Yeah…this has been quite a while in coming, I've just been so busy in the past few weeks, it's been hard to update. Bt to you, all my faithful reviewers…
Disclaimer: Turns out that sexy Sora boy-maid was an illegal immigrant…from France (damn Frenchies) so I had to turn him over to Secret Service. I should have caught on when I told him to rip his clothes off, and his reply was "Suce ma bite!" whatever that means. (Kong doesn't speak French). So anyway, it turns out I own naught…again.
Dammit, why'd Larxene have to take my car keys? She couldn't even drive…could she? I had no idea what was going on with my brother and sister. My brother…Axel, right? And I think he had a boyfriend…what was his name? He was Sora's cousin, I remember. And Sora went out with, oh this is useless. All I could focus on was that I had to walk about 40 blocks to the club that Othello was playing at. 40…blocks…away. These are Twilight Town streets, you know, they're like, half a mile long, and there aren't any taxis in Twilight Town.
As I came in sight of it, dragging myself along by my hands, I noticed something that would destroy my plans: there was a doorman. I didn't have my ID, so I would have a hard time getting in. The doorman was a big guy, with rusty hair; this wasn't going to be easy.
"ID?" he asked. Obviously, he wasn't one to mince words.
"I don't have any." You know, I probably could've stalled for at least five minutes before he threw me out.
He clicked his tongue. "See, that's going to be a problem." Yeah, I realized. "Are you going to do anything about that?"
"Like what?"
"Well, do you have a fake ID?"
"I left it at home, with all my crushed dreams."
"What kind of crushed dreams?"
"Only the kinds that make you want to be a doorman at a gay club."
As I contemplated what kind of dark thoughts had made me want to end it all by fighting a 6-foot behemoth, I was given a second chance when Axel's boyfriend-I think his name was Rocky, as in the boxer who couldn't win-ran out of the club and saved me. Thank you, man in the clouds, despite the fact that I don't believe in you. "Lexaeus!" he shouted, "there's a fight inside the club that I think you really should break up!"
The big guard sighed. "What's going on?"
"Leon attacked Link. I think it's something about Cloud. Will you just break it up?"
"But people fight here all the time…"
"GO! NOW!"
I didn't know Rocky could be so…psychotic. As Lurch the Doorman walked off, my brother's boyfriend, who was actually starting to look kinda cute-shake it, dammit-turned to me. "It's Roxas." How did he know I didn't know? "I could tell, because you always arch your eyebrows when you're thinking of someone's name." Wait…could he read minds? "And no, I don't watch Gossip Girl, or call Axel 'Burly Bear'." Okay, so much for that.
"So," he said, changing subjects, "are you gonna come in or not?"
"I guess I really should."
He sighed. "Are you really that nervous? Please, it's Demyx." He was trying to help me out, as we walked in. Nice guy, even if he could kill me. "He was basically throwing himself on you."
"Seriously?"
He gave me a weird look. "You've never had a date, have you?" Well, that was the truth…almost.
"I've had one date. At least one. But it was with a girl, so I don't think it counts."
"Really? Who was she?"
"Selphie Tilmitt, in the third grade. I still don't know what happened to her."
Roxas pointed across the club room. "That's her, over there…see, she's making out with Olette." Dammit, so I hadn't really had a date?
Roxas had to go backstage to prepare for the act, seeing as he played bass for Othello. I wasn't a big dancer, and as for the bartender, well, I didn't trust anyone with an eye patch. Or a pistol that looked like it belonged in a video game. So I decided to wander around, making sure to step over the doorman, who apparently had two black eyes. He shouldn't have messed with Link and Leon.
In about twenty minutes, Othello was ready to play. But to tell you the truth, I didn't know it at first. It was a club, for Christ's sake-how was I supposed to hear a live band? But I did hear them, with Axel apparently having a spas attack on the drums, and Roxas and Demyx drowning out everything with their bass and guitar. Demyx…looked really good up there with no shirt on. And with sweat slicking his hair up. The music sounded a bit like what would happen if there was a war going on at a Metallica concert while squirrels were having heart attacks onstage, or something like that.
I'm going to go ahead and speed up the concert, seeing as all I could concentrate on was Demyx's abs. Instead, I'll tell you about the after party at the Life Café. Behind the counter, Link had won Cloud back from Leon, who was drowning his sorrows in cappuccinos. He had better be able to pay for those. The others weren't drinking, mostly making out, except for me…and Demyx, who just happened to be inviting me outside. "To get away from all these people," he said. I could definitely relate.
"Hey," he said, once we were outside, "you seem like a sort of cynical guy."
"You could say that."
"So you're really not interested in people who are always bright and happy, no matter what?"
"Like Sora? I don't have anything wrong with people like that."
"But what do you think of them?"
I thought about this for a minute. "In a way, I'm amazed that they're always able to be so happy, but I really don't understand how they manage."
He laughed, but it was soft and light. "Don't you get it, Zexy?" he asked. "People like them…people like me, we don't do sadness. Why bother, when life is all about enjoying yourself?" Then he fixed me with those beautiful blue eyes of his and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself right now?"
"I think I am."
"I'm not." I stared at him. "You see…I'm in love, but he doesn't love me back." He looked at me with pleading eyes. "Do you know what that feels like?"
"I don't think so," I said. "You see, I'm pretty sure he loves you back, but he's shy. You need to open him up to the world."
I'll never truly understand what happened next, but I remember perfectly-the way we both leaned in, how I could feel both of us wanting contact that was so close, so close…and how, when we finally kissed, the whole world was gone. All that mattered was holding Demyx close and living in what we had. And we would never be torn apart.
A/N: Okay, all right, ENOUGH! This was a long time in coming, but I think it turned out really well. Anyway, this wraps up I Don't Do Sadness. I hope you all liked it, and that you'll review. I promise I'll have more Zemyx up in the future.
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