This is a private rp between myself and Shame_. So if you are not us, then don't post. But you can read along if you want.

"Auughh! Do I have to do this mission now?!" A young blond slumped in the soft leather couch, staring up at his blue haired higher up, whom was telling him of his mission for the day. Just as he thought he could play it cool, he was found by the Luna Divider.

"Yes, Demyx, you are apart of this team, and you must contribute." The elven man said coolly, staring down at him with his arms crossed. He proceeded to tell him that it was a partner mission, and that he'd be joining the schemer. Demyx quirked a sandy brow at this. He'd never even see the man fight, so he knew he'd be left to do it all. He groaned and rubbed his face, plucking at his strings without thought before standing, and going off to the mission field to meet up with the quiet man.

A slate colored haired young man walked through the halls of the castle. And he was, as always, reading. He held his Lexicon in front of his face and read it as he walked. It was amazing that he didn't trip or run into anything. He soon arrived at the grey room. And only then did he lower his book.

He knew he would have to go on a mission. He stopped in front of Sai'x to recieve his mission. When he heard he was working with Demyx, he groaned silently. He hated working with him. He was way to hyper and happy. He put away his Lexicon in a cloud of darkness. Then he opened the dark portal and stepped through to meet up with the blond.

Demyx had to admit he was surprised to find himself in Wonderland first. He looked around the too small room, and sat down on one of the beds, tapping his foot along with the music he played on his citar. He was starting to get into it, rocking his whole body into it, when the reader made it, and he could hear the dark vortex open.

The strings shrieked at the sudden wrong note, and he stood straight, trying to look professional. Hopefully he could sucker the man into doing most the work. "Well, good morning, partner!" he chirped waving and stepping over, pushing back his faux hawk.

Zexion groaned mentally, hearing Demyx playing his sitar. Couldn't that boy go one day without playing it? Seriously!! It was really annoying. And not something he liked to hear first thing in the morning. He also knew the blond would try to get out of the work. The more he tried, the more work he would have to do.

"How can you possibly be so cheerful so early in the morning? Or anytime for that matter?" Zexion asked, in an annoyed tone. He just wanted this mission to be over with so he could go back to the castle, go to his room, and relax with a nice book.

Tanned jaw dropping, the blond whined softly at the darker man, then closed his mouth, lip jutted. How mean! Here he was, trying to be nice, and he was being shot down! He rolled his pretty blue eyes and turned, walking over to the bottle to drink it. "Come on, then, let's get this mission done and KICK BUTT!" Despite the other's "cruel" words, he was going to be chipper, whether he liked it or not. That was his personality!

"Must you be so annoying?" he asked, his voice quiet. He didn't really care if he got an answer to that. He went over to Demyx. He was ready to begin so that the mission would end. He took the bottle and took a drink, shrinking down to the proper size for this world.

he blond followed suit, and shrunk with him. He carried his sitar and strummed at it boredly as he walked through the expanse of the world, trying to find the large heartless that they were to eliminate. Little water notes floated and danced in the air around Zexion's head, popping on him and showering him little water droplets.

He turned and glared at him. "Would you stop doing that?" he asked, angrily. He whacked up upside the head before turning and continuing to walk. A large heartless appeared in front of them.

Demyx giggled softly at his anger, thinking if funny, but gasped when he was hit. He huffed and was about the whack him, when the large heartless appeared before them. He stepped back, laughing nervously, and looked over to Zexion. "So, uh..L-Let's get started!"

Demyx moved back, displacing himself from the scene, and playing his sitar to make water clones. Which each note a new one appeared and did whatever it was instructed to. He began to get into it, smiling and watching.

The heartless easily destroyed the water clones. Then it turned to Zexion. He had summoned his Lexicon. But as he was about to attack, the heartless struck him. He instantly went flying and slammed into the nearest building. He dropped to the ground at the base of the building.

Demyx gawked at the large heartless, upset that he so easily eliminated his water clones, and quickly made more, looking up in time to see Zexion get smashed into the greenery. He rushed over to his fallen comrad, helping him up. "Are you ok?!" he asked, full of concern despite their disputes.

Zexion gripped his head when Demyx helped him up. "Yeah.... I think so..." he said. The heartless soon attacked them again. Zexion pushed Demyx out of the way so that they wouldn't get hit.

(sorry, mom had me show her a youtube video >.>)

Demyx stumbled off to the side when the heartless attacked. Why had he done that? He growled and yelled at the large thing, and called his water to dance, and made a flurry of attacks agaisnt it, wanting to get home and crawl in bed and take a long cat nap.

Zexion summoned his Lexicon again. He flipped through it and found the page that would destroy the heartless. And soon it was gone. He made the Lexicon dissappear as he looked at Demyx. "You ok?" he asked.
{{I'd go into more detail, but I'm not exactly sure what Zexion does in a fight.}}

(OH! THAT'S WHY I TOOK OUT MY DS! Lol I was going to see what they do XD)

Demyx looked over at the schemer and nodded, scratching the back of his fuzzy blond head. "Yea, thanks...Let's RTC" And he walked back to the swirly black portal. He was tired, even though he hardly did anything. Such a laze, indeed.

{{^^}}

Zexion nodded in agreement. He wanted to go back and lay down. His head was pounding from when the heartless hit him. He followed Demyx. They soon arrived back at the castle.

(Lol Zexion is cooler than Demyx)

Demyx smiled and stretched as soon as he made it back to the Grey Room and made a loud groaning sound and headed out quickly to the rooms. There, he crawled into his white bed, laying his sitar up against the wall, and pressing his face into his pillow, smiling and groaning at the feel of the soft bed. Ah, a nap, just what he needed.

{{I know! ^^}}

Zexion glared at Demyx as he walked off. Now he had to do the mission report himself. He quickly did the report and turned it in to Sai'x. Once done, he went to his room and collapsed on his bed. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

His nap didn't last too terribly long, but a few hours later the teen nobody woke up, stretching and yawning like a cat, before smacking his lips and glancing around the room. He'd hung posters and drawings around the white room to make it more lively. Looking out his window, he glanced up at the heart shaped moon, gave it a wave, and took out his sitar, playing it.

He wasn't a soft player. Not one bit. It was loud, but catchy. His fingers plucked away at the strings, and he hummed along with whatever tune he had made up. He'd wanted to go into Twilight Town and hold a small concert, but Saix had shot him down, telling him it was unnecessary.

Zexion woke up when he heard loud music playing. He groaned slightly as he sat up. Why does Demyx have to be so annoying? He got up and left the room, intending to put a stop to the music.

It wasn't hard for him to find Demyx. All he had to do was follow the noise. And he can find someone from their scent. Which made things a lot easier. For him. It annoyed some people when he did that. He stopped at Demyx's door. He started banging on it, knowing Demyx wouldn't hear otherwise.

Rather, he could hear it, and set aside his sitar. He expected it to be Saix or perhaps Axel come to visit, and he opened the door with a smile, but frowned when he saw who it was. "What do you need?" He asked, trying to be polite, at least. He really didn't like confrontation.

"I need for you to stop playing your stupid sitar constiently. I was trying to sleep. Your stupid music woke me up." Zexion said. His voice was angry and annoyed. He did not like getting woken up. Not by anyone. The only people that he wouldn't care it they woke him up as his superiors. Though not very much. He would still be annoyed.

The blonde frowned at him, upset by the insults. He looked down, upset, and rubbed his nose before sniffing. "Fine, I'll stop." he replied, then retreated in his room. God, he was an ass. He didn't have to be so mean about it! Demyx flopped on his bed in the heap of pillows and looked out his window. Right about now, he would actually not mind a mission. Or perhaps leave. They were having a concert at the beach out in Twilight Town, and that would be a nice crowd to get into. He smiled and nodded, finding normal clothes from that world, and putting them on. "If I can't play my music here, then I'll just go elsewhere!"

Zexion mentally sighed. He knew he hurt Demyx's feelings. At least, his pretend feelings. Nobodies couldn't feel. So Demyx wouldn't be mad for long. He was going to go back to his room. But he decided not to. Instead he headed to the library. He wasn't really tired anymore anyway.