The Anti-Zemyx Day Seven
Title: Smooth Sailing
Genre: Humour, Friendship
Rating: T
Summary: A fascination with hair doesn't help the situation...
Pairings: Vanitas/Xion, Maruxia/Larxene, Terra/Aqua, Sora/Kairi, Zexion/Naminé, Reno/Naminé, Anti-Zemyx
A/N: Poor, poor Zexion *Cheshire grin* (Yeah, I'm feeling a little cruel today) OH! There's a reference to another story of mine, fifty points to who guesses it right! (WeDidItForTheDead, you do not count. You would know the answer immediately, hahaha)
Shoutout: Hope Eternal! I love you! :D (in a totally platonic, friend-way) Thanks for reviewing and messaging me!
The sky was blue, the air was clean, and the wind was fresh that day. The non-student adults of the group (Marluxia, Larxene, Saïx, and Axel) had decided that everyone was to take the day off, to celebrate their ability to pay the rent on time and in full, and had agreed to take the "little 'uns" to a surprise vacation by the sea.
After piling everyone into both Axel's and Saïx's trucks, the twelve had given the younger members of their 'family' special sunglasses to block their vision.
Blindfolds would have seemed too suspicious, should a cop pull them over.
Two hours of singing, word games, mindless chatter, long silences, and inevitable boredom later, the crimson and cobalt trucks (respectively) finally arrived at the scorching parking lot by the sandy shore.
Axel grinned as he parked his large truck perfectly between the white lines.
"Alright, kiddos, you can take your sunglasses off... now!" The three girls, two brothers, musician, bookworm, and Gothic boyfriend took off their black spectacles simultaneously, and most drew in sharp gasps of surprise.
"Wow, this is incredible!" exclaimed Sora with all of his enthusiasm. Roxas rolled his eyes, but couldn't help smiling as his eyes scanned the beach.
The sand was soft, a few patches of grass sprang up here and there, and the ocean was a terrific shade of clear, tropical blue; a few bamboo beach houses, for parties and available for rent, stood around, with large glass windows to reveal the beautiful view. Xion hugged Vanitas in her excitement, softly squealing as she did so. Naminé hugged her sketchbook close to her chest, and her eyes glittered with the thought of all the drawings and paintings she could create; a pale hand strayed to the canvas tote bag by her side. Zexion looked around with quiet impression, admiring the tropical clearness of the water.
Demyx's eyes grew wide at the sight of the most beautiful thing on Earth (to his mind), and he made ready to dash off to the ocean, beach bag in hand, when Kairi saw his intentions and jumped on his back.
"Carry me!" she said, sounding like a four-year-old child. Demyx grinned wickedly and ran off, with the redheaded girl on his back.
Larxene pouted, and poked Marluxia.
"You should do that to me sometime," she said with a sly tone, but shrieked in shock when her pink-haired boyfriend complied with her words and scooped her up and carried her on his back, racing against the mullethawked youth, the two of them laughing all the way.
Axel laughed at their silly antics, and elbowed Saïx in the ribs. The blue-haired man did not even look his way when he answered.
"No." There would be no arguing the point.
The redhead pouted and sighed as he began to unload the truck, with the help of Roxas and Zexion.
"See how boring Saïx is?" he grinned as he lifted up a drinks-cooler. Zexion shrugged and took out the towels for everyone, and Roxas thought for a moment as he took out the umbrellas.
"What if you jumped on his back anyway?"
"Have you seen his martial arts trophies?"
"...Never mind, then."
The trio successfully managed to shanghai Xion and Vanitas into taking down the drinks, snacks, and umbrellas, and grinned as the couple grudgingly obliged.
Zexion, feeling somewhat sorry for the two, carried the towels for them.
"Isn't this great?" asked Demyx as he twirled around, arms outspread, on the beach. Kairi was sitting in the shade, fanning herself with her hand, and was smiling at the scene before her. Marluxia and Larxene were collapsed on the sand, trying to make sand-angels; Roxas and Sora were building sand castles with shells and starfish for decorations (Roxas's looked cooler and more realistic (his had a moat), but Sora's was prettier (with seaweed for the gates) to Kairi's mind); Naminé was already drawing her third picture; and Vanitas, Xion, Zexion, and Saïx were setting their area up.
Slight unease stirred within Zexion's subconscious.
Why isn't anyone here? The beach was quite deserted (only a few people were walking about), but there were a few crabs scuttling around on the hot sand, and some seagulls were loitering about, looking for people to steal junk food from. He pushed the matter from his mind, and resumed setting up the umbrellas. We're just lucky. After all, it is a workday for almost everyone...
Just then, Larxene got up from her sand-angel, gave Marluxia a quick kiss (cutting it off quickly before it got too passionate), and clapped her hands.
"M'kay, girls! Time to get changed!" She led the three high-school teens to the locker rooms, with Naminé going somewhat reluctantly: she had been in the middle of shading in her picture.
The locker room was quite clean, but held a strong smell of deodorant and brine. Kairi dressed herself in a simple red one-piece, one that showed off her back and just enough of her chest to catch attention, but not near enough to get in trouble; Naminé wore a blue and white striped one-piece, with a blue hibiscus in her hair to match, and Xion wore a dark purple tank-top with a same-shade sarong.
Larxene wore a blue bikini, showing off her curves and flat, toned, but pale middle, and grinned at the three others.
"We look fabulous. Now go out and have some fun! Don't forget sunblock, and Xion, make sure Vanitas's hands don't stray..." she added with a wink. Xion blushed profusely, and the others laughed along.
Fabulous was one of the words describing the four of them. As soon as they walked out of the locker rooms, several strangers of the opposite gender began looking in their direction, but none of them dared approach. Larxene was well-known for her fierceness and unexpected loyalty to her "family", even this far away. She traveled a lot for her work.
Marluxia looked up from the sandcastle he was making with the help of Sora and Zexion, and gave his girlfriend a once-over. She smirked and draped herself on him from behind, loosely twirling a lock of his feathery pink hair.
Sora glanced at Kairi and began blushing profusely, and concentrated intently on his sandcastle. Zexion looked up at Naminé and allowed the two a small smile, delicately painting her white face a light shade of star-lily pink.
All of this paled in comparison when Vanitas saw his girlfriend. When she walked towards him in her slightly revealing dark purple swimsuit, he set down his coke, looked at her for a moment, gave her a sly smile, and tackled her to the sand, beginning a kissing contest between them, seeing who could last longer without gasping for breath (much to the shock of Demyx and Saïx and amusement of Roxas and Axel).
Kairi returned to her private spot in the shade and thought up the perfect idea.
"Hey, Sora?" she called over. Sora pointed at himself, then, seeing Kairi nod, abandoned his sandcastle (at which Marluxia was still working on: he was determined to not give in to Larxene; he was also helping Zexion finish his sand-city) and walked over.
"Yeah?" he asked cheerfully, wondering what on Earth she could possibly want. Kairi smiled.
"Could you put some sunblock on my back, please? I can't reach..." Sora blushed almost as red as Axel's hair, and eyed the coconut-scented lotion bottle doubtfully. Kairi was one of the most flexible he knew, with the exception of Larxene and maybe Axel, who had previously removed his lowest set of ribs for...unknown reasons. To him at least. He knew for a fact, though, that Axel's brother had found it hilarious, and Saïx, Larxene, Marluxia, and Zexion had found it distasteful.
"Are you sure? ...Why not ask Naminé? She's closer..." Kairi shrugged.
"I wanted you to help me, Sora," she smiled. "Pretty please?" Sora stared at his feet shyly and nodded, and flipped the cap off the bottle.
Instantly, the scent (or were they fumes?) of coconut blossomed (invaded? Sora couldn't tell) the air as the brunet poured some sunblock onto his hands and tentatively, timidly began massaging it into her smooth skin, trying to ignore the blush on his face and the obvious crush on his friend he was trying to hide.
Naminé happened to notice Sora shyly rubbing sunblock onto his crush's back, and, smiling slyly, she took out her waterproof digital A/X CORP camera and snapped a photo, contemplating placing it on the front page of that year's scrapbook. She didn't notice as Zexion walked over, and jumped as he addressed her.
"Do you know where–– Are you alright?" Naminé shook her head and smiled briefly.
"Yeah, I'm fine, sorry." She looked up at the slate-haired young man. "Do I know where...?" Zexion stared at her for a moment before comprehending what she said.
"Oh. I was going to ask you if you knew where Sora was? I wanted to ask him a question." Naminé giggled behind her hand and pointed over to the secluded, shady spot.
"He's with Kairi. She asked him to apply sunblock to her back and..." she trailed off, gesturing vaguely with her hand as if to say, you-know-how-it-is. Zexion's mouth quirked into a thin line, as if he had unexpectedly bitten a peppercorn.
"My question can wait," he said, with a possible tone of slight distaste, as he gracefully sat down next to Naminé on the sand. "May I see your drawing?" he asked. The blonde girl nodded and handed him her sketchbook.
His aquamarine eyes skimmed over the picture, and focused on the main people. The silhouettes of a tall guy and a slightly shorter girl were holding hands by the beach, and the detail was incredible. The picture looked less like a drawing and more like a photograph, but such was the nature of Naminé's talents.
"It's... really good," he said, as he returned the sketchbook to the blonde. She smiled greatly, and blushed even deeper. Zexion's tone and expression had revealed to her that it was much better than really good in his eyes, but, as before, he never gave her anything better than "That's good," or "It looks quite nice." He could be oddly shy like that sometimes.
"Thanks," she whispered, and took the notepad back. Then, in a sudden moment of utter stupidity and sweetness, she leaned up, barely placed a hand on his shoulder, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Both froze at the innocent gesture, and Naminé's hands immediately flew to her mouth.
"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, that just happened, I didn't mean to––" But Zexion looked at her with a kind of... a kind of emotion she had never before seen in the quiet, studious youth's eyes.
"Did you really... not mean to?" he asked quietly, lightly touching the spot where her lips had kissed him. Naminé's mouth opened slightly, and she shook her head so slightly, it could have been his imagination, but he knew it wasn't, and it was all he needed.
Gently, Zexion leaned in and kissed her back, this time on her lips, and this time, both of them meant it.
Marluxia couldn't resist any longer. What with Larxene's slinky postures, sweet flirting, and several innuendos, seemingly innocent to the pure-minded driving him crazy, and the slight scent of sweet sea salt in the air, his poor mind was demanding that he do something about that blonde tease.
So he did.
While Larxene was chatting away to Saïx about some local horror myth about a sea-demon, Marluxia took her arm, whirled her around, and kissed her full on the mouth, right as she was, mid-sentence. She froze for a moment, then melted in the pink-haired man's arms, leaving Saïx to awkwardly look down at the sand and walk back to Axel, who stood loitering about restlessly near the parking lot.
As the two made-out quite publicly (but decently: Marluxia's impeccable manners would not allow him to go any further and scar the minds of their friends (especially with such young members of the family such as Naminé and Sora)), Saïx began talking to his redhaired friend.
"Why are you so restless?" he asked in his slightly monotone voice, truly curious as to his friend's actions. Axel glanced at him and smiled weakly.
"Um, I, uh..." A red Jeep, with the top down and several bathing-suit clad people inside, pulled up, blasting loud music, and brought a grin to the redhead's face.
"They're here! C'mon!" Axel grabbed Saïx's arm and brought him over to the parked Jeep, just as the people inside began pouring out.
The first to exit the vehicle was another redhead, who looked extraordinarily similar to Axel, and was followed by five other people, each wearing patterned swim-wear and sporting colourful hairstyles. The two men grinned identical smirks at each other, before initiating their own, secret handshake, and hugging briefly when done.
"Reno!"
"Axel!"
"Tifa?"
"Red!"
"Cloud?"
"Yeah?"
"Saïx?"
"Aqua."
In the midst of all the one-worded exclamations and greetings, Axel looked at a tall brunet and cocked his head.
"Who're you?"
"Terra. Aqua's date." At 'date', the blue-haired girl, short locks a shade lighter than Saïx's, linked her arm around his and smiled.
"Yeah. We met at this rave for Wave Gigs, and totally hit it off, you know? Anyway, we're here! Is the stuff set up?" Axel waved a hand over his shoulder, gesturing to the beach further down.
"Yeah, we've got everything set up. All we need is the music and the net, yo." Tifa grinned at Axel's use of Reno's accent, and grabbed the net from the car as Reno hauled up the large music player and winked at his brother.
"Then let's get this party started, yo!"
As soon as the volleyball net was set up and the music was playing (loudly) in their own section of the beach, everyone got up and began either playing or dancing, or, in Kairi's, Sora's, Roxas's, Demyx's, and Xion's case, both. As they hit the ball over the net, trying to keep it off the sand, they moved to the beat and busted out the latest moves to the popular band Wave Gig's newest song, Hidden Atlantica.
It didn't take long for Aqua and Terra to join in the dancing, either, as they drank their sodas and snacked on the candy Larxene had bought. Naminé took a photo of their family and friends dancing, and tucked her camera away back in her canvas bag, and cuddled closer to Zexion.
Almost right after Axel's brother and crew had arrived, the redhead had ordered all of the guys to change into their swimsuits (much like Larxene, but without the singsong tones), challenging them all to a race to see who could change the fastest. Saïx had won (to the surprise of many), with a pair of navy blue swim trunks. Second was Demyx, who had on green swim trunks with two small yellow-and-orange fish embroidered onto the hem; then Roxas and Sora, with yellow and bright blue shorts; and then Axel and Marluxia, with red and black trunks. Zexion and Vanitas were last, as neither cared about the game (which was very strange, as Vanitas was one of the most competitive people they all knew), with Zexion wearing slightly longer dark blue shorts, and Vanitas wearing jet black trunks.
Axel had commented on how at least Marluxia's swimsuit wasn't pink, earning him a cuff on a shoulder.
Naminé smiled at what Zexion had told her had happened in the locker room, and complimented the shade of trousers he wore. Zexion muttered a slightly confused thank-you, because whoever had heard of someone complimenting a guy's swimsuit?, when suddenly the volleyball bounced and landed at their feet.
"Toss it back!" called out Larxene, waving at her friend. Naminé looked at the ball and grinned, tugging at the slate-haired junior's hand.
"Let's go play!"
"Wait, wha––" But even as he protested, he was pulled into the game, and even managed to score three points for their team.
Tifa, a twenty-something-year-old with long, black hair and many curves, raised a hand and grinned.
"You're good. Played before?" she asked. Zexion shook his head.
"Not really. Naminé just pulled me in, and..." he trailed off. Tifa nodded.
"Yeah, I do that to Cloud sometimes too. There, with the blond spiky hair? Yeah. My boyfriend," she said, with a dreamy tone. Zexion noticed the song in the background ending, and it seemed Reno did as well, as he finished up the game and walked over.
"Yo, Rude!" he called out to the DJ. "Put on Million Bucks, will ya?" The sunglassed man at the stereo
nodded and obliged, glancing over at Tifa's way before changing the Wave Gigs' song.
Reno grinned as he approached the small blonde girl, who was once again drawing, forfeiting the volleyball game.
"Hey," he greeted casually. The girl shyly looked up.
"Hello," she said softly.
"What's your name? You draw well," he complimented. She blushed and seemed more confident around him, and answered clearly, "Naminé."
"Naminé... Naminé, Naminé, Naminé... cool name! I'm Reno," he said, smiling. Naminé giggled behind her hand. He obviously didn't remember her from the times he visited the house. Then again, she always stayed out of the way of guests.
"You live with my brother and his friends, don't you?"
Oh. So he did remember. Naminé nodded.
"Yeah, I've seen you before. 'Course, you don't talk much. Leastways, not around me, yo." He grinned easily and winked at her.
"Well, catchya later, sweetheart. Enjoy the party!"
Naminé watched him as he left, and vaguely wondered if he had been flirting with her.
Terra, Aqua, and Xion sat down together exhaustedly on one of the towels. The game had ended, with their team (including Marluxia, Vanitas, Axel, Cloud, Sora, and Kairi) winning against Demyx's (including Larxene, Saïx, Roxas, Reno, and at one point, Naminé, Tifa, and Zexion) by three points.
As they sipped their drinks, Terra grinned a devious smile.
"Hey, Xion... it's Xion, isn't it?"
"Yes?" Terra glanced over at her and downed the rest of his soda in one go.
"How do you feel about scary stories?" he asked, as Vanitas walked over and sat down behind his girlfriend.
"They're alright, I guess... Why?" Terra shrugged and looped an arm around Aqua's waist, causing the blue-haired girl to blush.
"Oh, you know... I was wondering if you knew the story of the sea-demon. It's a pretty popular myth, and they say it happened at this beach..." His voice lowered conspiratorially. "Are you interested?"
Xion leaned forward ever-so-slightly and nodded.
"Sure." She felt Vanitas's hands snake around her waist and shivered as Terra began the tale.
"Well, once, they say that there was an incredibly handsome sea-demon––"
"I heard 'incredibly handsome'. Are we discussing me?" cut in Demyx as he walked over. Vanitas glared at him for interrupting the story, but Terra grinned.
"Oh, yes, totally. Actually no, I was telling Xion a horror story, but you're welcome to hear if you like..." Demyx thought for a moment then nodded, plopping down onto the sand and propping himself up on his elbows. Terra cleared his throat.
"Anyway... there once was an incredibly handsome sea-demon with silver hair and silver scales, and he used to seduce swimmers and eat their hearts. He looked like a human from the waist up, and would draw unwary people's attention to his cave, wayyy over there," he gestured, pointing at the tan rocks quite far away, "and would drown them, before drinking some of their blood like a Dracula vampire and tearing out their hearts to eat. They say that each heart grants him as many years it has seen, so he's basically immortal. And, the best thing is," he lowered his voice; "he loves to prey on beautiful girls and has never been caught. The end!" he ended cheerfully, giving Aqua a quick peck on the cheek.
Xion and Demyx, who had been so engrossed in the story, were taken quite aback by the sudden ending.
"Is... is that all?"
"Was it true?"
"Well you've no need to worry, Demyx! You're a guy! But..." Vanitas cut her off with a kiss to her mouth.
"If some nutjob fishman's gonna try to eat your heart, rest assured I'll take care of him first. After all, that's basically like stealing from me!"
Xion and Aqua laughed, and Demyx merely glanced at the direction of the cave.
A few hours passed as the party dwindled down and ended, with most of Reno's friends having to return home for the day, but for the House's tenants (and Axel's brother), only half the fun was over.
With a dramatic flourish and a smirk and a bow, Marluxia revealed the large boat they had rented for the day (after taking a few bills out of the bank), and bade everyone board, as they would be seeing one of the most beautiful things off the shore of Destiny Islands.
And so, thirteen people boarded the luxurious Quiet Belladonna and set off from the shore at around six bells on the afternoon watch.
The scent of charcoal mingled with the salty air as Axel and Reno stoked up the fire in the grill, ready to cook hamburgers for their delayed lunch. Demyx sat off to the side, playing Prince of Awesome by Wave Gigs quietly on the stereo, and Kairi was dancing to the hip-hoppin tunes of The Gullwings.
"The ocean... it's so beautiful..." breathed Naminé as she leaned over the rail of the speeding ship. Zexion placed a warning hand on her shoulder, just in case she should fall.
"There's an even more beautiful world underneath..." he said softly. "Colourful reefs... jewel-like fish... small shells with designs so unique, you'd never find one exactly the same agai––"
"Hey, Slate-head! Come help with the hamburgers, yo!" called Reno cheerfully from the bow of the ship, below the observing-deck. Zexion sighed at the broken magic and kissed Naminé on the cheek. She gave him an apologetic smile as he went down the white stairs, and once again took out her sketchbook and began drawing the ocean view, when there was a sudden yell of surprise and a splash of water.
"Man overboard!" shouted Roxas, and Naminé's eyes widened.
Oh no...
She jumped over the railing with nimble agility and landed next to the steering-room, and opened the door, bursting in.
"Marluxia! Stop the boat!" The pink-haired man looked at her with surprised blue eyes and cut the engine, causing the boat to slow to a stop, and glanced at the blonde.
"What happened?" Naminé's eyes were wide, and she shook her head.
"I don't know! But Roxas shouted Man overboard and the boat was moving too fast and none of us are wearing life jackets and––" Marluxia's long fingers gently but firmly pressed against Naminé's mouth, stopping her from talking, both from shock and pressure.
"Breathe," he instructed, and did not remove his fingers until she did so. "Whoever fell will be fine. Say that."
"Whoever fell will be fine..." said Naminé softly, eyes full of worry. Marluxia nodded.
"They've probably already pulled them up, so let's go check on the situation, shall we?" He opened the door for her (which had bounced off the wall and closed itself again) and followed her through, but ran with her as they dashed to the bow of the ship.
"Who fell?" Naminé looked around, counting off who was there and who wasn't. Xion, Sora, and Larxene were sleeping in the Captain's cabin, and the others were all out here, so...
But Demyx answered her question before she figured it out.
"I, er... Zexion fell," he said lamely. Naminé ran over to the railing and searched for her slate-haired friend, and saw him a few meters away.
Axel and Reno began looking for a nice, clean life-hoop to toss to Zexion, but found that they were too short of rope.
"Marluxia! Take us closer," called out Vanitas. Larxene's pink-haired boyfriend nodded.
"On it." He carefully, expertly, steered the boat slowly over to Zexion, who treaded water in extreme annoyance, and moved the ship carefully over so as to not drag him under with the force of the propellers.
Demyx was watching him with extreme fascination. Crushes and admiration notwithstanding, Zexion looked incredibly interesting, handsome, and cool. The way the water had plastered his slate-coloured hair to his head looked so strange, so different, that Demyx couldn't help but be drawn to it. It looked weird, but cool in a strange way, the same way when you were seeing someone who looked like they just walked out of an anime with an outrageous hairstyle and outfit was strange, and you couldn't help but stare in awe.
Zexion was glaring straight back in Demyx's direction, and was treading the cold, salty water in frustrated, impatient indignation, vexed and annoyed at the "family"'s musician, and at his infernal clumsiness. It was his fault he had fallen overboard, and, while he could have very well swam over to the boat and climbed back on board, instead of waiting for them to come to him, he was having a very vengeful moment and would settle for nothing less than petty revenge (was there something less? he wondered). For the moment, anyways.
He knew that his maturity would return to its normal above-average (definitely above-average) state after a few minutes.
The boat turned around, and they were almost within reach of tossing him the lifeline, and Demyx was still staring with innocent fascination at his slicked, plastered, ruined hair.
Damn it all, you incompetent fool! Zexion shivered in the cold water, and waited for Axel and Reno to toss him their life-hoops, but then Saïx tossed him a different lifeline from closer down the boat, and looked at him.
"Grab it."
Zexion shrugged and pulled the lifeline, swimming towards it and allowing his thin frame to be lifted up by Saïx (he thanked him once he recovered), and onto the boat. Naminé quickly ran over and hugged him, but not before covering him with a towel first.
"You must be so cold, are you alright?"
But the slate-haired man didn't hear her. Neither did he hear Axel's question of why he didn't swim over.
He strode three steps and stood in front of the weakly grinning mullethawked man.
Fool of a musician! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!
"You." It wasn't a statement. It wasn't a question. It was a frustrated accusation. Demyx laughed nervously.
"Yeah. Me." Zexion's eyes narrowed, and everyone quieted down to see what would happen next.
"Demyx, you––"
"Aah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to knock you over!" he said, covering his head. "I didn't even know you were there! So please don't hurt me...?" The last part came out as a mix between a comical whimper and a squeak.
Somewhere on his hidden face, Zexion knew Demyx was hiding a smile. He gave his younger neighbor a final glare before turning on his bare heel and walking off, down to the Captain's quarters, to warm up and change into new shorts.
As soon as he and Naminé were gone, the deck burst into laughter, barely and failingly suppressed. Axel and Reno had doubled over, and Kairi was giggling behind her hand; Roxas only smiled. Saïx and Vanitas were the only ones not laughing, and looked at each other in quiet, muted exasperation.
Some people.
"HOLY––" exclaimed Axel as he noticed the hamburgers were on fire. He quickly beat the flames out, but gave the burnt once-meat a disgusted glare.
"Yuck. Burnt to a crisp."
"Nice going, yo," teased Reno. Axel rolled his eyes and called Roxas over.
"Hey Roxas. If you wanna feed the dolphins, here," he said, handing him the burnt patties. "See if they like crispy beef. Crispy burnt beef." He turned to Vanitas. "What have we got left?"
The dark-haired youth swung down from the upper deck and examined the contents of the cooler and grimaced.
"Not much. We have microwave ramen and mac'n'cheese." He pulled a face. "Yuck."Roxas took the meat and went back to the stern, and sat there, continuing on reading his book.
That night, as the moon rose high after the sun went down, and the dolphins were swimming and jumping into the air, the thirteen family members sat down wherever they felt like on the stopped boat and ate either noodles or fattening, cheap pasta for dinner as they admired the view (but not necessarily the meal). Zexion had dried off and his hair had returned to normal, and the angered tension had lessened quite a bit.
Demyx sighed as he swallowed down some noodles. He really did like Zexion's hair slick and plastered like that
Well, we don't have to be by the sea to have his hair like that. It could be at night. It could be in my room. Maybe his.
He sighed and smiled wistfully, leaning back, and accidentally bumping against Sora (who did not fall).
Should've taken that picture...
A/N:G0ddamn line breaks won't work! FANFICTION! YA HEAR? jk jk I love you. Except when you fxxx up like this. D:
Yepp! That is a The Lord of the Rings reference! I really love Tolkein's books. But there were a lot of KH references here! Who caught 'em all?
QUIZ! What do you think A/X CORP stands for? CORP for Corporation obviously, but what about A and X? :D
Until next time!