Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Our Minds in a Nutshell ❯ He's not right for you ( Chapter 5 )

XP To those who guessed that it was Saix with Xemnas you get a cookie XD

 

As I promised this shall be a Demyx centered chapter. Forgive me for taking so long. I just haven't had much inspiration.

 

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The sound of loud snores drifted throughout the house, passed through doors and bothered the sensitive ears of the snoozing blonde on the couch. One leg perched upon the arm rest, and the other hung limply over the side. Demyx's head tilted back and the other arm rest became the support for his neck. His mouth was agape, attracting a nearby fly with his putrid morning breath. The poor fly was swallowed a few seconds later, and the blonde sat up straight, gagging and choking as the fly went down his esophagus. Gasping and once more gagging in slight disgust he sat up, running his fingers through his limp hair, the traces of gell he hadn't washed out the night before made his fingers sticky.

Sighing he got up, several joints popping in the process. He grimaced before sleepily ambling over to the bathroom and giving himself one reproachful stare in the mirror before attempting to crack the kink out of his neck. The blonde looked down at the pink sink, a roach looked up at him, waving it's antenna around in a sort of `oh my god it's huge!' motion.

Demyx smiled slightly at the roach, opening the cabinet hidden behind the mirror and fishing out the half gone tube of gell. He still wore the clothes from the previous day, but hey, what the hell, it was Sunday, no one ever hung out with him on the weekends.

His hair now slicked back into his very defined style, he tip-toed over to what should have been his bedroom for the night. His mother lay there, drooling on his pillow. Sighing he set about in the kitchen, attempting to shoo away his little roach buddies. Why they were his buddies? Because he admittedly talked to a few when he couldn't find Axel.

His cell phone was still in his pocket he remember as his thigh oh so randomly vibrated. He jumped slightly before fishing it out.

“Hello?”

“Hey…” The voice was mellow, cool, nonchalant and somewhat cold.

“Hi!” Demyx's voice was the exact opposite, and it sounded very…excited.

“Hmm.”

Demyx blinked. “Umm…”

“I was wondering if you could come down to the coffee shop today…”

Demyx jumped, glad the other boy couldn't see him. “Sure!” Perhaps that sounded TOO over excited?

“Yeah…be there at twelve, that's my lunch break..”

“Mmhmm! Love you Zexi!”

Instead of a reply, Demyx got the dial tone.

Zexion, Demyx current boyfriend. If there was one word to describe said boyfriend, Demyx would reluctantly use `cold'. It wasn't that Zexion was neglectful. The boy never failed to call him once a day. Just…the blonde sighed, the boy had a tendency to be very, cold, cruel, verbally abusive in a way. Demyx convinced himself his boyfriend had a perfectly valid reason to be.

He continued to set about his breakfast. Oh well, none of that mattered right now. Zexion wanted to hang out with him! His little emo boy, the blonde thought fondly. Though of course, Demyx knew he could never say that around Zexi. Oh no. Zexion was never supposed to be classified as emo. His hair style was just there because it `looked cool', and it wasn't `dyed black'. He just wore a lot of that color…or lack of color. Munching thoughtfully on his eggs, Demyx wondered why Zexion would want to see him on this particular Sunday…as aforementioned Demyx didn't have company on Sundays, unless you counted his roaches. Shrugging it off as a good thing, Demyx meandered quietly towards his room, taking his painstaking time in silently picking out his clothes, so as not to wake his mother, who was most likely working the late shift tonight.

The day outside, he just noticed, was a very nice sunny day. Heh, sunny day, Sunday…the blonde shook his head. Honestly he wasn't that ditzy. Zexion said he was though…

There was a particular café that Zexion worked at. Demyx had a habit of lingering there after school as the other boy worked. He wondered now recently if it was a bother to the other boy, but seeing as how the `emo' hadn't said anything on the subject, the blonde continued to loiter at this particular spot.

Seeing as how he had been rudely awoken by that fly late into the morning, by the time Demyx had cheerfully walked over to said café, Zexion was patiently sitting at a table under an umbrella sipping at what he assumed was coffee. He smiled brightly and took his seat in front of the boy.

“Hi!” His smile never faltered.

Zexion looked up with his only visible eye. “Hmm.”

Why was that always his response? “Umm…so…why'd you cal me over here?”

Zexion shrugged. “I got bored.” He said simple. That was always the case, If Zexion got bored, it was Demyx job to entertain him. Wonderful. Yet the blonde loved his little appointed task, in a way.

Demyx shrugged as well. “What can I do?”

Zexion smirked. “You know what I want…”

Oh of course…that.

Demyx blushed. “W-where? You only have thirty minutes…”

Zexion set his coffee down, holding out his hand for the blonde. “Don't tell me you've never heard of exhibitionism.” The blue haired boy smirked.

“O-of course I have!” Demyx sputtered indignantly. “B-but….”

Zexion sighed and roughly pulled Demyx from his chair, despite being the shorter one, Zexion was…the one who wore the pants in the relationship, to put it bluntly. He then dragged the poor boy towards the back of the café. The Employee's Only bathroom. With a dejected sigh lost to Zexion, Demyx perched himself atop the sink.

The other boy could only smirk as he roughly pressed his lips against Demyx's.

 

“Xigbar, why the hell do we have to come here?”

“Because, it's got good coffee and I'm broke! Paycheck isn't till Friday!”

Xaldin sighed. “Your fault you don't know how to save.”

“Well you wanna pay for expensive coffee? It's called Starbucks.”

Xaldin shook his head. “Forget it.”

 

Demyx's hands were over his mouth, small moan escaping his kiss bruised lips and Zexion's mouth closed over his dick. Licking, sucking, nipping and driving Demyx crazy…and the boy knew it.

“Z-Zexi—oh!”

Zexion could only smirk, licking at the slit several times, Demyx bucking at nothing as Zexion pulled his head back every time. It was torture for the blonde. Zexion small thin fingers were wrapped around the base, two fingers occationally coming down to fondle his balls.

“Oh god!” Demyx's eyes went wide as he realized the loud exclamation.

Zexion's eye glared, delivering a harsh nip to his head, Demyx biting down on his fist as he came. Tears prickled at the ends of his closed eyes. He sat there, pants at his ankles attempting to regain his breath.

“You know I love it when you scream, but not in public, moron.” Zexion snapped harshly.

Demyx nodded, cleaning himself off.

“And don't think I'm done with you.”

The blonde only nodded again as he watched Zexion unzip his own trousers and pull out his hard manhood. Demyx hopped off the counter, and leaned on it with his elbows, presenting his backside to Zexion who smirked, tracing the soft flesh of Demyx's butt cheeks with his long nails.

“You drive me crazy…”

Demyx whimpered. Zexion had a tendency to take him without lubrication…the blonde was sad to say he was getting used it to, kind of… though he couldn't help the scream that tore from his lips as Zexion roughly pushed himself in, and grabbed the back of Demyx's carefully spiked hair.

“Shut the fuck up!”

 

Xigbar blinked. “You hear that?”

The taller, more frightening looking man looked up from his black coffee. “The scream? Yeah….”

Xigbar leaned back in his chair. “You know, I swear that voice sounded familiar.”

Xaldin shook his head. “Like who? You know barely anybody other than the teachers.”

“Pfft, fuck you.”

“I did last night.”

Xigbar glared. “Shut up”

 

The mess they left behind was hastily cleaned up as Zexion's half hour drew to a close.

He smirked. “You really know how to keep me entertained.” He left a soft kiss on Demyx's temple as he walked out with a proud stride back onto the main area of the café.

The blonde on the other hand was still attempting to gather his wits, still panting and still with his pants around his ankle on the floor. Stupid Zexion…

It wasn't until a few minutes that he ambled out…well limped out. His face however held no discomfort. He looked about, not spotting his so-called boyfriend, and sighed. He continued to lip towards the exit, pausing as he spotted two familiar faces. His first and fourth period teachers were sitting side by side, chatting amicably. Sighing he just limped by, without a second glance.

 

“Did you see him limp?”

“You think he's the one who was screaming?”

Xaldin shrugged. “It's his problem no?”

Xigbar mimicked the shrug. “I guess we should talk about rape on Monday, eh?”

Xaldin laughed, flipping the dreads that had managed to fall onto his shoulders back. “Nah.”

 

“Demyx!”

“Yes mom.”

“Where were you?”

“Out with Zexion.”

There was a resounding smack. “What the hell did I say about you dating….guys.”

Demyx shrugged. “Never to do it…”

How his mother figured out Zexion was his boyfriend, he would never know, and he preferred not to know…

“Go to your room.”

“Yes mom.” He figured if Axel didn't pick up…it was time to confide in the roaches again.

 

On the other side of town, Axel twitched slightly on the bed, the covers pooling around his lower half and his upper torso bare and exposed as he dreamt on, his vibrating phone lost to him.

 

Demyx sighed…maybe someone was having as bad of a day as he was…

 

“Roxas, Roxas!”

The blonde looked up to see his twin running at him, grinning. “I think I have a best friend!”

Roxas smiled slightly. “That's good for you, Sora!”

Sora smiled and snuggled his older twin. “Riku was sooo cool today! We hung out and—“

As Sora regaled Roxas with tales of what could almost be called a date, the older of the two zoned out…nodding periodically. The taste of jealousy once again as bile in his mouth. It was apparent, if Roxas didn't do anything soon, he would lose his brother, lose his brother to some random PUNK whom they had just met…it was infuriating. He was brought back to reality by a finger poking him.

“Roxas…are you okay?”

Roxas smiled and nodded. “Yeah…”

“You look mad…” He pouted. “Did I make you mad?”

No Sora…you never could.

Roxas shook his head and brought his twin close, kissing the top of his head softly and enjoying the content purrs his other half made as he snuggled closer.

“I'm going to steal your warmth okay?” He muttered.

Roxas laughed, the vibrations sending tremors down Sora's spine, pleasant tremors.

“I love you Roxas.”

“I love you too.” In more ways than I should…

 

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Actually that was easier to write than I thought o.o

XD

 

But yes. See see? A Demyx centered chapter! Mainly. Demyx has a not so nice boyfriend. But just so you know, I am a fan of the Zemyx paring. Dun worry. I'm not saying it'll end up that way though.

 

Next chapter: Roxas tries to make Sora see how he loves him, Axel's still a stalker and Sora's picked up a new habit.