"You just wanted to? Roxas did you influence her in anyway?" he asked the younger member. "Xion I don't want you to get burned."
Making his way through the castle, he felt her holding onto his spikes and it tingled from her electrical current. He poked his head to where the other members were to see what they were doing. He spotted Marluxia, Ryaxn and Xigbar was still there. "Xigbar how are you feeling?" he bent down to lick him.
"Huh?" He didn't know where this new spontanious side of Xion had come from as he starred at her like she had two heads. "Umm.... okay... but what is the point in all of this?"
Demyx gripped his right hand. "But Xion we don't want to lose you and there is nothing wrong with sensing emotions may they be fake or not. The important thing is that you're here with us," he took her hand into his own. "Axel, Roxas and I will take good care of you."
"Yeah that sounds what I had in plan too and then we take a nice stroll on the beach and gaze at the stars and the moon," he finshed his bread and waited for the waiter to pick up the plates. "And now comes the main course which will be... What did we decide on again?"
Secretly Demyx was still keeping an eye on both of them. He could tell that Roxas liked Xion even though he wouldn't admit it. He decided to go back to the room and wait for them there. He entered the room and sat on the bed, seeing Xion in the bathroom. "Why is the water on fire?" He approached her.
Demyx watched the light form in Leon's eyes as if a heavy rain cloud had been lifted off of him. He was content that Leon now had his weapon and could relate on his own. They shared a common bond. Demyx had his sitar and it meant more than anything to him and so this must be the feeling that Leon was having right now. He smiled and looked at the ground, becoming very facinated with his foot all of a sudden. Demyx looked up and nodded his head, the smile fading knowing what Leon was mentioning. "Unforuntely yes and it's a lame reason if you ask me. Just so we can get more nobodies to do the same ole boring thing. Gather hearts and hope one day we will become complete. I don't think it is ever going to happen and no matter how many we take, we're simply just speculating hoping for something that we don't have." He sat down on the bed as he shook his head. "Man I wish I didn't have to see you guys in private and I refuse to take your hearts.Something is telling me that it is wrong." Cloud placed a conforting hand on Leon's shoulder to let him know he was there for him. "Don't worry Leon. We're safe and that is in the past. Demyx is aganist the idea of having us become heartless, as long as we have him around we'll be safe from the others. He seems to understand us otherwise why would he help us?" He now stood in front of Demyx and stared at him shaking his head. "I believe you're developing a conscience and that is a sign of coming closer to getting your heart. A conscience is what tells you whether something is right or wrong and if you do the wrong thing you have what they call guilt. It makes you feel really miserable. I know you are different from the rest of the organization and perhaps Leon and I could help you and teach you to be more human."
Yeah no kidding. Geez that was the longest fight in history. I believe Axel will be the winner. What will Xemnas's response be?
He clinked glasses with her and took a sip from his drink. He dipped the bread in the dip and munched on it, swallowing every piece. "So after we eat, would you like to go back to the hotel or go dancing?"
I just repsonded to the underdome.
Demyx collided backwards onto the ground when Axel kicked him by the back of his head, that made everything get all fuzzy and black. His brain was pulsating in his head clearly had taken damage as he fell down having a seizure where he had no control of his body or mind. He shook violently, his world spinning and his eyes going to the back of his head, his irises not invisable as only the white part of the eye show like he was the undead that was being tortured. His element withdrew from him from the slashes bestowed upon him and his battered up body. He heard his name being shouted and then a huge blast followed sending his body towards the lava and fire, his element now well spent since he had combined his own attack with one massive one and all of it had been dried up. As he lay there motionesly, blue light shot up through him blinding everyone in the stadium including Axel. Tiny particles of his element formed around the light making it brighter and intense to the human eye. Taking his last breath, he lay there on his back motionesly, his breath coming to a still, his blood conjilling as he saw a light shining down upon him. The sitar rose in the air and dissolved through the blue light, a lonely tear shedding down his cheek. "Is this the end?" he spoke like he was in a trance. "I fought for my soul and now I must move on," he was delerious, his mind telling him to say these things. His spirit was being setting free, his soul was embarking to another place as he began to rise into the air, the light penertrating through his flesh now showing a spirit form, one that would be gone in minutes. In his mind he experienced all of this, the heavenly choir singing in the background telling him to go into the light. "I'm coming don't leave me here. I'm free at last...." "Good bye Axel... Good bye Larxene... I'm off to a better place." A faint smile was shown on his features, as he lay there in peace, his chest held upwards as if his spirit departed his dead body and passed over somewhere else.
Demyx heard the annoucement and ran over to Marluxia and Axel. "Guys! The bus is going to leave without us. Hurry and pack or else you'll be left behind!"
Busy. I just finished drawing and coloring my Hawaiian sunset picture for my mom for mother's day. ^_^
Now it was Demyx's turn to blush as he hid his face with his hand. "Aww do you really mean that?" he picked up his soda and was prepared to do a toast with her. "Here's to no losers bossing us around especially Saix and the boss."
"Ow!" His other hands went right to his face covering himself up with the hood after he got his munny and ran back into the diner into the restroom.
He reatailated and ignored the current by tickling her harder and faster. "Are you going to give me back my munny yet?"
"No! You're the one that broke the window. Give me back my munny!" He ran towards her and tackled her on the ground trying to get his currency back. "Do you know many hours at the rock concert I performed to get that instead of doing some stupid mission that the boss had assigned me before? I earned it fair and square. Now give it back you theif!" He began to tickle her under the arms and across her stomach as he felt for the amount she stole from him.
"Yes I can do that," he stood up and saw the void. With his mouth he picked her up gentely by her hood, and placed her on his head. He entered with her through the Corridor of Darkness and arrived inside the castle.
Hey, fire mage and I will be back in 2 or 3 hours. We have some errands to run for Mother's Day tomorrow. *hugs* See ya then. ^_^
Everything seemed to happen all at once and the words that Demyx was cursing were how much of a copycat the fire wielder was. He was in serious pain, with his sitar sticking right through him, his neck pierced, his body falling faster to the bottom of the ground with the rocks falling on top of him. His eyes closed and he was about to give up, ready to fade away into the darkness forever, when his spirit brought him out of his daze and reminded him that he was in his own element and could use it to his advantage. Pulling the sitar out of him and letting out a painful moan and groan underneath the surface, his blood was mixing with the water as the current rose him up, him controling the water once more. Weakly he played, the jets rising up crushing the rocks that were falling on him into bits of gravel as he made his way to the surface, holding his side as he came out of the hole. He lay there bleeding profusely, the water seeping into his flesh. Using the sitar as a crutch he staggered up, his legs shaky as he saw Axel in the distance. Now was on the time to give it all he had no matter how much pain he was in, no matter how much he was bleeding. Axel was going down. Water always prevailed over fire. Coughing and gagging, he looked like a mess, but he still had his determination. With one last ballad, he played a triumpatic piece one of fury and sorrow. The water took the effect of it swaying with the music as he closed his eyes, his spirit guiding him through the water, and the music that progressed. The water flowed placing out the wall of flames once more, getting everything that was dry soaked. He danced painfully now with his eyes opened, the crystal clear element spraying through at Axel, the ten pillars at a time shot up through the ground at a time continuesly as he pranced forward, holding his sitar out, with one hand, the other hand, his fist turning a blueish purple as the whole sitar did striking more of the water's fury thus creating the currents to form higher and join together in a wave. "Now Axel let's see you surive this!" He jetted across to him, the weapon in his hand slashing the fire wielder completly where his cloak was torn into shreds. With a forward agonizing thrust, he strung his sitar through the cloak, through Axel's midsection of his chest the end of it sticking out of his back. Getting him off the sitar he flung him backwards to the middle of the arena where the wave was present ripping it in half and damaging his joints in the process. The wave was now upon Axel and with that much force, one would be mangled for sure.
