((Alright. That's fine.))

Demyx had finally mangaed to catch up to Xigbar, gasping for breath. But not before he had told Marluxia about Demyx's problem and the pink-haired man ran off to tell the others. He really hated running around so he didn't bother going after Marluxia. He wouldn't have caught him anyway. He managed a weak glare at Xigbar before turning and walking away to find something to do. If he couldn't find anything, he could always go play his sitar.

Zexion awoke again in a similar situation as he had a few days before. He was lying in Xemnas' bed again as the blankets were drapping off of his body pooling where his waist was. Zexion tried to move his legs from out from under the blankets when a sharp pain flew up the back of his legs, and his lower back. Lying back down on the bed all he could do was pretend that he was sleeping so Xemnas would think that he was still sleeping. Zexion felt a light tap on his head and he grimaced as a reflex. "So you're pretending to sleep my favorite little strategist," said Xemnas. Zexion's nickname among the group was the "strategist" since he was the one that made most of the plans of attack. He hated it though when Xemnas called him that.

There was a small dip in the bed as Xemnas sat down next to the form of Zexion. Zexion felt so vunerable as he was lying there. He felt Xemnas' hand on him lifting him into a sitting position so that he was situated in Xemnas' lap. Zexion immediatly went totally neutral and just laid limply in his arms on his lap. "Don't be like that." Xemnas ghosted his lips over at Zexion's as he manuvered him into a sitting position so that his back was facing him. He began to gently massage Zexion's shoulders. Zexion gave a small moan at the action, but immediatly regretted it when he heard Xemnas chuckle. Zexion closed his eyes tightly as tears began to leak down his face. Zexion was thinking of Demyx, and about their time the night before this nightmare. Xemnas chuckled again and said," You're thinking of the blonde brat again aren't you?" It was more of a statement than an actual question. "Well let me make this perfectly clear. If he touches you again, or if you touch him, I will make sure that he will die in the most painful way as possible." Zexion, hearing those words, just cried harder. Maybe, just maybe, if he was "good" Xemnas would leave Demyx alone. He wasn't worried about himself since he knew that he would never kill him, but he was worried about his expendable, in Xemnas' eyes, loving boyfriend.

Upon finding nothing to do in the castle, Demyx resorted to playing his sitar in the Grey Room. But while he played, his heart just wasn't in it. His mind was too busy thinking of what could possibly be bothering Zexion than on the music his fingers wanted to play. He sighed lightly. Another thing that was bothering him was that now everyone knew what he did last night. But knowing that they didn't know who he was with cheered him up slighlty. He had a feeling Zexion wouldn't be too happy if they knew.

He lifted his gaze when a shadow fell across his gaze. Only to see a very ticked off Larxene. "Hey Larxene... What's up?" he asked, hoping she wasn't there to kill him.

But sadly, she was. "You. Went. Into. My. Room. Brat." She said each word slowly, threateningly.

Demyx knew that if he wanted to survive, he needed to run. And he was off the couch so fast and running away from her before she had the chance to breath. She glared and went after him, lightening sparking off around her, making her all the more scary.

Larxene skidded to a stop to avoid running into Zexion. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to punish the little brat for going in my room." she snarled, angry. "Nobody goes in there without my permission unless they have a death wish."

"It's not my fault!" Demyx exclaimed. He had to think of an excuse quickly. "Xigbar told me to go in there and find something to blackmail you with." Yeah. That'll work. Blame him and get revenge against him at the same time. That's what he gets for messing with Demyx.

Larxene glared at Demyx for a few seconds, contiplating on whether or not she should believe him. And even though the anger didn't fade from her face, she seemed to relax some. "Where is he?" she asked, in a surprisingly calm voice.

"With Marluxia. They were plotting together." She nodded and turned to go find the two men. Demyx sighed in relief and hugged Zexion. "Thank you for saving me!"

Zexion got very tense, thinking that he would actually go and have to fight Larxene. Zexion knew that he had the edge with strategy and defense, but Larxene had the edge with speed and trickery. He was glad though when Demyx lied, and said that the true culprits were Xigbar and Marluxia. Larxene went running away from the two of them. Zexion gave a sigh of relief as he was suddenly hugged by Demyx as he exclaimed," Thank you for saving me!" Zexion swatted his hands away as he tried to wrench his body from in between his two arms. "Your welcome," said Zexion. "I have some work to do now so I have to be on my way." Zexion managed to get Demyx's hands off of him as he began walking towards the library again.

As he was walking he suddenly clutched his side, he continued to walk, but tripped and fell to the ground as he cried out.
((God, my character always keeps falling down.))

((Last post before lunch. I have meetings in the afternoon as well, but I will try to get on again))

Zexion was amazed that Demyx was able to pick him up with relative ease. "Have I really lost this much weight?" thought Zexion as he felt like a baby being carried through the hallways. He was deposited on a bed. The white of the room was blinding. He heard Demyx in the cabinets rustling around trying to find Zexion something to ease his pain. Demyx came running over with a Hi-Potion in his hand. Taking the potion from his outstretched hand Zexion took a swig. Sighing in relief he felt the potion begin to restore his torn and bruised skin on the bottom half of his body. Zexion knew that the more potions that he took the more resistant his body would become to their effects until nothing would help ease the pain. He had to be careful about it, but what was he supposed to do with Xemnas abusing the hell out of him every other night?

Looking at the clock, Zexion noticed that it was around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Cursing to himself because he hadn't done any of his work yet he hastily got to his feet only to fall forward knocking Demyx to the ground effectively pinning him there.

((OOh, a infirmary yaoi scene? maybe?))

Demyx watched as Zexion took the potion worriedly. He sighed in relief when the potion seemed to help. But that relief turned to surprise when he was knocked off his feet by the shorter Nobody. Demyx took note of his surroundings and saw that he was effectively pinned down. He fought off a smile that was forming on his face. This was a good position in his mind. He moved one arm slowly and wrapped it around Zexion's neck, pulling him closer so he could kiss him lightly. He hoped he wasn't going to be pushed away again. That would most definantly break his non-existant heart.

((Sure. If you want. I don't mind.))

Zexion noticed that Demyx was starting to unzip his cloak as well. Licking his lips with anticipation he shrugged off the rest of his cloak as he cast it on the floor. Looking down at Demyx he noticed that Demyx was still unzipping his cloak. Slapping away Demyx's hand gently he knelt down and took the zipper of the cloak in his teeth and continued to unzip the rest of the cloak. Zexion lifted Demyx off of the bed as he removed the rest of his cloak. Looking down at Demyx again he looked at him as he slowly lowered his mouth to Demyx's collarbone and sucked on it gently.

((Next, one is going into PM's at this rate))

Zexion moaned as he continued to lick Demyx's soft skin. He suddenly came and captured Demyx's mouth within his own. He it Demyx's lip a little harsher than normal drawing blood which he licked up. There was always some form of pain before pleasure. As his mouth begged for enterance into Demyx's mouth his hands were busy running up and down Demyx's well formed chest.

((Definently going to PM's after this one))

Zexion kissed Demyx deeply as he continued to run his hands on Demyx's chest....

[....missing scene due to situations of extreme awesome] [[A.K.A. going to private PM's]]

Zexion smiled when he felt Demyx kiss him back. He was glad that he hadn't tired him out too much. Zexion still had work to do, and Demyx probably had a mission or two to do as well. Zexion could get his work done in the library, but there was no way that Demyx would be able to complete missions due to circumstances. They continued to kiss until Zexion heard," What on God's earth is going on here?!" Whipping his head around in surprise he saw his colleague and friend, Vexen, with a dumbstruck look on his face. "I-I can explain!" yelled Zexion. Vexen just looked at the two with a slight chuckle. It was really a sight to see.

((o.O what a twist!))

((xp I find that really funny actually. But indeed a good plot twist.))

Demyx's attention snapped away from Zexion and to Vexen for a few seconds before dropping his gaze to a random spot on the floor. He wasn't expecting anyone to walk in and find them. But they were in the infirmary, so he probably should have seen it coming. He glanced at Zexion and frowned lightly. Was he embarrassed to be caught? Or was it just because he was caught with him? He really hoped it wasn't the second one, because then he'd feel used and that would make him feel terrible and dirty. But he put on a smile and turned to look at Vexen. "Fancy seeing you here." he said, laughing lightly to hide the embarassment he was currently feeling.

Zexion cound't find anymore words to say to Vexen. Apparently, neither could Vexen to either Demyx or Zexion. Zexion was thinking of ways to get himself out of this when he heard Demyx cheerfully say," Fancy seeing you here." Vexen coughed a little as he composed himself and said," Yes, well -cough- I do work here when I am not on missions. -cough-" Zexion couldn't understand why Vexen was so embarassed. He was a doctor for god's sakes he was used to seeing nak-..."Oh God!" yelled Zexion as he went and grabbed his cloak. He also grabbed Demyx's and threw it at him. He hastily put his own cloak on before looking at Vexen again red in the cheeks from embarassment. Vexen sighed as he took in the site. He coughed again and composed himself," I will say one thing though it's about time you and Demyx got together. I was sick of him looking at you all the time, and not doing anything. I hate people that are undecided." He turned his attention to Zexion. "Besides, now you have something to piss Xemnas off with." Zexion saw red, and charged Vexen throwing the frailer man up against the wall. "Say that again," he spat. "and they will be looking for the pieces of your body when I kill you!" Vexen had clearly struck a nerve with Zexion.