So
you guys, here's my posting schedule for the rest of Whispered
Melody! (cuz I got
one!)
Ch.22--Tues,
5.8
Ch.23--Fri,
5.11
Ch.24--Mon,
5.14
Ch.25--Wed,
5.16
Ch.26--Fri,
5.18
Graduation--Sat,
5.19! (w00t!)
Just so you guys are prepared, now you know the order of the end. Yay!
Now...
Love Love Love you guys!
(It's great having more than 2 pages of reviews!)
...Honto.Kawaii.Neko-chan:
Yaaay, thankies! I wuvvles Axel and Roxas, they're too cute! Zexy has
the jealous-boyfriend complex, I think.
...Hikari
Aiyano: Teehee, I feel
kinda bad for them for that. It seems like Cid's really bothered
about that. (bonus fic I'm writing is that said talk, and Cid's a
flustered ball of "shh, let me drink--I mean, think!") It's
very entertaining.
...thexrealxdemyx:
You make me very happy! I love feeling loved, it makes me feel so...
loved? I can just see Axel and Demyx together, and it's always one of
those old romances (unless in Axel,
Bookstores, Clubs, Demyx,
where it's...erm...hmm...) ...I blame my sudden cold for my lack of
true coherency.
...sesshomaruhasafluffytail:
That'll be amusing! I might end up using my keyblade of KNEX (if I
can make it sturdier, cuz the sticks keep bending) and so you'd
probably have to approach. But I'll be sure to ask every Demyx I run
into who's small, lost, and n00bish. I might be the odd Sora with a
brown-haired male Demyx (cuz I don't know if he'll color it...) XD
Another Vic fangirl... I'm surrounded by them! Waaah! Wendy Powell
gets no love...
...Metal
Chocobo: Bartender
from Chapter 6! It's Xaldin. -giggle- cuz that's a cute pairing, too!
And, well, lots of camps run through the summer, and Zexion's a geek.
And yeah... I think Cid's just hard to live with... which is very
sad...
...Shattered
Sanctuary: Aww, you're
so sweet! Thank you! Love the exclaimation points! They're so...!
So...! YAY! -explodes-
...SeventhSenses:
Yay! So simple, yet it makes me very very very VERY happy! I try (not
always as hard as I should, but I try), and this makes me very happy!
...Dearie:
W00t, yay for giggles! I came up with that while JereduLevenin
and I were working on our collaboration project, "Rebirth",
and was thinking "Demyx needs to do something overly cute"
and that came to mind. Am glad it made you laugh! Laughter is great!
...Mina
The Forgotten Memory:
Aww, I'm sorry! Can't believe you counted the paragraphs... well, I
think that was because I was trying to emphaize how short Zexion
is--I mean, his room? I mean... I don't know what I mean! -giggle-
Thanks for pointing that out. I'll avoid doing that in the future,
lol. Yay for constructive criticism!
...Ishihara
Kiyoshi: Ah, school,
don't it suck? I wish you the best of luck in getting out of that
soon. -snork- Yay! Cid just amuses me to no extent (but I think it's
cuz I don't live with him, teehee) I was actually considering having
Axel and Roxas start something and Zexion beat them with a broom,
saying, "Not in the new apartment, this is carpet!" but
then went against that... Zexion would probably break the broom over
one of their heads... Axel's a bad person, beware!
...Frozenwithoutfear:
COOKIES! I'm SO THERE! -really loves cookies- If they're Oatmeal
Raisin, I'll be in Heaven! Poor thing, I'm sorry I can't marry you,
but, um... -gives a life-sized chocolate Zexion- Yay for sugar!
...Riceball
the Second: I'm not a
huge fan of marshmellows unless they're from cereal boxes, cuz I like
the crunchy ones. They are fun to poke, though! And for the record,
Marshmellows and Froot Loops in one bowl of cereal is a very bad
thing...
...hanakitsunechan7:
Ooooh, Hunny and Mori! My brain left me (see, I've only read OHSHC
mangas vol. 1-2, and the charries kinda escape me name-wise, except
for Kaoru and Hikaru, go figure). How kawaii! And Mello has no W!
-giggle- Cuz it's not in his personality (lolz). Teehee, yush! Good
for Grip, bad Larxene!
...Evil
Genius of the COCA:
Yay, I've converted another to the cause! It's such a cute pairing,
we need more fans! Chibis are so cute! I drew a picture once of a
chibi Zexy standing on his book giving DemDem a kiss on the cheek and
its bad attempt at chibi art made me laugh at it.
...Overlord
Crys: Yay for the
AkuDemy fangirl! I think there's one in everyone... I'm actually
rather stunned I wrote one. Teehee. One thing that's better than
reading nice fanfiction with cheerios is reading nice fanfiction with
a hot guy while eating sugar. Straight out sugar. Cheerios needs more
sugar... and hot guys.
...benji's
lover iz a cowfree: No
no, not the end! See? Posting schedule, won't be done until I finish
that! Dun worry. I'm having too much fun with this! -giggle-
...Silva-trees:
I can too! And it seems to work, but... okay, so AkuZeku would be
Raito and L. How disturbing... Dun die! Am glad you're enjoying
this, but we need you to live! -snork- Yay, I'm glad it made you
happy! I had fun writing it!
...Artistic.Tsuna:
Yay for weird noises! Am glad you're hooked! It's my longest fic, and
it shall be done unless I r ded or something. Stay hooked, support
the Zemyx cause! Hope you weren't completely dead for school... I've
done that so many times I'm usually dead when I get more sleep!
...Launch
shinra: It would be
bitchin', I'd so buy the CD in a heartbeat. Kinda with Paine and
Squall were in a band now... but the Seifer controversy might cause
some problems... And yes, you may have Larxene, Demyx would be happy.
...Ranchdressing:
I have no idea what mah Sitar will look like (I'm wondering if I'll
even have enough, cuz I'm using so many sticks on the keyblade alone
to make sure it doesn't break!).
...darkchild:
Aww, that's just so cute! -gives more waffles- Yay for waffles!
...Lunaa:
Yeah... he had more typical problems. Zexy was one of those special
psycho cases. It's the AkuDemy fangirl, I swear! Teehee, I think
everyone wants to see Demyx on the beach... am glad you likey! Yay!
Okay!
It just keeps getting longer... not that I'm complaining...
I
won't be doing this for every fic I write, it takes so much time! So
I think you'll all have to settle for me sending random messages via
"reply" link, once this fic's over... I'll be consistent
for another five chappies.
Until then... here!
Whispered
Melody
.xxi.
Never
Need to Make Up My Mind
Saturday.
Ocean, water, people... fabric, plastic... lots of people...
Four months had taught Zexion a lot about the perky blond seated next to him. He learned that Demyx hated locked doors--besides the front door, he had to leave other doors open or unlocked, whether it worked for or against him. He discovered that Demyx loved sweets--actually food, in general--and always had to buy something sugary; that was rubbing off on Zexion the most, each time Demyx shoved a candy bar into his hands.
He learned about Demyx's odd arguments with Larxene; they weren't very friendly, especially when someone was missing something or someone's clothes were lost in a machine, or someone finished off the cereal--Demyx always lost those arguments--but afterward, they'd bargain, and an exchange of money or someone calling for Cid usually ended those.
He knew that Demyx liked to sing everywhere. The songs were often spontaneous, depending on whatever Demyx's brain chose to focus on, and he'd begin to sing, whatever he could think of. He dragged Zexion out into the rain and he'd sing whatever he felt like. And sometimes, when they were alone, Demyx would whisper songs into Zexion's ear. Shared songs between lovers. Or something like that.
Demyx loved hugs, cuddling, and clinging--if Zexion wasn't nearby, or outright refused, Demyx would be spotted attaching himself to a pillow or one of Larxene's stuffed animals (oddly enough, Xena, Warrior Bitch had a collection of bunnies and kittens and penguins). Demyx loved people, loved keeping them near. And he told Zexion to get used to it, then picked him up and hugged him tightly.
Zexion just wasn't much of a people person. Never had been, and he doubted Demyx was going to rub off on him that much. He didn't like places with too many people; it wasn't claustrophobia, he just didn't like the overwhelming amount of scents of many people forced in one place. Especially an enclosed area. Like an airplane.
"We're gonna do to the beeeach," Demyx's voice sang out childishly. "And we'll play in the saaand and build sand castles and collect shells and play in the waaaves. Doesn't that sound so fun?"
Zexion would've responded to the commentt if he hadn't felt so uncomfortable. He was very bothered. The amount of people all locked tightly in this small, confined craft... sitting with so many, in addition to the food and different items... for seven hours... definitely made him squirmish. And once his motion sickness kicked in, he was sure this wouldn't be fun at all. He sat calmly, as calmly as possible, hands clinging tightly to the edges of the armrests as he stared at the seat in front of him.
Demyx shifted. "Zexy?" he called.
Zexion blinked, hands clenching. He merely grunted in response.
The blond waited for a moment of silence, adjusted to Zexion's dramatic pauses, but when the smaller one didn't even utter a one-word response, he frowned slightly. "What's up, Zexy?" he asked. "You look kinda... pale... and really tense. You okay?"
Barely able to manage a nod, Zexion gulped. "Demyx... this is probably a bad time to tell you..." His eyes turned down and his fingernails dug into the armrests. "I'm a tad unnerved by the idea of flying."
Demyx leaned over and looked at him. "Y'mean... you're scared?" he interpreted.
Zexion's pride screamed 'No', but his conscience was noding and crying 'Yes'. Zexion sighed and avoided a direct answer. "I... I've had a... negative experience with flying in the past," he replied.
"So you don't like it?" Demyx asked. "Aww... I'm sorry!" He made an odd whine, then leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Zexion, hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry I forced you onto this! Will you be okay? Do you hyperventilate, get sick, completely freak out, what?!"
Zexion blinked. "Demyx... let go," he demanded sharply. "I'll be fine." Demyx slowly let go, sinking into his chair, and Zexion felt bad for even mentioning it. He soon sighed, stretching a hand out. "Okay, hold my hand."
Demyx grinned and gripped Zexion's hand happily. He soon grinned and leaned over Zexion, pointing at the window. "Looky, Zex... we're gonna pull out soon. See that guy right there, with the bright orange sticks?" Zexion had to use most of his willpower to turn his head towards the window. Demyx, oblivious to his discomfort, grinned slightly. "It's fun watching them... they gotta run so they don't get completely run down by the planes."
A woman's voice soon echoed throughout the plane via speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts. The plane will be departing soon." Shortly after she finished speaking, a man's voice began, but Zexion wasn't listening further. His grip tightened on Demyx's arm and he slowly moved closer to Demyx.
The musician looked down. "Zexy, are you okay?" he asked. "Jittery?"
Zexion shook his head. "Don't wanna fly!" he muttered.
"B-but... I think it's too late to get off..." Demyx said softly. He glanced up, and the plane shifted. Zexion's second hand joined his first as he clung tighter to Demyx, and Demyx sighed softly. "It'll be okay... it's fun. Free as a bird, and the plane's fine... you'll be just fine, okay?"
Zexion nodded feebly, unbelieving, but his hands relaxed a little. They tightened once more as the plane gathered speed, and Demyx hugged him, grinning like he would in a candy store as they began to leave the ground.
"Look, Zexy, see? Not scary at all!"
He almost fainted right there.
Ten minutes passed before Zexion felt even the least bit comfortable with letting go of Demyx's hand, but his insides were reeling. He tried to focus on staring out of the window, on Demyx's sporadic staring at what the buttons above them did, on the movie... but he didn't think any of it truly helped. Within seconds, he was nudging Demyx and telling him to get a plastic bag.
Within five minutes, he had filled two.
"Jeez, Zexy..." Demyx said with a sigh, rubbing his back gently. "I don't see how you can puke so much, with the little bit of food you eat..."
Zexion felt somewhat relieved, if not a tad bulimic. He merely sipped water, curled up under a blanket as Demyx wrapped his arm around him. "I prefer not to ask," he replied. "Sorry... I have a rather weak stomach." These were the times he wished he could just bury himself in a pit on the earth... which was so far away... his eyes turned towards the window and he sighed. "I dislike flying."
"Aww..."
"Dislike this entire school break. I have a purpose when I'm learning. But on breaks... what am I to do with myself, Demyx?"
His boyfriend stared at him for a moment, then felt his forehead. "Zexy... you don't get out much. Didn't Axel teach you anything?" He frowned for a second when Zexion merely blinked. "Have fun for a change! We're going to have fun, and you're going to like it."
Zexion sighed. "I have fun when I'm at school--"
"But that's lame. We're gonna have the cool fun where you get out and do exciting things! One-Winged Angel's going to be having a concert, and you can watch Sephiroth and Kadaj pull off some wicked guitar chords!"
Demyx was brimming with excitement, and Zexion could only sigh. He drank a bit more water, but sighed after a few seconds.
"Zexy, you still look kinda pale," Demyx commented after half an hour.
Zexion sighed. "I apologize. I'm often pale," he replied, flipping open his book. He attempted reading, pulling out one of the four novels he brought and flipping it open, but he dropped it soon after when he felt an odd rising inside him. Setting it back in his bag, he crossed his arms and pouted. "This is horrid... I absolutely despise plane rides."
"I'm sorry..." Demyx looked down for a moment, as if thinking for a little, then stopped and unclipped his seatbelt. "Stay here, okay? I'm gonna go get you some more water."
Though Zexion was sure Demyx could've called for one of the stewardesses, he didn't bother speak on it, and merely stared out of the window. Five minutes passed before Demyx finally returned with a bottle of water. He handed it to Zexion.
"There!"
"What took so long?" he asked.
Demyx grinned sheepishly. "Sorry... kinda couldn't find them," he said calmly. "But drink up."
Sighing, Zexion unscrewed the lid and sipped the water. It was somewhat on the chalky side, as if it had been warm... or old. Who knew. It wasn't a brand of purified water he had tasted before, so he dismissed it on the company. Once finished, he looked up to see Demyx smiling at him.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Somewhat..." Zexion stared for a moment, then glanced away.
Demyx pulled him close and hugged him. "Okay... good, get better faster! Because we're gonna have fun, and you gotta be happy for that!"
"Happy..."
Zexion wasn't sure what was going on, but he felt oddly tired. With a soft yawn, he curled up close to Demyx, and within seconds, he was asleep.
His dream was a rather strange one. He was little, playing on the beach, and he reached for a shell. But before he could grab it, Demyx called for him. Looking up, he saw Demyx playing his sitar and his 'infamous love song', as the girls called it, on the waves. Zexion turned behind him to see Naminé smiling and waving him off, so he turned and dove into the water. Once again nineteen years of age, he continued to move about, until he realized he couldn't swim.
Demyx's hands were soon shifting him, and he blinked open his eyes to find himself leaning on Demyx, the older one trying to fasten his seatbelt. He murmured something, not even sure he was speaking intelligibly, and soon yawned.
A black blanket came over his head, and he was soon struggling through a pile of black toys, trying to fight his way to the surface. Demyx was singing, voice muddled, and his face came into view for a brief second, smiling and speaking slowly, before he vanished into waves. And soon, Zexion was floating, arms unable to be moved as he drifted tiredly about. Drifting... drifting...
Actually, it felt rather nice. Then... that sharp pain to the side of his head, and he murmured a cry of pain...
Things slowly faded into view. He wasn't drifting anymore, but rather, stationary, on something soft.
Ocean...
"I didn't think I put that much in his water!" Demyx's voice drifted into his ears.
He could feel Demyx holding onto him tightly, a dull throbbing on the left side of his head. Demyx kissed him gently, then sighed and held tighter.
"It was an accident, Axel!" the blond continued.
Axel made a laughing noise in response. "Why'd you drug him to begin with? He's gonna be completely pissed when he gets up..."
"He didn't feel good... and I wanted to help him sleep! I didn't think he'd sleep so long, though..."
"Well, you did put more than the normal dosage..."
"Only half a dosage more! To make sure it worked... and all by accident!" Demyx's soft whimper was soon drowned out by a groan, Zexion's way of announcing to the world that he was awake and unhappy. "Zexy...? You fully awake yet?" Demyx asked quickly.
Zexion barely blinked open his eyes, staring tiredly upward at Demyx. "Wuh 'appun'd?" he murmured tiredly. "Why's... so brigh'..."
Demyx stared up in shock, and Axel laughed again. "Demyx put sleep-aids in your water."
"Di'... wuh?" he murmured. He knew this was barely considered intelligent speech, but he didn't care. Too groggy. Their words weren't connecting well to his ears, and even as he heard them, he didn't understand. Demyx spoke again, but Zexion couldn't translate it. His eyes fluttered closed, and he fell asleep once more. Later, he woke in the hotel, and Demyx went on in a dramatic style about how he had been forced to carry Zexion and both of their bags to the car, but he was happy when Tidus's friend's yacht came to drive them over to their islands.
"We're on islands?" Zexion inquired.
Demyx nodded and grinned brightly. "Oh, yes, and they're so very lovely!" he answered, jumping over to the bed. Cheerfully, he hopped to sit next to Zexion, grinning. "Wakka's so great. He works at the hotel, so we get free room service. Isn't that great?"
Zexion tiredly rubbed his eyes. "We're at the hotel?"
Comprehension skills were at an all-time low. He was sure he remembered more like this on the day he became a murderer. He yawned, and was starting to wish that Demyx had just left him to suffer those six extra hours on the plane. Just how long had he been asleep, anyway?
"DemDem?" he called softly.
Demyx leaned over and grinned sheepishly. "You look really sleepy still, I'm sorry... wanna go down to dinner or catch some more Zzzz's?"
Still hyper... Zexion sighed, dropping his head on Demyx's shoulder as he yawned. "Your hyperactivity scares me," he murmured.
"But Zexy..."
"I'm used to it."
He wasn't. Not in this shape. Demyx was so uncommonly hyper it wasn't funny. And to an almost-inconherent Zexion, it wasn't very comfortable at all. He sighed as Demyx took his hands and kissed his fingers playfully, trying to wake himself more. He knew Demyx wouldn't be slowing down anytime soon--Jet-lag didn't exist in the boy's vocabulary--so he'd just have to wake himself up more.
They had dinner downstairs with Axel, Roxas, Tidus, and Wakka--a tall, tanned male with interesting red hair--at the restaurant in the hotel, and Zexion could barely focus on eating. Demyx would have ended up feeding him again if he hadn't insisted on holding his own silverware. Axel and Roxas chose to explore, and Wakka led Tidus and Demyx on a grand tour about the hotel, to distract the blond long enough for Zexion to catch another nap.
It only lasted around half an hour, as Zexion found himself incapable of sleeping any longer, when Demyx burst in, an unhappy expression on his face. Zexion spun around, and being the nice, caring individual he could be when he felt like, he asked what was wrong.
And Demyx pounced on him, clung, and began to whine. "Tidus and Wakka ditched me!" he whined. "Wakka was called off and Tidus ran away, and then I got lost and I just found my way back!"
Zexion sighed. "It's okay... you're here now." He pet Demyx's hair gently, then kissed his forehead. "Don't worry... we'll hang out, okay?"
"But you're not sleepy?" Demyx asked, lifting his head. Zexion was only vaguely aware that Demyx was now straddling him and keeping him pressed against the pillows, but he seemed completely oblivious to it. "I thought you were still sleepy." His head tilted to the side curiously.
"Can't sleep," Zexion replied.
Demyx blinked, looking at him for a moment. "Hmm... okay, let's go to the beach!"
"Tonight?"
"Yes, tonight!" Demyx grinned, standing up. Leaning down, he hooked his arms underneath Zexion's and pulled the smaller one up. "There, upsie-daisy!"
Zexion's eyes narrowed. "I'm not six, you know..." he said dully.
Demyx grinned. "I know! You're Zexy and you act six... because you're nineteen and you don't get out enough. Axel could only go so far... but me, Zexy"--he picked Zexion up, slinging him over one shoulder easily--"I just can't let you lock me out!"
Zexion sighed. "Put me down... I'll walk, if that's okay with you."
"Nuh-uh!" Demyx whined. "Wanna carry you!" He grinned, pinching one of Zexion's calves. The smaller one kicked at him, and he grinned. "Okay, okay... piggy-back ride, you like those?"
Zexion wanted to say no, but he just couldn't. He preferred piggy-back rides to carrying. His brother used to carry him around all the time, and Zexion would grin and pull his hair. Of course, he didn't plan on pulling Demyx's hair. Demyx helped him to his back, swinging him in circles for a little before walking about happily.
"Yay! Zexy's gonna go catch some waves!" Demyx said cheerfully.
And Zexion blinked. "Who said I was going swimming? It's late!"
By the time they reached the beach, it seemed a bit too late to actually dive in. Plus, Zexion didn't feel like getting his jeans wet. He and Demyx ended up walking barefoot along the shore. Fingers entwined, they strolled together, silence broken only by the sound of the waves and Demyx's humming.
"Demyx..." Zexion whispered.
Demyx looked down calmly. "What is it, Zexy? Sleepy again?"
"No..." He looked down for a moment. "Do you... do you really love me?"
From there, Demyx paused and frowned slightly, moving to stand in front of him. "Why do you ask?" he questioned. "I already told you... love you, love you lots. What's wrong?"
His chest felt tight. Constricting, not quite so painful, but it left him breathless. At the peace of the ocean, the reflection of the crescent moon on the sand, Demyx holding onto his hand tightly. He didn't want this to end... he knew it would, it could, but it hurt him. The thought of it ending brought pain...
Zexion stared at the sand. "I... just feel... it's just weird, Demyx. I'm just afraid this time will pass, and you won't be there... but I can't imagine being anywhere without you." His eyes began to prickle, and he shut them tightly, trying to avoid looking at Demyx. "I... just..."
"Zexion, I will never leave you, okay?" Demyx replied.
Zexion was soon moved into that calm, warm embrace, and he found himself bursting into tears as Demyx held him tightly, whispering to him that everything would be okay. And Zexion was starting to believe him.
Maybe Aerith was right. Maybe this was love. Or the sleep-aids had some wicked side effects. Either way, he didn't like these tears.
"Demyx..."
"Love you..." Demyx whispered in his ear.
Zexion sniffled softly, burying his face into Demyx's shoulder as he responded, "Love you, too..."
.xxi. end .xxi.
Yay!
Z omk! Tonight is my Senior Prom! I get to wear my pretty pink princess dress (scared yet?) and my date is the guy who took me last year to his. Then we're having a dorky afterparty, watching Asians kill Asians whether using paper or weapons from angry teachers who got stabbed in the leg (Battle Royale and Death Note, anyone?)
The biggest thanks, again, to my dear violin-playing Axel, aka Eyes-of-Crimson, cuz I know that without her brainpower on a nine-hour bus ride, I would not know how to finish this story. So yeah, you guys, read her stuff cuz it's cute and I love her and this is one shameless plug!
Then make Mentaru feel loved cuz she's been semi-emotional-meltdown lately and her mommy blames her friend for her physics teacher's problems. Yeah... plus, she likes JO, and is angsty. -giggle- And I luffs her too, she's my Co-Dictator!
Quote!
"Oh,
so just because I have a gaydar, you automatically assume I'm gay.
Bloody tart."
-Bakura,
YGOTAS (by
LittleKuriboh!)
Just so ya know, you guys are totally taking all the best ones! Kinda funny, teehee. I'm converting people to this too...
:Darkness Princess.
