Demyx traced his eyes over her body, her dress turned see through and clung to her. She noticed this and kissed him, he held her close and fell back into the fountain.

Demyx wanted her so badly, but after what just happened, he would have to wait.

"It's okay, I want you too." She read his mind.

Chapter six:

Demyx opened a portal and pushed her from the fountain to the bed. He looked at her and noticed she was naked; he too was missing his clothes. She smiled at him

"A trick of my own." Naminé giggled. Demyx was actually glad she did this 'trick' of hers, it saved time, and the awkwardness of trying to get off wet clothes. Demyx wanted to be firm, but not mean, he knew she was broken so he shoved into her. She moaned, clutching the bed sheets. Demyx grabbed her hips and started grinding her. Naminé put her hands behind his neck kissed him; she rolled on top of him. Naminé licked his chest and sucked on his neck, while Demyx forced her up and down.

And right on cue a knock came at his door. Naminé hurried and hid in the closet.

"Hey Demyx, open up!" Zexion's hollered.

"Hold on." Demyx stood and quickly got on one of his Organization coats. He opened the door, "What do you want?" He asked.

"Er….I was wondering why you and Naminé's clothes where left in the fountain." Zexion laughed, holding up a pink bra. "Be careful, Marluxia finds out and you're screwed. You and her both." He threw a pile of clothes at Demyx and walked down the hall.

Demyx extracted the water from the clothes and threw Naminé her dress. She slipped it on and walked out of his messy room. She walked up to her room, pissed at Zexion for interrupting them. Who cares if Marluxia found out anyway? Let that dumb bastard find out, she'd like to see him try to get rid of her.

She flopped down on her bed and started to cry. She felt someone pat her back.

"That better not be Marluxia." She sneered.

"No, it's Roxas." A blonde boy said, Roxas was sitting next to her. "It's okay. You can cry in front of me." He stopped her from wiping her tears.

"It's good to know I have a friend. Thank you. Roxas." Naminé hugged him. "So why are you here?"

"I came here. Because I wanted your help." Roxas struggled, Naminé gave him a puzzling look, and "I need help with love."

"Oh! Who's the lucky girl?"

"I can't tell you." Roxas said, embarrassed. "Can you help me or not?"

"I can. Okay, first find out what she likes. Then find out what you two have in common. Then you might want to find out if she actually likes you."

"Thanks." Roxas said getting up.

"Tell me who she is."

"He." Roxas said closing the door. Naminé was in shock, he never thought Roxas would be gay, but if that's the way he shifted, it was fine with her. She crinkled her nose, avoiding an itch. Gosh, there was nothing to do. No anything. Then she remembered that Marluxia had video games. sweet

Naminé opened Marluxia's door.

"Holy sucking shit!" She exclaimed.

…To be continued…