Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Hiding Spots ❯ Hiding Spots ( Chapter 1 )

Pairing: Marluxia and Zexion

Warning: Yaoi and slight OCC-ness.

Summary: Marluxia sneaks up on Zexion and needs something to help pass the time.

Rating: PG-13, just to be safe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts (I, II, or CoM) in any way, shape, or form.

Inspiration: Eh, it's 12:33 am and I can't sleep. Plus I'm sick. Oh joy.

 

Author's Note: I know, I know, kinda a crack! pairing, no? Well, I was originally going to use Demyx again, but I have a few of those stories and I needed someone to be semi without being too OC.

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“Boo” ~ Talking

`Boo' ~ Thinking

BOO! ~ Sound Effects

 

What time is it?

Story time!

 

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`A nine letter word for love…' Zexion tapped his pencil against the table of the library. `A nine letter word…' He sighed impatiently. Suddenly, a familiar scent tickled the Cloaked Schemer's nose; the vague smell of rose petals.

 

“Don't even Marluxia.”

 

“Well then, I guess nothing gets passed you Zexion.”

 

“You spend too much times with your flowers. And you aren't as graceful as your alias suggests.”

 

“Ouch Zexion, ouch. That hurts, that hurts right here.” Marluxia mockingly placed his gloved hand over his chest, where his heart should be.

 

“You know as well as I do, there is nothing there. While you are here, make yourself useful; tell me what a nine letter word for love. Why are you here?” Zexion finally looked up to see Marluxia sit in the chair across the table.

 

“What, you don't want to spend time with me Zexy?” Marluxia smirked, knowing full well how much his superior hated that nickname Demyx has made for him.

 

“What have I told you about calling me that, Marley? Now answer me, why are you here? ” Zexion looked up at him, obviously annoyed.

 

“Well, if you must know, I'm hiding from Larxene. In addition, I am looking for something to do to pass the time.”

 

“I would have thought that hiding from her would give you enough trill. Tell me, why is she chasing you?”

 

“Well, well, well, aren't we curious?”

 

“You may leave at any moment. The door is behind you.” Zexion stated, turning back to his crossword puzzle.

 

“She wants something from me that I do not wish to give.”

 

“Like…?”

 

“A kiss.”

 

“…”

 

“Go ahead. Out with it.” Marluxia was watching Zexion like a hawk, seeing what he would do, but he merely cleared his throat and picked his pencil back up.

 

“That is…very unfortunate Marluxia.” The lavender haired man said, but with a bit of humor still evident in his voice.

 

“Marluxia! Where the hell are you!?” The pink haired man looked up with a look of terror etched upon his face.

 

“She found me.” Marluxia looked towards the door and back to a chuckling Zexion. “Help me Cloaked Schemer!”

 

“I will, but on one condition: You must tell me a nine letter word for love.”

 

“Deal!” Zexion picked up his unfinished puzzle, calmly got up from his seat, and walked over to Marluxia, who was looking absolutely frantic.

 

“Come with me.” Zexion walked past three large, white book cases and Marluxia followed obediently. Upon coming to a corner of the library, at which two cases meet, Zexion stared at it momentarily. “I believe this is the correct passage.” Just then, they heard the double doors of the library crash open.

 

“Marluxia! I know you're in here!”

 

“Please hurry Zexion.” The Graceful Assassin was practically begging. “She's going to find me. And when she finds me, she finds you.”

 

“Calm down Marluxia, this is what I have been searching for.” Zexion reached up and pulled on a thick black book, and the bookcase started to move. Quietly, it shifted to the right and Zexion stepped threw. “Well, do you wish for her to find you?”

 

“What do you think.” Marluxia stepped threw and stood beside his superior, then realized just how small the passage was. The bookcase suddenly slide shut and they were trapped there, together, until the Savage Nymph leaves.

 

“Zexion”

 

“What?”

 

“You are very short for a grown man.”

 

“And you are feminine, are you sure Larxene wants a kiss? Maybe she wants to do your hair.”

 

“Aw, does the emo kid need a hug?”

 

“Do not touch me Marluxia.”

 

“Well, now I have too.”

 

“I'm warning you.”

 

Marluxia ignored his superior's warning and hugged him, in a very uncaring way. Squeezing Zexion to his chest, he got a nose full of his lavender hair. `Well, the Organization's only emo member has soft hair. I never would have guessed that.'

 

“Release me.”

 

“No, I don't think I will.”

 

“Now.” It's not that Zexion hated the position they were in, quit the contrary, he found it calm and warm, but Marluxia wouldn't never let him live it down if he did not put up a fight.

 

“Affection.”

 

“Excuse me?”

 

“Your nine letter word for love. It's affection.”

 

“I see.” Zexion brought up the crossword puzzle and pencil, the placed it upon Marluxia's chest and filled in the word. “It has filled the space. You have my thanks.”

 

“You brought it with you…”

 

“You only entertain me for so long Number XI.”

 

“I take that as an insult.”

 

“Amazing, really it is.” Zexion replied sarcastically. Suddenly, one of Marluxia's hands slivered up and yanked the puzzle book and pencil from the shorter male's hands then threw it to the floor.

 

“I'll show you how `entertaining' I can be.” Marluxia quickly swooped his head down and enveloped Zexion's lips within his own, his free hand snaking in his short, but soft hair. Zexion gasped in utter shock, but gave Marluxia the upper hand as he slide his tongue over his superior's bottom lip and into his mouth. The Graceful Assassin pulled away quickly and nuzzled into Zexion's neck.

 

“Zexy…” he purred, “Kiss me…we both know you want to.” He then moved up towards Zexion's ear and bit down on his earlobe softly, earning a gasp. “Kiss me Zexion…” Marluxia smirked when he felt a paired of hands wander from where they were resting upon his chest and into his hair, then yank him down into a fierce kiss.

 

The `Assassin' took advantage of Zexion's sudden change of attitude, and wrapped both of his arms around his waist tightly and lifted him off the floor slightly. Marluxia gasped suddenly when his Schemer nipped his bottom lip softly, as if he was asking for entrance. But Zexion gained more than permission; he gained full access. He slide his tongue into Marluxia's mouth and explored every crevice he could get to. Number XI suddenly pulled away from Zexion, making him whimper slightly, and smirked.

 

“Looks like my little emo kid needed more than a hug.”

 

“Shut up Marluxia…” Zexion mumbled, and pulled him down into another kiss. He promptly tightened his grip around `Marly's' neck and pulled him as close as he possibly could. Marluxia pressed Zexion up against the wall of the small passage and slide his hands down a little further, so that they rest upon his rear.

 

“Ahem.”

 

The Cloaked Schemer and the Graceful Assassin both turned their heads, to stare straight into the blue eyes of the very angry Larxene. With both of their, now horrified, faces still pressed together had turned a dark shade of red.

 

“Mind telling me what you're doing Marluxia?!”

 

“Well, I thought that was pretty obvious…”

 

“Shut up! You didn't give me a kiss! But then, oh ho! Then you go and make out with the emotionless emo kid!?”

 

Zexion slide down, much to Marluxia's protests, and attempted to fix his disheveled appearance. “How am I emotionless, but still `emo' Number XII? The term `emo' means that I have an emotional problem. So you have contradicted yourself my dear little Nymph.”

 

“Shut up!” Larxene spun on her heel and stalked away angrily. Then, Marluxia started laughing.

 

“Mind if I come to you whenever I need to hide Zexy?”

 

“…Whatever.” Then, Marluxia started to sing.

 

“Zeeexy is seeexy!”

 

“Shut up Marley.” Both males left the passage and the bookcase slide back into place, leaving Zexion's unfinished puzzle book forgotten on the floor. But will be remembered in a few days, the next time someone is angry at Marluxia and he needs to hide.

 

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Author's Note 2:That was fun. I know, a few parts seem a little OCC, but I tried my best!

And it's currently 4:19 am, and I'm watching the end of Sin City. And I need to shower soon. So yea, I haven't slept yet today…yesterday? Whatever. I really hadn't expected this story to become this long. It was just a little blip I did `cause I can't sleep, but I really like it.

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PS: It didn't take me like four hours to write this. I kept pausing `n stuff.

 

But anyway!

Reviews please!

 

xoxo

The Rainbow Spork