So! In case you guys didn't know, I started a new story since this one's almost over. It's called Salty Sweet so if you like my writing, I hope you'll give that one the wonderful chance you gave this one!

"I have sand. Everywhere." Demyx whined with a grin as he looked over at his brother. Zexion only smirked as he drove on down the road. "And it's your fault. You just had to have sex on the beach right?"

"It's true. I did. I just couldn't help myself." The blonde rolled his eyes and slid his head across the cushion to rest on his brothers shoulder. "Hey Dem?" He got a hum in response. "I love you ok?"

"I love you too Zex." Demyx said slightly nervous as he lifted his head again. "Is something wrong?" Zex just shook his head.

"You've just been...I dunno. You're ok right? I mean you've been kind of depressed lately. Kind of. Nothing serious. You just don't seem like yourself." He looked over at the blonde with sad eyes. Demyx looked down at his hands.

"I'm fine. I dunno what's wrong with me. It's nothing. I'm just...fine."

"Demyx. If somethings going on I really want you to tell me."

"There's nothing wrong ok?" Demyx glared out the window and folded his arms over his chest.

"Ok." Zex let it go for now. He didn't want to ruin the day by picking a stupid fight. It wasn't worth it. But something was wrong and he knew it. Demyx got like that once in a while. Every so often Demyx just got sad. And Zexion always wondered why and it had never lasted like this. He was determined to find out.

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"I read that book."

"Which book?"

"Wuthering Heights." Demyx said casually as he flipped the page of a magazine. Zexion looked up from his own book to smile over the edge.

"Really." Was his only reply however and returned his gaze to the page.

"Demyx, you read that?" Namine asked from next to him hanging upside down on the sofa.

"Yea...why?"

"It's just...a big book." She said with a coy smile and a shrug. Demyx rolled his eyes and sat up right. He pouted at the wall and eventually sighed.

"Is it unbelievable that I read a big book?"

"No! Of course not! I was just..." But Demyx merely sighed again and flipped over off the couch. "Oh Demyx I'm sorry..." Namine mumbled and hung her head sadly but the older blonde merely raised his hand in defense and sighed quietly.

"It's not your fault...I'm just in a weird mood today. I think I'm gonna go to my room for the evening. Night guys." He trudged up the stairs, three pairs of eyes glued to his back until those eyes all met each other.

"Someone should go talk to him..." The girl suggested somewhat quietly and Cloud and Zexion glanced at each other.

"I'll go." Zex said and stood up, setting his book down on his chair.

"I can go if you want." Cloud offered politely but now it was Zexion who raised his hand in defense and shook his head.

"No, I really think I should just go talk to him." The boy paced up the stairs softly and hovered around his brother's door for a moment, silently breathing, trying to hear what was happening inside. Finally, he ventured forth and gently pushed the door open. The scene was familiar in his head. Walking into Demyx's room to find him crying quietly on his bed. But this time, Demyx didn't spot him. He was facing the wall, his back shaking with each silenced sob. "Dem..." Zexion interrupted him but he didn't stop. The blonde merely shook his head, wanting him to leave. But He wouldn't leave now. Instead, he bravely walked over and sat on the bed, cautiously laying his hand down on his lover's back. "Dem...you need to tell me what's wrong."

"There's nothing wrong ok? Nothing."

"You're lying."

"Why would I lie?"

"Demyx, you're sitting in your room crying. It kills me when you get like this and all I want is to try and help you. So will you let me? Please?"

"There's nothing you can do. This is just my issue so please leave me alone Zexion."

"No."

"What?"

"I'm not leaving!" Zexion hissed and immediately felt bad, thinking it would make Demyx cry more but instead, the blonde flipped over and glared up at the other boy on the bed.

"Get the fuck out."

"No." Zexion crossed his arms like a child and weighed down heavier on the bed. Demyx desperately tried to push him off the mattress with his hands, his feet, his head but it was futile. He was like a rock and he wasn't going anywhere. "I just want to know what's going on in your fucking head Demyx. That's all I want to know." The blonde's expression was an awkward mix between a glare and a pout but finally pushed over to one appearance and started to cry again. He didn't care if Zex stayed anymore. He didn't care if Zex touched him and tried to comfort him. If it made Zexion happy, he wouldn't argue anymore.

"I need to get out this house...just for a little while..." Demyx said through weeping. "Can we...can we please go? Somewhere? Anywhere?" The slate haired boy wasn't about to say no to anything that needed to be a yes for Demyx to be happy. It just wasn't going to happen. He needed to make him happy. That's all there was to it.

"Yea. Of course. Let's go." Zexion finally got off the bed and clutched Demyx's hand. They walked down the stairs hand in hand, Dem's red, tear stained face turned and then avoided his cousins eyes. "We're going out tonight. You two are fine right?"

"Y-yea...of course." Namine said with a tiny smile and a worried glance at her brother. "But you'll be back by tomorrow at least right? We're leaving and we'd like to say goodbye."

"Of course we will." Demyx said and looked over at his younger cousin and tried to smile but soon stopped and felt more tears welling up in his eyes.

"Yes. We wouldn't let you leave without saying goodbye to us." Zexion reassured and then left the house and quickly got in the car. The drive was completely silent except for the occasional choked breath from Demyx. Every so often, Zex would look over at his brother with worry blankly, emotionlessly staring at the window. Not even out of it but at it. He didn't care what was on the other side. He was wrapped up in his own thoughts and Zexion needed to know what they were. He pulled into the empty parking lot and shut the engine off. The blonde still stared at the window, seemingly not even realizing that they had stopped. "Tell me what's wrong." Dem turned his head and looked blankly at his brother. "Demyx." Zexion said softly.

"Nothing's wrong. How many times do I have to tell you that?"

"Why did you so desperately need to get out of the house tonight?"

"I just...I needed out Zexion. That's all. I just needed to get out of there."

"That's not an explanation."

"Zexion god dammit. I just needed to get out! Ok?! Will you fucking let it drop?!" Demyx was turning red in the face as he screamed. Zexion's eyes widened slightly but he turned back in his seat to look out ahead of them. He had never seen Demyx actually angry before. Not like that.

"Fine." Zexion said sternly and looked back just as angrily. "Don't fucking talk. I don't fucking care. Alright? Happy? Is that what you want? Fine, there ya go." The blonde tried to hold the angry look in his eyes but almost immediately shook his head and started to cry again.

"No no no. I'm sorry. This isn't what I want. I don't want to fight. I don't want you to not care."

"Then talk to me. Please talk to me Demyx."

In case you can't tell, the next chapter will be the serious talk. This is like really almost over guys. Like 3 or 4 more chapters I think. =/ I can't believe it's almost done. (Yay! My story can drink! Sorry...I do that with all my stories.)