Ok so I realize that I have to update lots to make all the reviewers return. XD But. Let me say this first. :mutters: I guess you can give me some Easter suggestions since I was MIA for St. Patties. Not 8 million! XD
AND for the carrot thing, I told Aranel ((idea source)) to name a random noun that was a food, and first she said pie which wouldn't have worked. And carrot was perfect. XD
AND I spent yesterday pulling out all the freaking What Ifs from the reviews. It was a bitch. 8 pages of Word document. And Zesty, I remember you gave me a what if to replace the pool one thing (which I am doing anyway XD we don't renege any what ifs do we? Hee!) but I cant remember which and tis bugging me. Oo I just found it. Nevermind. :innocence:
But yeah, even stupid what ifs will somehow be done. As much as I bitch. Although SOME I cant do until people explain. Like, Hyper Kid needs to tell me what the Inu complex is and Kerrilea needs to tell me what its like at her house. XD
BUT OMG STORY PIMPING TIME. IF YOU DON'T READ ANYTHING OF THE AN, MAKE SURE YOU READ THIS.
SO OMG. SOFRI. WROTE. A STORY FOR THIS AND YOU ALL HAVE TO READ IT.
Its called 'What Exactly' By Sofricus Aurora Zakuro. Wanna know what it is? Its what happened with the quarter, three sitar strings, and a stapler! WHICH IS AMAZING BECAUSE A.) I don't have to write it (seriously I had no idea, I was thinking like…stapler-launcher?) AND B.) ITS HILARIOUS. LOVE. GO READ IT.
Ahem. That is all. :spazz: This is one of those stories where I have no idea where its going. XD
What If…
Marluxia knew that Demyx liked Zexion, and had an idea that Zexion
returned the feelings, so he tried to make Zexion jealous?
((as suggested by the lurvely Zesty))
Marluxia sighed as he slowly ate his bacon at breakfast. This is nauseating, he thought as he idly watched Axel make obscene gestures at Roxas seated next to him. I don't see how I'm supposed to be able to eat watching this. As Marluxia tried to find something else to focus his attention on, he noticed that Demyx was staring at Zexion longingly through his peripheral vision.
Again.
Marluxia sighed, deciding that this was boring as well. When is this kid going to give up? he thought, glancing up the table where the higher numbers resided. There is no way Zexion of all people—well, what do we have here? He looked incredulously at Zexion who was pointedly ignoring Demyx. However, every few seconds, Marluxia noticed that Zexion would glance over at Demyx, only to find hat he had either looked at Axel or down at his food. He would then sigh and return to conversation with those around him.
Marluxia raised an eyebrow. Well that's suspicious…could Demyx's affections possibly be returned? This could use some looking into…But how to do it?
Marluxia grinned secretively to himself as he began to tuck into his eggs, happy that he finally found something to do. Oh dear Zexion, you are surely in for it now.
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By dinnertime, Marluxia had already mapped out his plan down to the hair follicle. He grinned devilishly as he strolled into the cafeteria, making a grand entrance for himself. Once he had everyone's attention, he strolled over to Demyx, smirking.
"Heya Demyx," he said, winking as he moved to his seat. Demyx stared at him disbelievingly, while Zexion raised an eyebrow but did not comment.
Partway into dinner, just as Demyx was engaging in casual conversation with Axel, he suddenly jumped and yelped loudly. He turned bright red, glaring at Marluxia.
"What. Are you doing." he ground out.
"Why, nothing," Marluxia said, flipping his hair and grinning, "just…stretching."
Demyx noticed that their incident was attracting the attention of those higher up the table, and, face turning redder, he began to eat his roast beef silently. Marluxia glanced up the table and saw that Zexion was glancing over at Demyx more than usual.
Perfect. Demyx suddenly jumped again, banging his knees into the bottom of the table.
"Marluxia," he whispered loudly. "Move your foot."
"Why?" Marluxia said innocently, "Don't you like it there?"
Demyx was silent once again, and hurriedly finished his dinner. Marluxia smiled, seeing that Zexion was now avidly watching Marluxia and Demyx. Do I spy envy in his eyes? Marluxia thought deviously as Demyx stood up and left quickly.
This is great.
Marluxia patiently waited for the perfect conditions for his next plan to be executed in. He calmly waited outside the cafeteria doors for the perfect opportunity. Finally, one day before breakfast, the opportunity presented itself. Everyone was already seated at the table except for himself and Demyx, who was running late. Marluxia grinned as he saw him arrive, walking briskly and not paying attention to his surroundings. As he entered hearing distance, Marluxia stuck out his foot between Demyx and the door.
"Good morning, Demyx," Marluxia whispered, grinning as Demyx tripped through the door, landing safely in the cafeteria in Marluxia's arms as if he was just dipped tango-style with his face inches from Marluxia's.
Demyx spluttered as Marluxia slowly lifted him up, making a great show of dusting off his shoulders.
"He tripped," Marluxia said in his 'you-know-I'm-lying-to-cover-up-something-devious' voice.
Demyx said nothing, and immediately sat down to eat. Zexion sent death glares at Marluxia all throughout breakfast.
Marluxia grinned as he set up his final scheme. This is going to be the killer, he grinned mischievously as he stalked one of the corners of the hallway. They're both on their way.
"Marluxia? You said Zexion wanted to see me?" Demyx said as he appeared from the other side of the hallway.
"Why yes," Marluxia said, stepping in his way, "he's in the library. Although you might not want to go this way, Axel and Roxas have opened up a portal straight into Atlantica in the floor."
Demyx looked at him disbelievingly. "Why the hell should I believe you after all of your antics this week?" he said as he turned the corner.
Marluxia heard a yelp and reached out, pulling Demyx away from his portal and pulling him against the wall. He stepped in front of him, grinning as he moved closer.
"You see Demyx?" he whispered softly, "I wasn't lying. I tell the truth sometimes you know. And I have a secret to tell…"
Demyx leaned away in protest, still panting from his near fall. "Marluxia, what-?"
"Demyx, you wanted to see me-Oh." Zexion said as he turned the opposite corner, alighting on what appeared to be an inappropriate moment.
"Sorry," he said quickly, summoning a portal and disappearing.
Marluxia smiled as Demyx pushed him away, furious. "What the hell is going on Marluxia?!"
"I said I had a secret," Marluxia said, his smile growing wider, "Want to hear it?"
Demyx glared at him. "Why?"
"Oh no reason," Marluxia said casually, "it has something to do with one Cloaked Schemer of course. He likes you, you know."
Demyx's eyes widened. "He does not."
"I've been watching him all week," Marluxia countered, "and he's head over heels. You better go apologize."
Demyx swore and disappeared into a portal. Marluxia smiled, closed his portal, and disappeared down the hall.
Mission accomplished.
Demyx appeared in front of Zexion's door, exasperated. He put his hand to the door to knock, but hesitated, thinking. What if Marluxia is lying? After all, he has been lying all week… He steeled himself, knocking. I'm thinking about this too much.
"Come in."
Demyx hesitantly opened the door, seeing Zexion bent over his desk, staring at a paper. "Zexion, I-"
"What do you want, Number IX?" he asked, turned away from the door.
"I'm sorry about what you saw in the hallway, I-"
"There's no need to explain anything, IX. I understand perfectly," Zexion said in a clipped tone, turning around to face him.
"But he was-"
"Is that all, IX? Because I have to work on—"
"Will you just let mefinish?" Demyx yelled, suddenly angry. "Marluxia was just being a dick and trying to make you jealous all week because he knows I have feelings for you!" Demyx clapped his hands over his mouth, face turning pink.
"He knows…what?" Zexion said, standing from his desk.
"Nothing," Demyx said, turning to leave.
"You have feelings for me?" Zexion asked slowly, grabbing hold of Demyx's shoulder and turning him around slowly.
"….Yes."
"Good," Zexion said, closing in for a fierce kiss. He pressed into Demyx closely, pushing him against the door as he rested his hands against it. Demyx gasped and wrapped his arms around Zexion's shoulders, shocked by the action. Zexion pulled back slightly, grinning.
"Well," he said softly, "something had to get the ball rolling."
"Does this mean that we actually owe Marluxia?" Demyx asked half-jokingly.
Zexion smiled. "Not a chance," he said before pulling Demyx close for another kiss.
GAH! ITS DONE! I kept getting distracted and distracted and distracted and wow its 215 and I started this bugger at 1130. XD
Last one: Blind Date. Good job!
"I would just die without you. And the lovechild that I am secretly pregnant with from our impassioned tryst would be a bastard because I had to go and dump snow on your head…"
freaky-hanyou