Marluxia RemembersMarluxia had met Amy about a week ago.
She was an average girl, plain, but not unattractive, soft-spoken, but not withdrawn. Nothing special. Usually, these kinds of girls would not catch his attention in the slightest, for he was more drawn to the ones that stood out, in more ways than one.
So why were they together, in bed, a tangle of limbs beneath the sheets...? Oh yes.
Amy had a sister.
An older sister who was much prettier, athletic, and well-built (NOT an understatement), and loved by practically everyone in the entire school. He had already been seeing Amanda for a few weeks now, and already she was madly in love with him (no surprise there), as well as convinced that they would be married as soon as they graduated.
Ha. Like THAT was going to happen. All he wanted was something to entertain him, a plaything, of sorts.
And he found it in these two girls. Who were rather close, unfortunately.
Too bad Amy was sleeping her sister's future husband.
Their lips collided in another fie
Saix' ScarSaix walked towards his house, taking his time. Even now, a few weeks after he had regained his memories, he still felt so confused and distracted. He had left the gang he had become 'friends' with, and quit taking drugs all together, though even now he was fighting the addiction and it sickened him.
A lot that he did in this life did, allowing his raising to influence him into drugs and alchohol. Pushing Zexion away like he had. Even now he had to force himself not to cry, remembering how he had lost him. He had also pushed Demyx away. He gave a small laugh, remembering how persistant Demyx was... and even though he was cruel to him, he pushed him away for his own protection, so his gang wouldn't hurt him, but Demyx persisted like the stubbown brat that he was... and Saix was grateful, when he started to accept Demyx' advances he was ecstatic.. however Zexion was still hurt and angry at how he acted but Saix would still try his best to bring back their friendship at least, and he hope
Marluxia EndMarluxia got out of the bed slowly after spending the night staring at the ceiling. He couldn't bring himself to sleep in the bed, not without Hakushi. He looked out the window, seeing a hint of light showing itself and shut his eyes with a shuttering sigh before opening them again, all emotions gone from he eyes. He wouldn't show any weakness, not until that bastard Xemnas was dead, and Marluxia would make sure it was slow and painful.For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, Marluxia found himself in the dark, empty, yet unforgettable city of the World That Never Was. He spent no time reminiscing about the time he had spent in this world, not that there was anything worth remembering in the first place. The only thing that would give him satisfaction right now was to eliminate Xemnas, to see his blood on his scythe...
But even now, while he was revenge-driven and desperate, he knew the Nobody had not been on vacation this whole time. No...he had been preparing his next move
Org. 13 RP prt 197-EndBack at their home, Saix was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the floor, his tears long since run out. He felt horrible guilt, that perhaps he should have gone after Zexion, but he knew... that he wouldn't have gotten there in time. So now... he didn't know what to do just yet. He wanted to leave, to follow Zexion like he promised he would... but he couldn't leave Demyx again, if he was going to fight Xemnas, he was going to do it with Demyx so it would give them a better chance. He was no longer naive into believing he could protect Demyx from this danger, if he fought Xemnas alone, he knew he would perish and then Demyx would be killed anyways... his best bet would be to take on Xemnas with Demyx by his side. So he waited until Demyx got home from work, before making his move.
"...Saix...?" Demyx opened the door slowly before peering inside. The house was completely silent, and he almost thought for a moment that Saix wasn't home yet...that is, until he saw him sitting alone
Org. 13 RP prt 196Elsewhere Xemnas was training. He had been training since the fight with the others, when he realized that Saix would no longer be under his control. He knew that they would eventually come after him, but he was counting on the fact of them each coming alone. Or perhaps in two's, as he was now waiting for Marluxia and Zexion. And if they gave into their foolishness and fought him alone... then they wouldn't see another day, he would make sure of that.
For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, Marluxia found himself in the dark, empty, yet unforgettable city of the World That Never Was. He spent no time reminiscing about the time he had spent in this world, not that there was anything worth remembering in the first place. The only thing that would give him satisfaction right now was to eliminate Xemnas, to see his blood on his scythe...
But even now, while he was revenge-driven and desperate, he knew the Nobody had not been on vacation this whole time. No...he had been prepari
Org. 13 RP prt 195Saix eventually woke, his face pale and he held back a groan. He had hoped the feeling would fade, but instead it increased, making him feel ill. However he pushed it away, carefully untangling himself from Demyx and Zexion to sit up, looking out the window thoughtfully, planning on calling out of work to keep an eye on Zexion.
Zexion finally sat up, feeling completely drained of energy because of both yesterday's events as well as the lack of sleep. However, he planned on getting up anyway, noticing Saix was already awake. "...Saix?" He said quietly, as Demyx was still sleeping.
Saix turned to him with a weak smile, bringing an arm around him and held him lightly before looking away once more, "What is it...?" He asked just as quietly.
Zexion leaned lightly against him, "...I should ask you the same thing," he asked him after a few moments with a concerned expression. "You don't look well."
Saix hesitated, unsure if he should tell Zexion why he was so unsettled. He didn't want Zexion
Org. 13 RP prt 194Glass shattered as Zexion dropped his drink, a look of complete horror on his face.
Demyx, who was sitting at the table, looked at him in shock. "Zexy...Zexy! What's wrong?"
He didn't get an answer, for Zexion was already running out the front door.
Saix stared after him in shock for a moment before standing quickly and following after him, "Zexion! Where are you going?" He asked, even though he was sure Zexion must have smelled something... and it must have been big for him to run off like that without explaining.
Zexion found the door already ajar, and pushed it open all the way, stumbling back a step and covering his mouth, his face white.
The only person left in the blood-stained room was Marluxia, who was kneeling down on the floor, his back turned to him.
"Ha...Haku..." Zexion whispered. Marluxia was silent, before finally standing up, a dark, malevolent wind surrounding him, carrying petals with it. Marluxia had his scythe out in less than an instant, a yell of rage escaping him