Summary: Zexion is manipulative. He twists people around his finger for pleasure. It's not uncommon for these people to 'fall' for him. When they do, he merely discards them. One certain blonde refuses to be disposed of however.
Pairings: Zemyx/Dexion,side Akuroku, maybe Soriku
Rating: M
Warnings: cussing, fluff, probably some (YAOI!) lemon later (*shot xD*), amateur attempting college fiction (XP)
Disclaimer: I don't own KH...But I'm pretty damned sure KH owns me...it's like ... possesing my thoughts :P
I also do not own 'Fireflies' by Owl City :( Or any other songs mentioned
Zexion walked over to the local Starbucks, laptop and headphones in his messenger bag he always carried. When he arrived, it was quite a scene. Everyone was talking, looking around cautiously. Do they expect to realize him, despite never seeing him? Tch, idiots. Zexion thought, silently walking over to his usual table by the window after ordering his coffee. Once his laptop had booted up, he went to yahoo, looking at the news. He couldn't help but smile as he saw the title of the article, Infamous hacker Even strikes again. Clicking to see the full article, Zexion read, with a smile spreading over his face.
Infamous hacker Even strikes again
Article by Olette M.
Last night at approximately 8:00 P.M., the hacker known only as Even struck again. This time, traffic lights were the target. All over the country, the traffic lights were blinking, not working, or malfunctioning other ways. The incident caused countless crashes. Authorities estimate over two dozen are dead. For the last fifteen minutes of the incident, all lights began blinking in the same pattern. That pattern was E-V-E-N spelled repeatedly in Morse Code. The hacker's motive is still unknown, but the authorities do have a profile of Even. They believe he/she is most likely arrogant, coming from wealth, cold-hearted, and is most likely still is school - and ahead of their grade. Authorities are also unable to track Even's location due to his methods, using home-generated software that somehow blocks tracking signals. Due to his supposedly random locations of attack, authorities have not yet been able to determine where they could strike next.
Attached was a picture of one of the crashes, as well as a picture of the reporter, a girl who looked surprisingly young with brown hair. Don't they realize that the reporter could be attacked if they go around flaunting their picture? This person has already shown they don't care about life. She could, however, come in handy. Zexion's mind was already forming a plan.
Demyx Myde walked into the Twilight Club, which was also a restaruant/hang out place for young adults during the day. Walking back towards the stage, Demyx slipped behind it, and walked through the door, leading into the practice room there.
"There ya are, Dem!" The blonde was greeted by the drum player, Axel.
"Heya Axe. Where's everyone else?"
"Roxas ... well..." Axel got a goofy grin on his face.
"You knocked him up again?"
"I can't help it that the kid is so damn sexy! And he started it!"
"Whatever," Demyx laughed, "And where's Riku?"
"Hell if I know. That kid sticks to his own schedule."
As if on schedule, Riku, the bass player appeared.
"Speak of the devil..." Axel chuckled.
"You're a lot closer to the devil, Pyro." Riku rolled his eyes. "By the way, where's Roxas?" Demyx gave him 'the look'. "Oh..."
"What about me?" Roxas seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"GOD DAMNIT! Where the hell did you come from?" Demyx asked, shaking and clutching his chest, startled.
"Well, ya see, when a man and woman love each other very much-" Roxas began, grinning, just to whacked by Riku. "Damn it dude! That hurt."
"Hey, guys, we gonna practice or not?" Axel asked, tossing his drum stick up and down.
"OK. So, what order do you guys wanna do tonight?" Demyx asked, tuning up his sitar, and adjusting the mic.
"Well, how bout 'Keep Your Hands Off My Girl' first, then 'Who I am Hates Who I've Been', 'Be My Escape', 'Hero Heroine', then finishing it up with 'A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me'?" Riku proposed.
"That sounds good. But can we do 'Fireflies' to finish it off? PLEASE guys? PLEASE?" Demyx shot them puppy eyes.
Axel laughed, "sure. After all, you know we can't resist your puppy-dog eyes." He was then hugged tightly by the blonde. "Can't...Breathe..."
Roxas pulled Demyx off, and hugged Axel. "Mine," he said protectively, earning a snicker from Riku.
"Will you two please quit being so couple-y?" Demyx asked, mostly joking.
"Oh, you're just bitter 'cause I got Roxy here, and Riku's got Sora, and you got no one," Axel responded.
"I just haven't met the right person yet..." Demyx blushed.
Later that afternoon, Axel burst into his dorm room again. "I'm back Zexion!"
"Oh joy," came the response, dripping with sarcasm.
"Hey Zex, you wanna come see our band tonight at the Twilight Club?"
"I have work to do."
"BullSHIT."
"I have...things...to do."
"Such as?"
"I don't see how it pertains to you."
"You are coming to see us perform. Like it or not!"
"Do I have to?"
"YES! And afterwords, you can come meet everyone."
"I would rather not."
"Well I don't give a damn about you 'rather would' or 'rather would not' do," Axel said, imating Zexion's voice.
"You're not gonna leave this alone are you?"
"No."
"Fine. But that means next weekend, you can't drag me around for anything."
"I knew you'd agree!"
"Whatever. How should I dress?"
"Just whatever."
"When are we going?"
"At 8 - two hours."
"Should I bring money?"
"Nah, you're with the band!"
"I'm hardly with you. More like I'm being kidnapped and forced to go with you."
"Same difference. You eat already?"
"Yes, actually."
"Good. Then get ready. I swear you can take as long as a fuckin' girl when it comes to getting ready!"
"That was uncalled for."
"Just go! We need to get there early anyway!"
Zexion shut off his laptop, which he had previously been researching on. Walking over to his wardrobe - really just a small set of drawers and a rod to hang things on - he pulled out his favorite shirt, a plain black tee, and some new jeans. After he changed, Zexion slipped his feet into his sneakers, put his dorm key in his pocket, and was ready to go.
When Axel and Zexion arrived at the Twilight Club, Zexion was surprised how full the place was. Looking around at the people, he was surprised to see that they appeared to be from varying social cliques as well. The place must be quite enjoyable if they can tolerate each other, he thought silently, his mind wandering. He was interrupted - quite rudely - from his thinking however, when Axel grabbed his arm and pulled him backstage and through a door, to a relatively small room. Inside were three boys, one of whom Zexion recognized as Roxas, from the Zexion had walked in on him and Axel. The other two he was unfamiliar with.
"Zexion, meet Riku," Axel nodded to a long boy with silver hair, a bright yellow tank top that typically would have looked ridiculous, but Riku somehow managed to pull it off, as well as some dark skinny jeans and vans.
"Hey Zexion," Riku greeted.
"Hello."
"Demyx," Axel nodded this time toward a boy with a ripped aqua-colored tee, torn jeans, and converse. But the most noticable thing aobut him was his hair. It looked as if a mullet and mohawk had fucked, and Demyx's hair was the demon spawn of the mating.
"Zexion? Can I call you Zexy?" Demyx was giddy, almost bouncing up and down.
"No." Zexion replied bluntly. Demyx pouted.
"And I'm sure you remember Roxas," Axel concluded, a grin on his face. Zexion looked over at Roxas, who was blushing - quite understandable since the first time the two had met, one was naked and under the other's roommate. Roxas had messy blonde hair, deep blue eyes, a white hoodie, and jeans and shoes much like Riku's.
"Hi.."Roxas mumbled.
"Hello."
"Now get out. We need to practice. Take one of the tables close to the front. We had Marluxia save one for you," Axel said, shooing Zexion.
Going back out to the main area, Zexion looked around near the stage for an empty table. He only found one, with a pink-haired girl sitting in one of the chairs, her back to him. I guess that's it, Zexion thought, bored.
"Excuse me?" He asked, tapping the woman on the shoulder.
"Yes?" 'She' turned around. And was actually a 'he'.
"Are you Marluxia?"
"Yes. And who are you?"
" Zexion. Axel said something about a table."
"Oh yes, have a seat. They should be out in about 15 minutes."
"I presume you won't stay here?"
"I think I might," Marluxia's voice had a slightly flirtatious tone.
"Well then, be my guest."
"So is this your first time here?"
"Yes."
"I think you'll like it!"
"If I may ask, how do you know Axel?"
"I'm the announcer here. I have to know 'em. Speaking of which, I hate to leave you, love, but I must go make sure they're ready."
"Please do."
Announcer, eh? Perhaps he could be useful, Zexion thought, watching the pink-haired man walk away.
Sighing, Zexion waited several more minutes, listening to the warm-up amateur musicians before he saw Marluxia emerge onstage, walking up to the mic.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Twilight Club. Tonight, The Organization will be performing." This earned a large cheer from the audience. The curtain opened behind Marluxia, the band appearing, and Marluxia walking offstage. After the room was relatively quiet, they began playing. Throughout their performance, Zexion was quite surprised by the Demyx's vocal range, and even found his foot tapping occasionally, just to glare at it, and make it stop.
After several songs, they stopped playing, and recieved a large round of applause.
Demyx began talking, "This a new song we wrote. You guys will be the first to hear it. It's called 'Fireflies'," Demyx grinned, then began playing.
"You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep
To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams"
At the end, Zexion even found himself clapping for reason he couldn't quite grasp.
"Good night Twilight Club! We love you!" Demyx finished, waving and grining stupidly, heading off with the other three. Shortly after, Zexion walked backstage again, trying to avoid running into the band that was currently setting up - headed by a short, blonde girl whose hair was suspiciously similar to that of a lightning bug - and found the band packing up.
"Gimme the keys," Zexion demanded, walking up behind Axel, who jumped at the sudden noise.
"Lemme know before you sneak up on me damn it Zexion! And why should I?"
"Because I'm leaving."
"Well, I say you're waiting."
"Axel, do you want me to destroy your phone, shave your head while you sleep, and take your lighter?" Zexion asked, giving Axel a hard stare.
"Fine," Axel gave in, knowing if Zexion wouldn't hesitate to stick to his 'promise'.
Whoo, ch. 2 done! This has been sitting in my hard drive for a few days but I've been like: -v- there MUST be something I can fix
Dem's band was originally gonna be screamo, but I decided not C:
OMG, DEM'S SINGING A SONG ABOUT A GIRL! AND THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE YAOI! (coughhinthinthintcough)