The Anti-Zemyx Day Eight
Title: Truth, Dare, Double-Dare, Kiss a Girl or Loophole?
Genre: Humour, Romance
Rating: T
Summary: Never underestimate the power of loopholes...
Pairings: Vanitas/Naminé, Marluxia/cake, Demyx/Larxene, Sora/Axel, Anti-Zemyx, anti-social Zexion
A/N: Mwahaha. Actually, since today's DemLar day, I've added that in. Oh, and I've switched things up a bit. No relevance to other chapters. Enjoy!
It was Saturday night, and the crew (all twelve of them) had decided to gather at the Strife brothers' rather large penthouse for a weekend sleepover party, with the added bonus of the brothers' parents never being home, and thus allowing them to be as rowdy as they liked. Sometimes it was a good thing that the family owned the sixtieth, sixty-first, and sixty-second floors of the skyscraper all to themselves, with only empty office buildings and photo studios below, and no-one to complain about the volume or lyrics of the music.
The hosts, Vanitas, Roxas, and Sora Strife, anxiously awaited with both impatience and excitement for their guests to arrive in the lobby. Vanitas, with dark, spiky hair, locks styled in the same hairdo as Sora's, had draped himself on a red chintz sofa, giving him a comfortable and stylish pose, as well as a good view of the glass double doors.
Roxas, the only blond in the trio, with spiked hair not nearly as gravity-defying as Sora's and Vanitas's, leaned against the reception counter, and was rolling a pencil on the marble counter in boredom.
Sora, the youngest of the three, and by far the most cheerfullest, had milk-chocolate-brown hair, and an easy smile. He sat on the carpet by the potted plants, and, despite Vanitas's position, was the first to see their earliest friends arrive.
Tifa Lockhart pulled up to the dark, tall skyscraper with the lit up sign of Strife's Modeling Company adorning the overhang above the doors in her sleek, black car, and clicked her tongue at her three younger siblings.
"This looks like a pretty fancy place. Try not to destroy anything, will you?" She gave a wink to the lanky, redheaded young man to her right. "If you burn it, Axel, you're paying."
Axel grinned and began flipping a silver lighter between his long fingers, faster and faster so that it shimmered like a minnow diving between, underneath, and over his fingers, all the while he was replying to his sister.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, sis," he grinned. The lighter was still hurtling through his fingers skillfully. "But this is Strife's house; I always watch my back around them!"
The two girls in the back giggled, and Tifa sighed.
"Alright... be safe, you three," she said with a smile. "Call me when you need me, alright?"
The lighter suddenly stopped, flicked its own top off, and lit itself, right as Tifa finished talking. Axel grinned cheerfully and offered Tifa the flame, but she politely declined.
"Show off," she muttered fondly, as she shooed them all from her car. "You know I don't smoke!" But Axel merely shrugged and gave his sister a two-fingered salute, as she drove the car away, leaving him and his two twin sisters with their duffel bags on the curb.
As they walked through the doors and into the lobby, they were suddenly ambushed by the three brothers tossing themselves bodily onto the guests, tackling them and pinning them to the floor.
Sora took down Axel, Vanitas took down Xion, and Roxas tackled Kairi.
"Welcome to the first floor lobby of Strife's Modeling Company! Here we have the best entertainment awaiting you this weekend. Please enjoy your stay!" chirped Sora cheerfully, but with a mischievous glint in his eye, to his victim. Axel grinned back at his ambusher with acid green eyes, and pretended to struggle against the brunet's hold.
"Never! You'll never take me alive!" Sora laughed at his friend's comic act, but did not see his true intention: as soon as Sora relaxed his grip, the lanky young man with scarlet hair even more gravity-defying than Sora's flipped their positions and pinned his brunet friend tightly to the ground, with a smirk adorning his face. Sora pouted.
"Not fair." Axel grinned and lowered his face to Sora's.
"Too bad." The brunet felt his face heating up, but just then, his victim-turned-captor pulled him up by the arm and winked at him, and looked over at his youngest sister.
Though the youngest and undoubtedly sweetest, most girlish, and shyest of the four siblings, Xion could be a little tough when she wanted to be, and she and Vanitas were currently rolling around on the floor, wresting for who got to pin who down and win the game. Sora watched with fascination, all thoughts of the moments before forgotten, as he saw the two tumble around and miraculously not bump into any furniture. Axel glanced at his other sister, and grinned at what he saw.
Kairi and Roxas were furiously playing Rock Paper Scissors for some strange reason, and each time they picked their choice, they ended up tying. In frustration, the two continued playing, neither giving up out of pride.
In all the friendly mayhem, the six did not notice the door open again, and only stopped their antics when someone loudly cleared their throat.
"Ah-em." Everyone froze and looked up at the two figures before them, both with identical expressions of boredom and disinterest, and both with expressions that clearly stated that they wished to be somewhere else. Axel's face lit up.
"Saïx!" He ran over and hugged the blue-haired young man, much to his surprise, and the blue-haired let him, much to the redhead's surprise. Roxas looked up from his game with Kairi, and regarded the two with surprise.
"You two came?" Saïx nodded, and gestured to the shorter figure behind him as Axel let go, one with slate-coloured, layered hair.
"Zexion came as well." Zexion stared at the carpeted floor, and held tightly on to his black duffel bag, always remaining just inside Saïx's shadow.
"Well someone's shy," teased Vanitas. "Don't worry, once everyone gets here we'll go upstairs." He untangled himself from Xion (who managed to win their little competition) and stood up, bushing himself off, and looking outside to see if anyone else was there.
Sora was thankful for the one-way windows: if anyone had seen how close he and Axel were... He shook his head and put it out of his mind, and smiled friendily as Vanitas led in the last of the guests: Larxene and Naminé Foudre, Demyx Nocturne, and Marluxia Assassin.
The three brothers excitedly led the nine guests up the elevator and into their top penthouse (everyone except for Demyx ignored the Wave Gigs song Million Bucks playing on the built-in radio; the musician was busy giving everyone smiles as he strummed his air-guitar expertly and mouthed the words), and cranked up the music really high as they started their party.
As sweet-looking but sharp-tongued Naminé Foudre began dancing on the patterned dance floor with Vanitas (who was slowly but surely developing a crush on the spunky artist), Kairi began a game of Bingo with Roxas, Axel, and Sora (the two had still not managed to get anything besides a tie, and were determined to settle who was the winner). Demyx and Larxene were out on the balcony, having a rather romantic moment (complete with a side of innocent kissing and tentative hugs), and Marluxia had helped himself to a large slice of angel's food cake, and was eating it as he watched Sora and Axel forfeit the game of Bingo and move to the dance machine, ready to bust out the necessary moves to get a high score. Vanitas set out a large, crystal punch bowl with chopped up fruit floating on the top, as well as several sweet hors d'oeuvres, as Naminé went to the bathroom to fix up her hair for the next round of extreme dancing to Power Chord's song Striker, the top-selling song of the year.
Marluxia finished his first slice of cake as he quietly watched everyone do their own thing, and went to get another slice, as well as a cup of punch.
The cake was delicious. Smooth, white, creamy, and fluffy, the dessert was rich but still somewhat light, and perfectly made. Marluxia imagined that if the cake was a human, then he would ask it to marry him (in a moment of spiked-punch-drunkenness), but it wasn't human, and the cake was a lie. The spiked punch was probably what was making it taste so good.
Axel grinned at his tipsy friend and clapped him on the back.
"Already drunk, Marly? Tsk, tsk, and yet you hold your wine so well," he teased. Marluxia glared at him, still sober enough to muster dignity, and watched as the redhead dashed back to the dance station, where the short brunet was waving him over.
He sighed and walked over to the two Diviner brothers, both sitting down on the couches and reading books, and sat down next to Saïx.
"Aren't you having fun?" he asked. Saïx glanced at him from out of the corner of his eye.
"No." Demyx, who had been walking by, hand-in-hand with Larxene, overheard the deadpanned answer and jumped into the conversation from shock.
"No? You're kidding, right, Sai?"
"Sai never kids," Zexion said sullenly. Larxene smirked and winked at Demyx, before striding over to the refreshment table and filling a paper cup full of punch.
"This'll give him some fun," she said with a giggle, as she thrust the cup into Saïx's hand.
Zexion's elder brother looked at it warily, but shrugged and downed it.
Fortunately, it was not spiked with beer, only vodka.
Unfortunately, he held his liquor quite well, and could probably even drive after drinking five martinis.
But with one thing and another, Demyx, Larxene, and Marluxia managed to get Saïx drunk enough to loosen up and enjoy himself at the party (Axel even witnessed his old friend winning in a dance show-down between himself, Naminé, and Kairi, who had won the Bingo game).
Zexion watched from the sofas and took care to not touch any drink that was given to him.
After a few hours of dancing, music, Scrabble, drunken Monopoly (in which bank robberies were a common occurrence and so completely legal), off-key karaoke, and candy poker (with sweets instead of money and chips), nearly everyone was drunk enough off of Vanitas's spiked punch and was ready to play Truth or Dare.
Marluxia and Zexion were ordered to arrange everyone in a circle, and managed to sit Xion next to Roxas, who sat next to Sora, who was next to Axel, next to Demyx, next to Zexion, next to Naminé, next to Vanitas, next to Kairi, next to Saïx, next to Larxene, next to Marluxia.
Kairi grinned as she decided that, instead of playing Truth or Dare, she wanted to play Truth, Dare, Double-Dare, Kiss a Girl or Torture. Saïx wholeheartedly agreed with her, going even so far as to hug her in his state of disorientation, and prompted forth a good amount of laughs.
Even his little brother was getting used to the party, and was talking more and more, slowly coming out of his shell.
"Alright," said Roxas, grinning. "Sora! You go first!" Sora tilted his head and thought for a moment, as his brother called out Truth, Dare, Double-Dare, Kiss a Girl or Torture. His face lit up as he thought of an answer.
"Double-Dare!" he shouted, before falling over. He quickly got back up, and listened to what Roxas's dare was.
Sora had to move and speak like a chicken for a whole hour, with every word in English having to be fined by a dunk of his head into the sink.
Sora made quite sure that he did not stray into his natural tongue.
With Sora unable to speak clearly, it became Axel's turn, who chose Kiss a Girl, and was ordered by Roxas to kiss Larxene full on the nose.
Both redhead and blonde blushed as he complied.
Then it was Demyx, then Naminé (Zexion pretended to be asleep to skip his turn), Vanitas, Saïx, and soon the game had finished two rounds already, when Axel thought of an idea.
He whispered something into Roxas's ear and smirked, as Roxas crawled over and whispered Axel's idea to Vanitas, who smirked and whispered the idea to Kairi.
"Demyx!" she crowed. " Truth, Dare, Double-Dare, Kiss a Girl or Torture?" Demyx slumped against the beige ottoman and shrugged, smiling.
"Dare," he said, "and make it a good one!" Kairi grinned, and revealed to everyone Axel's idea.
"Demyx! I dare you to kiss Zexion!" Everyone laughed at this, as it was common knowledge that Zexion was straight, and they waited to see what would happen. The slate-haired youth pulled a face and rolled his aquamarine eyes as Demyx leaned closer, slowly sliding his hand up Zexion's bare arm.
"Pucker up, straight boy!" he said in a loud tone un-befitting the situation, effectively ruining any romantic mood there may have been. Larxene sat off to the side, smirking, and not caring whether or not they kissed, but where. The guys laughed, as Zexion turned a bright pink. He looked towards his brother, who had passed out and had fallen asleep on Marluxia's lap, and, seeing that he would have no help, made the Time-Out sign, stopping every movement from the circle.
Quickly, he crawled over to the moderately sober Naminé, and whispered into her ear. Everyone strained their own ears as they tried to catch what he said to her, but she just giggled and reached into her canvas tote bag to take out a notebook and a pencil.
In no less than two minutes, she drew Zexion's face perfectly and handed the sketch over to him. Demyx watched with confused eyes, but then the slate-head made the signal for Time In, and handed the paper to the mullet-hawked youth.
"Here," he said. "Kiss that if you must." Demyx shrugged, took the paper, and proceeded to kiss the picture quite suggestively, but then makes a face.
"Yuck. Paper tastes so gross."
Everyone laughed at his remark, as Axel's, Roxas's, Vanitas's, and Kairi's face fell as they realized the loophole Zexion had exploited.
"Don't worry," Vanitas assured Naminé. Axel grinned.
"We'll get them yet!"
A/N: Yuck, I had to rush. It's already tomorrow, and I have school! D:
But special thanks to WeDidItForTheDead, Hope Eternal, and Obsidian Rush. I have no idea who else reads these stories! Review? Tell me it sucked if it did. It did, didn't it? xD Until tomorrow! (wait, no. Tonight!)