DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS, SADLY, D;

A/N: I had fun writing this chapter ;D and you should have fun reading this. anyway, thank you for His Last Walk for editing this. i owe her big time.. well not really. but yeah.

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Black Roses

Chapter Four:

Demyx and Zexion

This was before Demyx imitated a creature.

He walked out on Roxas and Axel. He felt that he wasn't wanted there. During those times when he was inside, he could really read Axel's emotions. He knew that his friend was absolutely serious about Roxas and that he had just crossed the line. He was thankful that he didn't get punched in the face or anything, or else he wouldn't have a face to show Zexion and his lover would've gotten mad at him as well. It was too hard for him to please people around him. All he wanted was to have a little fun for a while, but then it seemed like Axel wasn't in the mood. The crimson-haired boy was too focused on Roxas and Zexion, and Demyx was not having fun at all. He pitied himself sometimes because he felt that no one wanted to spend time with him.

He walked around for a bit until he heard Zexion playing with Red. A smile formed on Demyx's face and he called out for his partner, 'Hey, guys! How are you doing?" He yelled, still wearing his smile. As he saw Zexion's expression slowly becoming more serious and intense, he asked him, "Did I do something wrong?" his voice cracked; he was afraid to know what Zexion was going to say to him and he quickly moved his gaze onto Red, who was now pawing at Zexion's shoelaces.

Demyx started roaring and acting ferocious. Red stared at him, confused. The dog scratched the back of its ear and started to whine. Zexion tried to hide Red from Demyx, but the blond wouldn't stop role-playing. He was just so bored that he thought he might as well play with Red. No one was paying any attention to him anyway, "RAWR!" He roared, stomping his feet on the ground with his hands waving frantically in the air, trying to scare little Red. The slate-haired boy rolled his eyes,

"What are you doing here anyway?" His cold tone made Demyx shrug uncomfortably. He stared at Zexion; there was a sudden change about his expression. His eyes grew large and his mouth was left hanging as if the boy had just seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?" Demyx asked, worried as usual. He didn't know what was happening to Zexion. The other pointed his finger behind Demyx and Red started barking loudly. At first, the blond thought his lover was just playing tricks on him and he thought that Axel was probably behind all this. But then again, that wasn't possible since Axel looked pretty pissed earlier. So angry, in fact, that the redhead had nearly punched him.

"Answer me!" Demyx was furious, and just wanted to know what was really going on between Zexion and Red. But Zexion was frozen in his place, still pointing behind Demyx. Finally, Demyx decided to take a look at what was behind him. His gaze fell upon this huge, dark brown creature roaring at him. He felt this humongous bear's breath on his face. He yelled, "WHOA! There's a bear here? Cool!"

Red jumped from Zexion's arms and went in between the bear and Demyx. Red kept barking at the bear. Demyx could hear Zexion yelling from behind, "RED! Get back here!" Demyx was too amused, but he picked Red up and held the dog in his hands, moving it closer towards the bear.

"Look at that, Red. It's a real bear! Isn't that amazing?" he asked, grinning at the bear and Red. If the bear had eyebrows, it most certainly would've raised one in confusion. The bear looked from Red to Demyx to Zexion, then back to Demyx. Then it lumbered away.

Zexion shut his eyes in disappointment, "Stupid Demyx! The bear would've swallowed the both of you!" Zexion walked up near Demyx and Red, taking the dog from Demyx's grasp and proceeded to tug the blond along with him. They entered the house and Demyx looked bewildered. All Demyx could hear was Zexion's slightly irritated voice,

"Ugh, Demyx, you owe me big time. Just get out of my way and leave Red to me!" At that moment, the tall blond boy decided to leave the room and the last thing he heard from Zexion was: "Red almost got eaten by a bear because Demyx was imitating a bear himself and attracted a real one. He's so useless. I don't even know what I'm doing with him."

The bear wasn't going to eat Red…Anyway, why does he care so much about the dog and it's like he feels nothing towards me? Demyx thought as he went to their room. He was feeling a little envious, which was a bit silly, because Red was a dog. Ever since he had adopted that puppy for the both of them, Zexion had spent more time with Red than him. He felt really useless, as Zexion had already declared to Axel and Roxas. He didn't know how else to act in front of his lover. It was hard being himself with Zexion, since he felt he was making his lover look and feel dull. But what else could he do?

He sat back on the bed blankly, "What's up with you?" Zexion asked sharply. Demyx thought of nothing but Zexion's feeling for him, which was a little controversial to begin with. The aqua eyes met with Zexion's. The blond's eyes looked completely worn out and Zexion became a little worried. He had never seen Demyx look so timid and anxious. He sighed, "Damn it, Demyx. Stop acting like a kid!" he yelled at him.

Water welled up in those blue eyes and his voice trembled as he mumbled, "You're always so cold to me…" he paused, gawking up at Zexion, "It's almost like you don't…even like me." Zexion was surprised to hear those words. His eyes suddenly widened and something crossed his mind.

It was noon when Axel came up to Zexion. It seemed the redhead had something – a favour to ask of Zexion and the latter was right. Axel's eyes looked anxious enough that it was probably something personal, but then again, Zexion never really care about other people's business. He liked to mind his own affairs. Axel came up to him and the first thing that came out of his mouth was,

"Go out with Demyx."

Axel's eyes didn't even meet Zexion's. Those emerald orbs were concentrating on the pebbles on the rocky ground. At that moment, Zexion didn't even know how to respond.

He knew that Demyx was in love with him, ever since the two had met. But he himself wasn't even sure if going out with Demyx would be right. Then again, why would Axel want this? Axel and Demyx were best friends, "And why would I do such a thing?" Zexion heaved an eyebrow, still confused.

He heard Axel sigh, "Because I want to be alone with Roxas…"

At first, the slate-haired boy didn't understand what Axel meant by that. He himself knew Roxas pretty well. And he was sure that Roxas didn't know anything about Axel, so that lead him to questioning.

'Why would Axel want Roxas? They don't even know each other. Well, Roxas doesn't know Axel…' Zexion thought.

He shook his head in bewilderment, "But why do I have to date Demyx?" he almost felt like yelling at him since he didn't understand what was going on at all. He had nothing to do with Axel liking Roxas. It had nothing to do with him and Demyx. He didn't even like Demyx. He never did and he didn't think he ever will. Zexion found Demyx annoying and ugly. He didn't want anything to do with him.

Axel groaned, impatient, "Because Demyx won't let me date anyone unless he's dating you! He's fucking annoying! Bullshit this! I don't even know why I'm asking you for this stupid favour!" He couldn't help but yell and swear in front of Zexion. He later excused himself, "Don't mind me. It's just that…Roxas is driving me insane! I don't know what to do! I sound like a fucking loser right now. I have, like, I don't know, no choice but to kidnap him and make him see!"

Zexion wasn't surprised at all with Axel's explanation. He knew it would happen like this.


It wasn't long until Axel got his answer from Zexion. "Fine, I'll do it. But on one condition…" he looked up at Axel. The redhead nodded excitedly and so Zexion proceeded, "Once you get what you want, I will cut my connections with your best friend. After that, make sure he won't be bugging me or I will trash that best friend of yours."

It sounded harsh, but he wasn't the one who had asked him to do this. But anyway, Zexion knew that he should have thought about it first before giving his word to Axel. But then again, maybe it was time to give Demyx a chance and for Roxas to think about someone else, instead of his parents and school.


If I said 'I don't like you', what would you do?" Zexion tore his gaze away from Demyx. The blond boy struggled to fight incoherent thoughts and to try and come up with a clear response,

"I don't know."

There was something that was bothering Zexion as soon as he asked that. They had been together for almost two months and nothing had happened yet. Not that he was expecting something to happen but the fact that he started to understand and see Demyx, that scared him. Although he wasn't sure about his feelings for him, he must admit that there were times when he laughed, but of course, he never let anyone see him smile.

"You're just making me more sad," Demyx complained and Zexion, for a moment, closed his eyes and said,

"Just cut it out, Demyx. Just tell me what's the problem." He said. He just couldn't control the volume of his voice anymore; he was practically yelling at the blond.

Demyx gulped, trying to speak clearly, "I understand you don't want anything to do with me…" he paused and stood up from where he was sitting. He walked around the room and stopped near the window. He turned around to meet Zexion's eyes and his face broke into a sad, little smile, "Don't worry. We're over."

As soon as Demyx said those words, Zexion stiffened, shocked and confused. He stared at Demyx's grin, but he knew that behind that smile, Demyx was hurting. His lover – ex-lover – left the room, leaving him and the room with the most shocking event that he had ever experienced.

Axel and Roxas

"Uhmm, Axel? You can let go of me now…" Roxas mumbled into Axel's shirt. The crimson-haired boy grinned but he just wouldn't let go of Roxas. He liked Roxas's embrace. He thought that he should scare Roxas frequently so that the little blond boy would cling to him. "AXEL~!" Roxas, with as much force as he could muster, pushed Axel away from him. As soon as he was free from Axel's embrace. Demyx passed by them, not even daring to look at them.

Roxas and Axel glanced at each other, "What happened to your friend? It looks as if someone died in that room," Roxas asked, confused. Axel's eyes turned to Roxas, and then it moved onto Zexion, who had come out of the room a couple of minutes after Demyx. "Zexion, are you alright?" Roxas asked softly. Both of them waited for Zexion's answer.

He turned around and unexpectedly yelled, "I'M ALRIGHT! Can't you see I'm perfectly fine? I am so glad that I don't have to keep up with that stupid friend of yours." He spat those words at the two people standing there, totally bewildered. Zexion went back into the room and shut the door.

"Wow…that was … something interesting…" Roxas commented. Axel stood beside him, and then he heard the other sigh.

"Hmm, I never thought he'd actually like him…or maybe…he loves him?" Axel whispered to himself. Roxas heard though. The only thing that confused him was that…who was the he or him that Axel was speaking of? Roxas couldn't think of anything but then he thought of Demyx and Zexion. He had never seen his friend get this mad…or hurt. But either way, he was still confused as to what was really going on.

He asked and thought why he was still here with Axel when he could have outrun him. It wasn't possible that maybe he was already having feelings for the redhead. As much as he didn't want to think about it, he couldn't help it. He had been kidnapped, but it didn't feel like a crime at all. "Hey, don't worry about them. They'll make up soon," Axel reassured him.

"I really need to go home. My parents are probably looking for me," Roxas stated. The jade-eyed boy suddenly had his serious face on. He didn't want Roxas to go home; he wanted him all for himself.

"You are not going home," Axel muttered under his breath. The atmosphere of the room suddenly dropped a few degrees from the redhead's anger. Roxas didn't know what to say. All he could do was stare into Axel's burning green eyes, "You are to stay here with me," he told Roxas.

The little blond bore tore his gaze from him and jerked his head up to see Axel, "I am going home because I want to! I don't even know you!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Axel looked taken aback for a moment. Both of them were silent. None of them said anything for a while; Roxas was feeling more pissed than scared, and as for Axel, he just didn't want Roxas to forget about him. He loved him. It was just that Axel couldn't control his feelings for Roxas anymore. He just wanted him and that was all he could ask for. But then again, Roxas had no feelings for Axel…

Or maybe he does.

Who knows, anyway?

Demyx and Roxas

"Ugh, I do not like this at all…" Demyx whispered under his breath as he sat on a bench. He looked around and watched almost every other couple that was around him. He felt envious of them. He and Zexion never even held hands…or embraced each other. It was always him trying to make a move and Zexion always tended to reject him. He didn't like that at all, but he still wanted to be with him, "Whatever. I don't really care anymore," he started to walk around the city for a bit to try and get everything off his mind.

Fifteen minutes later.

There was nowhere to go. The clouds were soon becoming darker and darker, and Demyx's thoughts copied them. His mind was empty, full of nothing but questions.

"Demyx?" Someone from afar called out his name. He daren't turn around for he knew that if he did, it would only make his day worse. But as he heard the person's familiar tone, he had a guess of who it was. He suddenly felt a great deal of heavy load on his chest. It was about to burst soon though. The closer he heard the voice, the worse he got. He just couldn't explain himself anymore. He admitted that he needed someone to talk to.

Without a sound, without the wind interrupting, his heels turned around and he came face to face with Roxas. Who would've thought that Roxas would come looking for Demyx. No one, and the tall blond never expected anyone to come running after him. Who would have thought that in the end, it was this kid that would help him? He was glad to know that someone did understand him. He grinned sheepishly.

Roxas halted in front of him. Those blue eyes portrayed his anxiousness and cluelessness; the tall blond couldn't help but smirk as those blue eyes met his, "You made me run!" the shorter blond's hands were on his knees as he tried to pant and catch his breath. "Don't do that again! Demyx, what's happening?" And of course, poor little short, blond boy didn't know or probably had some sort of an idea of what was going on around him.

Demyx wished he knew everything too, but their information in life was limited, "I didn't tell you to follow me here, but it's good that you did. I'm feeling really sad, Rox-as," Demyx imitated Axel's whining tone, and it caused the both of them to burst out into laughter.

"That's good," Roxas didn't know how to make Demyx feel a little better. Let alone the fact that this was the first time he talked to Demyx alone, without Axel or Zexion overhearing.

Demyx furrowed his eyebrows and with a husky tone, he asked, "What's good about that? I'm sad. You're so not nice," he pouted, as usual. Roxas tried to rephrase what he had been trying to say, but Demyx interrupted him, "Are you straight?" Roxas wasn't even taken aback. He had been expecting this question to be asked.

The shorter shook his head, carefully and thoroughly thinking of what to say to Demyx, "Yes, I'm straight." The way Demyx understood, the reply was different. Demyx knew that there was going to be a 'but' word after Roxas answered him, but the other seemed unsure of his own answer. Instead of teasing the shorter, he just nodded while wearing his cocky smile.

"So."

"So?"

"Uhmm, I don't know…" Demyx sighed.

Roxas caught a glimpse of Demyx's dull eyes, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Stuff," the tall blond simply answered.

Roxas felt like giving up. Their conversation was going nowhere. "Zexion," It only took Roxas one word to open up the subject. Demyx tilted his head, his eyes shifting to look at Roxas.

"He sucks," was his lame reply.

The shorter blinked for a couple of times. That's all he's gonna say? He was confused. Maybe because he didn't know much about the taller; after all, Demyx wasn't a friend of his. Demyx was one of the guys behind the kidnapping plot. But seriously, was he really kidnapped? Because for Roxas, it didn't seem like it. What he found interesting was that he thought they had planned him to be kidnapped, but it turned out that there were more things going on that just Axel being a creep to him.

After a couple of sighs and coughs from Demyx, he finally came to his senses. "Don't you think I'm a bad guy?" he asked Roxas. The blue enlightened by the taller boy's question. Roxas caught Demyx's attention and those blue eyes met with the aqua. Roxas answered him,

"I wasn't scared. I was just shocked…" He said, and quickly looked away.

Demyx snorted beside Roxas, "You weren't scared? That's a first. I swear to the pants that you were scared of Axel," the redhead's name rang like a bell that reminded Roxas of the boy's creepiness towards him and the boy's obsession over the blond too.

"Please, do not remind me. And you're not a bad guy. You just love Zexion a lot," Roxas rolled his eyes, exasperated. The tall blond was bemused, and a little surprised when his new friend reminded him the feelings that he still had for Zexion. Demyx wasn't able to think straight for a couple of days, and so he decided to leave their house and stay at another friend's house.