I'm baaaaaaaaaaack! HI EVERYBODY! Hah, it just took me about 10 minutes to find the what if I'm on. I really should make an archive.
…I might just do that.
ANYWAY! So the play went well. EXCEPT THIS ONE HORRIBLE FRIDAY that I missed my alarm andoverslept until 2 friggin PM, rendering me ineligible for thesold out show that night. But my techies were able, and they managed as I sat in the audience with an earbud in my ear, listening to everything they did.
It was not fun. But all in all it went well. Cept the radioactive snowstorms that happened over the WEEKEND and knocked out 2 performances. -.-
But before I begin. Two things. ONE. I REMEMBERED a birthday yesterday, but I was exhausted and since SPRING BREAK STARTS TODAY WOOT! I would bow down in apology and updated late. So without further ado.
DARLING DARKDESKULL:blows kazoo:
HAAAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIIIIIRTHDAY!
HAAAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIIIIIRTHDAY!
HAAAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIIIIIRTHDAY!
TO YOU TO YOU TO YOU
OLE!
Happy Belated, darling! (Dude, you type on a Wii? THAT'S Crazeh!)
AND OMG ONEMOREPARADISE I HOPE YOUR SURGERY WENT WELL.
Btw, this chapter was 2 reviews from breaking High Score. And I cant remember any of my review comments, which is probably a good thing. BUT so many new people on this one! I LOVE all of you! and 600! Holy Hell!
Ahem. By vote, this will be a Zemyx. XD And hey, ILoveNumber8, I work at a Dollar Tree. That's amazing. (well. for 3 more weeks then it goes out of business…but that's another story!)
ONE MORE THING. I totally missed the RokuAku for March….so The Day that Never Was will have to work. XD
What If…
Zexion lost his memories and Demyx had to help nurture him?
((as suggested by the darling firelid))
"D-Demyx…" Zexion stuttered as he was pushed against a wall in his bedroom while Demyx ravished his neck while roaming hands traveled over his half-covered chest.
"Yes?" Demyx murmured against his neck, smirking. He pushed himself closer to Zexion, running a trail of kisses to his collar bone. "Did you want to say something?"
Zexion groaned a response as he wrapped his hands in Demyx's hair.
Demyx's smirk turned devilish as he pulled Zexion to himself, edging him off the wall and towards the bed. "I didn't think so…So how would you like it?"
Zexion gasped as Demyx continued to distract him with his hands. "How…ever…"
He smiled. "Good. Because I'm feeling a little…" he whispered in Zexion's ear, "Crazy." Demyx quickly pushed Zexion away from him, aiming him towards the soft bed. However, he pushed him a bit too hard, and watched in horror as Zexion flew back towards the bed, his head crashing into the headboard with a sickening thud.
------((I do declare that's T enough))-----
Demyx stood outside the Hospital Wing, forcing himself to be calm and stay still. This is all my fault…I act so strange sometimes…Demyx looked up as the Superior exited through the door of the Hospital Wing.
"Number IX." He said coldly.
"Yes sir?" Demyx replied hesitantly.
"I want a detailed account of what happened. Now."
"Well…" Demyx said, cheeks pinking as he looked away, "I kinda…." He trailed off.
"Yes?"
"I pushed him into my headboard." Demyx winced, waiting for the tongue-lashing he was about to receive.
The Superior sighed as he stared at Demyx. "Number IX, because of your stupidity we lost one of the most brilliant min—"
"Wait, you lost?" Demyx interrupted, sidestepping the Superior and entering the Hospital Wing. He can't be… He sighed in relief as he entered the Hospital Wing to see Zexion propped up beside a window, calmly gazing at the stars outside.
"Thank goodness, Zexion, The Superior made it sound like you were—" He cut himself off as he looked closely at Zexion's expression. Demyx had expected Zexion to glare at him and make a witty comment about his strength, but surprisingly his expression was blank.
"Who's Zexion?" Zexion asked Demyx blankly. "And who are you?"
Demyx stared at Zexion in shock for a moment before collapsing into a chair next to him.
"What have I done?" Demyx muttered to himself.
"Well, whatever you did, it must have been pretty serious to have you looking like that," Zexion commented dryly, resuming his perusal of the stars.
Demyx shook himself, staring at Zexion. "What's the last thing you remember?"
Zexion looked at him blankly. "Nothing."
Shit. Demyx shifted his chair closer to Zexion's bed, sighing. "This is going to be quite a long story…"
-----((poor Demyx))-----
"So you're saying…" Zexion said slowly, "That my name is...Zexion, and I am a brilliant member of this…Organization, and you're…" he frowned, straining to remember his name.
"Demyx," Demyx supplied helpfully. "We…spend a lot of time together," he finished lamely. I can't tell him we're…together, it'll scare him…
"Right. Well, if you'll excuse me Demyx, I need to sleep for a while."
"Alright, Zexion, I'll see you in the morning!" he said with fake cheer as he stood up to leave. Once out the door, he put his hands over his eyes in frustration.
The Superior is going to murder me.
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Just as he predicted, the next morning Demyx was called down early to breakfast to get an earful from the Superior about his 'actions.'
"From this moment, all of your missions consist of helping Zexion regain his memory. If you fail, I'll turn you into a Dusk."
Demyx sighed as he idly stirred his eggs at breakfast. Deciding that he wasn't very hungry, he stood and began to head towards the Hospital Wing. Might as well start now…
Surprisingly, Zexion was not alone when he arrived.
"So, Marluxia…you're saying that I used to do what with Demyx every Thursday?"
Marluxia smiled devilishly. "Why it's really very simple really. Demyx would go to the kitchen and get a carrot-"
"Get out Marluxia." Demyx ground out, his ire rising.
Marluxia smiled innocently as he stood up to leave. "Why, I'm just helping you with your mission Demyx!" he winked. "You never know what could spark his memory!"
"It would help if what you told him was true," Demyx replied as Marluxia walked towards the door.
He turned at the door, smiling. "Oh, I know your secrets." He chuckled as he left the Hospital Wing.
Demyx turned around to find a pleasantly confused Zexion staring at him. "Now, what did we do with this carrot that I should know about?"
"Nothing." Demyx said, pinking slightly. "Don't believe anything Marluxia says. He lies almost constantly."
Zexion raised an eyebrow, not sure if he should drop this matter regarding the carrot. However, Demyx cut him off, pulling out a book from his cloak. "Now, I brought something from your room that might spark your memory."
He brandished the small gold book for Zexion's inspection. "You were reading this to me before you lost your memory," Demyx explained. "Maybe if I read it aloud to you it might spark something?"
Zexion nodded. "It might work. What's it called?"
"Yours Until Dawn," Demyx said hesitantly. Zexion raised an eyebrow but decided not to comment. Demyx opened to the page they left off on and continued to read. "Her swallow was audible. 'Perhaps we'd best eat before you feel compelled to describe my undergarments.' 'That won't be necessary,' he replied in a tone as smooth as silk. 'You're not wearing any.'"
Zexion cleared his throat loudly. "I have a question."
"…Yes?" Demyx said slowly.
"Are we dating?"
Demyx almost fell out of his chair. Well, he's definitely still as perceptive as he was before… "Why do you ask?"
"Why else would we be reading such a book together?" Zexion reasoned. When Demyx didn't reply, his gaze turned sharp. "Well?"
"Well….yeah, we're together."
"Oh." Zexion said quietly. "So have we…?"
Demyx nodded. Zexion smirked.
"So does that mean the carrot thing that Marluxia was telling me about was true?"
Demyx blushed. "No it does not!" Zexion laughed at him.
"I'm only kidding," he said, "I'm starting to see why I liked you. You're cute."
Demyx blushed harder. "Thanks."
"This must be pretty difficult for you," Zexion commented. "How did I lose my memory, exactly?"
Demyx made a choking noise in the back of his throat. "That's quite an interesting story…"
"Do tell."
"You kinda…hit your head pretty hard on my headboard," he said sheepishly.
"Really,"Zexion said, smiling. "This must be really difficult for you then."
Demyx nodded. "I'm sorry, it was all my fault."
"Since I can't remember, you are forgiven." Zexion's expression turned sly. "Demyx?"
"Hm?"
"Kiss me."
Demyx sputtered, his blush returning. "What?"
"Kiss me," Zexion repeated. "To regain my memory I have to do things I would do normally right? And that book isn't working, and I don't know anything about…Heartless, so kiss me."
Demyx looked away. "I don't know…"
Zexion reached for Demyx, turning his chin to lock eyes with him. "Please?"
Demyx closed his eyes and nodded. He stood up, leaning over Zexion on the bed before leaning in a pressing his lips against Zexion's lightly. He had intended it to be a quick, chaste kiss, but once he had begun he found that he couldn't stop. He pushed against Zexion forcefully, putting his hands out on either side of Zexion. However, Zexion was unprepared for this action and he was pushed backward, his already injured head hitting the wall.
"Ouch!" Zexion cried out, grasping his head.
"I'm sorry, Zexion!" Demyx said hastily. Dammit, I did it again!
"It's alright, Demyx, I'll live. Although I can't remember for the life of me why I'm in the Hospital Wing…What happened?"
Demyx blinked. "You…remember?"
Zexion stared at him, puzzled. "Of course I do…why wouldn't I?"
Demyx squealed happily, hugging him tightly. "You're back!"
Zexion patted his back awkwardly, still confused. "Did I miss something?"
Demyx smiled up at him. "It's an interesting story. I'll explain in detail later when you're out of here."
Zexion smiled. "Fair enough." He smirked down at Demyx. "Hey…What day is it?" he whispered.
"Thursday…why?"
Zexion smiled secretively. "No reason," he said winking.
Demyx immediately flushed, turning away from Zexion. "Not until you're healed, Zexy."
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haha. Carrot. Well that was quite random. I'm tired.
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"…what do you do for a living?"
"I'm a housekeeper."
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