Alright, so this story might be the best thing eva' :D So enjoy!!!!!! Teehee, Akuroku in this one. :
Zexion awoke to the alarm clock beeping violently in his ear, and the roar of thunder. He sat up happily and pulling up the shade, letting in the dark gloomy sunlight, rain drizzling down in the window. 'Thunder storm!' he thought happily, "My shift doesn't start for a few hours...' he climbed off his bed, ignoring the drawn out rumble of snores coming from the dangerous red head of a roommate, Axel, sprawled out on his bed the two shared. Pulling random jeans and a shirt from his bureau, pulling on his jeans. '8:00 jeeze... Only 20 more minutes before Axel has to be up and ready.' grinning evilly at his roommate sneaking over to his bed in the bedroom the two shard, poking at Axel's head hardly, the red head sniffled and wiped at his nose turning over to face the wall. Zexion frowned, but it was soon replaced with a smirk as he gripped Axel's pillow tightly, and ripped it out from under his head, smacking it over his face. "Rise and shine Axie!!!!!" he yelled to the man who was now flailing, before kicking Zexion in the arm, and pushing him away growling dangerously. "Don't do that or I'll burn that hair off your head!" he yelled standing up, he glanced at the clock, his eyes getting wide.
"ACK 20 MINUTES!" He yelled louder, grabbing a plain white shirt, and a pair of darkly tinted jeans, red and green streaks stained into the denim.
Zexion laughed, slipping his shirt over his head, and brushing his hair out from the rats nest it was in from the deep slumber he was in. He walked quickly out to the kitchen popping a bagel into the toaster, Axel wasn't allowed or he'd burn the house down.He smiled, remembering the time he had slept in and Axel had made breakfast. He awoke to the smell of smoke and a frustrated Axel shaking his shoulder "Zexion, Zexion wake up now the house is on fire!!!" he recalled Axel having to fix the kitchen and do all the laundry for a week. Axel was yelling at him from the shower, about keeping the alarm going instead of shutting it off. Zexion laughed, surely, imagining the look of anger in his friend's eyes, indeed he was glaring in Zexion's general direction, while quickly wiping conditioner out of his flaming red hair.
The water stopped, Axel climbed out scrubbing his body dry making the skin on his stomach and legs red, he threw his hair in a messy pony tail after brushing it out "Deal with that later..." he mumbled pulling up his tight skinny leg jeans, slipping the shirt over his head. He stomped out of the kitchen grabbing his smeared with paint smock off the hook and pulled it on, buttoning it up, and grabbed a side of the bagel him and Zexion shared every morning, smearing cream cheese on it grudgingly. He murmered to himself as Zexion snorted pulling on a thinn jacket finishing the bagel he was eating calmly on a stool.
"You're lucky you fixed my car in time or I'd make you walk." Zexion said amusingly as Axel scarfed down the slice of bagel before stepping into his dark blue sneakers running out the door into the rain. Zexion laughed following suit, putting on a pair of black sneakers. If Demyx were there, he might as well wear sneakers he didn't like. He heard the car horn go off loudly and laughed walking calmly out into the rain. He looked around, his neighborhood sucked, no one lived there, some old retired psychos did, but not hot girls... Or guys. He stopped at the car, and the door flung open, showing a very impatient Axel. "ZEX! WE HAVE 4 MINUTES!!!!" He yelled sticking the key into the ignition angrily as Zexion got into the drivers side.
"Great, now buckle up." He said buckling his seat belt and backing out of the drive way, only going a few miles above the limit.
They drove in silence, Axel tapping his knee with his index finger impatiently, glaring out the window, Zexion was smiling calmly, pulling into the art studio where Axel taught private art lessons. Axel jumped out of the car "Thanks man, see ya later, around 7ish..." Zexion nodded as Axel shut his door before running off, meeting a beautiful boy about two heads shorter than Axel, smiling softly. Axel threw an arm around the blond's neck casually and they walked in together, Axel probably already ranting about me to him, for he was laughing at him.
Zexion chuckled to himself and drove off, driving quickly to the street that no one walked on, the street he met the beautiful water lover that was Demyx. He got out of the car, letting the rain splash down onto his face and hair, soaking through his jacket to his shoulders.The street was abandoned. The place silent minus the soft pitter patter of rain hitting asphalt. He jumped almost falling back as a loud SLAM was heard down the street, echoing, bouncing from wall to wall. Then the loud thump of feet running away, towards him, Zexion took a few steps forward before stopping, Demyx, the happy fun-loving boy he met yesterday, was crying, and looked pretty pissed off. He was glaring up at a boy he recognized, a boy he worked with. 'What was his name again...' Zexion thought to himself, staring blankly, as the shaking Demyx was glaring at the cross eyed boy with bright prink hair. 'The man has bright pink hair for fucks sake how could I forget his name...' "Maluxia I'm sick of you!!!!!" Demyx yelled, angrily, Zexion felt a pang of anger sear through his heart, he balled his fists up, he made Demyx angry...
"I'm moving out this has happened far too many times! You RUINED my life!!!!!! I hate you!!!!" he was yelling hysterically now, as Marluxia eyed the boy sullenly. 'Is he drunk? He looked it... I hope he doesn't hurt Demyx.' Zexion thought, staring into the glaring eyes of the boy who's name he learned was Marluxia, 'That's right that was his name.'
"Demyx... I...I...I! am sorry!!!!" The boy yelled now, slurring his words together, and trudging down the stairs, making Demyx take a few cautious steps back. Zexion tensed up.
"You aren't you sick bastard! You broke my sitar! And you and your drunk ass have ruined me enough! So I'm going, I don't care if you want me around, you're never sober it's a shame you haven't gotten fired!!!!!!" Demyx was almost screaming now, he was crying, and his fists were balled up as Marluxia took a few more steps, closing the space between him and Demyx, he was growling now, Zexion knew from experience that wasn't the best sign of forgiveness.
"You're staying you hear!!!!" Marluxia yelled "Me and Luxord need some fun ya' know!!!" Zexion's eyes widened, he knew Demyx was blushing, the skin on his neck was darkening, as he took more steps back, only about 6 feet in front of Zexion. 'Why hasn't Marluxia noticed me? He probably cant even see Demyx.'
Demyx looked down, before turning around, the rain was soaking his hair down, from a weird style it was in, a sort of Mohawk, but loose strands of beautiful shining blond hair framed his face, but now it hung limp clinging to the side of his face. As he looked up, Zexion's beautiful blue eyes caught Demyx's green ones, and he looked scared, taking more steps forward. "Ze-Zexion... I-... You shouldn't stay to listen here..." Demyx said looking down at Zexion's face. Marluxia snorted taking a few strides down the stairs, stumbling down the last one onto the crumbling asphalt.
"Zexion eh? Don't you work with me?" He slurred, stepping past Demyx to Zexion, Marluxia stood 7 inches taller than Zexion leaving him to look up stubbornly at the drunken pink haired man. "Yes we do work together, and I can get you fired if you land another finger on him OR his possessions." Zexion said, Marluxia snorted amusingly and glared at Zexion grabbing Demyx by the arm throwing him to Zexion, who grabbed Demyx's shoulders to steady him, Demyx blushed looking at his shoes, and stepped behind Zexion so he could argue with Marluxia.
"I'd like to see you TRY!" he yelled now, glaring at Zexion with detest.
Zexion smirked and nodded. "I'll try then." And with that he took Demyx's cold hand in his own walking away from the drunk man who made work hell for him.
Demyx jumped into the passengers side of the car, Zexion getting in calmly, and locked eyes with Marluxia, who turned and stomped up the stairs angrily. Zexion looked at Demyx, who was sniffling and staring at his shoes. The ride was mostly silent, the only noises being muffled sniffles and Demyx taping his fingers making a steady beat against the door, which seemed to calm him down a whole lot. They arrived at Zexion's small house, and as Zexion stepped out, he looked at Demyx, his eyes were puffy and he looked depressed. They walked inside, Zexion leading Demyx to a chair and pushing him down softly onto it staring into his teary eyes. "Demyx..." Zexion whispered handing him a box of tissues, which Demyx took carefully wiping away the tears leaking from his red eyes. "You're welcome to stay if you like... You can just move in with us until you can get an apartment or something..." Demyx looked up shocked at the person he met yesterday.
"R..Really Zexion?" He asked looking him in the eyes, surprised at the offer. 'I meet this guy yesterday and he's already saved my life...' Demyx thought and smiled softly nodding. "I'll move in with you if I'm not gonna be a burden or anything..."
Zexion smiled shaking his head, his wet hair dripping onto the floor. "No you wont be. Not at all... Just as long as you can handle another guy living here with us." Demyx looked up at him confusedly, then realization dawned on him and he shook his head quickly. "I don't mind, your roommate seems fun anyway! I just need to go back to that scary place and get my things..." He looked at his shoes sadly. "And my two room mates are gonna give me hell..." Zexion pondered for a second then smiled.
"Demyx. We can get Axel to do it, he's big and strong and tough. He could kick that Marluxia's ass in a second if he wanted to." Demyx giggled and smiled "Alright! Just, I should go with him... Just in case." Zexion smiled and pointed to his bathroom. "You can change in there if you like. And borrow Axel's clothes. I think I'm a little too short for you." He smiled as Demyx nodded and got off the stool and heading into the bathroom to grab a towel, Zexion lingered behind wiping all the water off the floor and smiled. Then looked at the clock. 'Shit... I have work in an hour...'
Zexion glanced at the bathroom door being shut and sighed going into his room to get his serious business suit. 'This was gonna be fun a little, I'm the manager of the building after all, I have the authority to fire Marluxia myself.' he smiled evilly, as Demyx came out wearing tight jeans and a red loose shirt looking down at himself "Does Axel always wear this?" he asked, as Zexion stared at his body, then looked down coughing a few times.
"Er, yes... He has quite a style. Don't mind the paint, he's an artist." At that Zexion waved his hand around the room, at various beautiful portraits, mostly of fire, and one of the beautiful blond boy he saw Axel walk into the studio with earlier. He smirked and grabbed his suit walking by Demyx. "Er, I have to take a quick shower and change before I go off to work... I hope you don't mind being here alone..." Demyx looked up and frowned shaking his head. " Could I go with you?" He asked, Zexion smiled softly looking into Demyx's eyes.
"I wish, but no visitors... I could drop you off at Axel's studio? And pick both you up after work. I pass there anyways." Demyx smiled and nodded. "I could meet Axel! And paint, I like painting." Demyx was staring out the window, the sun was peaking into the room and he smiled softly. "Sure." And Zexion nodded walking into the bathroom and shut the door, peeling his drenching wet clothes off, jumping into the shower, turning it so it was warm, but not hot, and took his shower, quickly so he could talk to Demyx more.
'He's adorable... I love Axel's pants on him, I mean Axel is a babe but Demyx is so cute.. And innocent, but I cant help to wonder what Marluxia and that Luxord fellow have with him... He said they needed fun back there...' as he was pondering he was scrubbing his head with strawberry scented shampoo, the smell wafting all over the bathroom and under the door. He rinsed it out, and stepped out of the shower not bothering with the conditioner, he wrapped his hair in a towel after brushing it out quickly, and wrapped a towel around his waist taking a deep yawn. 'I could use a nap...' he thought wiping all the water off himself, and putting on his boxers and pants, then his shirt, buttoning up the cuffs and putting a tie around his neck, 'Do that later...' he took his hair out of the towel and smiled at the mirror, Demyx living with him might not be bad... Maybe.
He stepped out of the bathroom, to find Demyx curled in a ball on his bed, in a deep sleep. He smiled and wiped the wet hair out of Demyx's eyes, sitting down at the edge of the bed. Demyx opened his eyes wearily sitting up. "Hello. Uh, I'm gonna leave in about 20 minutes alright? You can sleep more if you like..."
Demyx looked up at Zexion from the sitting position he was in, wiping at an eye yawning. "Oh.. Didn't know I fell asleep.." He fell back on the bed shutting his eyes lightly, making Zexion's cheeks get hot, 'He's so pretty...' Zexion thought to himself staring at Demyx's beautifully shaped face and the pale lips. "Zexion... You smell nice." Demyx said randomly, this time Zexion felt his cheeks darken, and he laughed a little sitting beside Demyx. "Thanks."
"You're welcome... Goodnight for 20 minutes." he said turning to the side and faling asleep.
Zexion stood, walking over to his desk and opened a thick book starting to read.
'..however, having said all that, talking is not the first thing that you ever want to do when you are sniffing around with the thought of seducing a woman. This of course is the essence of your paralyzing problem with rejection... i.e., your fear of saying the "wrong thing" and thus making a complete ass of yourself. Guys in general, and particularly guys like you and me (over-thinkers), get all bent out of shape trying to come up with the perfect opening line... the icebreaker, the stunningly clever witticism, that will make her swoon and tumble into a helpless love trance. I've been there, and so have you. You run through a scan of possible dialogs and ruthlessly reject each one as inappropriate, ignorant or stupid. There's nothing that seems to fit the situation or the girl in question. Unable to dream up the perfect line, we withdraw and fade away... our throats choked shut with tension and fear. It would've never worked out anyway, right?'
'I wonder if Demyx likes music... He mentioned it earlier that he played a sitar... agh, back to reading!'
10 minutes later.
'...Now here's the really important thing to understand about this particular form of toxic shame... it wouldn't matter whether or not my advances had actually been rejected by the girl, because it was the very act of flirting with her that was shameful. By attempting to talk with this girl in a way that was obviously within a man-woman context, I was revealing to her that I had a need for affection... a normal, human emotional need. However, since my sense of this emotion got shamed as a little kid, "declaring" that I possessed this desire was extremely painful for me. I was exposing myself in public, and it was humiliating!'
'Demyx must look cute right now...' Zexion turned in his seat and found Demyx sprawled out on his bed, drool running down his chin slightly, he laughed a little standing up and sat down next to him poking on his shoulder. "Demyx we're leaving now." He said as Demyx popped his eyes open and yawned falling back on the bed wiping at his eyes. "Alright..."
He stood, putting on his shoes as Zexion grabbed a dry coat, "Er, do you wanna use a coat or something? It's cold out..." Demyx looked down at the stained with paint T-shirt he was wearing and nodded.
Zexion dug out a bright soft sweatshirt and handed it to Demyx who smiled pulling it on, and skipped out to the car, making Zexion smile widely. 'Cute...' they got in the car buckling up and Zexion started the car, pulling out of the driveway. "So what's Axel like?" Demyx asked, 6 minutes away from the studio. Zexion snorted looking at Demyx who looked a little hyped up.
"Well. He's a pyro. He can be mean sometimes. But not usually, he hates being woken up, he's bi, he loves his hair, he loves being complimented even though he's insecure. He's really polite to his friends, he'd die for anyone he loves. He's pretty moral... But sometimes he can be a punkass and cause havoc." Zexion nodded, Demyx who was staring into his face blankly blinked a few times. "oh... O.K.! He seems nice!" he said as Zexion turned into the studio and got out., Demyx following suit.
"O.K. so when we go in, just ignore the students painting, the people here are so snooty it's not even funny. Just don't talk to them. Axel will come over and you can just hang around and paint a few things." Demyx nodded silently.
'I'm not good with snobby people...' he thought and sighed as Zexion held the door open for him to enter. "Hey Axel.. Can he stay for a bit while I'm gone?" Zexion called up to the front, Demyx gasped, for there was a very beautiful redhead with spiking hair pulled back in a pony-tail, and dark tight denim jeans, wearing a splattered painting smock, he smiled and nodded silently, before turning back to the blond he was talking to.
Zexion smirked striding up to the front of the room pulling on Demyx's sleeve. Demyx followed hesitantly, before stopping in the front of the room in front of Axel, who was at least 4 inches taller than him. "Hello. And what's your name?" His voice was quiet, but bold and had a hint of slyness. "err,, Demyx.." He said quietly looking at the floor. Axel smiled widely at Demyx, glancing at Zexion who glared at Axel. 'Were they sharing something?" Axel turned to Demyx looking him up and down, making him feel slightly self-cautious. "Hm. You look better in my clothes than I do!" he stated , making Demyx blush a light red."Right, so to the class!" He mumbled to himelf turning face the mass of easels and teenagers chattering together quietly, Axel clapped his hands together. "Guys and girls, this is Demyx!" He pointed at Demyx, who wiggled his fingers shyly looking at the floor.A snobby looking girl with a sharp nose and bright blond hair pointed at Zexion, and said in a dark voice "And who's that!" she demanded. Obviously not used to new people.
"My room mate Miss Alexander! Zexion." He said in a more snobby voice and turned to Zexion who smiled softly.
"Hmph... Whatever..." And she went back to painting.
Two girls were giggling in the back of the room, then waved at Demyx. Who was looking at them confusedly, waving back, one of the girls, a weird one with Brown hair called out to him "Demyx come sit with us!" she called, Demyx looked back at Zexion who smirked giving him a push on the shoulder and walked behind him "I'm off Demyx. See you in a few hours." He smiled and put a comforting hand on Demyx's shoulder who smiled, turning to sit next to the girl with brown hair, another girl with red hair leaning forward to greet him.
Zexion climbed into his car smiling, watching Demyx answer questions with a pained face, 'I wonder if they're being mean... If they are I'm gonna have to do some butt whooping.. Well, Axel's got them handled I guess...' he thought to himself before driving off to work to get Marluxia fired.
'Poor bastard, last day at work, I bet he has a hangover, well I'm gonna kick his ass to the can the second I get in that building.' he smirked evilly, pulling into the driveway of the company.
What a fun day indeed.
End for now. : I always make Marly the evil one!!!! Poor baby. : I lovers him anyway.
Next chapter, up in maybe a week or so. : kinda busy and stuff.