Yayyyyyyy, I feel accomplished!! I actually got this chapter up to 2,000 words! xDD
This chapter was kind of fun to write, though it annoyed me, because I wrote half of it in detention after school, then half when i got home, and then half in detention again. Why this annoys me, is because I noticed my writing differs depending on if I'm writing on paper, or typing it on the computer. I tend to make my stories LOADS better if I write it on paper then edit it when I put it on the computer later. So...=_=
Demyx sighed happily, curling up closer into the warm, heat-source next to him.
'Oh wow,' He thought, still barely clinging to that comfortable, relaxing state of sleep. 'When did my bed get so comfy? I don't think I ever wanna leave this bed again…'
Though despite his thoughts, his eyes slowly fluttered open to the room around him. He blinked in confusion when he felt an arm curled around his torso, and nearly gasped aloud when he leaned up to see a certain red-head lying peacefully next to him.
The blonde slapped his hands over his mouth, trying to keep quiet. Though, it was obvious he had utterly failed at being silent, when he tried to wrench the pyro's arm from around his waist, and yelped loudly as he was pulled against his chest. A bright blush spread across his face when Axel opened his eyes and merely stared for a long while.
'Oops…' The blonde thought momentarily.
"M-morning, A-Axel!" Demyx struggled to keep his voice from quivering.
"S'morning already?" Axel sighed, seemingly not noticing the arm wrapped around the Nocturne. In fact, he pulled the blonde closer, not yet ready to relinquish him. "M'not ready to get up…"
The blonde, finally able to slip out from the red-head's grip, crawled to sit on the edge of the bed. "C'mon, Axel, if you don't get up, you won't get breakfast!" He shook Axel, trying to wake him, but the Flurry merely slapped his hand away and rolled over to face the wall. "Axel!" He whined, clutching his now-sore hand.
He became increasingly more annoyed when the only response he received was a light snore from the red-head. Agitated by this, he stood up on the bed, a little shakily at first, and plopped down, to try and jolt the fire wielder from his sleep. When that didn't work, he tried a different approach.
"OHMYGOD, LOOK!! ITALION HOOKERS!!" Demyx all but screamed into Axel's ear. But, the red-head took no notice, and continued to snooze as if the Nocturne had said nothing at all.
Sighing, the blonde summoned his Sitar, watching as it formed in the air from a few splotches of water, hovering just above his outstretched hand. He only had one choice if he ever wanted to wake the Flurry from his slumber in enough time to get breakfast. Though, that choice just might cost him his head, he was not going to miss out on breakfast!
He pointed the blue-instrument at the sleeping red-head, readying himself to strike a chord. Then, he inhaled deeply, gathering all the courage he could muster, and played a loud, continuous note. "Dance, Water, DANCE!" He called as he played.
As soon as he had said the words, a large bout of water formed just above his bed, hovering there for just a moment, before gravity took hold, and it came crashing down on Axel in one instant. The red-head shot upright, coughing, and spluttering, flailing in a fashion that reminded Demyx of a fish out of water. He chuckled slightly, letting his Sitar disappear as he walked over to Axel.
"What…the hell was that!?" He gasped, looking around, bewildered, for a moment. He swiped the wet, red locks from in front of his eyes, and scowled at Demyx. "Did you do this?" He nearly hissed at the blonde.
"Um…would you be mad if I said yes?"
"Yes."
"And would you be mad if I said no?"
"Yes."
"What? Why?"
"Because, I still know that it's you that did it, Demyx!" Axel nearly yelled. He sighed at the sight of his now-wet clothing. "Fantastic."
Climbing out of the soaked bed, he retrieved the black coat he had put aside the night before. Taking off the now-soaked t-shirt he wore, he pulled on his coat, and turned back to a very bright-red Demyx.
"What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at the blonde.
"Huh? Oh! Um, n-nothing, Axel! It's…nothing" Demyx stuttered, quickly taking his gaze off the red-head. "Um…uh, so, breakfast…we should…go."
Axel yawned, nodding. He took a moment to pull on his boots, another article of clothing that had managed to not get completely soaked in Demyx's little wake-up call. As he followed the Nocturne out the door, he lazily started to ring his hair out, not caring too much about the fact the water was splashing all over the floor. He noticed that Demyx hadn't even bothered changing out of his pajamas. Actually as he was thinking back on it, he vaguely remembered that Demyx had always come to breakfast like that.
"I hope we have waffles this morning!" Demyx piped up, as they were walking down the quiet hallway. "I was craving waffles last night, and I even had this dream where I was making waffles, and I put strawberries and blueberries on it, and melted butter, but then I got sad because I realized there was no syrup…" Axel stared questioningly at the blonde, silently wondering to himself if he'd been dropped on his head as a Somebody. "Yeah, waffles sound real good right now."
"I want pancakes…" Axel murmured, more to himself than anyone else.
"Yeah, but waffles are so much better! Pancakes fall apart too easily, and if you put a lot of syrup on them, they get all mushy, and you can't pick them up with your fork!" Demyx stopped his rambling momentarily, silently thinking. "You know, I never understood why they have pancakes and waffles. I mean, why not just…mesh them together? You could have…panffles, or waffcakes…Then, that way, they'd be really soft and chewy, but you wouldn't have to worry about them getting all gross, and squishy…"
It was silent for a moment or two, both men pondering over the constant gibberish spewing from Demyx's mouth, before Axel responded. "You know…I kind of want waffles now."
"Really? 'Cause I want pancakes…"
"Are you doing that just to tick me off?" Axel said, smiling at the Nocturne.
"Mmmmmaybe~." Demyx said, trying to act innocent. Axel laughed quietly, and the blonde gave him a questioning look. "What's so funny? I wanna laugh too!"
The red-head shook his at him, smiling slightly. "Ah, it's nothing. I was just thinking about how cute you are." As soon as the words had left his mouth, he regretted it, flushing a deep red. Axel was always one known for "thinking out loud", and this was certainly not the time for his brain to develop vocal chords. "Uh…I mean…"
Demyx looked sharply away from the red-head, blushing brightly. "Oh, um, look we're here!" The blonde promptly sped up his pace, and disappeared into the dining room in front of Axel.
The Nocturne enjoyed breakfast more than anything in The Castle That Never Was, because it was so much less formal, and silent than the meals when their Superior attended. The Nobodies could sit in any seat they wanted, and they chatted the whole time. It seemed only a few members were still left at the table, Xigbar, Vexen, Luxord, Larxene and Marluxia. Though…it seemed Luxord had had a little too much…tea, and was currently snoozing, head rested on the table.
Xaldin was in the kitchen, making what appeared to be omelets, in a pink "Kiss The Cook" apron. Demyx giggled at the sight of the raven-haired Nobody.
"What?" The dread-lock-haired man said, turning towards the Nocturne.
"Nothing." Demyx lied. "So, what's for breakfast today?"
"Better be pancakes…" Axel murmured, sleepily rubbing his eyes.
"I thought you wanted waffles!" Demyx whined, confused. "You need to learn how to make up your mind, Axel…"
Xaldin crossed the kitchen and grabbed the covered plate off the stove, handing it to the Nocturne. "Those are for you both, unless you want to eat cereal, because when these omelets are done, I am out of this kitchen."
Demyx nodded, uncovering the plate. His mouth nearly watered at the sight of a dozen waffles sitting neatly in a tall pile on the plate. He and Axel made their way back to the table, to find two clean plates sitting there. Demyx took the seat next to Xigbar, and Axel the seat in front of Demyx.
Axel looked up suddenly when the Freeshooter finished his breakfast, and left the table to wander into the kitchen. Though, he quickly diverted his attention to the plate in front of him when Xaldin's protests of, "Xigbar, get you hands off of me!" and, "Don't touch me there, you little twit, this is the kitchen, this is a public area!!" suddenly erupted from the kitchen.
Demyx had already piled four waffles on his plate, and was currently pouring half the bottle of syrup onto them. Axel merely grabbed a couple of waffles from the plate, and followed suit.
Dinner was mostly quiet, apart from Larxene and Marluxia chatting away like those preppy high-school girls that sit and talk way too loud, and laugh when everyone else knows it's fake. Though, with the way Demyx kept fidgeting, Axel knew it was only a matter of time before the blonde simply had to speak.
"Hey, Axel." Demyx piped up, and Axel nearly smiled. He was always right. The Nocturne placed his fork back onto the plate before looking up at the red-head. "Your not wearing your gloves. Did you leave them in my room last night?"
Axel's eyes widened in surprise, and his fork clattered onto the table, getting little splotches of syrup on the surface. 'Shit, he did not just say that in front of them!' He thought, mind racing.
Marluxia raised a delicate eyebrow, exchanging knowing glances with Larxene. Vexen, spotting the lavender-haired man's evils smirk, quickly finished up his breakfast and left the room, wanting to avoid any further injuries. After all, he never got involved in the fights, he was merely an innocent bystander.
"Oh, Axel! You didn't tell me you and Demyx had a slumber party! How un-thoughtful of you to not invite me!" Larxene said, moving form her chair at the other end of the table and moving to one right next to Demyx. Marluxia followed suit a moment later, shoving the passed-out Luxord from his chair and taking a seat next to Larxene.
"Please, do tell us all about it!" The Assassin chided, leaning slightly forward in his chair and resting his elbows on the table.
"Well, not much to tell, really. The kid got scared of the Boogie-Man or something and begged me to stay, no big deal." Axel shrugged, trying to play it off as some simple "Demyx Problem".
"I was not scared, Axel!" The blonde argued, trying to talk around the bite of waffle in his mouth. "Besides, if I remember right, you were the one cuddled up to me this morning! I had to practically pry your arm off me! If anyone's scared of the Boogie-Man, I'd say it was you!"
Larxene and Marluxia seemed to get a kick out of this, snickering and sneering at the blushing pyro.
"You were cuddled up to him, Axel?" Marluxia gasped in faux horror. "How adorable! I'm just sad I wasn't there to take a picture; it could've been the Organization's next Christmas card!"
"It wasn't like that." Axel stated, angrily stabbing a bite of waffle and shoveling it into his mouth.
"Oh, I'm sure it wasn't." Larxene purred, an evil glint in her eye. "Just your average, run-off-the-mill affair."
Axel glared at the blonde-haired women, grinding his teeth angrily. Picking up his fork, he stuffed the last bit of his waffle in his mouth. Then, he stood from his chair and stalked towards the door.
"I'm going to go and take a nap." Axel announced, flinging open the door.
"But…Axel!" Demyx shouted, standing hurriedly from his chair.
"And if anyone tries to wake me, I'll fry your ass." He snapped, a sudden flame appearing in his hands. He threw a final glare at Larxene and Marluxia, before disappearing out the doorway and down the hall.
The dining room returned to it's normal, quiet mood and Demyx slumped back down in his chair. He pushed the plate away form his, suddenly not so hungry anymore.
"Did I say something wrong?" He murmured, a sullen look on his face.
"Whoa…when'd…I get on the…ceiling?" Luxord asked, suddenly speaking form his place on the floor.
"Shut up, your ruining what was supposed to be the angsty-ending of this chapter!" Larxene shouted.
Heh, my failed-attempt at chapter-end humor xDD I just really like writing or drawing Luxord drunk, because it amuses me =P
ALSO, forgot to mention, like, four chapters ago about the implied XigXal, MarVex, and XemSai...because, other than AkuDemy, those are like, my favorite pairings *dodges tomatoes* Yeah, I have weird tastes, I know =_=
Please, please, please, please review!! I absolutely LOVE waking up in the morning, and jumping aorund like an idiot when I got a whole SEVEN new reviews!! ^_^