, it's delicous!
The blond seemed to be holding his breath, so I nodded and said, "It's good."
I had tried to be as quiet as possible, but the blond still jumped for some reason. I don't like talking. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
But the blond didn't mention it. Instead, he said, "I'm glad you like it. I'm Demyx, by the way." He held out his hand and smiled, and I couldn't help but smile too, and I reached out to clasp his hand.
"I'm Ze-" I began, but then got cut off as I was hit by a sudden wave of dizziness. Falling to my knees, I hold my head in one hand and hold onto Demyx's with the other.
"What's wrong?!" Demyx cries as he falls down to his knees beside me and put his unoccupied hand on my shoulder. "You looked better then before, so I thought-"
My head is swimming, and Demyx's voice is fading out to a low buzz. What is this pain from?! Dammit, now he's crying! "Nnh.."
"....the muffins, wasn't it?! I'm so sorry!"
No...it wasn't...the muff-
Then everything turns white and a scene of a dark room with wet pearly walls flashes through my mind. I hear familiar voices, one is my own, yet I can't tell who the other's is.
"Don't worry. It won't hurt for much longer now."
There was a searing pain in my head.
"Pl..please...stop it..."
"Oh, come now. Begging is unbecoming."
"I'm...not beg...."
"Really? Come now VI. Don't be unreasonable."
"St..stop."
The pain was unbearable, and I cried out, holding both hands to my head. Then I realized that I was back in the apartment, and I was in Demyx's arms being rocked back and forth.
"Shh. It's ok. You'll be ok."
I could tell that I was crying now, and the pain was starting to subside. I pushed up on my hands and looked at Demyx. He wasn't crying anymore, but he looked very concerned.
"Are you ok now?" Demyx said, patting my head. The motion was soothing, and I nodded.
"Yeah. Thanks Dem-" I said, before Demyx's face faded away into darkness.
DX Oh a cliffhanger!
=3 Thankyou very much for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter... Was the craziness fun? Oh well. Please review! Otherwise I'll have to leave one for myself.....
Also, I wanted to do it really badly in the story, but it would have seemed weird (to me at least). Here is a description of the apartment. Zexion is in the livingroom on a couch that faces a coffee table and a tv. there is a side table to the left (where Zexion's head is), and a matching armchair to the right (on the side with Zexion's feet). On the side where the armchair and Zexion's feet are, there is a set of stairs leading to a bathroom and two room. On the side where the side table and Zexion's head is, there is the door to the outside hallway, the front door. Now, behind the couch is the kitchen. The carpet of the livingroom runs into the tile of the kitchen and front door. the carpet covers the livingroom, stairs, and upstairs. The bathroom is tiled (of course =P). In the kitchen, where Demyx was standing when Zexion first sees him is at the stove. There are counters on that wall, and on the wall to the left (on the wall where the stairs and the armchair are). On the right side of the kitchen is the small round table with two chairs. There are two windows on the first floor. One in between the arm chair and the stairs, and the other on the right side of the door. The other windows upstairs are two, one in each bedroom. (Demyx has a guest room~)
