Allo'z! Am back from my (not quite as) glorious (as expected) vacation! Went to Corpus Christi and stayed at this Island House place, which was right near the shore. So purdy. Walked the beach, went swimming, had a blast. But then I got sick (maybe over the Senior Dinner steak) and watched Battle Royale that night and ended up not feeling too great when I got back. So, because of this, I get a sick day, which is why I'm posting this when I'd be in 4th period writing about L'arc-en-ciel. -giggle-
Then I came back last night, checked my email, and had around 76 concerning 3 fanfics, all of which in the KH area, at least 95 cuz of this. I love you guys! Chapter 19 reached the "over 20 reviews" mark, thank you all so much!
Thankies,
loves!
...Frozenwithoutfear:
Eep, don't die! Here, here! ...and hmm, maybe. I think Axel just
douses them in Syrup and has hot coffee (huh... mah cosplaying Axel
had that on the island... weird.)
...Shot
Hunter: Fresh meat!
-cooks bacon- Am glad you likey, yayz! And it's great to be high on
LK's YGOTAS. Yay for Zexy on the Demyx!Drug! -giggle-
...hanakitsunechan7:
Don't worry about it! -totally got motion sickness an hour away from
destination- Mello demands placement in said club, he wants to own
the chocolate department. Mah only question is about who Hanizuka and
Morinozuka are and where they're from. La la la! -gonna go buy
chocolate later-
...Silva-trees:
Zexy IS a bit like L, only not as... beady-eyed or friendshippy. L's
just... L. -giggle- B-but, if Zexy's L, then that means Demyx has to
be Raito, and if DemDem is Kira, then WAAAAAH! -sobs-
...Lunaa:
Your email hates you. Do apologize for that, you should stab the
company. -snork- Yay for conversion! Mentaru
and AniCoolgirl
converted me, cuz I was Anti-Yaoi in junior high, it was weird. Now
I'm all "yay for gay!" I just don't want a boyfriend who's
gay cuz then there's no fun for me... Be happy, yaoi is DED SEZZY.
-snork-
...thexrealxdemyx:
Kawaii desu! Mimzy, -giggle- what a fun name. I have no idea who
Paine really is, except for the little fairy thing, but she's so
great! Yuna, not so much, and Rikku dances in awesome, but yay!
Sugar... man, now I want some sugar...
...Hikari
Aiyano: Oh, great job!
Band's an excellent thing, except when it makes you quit French and
you can't go to Harvard. Trip was great, thanks for asking! And enjoy
band as much as you can, it's loadsa fun, especially when they take
you from the school to do weird, non-music-related things!
...Shattered
Sanctuary: I heartz
Fall Out Boy, yay for exclaimation points! They're delicious!
YAY!!!!! -snork- Never leave Tidus and Larxene alone, someone's bound
to die. And the names... somewhat. I know the first six, plus am
speculating the others. Including a parody set of "E-Zi-On, the
adult Diaper" where Zexy has to be spokesperson.
-snortlaughsnort-
...sesshomaruhasafluffytail:
Aww, poor thing, you're just small! That's okay, though, don't be
upset! So I'll be looking for a lost, n00bish, under-100-lb Demyx
who's very confused and asking for directions to the fun stuff?
Ohkai! -giggle- It's my second time going to A-kon, don't worry,
you'll find your way around in... like... 4 hours, if you don't get
lost like I did!
...Honto.Kawaii.Neko-chan:
Yay! Am glad you heart, it's fun knowing that! And tha beach was
great! I love the water...
...AnimeDragonofFire:
You're so lucky living so close. We drove most of the day to get down
to Corpus Christi, and stopped at a Padre Island souvenir shop on the
way back, and went to Austin and San Antonio (were at the Alamo
yesterday after lunch and it rained on us). And the movie, that's
what Mentaru
told me, cuz she's an avid fan, but it'll be, like, half an hour.
-snork- Who knows, the dude's a fruit anyway! Stupid Hair.
...SeventhSenses:
Yay! Wuvvles! I like Zexy being upset, it's fun to write.
...Riceball
the Second: More like
4 now, or less... -snork- Good luck on leaving middle school, High
School is so much better! Hehe... Demyx or Sugar... Demyx or Sugar...
Zexy's going to ponder on that.
...AllieReade:
Don't worry, I don't want a depressing ending. So whether it's sad or
happy, I'm hoping people will only cry that it's over! All questions
will be answered by the end of the fic, promise! -takes luck and
huggles it- Thankies!
...Ivan's
Kitsune: Sugar Comas
are absolutely great! -giggle- "Curses, foiled again! I'm going
to go hire some thugs to kidnap you now. I'm a billionaire, so nobody
will even think about pressing charges."
...darkchild:
-giggle- am sensing some sort of repetitiveness... lolz.
...Dearie:
Had loads, thankie! ...I want sugar.
...Evil
Genius of the COCA:
Don't worry about it! Am just glad I'm getting reviews at all!
-giggle- Hope you got your project in on time!
...Ranchdressing:
Hmm... it's so hard to decide! But I think maybe pouting, cuz he'll
have his bottom lip sticking out all cute-like and he'd avoid
eye-contact more than usual and he'd need to be huggled more. Squee!
...Overlord
Crys: Yay for giggly
happy! I'm glad! What lucky pancakes!
...shrouded-obsession:
Yay! Am glad juu likey. Squee!
All of my reviewers get heart-shaped waffles!
And here!
Whispered
Melody
.xx.
I
Change My Skin from Time To Time
Wednesday.
Fountain, suitcases, fresh laundry, heated plastic.
"That was so awesome!" Demyx squealed happily. The concert had been a great success, phone numbers traded, kisses made, pictures taken--Demyx was gloating on how he caught a rare, but very happy look on Zexion's face in one--then they had done just about everything in Traverse worth doing. After the concert, Demyx was feeling much better, happier and so very alive, and insisted that they do what he couldn't do that morning.
They visited all the grand waterfalls of Rising Falls Grand Hotel, gone swimming at two in the morning with the band--Zexy sat in a chair while Demyx, Hayner, and Rikku tried to drown each other for their own amusement--then they had gone out for lunch, gone to a themepark, went sight-seeing around the city, and used up around five disposable cameras.
By the time they all returned to the hotel, they realized they had to get back. They weren't supposed to spend Wednesday havng fun, but Demyx wanted a mini-vacation, and the others didn't mind the break. Zexion's only complaint was that he didn't feel like hyping himself on caffeine and sugar for the drive back.
"But admit it, Zexy, you liiiiiked it," Demyx said, poking his cheek.
Zexion glared and pointed forward. "Demyx, go back near the fountain, and stand still!" Once the musician did as told, Zexion clicked the button and then held up the camera. "Okay, this one's now officially out of film."
Demyx grinned. "Great... six spent cameras." Bouncing back over, he hooked his arm with Zexion's and began to cheerfully tug the smaller one along. "Okay, let's head back. I think they packed the car by now."
The car was full, three of the bandmates looking either bored (Riku), tired (Hayner), or completely apathetic (Tidus, oddly), when the couple arrived. They climbed in, and after a few seconds of arguing as they decided on what to listen to, they settled for Lucky Strike's new song, and Zexion took off. Thankfully, the ride back had less disaster; nobody crashed, nobody was ill, and nobody wanted to stop at a gas station for extra sugar. They returned to Twilight Town shortly after eleven that night.
Zexion hadn't realized that it had been so late. It was rather dark, and even as they found themselves waking up some parents to let their children in the house, and getting bitched at by Cid for making lots of noise while unpacking the equipment, Zexion was sure he was wired. Completely wired. Cid had gone back to bed, and Demyx was busy trying not to fall asleep in the shower, and Zexion was staring at a wall...
Ocean, shampoo...
"Cuddle bunny?"
Zexion blinked but continued to stare at the wall. Demyx had walked out of his bathroom and placed a hand on his shoulder. Zexion jumped and looked at him. "Yes?" he asked softly.
"You look really tired," Demyx commented. "And I'm sleepy too..." He grinned slightly, wrapping an arm around Zexion's waist. Lifting him a few inches, he hobbled past the dropped crutches and moved him to the bed. "Okay, sleepy-bye time!" he said happy, then jumped to crash next to the smaller one.
"Not tired," Zexion said, staring at the ceiling.
Demyx shook his head. "Nuh-uh... you sleep, Zexy. You look really sleepy..."
"But I'm not," Zexion muttered. He didn't think he was, didn't feel like crashing at all. Yet even when Demyx pulled him close and snuggled against him, he thought he would stare at the dark ceiling forever.
'...Forever would take a very long time...'
Thursday.
Morning breath...
He wasn't even sure when he had closed his eyes, but when he blinked them open, he found Demyx still curled up next to him, breathing softly against his neck. Demyx lay on his side, one hand holding onto his on his, their feet entwined under the blankets. This look at the musician seemed very different when compared to his perky, energetic side of consciousness. He slept soundly, silent except for the soft breath that escaped his lips.
Zexion couldn't help but smile slightly. Demyx was just so sweet, so pure. He was just a sweet, innocent person in general, and it made Zexion smile to know there was such a genuine soul in the universe.
Then Demyx shifted slightly and Zexion turned his head away quickly. The blond merely worked himself closer, his face right next to Zexion's, and let out a soft murmur. Something about ducks...
Zexion blinked and looked at him, but Demyx was dead to the world. After separating their hands, he rolled over with the hopes of getting more sleep. He lay quietly for a few minutes, ignoring the bed squeaking as Demyx wriggled about, looking for another comfortable spot on the bed. It only took a few more seconds before the moving stopped as Demyx paused, lifting his head up from his pillow. Somehow, he had managed to tangle himself in the blanket, and pin Zexion's legs under his, though he looked confused and dazed as he blinked around.
"Who took the ducks?" the musician questioned in the midst of a yawn.
"Ducks?" Zexion turned to look at him. "What ducks?" It took him a second to realize that Demyx must've been dreaming, and he reached a hand up, smoothing back the soft blond locks. "Dem, you were dreaming."
"Dream...ing?" Demyx murmured. He dropped his head back down and rubbed his nose with his hand. "Eh... 'm awake now... Zexy, what time is it?"
Time? Zexion shrugged slightly. "Do you have a clock in here?"
The blond giggled tiredly, groggily moving to lean over Zexion. His hand lazily shoved a few random items from the bedside table onto the floor, and he blinked. "Uh... eew, it's not even six yet!" he whined.
Zexion blinked. "Seriously?" He hadn't seen the likes of five in the morning for years. He was often out cold by the time three rolled around, and usually up for school.
Oh shit, school!
He bolted up quickly. "Crap, I've got a class, don't I?" he asked, looking at Demyx.
Demyx yawned and sat up. "Zexy... it's five thirty-two... even if you had class, the school's not even open..." Lifting an arm, he gripped Zexion's shoulder and pulled him down to lay on the pillows. "Just relax, sleep... Larxy makes lotsa noise when she's up in the morning... you'll bum a ride with her, kay?"
Zexion shook his head and looked up. "What day is today?" he asked.
"I dunno... Monday?" Demyx guessed, then yawned loudly. "No... concert was Tuesday, then... uh..."
"Thursday." Zexion sighed, and shifted. "I guess I've got five more hours."
It was settled. Zexion was now being held closely again, and he and Demyx were going to sleep for five more hours, before Zexion went back to his classes. He knew he'd have around a week and a half of work to make up, and figured he might as well relax while he could. And Demyx still looked a bit tired.
Twenty minutes of silence passed between the two. "Zexy?" Demyx whispered.
"You're not sleeping," Zexion said calmly.
"Neither are you..."
Zexion turned around to look at Demyx, and he blinked dully. "Not tired anymore," he muttered.
"Me neither." Demyx grimaced for a moment, then blinked and looked up. "Hey... it's still dark outside. Wanna go have some mellies and watch the sun rise?"
"Mellies?" Zexion inquired as he pushed away the blanket. Demyx had only nodded in response, as if that odd word, if it even was a word, explained everything. He didn't understand this at all. "What the hell are mellies?"
Demyx didn't answer, merely grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the bed. Picking up one of the two crutches from the floor, he leaned on it, looking up. The blond seemed almost unnaturally hyperactive this early, despite the fact that he had been wanting to sleep mere minutes earlier, and Zexion sighed as he allowed himself to be pulled along. They were in the kitchen moments later, and Demyx headed to the pantry, reaching for a box on the top shelf. He soon grinned, cheeks pinkening as he held the box behind his back and returned to face Zexion.
"What's that?" asked Zexion, pointing tiredly.
Demyx's grin grew. "Wanna know my comfort food?" he said in response.
Zexion raised an eyebrow. Comfort food often implied the need of a specific treat to heal any emotional issue. And from what he had seen, Demyx really didn't have any emotional issues. Or at least, they didn't seem like real issues. "What would you need comfort food for?" he questioned.
Demyx's smile turned sheepish as he looked up. "Well... Larxene used to pick on me and steal my toys, and, well... when Momma died, I basically lived off the stuff." He only left a second for Zexion to frown before he grinned. "But look!" At that, he presented a box, and Zexion blinked as he found himself facing a red box decorated childishly. A toucan floated above a bowl of cereal with many rainbow-colored pieces, and the bottom of the box proclaimed one joyous, bubbly word: marshmallows.
That was when it clicked. Zexion was assuming probably a childhood incident on pronouncing the word 'marshmallows' incorrectly forever dubbed them 'mellies' in Demyx's mind. It actually brought partially-unhappy memories to Zexion, and the many times Saix called him a baby because he called them 'mosh-meddows' until he turned nine.
It wasn't his fault he had been secretly developing a speech impediment...
"You like sugar, don't you, Zexy?" Demyx asked. "I mean... Axel said you were impartial to the stuff, and you really like chocolate."
Zexion's eyes narrowed slightly. "How come you asked Axel about me so much?" he inquired.
Demyx looked up innocently, passing by Zexion as he murmured, "Because he's one of the few exes I talk to."
That definitely grabbed Zexion's attention and he hurried after Demyx, as fast his leg one crutch would allow him, until he finally managed to step in the way. "What do you mean by that? Did you go out with Axel?" he asked quickly.
Demyx's eyes widened and he hushed Zexion in a dramatic fashion. "Ssh, Zexy... Dad doesn't know about that!" he murmured. He quickly headed to the front door, holding it open for his broken boyfriend before he plopped onto the soft chair on the front patio. Zexion slowly sat next to him, giving him a look which read 'Explain or Perish'. Once Demyx had situated himself, by beginning to open the box, he launched into his answer.
"I was seventeen, and had a really bad break-up with my girlfriend, and I met Axel--he was Larxene's ex, and I thought he was interesting--and he said he'd take me out to feel better. Then we got to hanging out, then for my eighteenth birthday, we did the thing and then it kinda flopped. I dunno... it just did." He shrugged slightly and leaned back, plopping a marshmallow into his mouth. "But we broke up a few weeks later on the 'No hard feelings' policy. Plus, he took my virginity, so he'd better still be my friend--" He stopped and looked over to Zexion. "So... that's it."
"You had sex with Axel?" Zexion was still stuck on that bit of information.
Demyx nodded slightly. "Yeah...?"
"You... had sex with Axel?" Zexion murmured softly. "With... fire-obsessed, red-haired Axel? That I know?"
Demyx nodded brightly. "The very same!" he replied. "It really wasn't much of a relationship, though. Like... kisses, but he wouldn't hold my hand, and he never stayed over."
Zexion blinked, still staring. "You... had sex--"
"Yes, jeez!" Demyx replied, holding up a handful of marshmallows. "I had sex with Axel. And now I'm here, eating cereal and mellies with you. It just happened."
Zexion took a marshmallow and glared at it. "Is he the reason you claw?" he questioned slowly.
"Claw?" Demyx looked up for a moment, and Zexion rubbed at his side gently. The blond soon grinned and shook his head. "Nuh-uh! That's just what I do! I don't mean to draw blood, really, but... well, Larxy said it's better for gripping."
Okay, now this was getting weird. He was talking to his boyfriend about old partners and tips from his sister? He stared for a moment, and Demyx looked at him oddly, a nervous look forming on his face.
"Oh, no... Larxene busted in on Axel and kicked his ass," Demyx said. "Since he broke up with her. And she was angry, thinking he was taunting her when he decided to go out with me. She could've been the reason we broke up, I dunno." He continued rambling on his own, but Zexion found himself hanging onto every word of this. He was oddly interested in Demyx's previous sex-life, however odd it was to think about. "But well, Larxene thought he was using her only for sex and he said he caught her cheating and then they were both kinda unhappy for a while.
"I dunno what happened again, but they started hanging out and now they just argue. Like, worse than I argue with her, and we're actually related." Demyx shrugged and leaned back, attacking the marshmallows with vigor. "Sometimes, I think Axel's the sibling we gave up for adoption at birth."
Zexion merely blinked, then yawned slightly and leaned against Demyx, sticking a hand into the cereal box. "Demyx... you're so weird," he muttered, then shoved the handful into his mouth.
"But that's why you like me, right?" Demyx giggled at him. Zexion snuggled closer in response and proceeded to steal the box from his blond boyfriend, who squeaked and tried to snatch it back. "Zexy... mah mellies!"
"My mosh-meddows," Zexion muttered childishly, and shoved another handful in his mouth.
.vi. . . . . .ix.
Wednesday.
Ocean, liquor, salt, smoke, and loads of sugar.
He and Demyx had been going out for four months. Four months had landed Demyx in his pants, in his heart, and now... semi-living in his new apartment. Zexion refused to stay with the Highwinds any longer, once Cid walked in on the couple in a compromising position, then insisted that they quickly finish up and discuss the rules of intercourse in his household. Zexion never wanted to hear Cid say anything about homosexual relationships ever again, and got a job at a bookstore and an apartment down the street from the school, and government assistance to help with the bills until he could claim half the inheritance, within two and a half months.
That was what landed Demyx there. Though his mail was still delivered at home, he was found at Zexion's apartment more often, even though it had only been in Zexion's possession for a week and nothing lay in the fridge. Every night, he lay curled next to Zexion, hogging the covers or squishing one of Zexion's limbs, yet the smaller one didn't seem to mind. Demyx would leave to pursue his music career, now getting actual studio time, and Zexion would continue his schooling to achieve that science major he was aiming for.
Then Demyx insisted they have a party. A housewarming party, with a lovely group of guests and a little bit of liquor and then sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. And grease. Zexion called him crazy and stomped out, but within three hours, Axel and Roxas were the only two who could be reached--Larxene was probably out with the bartender, after that horribly dramatic break-up with Marluxia, who she claimed was gay (Zexion was suspecting a trend) and Vexen was visiting his father Hojo in Nibelheim, Russia, and Hayner and Tidus were having a drinking party, and Riku was on some odd sort of punishment for skipping school, still (even though it had been three months).
Such an odd party. Axel had chosen the liquor of choice, calm champagne, and his boyfriend brought a bucket of french fries.
"Now, we're not drinking much," Zexion established calmly. "We are not repeating what happened at your cousin's, Axel."
Demyx grinned and nodded in reply as he tightened his grip around Zexion's waist. He nuzzled his boyfriend's back gently and made a slight giggle. "Zexy can't hold his liquor--"
"I can so!" Zexion argued, though it was a failed attempt. He knew he couldn't; he was small and had a low tolerance for alcohol. Demyx would make sure he stayed in moderation, though--the blond's father sometimes got out of control so he knew when it was nearing too many. Zexion was still prideful and he wanted to declare that this wouldn't bother him.
Axel grinned and poured a small glass. "Most of this is for me, anyhoo," he explained. "Roxie can drive--"
Roxas elbowed him in the gut, murmuring, "Not in public!"
Axel grinned, rubbed his side, and continued. "So he'll take over... anyway, if we all get drunk, we can always crash here, right?"
Zexion rolled his eyes. "I don't have much furniture," he said.
His apartment was virtually empty. A small couch--he planned on replacing it soon--lay against one wall, aimed at a small television. There was a small bookshelf on the side wall near the window, packed with novels and textbooks, with a small blue boombox, a spare from Demyx's room (he had over three just lying around) resting on top. His dining table had two unmatched chairs. His bedroom had a bed, a small bedside table, and another small bookshelf, this one also packed. He had nothing else except for the cluttered items; boxes and suitcases held everything else needed.
Not much was a large overstatement.
Axel grinned and took a sip, then held up a fry. Roxas bit it from his hand and smirked in triumpth as he chewed, but his victory was ephemeral as Axel tried to steal his fry back through a game of tongue-wrestling. They'd be at that a while.
"Zexy..." Demyx murmured, lifting his head for a moment.
"What is it, Demyx?" he asked, unwrapping a chocolate bar.
Demyx gave it an odd look, but soon blinked and looked up. He placed a hand on Zexion's leg and lifted it, forcing the smaller one to spin around as his foot was lifted over Demyx's head and dropped to the other side. He blinked dully.
"If you wanted me to face you, I could have gotten up..." he muttered dully.
Demyx smiled at him. "I made it easier for you. But... Zexy, I was wondering. With the summer break and everything... wanna go on vacation with me?"
Zexion quirked an eyebrow. "Vacation?" he inquired. "Where? And when? I have science camp for nine weeks--"
"Nine weeks, Zexy?" Demyx whined. "But that's so loooong..." He sighed. "Well... it's a day after you finish your exams, actually. To these really cool islands... wanna come with me?"
"Islands...?" Zexion asked. "As in oceans, beaches, and sunstroke?"
"Sunst--no, Zexy!" The blond threw his hands in the air as he grinned brightly at the ceiling. "The Destiny Islands! As in fun in the sun, building sandcastles and collecting seashells and splashing in the waves!" He looked down with a grin.
The college student gave it a moment of consideration, then looked up with a bored expression. "You're so poetic, Demyx."
Demyx rolled his eyes. "Zexy, don't be sarcastic! I'm serious, here! I wanna go, and Dad says he'll pay for you if I wash his car for a week!"
"And you're seriously going to wash his car for an entire week?" Zexion asked, quirking an eyebrow.
His boyfriend nodded quickly, and Zexion was sure there was no way he could get out of this. A trip to the ocean, back to the beach, the islands... He sighed softly, knowing he couldn't run forever. With Saix actually calling him every once in a while now, and his sessions with Aerith reinstated for every two weeks, he figured there would be no running, ever again.
With a sigh, he looked at Demyx and nodded. "Okay, I'll go. On one condition--you hold my hand during lift-off."
"Deal!" Demyx agreed happily, planting a soft kiss on Zexion's lips.
Both boys moved in to deepen the kiss, but gasped loudly as they heard a crash. Roxas lay flat on the floor, staring as Axel smiled maniacally, his hair in an odd mess around his head. "Teach you to steal my fries!" he said, then moved back and chewed in joy.
Demyx laughed and Zexion rolled his eyes. How typical. But he liked it this way.
.xx. end .xx.
Yes, that weird "spaced" ellipse was a time lapse. It was just better than writing "time passes here" or something.
H'okai, so I made a keyblade out of Knex. It doesn't look much like the kingdom key except that it's got a handle and something oddly key-like sticking out of the side. But I'm good. I'll fix it by A-kon, then I'll work on the Sitar. -giggle- I still gotta sew.
I love you guys. You all just listen to me ramble.
And I have a VERY SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME ULTRA SPECIAL SEXY THANK YOU to go to my dear sweet Axel, my Little Envy, aka Eyes-of-Crimson who has been a VERY delightful muse and beta'er. She helped me figure out how this will end, and I must say, it shall be dramatic to the Max300. Thank you, sweetie, Senpai loves you!
Love!
Quote!
"Screw
the rules, I have green hair! ...Huh? Well, that was just weird. I
should probably cut down on the drugs."
-Seto
Kaiba, YGOTAS (by
LittleKuriboh)
:Darkness Princess.
