b u i Part III – Sexy Zexy? /u /i /b
After we had caught up to the others and walked for what seemed like hours, just peeping into random stores every now and then, I had to look back on what I had said to Axel. I told him how confused I was, how the emotions where making it even more difficult. How something was just missing from everything.
How I couldn't stop i thinking /i .
Shit, my head hurt so bad from just i thinking /i all…the…damn…time!
I wasn't even positive that I wanted to know about my past, anymore! I just wanted my brain to stop throbbing from all the rummaging it had done in the last few days.
When I began to show physical signs of my need to stop the pain (holding my head, and scrunching my brows), it was Demyx, who had pulled up beside me, that took quick notice and turned to face me.
"Gippy, what's wrong?" the blonde's voice was laced with concern as he forced us to a stop. Too much concern.
"My… head…" I trailed off. Ok, the ache was growing. This couldn't be coming from all the thinking I had done. No way. This needle-like pain was too intense, and it was all too quickly increasing. There was a weird smell in the air, and I held on tighter to my hair with both hands. My face was swallowed in an insane wince.
"W-huh?! Gipxeon?! A-Axel, Roxas! Something's wrong with Number XIV!!" I could barely hear the alarm at my friend's yelling for the other two to come back, because they hadn't noticed the two of us stop walking.
Everything was beginning to spin in weird colors; some I had never even seen before. My mind was beginning to flutter off, like a dying leaf caught in the wind. I was starting to feel slightly hysterical. It all felt somewhat familiar. I remember mumbling something, my feet leaving the ground, and Demyx's distant voice telling someone to hang on. Everything sort of… faded out around the edges into darkness after that.
i 'How did you like that little display back there?'
What the hell did you do to me?!
'Just trying to find an interesting way to be able to talk to you, dear.'
What?! I don't want to talk to you! And don't call me that.
'Too bad, because I'm here now and you need another good lecture before I let you go.'
No. I refuse to discuss anything with you.
'HA! Its not like you have a ch-' /i
"Are you sure we shouldn't have called an ambulance, or something? Or even gotten Vexen to look at her?"
"Jeez, calm down man. Some idiot probably had some creepy, deadly, and illegal drug out somewhere around. I'm pretty sure she gets like that around toxic stuff, which is the reason she gets all pissed when I smoke. It just got worse because the drug was so strong."
"Oh my gaawwd, Axel, imagine what would happen if she ever got drunk!"
The voices had awakened me some time ago without their noticing, but I couldn't help but chuckle at what the Demyx-sounding tone had said. Though, I probably should have just lain still instead of turning around in the bed because there was a lot of shuffling and, before I could realize what was happening, I was being smothered by a very tall, slightly muscled body.
"Demyx?" I grunted when I finally unlatched him from my waist. Axel was standing beside my bed, while the blonde had his knees folded underneath him and he was sitting next to me. Roxas was sitting up in a chair by the nearby window. "What the hell happened?"
"Well, you said your head was bothering you, then you got this weird… blank look on your face. Before I knew it, you had just fallen over backwards!"
Axel butted in, looking utterly delighted that I was ok, "Dem had already called us over. Roxas got to you first and caught you before you hit the ground. Oh! And Demmy said you muttered something."
"Yeah! Right before you keeled over, you said in this barely audible, raspy voice 'Sleep'." –my eyes widened; I knew where that statement had come from- "I nearly had a heart attack."
I forced my body to sit up, the soft feeling of the thin, light blue sheets sliding down my legs. Even after the description of pain my friends had given me, I was feeling completely fine; almost like I had just awoken from a surreal dream. I flicked my amber tinged eyes to Roxas, who was gazing at me but still unmoving. "Roxas? What the freak, dude, why're you so quiet? You wouldn't shut up at the parlor."
"You scared the fucking shit out of me, Gipxeon…" He frowned and looked away.
I didn't see that coming. Neither did Axel. He leaned up and looked over at Roxas, "Whoa. I've never heard something like i that /i come out of your mouth before, Rox."
"She's like a big sister to me, ok? I was just so worried that something had happened to her." Roxas muttered. I turned my attention back to Demyx as the redhead went to cuddle the other blonde.
"What's the time?"
"It's almost five-thirty in the morning."
"What?! How long was I asleep?"
"Well, you've been out cold since 3 o'clock yesterday."
I fell back onto my pillow and groaned, commencing to rub my eye sleepily with my left hand. Demyx, still sitting on the bed, let his head also fall onto the empty space next to me, nestling it up at my side above my hip. I ran my fingers through his weirdly shaped, dirty blonde hair.
Demyx and I shared such a close friendship; we had so many people point out that we should be a couple. I could imagine that, but he was still too perfect as a friendly companion. He had his annoying moments, but my Demmy was always there for me when I needed him and the other way around.
I felt him poke me gently in the side. He was grinning widely at me, his head sitting up again now. "Want something to eat? I'm sure I could make something up quick…"
"No. I'm not hungry. But I do want to get up and move around a bit. Wanna come along, Dem?"
He nodded happily, and bid Axel and Roxas good-bye as they vanished into a gloomy threshold. I groggily got up, gathered up some new, clean clothes, and changed in my bathroom. I came out messing with my hair as I approached Demyx. He, being the odd delight he is, patted it down roughly when I got near.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you: apparently we got a new member sometime in the middle of the night. I haven't met her yet, but Xigbar says she's real shady so far." He piped up as we wandered down the hallways. I was shoeless, stepping lightly on the ball of my feet, my heels about and inch from the ground, but he had on a speckled pair of blue Converse.
"Cool. Maybe we'll meet her while we walk." Although, I really didn't care at the moment about meeting anyone new. I was watching the 'uncolorful' floor spin past as I moved.
The journey through the white castle was very quiet. Weird for Demyx, I know. I suppose he picked up on the fact that I just didn't feel like speaking presently and walked silently next to me. But he did entertain himself by taking my hand every now and then and swinging it loftily through the air a few times, making me chuckle. i He's so easily amused. /i
We where passing by the library when I heard the raised voices.
"Get away from me, Larxene."
Oh crap, not her again. I rolled my eyes and cut our path to the large, elegantly carved doors. Fortunately, they were open and I could see clearly inside.
Another of my good friends, Zexion, was sitting on a small seat, flipping through an extremely thick book, his amethyst hair falling into his face. He was looking extremely pissed. Leaning over behind him, with her face twisted in a smug grin, was the cockroach-looking Larxene.
"Aw, but don't you want to put that stupid book down and hang out with me?" She said in her sickly girly voice.
"No, in fact, I don't. Just because Axel turned gay on you doesn't mean you can try and get down i my /i pants." I wondered, then, if I should go in and help out poor Zexion before things got out of hand, but a dark shadow looming at one of the shelves closest to him caught my eye. I couldn't help but look at it, but instead of a shadow, there was a girl about my age watching me. She flicked her eyes over to Larxene, and then waved her hand in a silent signal to stay put. I nodded in understanding, and locked my arm around Demyx's as we stood there.
"Who said I wanted up your pants just yet, Zexy? I just wanna cuddle for now."
Zexion slammed his book shut with a loud thunk and stood up, turning to face Larxene with a deep air of loathing. "What the hell do you want from me? Why would I want to do anything with you around? Get away from me."
Larxene got up and walked over to him, putting one hand on her hip and the other reaching up to flick away some of Zexion's hair. He smacked it away roughly. "Ow! C'mon, you can't say you don't want me too. I want you to see my pretty face." She had a smug grin on her face.
"Why would anyone want to look at you?" I was startled to hear the voice of the orange haired girl as she pushed herself forwards. "You look like some sort of bunny eared, dolphin voiced… bug."
"What?! You stay out of this, you little shrimp! This is between me and Sexy Zexy here." He winced as if hurt by the pet name.
"Don't you call him names he doesn't approve of, bitch. Get away from him." Larxene didn't like that at all and turned to face the younger girl.
"Excuse me? You're the one saying no nicknames. Don't you tell me what to do, I'll get as close as I want to Zexion."
The girl had closed in to the yellowed haired woman, and, at Larxene's retort, slapped her clear across the face. It made a sickening sound, and I wouldn't have been surprised if Number XII's skin hadn't been smeared off.
The next thing I know, the girl and Larx had flung themselves at each other and where rolling on the ground. I didn't see any blows being thrown, but by the yelps and screams coming from the flurry, I knew there was something happening. Zexion just stood there, shocked and not knowing what to do. I had rushed over to them by now, and so had Demyx. He managed to snatch Larxene by the hood of her cloak, and lock her arms by her sides. I struggled with the other girl but was able to grab hold of her neck and keep her still on the ground by sitting on the redhead's stomach.
"Get that idiot out of here!" I commanded Dem roughly, who nodded and struggled to take a bloody nosed Larxene out of the library before anymore damage could be done. The one I had pinned was silent, but stared at me with an intense death glare. I gave the look right back.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I loosened my grip on her neck, but kept her still. I noticed there was a bruise welling around her eye and a small hint of blood was forming at the corner of her mouth. "I guess you're the new person, or you would have stayed clear of Larxene. You should never pick a fight with her; she might end up killing you!"
"I was getting sick of her messing with Zexion. I'm not putting up with it." Her voice was tougher than it had been moments before. At the sound of his name, the Schemer came and kneeled down beside us.
"You should have just let me taken care of her, she bothers everyone. I know how to handle myself." He said weakly.
"What's your name, girl?" I asked.
"Moxina, and unless you want another fight, I suggest you keep comments like that to yourself."
I growled, "Seeing as I'm of a higher rank than you, I'll call you what I like. Now get off the ground and go clean yourself up before the Superior comes down here and tells us all off." I unstraddled her and stood, huffing in annoyance and moving quickly to the door where Demyx now stood, Larxene-less. I turned and waved briskly at Zexion and Moxina, who was next to him.
As I met up with Dem, I heard the new girl say something,
"Would you like some help?"
Zexion spoke, "No, I'd rather just be left alone right now."
There was a hurt silence.