ALRIGHT. TWO THINGS.
ONE. I apologize deeply and sincerely for my two dimensional characters. I am aware of this deplorable fact. And yet, I like writing my oneshots that way. Because I know that if I fleshed them out properly, it would take so many pages and then this story would make me crazeh. ::bows deeply::
TWO! Oh man. ::huggles all precious reviews:: I seriously wanted to update yesterday. Like, seriously I sat down to write and I even played DDR in preparation. And then, my friends told me I had to be at school at flippin 715, when I usually leave at that time. So I was so pissed. Like, if I had written this amazing dance party, it would not have been in a good tone. SO I held off for the good of the party.
And to relieve tension, I attempted again for the 2millionth time to beat down Xaldin's ass in KH2 proud mode. Alas, I got so close. but I cannot escape that beam of terror from the dragon thing. ::cries::
BUT ENOUGH OF THIS SILLINESS. WE NEED SILLINESS IN A STORY!
Disclaimer: NOPE! XP
"talk" think ((yours truly))
What If…
Demyx got Zexion to play Dance Dance Revolution with him?
And Axel and Roxas joined them and had
a huge DDR dance party!?
((as suggested by the lovely TheMadHathor))
"Come on, Zexy, you know it'll be fun!"
Zexion sighed as he let himself be pulled to Demyx's room. Why in hell am I getting into this…he thought darkly, almost being pulled straight into a wall. This crazy Nobody will be the death of me. "Why am I needed here again?"
"Because it's no fun to play DDR by yourself!" Demyx exclaimed, as if this ended the discussion.
Zexion raised his eyebrows. "You never actually told me what DDR is…"
Demyx smiled deviously as he opened the room to his door. "Dance Dance Revolution of course!" he grinned and pushed Zexion into the room.
As Demyx shut the door, Zexion stared at him blankly. "Demyx…I can't dance."
"I'll teach you. Besides its not dancing really…"
Zexion's ire grew. "Demyx…"
Demyx smiled at him. "Please Zexion?"
"No."
"But-"
"I said no, Demyx!" Zexion said, changing into the Superior for added scare-effect. Demyx instantly recoiled.
"Z-Zexion, come on, that isn't funny-"
"I don't care Number IX!" Demyx flinched. Zexion only called him 'Number IX' when he was really angry. "I don't want to make an ass of myself in front of you by attempting to dance!" Zexion immediately clapped his hands over his mouth, turning back into himself as he turned pink.
Demyx smiled softly and folded Zexion into a warm hug. "Don't worry," he whispered into Zexion's ear, "I'll teach you." Zexion softened and hugged him back lightly.
"…I guess." he said grudgingly. Demyx squealed and set up the game.
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Zexion glared at the television as he got an E yet again. He was doing perfectly fine when Demyx played the slow ones for him, but of course Demyx got a teeny bit impatient and put on the hard ones. Zexion sighed as he swore under his breath. Goddamn, this game must be invented to kill you…He thought he was in good shape before he played this game. He looked over at Demyx before he collapsed onto the bed.
"Demyx….you're going to kill me…."
Demyx grinned and tackled him. "How can you possibly be tired?!" His grin faded as he crawled up him. "We haven't even done anything yet…"
Zexion's eyes widened as Demyx moved closer to him. Just as their lips were about to touch, the door burst open.
"Demyx! We were going to…go…out…what the hell?" Roxas looked over at the bed in confusion at the two men who had just leapt apart, and hurled themselves into the headboards by accident. Axel broke out into hysterical laughter at the pair.
Rubbing his injured head, Demyx grinned up at the pair. "We were just playing DDR…" He said, not meeting their eyes.
Axel grinned devilishly. "So that's what they're calling it these days?" Glancing at the television screen and then grinning pervertedly at the two on the bed, he continued, "would you mind if we j—"
"Played DDR with you?" Roxas finished, glaring at Axel for daring to suggest that they "join" them in anything else.
Demyx grinned, glad for the subject change. "Of course! You two can play next, my head hurts a bit…"
Surprisingly, Axel was horrible at DDR. Roxas grinned at him. "You really suck, you know…"
Axel smirked at him. "Oh and you're just amazing," he said sarcastically.
"Hell, I could do this all day."
"We could do something else all day…" Axel said, winking at him.
"Shut up." Roxas muttered, his cheeks pinking as his focus resumed on the game.
Axel looked offended. "I call upon Demyx to defend my honor!" Roxas looked over at him, confused. Wasn't it just my honor that was compromised? Shaking his head, Roxas accepted the challenge as Demyx stepped onto the dance floor. Meeting his determined eye, Roxas grinned predatorily at him.
"Max 300?"
"You know it." Demyx smiled as he selected the fastest paced song on the game. It certainly wasn't the hardest, but it was certainly quick.
Roxas quickly took the lead as the song started. He stole a glance over at Demyx, to see that he looked as if he was truly determined to beat Roxas down. Not a chance, Roxas said as he landed from a jump and started going into multiple quick jumps. However, he landed funny, and being exhausted from playing many songs with Axel, he was unable to recover and fell to the floor, clutching his right ankle.
Axel gasped as he went over to Roxas. Demyx stopped the song and stood back a little with Zexion as Axel fussed over him.
"I'm fine Axel, there's no need to—Axel!"
Roxas yelled out as Axel hefted him up bridal style. "As much as Roxas denies it," Axel called out to the pair over Roxas' protests, "he just twisted his ankle. I'm taking him to get it wrapped up…" Winking, Axel stepped out with Roxas in tow.
Demyx looked over at Zexion, grinning slightly. "You know, Axel fell like that when we played once…"
Zexion raised an eyebrow. "So?"
"So…" Demyx, continued, smirking slightly, "He knows he didn't twist it, and that it just hurts like hell."
Zexion smiled back. "So…they aren't going to the infirmary are they?"
Demyx winked. "Nope!" Stepping closer to Zexion, he took his hand as he whispered, "So…Do you have any injuries that need…wrapping?"
Zexion smirked and pulled Demyx's face to his. "You know, I just might have one or two…"
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Ehee! I think that turned out pretty well. And, what happened to Roxas? True story. I was playing Max 300, for like, the third time in a row, Very smart of me I know. And I landed funny and attempted a twist for like those three quick notes and landed with the side of my ankle instead of my foot. Fell right to the floor.
XP Of course, I didn't get a sexy Axel to fix it.
Read and Review my darlings!
freaky-hanyou