Demyx looked down at Zexion and moved slowly in to kiss him again but this time he turned his head leaving Demyx's lips meeting air.
His mind was racing.
/I'm a nobody I cannot feel... But I can feel darker things, like guilt and remorse and maybe thats all I'll be left with if I let this continue.../
Slowly he moved out of Demyx's arms in a deliberate movement across the midnight blue bedsheets, off the bed and out of the room, he closed the door softly behind him.
Some kind of pain was forming in his chest as he did so.
/Hello remorse, did you miss me?/
Moving quite fast now he regained his composure in a moment because he knew Demyx and knew that he probably wouldn't let him walk off without a fight.
But as he walked down the cool twilight lit halls there was no frantic fast moving sound of footsteps.
He stood still for a few moments despite himself almost... hoping.
/NO!/
Forcing himself to walk he went towards the front door, out into the gardens, trying to concentrate on anything, everything even.
This however only seemed to lead him to what was on his mind, leaving him standing in the lush green grass under the tree that had a direct view of his window, out of which Demyx was gazing.
For a few moments he leaned against the tree and stared up Demyx's big sad eyes staring down at him, for a single moment he thought he felt something beyond grief.
A tug in his chest, a pain which was like nothing he'd ever felt before, a pain that pricked the back of his eyes like a red hot poker, so intense it was that it even caused a lump to form in his throat.

Demyx watched his form lurk under the tree.
/That's how I must look when I sit there and gaze up./
He watched Zexion move when the moonlight made something on his face sparkle which was quickly touched by Zexion's hand.

Zexion stared at his hand in disbelief shaking.
/Am I.../

/He's.../

"Crying?"
Axel shrugged burning a random piece of paper that was lying on the floor.
"I have cried if that's what you're asking, what's so odd about that?"
Zexion looked irritated shifting uncomfortably on the blood red sheets that covered Axel's bed.
"I don't cry."
He practically spat from between gritted teeth.
The redhead rolled his eyes.
"Yup and I'm Mother Thereasa! Which we both know isn't true cause Mother Thereasa was not a big gay red headed pyromaniac and I am... In short Zexion what I am saying is everytime you lie a puppy dies, so stop lying... And killing puppies..."
The grey blue haired teen looked disturbed.
"I wouldn't put it by you Zexion, you have this whole creepy 'I'll kill you' thing going on... Personally you make me feel uncomfortable... And everytime you enter a room it's like death has just walked in and you know what else?"
Zexion stood up.
"THANK YOU AXEL!"
Axel turned on the bed to see Zexion running out the door.
/So it is possible for nobodies to cry./

Demyx elsewhere was proving this theory quite true.
"And we were there on his bed and it was great, then all of a sudden he pulls away from under me and walks out into the garden, I could see him from his window... The really odd thing is... I could've sworn I saw him..."
"ROXY!"
Axel burst into the room grabbing Roxas making to kiss him and then punching him playfully in the arm because Demyx was sitting there.
He took one look at Demyx's tear stained face and decided that he really shouldn't be there.
"Uhm... I'll meet you outside... K Roxas?"
With that he left the room and standing against the dark coloured wall by Roxas' bedroom door the penny dropped.
/WAIT! Zexion and Demyx!/
"No fucking way..."
He said aloud for all to hear.
"What's wrong Axel? More spiders?"
"No Roxas, it's cool I just um... Figured something out..."
Demyx emerged his eyes red and blotchy from crying with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Spiders Axel?"
He laughed a little and Axel (not one to laugh at if you want your *ahem* bits left in place) laughed too and stopped abruptly.
Leaning forward he mouthed the word 'Zexion' at him and gauged his reaction with an amused look on his face as Roxas pulled him away down the hall.
"HEY!"
Demyx shouted after him once he fully comprehended what Axel must know and tried to catch up to them only to have Axel's bedroom door closed in his face and the sound of Axel laughing at him though the wood.
He waited at the door until Axel's 'laughter' was no longer laughter but something very different indeed and something Demyx really did not want to hearing right now.
"Uhm... I'll come back later then..."
The sound of his voice was greeted by an extra loud moan from behind Axel's locked bedroom door which made Demyx run away screaming down the hall and left a very amused Axel and Roxas sitting behind the door.
"Heh heh he thought we were making out!"
"Yeah! Ha ha ha! Wait hold on..."
The redhead looked up confused.
"Uhm, why ARN'T we making out?"
Roxas face flushed as Axel pushed his form against the wall...

Zexion was sitting at the crowded dining room table when Demyx walked into the room and sat across from him with a look on his face that was different from any he'd seen before.
Demyx sat down talking like everything was completely ok and Zexion seeing that Demyx feeling a little better relaxed a little and began to eat.
He was enjoying a particularly large mouthful of juicy steak when he felt someones foot against his crotch which immediately made him spit it out.
Marluxia who was sitting next to him gave him a look like he was insane.
"Say it don't spray it."
Zexion shot him a dirty look and started eating again when the same thing started happening again.
/Oh god... Think of something unsexy... Um old people.../
A particularly pleasurable jerk of Demyx's foot made Zexion jump.
"NAKED OLD PEOPLE!"
The pink haired man was looking at him in disgust.
"If you wanted to make me lose my appetite, congratulations you've succeeded..."
Marluxia stood up and shaking his head in utter disgust at Zexion left the room.
Luxord grinned over.
"Well if Marfagia is on some kind of diet I'll eat it! I'm starving! Pass it over!"
Zexion picked up the plate and tried to hand it over when Demyx moved his foot again causing him to drop the food on the table followed by an agreeable gasp for air.
Luxord raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, are you feeling okay Zexion? You seem a little bit off..."
The pleasure was constant now and Zexion swallowed hard before attempting to answer.
His voice went up an octave and he answered with a simple 'uh huh'.
"Okay, if you say so."
After a few more minutes of staring at Zexion's odd behaviour Luxord passed it off as Zexion smoking the 'wacky tabacci' again and continued to eat.
Zexion was sitting back in his chair now hands gripping the table cloth and sweat beads forming on his forehead, Demyx lifted a glass of wine and held it up to toast to Zexion in a sarcastic manner and took a large gulp of it before resuming chatting to Xigbar and taking no notice of the absolute torture he was bestowing on Zexion.
He endured this for almost an hour and then finally decided to take the risk that the coat might hide the fact that he was aroused at that very moment and standing up not daring to look down walked out of the room.