Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Vindicated ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: Vehira

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters. Hell, if Xemnas couldn't get a hold of Kingdom Hearts, who's to say I could? Nomura can, duh. He owns it all! ...And Disney, I guess.

Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Adventure | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.06.2007 | Updated On: 06.06.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 276 | Status: Work In Progress

Xaldin was now seated in the driver's seat in front of Demyx. He still didn't take down his hood. Xigbar had opened the back door across from Demyx, and he was looking over at Axel curiously.

“Nice to see your face again, Axel.” he said jokingly. Axel sighed, shaking his head with a small smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, Xigbar.”

“Want shotgun?”

Axel perked up. “Seriously?”

Xigbar nodded. Axel practically leapt over the seat and into the passenger's seat, bouncing on the cushion as he landed, grinning like a little kid. Demyx couldn't stop his giggles. Axel loved the passenger's seat. The back was always too closed in for him; he needed windows to look out of freely.

Since he was observing how Axel waved mockingly to Xaldin, who grunted none-too-pleased, Demyx didn't notice Xigbar slide in next to him until the large door slammed shut, causing him to jump. Xigbar chuckled and stored his huge gun beneath the seat, which Demyx found amusing since the space didn't look that big.

“So you and Axel know each other, kiddo?” Xigbar asked. Demyx nodded.

“Yeah, for a long time. We haven't seen each other in about a year.”

“Eleven months, two weeks and four days, Dem.”

“What he said.”

Xigbar looked from the blonde to the redhead, taking note of how Axel was blushing slightly and Demyx was clearly trying to avoid saying something. The tone in Axel's voice had an unusual, sad twist in it as well.

“Well that was exact.” Xigbar noted. By now Xaldin had calmly pulled out from the back parking lot and was about to turn onto the street. “Did you count the days, Axel?”

Axel bit his lip, crossing his arms and legs, a sure sign of nervousness. “Yeah.”

“Why?”

“'Cause.”

“Axel…”

“Xigbar, it's none of your business, so would you please leave it alone?!” Axel lashed out. He regained his composure immediately though, chewing on his lip much like Demyx had. Demyx looked over at Xigbar, his mouth drying at the look in his eye. Xigbar leant up to Axel, his mouth near his ear.

“Number VIII, was that an order?”

“More so a request.”

Xigbar smirked, huffed and plopped back down beside Demyx. “You did say `please'. I'll let you off this time.” he said almost teasingly. Axel stared determinedly out the window to his right, a bead of sweat forming near his temple. Demyx looked from the two, absolutely shocked.

What…just happened?

Did…Axel…Axel…just…just…

Oh, shit.

Xigbar noticed Demyx's look, and laughed. “What's wrong, kid? Not used to seeing Axel like that?”

Demyx fought back the urge to gnaw his lip yet again. He nodded stiffly. Xigbar smirked.

“I'm sure he told you about the Organization, didn't he?”

Demyx wasn't sure if it was a bad thing that Axel had told him, and when he looked at Axel for a hint, he found that there was none to be given. He was torn between telling the truth and telling a lie based on an assumption. He took a deep breath.

“Was he supposed to?” he asked, trying to sound strong. Xigbar smirked at him.

“Depends on what he said.”

Demyx sighed. “Yeah, he told me a little bit.”

“Who's our boss?”

“Xemnas.”

“Was he cynical towards him?”

“He's Axel, how could he not?”

That got a soft laugh from said redhead.

“True. Who's Xemnas's lapdog?”

“Uhhh…”

“How many members are there right now, at this moment?”

Demyx whimpered from the memory of the news. “N-nine…” he squeaked.

Xigbar looked at Axel, possibly impressed. “So…he told you?”

“Y-yeah…” Demyx said, voice cracking. He didn't know what it was, but being forced into the Organization made him feel as if he was being sentenced to Death Row. Xigbar looked at him sympathetically.

“It's okay, lil' dude. Anything else?”

Demyx sniffled. “Be nice to Xaldin.”

He could have sworn that even Xaldin himself had joined into the laughing.

Xigbar patted Axel's shoulder. “Very nice, Axel! Very nice.”

Axel grinned. “Well, I didn't want sweet little Dem-Dem getting speared or poisoned just for saying something. Wouldn't be right.”

Demyx smiled, blushing. Axel still cared…

Xigbar chuckled some more and turned to Demyx. “So where do ya live?”

“2930 Kran Street.” Demyx and Axel replied in unison. Demyx looked at Axel, shocked, and the same expression was played on Axel's face as well. Xigbar cocked his eyebrow while Xaldin turned his head a little to Axel.

“Okay then. We'll stop by there so you can get your stuff. Pack your favorite clothes, personal belongings, any cash you have stashed around the house, and anything else you absolutely need. Axel and I can help you if you need us to. Got it?”

Demyx nodded slowly. “So…I'm…leaving?”

Xigbar looked almost regretful. “Yeah. Don't worry too much, though. You'll still be able to go to school and stuff; you'll just be living with us from now on.”

A tear threatened to escape Demyx's eye. “What about…my family?”

“We'll take care of that, kid. Just get your stuff and say any goodbyes.”

Demyx hiccupped. Axel clenched his fist, knowing he couldn't do anything to comfort the mullet-head.

“Okay…”