Disclaimer: Yeah, I still don't own Kingdom Hearts or a Demyx plushie. All rights go to Square-something or other and DISNEY!! I love Disney.

ckc: I really do love Disney. It's so cool and awesome and imaginative and-

Demyx: um, yeah. Anyways, today's chappie is awesome! It has me in it! –smile-

ckc: Thank you so much reviewers!! I thank you all for being so supportive. At first I wasn't so sure of my fanfic but you have all raised my low self-esteem!... I'm not emo, I just don't think my writing is very good.

Anyways, yes! Much running and some biting in this chappie. Happiness for all. And I will update soon on my other fanfics... I think.

BloodLust

Hunter

Oh gol, he was hungry. No, starving.

Demyx rolled over again in his bed trying to ignore the constant pain in his stomache. He had tried to eat earlier, he truly had, but upon entering the kitchen Demyx had not been able to choke anything down. Everything tasted like poison for some reason. And what made it even worse was that he was thirsty. Not even drinking two gallons of water seemed to quench is thirst.

And what was stranger was that he suddenly found himself half-running down the hall without remembering getting up.

He felt terrible. His stomache ached, his head throbbed, his neck was burning-He just felt like crap. What had happened to make him feel like this?

"Woah!" Demyx's knees buckled suddenly so that he was kneeling against the wall, clutching to it like it was his lifeline. Since when had he felt so lightheaded?

"Demyx? What are you doing up?"

The Nocturne looked up to see Zexion, barefooted and dressed in black pants and a T-shirt staring down at him. Unable to answer, Demyx merely shook his head.

"Are you… not feeling well?" The Cloaked Schemer asked frowning. The Nocturne nodded. "Come on. "I'll help you then."

Number VI extended a hand to him and Demyx began to take it, that was, until he noticed Zexion's wrist.

It was so slim and inviting looking. A dark vein pulsed under his pale skin, so much blood flowing through the Nobody. So much lovely, delicious blood.

"Demyx?" The wrist pulled back slightly, the Schemer's voice uncertain. The Nocturne was fixated on his wrist, his eyes never leaving it. There was something in his eyes, something hungry. "Are you okay?"

Zexion jumped back as Demyx made a grab for his arm, the hungry look growing. The Nobody rose unsteadily with a concentrated look. The Schemer was even more unnerved as the Nocturne grinned, the smile quite evil and-

"Holy!" Zexion took off down the hall with Demyx close behind. He had fangs. Fangs! Rounding the corner the Schemer sprinted into the closest room, locking the door behind him.

"Wha's goin' on?!"

He jumped as the owner of the room sat up in bed, shouting at his intrusion. Zexion breathed a sigh of relief as he found that the man was not Saix, the crazed Lunar Diviner.

"Xigbar, Demyx is- woah!" Zexion backed away from the door as the sounds of somebody clawing angrily at it reached his ears. The Freeshooter, now fully awake, climbed out of bed summoning a gun to his hand.

"What the heck is that? Some rabid Dusk gone wild?"

"No. It's Demyx," The Schemer explained. "Something's happened to him. I found him out in the hall and now he's after me."

"After you?" Xigbar shook his head, cocking his gun. "You know, the lock on my door's been broken since the Brownie incident."

"Oh."

Demyx broke through the door at that second, fangs bared as he leaped at Zexion. The Schemer ran behind Xigbar as the Freeshooter took aim at the hungry Nobody. No longer grinning, the boy simply stopped where he was, eyes shifting from Zexion to Xigbar. It was completely unnerving, that look on Demyx.

Without warning Demyx tore at Xigbar, trying to snatch any part of him that he could. He dodged the shots fired at him with ease, the only thing mattering to him was the blood pounding in the man's veins. Oh, he wanted it. He needed it.

"Hold it Demyx! Calm down!" The Freeshooter grabbed the crazed blonde's wrists. Wrong Choice.

Xigbar's eyes went wide as Demyx sunk his teeth into his upper arm, the fangs penetrating his skin. With a jerk he pulled Demyx off of him, letting him go, and winced from the pain of being bitten.

Licking his lips clean, Demyx moaned in satisfaction as he was finally able to drink the delicious liquid that he craved. It was so good. More. He needed more.

"Holy crap! Get away from me ya' bloodsucker!" Xigbar shouted as the blonde lunged for him again. He was about to-

Fall.

And fall he did. Demyx dropped to the ground as Zexion brought a heavy bottle down on his head. Frowning, the Schemer threw the bottle down the hallway and stomped out, too angered by his midnight stroll being interrupted by and Organization member intent on sucking his blood.

And Xigbar was left alone with the unconscious Demyx, wondering what the heck to do with him.

ckc: yeah, that's chappie two. Poor Zexion and Xigbar. –kekekkekekee-

Demyx: EW!! I ate Xigbar! Nasty….

ckc: yep. So, please review! Next chappie comin' up soon. This chappie would have been up yesterday but for some reason it wouldn't load on the Document thing. grrr.