The Passionate Beat

The Passionate Beat
________________________

Chapter Five

Warning: Half asleep Larxene, Larxene and Axel interacting with one another…those warrant a warning on this chapter, right?
________________________

It had taken a lot for Demyx to not break down right in front of everyone. He had been lucky enough to make it out to the front porch before the first of the few tears that he would allow himself fell. The morning sun still hadn’t had a chance to completely wake the cool earth from its slumber, so the air was slightly chilly against the blond’s bare arms and feet. Reaching into his pyjama pants pocket, Demyx was relieved to find that his phone was still safely tucked away in there. Somehow, he never managed to lose it overnight as he slept with it in there. And this morning he was more grateful for that fact than ever.

Pulling the small device out of the material, the blond flipped the blue phone open, sighing as once again the display informed him that there were no missed calls. Damn it. He really needed to talk to them! Now! Not caring that according to the phone it was only 8:21am, Demyx pressed the speed dial for his younger sisters’ cell, figuring that she would be less likely to kill him for calling so early, as opposed to his older sister, who wouldn’t leave anything left of him. He just hoped that she answered. One ring. Two. Three…

“Hello?” A groggy voice groaned into his ear, a voice that definitely not his sister, nor was even female. A smirk found its way onto Demyx’s face.

“Morning, Marly. Put Nami on.” Demyx’s request was followed by another groan as the blond listened in on muffled voices and what sounded like the rustling of fabric. Total blackmail material if he ever needed it.

“Demyx?” The new voice sounded just as sleepy as the first one, and the blond laughed lightly at catching the ‘good one’ in such a position.

“Morning, Nami. Did you and Marly have a good time last night celebrating? Hmmm?” the older sibling joked, but there was no fooling the blonde girl.

“Is everything alright, Demy? Something sounds off.” Naminé’s voice was becoming more and more coherent by the second, wanting to know exactly what it was that was bothering her brother so much. It was a good thing that she could read him like a book, no matter if it was over the phone or not.

The smile melted off of Demyx’s face almost instantly, and he knew that it wouldn’t bother his younger sister to hear any of this. “It’s happened again.” And whether it was from a bond that they shared, or a girl’s intuition, or just because, Naminé seemed to know exactly what her brother was talking about, and was instantly wide awake.

“Crap, Demy.” The whispered words were followed by a loud thump and some indistinguishable voices and something crashing. “Hold on. I’m going to get Larx.” Even though she couldn’t see him, Demyx nodded to his sister’s statement. A pang of jealousy ran through his chest at the though of the two girls living under the same roof. Even if they shared an apartment in Traverse Town, it was still where their parents lived, and that was enough for Demyx’s jealousy to die down. Sure, he would have loved to live with his sisters again, but he could do without living in the same town as them.

Demyx’s thoughts were cut short as he heard Naminé’s voice call loudly through the receiver. “Pants on! I’m coming in!” Closing his eyes, Demyx could clearly imagine exactly what was happening at the moment. The youngest would all too cheerfully burst into her sister’s room, only giving Larxene roughly 4 seconds to wake up and get decent. And that would be followed by the customary threats and curses from the eldest, which Demyx could clearly hear through the phone.

“What the fuck do you want this fucking early, you fucking worthless piece of two-bit fucking shit.” The tirade was ended by a loud thump, which Demyx assumed was a pillow or something hitting the door or wall next to Naminé.

“Demy is on the phone.” The gentle tone of the youngest answered, and was promptly followed by an even louder thump. Ah, and of course Larxene was now pushing her boyfriend out of bed.

“Dammit woman! Hold your bloody horses! Can’t I at least get some fucking trousers on!” The accented voice brought another smile to Demyx’s lips. Luxord seemed to be really good for Larxene, just as much as Marluxia seemed to be perfect for Naminé. Now the question on everyone’s mind was which couple would be the first to get engaged. But that thought brought Demyx back to the melancholy thoughts his own romantic situation.

There were another few random noises before there was one more round of rustling fabric that Demyx guessed was Naminé crawling into bed with her older sister. “Okay Demy, I have you on speaker.”

“Morning, DemDem.” A voice yawned that could only belong to Larxene.

“Sorry for calling so early you guys.” the middle sibling apologized, leaning against the railing of the porch. Just hearing both of their voices made him feel better and forgive them for not calling yesterday.

“Don’t worry about it. What did you mean when you said it happened again?” Never one to skirt around the issues, Naminé came right out and asked her brother the reason for his call.

Letting out a deep sigh, Demyx paused a moment to gather his thoughts in his mind before setting out on a long explanation of what had happened over the past 24 hours, starting with his friends kidnapping him, not stopping for a moment until he told them about himself making the excuse that he had to call them before hightailing it out of the kitchen, ending with that current moment. As he finished, he was met with silence on the other end, broken only by the soft sounds of his sisters’ breathing. He could just picture them now, laying in the large bed next to each other, Nami in an oversized t-shirt that probably belonged to Marluxia, her long hair pulled back into a tight braid, while Larxene would either be in something red and silky, or black and lacy, her own short golden hair sticking up in every which way, similar to Demyx’s own. How he wished that he was there with them.

“Are you sure that Riku said Lexaeus? And you know that it is a guy for sure?” Larxene questioned, all traces of sleep evaporated from her voice. As often as she was called a bitch, or heartless, or even sadistic, whenever it came to her siblings, Larxene was an overprotective and caring person.

“Come on, Larx. What girl would have a name like Lexaeus? And Riku definitely said another guy. And Zexion all but out right said that he was gay, both last night and this morning,” Demyx whined, switching his phone to the other ear, rubbing his hand over the spot on his now vacant cheek to rid it of the heat that was there.

“And you said that Zexion was the one who started the kiss? He came on to you?” this time, Naminé was speaking in a thoughtful tone and Demyx had to wonder what was going through her mind.

Demyx just let out a short chuckle at his sister’s statement. “You honestly think that I have the balls to come onto a guy that I just met, in his own kitchen?”

“Dem has a point there,” Larxene laughed, and despite the fact that the joke was on him, Demyx laughed as well.

“So, there are a few different possibilities here,” Naminé said, and Demyx could just picture the smile that had worked its way onto the petite girl’s face.

“And are you going to enlighten us, o wise one?” Demyx questioned, curious as to the answers that she had come up with so fast. Then again, she was always so much more insightful than the rest of them.

“Man, you are so going to be the next Ann Landers in like 10 years.” The eldest continued on with her joking and it all helped to keep Demyx from completely freaking out. Even if they weren’t physically right there with him, Demyx knew that they knew they were his pillar of strength and that without them, he would be totally lost.

“Shut up, Larx. Or I will tell the world that you still have Mr. Chuckles the cuddle monkey and you still sleep with him when Luxord isn’t around.” Despite the hard tone to his sister’s voice, Demyx knew that she was joking. And from the loud thump that he heard over the phone, someone had just gotten hit by either a pillow, or the stuffed monkey in question.

Just shaking his head, Demyx allowed the girls to battle it out as he just continued to lean against the railing. Honestly, as close as those two were, the girls both enjoyed fighting. The two of them normally would be like cats and dogs, but Demyx wouldn’t change them for anything in the world. “Uh, guys?”

“In a minute, Demy,” they answered in unison, with laughter in their voices. He just laughed a little, and waited for them to stop, hoping that his ear drums didn’t die in the process.

After wave after wave of screams, giggles and curses, everything was muffled for a few seconds before his sister’s voice came back through the ear piece.

“I’m back, Dem.” Her voice was laced with laughter and heavy breaths, and Demyx had to wonder exactly what had transpired between the two girls to make her so out of breath. A muffled scream interrupted Demyx’s answer and the sound made him laugh.

“You’re sitting on her, aren’t you?” The blond man chuckled.

“Totally.” Naminé’s voice just screamed evilness. “Anyhoo, back to the problem at hand.”

“Yeah….’ Demyx just hated how the entire situation left him with a bitter taste in his mouth, reminiscent of mistakes in the past.

Naminé just sighed, not liking how this was making her brother feel. “So, you want to know what I think.”

“That’s why I called.” Now the anticipation was just about killing Demyx.

“I think that you need to talk to Zexion.” Naminé answered, feeling the motions of Larxene nodding beneath her.

“What do you mean, talk to Zexion?” repeated the middle sibling. “If I could do that, then I wouldn’t be out here talking to the two of you.” As he spoke, Demy moved himself so that he was sitting on the front step, looking out onto the quietly waking neighbourhood. Its normalcy reminded him way too much of his own.

“But, Demy. You don’t know exactly who Lexaeus is. He might just been a friend or relative or something. There is no proof that Lexaeus is a boyfriend. And you will never know anything until you ask. And what good would ignoring him do? What if Zexion doesn’t have a boyfriend? And this is all just some big misunderstanding? You could be missing out on a wonderful chance for love. And you know that we both want nothing more than your happiness.” Naminé’s voice was so gentle, and it was saying all the things that Demyx really needed to hear. Being so entranced with his sister’s voice, the blond jumped visibly when warmth was pressed firmly against his back, and long arms wrapped around his chest. Suddenly, a strong sent of leather and spice assaulted his before the intruder nuzzled his face into Demyx’s neck, long red hair tickling his skin, informing him that Axel was the one that was behind him.

“But, Nami, what if…”

“Demy, if you say ‘what if’ one more time, I will personally come over there and castrate you, then shove your own hairy little balls down your fucking throat.” Larxene’s growl was loud and clear, and it made Demyx ‘eep’ and hold the phone away from his ear, knowing that his sister probably wasn’t kidding in her threat.

“Hey, Larx, how do you know if DemDem’s balls are hairy? For all we know, being the little water baby that he is, he probably shaves everything all off.” Axel grinned against Demyx’s throat.


“Axey! How is my favourite little mischief master?” Larxene screamed into the receiver, causing Demyx to just about drop his phone. Man, she could be loud, even this early in the morning when she was barely awake. Especially because even though Demyx’s phone wasn’t on speaker, Axel’s grin showed that he heard every word from the eldest blonde.

“Up to no good as usual. You still getting beat up by Little Nami? Good morning Naminé.” It really was somewhat frightening how well Axel knew the three of them. Then again, he had basically lived at their house when he was younger, what with being friends with all three of them.

“Morning, Axel. Put Demy’s phone on speaker!” The youngest had a grin on her face as well, and that was something that both males could tell just from the tone of her voice. Without waiting for Demyx to do anything, Axel grabbed the blue device from his best friend’s hand and pressed the button to enable the girls to hear him as well without any of them having to yell.

“So, what exactly is this little pow wow about? Give me details.” Axel smirked, holding the phone down next to Demyx’s chest as he pulled him closer.

“Dem got smooched by some DJ dude this morning and then Riku said something about a Lexaeus or something, and now Dem is worried that history is going to repeat itself.” Larxene summed up everything for the redhead, and Demyx just sat there being held by his best friend while his sisters spoke for him.

“Whoa. Did I ever miss a lot being asleep!” Axel laughed. “So, Zexion kiss you, did he? Is he a good kisser?”

Demyx’s face just flushed further at Axel’s comments, and he did the only thing that he could think of. He slapped Axel’s thigh. Hard. The redhead let out a squeak of surprise, glaring slightly at his younger friend. “That’s not the issue at hand. I need to know what to do. You’re supposed to be helping me, not teasing me.” the musician pouted.

“You don’t need to kill Axel, Demy. At least not today, but maybe tomorrow you can.” Naminé laughed. “Anyway, I really just think that you should just talk to Zexion, Demy. Find out why he kissed you, who this Lexaeus is, and if you had a chance. It has been forever since you had someone in your life. And it’s time to push everything behind you once and for all and move on.”

“Easy for you to say,” mumbled the middle triplet.

“Give it up, Demy. Not everyone is out to make your life suck. There are some that will actually want to help and make it all better.” Larxene was growling again, and it caused Demyx’s eyes to go wide. The last time that she had spoken to him like that was when he was trying to tell his sisters to forget him after he had been disowned and was going to live at Axel’s house.

“Larx is right. That is in the past, and you need to move on. We’ve all stood on the side lines for this long, and now it is time to put it behind you, and we are going to make sure that you do. Axel, are you in on this?” Naminé continued, earning a groan from her brother.

“Does Roxy give good head? Of freaking course I am! And our first thing to do will be to make sure that he marches right back into that kitchen and talk to his little lover boy. You know, without all that heavy cloak and crap on, little Zexy is a looker.” Demyx could feel Axel’s grin and just groaned again. How come everyone was picking on him today? And outright ganging up on him? It just wasn’t fair. These people were supposed to be family.

“You guys are all so mean to me,” Demyx whined, adding in a larger pout, knowing that no one could see it, but that everyone knew that it was happening.

“That’s just because we love you, DemDem,” cackled Larxene. “Now that this little crisis is over, I would like to get this little tramp out of my bed so that I can get fucked mercilessly by my sexy British boyfriend. You all cool with that?”

Demyx’s stomach made a very weird flopping motion, and he heard his youngest sister making retching noises. “I think that Marly and I are going to go out for breakfast now,” Naminé said, with a slight laugh in her voice.

“I still want those sexy hot pictures of your tits, Larx. I’ll be waiting from them this time.” Axel’s smirk was back, and once again, both Demyx and Naminé felt somewhat nauseated.

“Aww, Axey. Didn’t I tell you that the only tits that you are going to get to see are the deflated ones that your scrawny little boyfriend calls ‘pecs‘. Either that or you send me a great picture of you being topped. You know the rules.” Demyx could all but see the smirk that was on his older sister’s face, and I somewhat frightened Demyx.

“You know what? I really don’t want to hear about any of this,” Naminé said, sounding just as uneasy as Demyx felt.

“I’m right there with you, Nami,” agreed Demyx as both Larxene and Axel burst out into loud laughter.

“Alright Demy, you take care. Axel, you take care of him, or I will come down there and kick your ass. Call us after you talk to Zexion, and please, make sure that all orgasms are out of the way before you do call, alright?” Larxene voice was still full of laughter, and Demyx started to wonder if his older sister had finally lost it.

Shaking his head, Demyx just chuckled slightly as he told his sisters that he loved them and all that jazz, promising to call after all Larxene’s orgasms were out of the way. That comment was Larxene telling him that he would never be able to call then. Finally, Naminé butted back in, telling her brother just to call when he got back to Radiant Garden before she hung up the phone.

“Dude, I love talking to your sisters. They are so awesome,” Axel chuckled, flipping the phone closed and slipping it into Demyx’s flannel pants.

“I miss them,” Demyx answered with a small smile.

“I do too,” Axel agreed, squeezing tightly and pulling his best friend even closer to his chest. They sat there like that for a long time, each man lost in his own thoughts, absently watching the neighbourhood. They didn’t do this nearly enough anymore. “So, are you ready to go in and face the music?”

Demyx let out a heavy sigh. “Do I have to? Can’t we just stay like this? At least for just a little while longer?” His bottom lip once again jutted out, forming the pout that Demyx was famous for.

Axel laughed before releasing Demyx from his hold. “If you keep putting it off, it’s just going to make it harder and harder in the end. I’ll stay there beside you if you want.”

Demyx just smiled softly. “You’re the greatest, Axel.”

“Yeah, I know. Roxy tells me that all the time too.” The devious smirk found its way back on the redhead’s face. “Especially when he is panting in bed, dripping with…” Axel was cut of as Demyx’s hands flew up, plugging his own ears, closing his eyes and starting to chant ‘lalalalala’ over and over again in a very loud voice. Letting out another chuckle at his friend’s actions, Axel pushed himself up off the porch stairs, pulling Demyx up as well.

Taking a deep breath, the blond nodded, walking back into the house, his best friend following along right behind him. The loud giggling was still coming from the living room and Demyx wonder just how Riku could sleep through something so loud and annoying night after night.

“He only giggles like that when he sleeps with Roxy,” Axel grinned, speaking as if he could read the blond’s mind. Now that was a scary thought. Axel inside Demyx’s head. Well, as long as Demyx didn’t have to be privy to the thoughts that ran through Axel’s head. No one would be able to see those thoughts and emerge sane. It just wasn’t possible.

“Ugh. A year later and I still don’t get the two of them.” He groaned, drawing laughter from Axel’s lips. The redhead just shrugged before pushing his friend passed the living room, towards the kitchen, no longer allowing the blond the privilege of stopping and stalling.

Demyx almost began to hyperventilate as they stepped closer to the kitchen, knowing that there were so many different outcomes that were possible here, and he just crossed his fingers, hoping that it would be one that wouldn’t end with him being heartbroken and alone. Feeling Axel place a hand on his shoulder in support, Demyx gathered up as much courage as possible before stepping into the kitchen.

But what met him there took the slim blond completely by surprise. Riku and Zexion were still present there, however, now there was a third person in the room, a man that looked like a brick wall. He was extremely tall, Demyx guessed around 6’9” or close to it, and was nearly that broad in the shoulders too. A mop of curly auburn hair was on top of the man’s head and he had expressive bright teal eyes.

But the appearance of the man was not what had shocked Demyx. It was where he was in the room. He stood a few feet out from the counter, Zexion’s chest pressed up against his back, with his arms wrapped around the large man’s thick neck, legs tightly around his waist. To top it all off, while being given a piggy back from the large stranger, Zexion had his head resting on the man’s shoulder, a smile plastered on his face. Not a smirk, but a genuine smile.

This sight caused Demyx’s heart to fall. If he was to take a wild guess, this newcomer must have been Lexaeus. The thought of them being so close, and the fact that Zexion was actually smiling and not smirking, it all made the blond want to cry. It had almost happened again. But Demyx wouldn’t allow it. He would just ignore any other advances that Zexion made on him. At least until this Lexaeus was out of the picture for good. But who knew when that might be.

Looking up and giving Axel a very sad smile, Demyx turned around and instantly exited the kitchen, not wanting to bear witness to any of this. At least it had happened before he had fallen to far this time.

____________________________________


Yay me! So, I know this might be a little early to say, but I think that there are only going to be about three more chapters left of this story, I know. Sad face. But thanks so much to everyone for the awesome support for this story! I hadn’t expected anything like this when I was forced by my cute as a button and happy (Hehe, that’s what I was asking you for a word for lovey) Pahoyhoy talked me into posting this story, lol.

Thanks again to Tifa-san for betaing this, and as promised I am writing a MarlyDemy one shot for you, it should be out soon.

Anyway, I’m not sure when I will get the next chapter out, but I will hope that it will be soon. Until next time thank you all for all the incredible support and I look forward to hearing from all of you!