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Zexion was getting worried about his young lover in front of him. Demyx no longer had a smile on his adorable face. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Demyx say,” I feel horrible... That stupid sandwich made me sick..." Zexion nodded to himself. If he remembered correctly he had practically the same sandwich that Demyx had eaten, so why was it that he hadn’t gotten sick? Placing his arm around Demyx’s upper body underneath his shoulder area he hoisted him up as he said,” We should get you to bed.” Zexion began moving Demyx out of the room, and towards the bed that the two of them had shared earlier.
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Demyx felt terrible that Zexion had seen him like this. But it was too late to change it now. But he was worried that his beloved was going to start being sick too. That'd make him feel worse because Demyx is the one who made the sandwiches. But so far, he's been relieved that Zexion seemed okay. He didnt' protest as he was hoisted up and led to the bed. Once actually at the bed, he laid down with his back facing the other Nobody. "...I'm sorry... I'm being a bother to you, aren't I?" he asked. The uneasy, sickly feeling was thankfully gone from his stomach now, and he hoped it'd stay gone.
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Zexion continued to carry Demyx to the bed where he moved the pillows and blankets around until the other nobody was safely under the warm canopy of covers and blankets. Zexion looked at Demyx when he heard the other say,"...I'm sorry... I'm being a bother to you, aren't I?" Zexion placed a kill on Demyx’s forehead as he said,” No, you are not a bother. You will never be a bother. I am worried about you. Do you want me to fetch Vexen from the infirmary to take a look at you?” Zexion sat down on the bed that Demyx wasn’t occupying as he looked at the other nobody for an answer.
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Demyx shook his head. "No. You don't have to do that... I'm starting to feel better now." he said, smiling lightly at Zexion. He was glad he wasn't be too troublesome to the Nobody. That would have made him feel worse than he already did. Plus, if he still felt bad in the morning, then he would go to the infirmiry on his own. He didn't want Zexion to worry about him. He reached out and wrapped his arms around the smaller body and hugged him lightly.
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"No. You don't have to do that... I'm starting to feel better now." Zexion gave Demyx a pointed look and replied with,” You know I am not buying that. Demyx what is wrong. Please tell me.” Zexion sat on the other side of the bed. “I care about you; all I want to do is help you. If you don’t tell me what is wrong there is no way that I can help you, so please tell me what is wrong.”
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Demyx was silent for a few seconds before shaking his head slowly. "It's nothing you should worry about. My stomach was hurting. That's all. It's not a big deal." he said, letting his gaze drift to the ceiling. "Besides, all I need is some sleep. Then I'll feel better in the morning. I promise." Even though he said that, he wasn't completely sure that it was true. But he hoped it was. He hated being sick. And he hated the fact he was making Zexion worry about him. He didn't think he was worth it.
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"It's nothing you should worry about. My stomach was hurting. That's all. It's not a big deal. Besides, all I need is some sleep. Then I'll feel better in the morning. I promise.” Zexion gave the younger nobody a pointed look to show him that he wasn’t buying anything that he had said. “You never get sick Demyx. Why is it that you get sick now?” Zexion thought for a moment, and then said,” Lie on your stomach Demyx. I am going to give you a soothing back rub.”
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Demyx was silent for a few seconds. He didn't want Zexion worried about him. And he was feeling better. It was just that moment that he felt bad and it had passed quickly enough. But still, he was kinda glad that he was worried aobut so much. Plus, he didn't really see any point in arguing, so he shifted his position to lay on his stomach. A backrub didn't sound like a bad idea to him right now, since Zexion was offering.
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Zexion saw Demyx lie on his back. Getting on top of him he straddled his waist as he began to run his hands over Demyx’s tensed muscles. “He really is tense,” thought Zexion as he continued to massage his lover. “I wonder what could have caused something like this.” He hadn’t had missions since yesterday, and after love making he seemed alright, up until he went and puked in the bathroom. I wonder if he is worried about something.” He continued to work on Demyx’s back and shoulders. He dipped his hands lower towards the others hips where he massaged there as well. “Demyx,” started Zexion. “You’re really making me worried. You’re never like this. Promise me, you will go talk to Vexen tomorrow. I know he scares you, quite frankly he scares everyone, so if you want me to go with you I can as well.”
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Demyx let his eyes drift close, focusing on the feel of Zexion's hands on his back. It felt really good. He was a lot more tense than he thought he was and it was good to feel it leaving his body. He sighed lightly, completely content as he let his head rest against one of the pillows on the bed. "I'm sorry..." he said, opening his eyes and turning his head slightly to look at Zexion. "I'm not trying to make you worried..." He paused. He really didn't want to go see Vexen, but he knew it was the best choice. "Yeah.. I'll go to Vexen tomorrow. You don't have to come with me though. You should focus on your mission instead of me."
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Zexion continued his work until he heard Demyx softly say,” I'm sorry...I'm not trying to make you worried. Yeah, I'll go to Vexen tomorrow. You don't have to come with me though. You should focus on your mission instead of me." Zexion made a tutting sound as he continued to rub his hands up and down Demyx’s back. “Xemnas, hasn’t given me any missions as of late, which is rather odd to be completely honest, so I don’t have anything to do. I can come with you tomorrow if you want me to that is.”
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Demyx shook his head. "No. You don't have to. I think the best way to get over my fear of Vexen is to be able to face him by myself." he said. "I shouldn't be around him for anymore than 10 minutes anyway, so it's not going to be a big deal." He just hoped that he wasn't going to have to take any more medicine. It could be the best tasting medicine in the world, but it would always make Demyx gag.
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"No. You don't have to. I think the best way to get over my fear of Vexen is to be able to face him by myself. I shouldn't be around him for anymore than 10 minutes anyway, so it's not going to be a big deal." Zexion sighed when he heard Demyx say this. “Fair enough,”replied Zexion as he continued to massage Demyx. “I guess you’re right. This is the best way for you to get over your fears of him. I suppose. Just don’t do anything reckless.”
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Demyx smiled at that. "Reckless? Me? When have I ever done anything reckless?" he asked, laughing lightly. He wrapped his arms around a pillow and laid his head back down, continuing to enjoy the massage Zexion was giving him. He still wasn't looking forward to seeing Vexen in the morning, but knew it was the only way to help Zexion not worry about him anymore. Plus, he really didn't want to end up getting sick again.
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Zexion smiled at Demyx’s remark. He was back to his old, loving, joking self. Zexion continued to massage Demyx’s shoulders and back to get rid of all the muscle balls that were there. After he was satisfied he turned the lights off, and snuggled next to his loving musician as he fell asleep. They would both need their strength for the coming day tomorrow.
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Demyx smiled lightly, the message putting him in a state of near-sleep. He blinked a few times when Zexion was done and had stood up. He almost shot him a curious glance, but it changed to a look of realazation when the lights were turned off. Once Zexion had laid back down, Demyx wrapped an arm lovingly around him. He let his eyes drift close as he fell asleep, not particularly looking forward to the next day.
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That night Zexion’s sleeping was fitful. He woke up many times throughout the night worrying about Demyx, only to realize that he was right there nestled within his arms. He was worrying for nothing. Demyx would go see Vexen tomorrow, and then everything would be fine. Demyx never got sick. Not in the two years that he had known the musician, so that meant that he was just way overdue to be sick. With that reassuring thought flowing around in his head, the rest of Zexion’s sleep was peaceful.
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Demyx yawned loudly when his body told him it was time to wake up. He rolled over so his back was too Zexion, wanting to get more sleep. But he figured now would be the best time to go see Vexen, since Zexion was still sleeping. He sat up unwillingly, rubbed some sleep from his eyes and stood up. He scanned his room, looking for his cloak. He found it and slipped it on quietly before heading from the room and towards the infirmary. If Vexen wasn't there already, Demyx was just going to go back to his room and go back to sleep... At least for a little while.
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Vexen on the other hand was very nervous. Xemnas had come again demanding why Demyx wasn’t dead yet, or at least unable to get to Zexion, his little treasure. Vexen paced around in the infirmary before he stopped and left the room in a hurry to get to the library so he could look up more concoctions to try on the younger Nobody. As he was rushing off to the library he noticed Demyx’s blonde mullet. Speak of the devil. Walking up to Demyx he said,” My boy, good morning. Why are you up so early? I trust you’re not doing anything too destructive.” He added a smile for good intentions at the end of it.
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Demyx froze when he heard Vexen's voice. He wasn't exactly expecting him to be here in the hallway. But he forced himself to relax and he smiled lightly. "No. Nothing too destructive." he said, laughing lightly. There was no suspicion towards Vexen at all... Poor Demyx. "I was actually on my way to see you at the infirmary. You see... I kinda got sick last night and Zexion said I needed to go see you just in case it gets worse." he said, scratching the back of his head slightly in embarassment. "I told him it wasn't a big deal, but I don't want him to worry so.... Here I am!"
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Vexen listened as the boy began spouting off, and inwardly rolled his eyes. However, this would pose another chance for him to kill the boy, and regain the favor of Xemnas again. Maybe, if he was lucky he would let him have a go at their favorite cloaked schemer as well. "Well," started Vexen. "I was actually about to go back to the infirmary to make some more potions and elixers for distribution. Care to join me so I can look you over?"
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Demyx nodded. "Yeah. Let's go~" he said, skipping off happily towards the infirmiry. He wasn't looking forward to being examined and he most definantly does not want to take anymore potions, but if there is something wrong with him, then he'll take whatever he needs to so he could get better faster. For Zexion. If if was up to him, he'd just wait out the sickness. He couldn't be sick that long, right? And if it lasted more than a week, that would be when he would consider taking medicine. Just never before then.
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Vexen took a deep breath as he heard Demyx yell out in excitement. The boy was really grating on his nerves, but he had to put on a happy face for Demyx's own sake, and his own as well. Walking into the infirmary he motioned for Demyx to sit on the nearby examining table. Vexen went over to start looking over the many different "potions" that he had on the various shelves as he said," So my boy, what seems to be the matter with you today? What are your symptoms?"
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Demyx skipped happily over to one of the examination tables, completely oblivious to the fact that he was getting on Vexen's nerves. He thought for a second as he swung his feet back and forth lightly. "Um... Well. Yesterday I got really sick and threw up for the first time since becoming a Nobody..." he said, watching Vexen go through the varies potions sitting on the shelves. "I think it was just something I ate but Zexion ate the same thing and he's not sick.. So that can't be it.... Hm.. I was really light-headed and dizzy earlier.. And.... I'm starting to get a headache." he said, shrugging lightly. "You don't think that means I'm getting sick, do you?" he asked, tilting his head slightly out of curiousity.
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Vexen didn't pay very much attention to the blonde. Nodding on occasion and making a "mhmming" noise to pretend that he was still listening was all he was doing. He was currently rummaging around looking for the "special" potion that he had set aside just for this occasion."Found it," said Vexen as he grabbed the bottle and turned around to face Demyx."Here, my boy. Drink this, this will make you feel better in no time. No time at all." He handed the potion to Demyx waiting for him to take it from his outstretched hand.
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