I forgot this in the Behind The Scenes chapter, but I might as well upload this. Me and Alec in Demyx and Zexion cosplay did a little short music video to the song, "Faith" by George Michael as well as another one to "One Way Or Another" by Blondie. We filmed them but we aren't able to upload them yet, so here's a little blooper thing and little bits and pieces of the videos.

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Demyx stood on top of a bed in a pair of black dress pants, a black belt, a white collared button-down shirt kept open with a black suit jacket over, black sunglasses perched on his nose. He nodded at where the camera was set up, a song starting to play from the stereo against the wall.

"Well I guess it would be nice," the song sang, Demyx mouthing the words right along with it, "if I could touch your body, I know not everybody, has got a body like you." He motioned with a single finger, Zexion coming up on the bed with the same outfit on as the blonde except his shirt was black instead of white. Zexion reached around the blonde, slowly pulling off his belt and throwing it to the floor.

"But I've got to think twice," Demyx mouthed, pushing slightly on the shorter's chest, "before I give my heart away. And I know all the games you play, because I play them, too." Zexion came back, pulling lightly on the blonde's collar.

"Oh but I," Zexion mouthed, Demyx's hands coming around to pull his belt off, "need some time off from that emotion, time to pick my heart up off the floor."

"And when that love comes down," they both mouthed, Zexion's hands coming around to rest on the taller's hips, pushing down lightly on his pants, "without devotion. Well it takes a strong man, baby, but I'm showing you the door." They pushed each other away before coming back together again. "'Cause I gotta have faith."

"Baby," Demyx continued, Zexion pushing his jacket off and tossing it to the floor beside their belts, "I know you're asking me to stay. Say please, please, please, don't go away. You say I'm giving you the blues."

"Maybe," Zexion continued, his jacket joining the slowly growing pile on the floor, "you mean every word you say." He moved a hand to run down the blonde's face, stopping on his chin. "Can't help but think of yesterday, and another who tied me down to loverboy rules."

"Before this river," they mouthed together, Zexion ridding them both of their pants to leave them in shirts, sunglasses, and light blue boxers for Demyx, black for himself, "becomes an ocean. Before you throw my heart back on the floor. Oh baby I reconsider, my foolish notion. Well I need someone to hold me. But I'll wait for something more…"

Zexion and Demyx moved closer, their mouths a couple centimeters away but not touching as the music paused itself. "Yes, I gotta have faith," Demyx mouthed as the song ended, Zexion turning him to lean against the wall, his eyes closed.

*****BLOOPERS!!!!!*****

"Take 1," Demyx said, holding up one finger to the camera from his place on the bed. Zexion turned to look at the camera, giving it a thumbs up and a goofy smile. "This will not be our last take."

"Why not?" Zexion asked, leaning back in his chair as he waited for his time to come in.

"It took us 12 tries to get down 30 seconds of Zemyx Time," Demyx replied. "We can't do this in just one take."

"Betcha 10 bucks we can," Zexion bargained.

"Deal," Demyx said. Zexion stood up and walked over to the bed quickly. The two spit on their own hands and shook each others hand in a swear.

"And no trying to fail," Zexion added, moving back to his seat.

"Damn," the blonde muttered.

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"Take 53," Zexion laughed, falling back on the bed.

"Zexion doesn't have a chest," Demyx whined at the camera, fixing his shirt in the mirror behind it. "He's not a girl. You don't know how much this hurts!"

"Suck it up," Zexion muttered.

"Don't make me hit you," the blonde mumbled, fixing the right side for the third time in the last 5 minutes.

"And for those of you that are wondering…" Zexion hopped off the bed and walked over to Demyx, pulling down the right side of the shirt, "…masking tape!"

"Nature's great equalizer," Demyx added, nodding and smiling.

"Better than duct tape for this," Zexion said, letting Demyx fix his shirt again.

"Hurts less, too," the blonde muttered, giving his shirt one final tug. "Let's start again."

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"Well I need someone to hold me. But I'll wait for something more…"

Zexion and Demyx moved closer, their mouths a couple centimeters away but not touching as the music paused itself. "Yes, I gotta have faith," Demyx mouthed as the song ended.

Zexion took hold of his arm and spun him around before sending him into a low dip, bringing him back up close to him. "You been practicing ballroom dancing, Zexy?" Demyx asked, laughing as another song started up on the stereo. The blonde's arms came up to wrap around the slate-haired teen's neck, the shorter's arms coming to rest on the taller's hips to bring them closer than they were.

"Only for you, Dem," Zexion laughed, a smile on his face. "Only for you."

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Hope that made sense. If not, well…it was kinda fun to write!! If you haven't done it before, trust me. Binding your chest back without the use of bandages (which is what I usually do when I cosplay as Demyx) hurts like hell!!! R & R please!!!!