::twitch:: SEE I KNEW IT WOULD BE BETTER. Stupid me. Lesson learned? ITSBETTERNOTTOUPDATETHANTORUSH. Boo. That entire affair just peeves me off. I knew it would be better….skljfklsdjkfl grrrr. So anyway. BEFORE I FORGET!
A fanart I found ages ago of Axel with straight hair:
…This could take a minute to disguise the fact it's a link. k no wwwness
jack666rulez. deviantart. com/art /akuroku-new-hairstyle- 47436921? qby3Ajac666rulez &qhsort 3Atime+-in 3Ascraps
…Dude. Yeah just get rid of the spaces. (hope that worked)
BUT IN OTHER NEWS THAT IS AMAZING. AFTER RUNNING AROUND THAT DAMNE CASTLE AND LEVELLING UP THREE TIMES. IBEATXALDIN!!! EEEEEEEEE.
HOLY MOTHER OF HAPPINESS! I COULD HAVE DIED.
Although nothing compares to when I was playing KH and it took like 7 months to beat Ansem the second time, oh man I was running through the house screaming my head off. XD
And OnlyinthisLight, that site is amazing. I can see what I was missing in CoM!!! WHEE.
AND I'm thinking of writing one of my own stories next. Like The Old Flame, but it might be either Soriku or Zemyx. (heheee Dexion giggle) But I dunno. Alright, shutting up. ahahh WOW I just looked at Sleepover right, AND I forgot. To erase my little 'note for me' in capital italics at the bottom. Ignore that. ::embarrassment::
What If…
Zexion broke his leg, with only Demyx there to help?
((as suggested by ze lurvely Zesty))
Zexion sighed as he strolled down the grand hall in the Emperor's Palace in the Land of Dragons with Demyx. I must have done something wrong, he thought darkly, There's no other reason that I got a field assignment with Demyx of all people! He looked over at Demyx, feeling slightly guilty for thinking so poorly of him. It's not that I don't like him…He looked Demyx up and down quickly before the Nobody turned his direction and noticed. I just don't know what to do about it…
He sighed again as they turned a corner. Demyx looked over at him, concerned. "Is there something wrong Zexy?"
Zexion shook his head, focusing on the halls ahead. "I'm just…not fond of field assignments, is all."
Demyx smiled. "I agree with you there! I'm not the best at close combat, if you haven't noticed," he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
Zexion looked over at him. "I wouldn't say you're that bad," he said slowly, "you just haven't had enough training. After all," he continued, smiling slightly. "You're in the Organization. That counts for something."
Demyx laughed. "What's this Zexy? A compliment? I'll have to write it down in our mission report; surely this has never occurred in the Land of Dragons!"
Zexion glared at him. "Fine, see if I ever try to be nice again, IX.."
Demyx stopped walking, grabbing hold of Zexion's shoulder. "Sorry, I was only kidding!" He gave him a cheesy smile. "I'm quite flattered actually; no one ever compliments my fighting skills."
Zexion smiled back. "They have their…uses…" He suddenly turned pink slightly, looking away as a dream he had a few nights before flashed in his memory.
---((dream o' randomness!))----
"D-demyx…" Zexion groaned as he laid on the warm tile in Demyx's practice area with Demyx sprawled out next to him, lightly stroking his bare abdomen. Demyx's eyes darkened in hue as he smiled devilishly, summoning a small amount of water to him. Zexion looked at him questioningly, and his eyes widened as the water lightly ran over his arms, stroking over the side of his face. Zexion shuddered at how warm it was. As Demyx leaned over to kiss him heatedly, the water shifted to Zexion's legs and upper chest, as Demyx's hand that was resting on his abdomen traveled lower…
----((end dream o' randomness!))---
"Zeeeexy? IX to VI, do you read?"
Zexion shook himself, refocusing on the confused Demyx before him. "S-sorry," he apologized, shuddering slightly.
"What the hell was that?" Demyx wondered. "Are you having visions now?"
Zexion shook his head. "No," he said dismissively, beginning to walk forward again. "Just a crazy dream I had…"
Demyx raised an eyebrow. "What kind of dream?"
Zexion shook him off, walking faster. "Nothing."
"Come on! Tell me!" Demyx said, matching pace with him.
Zexion ignored him and continued walking, setting his sights for the turn up ahead in the hall.
"Zeeeexy!" Demyx whined, "It's mean to bring such things up and then not share," he commented. "You seemed so into it."
Upon reaching the corner, Zexion could take it no longer and turned swiftly, putting his arms on either side of Demyx, pinning him to the wall. "I was," he admitted softly. "But I need to focus…" he trailed off, pulling away abruptly. Demyx, who was slightly pink from the proximity, watched him as he turned on his heel, and walked on…
Straight onto a long flight of stairs he was unprepared for, tumbling down the 50 odd stairs.
Demyx turned the corner and gasped to see a pile of Zexion at the bottom of the stairs. As he reached the bottom, he heard Zexion groan aloud.
Fucking dream is throwing me off…Stupid thing…He hissed in pain as he tried to get up.
"Don't move," Demyx said to him commandingly.
Zexion raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? I am your superior-"
"Whose leg is bent the wrong direction, and should therefore not move."
Zexion looked over to his side, seeing his leg bent the wrong way at his knee. His eyes widened. "Fuck," he cried out as the pain hit him like a wave.
Demyx summoned a portal, and, with a burst of strength, carefully lifted Zexion bridal style to the hospital wing of the castle.
-----((Poor Zexy))------
Zexion sighed in frustration as he tried to reach an itch at the bottom of his foot from his prone position on his bed. This sucks. His leg had been popped back into place, and covered in a cast, leaving him nothing to do but sit in his bed for at least a month. And of course,he thought dryly, my caretaker is none other than-
"Hey Zexy! I brought you something to eat!" Demyx called in greeting, laden with a sandwich and some milk. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine," Zexion muttered as Demyx laid the tray down on his lap and sat in a chair next to his bed.
"That doesn't sound fine," Demyx said, stretching his arms behind his head, "it sounds like you need some cheering up!"
Zexion choked on his sandwich, quickly covering it up with a cough before Demyx decided to give him the Heimlich. Out of the corner of his eyes, he searched Demyx's face for any hint of double meaning in that sentence. Finding none, he sighed inwardly. That stupid dream just won't leave me alone!
"What would you like to do Zexy?" Demyx said, smiling.
Zexion finished off the last of his sandwich, frowning. "Sleep," he said deftly, handing him back the tray. Demyx sighed and left, taking the tray back to the cafeteria.
----((poor Demyx))-----
Demyx arrived back in Zexion's room to find him fast asleep. He smiled slightly, sitting back down in his chair as he watched Zexion slumber. He's been so grumpy lately…he wondered, what's gotten into him? Granted, I would be grumpy too if I was confined to my bed…but it seems to be more than that. I wish he would tell me what was bothering him so much that he didn't notice an entire flight of stairs…
--------((Zexy's dream))------
Zexion hissed as Demyx and his trails of water made new paths around his skin, dancing over his chest as Demyx kissed his collarbone. Demyx trailed a hand down to join Zexions' while the other one reached its destination on his inner thigh. Zexion cried out as the water made a new path under his swimsuit to circle around Demyx's hand. Demyx grinned, covering Zexion's lips with his own…
---------((end Zexy's dream))-----
Demyx looked up as Zexion stirred in his sleep, panting slightly. His eyes opened, seeing Demyx sitting there smiling at him. He rolled over to hide his flush, giving a polite, 'Hey Demyx,' as he did so.
Demyx sighed inwardly. "Why did you fall down the stairs, Zexion?"
Zexion froze, turning back over to face Demyx slowly. "I was…distracted…by something I really don't understand enough to talk about," he said, dancing around the subject.
Demyx nodded in understanding. "It sometimes helps to talk about something," he explained. "It can make things clearer for you."
Zexion flushed again, shaking his head. "I don't think you'd like to hear about it," he muttered,
not meeting Demyx's eyes.
"Of course I would," Demyx said kindly, reaching his hand out to turn Zexion's chin so he could meet his eyes, "You don't have to hide anything from me."
He said it so sincerely, and so tenderly, that Zexion smiled slightly and gave in. "I…guess I could tell you…" he began, "but you have to promise not to react or say anything until you hear me out."
"Sure," Demyx said, scooting closer to hear his story.
"Well, when we were talking about your fighting skills, it reminded me of this dream I have been having…"
----((bit o fast forward))-----
Zexion turned redder and redder as he related his dream to Demyx. Demyx, true to his word, did not say a word until Zexion had finished telling every detail of his dream.
"And I was so preoccupied that I didn't notice a flight of stairs in front of me!" he said, laughing awkwardly. He looked up at Demyx, awaiting a response.
Demyx looked at him intensely, before breaking off into peals of laughter. Zexion turned away, hurt. Demyx turned Zexion's gaze to him, smiling. "Why Zexy, I didn't know that you were so…kinky."
Zexion stared at him, stunned as Demyx's gaze turned devilish. "You wouldn't want to help me…practice my element once you're healed, would you?"
Zexion smiled at him, his blush permanently etched on his face. "I'd like that." Demyx moved closer to him, carefully leaning on the bed so as not to disturb Zexion's leg.
"I could get you a glass or two of water now, if you'd like."
Zexion laughed and pulled Demyx closer to him. "Maybe later," he said, smirking, "Right now, I'd prefer it if my bed were kept dry," he grinned, pulling Demyx down for a kiss.
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I kiiinda liked that one, but I still give it a meh. Whats this? Demyx being a seme? Or hinted as one? LE GASP! Haha that was fun.
Not as fun as it usually is, but still fun.
…I'm so tired. I'm running on 3.5 hours of sleep. Stupid school. I blame these updates on school.
LOVE.
freaky-hanyou