By the time Roxas got back Axel was gone. He rubbed his head once again with his towel; his shirt stuck to the small of his back, which was still slightly wet, and he pulled it up flashing his stomach as he walked in the room. Demyx was sitting on the bed, his head cradled in his hands murmuring something to himself. Roxas threw his towel on the bed and walked over to the older boy.
"Wanna talk about it?" Roxas asked Demyx jumped slightly, not noticing that Roxas had walked up to him. He ran his head through his hair and let out a breath.
"Not really; yhall wanna hear 'bout it?"
"Not really." Roxas said sitting down on the bed, Demyx held a small smile that Roxas returned. "What are you going to do today?" Roxas asked.
"Nothing really why?" Demyx raised a golden eyebrow and bit his lip.
"I'm sick of sitting around in this house. I wanna leave, see my brother." Roxas' eyes looked away from Demyx as he trailed off, fidgeting with the Velcro on his arm brace.
"Where's your brother?" Demyx asked.
"St. Agusta."
"Hey Cloud." Roxas said kneeling on the ground, brushing some frost from the grave stone in front of him. Demyx stood behind him cigarette in hand, blowing out sweet smelling smoke, mingling with a warm puff of breath. "Sorry I haven't visited, more." Roxas paused and stared at the ground, "I moved out, not that there was really any reason to stay. Aunt Aeris told me I'm moving in with Sora once the trial is over. I never really liked the Island, you know me, staying out of the sunlight, emo." Roxas half laughed, despite the tears falling down his cheeks. "I'm staying with a nice lady, Tifa, her uhh—" he paused again "son, is my roommate. He's really nice, you'd like him."
Roxas talked for a while, Demyx stood back and watched him. He talked about everyone at the house, and he even said something about Axel but not much Then he mentioned some other names that Demyx didn't recognize. Roxas stood up after and little and walked toward Demyx rubbing his eyes dry. "Good Visit?" Demyx asked, stamping out his third cigarette. Roxas nodded and started walking back toward the car, "wanna tell me 'bout him?" Demyx said wrapping his arm around Roxas' shoulders.
"Cloud? Best brother I could've had."
Demyx smiled at the blonde sitting across him, they'd stopped in a coffee shop on the way home and Roxas was in the middle of telling a story about his brother.
"The entire kitchen was covered in syrup and marshmallows; it took Cloud two days to get it all out of his hair." Roxas said laughing; holding his coffee mug close to his face, when he let out a breath the steam rose and encircled his face, flushing his cheeks.
"I wish I could have seen that." Demyx said.
"I wish you could have met him." Roxas said smiling softly, pausing to take a gulp of his coffee. "Cloud was quiet, he didn't really like people. But he would've liked you."
"Ya really think so?" Demyx said starting to blush a little.
"Yeah."
"Thanks. That really means a lot Rox." Roxas smiled and raised his mug slightly before taking another swig. Demyx hesitated for a minute opening his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but closed it again. "Roxas, can I ask you something?"
"Surely." Roxas said with a smile.
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but…" he paused again, making Roxas nervous, "how did Cloud die?"
"Oh." Roxas stopped, and put his mug down. He looked away from Demyx and stared at the ground. "He um…" Roxas' throat grew dry and his eyes ushered tears.
"You don't have to talk about it Roxas." Demyx said again, noticing Roxas' sudden change. Roxas looked up at him and smiled, wiping away the tears.
"Thanks Demyx."
Roxas woke up with Demyx's jacket draped over him sitting in the passenger seat of Demyx's car. He sat up and looked out the window. Demyx was jogging down the stairs of an apartment building across the street. He looked to the right, wrapped his arms tighter around himself and ran toward the car. He didn't notice that Roxas was awake until he was in the car starting the engine, and holding his hands to the heater vent.
"Where are we?" Roxas said, still waking up slightly.
"Sorry, I needed to visit a friend, didn't think I'd take to long."
"Axel?" Roxas asked looking out the window.
"I worry 'bout him. Know I shouldn' but I do." Demyx watched Roxas for a few more minutes then pulled out into the street.
"There's nothing wrong with worrying about friends." Roxas murmured.
Demyx nodded and turned up the radio.
When they got back, it was later in the evening and everyone else was already at dinner. Demyx apologized and smiled sweetly at Tifa, noticing her eyebrow begin to twitch. "Roxas," Tifa called the boy's attention after they'd finished their meal, and they were putting their dishes away. "You had a call earlier, a very nice boy named Sora?" Roxas' eyes lit up almost immediately, and he started to smile. "The phones in the kitchen if you want to use it just don't stay up to late." He nodded and walked through into the kitchen picking up the phone and dialing the number that Tifa had slipped into his hand.
After a few moments of ringing a small voiced answered the phone, "Hello?" the voice questioned; Roxas smiled recognizing it immediately.
"Hey Selph, how are you?" Roxas said excitedly, bouncing on his heels as he spoke.
"Woxas!" she said, with the lisp of a young child, "I'm so'cited! Mommy says that you gonna wive wif us!" Roxas started laughing into the phone and nodded his head, realizing that, that wouldn't alert her he responded,
"Yeah, I am." She rejoiced into the phone, but Roxas interrupted her, "but not for a few months yet." He said solemnly.
"O'tay!" she said cheerfully.
"Selphie is Sora there?" The young girl, made a small squeak and Roxas heard some shuffling and a few mumbled whispers,
"Rox?" Sora's peppy voice answered the phone.
"Hey, you called?" Roxas asked trying his best to ebb away the feeling in his gut.
"Yeah, Roxas how are you?"
"Oh, that's all you wanted to know? I'm doing fine So. The kids here are really nice, my room mate is awesome." Sora's rich laugh filled the phone line.
"That's wonderful, I can't wait till you come down her, school will be out soon so you don't have to worry about starting in the middle of the school year."
"Good, I'd hate to be the new kid."
"Well either way you slice it, it's still cake." Sora said. Roxas raised a brow but decided not to question his cousin strange metaphor; instead he just laughed softly and went along with it.
Roxas finished his phone call about an hour later and ran upstairs happy for one of the first times in a long time. He knocked lightly on the door, just to make sure and stepped in. He looked around the room, and nodded to Demyx who was half out on the balcony shivering in his thin jacket, finishing a smoke. When he was done he stumbled back in spraying on some extra cologne. "Hey kid, who was on the phone?" He asked starting to fix his hair up again.
"My cousin, I'm going to live with him when I get out of here." Roxas said happily Demyx nodded and slicked on some eyeliner lightly. "You're going somewhere?" Roxas asked after watching him a few moments more.
"Yeah. I'm going to club."
"So you're going to sneak out?" Roxas asked intrigued.
"No, she thinks I'm just gonna visit Axel probably."
"Well are you?"
"Yeah, but just don't tell her I'm going to a club. She'll flip a shit." Roxas nodded and went back to his own bed, he lay down. After a moment Roxas sat up to ask Demyx something but he was already gone.
A light knock was at the door and Roxas told them to come in, his heart slowing slightly when it was only Naminé. He scooted over on his bed and left room for her to sit down as he usually did but Naminé didn't sit. The small blonde stood by the foot of the bed and muttered something softly under her breath.
"What?" Roxas asked confused.
"C-can… I sleep with you tonight?" Naminé blushed and looked down her bangs covering her pink cheeks. "Just… lay with you. My bed is cold." She mumbled.
"Sure Nami." Roxas pulled back the blanket enough for her to get under, when she'd settled in, Roxas moved closer to her and smiled softly. "Good night" he whispered, shutting off the light.
Demyx stamped out his cigarette and walked to the front of the long winding line that had formed outside Oblivion, one of the most popular night clubs in town. He tapped the bouncers shoulder and smiled at him.
"Hey Xiggy, let me in will ya?" Xigbar smirked at him.
"Demyx y'know I'm not supposed to do that. You have to wait in line like all the other nice people." This only ensued in Demyx pouting, and making a soft whining noise. Xigbar rolled his eyes and unclipped the rope that was blocking off the entrance. The blonde boy smiled and headed in.
"Thanks Xiggy, I'll save yhall a dance." He shouted over his shoulder as he ran into the loud club, immediately bouncing to the music. After a few moments of roaming around the outskirts of the crowd, Demyx shimmied his way through to the other side. He spotted Axel sitting in a small lounge set up in the back, a few chairs and sofas off in the back where the music was dulled. He frowned slightly when he noticed that Marluxia was there as well but tried not to show it.
"Demy! C'mere, have some it's fucking awesome shit." Axel said holding out a half smoked blunt to Demyx. He shook his head in reply sitting down across from them.
"You know I don't do that Axel, I'll stick with destroying my lungs, not my brain cells too." Axel broke out in wheezy giggles and took another hit before passing it to the person next to him. Marluxia watch amused, he always loved to see his clients enjoy their product.
Marluxia never used to be around Axel so much, but the past few weeks he had been. Demyx hated Marluxia, anytime there was a chance of getting Axel clean or have him stay in one place for awhile, the damned man would draw him back in with some new fascinating drug. Demyx hated him with every bone in his body, he was pretty sure that Axel was living with Marluxia now, because he had no where else.
While Demyx thought, the man of his disgust pet Axel's cheek softly, the redhead dazily looking at him, his eyes half lidded. "Good boy." Marluxia mumbled under his breath, leaning in and kissing him deeply. Marluxia didn't try to mess with most of his clients, 'got in the way of business' he would say, but for some reason he had a strange fascination with Axel and liked to toy with him when he could. Demyx turned away grimacing and went to go sit at the bar instead of watching the disgusting act.
The reason that he had come to the bar in the first place was to see Axel, and now he was getting used by his drug dealer, and Demyx was sitting at the bar alone.
"What happened to my dance?" A snarky voice said from behind him. Demyx smiled slightly and turned around. "I just got off my shift, so I came in to find you."
"I'm not sure if I'm in the mood to dance anymore Xig." Demyx mumbled as the other pushed him into the middle of the floor.
"Well, I can't dance for shit so you better enjoy this." He said starting to bob to the music awkwardly. Demyx smiled slightly and nodded, laughing softly at his strange movements before starting to dance around himself. Unlike Xigbar, Demyx was smooth and swayed with the music perfectly, stepping a little closer he began to dance against Xigbar if not with him. Xigbar smiled and moved back against him the best he could, looking into Demyx's crystal eyes. The blonde smiled getting more into the music he moved closer to Xigbar, his arms wrapping around Xigbars neck loosely. The elder didn't seem to notice, or he didn't care because Xigbar just smirked and accepted the closeness. Demyx leaned closer to Xigbar kissing him hesitantly. Xigbar finally seemed to come into reality and pushed him back looking at him worried. "Demyx, don't do that."
Demyx frowned and tried to kiss him again only getting pushed away harder this time. "Don't, you're just upset, you don't really mean this."
"No… no. Please Xigbar, I do. I've always wanted this from you, but you don't notice me. I have you to myself now and… and I won't ruin this moment!" Demyx waited a moment and wrapped his arms around Xigbar's neck again. Kissing him softer this time. Xigbar didn't pull away, his rough lips moved against Demyx's slowly, his hand running through the blonde's soft locks. "I love you…" Demyx whispered against his lips.
AN: So here's chapter three. A bit more on Roxas' past and some drama for little ol' Demyx. So Chapter three will be here soon, just a tad more editing and then it'll be up there.
Preview for next chapter: Roxas' past and Demyx's thoughts.