Corruption, Chapter Ten

Takika

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Disclaimer: KH/FF ©Nomura Tetsuya/Square Enix

Dad looked over at me with a concerned expression. "Oi, Dem, did you know there was a blond with Xigbar? Hope he's not cheating on you." I was inwardly relieved. Dad was either too dumb or too unobservant to realize that it was me. But I was still worried, sort of. Why would he of all people show up here? (A strip club I would understand, but not my fucking school.)

"It's Sex Ed; I wasn't doing anything," Xigbar said smoothly.

"Why are you here?" I asked again. Maybe I'd get an answer sometime this year.

"Just checkin up on you, m'boy. Your mother also wants you to come home," Dad replied, beaming. "Plus, if you come home, I get sex."

"I don't wanna know about that!" I covered my face in my palms and turned away. Why did I always get stuck in conversations involving the sex lives of people I didn't want to think about having sex?

"I bet the Missus is feisty in bed," Xigbar observed.

"The best!" Dad replied, giggling idiotically.

"I gotta see that," Larxene said, licking her lips.

Their conversation lingered on a while longer. Somehow, I managed to somewhat ignore them. I uncovered my face, turned, and looked up, deciding it was safe. Many of the students had already left. They must have run out sometime after Dad came in. Mar and Zex were still here; their hair color made them stand out among the remaining students. I was going to walk over there, but I saw the furious expression on Mar's face and decided to stay where I was. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen him pissed, so it was kind of scary.

"That's it! I'm tired of you badmouthing me when all I do is break my back and try to pay you a compliment!" Marluxia spat angrily. Even from being far from him, I could hear his words clearly.

Zexion stood up, glaring at him sharply. "Maybe I don't want compliments from you, Marluxia. I already told you that I do not harbor any sort of romantic feelings for you. That won't change."

Mar was seething. "Who said anything about romantic feelings, you inconsiderate bastard?! You're worse then he is!" He pointed to Xigbar. "At least he acts like he has a conscience and a caring nature. Screw this, I'm going home. Don't bother coming either, but Riku can still stay there!" He stood and flew past me in a flurry, tears stinging in his eyes.

Zex stood where he was, with a slightly confused expression. A moment later, he left too.

The bell rang a few minutes later. I went back to my desk and picked up my panda. I returned to the front of the class, between Dad and Xigbar. I looked to Dad. "Are you taking me home?"

"I guess so. Grandpa Ansem is arriving today and staying until after New Years'."

My eyes widened. "NO!"

"Ansem as in your science teacher, Dem?" Roxas asked. I did a double take. I thought he had already left.

"No. That one is just a poseur. This one...is much, much worse..." I turned to Dad. "In the case of Grandpa's arrival, wouldn't it be more...beneficiary for me to uh, not be there? Considering what happened last time?" Last time…was just horrible. I hate thinking about it.

"Nope!" Dad replied, grinning goofily. "In fact, he demanded of me that you and your mysterious boyfriend come over. At least I didn't tell him Xig's name this time!"

"Ansem...Ansem...Holy shit! The loaded Ansem, multi-gazillionaire?! That Ansem?!" Xigbar questioned, wide-eyed.

"Yes. It's him..." I said, pursing his lips. "It's funny how people know about that but somehow don't know how he constantly smells of liver and cat piss."

"Psh, that's because he's so rich all they can smell is the money," Xigbar said. He turned to Luxord. "Let me get some things from my house and I'll be there." He leaned over and whispered something to Dad. I frowned; I hated it when people whispered in front of me…it was like they were talking about me or something.

Dad nodded to whatever Xigbar said. "Yes. Bring all your shit with you."

I didn't know what that meant. I did know that I didn't want to around Monsieur Smelly for over three weeks. I put on my best 'innocent' face, holding my panda. Then my British accent. "Da'ddy, I don't want to see him. Can't we just pick him up at the airport and drop him off at an old people's asylum?"

"I know sweetie, but Ansem told me if we did that again, he'd sue us for custody," Dad said, slightly pouting.

Xigbar gave me a bear hug. "Don't worry Twinkle Fairy. Xigbar will be there!"

I nodded slowly, setting my head on Xigbar's chest. "Okay…see you there then." I turned and walked out of the classroom to Dad's car, which I found right in front of the school. He didn't even bother parking in a parking space. Dad and Xigbar were walking a few paces behind me.

"Oh, when you get there, don't mention the drugs in front of the misses until I get her drunk. She doesn't want to corrupt the young one," Dad told Xigbar.

I turned around, my hand on the door handle of the car. "What drugs? Xigbar doesn't do drugs."

Dad got in the car and turned it on. "Cough medicine. We were just talking about cough medicine." He pulled out of the school entrance and turned onto the main road. It was quiet for a moment, then Dad turned on the stereo. "Sing with me, Son! Oops I did it again!"

"No, Dad. Never." I switched hit the button that changed the CD to the Sex Pistols. "This stuff is better for your health. Remember, you got pneumonia last time you listened to Britney."

"But then your mum gave me mouth to mouth! And a little sumthin-sumthin," Dad winked, then turned Britney Spears back on full blast. I swear my ears started bleeding. Damn it! What the hell happened to his Sid Vicious fixation?

"DAD! Change it back or I'm jumping out of the car!"

Dad only grinned, locking the door. He sped down the highway. "Toxic! Woo!" He sung off-key the whole way home. An eternity later, we pulled into our driveway. Only then did Dad finally turn off the damn 'music'. "We're here! …And so is Grandpappy." He swerved the car right in front of him.

Ansem slammed into the window. "Demyx!"

I sank low in my seat, keeping the door locked and window rolled up. "Hello, Grandfather," I said politely. I smiled at him, while speaking through my teeth. "Daddy, he's scaring me."

"Nonsense!" Dad said. He opened the door and tackled Ansem's leg. "Oh joy of joys, where have you been, the love of my life!" Scary. I hoped he never meant that.

I slowly slipped out of the car and stood by Mom, who was sort of away from Dad and Ansem. I watched Xigbar pull up with Larxene in his shiny red Viper. They sat in to car for a moment, talking amongst them. At one point, Xigbar pointed at Ansem. I absently wondered why.

Xigbar stepped out of the car, ripping off his tank top as he approached Ansem. WHAT THE FUCK?! "So, I'm Dem's lover," he announced as Larxene walked up behind him.

"I can see," Ansem replied, eyeing Xig's muscles. I took this opportunity to hightail it to my room.

Ansem watched Dem retreat into the house, taking his attention away from Xigbar's ripped chest. "Let's go inside…where it's warmer," he said, giving Xigbar a hot glance, not noticing that Larxene took 500 munny from his wallet.

"Okay," Xigbar said, walking inside.

"Honey, why don't you tell Demyx that he is stop being a recluse and socialize? Father is hardly over here..." Vexen said, glancing over at his husband.

"Yes Ma'am!" Luxord replied, running up the staircase.

Once in my bedroom, I decided to freshen up in the shower and put on clean clothes. I had just taken my shirt off when Dad burst into my room. I whirled around in a fury, glaring at him. "What the hell, Dad? You ever hear of knocking?"

"Yes, yes, of course, come, Dem, you must visit with your grandfather," Dad said, grabbing my arm and pulling me downstairs to the sitting room where everyone was sitting. He released me by Ansem, who immediately gave me a giant hug of doom, telling me 'hello'.

"What a role model," Dad said dreamily, sitting by Mom.

Xigbar 'reclaimed' me and pulled me beside him on the couch. "Where's your wife?"

"Don't have one, I'm gay. Yes, we've been gay for generations. Of course, there have been mistakes where we've slept with women, but every male in our family is pretty much gay," Ansem replied. He then pointed to Mom. "I knew he was as soon as I saw those blue eyes and long blonde hair. Also knew he'd be on bottom."

Mom looked mortified. Not that I blamed him. Stuff like that seemed to always happen to me.

"That's enough, Daddy. What would you like for dinner?" Mom inquired as I hid in Xigbar's arms.

"Hmmm….I want ribs! Meat, meat for me to eat!" Ansem replied chirpily.

Xigbar patted my head. "Ssh…It's okay. I'm here," he said, molesting my ass. "…Couldn't resist."

Larxene kicked back on the couch lazily. "When do I get my threesome?"

Mom had been talking to Ansem. I was hoping he wouldn't hear, but his head whipped around as soon as 'threesome' was uttered. "A threesome with whom?" Naturally, I didn't answer. I was hiding my squeal of embarrassment by biting Xigbar's exposed peck.

Xigbar emitted a low moan, bearing a smile that reminded me of a serial killer or rapist. "You sure you want to do that here?"

I didn't answer right away. My attention went to Larxene, as she said, "Dem, who else? Sure as hell not you or Wrinkles." She indicated Ansem, who was watching his Boys Gone Wild DVD.

Mom studied her, then glared. "I forbid you to have sexual relations with my son."

"That's nice, Gramps, but I don't take orders," Larxene said, poking him in the forehead. "Especially from men going through their midlife crisis." She moved over and sat by Ansem. For fuck's sake, I don't know how she could. Mom left for the kitchen.

Ansem looked back at her. "Who are you?"

"Your mum. Pass me the popcorn and turn up the volume," Larxene ordered, to which Ansem willingly obliged, simply saying 'I might like you.'

I turned back to Xigbar. "…I have a bed." Xigbar's grin grew bigger. I made sure Mom had really left the room. I then stood and led Xigbar to my room.

"Ooh, I like this Demyx. What brought about this change?" Xigbar questioned as we reached the top of the stairs.

I faltered. I wasn't exactly…putting thought into my actions before he said anything. I just knew I…wanted him. Yeah, I always wanted him, so what. But I would always wait for him to want me too…My confidence was zapped. Staring at my feet, I stammered. "…I dunno…"

"Hey, hey, forget I said anything. Just keep going like you were," Xigbar said. Easier said than done. I nodded slowly. Inhaling deeply, as if it would boost my confidence, I grabbed Xigbar's hand and led him to my room. I closed my bedroom door, leaning against it as I locked it. I stepped toward him, slowly closing the space between us. Hesitating slightly, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him.

I felt Xigbar smile against my lips, kissing me back gently, so different than his usual. He slowly wrapped his arms around me. "We're gonna take it slow, and you start. I know you can."

I nodded slowly. I kissed his lips again, then kissed along his jaw line. My hands dropped down to Xigbar's pants and unbuckled his belt, slowly guiding pushing him back until we tumbled onto my bed.

Xigbar chuckled deeply. "Maybe I should let you lead more often," he said, brushing his hand across my cheek.

Demyx smiled at my comment. His kisses dropped to my neck and earlobes, going up and down, lightly nibbling. His hands were still planted on my waist. With one of his hands, he undid my pants, allowing his hand to slowly trail down.

I need to go faster, damnit. I bit my cheek. No, no, I have to wait for him. He needs this. But damn it--"Dem, you're killing me," I said rolling my head back and fourth on the mattress. Dem's eyes widened, pausing. Fuck damn it. Damn him. At this rate I'm going to explode. After what seemed like an eternity, something when off in Demyx's head and he started moving his hand again, thank god. His hand gripped my cock hesitantly. Then—bless the boy—he tightened his grip and pumped. With his free hand, he pulled away my pants and boxers, tossing them on the floor.

I smirked. "Gee, if you wanted those off so badly you could have asked." I unbuttoned his pants and shoved my hand down. "Now we're even," I said, grinning sadistically.

Demyx's eyes rolled to the back of his head and moaned as I stroked his cock. God, I loved the expressions he made. They we so…expressive…and virginal, to a degree. He leaned back over me, kissing me deeply and sensually. And almost falling on me. The boy had no balance whatsoever.

"Damn it, Dem," I said, slipping my tongue into his mouth, then pulling back. "Why do you taste so good?" I jerked him even faster.

"I…I'anno," Dem replied dumbly. He sat up and pulled the rest of his clothes off. Skin on skin, he decide to cuddle against me with his head on my shoulder. What the fuck? Can't have after sex without sex. He continued to jerk me, all while snuggling. It was weird for me; before Dem, I could hardly stand someone touching me. Why was he so different…?

Larxene was lounging back on the opposite side of the couch as Ansem, watching the television. Ansem absently reached for the popcorn bowl and found it empty. He looked up and over at the petite blonde on the other side of the couch. "Hey…are you a lesbian?"

"No," Larxene said stiffly, not looking at Ansem. "Now turn up the gay porn louder."

"Gay porn? Did you say gay porn?" Luxord tackled the couch, screaming 'gay porn.' Within moments, he was entranced in its gay porn-ness. Vexen occasionally popped his head in from the kitchen to watch. Luxord seemed to notice. "You want to join us, darling?"

"In a moment, let me pop these ribs in the oven," Vexen replied.

"Hurry! It's a threesome!"

Larxene was starting to get slightly freaked out. Watching porn wasn't meant to be a family thing, but here was Dem's fucked up family, watching porn together. And she was in the midst of it. She decided to neglect the TV and talk to Ansem about various things…like prostitution.

"So you're saying that if I whore myself out, I can make even more money and get sex!?" Ansem's jaw dropped considerably.

"Only if you're good looking. Then they just want you to give them blow," Larxene replied. She glanced back at the TV, pointing at it with her index finger. "Can I buy this off you?"

"How much you got?" Ansem asked, referring to her porn collection, not money, as it was no object to him.

"Porn of Demyx and Xigbar."

"And…?" A twisted smile began to form on Ansem's face.

Larxene huffed in response. "Reno and Vincent."

"Done, it's yours."

There was a moment a silence, save for the groans and pants emitting from the television. "Xigbar and Demyx have been gone quite a while," Larxene observed. Ansem nodded in agreement. Larxene grabbed her digital camera and led the way to Dem's room. Larxene had never been up there, but her keen hearing and tingling 'pron' senses got them there. Plus, Ansem knew where it was and helped, but that was beside the point.

The sitting room door opened with ease. Larxene knew without rattling the doorknob to Dem's room that it was locked. The blond was too careful and paranoid. She supposed he had reason to be, since he was camera shy, but he should have known by now that a locked door wouldn't stop Larxene. Within seconds, she had the lock picked.

She stuck her hand in and took some photos with the flash off as Ansem giggled beside her. With her other hand, she hushed him. The damn old man about blew their cover. She closed the door quietly. She jerked her head in the opposite direction, indicating for Ansem to follow her out of the sitting room before they got caught.

"Chocolate?" Xigbar asked, smiling. "Yeah, that's probably why."

"Maybe," I agreed. My hand drifted from his cock to his balls. I fondled them for a moment then let my hand wander back to his cock.

"Oh-h...god," Xigbar said, slightly digging his nails into my erection as he added finishing rubs. I hissed in pain, slightly, digging my face in his chest, biting it again. His nails raked across my back as we climaxed together.

Xigbar relaxed and cuddled with me. I never told him, and I never, ever, ever would, but I loved cuddling with Xigbar. Almost more than sex with him. Ha, ha. He was like a giant, cuddly teddy bear…with a perpetual boner. "You think there will ever be sex where I don't hurt you?"

I traced my finger on his chest. "You don't hurt me," I said, kissing his cheek. "Well, you didn't this time, anyway."

"I know, but it makes it that much more worth it, yeah? Unless you want me to take it easy on you." That would be a negative.

Dad's yell flooded into my room from downstairs. "But sugar pie! I need you!" There was a loud, metallic bang following Dad's plea.

Xigbar sighed. "Well, that ruined the moment."

I propped himself up on my elbows and kissed Xigbar again. I slid off the bed and pulled my jeans on. I opened the door and popped my head out. "…What is it…?"

"My guess? Luxord got to rowdy with guys gone wild." I glanced back at Xigbar. He was slipping on his boxers.

"Honey, Baby! Yowch! I need that too!"

I closed my door as my tummy growled. I jumped on Xigbar. "I'm hungeee!"

"Well, I can give you something, but I doubt it'd help much," Xigbar said. He stood up with me clinging to him. "Come on, let's go downstairs and rescue the food." I climbed onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck and got a piggyback ride. "You know what's funny? I may have washed them, but these are still your boxers."

"Why do you insist on wearing them?" I asked as we descended the staircase.

"Because it's funny to watch you try and get them," he replied. He gave me a haughty smirk. "Besides, with them, I can do…this!" He walked into the kitchen. Immediately, he caught Mom's attention, who was strangling my half-naked father.

With his long fingers wrapped around Dad's neck, he looked Xigbar up and down. "What the…fuck?"

I slid off Xigbar and stood beside him. "Mommy…I'm hungry," I whined.

Mom's eye twitched. He turned his attention to me, trying to ignore Xigbar. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes."

Xigbar noticed that Mom was frustrated and trying to ignore him—it was painfully obvious. And of course Xiggy had to egg him on. "Oh, you like these? I "found" them a few days ago. Now let me see, whose are they? Not Larxene's, not Xaldin's...I think his name starts with a D..."

Mom's eye twitched again. I mentally counted in my head until his meltdown. One…Mom let go of Dad. Two…Mom gripped his own hair and pulled. Three… "Get out of my kitchen!" He screamed at Xigbar.

"Mommy…I'm hungry now," I whined. I know it wasn't the best idea in the world, but I couldn't help it.

"YOU TOO, GET OUT!"

I didn't have to be told twice. I was out of there like that! Xigbar hadn't had enough though. "Someone's touchy! Must be menopause!" He yelled.

I stepped back, hearing loud crashes coming from the other side of the kitchen door. I turned abruptly and walked away, Xigbar at my side. He wiped a tear from his eye. "Oh my god, it's so fucking fun to mess with him."

"I don't find it very funny," I said, slightly pouting. I headed upstairs. Instead of turning left to go to my room, I turned the opposite way and took another set of stairs to the third floor. We hardly used that floor. In fact, all together, only about ten to fifteen of the rooms in the house were used regularly. It didn't make cleaning any easier for our manservant dude, because Mom liked every room to be spotless and dust free.

I reached the top of the staircase and glanced back at Xigbar. "Are you coming? You're fucking slow."

"I'm fucking slow?" Xigbar inquired. "Oh, Hell no!" He raced past, hoisting me up on his shoulders.

I giggled, then started to struggle. "Put me down!"

"Why?"

"Because you don't know where you're going!" I really didn't either, but I wasn't going to say so.

Xigbar set me down. "Never stopped me before…so where are we going?"

"Um…here." I opened the last door at the end of the hallway. It was like a second living room, except cozier. There weren't any couches though. But the carpet was über soft and there were a few tie-dyed beanbags on the floor, in front of a flat screen TV. "No one really comes up here that much…and I was getting the feeling that we were being watched."

"Yeah…" Xigbar looked at the TV. "What do you want to watch?"

I plopped down on a beanbag and turned on the TV. "Cartoons?" I asked as I changed the channel to Cartoon Network.

Xigbar stared at me. "Ugh…how old are you, five?"

I opened my mouth to inform him that I was in fact seventeen, almost eighteen, thank you very much, but my cell rang. I turned on my side and dug it out of my pocket. "Yellow?"

"OI, GUESS WHAT?" Axel yelled through the receiver.

Xigbar winced. "I can hear Mini-Reno all the way from over here! What the hell does he want?"

"You here that, Ax?"

"YEAH! I GOT FUCKING LAID, BITCHES! Woooo! …Okay, that was all." My cell dinged, indicating that Axel had hung up.

Xigbar looked at me with an annoyed expression. "My ears are bleeding. Doesn't he have any volume control?"

I was about to reply with an obvious 'no' when the door opened. Fucking Ansem. I knew we were being watched, and damn it, he followed. It pissed me off…but I couldn't let it show. He stepped into the room, Larxene a few feet behind him. Ah, that explained everything.

"What up, G?" Ansem asked me.

I groaned. He was worse than Dad trying to be 'hip'. My cell rang again, allowing me to escape from this conversation. "Sorry, gotta take this," I said, leaping to my feet. I rushed out of the room, and answered, not even bothering to look at the caller ID. "Hello?"

"Yo! It's Reno!"

I held the phone away from my ear; he was as bad as Axel. I really should start looking at the caller ID…. "Hey, what's up?"

"So, when's that party start?"

I was confused. "What…party?"

"Eight-thirty, right. How could I forget, hahahahaha. Me and Vinceykins will BE THERE! We'll bring some booze and stuff, 'kay? You gotta get the rest. DON'T FORGET THE CONDOMS, YO!"

I held my cell in my hand, staring at the floor. This could only mean one thing: trouble.