My Sun, My Moon, My Soul

`~`~`Zexion's POV`~`~`

He was sitting on the bench on the porch of Demyx's house. Demyx was on his lap, unmoving. Zexion had managed to get him to come back, but now he was back to being lifeless. He wish he could take the pain away. When he'd heard that it was Luxord that did this to him, Zexion had never felt so angry before. He thought of a lot of ways to torture and kill him, but he just honestly wanted to rip the man to shreds. Because of him, Demyx hadn't responded to anyone since Zexion. Larxene and Marluxia had tried, but nothing could bring him out of his own mind.

Marluxia walked the policeman out. After he left, Marluxia walked over to them. "How is he?" he asked Zexion.

"He's fine, I guess…," Zexion replied. He looked up at Marluxia. "Are sure it's okay for me to stay here tonight?"

The man nodded. "Yeah, it is. Larxene is hoping maybe you could bring him out. Are your parents okay with you staying?"

Zexion nodded. "Yeah, my father doesn't mind. Axel and Riku dropped off some clothes for me." He looked down at Demyx, who still was off in his own mind.

"We better get him cleaned up," Marluxia told him.

Zexion walked in the house, carrying Demyx to the bathroom, setting him on the toilet to sit. Marluxia carried his stuff. "I'll clean him up. Go make sure Larxene is okay."

He saw the man stiffen a little. "I hope she isn't throwing knives again…" He heard him say on his way out.

Zexion slowly took his cloak off of Demyx, then the shirt he was wearing.

"My legs hurt…" Zexion looked up at him. Demyx looked at him back. "I don't think I can stand…"

"It's okay, I wasn't gonna let you stand on your own," Zexion assured him. He saw Demyx' eyes widened in fear. "Trust me?" He held his hand out to him. Hesitantly, Demyx took it. Zexion carried him to the bathtub. He turned the shower on, setting it so it wouldn't be too hot or cold. He would've had Demyx take a bath, but Zexion knew he wouldn't have been able to sit comfortably. Zexion took off his shirt and entered the tub with him.

He held onto Demyx, who shaking trying to stand up on his own. "Zexion, your clothes are getting wet. You don't have to stand here."

Zexion's pants were already wet, he'd taken off his shirt so he wouldn't be completely soaked. He kept his pants on so Demyx wouldn't be uncomfortable. "I'm okay, Demyx. Let's just get you cleaned up. You need rest."

`~`~`Demyx's POV`~`~`

Demyx relaxed a little bit. Zexion had one arm wrapped around his waist and using his other hand to scrub shampoo in his hair. He couldn't believe Zexion was helping him through this. He wish he could've been innocent, Zexion wouldn't want him now. How could Luxord do this? He shivered at the thought of Luxord touching him.

"Are you okay Demyx?" Zexion asked.

He didn't answer. He wanted to hurry up and get out. Zexion walked him towards the spray of the shower, washing out the shampoo. Demyx didn't want to think about Zexion leaving him. He escaped back into his mind, wanting to feel numb. Zexion couldn't love him, not anymore…and that broke him apart.

`~`~`Zexion's POV`~`~`

Zexion knew Demyx was gone again. He escaped back to his sanctuary that he had created to escape the pain. Zexion wished he knew how to prove to him that it was okay to cry and that he was there for him no matter what. After finishing his shower, Zexion dressed him in pajamas Larxene left at the door and he changed into some dry clothes. He carried Demyx to his room and laid him on his bed. Demyx hadn't said a word.

He looked at the guitar next to his bed. Zexion picked it up, he had played a few times, but never like Demyx. His fingers played a little bit. He had tried to see into Demyx's mind, but the barrier was thick, a fortress. Zexion knew if this couldn't reach Demyx for good, nothing could. He sat down on a chair and began playing the beginning notes of There For You by the band Flyleaf. He wanted to show Demyx he would be there now no matter what happened and that he loved him.

Sometimes I'm a selfish fake

You're always a true friend

I don't deserve you

Cause I'm not there for you

Oh, I wish I would be


I wanna be there for you

And be someone you can come to


Swirling shades of blue

Slow dancing in your sky

The Sun kisses the Earth

And I hush my urge to cry

Cause I hear the whispered words

Within in your masterpiece beautiful

You speak the unspeakable phrase

I love you too


I wanna be there for you

And be someone you can come to


The love runs deeper than my bones

And you, are beautiful, don't you know…?
-Flyleaf, There For You


Zexion finished playing the last notes. He looked over at Demyx, who was back, and crying. Zexion felt his heart skip a beat. Demyx had heard him.

Demyx heard me…

Zexion put the guitar down and walked over to him. Demyx wrapped his arms around him and cried into his chest. Zexion wrapped his arms around him and let him cry.

"Z-Z-Zexion, did you really mean that?" Demyx asked him, looking at him, tears running down his face.

He nodded, bending his head down to kiss the tears away. "Yes, but what in particular are you asking about?"

"That you think you don't deserve me? And that you wanna be here…with me?" Demyx asked.

Zexion smiled at him. "I know I don't deserve you. But I do wanna be here and be with you." He saw Demyx's eyes widen. "You're my own little sun."

Demyx smiled sadly. "But I'm not shining so brightly right now…"

"Even the sun has its days where it doesn't shine as bright as it did the last day. You'll be back shining soon. It's just gonna take time," Zexion told him. They laid down on the bed. Demyx laid his head on his chest, Zexion had his arm around him.

"But what if I'm beyond help?" Demyx whispered.

"It happens to a lot of people. You have your sister and her husband, Hayner and the others, Sora and Roxas. They'll help you," Zexion replied.

Demyx looked up at him. "What about you? Will you help me?"

He nodded. "As long as you want me here. I'll be here for you. I won't let anything like this happen ever again." He pressed a kiss on Demyx's forehead.

"Always…I'll always want you here with me…," Demyx said.

Demyx snuggle against him and fell asleep. Zexion stayed up a little bit longer, running his fingers through Demyx's hair. If he ever found Luxord alone, the man wouldn't live. Zexion would make him suffer more than he made Demyx suffer and he wouldn't have any mercy on him.


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