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"I knew I shouldn't have followed him," Demyx panted as he climbed another set of stairs. "Just where is he anyways?"

He had been following Axel since he came here, but lost sight of him after his encounter with a local and some Heartless. And now Demyx was up in some high cliff next to some darkened caves so far with no signs of his companion.

He stood with his hands on his knees not daring to lift up his hood as he felt a presence near him. "Ax—el?"

A grin plastered on a pale faced man, he was tall with draping silver hair. His eyes were a type of green he had never seen. There was something funny about this guy, not counting the fact that he had one wing protruding out of his back.

"Evening, Nobody," he said. "My there are so many of you wandering around here…"

"Many of us?" Demyx questioned feeling himself being maneuvered towards the edge of the cliff he was currently standing on.

"Of course, I just spoke to one of you a few minutes ago," he said.

"About—"

"That is not your concern," Sephiroth smiled. "You seem a bit cowardly to me though. What made you have the guts to come around here?"

Demyx cleared his throat. "Look, I ha-have to be going now."

His exit was blocked by a gleaming sword. The length of it terrified Demyx. The blond turned slowly towards the ex general and blinked.

Can this day get any worse? Demyx wondered.

"I'm curious to know why the Organization is after Sora," Sephiroth asked smoothly. "Not that I'm that concerned about the affairs of the worlds…"

"The Organization isn't really—" he shut himself up. "Look, I can't really reveal much, but I can tell you that—um, that um…"

Sephiroth leaned closer to Demyx and the blond felt rather violated of his personal space.

"Well—you see," Demyx stuttered feeling his blood begin to set on fire due to his close proximity of Sephiroth's smile.

"I don't see anything," he responded to the blonde's nervous rabble. "I can tell I will learn nothing from you, but then again I never truly cared."

Demyx let out the breath he was holding and saw Sephiroth head into the nearby cave. The Nobody watched almost bemused as Sephiroth walked with an attitude that certainly betrayed his form. It appeared as though Sephiroth was floating rather than walking with each leg taking a careful but long stride.

He looks rather aristocratic, he thought.

He yelped as Sephiroth turned and caught his eyes. Demyx scrambled away through a portal at the sight of the other man's frown fearing his back would be torn to pieces.

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Demyx scurried about the castle peeping through doors. He walked awkwardly down each corridors whistling idly when someone would come out to stare at him.

Up ahead of him he saw the faint distinction of Xemnas entering a large room. Demyx opened his mouth to yell out to him, but a hand had been placed over his mouth and he was pulled effortlessly into a room, which surprisingly belonged to him.

"Not getting any ideas now are we, Demyx?" hissed a familiar voice.

"Axel," the blond sighed. "I was out all night looking for you! You really have gone mad?"

"I have not gone mad," Axel responded slowly.

Axel turned to lock the door all the time keeping his hand placed firmly on the other man's shoulder. His eyes flared with an emotion Demyx had never seen. Demyx coughed trying to get comfortable in his own room. His fingers twisted into his hair as he stared at all the patterns on the marbled floor.

"I thought I made myself clear, Demyx," the redhead whispered. "Do not interfere in my plans. You cause me great discomfort just stating that you followed me to Hallow Bastion."

"You were hurt," Demyx hissed. "I would not have let you go when you were bleeding all over the place, Axel!"

The stunning remark made Axel's eyes widen then he began to laugh. He started with a soft chuckle then erupted in a stomach clutching laughter.

"What?" demanded Demyx. "What's so damn funny!"

"You are," grinned Axel. "I never thought you could care."

Demyx raised his hands as if to slap Axel then decided that he was right. He did care, but he didn't feel like he cared. Yet, knowing that he had no heart did not stop him from going to Hallow Bastion to stop him.

"I don't want to even be reminded of what I am to you, Axel," the blond muttered.

How can I, when all you think about is Roxas, Demyx finished in his mind.

"I have somewhere to be right now," Axel muttered suddenly and he pulled his hood over his perfectly spiked back flaming hair.

Demyx didn't have to ask. He knew the comfort level of his room had risen to a point where no one would stand to be in. It always ended like this. He would confront Axel with a Roxas related issue and end up in a stubble hint of affection from his part and Axel would turn tail and run.

Why Demyx did this, he did not know. All that he did know was that he was feeling an emotion close to love for the other man, but he could never reveal it. And although Axel had been given several slight hints, this moment was the only time he had admitted defeat.

Axel would always love Roxas, even as he lost all memories, even as he is Sora's Nobody.

"How utterly strange," Demyx whispered as Axel closed the door behind him. "I feel the need to stop this Sephiroth person."

He breathed evenly. He should have told Xemnas he would have advised him better, but Axel's wrath was great. All Demyx would do was be consumed by Axel's fire. What was he truly to that man; he would only know by protecting him. Also, the blond admitted to himself the main reason for his feeling, jealousy.

And that is why Demyx opened up that portal that led to Sephiroth's cave and that is why he cast out his many fears for that silver haired beauty.

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The dark cave reminded him too much of Hades' lair and his own encounter with that mousey kid. He hated this Sora person. Demyx coughed as his hands brushed up against cobwebs. He also steered clear of the strange glowing objects around the cave. They looked like tiny bombs to him.

"Hello?" Demyx called out. "Sephiroth, sir, you in here?"

Silence washed over him and the essence of impatience filled him.

The blond found himself walking into a narrow passage that opened up to a darkly lit room. The illumination was from exactly five candle stands. The soft fire blazed a deep red that was more tainted than Axel's flames. These were lifeless flames that danced. They too reminded him of his state of being.

He heard footsteps sound nearby and Demyx slid behind a rock formation as he listened closely.

"What is it with your kind and showing up tonight?" growled Sephiroth as he pulled Demyx out of his hiding and threw him against another wall.

The blond carried himself back up and gaped at the taller man. "I came here to ask you a favor."

"Another one!" the man boomed. "Get out of my cave before I kill you and feed you to the Heartless!"

"I'm sorry—I," Demyx muttered he really didn't like being this close to Sephiroth. "I wanted to say that whatever my friend asked, not to do it."

Sephiroth arched an eyebrow at him.

"I—I'll do anything you ask of me!" Demyx stammered on. "Anything." and he lowered his hood to reveal a set of dazzling eyes.

He knew what Sephiroth wanted, he saw the way he eyed him. And Demyx knew the minute the one winged angel saw him there was a certain sexual curiosity even though he had never seen Demyx's face until now.

"Funny," Sephiroth said grinning. "That's exactly what the other one said. But, he did offer an army at my command which I can use…"

"I can give you an army," Demyx chimed in. "I can create water clones that will fight for you."

"I prefer strong Nobodies instead, but clones are alright I suppose, but I won't be satisfied with that," he moved closer to Demyx. "What else will this 'anything' include?"

"Me," Demyx whispered and he leaned his lips towards the other man's neck and ghostly ran his free hands about Sephiroth's back. "My body—whatever you desire…"

Demyx had always given off this sensual aura that attracted even the emotionless of beings. Sephiroth as hardened and cold as he appeared was not much of a match for Demyx's slight seduction. Still, he was stronger than Demyx and for that he had to be aware that he was also fairly intelligent.

"What a bargain," Sephiroth hissed as he grasped Demyx by the back of his neck and brought their faces close. "I'll take what army you give me, and I will take you as a personal toy until I bore of you."

"So you'll not do as he wishes?" Demyx asked running a hand cuatiosly on the silver haired man's back.

"I won't do it, his offer wasn't as interesting as this one," Sephiroth whispered then kissed the shaking blond.

Demyx shook despite himself. Pure power radiated through Sephiroth as he kissed him possessively. There was nothing tender as his hand wound his way to his neck. They broke apart long enough for Demyx to shudder.

What have I gotten myself into…