Demyx's POV
"Demyx…" uhh… god what the hell? Sigh, I hate my roommates. Except Roxas he's a cool kid. Heh, bet he got lucky last night at the party.
"…Demyx…" after all I gave him enough beer to supply a Saint Patrick's Day parade and still have enough for a after party he'd better have gotten some
"…Demyx…" it was a great idea to snag that rum bottle when I did. Man it was good! Wait am I hugging it right now? Yeah… yes I am… eh who cares I love this beer and I'm gonna give it a kiss.
"… what the fuck? Demyx get up already!..." geez that English accent is annoying. It sounds just like OGF! OW what the hell?
"…Demyx, get up." Oh no, it is him. My eyes now wide open I see one drunken, or maybe he's sober and that's why he's so mad, Englishmen glaring at me looking like a giant from my perspective.
"Ow… you kicked me in the stomach and…ULP!" have…to…resist…urge to…vomit. Ow damn why the hell is he doing this? Get your fucking foot off my head!
"I'm going to be blunt 'ere Demyx. In my room there was a box that I had in safe keeping…" Uh oh "…and in that box was a collection of various liquors, brandies, and Rum that… Oh you're hugging one aren't you?..." oh no no No! Ugh his boot is crushing my brains "…and the strangest thing happened when I got home. It wasn't there… care to explain why?" his voice is so frightening right now. I gotta get away. Ugh! "Stop trying to crawl away and tell me where my beer is"
"I-I can't"
"You'd better tell me where it is Demyx if I don't have it I'm going to die"
"Aren't you exaggerating just a bit… OW!" UGGGGGGHHH my head, MY HEAD!"
"Ok your funeral then"
"WHAT!" if I knew that he was going to go this crazy i wouldn't have stole that box for Roxas.
OH DEAR GOD THE PAIN…!
Meanwhile just outside their humble abode
A large puff of black smoke appeared on the lawn of their home and out of it came a thin man with spikey red hair wearing tight black jeans a red under shirt with a unbuttoned formal black shirt that was a little wrinkled and scuffed. A sigh went through the air before the dark corridor disappeared and revealed this person's expression… he looked happy.
"Man I can't remember the last time I've felt this good…" He said as he slowly walked toward his home, cherishing the last few moments before he entered it and had to deal with his roomies. "… I swear I think Larxy's the one. I'd love to wake up to her every morning, smiling in my face and then I'd smile back" He said thinking aloud as he opened the door, officially ending his night of fun. "Guy's I'm back!" he proclaimed as he took off his shoes
"OH GOD STOP!"
"Huh?" the red head asked aloud as he got his left shoe off. 'that sounded like Demyx'
"Last chance pot head where Is it?"
"I TOLD YOU I WAS HOLDING THAT FOR XIGBAR! OW!" he walked slowly into the next room hearing the repeated sound of something being beaten against the wall coinciding with a loud 'OW'. When he fully entered the room he nearly dropped his jaw at the sight beheld. Luxord was hurling a giant die with Demyx's face on it at the wall like it was a bouncy ball. The blond brittan looked pissed off, like red hot growling glaring pissed.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Luxord glanced over at him once then quickly went back to bashing the diced nocturne.
"Beating this bloak till he tells me what he did with my liquor!"
"AHHHH! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AXEL STOP HIM!" D emyx pleaded on the verge of tears. Ok, while he will admit that Demyx on occasion may deserve something like the punish Luxord is giving him he had to help him.
Only because he was innocent until proven otherwise
He walked over to the angry british man and grabbed onto his arm before he hit Demyx onto the wall again. Luxord glared at Axel and was about to turn him into a card before Axel clamped tighter onto his wrist and began to burn the flesh off his arm, making him yell out in pain
"Lux calm down or I'll make this worse" He said sternly as Demyx rolled off to the side
"And change me back!"
"Not until I get my…AHHHH!" he yelled out in pain as Axel fulfilled his threat
"Do it" Luxord growled at the pyro before he stretched out his free hand and with the snap of his fingers turned the die back into the mullet headed sitarist that everyone had grown to tolerate.
The instant he turned back into himself, Demyx bent over and threw up. Both from the rum he drank and the harsh treatment he was dealt. Just seeing that made Axel want to barf, but he pushed back the need to and cautiously let go of Luxord's arm
"Don't go psycho on us again. Now what happened?". Luxord rubbed the now tanned area of his arm, thankfull it was only that and not something worse, and took a breath before speaking
"In my room there was a box that contained various alcoholic drinks. Gathered from various worlds, Port royal rum, Saki from the land of dragons, candied snoops from Halloween town, Arak from Agrabah, the list goes on" Axel looked at him with surprise painted all over his face. Sure he knew Luxord but didn't even knew about this box until now. Hell he hadn't even heard of that last drink.
Demyx stood completely up once he was feeling better. He wiped off the edges of his mouth then cleared his throat
"I'll clean that up later… Anyway when he got home he saw me passed out with a rum bottle in my hands and ASSUMED it was one of his!"
"I'LL GET YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" the loud drunk roared trying to claw his way over to Demyx. If it wasn't for Axel and his brightly burning hands fending him from going further
"Stop it Luxord. Demyx may I see the rum bottle?" Axel asked while pointing one of his burning hands at Luxord to keep him at bay.
"Uh… what would that accomplish I mean it was just some random rum bottle I pulled off the store and it wasn't even good so that would be…"
"Demyx stop bullshitting me and give me your rum so I can try to help you. Or would you rather I let Luxord have his way with you?" he said raising a eyebrow at the end of his sentence and gesturing toward the glaring Luxord.
"Uh… um…"
"You know what I'll get it myself" he said knowing that Demyx was just going to keep babbling nonsense. He walked past Demyx, who was starting to nervously sweat, and knelt down to grab the brown bottle to look it over. On it was something melded onto the glass saying 'port royal' and around it was a label that said 'property of Cap. Jack Sparrow'. Guess Luxord was a theif to. But that's far from the point. He stood up and looked at Demyx, who looked like he was literally about to piss his pants
"You defiantly stole from Luxord"
"Told you" the blonde man said as he pressed towards the 'idiotic' nocturne. Demyx could only quiver in fear and back his way slowly into a wall as he frantically apologized to Luxord who was arming to do his worst. But before he did Axel intervened one last time
"Hold it one second Lux…" He said then shifting his eyes toward Demyx "… Tell me where Roxas is and I might make Luxord take some pity on you?" he asked angrily as Demyx frantically spilled his guts
"He went to Kairi's house, they were throwing a party there and I gave him the boozes because he begged me and I also gave him some stereo equipment to be nice and PLEASE DON'T LET HIM KILL ME PLEASE!"
Seeing Demyx plead like that was just sad.
Axel took pity on him and kept to his word. He went over and whispered something into Luxord's ear to at least make sure he wouldn't leave any visible evidence of what he was about to do. Luxord sighed then brought out his hand
"Promise?" Axel grasped his hand a shoke it confidently
"Promise" Once he was assured that Luxord wasn't going to mortally hurt Demyx he bursted out of the house, still in his wrinkled clothes from last night, and ran for Kairi's place.
"Oh I hope he had fun. Cause that'll be that last he'll get for a long TIME!"
Oh how I love cliffhangers.
