Chapter Seven – Affection
Marluxia flashed his card at the cashier and she nodded, letting us through the gates to my childhood amusement park.
"Six flags?" I commented, "Wow. Last time I was here, I was like, seven." I remembered. He looked at me in curiosity as I spoke, "My mum said that there isn't any fun in life If I always sit at home doing my homework and work all the time, so she took me out.
"I'm here a lot." He answered, "O all my birthdays, and whenever the mob feels like it."
"The mob?" I turned to him.
"Larxene and such..." he explained, putting his arms behind his head.
"Oh." I stated, looking in front of me again, thinking.
"If you are so popular and can hang out with anyone you want.. Why choose me?"
He randomly snaked his arm around my waist, "Cause I want to."
An answer to send shivers down my back.
"Oh, Mr. Freeze. That was always my favorite one. Wanna go?"
He changed the subject... Very quickly.
"Sure.." I nodded. He grinned at me suddenly, "Are you scared of heights?"
"Sometimes. Somewhat. Er.." I shifted my eyes.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He smirked down at me.
"Bastard." I muttered. His smirk grew as we went up to the roller coaster. I looked up and gulped at the height. It can't be that bad…. I assured myself. He pulled me close. Was personal space meaningless to these people?
He was really warm though, comparing to me, with my bad circulation..
When we got on the roller coaster, I was very pale. He looked at me, "Are you sure you can handle this?"
I nodded a few short nods and he smiled at me. The motor started and I clenched the handles of my sear, holding on for my dear life.
The coaster went up, and my eyes were wide as quarters. The pressure was holding me back onto my seat and Let all the air in my lungs out as we flew up. Marluxia grabbed my hand, his grip so firm that his knuckles were white.
When we came back down, I stared at him with the same sized eyes as I had before. His hand was in a cramp as it held onto mine. Slowly, he let go, but at the next round grabbed onto me again.
When the ride was over, he had to practically carry me over to a safe place where I wouldn't get run over.
"Maybe going on that wasn't such a good idea.." he muttered, as I stood there, holding onto him.
"I'm fine.." I assured, wobbling. When I almost fell over, he raised me up bridal-style.
"Stop carrying me around, Gustaeu!" I yelped, "I can walk!" I protested, the back of my neck heating up.
"I like carrying you. It's like carrying a porcelain doll."
"Fuck you.." I muttered.
Marluxia raised his eyebrows, "Offer, threat, or promise?"
"Augh!" my cheeks heated up, "Neither, neither, NEITHER!" He smiled down at me. I looked at him with one, squinted eyes to see through the sunrays that shone upon him and me. He looked… Perfect.
And I really needed to clear my head.
"Where next?" he asked, looking around.
"Well, if you put me down, I just might give you an answer." I muttered, and he slowly put me down.
"Somewhere that doesn't involve heights." I said as I was firmly standing on the ground, and he chuckled. "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry?" I repeated, thinking, "Well, even if I was, we wouldn't be able to ride any more coasters."
"Do you want to?" Marluxia cocked an eyebrow.
"No!" I said quickly, making him smile, "Come on, then. Do you like ice cream?"
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He took me to a shop which had fresh-baked cones, flashing his membership card at the shopkeeper once again. She had curly blonde hair, kept in a small ponytail, though a few strands of her hair fell out from the band and fell around her face. She had soft blue eyes, and was about my age. Quickly, she blushed and led him to the beginning.
"Mr. Gustaeu, how many would you like?"
"Two, please." He said politely and flashed a smile.
"Of course." The girl said and gave him two warm cones, straight out of the oven. "Flavors?"
"What would you like?" he turned to me. With a skeptic expression kept up all the way through when she was talking to him, a stingy feeling accompanying me in my stomach, I looked at him. He blinked, "What?"
"Oh, nothing." I answered and went to the counter, looking at the various flavors of ice cream.
"Strawberry."
Marluxia got a strange glow in his eyes as he leaned over the counter, "Vanilla."
She looked at him, that close to her, and gasped, "Y-yes, sir."
He smiled and took the ice creams from her, capturing her in his eyes. Mine narrowed as I took my ice cream from him and snatched his arm, dragging him out of the store.
…What was I doing?
"What was that, Vexen?" he smirked, leaning very close to me.
"She..'s not your type." I muttered, backing away.
"Oh?" What is my type, then? Do you really know me that well?"
I stopped abruptly, "Well.. No."
"Perhaps we can get to know each other better?"
Blink. "How?"
"I know this... Game. Ask me a question, I'll answer it. And you'll answer the question I give you. Deal?"
I nodded, "Deal. You start."
"Alright. You and Xaldin. Is there anything between you two?"
I made a face, disgusted. "No! GOD, no!"
"Alright.. Do ask."
"What hair color do you like?"
"I love blondes."
Blondes, huh? "That explains Larxene." He laughed.
"What features do you like?"
"Blue eyes." I admitted, looking up at the sky. "…Your sexual preference?"
He smiled widely, "Men."
"Wha?!" I jumped, "Then, what was that?"
"I wanted to see your reaction."
I gaped at him, my eyes narrowing, "How dare you..?!"
"Oh, I dare." He smirked. Range couldn't possible have been a word to explain what exactly I was feeling at the moment. My reaction back there at the shop was completely unnecessary!
"You.." I fumed, and before I could stop myself, I raised my hand, hitting him hard across the face.
Surprise crossed his eyes as I turned away from him, and immediately felt arms grabbing around my waist. I gripped my ice cream cone.
"Do not think so harshly of me, ma petite." He whispered in my ear, and my heart began thumping against my chest with great force.
"What did you just call me?" I asked, and his grip strengthened.
"What is your sexual preference, Vexen?" he asked, something other than smugness in his voice.
"I.." I began, "I don't know1 I've never liked anyone before! Get off me Gustaeu!" I protested, trying to rid myself of his hands. God.. What was he doing to me..? My head felt like mush as I relaxed in his grip, shaking. What was I doing? What was I..?
"Vexen, you're killing me!" he moaned in my ear, "Ever since I saw you, until today.. There is nothing on my head... But you, your hair, your eyes, everything!"
I bit my lip and he sighed. "I'll take you home." He let go slowly, and I regained my composure, pulling down my hoodie. His eyes,,, Held something different in them.
Sadness? Was he serious?
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The taxi stopped in front of my apartment corpus and looked at Marluxia. "Come with me."
He looked at me in confusion, before paying and getting out with me. He followed me to the elevator and to my apartment. I opened the door and let him in. He walked in and so did I, closing the door behind myself. I motioned for the couch and sat down. His eyes never left me, as he slowly sat down by me.
I bit my lip, and after a minute quietly said it. "Your eyes... Are captivating."
He moved closer to me, looking me in the eyes. "So are yours.." he said softly, bringing up a finger to touch my bottom lip. I gasped and watched his eyes travel down from my own. His fingers moved away, and by every inch, he got close to me.
His eyes closed when only a centimeter between our lips. My heart wouldn't stop booming, and I let him close the distance. He was moving slowly at first, his hands at the little of my back. He pulled me closer and my hands went to his hair. He was warm, so entirely warm, as he moved his lips against mine. The feeling was overwhelming, and as his tongue ran over my lips, I opened my mouth in anticipation. His tongue entered my mouth quickly, and he tackled me down on the couch.
His body moving against mine, slowly, just like the tongue exploring my mouth. I moaned as I ran my fingers through his hair and arched my back, trying to get closer. We pulled away fro a second, and joined back together, everything slow and passionate...
And then his cell phone rang. He moved onto my neck and I gasped, "M-Marluxia….ah….. Answer… The phone.."
"They can wait." He murmured against my skin, moving his knee in between my legs. I gasped, "No, it's your mo-ther.."
"So? I don't care.." he began nibbling on my ear lobe. I squirmed underneath him and shook my head, taking the phone out of his pocket and answered it, pressing it to his ear. He sighed, "Hello?"
"Marluxia? Marluxia, where are you? Jhan is coming over for dinner, you better hurry home!"
He groaned, playing with a strand of my hair as he spoke to her. I looked at him in the eyes and he smiled at me.
"Marluxia, I'm not going to tolerate you spending time with that.." her yells were forgotten as he kissed me again, holding his phone at a distance. When the screams stopped, he put the phone back to his ear. "Yeah, mom. I'm coming home. Bye."
Marluxia hung up and sat up, running his fingers through his mane. "Well.. I have to go."
I nodded, "I understand." I muttered, out of breath, "Have fun."
"Merde!" he cursed, "How can I have fun, knowing that you're here and I'm miles away?"
"You'll live." I assured, standing up. He sighed and stood up too. I lead him to the door, "Will you be ok?"
"I'll be fine. Good bye, mon amour." He kissed my forehead. I bit my lip and he sighed, fleeing.
I closed the door behind him and my eyes widened.
"Shit. What the hell was that? Oh god, I'll never live it down!" I moaned, hitting the wall with my head and fists, "Why must he be such a great kisser?! And smell good, and have blue eyes?! UUUUUUUUGH!!" I hit my head exactly ten times. "What the hell is this feeling?" I muttered, grabbing my stomach. I closed my eyes, and his smile flied in front of me. I almost wanted to run after him, "Marluxia.." I whispered, and my cell phone rang.
"H-hello?" I quickly snatched it up.
"Vexen? Zexion is dead." The voice that was invading my ears rang.
My eyes widened as I dropped the receiver.
You all probably hate me now for doing that. But yes, I'm a downer like that. Then again, that's why you should love me.
Dictionary:
Ma petite – French, basically translates as 'my small. So Marluxia uses it as in 'my fragile', or something. xD;;
Merde – French. It means shit. Cause Marly is all French like that.
Mon amour – Probably obvious. It means "My love"
Jhan – earlier mentioned brother of Marluxia. He doesn't make too big of an entrance in the fic though.