Ehhh this is just a comedy/corny piece of shit chapter with Demyx's point of view. I'm not very good at keeping in 3rd (if it's even 3rd I think it's 1st. I'm not a good writer) person. So if anyone knows this stuff POV whatever then tell me and if there are any issues with keeping in the 'I' POV (or any kind of error. . .) tell me also and I'll fix it! Sorry I think this chapter isn't very good but please read and review!

Here we go~

'I hate Lexaeus. I'm not usually one to hate people. But, NOBODY touches MY Zexion besides ME! If that bastard even looks at Zexion again I'm gonna punch him!' I fumed. Laying next to Zexion in bed. I chanced a glance at the clock to see how long I spent lying there fuming over this giant idiot. Two AM. I was ranting for 3 ½ hours. I turned over on my side to stare at Zexion as he slept, the moon was shining on him through the slightly parted curtains in the window. I sighed, moving the hair from his face to look at both of his eyes for once, he is so beautiful. I decided to fall asleep for now.

I didn't get much sleep, but I remember dozing for a few hours. My eyes kept opening, and I found myself staring into Zexion's angelic face, imagining that bastard's hands on him and his lips over his perfect mouth. GUH. I cant stand him! What is he like 30? Maybe he should go find some other child-like boy to molest. My hands tensed around Zexion's slumbering body. I tried not to squeeze him. It was 5 AM. I decided to go to sleep for good.

8AM! :D

BZZTBZZTBZZTBZZTBZZZTBZZT.

I opened my eyes and found Zexion desperately trying to pull my fingers away from his waist, so he could reach the off button on the alarm clock. I sat up, releasing him, so he could scramble up and smack the clock. The buzzing stopped. He sighed and flopped back onto the bed. I yawned, giving a mild arm and back stretch. "You have work?" He nodded, giving his usual sickening stretch, pops, cracks, and clicks included.

I winced. "Doesn't that hurt?"

He shook his head , standing up to go to the bathroom. "It feels nice." He answered hoarsely. I smiled.

"Nice." I stood up also, swaying my way into the kitchen. As I passed the living room I noticed Roxas and Axel hadn't made it back to Axel's bed last night.

As I fixed me some cereal I got an amazing idea. "Get a job!" I grinned at the idea. Zexion would be so proud! Maybe I could get a job in his building.

Zexion came out from his shower and morning preparation, smartly dressed and clean looking. I looked down at myself, in my green pajamas and remembered people who want or have a job should look like they take care of their personal hygiene "Hold on Zexy! I'm going to take a shower!" I yelled, jumping up from the stool I was perched on.

I ran to the bedroom pulling out a white button-up shirt and black jeans with some clean shorts. I took a quick 8 minute shower, and made quick with my hair, making sure I don't smell bad. I threw on my clothes and ran back to the kitchen, where Zexion sat chewing on a bagel and tapping his foot impatiently. "Demyx, what do you want? You don't have to go with me you can just go back to sleep."

I nodded and put on my still damp shoes from the other day when it was raining. "I know Zexy but I think it's time I got a job, so I'm going to apply at your place!" I heard a little splat, and turned to see Zexion hastily picking his bagel which had slipped from his fingers with the cream cheese side down. He threw it in the trash, grabbing a dish towel

"Demyx are you mental? You could never get a job at Vexen's corp!" He glared firmly at me, grabbing his car keys off the counter.

"It's worth a try! If not I could apply somewhere else, but I'm positive I can get a job there! I'm awesome at Science." I said, putting my empty cereal bowl in the sink.

Zexion just shook his head, smiling in annoyance. "Whatever! Just get in the car before you make me late!" Zexion sighed, waving me out the door.

"YAY! Thank you so much Zexy!" I yelled, grabbing his hand and smiling as nice as I could.

"If you two don't shut up in 3 seconds you WONT be thankful for something! Some people are trying to SLEEP at this ungodly hour! Go to fucking work! Jesus. . ." Axel yelled, waking Roxas up In the process.

"Axel shut the fuck up I'm trying to sleep. . ." Roxas muttered, snuggling further into Axel's side.

Zexion grabbed Demyx by the arm, pulling him out of the house.

Once in the car, Zexion quickly started it and backed out of the driveway. "Demyx, are you sure you want to apply here? You're just going to embarrass me and yourself! You cant apply at the corp." He shook his head, gripping the steering wheel in annoyance.

"Yea, well you'll see! I'll be the bestest corp worker on the PLANET. That dude is definitely going to hire me." I said, rolling down the window to let the midsummer breeze waft through the stuffy car.

". . . Do you even know what a corp is?" Zexion muttered, taking a turn on the road where I saw the giant building where he worked.

"Um. . . Maybe?" I lied, busying myself with my poorly gelled hair.

Zexion rolled his eyes, turning into the parking lot of the large building. I felt my stomach drop, as my nerves kicked in. Why would this happen now? I wasn't nervous 10 seconds ago. . . Bleh whatever. I'll just do this and get a job here and show Zexion I can be reliable and smart and do this job just as he can!

Once we stepped through the automatic doors, Zexion led me again into the large circulating room, with a huge desk in the middle. A black haired chick was waving to every one she could and smiling with this huge goofy grin. My hands were shaking slightly. "Come on Demyx." Zexion muttered, leading me to the black haired chick.

"Zexion! What brings you to the customer service desk this AWESOME morning?!" She yelled, while playing with a rubix cube that had all the stickers colored in to a different set of colors.

"I'm here with my. . . Uh. . ." Zexion trailed off, I noticed he was blushing lightly.

"Oh!" I smiled, bumping my hip into his side. He glared at me crossing his arms and turning around.

I giggled, Yuffie looking up curiously at what was taking Zexion so long to answer. "Demyx." I smiled, as she held out her hand to shake mine. My hand was still trembling. She noticed.

"Demyx. So. You two are dating?" She automatically assumed.

Zexion whirled around pouting slightly. "WE- Uh. Um. Yes." He whispered.

Yuffie was already on the other side of the counter, looming over Zexion with a kissy face. "Awwww wittle Zexy has a boy fwend!" She cooed, ruffling Zexions hair.

Zexion swatted her hands away, glaring coldly at her. "I'll be in my office. Demyx just tell Yuffie what you're doing here. . ."

I smiled, waving as he stormed off to the elevators. "KAY I LOVE YOU ZEXY!" I called after him.

He shrank considerably, seeming to cover his face. I snickered. "Uh. Sorry Yuffie! I wanted an application to this place! Do you have any here?"

Yuffie grinned, "Of course I do! Right here!" She said producing the paper in less than a second. "Just fill this in and give it back to me today, Vexen'll be around later today so I'll give it to him and if you stay here on Zexy's shift you'll do the interview in just a few hours!" She explained, as I grabbed the papers from her hand.

"Alright. Thanks Yuffie." I smiled politely, turning to go the way Zexion exited the scene, up to his little office thing on the seventh floor.

Once I found my way there I opened the door not bothering to knock. "Zexy I got an application!" I yelled. He jumped, and his huge stack of important papers fell to the floor with a crash.

"Oops." Darn.

I hurried forward as Zexion's shoulders tensed, which meant he was angry. "Sorry Zexy!" I said, grabbing the papers off the floor and starting to straighten them out.

"Whatever. You do this stack." Zexion snapped, turning his chair towards the window.

I put the pile on the desk and sighed. "Fine! Then I'll do my application! And get a job." I snapped right back. That'll show him.

Zexion snorted. I couldn't see him because he is so eensy-weensy and the chair is huge, but I knew he was laughing. "Laugh while you can! I'll show you!" I growled, starting to organize his stupid papers. Which was really easy and I don't know why he couldn't give a little bit of this stack to his whole building to organize a little bit of then collect it in the end in one huge pile. But oh well.

I started the pile, a long tedious thing to do. It took me almost two hours. When I finished it was 10 o'clock. I glanced over at the chair I couldn't see Zexy sitting in and smiled. "I'm done." No response.

Grinning, I snuck over to his chair and peered over. It appeared that Zexy was sleeping I spun his chair around really quick, grabbing at his sides. "TICKLEY TICKLEY WAKE UP!!!" I yelled, as Zexion's eyes shot open and his feet started moving spastically.

"DEMYX! Get off! Go away!" He protested, grabbing at my hands.

I laughed "Someone's ticklish!" I sang, continuing to tickle his sides.

Zexion squirmed, before kicking me firmly in the shins. "Owww Zexyy I was only playing." I whined. It hurrrt.

Zexion pushed away from me with the chair back towards his desk, scowling unhappily. Uh oh. "Go do your stupid application Demyx." Zexion said quietly. Straightening out the wrinkles from his shirt.

I grabbed the application off the desk and pouted, sitting in one of the chairs against the wall. "You don't even want to try with this job it's too hard." Zexion muttered, sorting through his papers as he did so.

"Just let me try!" I whined. He shook his head. At least his job looked easy.

I looked down at the papers in my hands. First it started off with my birth information. It then asked me of my criminal record, which was nonexistent. I have no job experience. So I wrote none. I got to the difficult school part. I dropped out of school my sophomore year. I pouted at the paper, writing that I had dropped out. This isn't looking too good. . . I got to the position part. There was three options; organizer, coworker, and assistant. I think Zexy is his assistant and I'm not a very good organizer so I chose coworker. But I don't know what a coworker does. . . I looked up at Zexion, who was sorting papers with a light frown on his lips. I was tempted to ask him, but he was already mad at me to begin with. "Hey Zexy?" I flinched.

"I'm not answering any of your questions Demyx. Do it yourself."

Denied. I glanced down at the paper once more and sighed. "Fine." I stuck with coworker.

The packet then asked me a bunch of random questions about drugs, alcohol, my schools, my grades, criminal behavior, allergies, medications, phone numbers, and weirdly enough, my shoe size. Once I finished I looked at the clock. 10:45. Yuffie said Vexen wouldn't be here till later today. I stood up, breaking the deadly silence with a loud squeal from my chair. Causing Zexion to jump once more, dropping the papers he was holding. He glared at me as I backed out of the door. "Sorry Zexy! At least it wasn't the whole pile this time! I'm going to go turn in my application be back in a bit!" I skipped out the door, closing it behind me. I heard the WOOSH of a large stack of papers fall to the floor.

Once I mazed my way to the lobby, I had Yuffie greet me almost instantaneously. "Demyx! You got the application filled in! Awesome!" She smiled, taking the papers from me and hiding them away in a file thingy.

"Yea. It took a while but I did it!" I smiled, leaning against the circular desk.

"Good! I'll inform Vexen as he comes in. He should be here around twelve to check up on stuff." she giggled, "Then Marlu comes in an hour later."

I felt myself pale. "Marluxia?" I whispered. "Please, no." I prayed quietly.

Yuffie nodded. "Yup! He's Vexen's number one fan!" She giggled, I shook my head.

"No he cant come here!" I looked around expecting to see him lurking around in the dark. "He's a rapist! He should be arrested!" I blurted out loudly. Yuffie tilted her head to the side.

"But he's so gorgeous." She whined.

I rolled his eyes, placing my hands on my hips. "He's EVIL." I argued, feeling the eyes of all the surrounding people on me, probably thinking I was crazy.

I sighed as Yuffie cocked her head to the side. "Sorry, never mind. Just tell Vexen I'm in the building okay?" I said, turning to go back up to Zexion's cubical.

"Okay!" She yelled after me, probably waving and bouncing from foot to foot. "See you laterrr~"

Once I got back up to the top floor, I ran to Zexion's room pushing the door open. He jumped and dropped the binder of papers he was looking through onto his desk, they scattered everywhere. "Zexion!" I said, ignoring the evil glare he sent my way. "Marluxia still comes here and rumor has it, he and Vexen are an item now!" Zexion continued to glare at me as he picked up the huge binder of papers.

"Of course they're an item what did you expect?" He muttered, straightening the stack by tapping the edges lightly on the surface of his desk.

I felt my jaw drop in shock, "Vexen's dating that rapist?" I was shocked.

"Yup. Now go put this binder away for me in the bookshelf. And knock next time. Or you'll be doing even more things for me." I couldn't help but smile as I took the binder.

"Didn't you know liked it kinky Zexy." I smirked as he blushed furiously turning to go back to his sorting.

50 Minutes Later

11:25.

I stared at the ceiling, listening to the ruffles of paper coming from Zexions desk. I sighed loudly, seeing Zexion cringe at the disruptive noise. I smiled, sighing even louder. Zexion slammed his binder down on the desk, whipping around to face me. "Demyx. Why don't you go wait outside Vexen's office if you're so fucking bored! Go count the ceiling tiles or something!" He growled, as I grinned at his irritated tone. He glared at me, turning back to his work.

"Mmmm. I think I'll stay here. That sounds even more boring than watching you sort papers." I said, propping my leg up on the arm rest of the chair, getting comfy.

"Whatever! Just be quiet." He emphasized quiet harshly, I silently giggled.

'This I just too fun' I thought to myself, jiggling the leg that was resting on the floor in a quick beat. My heel made a thumping noise on the floor that made Zexion slowly tense up where he was sitting, I snickered.

35 minutes later :D

The chime on the clock outside Zexion's office went off, signaling 12:00. I jumped up, this time not startling Zexion since the clock already did that for me. I laughed, walking past him and ruffling his hair up so he looked all cute. "I'm gonna go get a job now Zexy. Try not to miss me too much." I winked, as he growled at me slapping my hand away. "Good riddance!" He yelled as I slammed the door and burst out laughing.

I skipped to the elevator where Vexen should be headed from the lobby on the first floor. I silently prayed we weren't in the same elevator. I was alone when the elevator doors opened, luckily. I rode up by myself with no interruptions to the very tippy-top floor. Vexen's door was still locked when I knocked on it to see if he was in there, so I waited patiently outside the doors. A few minutes later the elevator binged for this floor, and the crazy looking scientist with pale blond hair and sunken cheek bones entered the floor. He had green eyes and one was twitching. "Ah. Demyx. Follow me." He said in a very formal, wise voice.

He unlocked his door and I followed him into the office. It was boringly plane. It had grey walls, grey desk, grey chair, grey carpet, hell, it even had grey window shades with grey window sills. Every thing was grey themed. I raised my eyebrows and sat down in one of the comfy grey chairs in front of the desk. Even Zexy was more exciting than this guy, with a nice beige coating his office. Vexen opened a manila folder and flipped through the papers in it with raised eyebrows, finally extracting one that looked a lot like my application. He scanned it thoroughly before cracking a smile and looking up at me. "Mr. . . . Mizu is it? Mr. Mizu. You've never had a job, you don't have a college OR high-school degree. And you're homeless and living with my assistant. I suggest you go back to high-school before even considering a job anywhere with a salary more than $7.50 an hour." He lectured, tapping his pen on the paper. with Demyx's information on it.

Demyx frowned, moving forward in his chair. "Mr. Aisu, please! I need this job or Zexy is going to laugh at me. I-I'll be a janitor! Anything!" Demyx cried, clasping his hands together in a plead, sticking his lip out in a pout.

Vexen raised an eyebrow, taken aback by Demyx's forwardness. "Well. If you want a job so badly you can be a restricted janitor. You will sweep and wipe windows ONLY. No taking out trash no going into private offices or anywhere that says employees only. You're restricted to public view only. Sweep and wipe windows. No counters or anything." Vexen explained strongly, setting the pen down on the desk and sticking the paper in a folder as Demyx jumped up with a huge smile on his face, wiggling in excitement.

"Thank you so so so much Vexen I promise I'll be the best janitor EVER!" He yelled, twirling in a circle and walking out the door.

Vexen frowned and shook his head, leaning back in his chair. "I think I made a mistake." He muttered, returning to his work as I slammed the door, heading back towards Zexy's office.

I was walking down the long hallways to the elevator when a head of pink hair caught my eye. It was him, he was headed my way too! I panicked and took the nearest exit out of the hallway, which was through a door with a tiny square window. I heard it click behind me as I investigated my surroundings. It was an empty office, dusty from no use. I sighed, thankful no one was in there and sat on the floor by the ancient-looking office chair resting against the interior wall. I heard Marluxia's heavy footsteps pass by the door without a second thought, and I let myself release all the air I had been holding. Then the door knob twisted, and I stood up and scrambled to get underneath the falling-apart desk. I squeezed under the dusty top, moving the chair into place as the door swung open. "Dude what are you doing?" I heard a male voice ask , I saw black-shoed feet standing in the doorway to the office.

"Nothing. Just thought I heard something is all." A deeper voice replied, as the feet turned and the door swung shut, I heard them retreating down the hall.

I sighed once again, pushing the chair out and dragging myself out from the cramped position I was in. As I was stretching out, the door opened once again and I was caught in the act. I closed my eyes tilting my head down in shame of being caught doing something not relating to what Vexen told me to do. "Demyx?" I recognized that voice.

I peeked open an eye, and saw a head of blue hair. "Zexy? What are you doing here?" I smiled brightly, hoping to avoid the punishment I was bound to receive.

Zexion rested a hand on his hip, raising his eyebrows at me expectantly. "What are you doing here? You should probably get out now before Vexen sees you." He moved out of the doorway waving his hand to issue me forward. "Now? Why are you just standing there you idiot get over here." Zexion glared softly up at me.

I rushed forward and he shut the door firmly behind me. "What the hell were you doing in there?" He whispered, grabbing my sleeve and dragging me down the hallway. "That's a special room you're not supposed to be in how did you even get in there?"

I shook my head looking down at the ground "Well. I saw Marluxia coming down the hallway so I panicked and ran into the first room I could see. And it was unlocked so I just went in. Two guys came in but I hid under the desk so they didn't see me."

Zexion sighed, tapping his head with his fingers. "Well it's a good thing they didn't see you because you could have gotten reported! Be lucky it was me that walked in and not Vexen. That door should have been locked it's not used as an office anymore." He muttered to himself as I tilted my head to the side in confusion.

"Well what is it used for?"

"That's none of your business. Now get back to work before Vexen sees. I still have some things to do." Zexion said, walking down the hallway to the 'secret door' and going inside.

I growled, stomping off to the supply closet for cleaning things. "I will find out what that room's for. What's so super secret about some dumb science building anyways?" I grumbled, swinging open the door to the closet and retrieving a spray bottle of glass cleaner and a roll of paper towels.

And that concludes Demyx's super secret adventures! More to come. . . I'm not so sure when but it WILL come!

FUCK YEA CORNY! Hopefully it wasn't too bad? Demyx is on an adventure! Zexion is going to have an ulcer (pffff) and Vexen is OLD! What will happen in the next chapter? D:?