AN: Sooooo, along with this story I'm thinking of doing another one. But here's the thing; I'm going to be asking you guys for help. So, send in ideas like different pairings I should use, character traits, plot twists, anything. And If you don't have any ideas I was thinking I could write abunch of one shots. So if you want me to write one for you, lemme know =]. ON WITH THE STORY!
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Demyx slowly opened his eyes, and immediately regretted his decision. The sun blarred in through the window and hit his eyes,
his head felt like someone was stomping on it repeatedly, and his stomach felt like it was doing backflips. Ever so slowly Demyx sat from..just where in the hell WAS he? 'Oh shit, oh shit..what the hell happened last night?' Looking around frantically Demyx found his answer.
Zexion.
Laying peacefully on the other side of the bed. Seeming to be shirtless. 'What the...what happened..we didn't...' Demyx carefully lifted the sheets and, blushing bright red, dropped them as if it had stung. 'Yup..we..did.' Demyx gulped and took a moment to think about last night. After awhile, memories came flashing back. He had gone on his date with Larxene and they were about to have sex. 'But..I didn't see Larxene.' Demyx thought, 'I-I saw...Zexion.' His hands became clammy and his pulse started to race as he remembered all of last night.
HE was the one who started it. HE seduced Zexion. HE...HE had WANTED it. Hell, he practically BEGGED for it. 'My god, what did I do?' Demyx mentally cursed himself while slowly getting up from the bed, carefull not to wake the sleeping teen, and pulled on his clothes. 'I was drunk' Kept repeating itself in his head, as if it were a good excuse for his actions. 'I was drunk..
and I forced myself onto my best friend. I'm disgusting! How could I do that to Zexion?' With a tear forming in his eye he looked to his friend, wondering if they would still be friends by the time he woke up. With a crack in his voice he whispered "Bye.."
and ran from the house.
It was about half an hour after Demyx left that Zexion woke up, smiling as he rolled over, expecting to see Demyx's sleeping form. But no. Instead, he was greeted by a mess of blankets on the other side and a chill. 'Did...I dream that all?' Zexion questioned, but when he saw that he was laying there stark naked and a pain in his rear he shook his head. 'No..it was real.
Demyx did come here. He...he wanted to..but now where did he go? No...NO. Calm down, Zexion.' He thought to himself,
'There must be a good explanation. A note maybe? Demyx always leaves notes for people.' Zexion sat up, alittle too fast,
and feel back down.
'Okay...let's try that again.' Slowly this time Zexion sat up and went to look around his room.
No note.
No Demyx.
No explanation.
And an empty feeling in Zexion's chest.
'How could he?' Zexion covered his mouth in fear of letting out a sob as tears began flow. His knees shook and finally gave out,
thankfully he was by the bed and collapsed onto it. However, he couldn't contain his tears and he sobbed. He clung to the nearest pillow and tried to smother the sound, but it was no good.
Soon enough, he heard the sound of feet pounding up the stairs. 'Now I'm in for it..' Zexion mentally cursed as the door was flung open. Saix stood there in his blue pajama bottoms and white T shirt. "Zexion?" Saix caled while walking to the teen,
who by then had curled into a semi-ball. "Zex..what the hell happened?" Saix sat by his brother and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"C'mon, little dude...what happened?" He pressed, and finally Zexion stuttered "D...Dem..Demy-" But Saix was already out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (AN: Awwwwed =] Good big brother Saix...Kinda...WILL DEMMY SURVIVE? D:...Let's keep reaidng ;])
"You did WHAT?" Axel shouted and stood from the table. He and Demyx were in a small coffee shop, they met there after Axel received a text from the blonde saying they needed to talk, and that it was urgent.
"I know!" Demyx groaned miserably and let his head hit the table. "I can't believe Zexion and I.." he sighed and moved his head,
so only his chin was resting on the table.
"I can't believe you LEFT him there." Axel sat back down and looked to his friend with a stern glare. "That's fucked up man."
"I know, I know! I shouldn't have done it but...I panicked!" Demyx tried to defend himself but sighed when he got a look from the redhead, "Yeah...crummy explanation."
"I agree, Demyx." Saix said with a snarl to his voice, "That IS a crummy explanation." Apparently, during their conversation,
Demyx missed the ring of the doors as Saix stepped in, and he had heard their conversation.
Quickly Demyx jumped from his seat and held his hands in front of him defensively. "Wait..w-wait, Saix. You don't understand."
"Oh. I understand PERFECTLY, Demyx. You left my little brother, after doing god knows what!" Saix shouted at the smaller male and, just as he was going to move closer, the manage of the store came out.
A short little fat man with a balding spot on his brown hair and friendly eyes. Though he tried to smile and seem that all was well, his eyes showed fear. "Please, please boys." He said, "This is a nice little shop..please take your business outside."
"Hn..that won't be necessary." Saix growled before landing a good punch on Demyx, right in the nose.
Axel ran to Demyx's side and lifted the blonde up, who had a hand over his now bleeding nose. Before he left, Saix looked over his shoulder and stared at Demyx. A cold chill ran up Demyx's spine as Saix spoke, "Demyx. If I see you near my brother ever again..I will kill you. Have no doubt about it. Your life will be ended by MY hands." And then Saix was gone.