YADDA YADDA YADDA NO ONE CAN POST BUT US BLAH BLAH BLAH.

 

I put this in random, 'cause...Y'know. I don't think we'll be able to sustain more than 4 sentences, < So I'll let Zexion/Ienzo begin since I kicked off the other.

 

Oh, and if you don't know what 'Zemyx' is, then google it. Or just think about it for a second. It'll come to you.

Axel turned away, stifling a laugh. Zexion made his way out of the room, smiling. "Bye, then." He sighed, going to his next class.

 

(I guess not.)

(Sorry, it's been pretty hectic over here. I only just got a chance to reply to our RP -_-')

 

Demyx watched Zexion go, unable to erase the image of him out of his mind when he was gone. Rolling his eyes, the blond came up besides Axel and whacked him upside the head, glaring.

 

 

"You retard! I know you were staring!"

(...I ate about 92742048 pounds of turkey last night. firetrucking AWESOME.)

 

"So was everyone else!" Axel countered, rubbing his head in pain. "I'm surprised at how fast you got him to like you." He commented.

 

(I think my dad has work today. O_o That makes me sad.)

(Jeez...finally got to this -_- Lol, I dropped our turkey and we had to buy a new one o_o)

 

Demyx rolled his eyes, crossing his arms with a huff.

 

"Please, it wasn't that hard. I'm not an ass." Demyx emphasized the word leering at the pyro. "And besides, he makes up for being quite sometimes." Demyx said with a slight smirk.

 

(DEMYX? SMIRKING?! -hyperventilation-)

Axel nudged Demyx's arm playfully. "I get what you mean~" He paused, smirking at him. "I guess that's what you do during free period, huh?" He suggested, raising an eyebrow.

 

(Oh wow, that sucks. D: Turkeys are meant to be eaten not dropped. )

Demyx blushed lightly, containing his laugh.

 

"Yep~ But sometimes we do just talk." He said hurriedly, not wanting Axel to get any plans for blackmail.

 

(IKR? It was then decided that I be kicked out of the kitchen /fails)

(The only thing I did was peel potatoes. >w>'' i'm the only woman on this earth with no culinary skills whatsoever.)

 

Axel nodded. "Suuuure. Y'know, you shouldn't be ashamed. I mean, he's hot. You have bragging rights." He grinned, beginning to go his seperate way; to skip class again, I mean. "I gotta go. I have a date with my primary physician Dr. Feel Good and a picture of margaritas."

(Lol, you just need practice ^^')

 

Demyx was about to protest before cutting himself off and shaking his head.

 

"Yeah, yeah..." Flipping his hair he headed out of the classroom, eager for Free Period.

(Gingers can't cook anyways. : P)

 

(Lunch/Free period)

 

Zexion was a bit late getting to the cafeteria due to being at the school library. He was searching for something to use for a research project he was assigned to, but during his quest, he stumbled across something else. It was written in what looked like Latin, thick, and no title. He asked the librarian what it was and she described it as a Lexicon.

 

Needless to say, he checked it out.

(Lol, that's not true. My cousin is a ginger and she can cook.)

 

Demyx looked around the cafeteria, not seeing Zexion. He was supposed to meet him...he hoped he hadn't gotten in trouble or anything. He slumped, resting his chin on his palm lightly, looking back at the lyrics down on the paper in front of him. Why couldn't he get the words out correctly?

Zexion had finally arrived, the Lexicon under his arm. He also took some more time to order a Latin Rossetta Stone CD set from eBay. He ignored that for now, spotting Demyx in the corner. He smirked, approaching him and putting his Lexicon in his bag. He snuck his arms around his shoulders, kissing his cheek gently.

 

(DAYWALKERS can't cook, lol.)

(Lol, touche. So what's up?)

 

Demyx jumped slightly but when he felt Zexion's silky hair tickling his cheek he smiled, kissing his lips in return. Looking back he glanced into the visible eye and spotted his smirk. He gave one of his lopsided grins.

 

"Hey, Zexy~ Where were you?" He asked curiously, turning around.

(So bored...Watching a marathon of Deadly Women until Jeff Dunham comes on.)

 

"Just checking out a book." He replied, mentioning the Lexicon he had recently checked out. "Sorry if I kept you waiting." He continued, licking his lips. He didn't think he'd have to ask twice to get what he wanted.

 

(Just saying, we don't have to write the lemon this time if you don't want to.)

(Lol, okay. I wasn't necessarily in the mood ^^' Sorry~)

 

Demyx grinned, taking a hold of Zexion's hand to lead him to their room.

 

"You're always the same aren't you~"

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Demyx panted, regaining his breath as he layed down next to his lover gently, holding him close.

 

"Still just as amazing."

(Neither was I, lol that's why it was optional.)

 

Zexion smiled. "So are you..." He said back. He paused for a second before blushing and shyly asking him something he had wanted to ask him since the day he found out he had a crush on him. "Is it okay if...We go on a date?"

 

(Okay yeah, I MIGHT have to go...But I'll reply later, I promise.)

(Same.)

 

Demyx blinked, taking in his adorable shyness and the blush staining his cheeks. Smiling, he brushed some hair out of Zexion's face and cupped his cheek, taking him in for a kiss.

 

"Of course it would be! You don't even need to ask!"

Zexion smiled, content with the response. "I'm free all week, so whenever is good with you, I guess." He muttered, drifting off to sleep in his arms.

 

(MUST DRAW THIS SCENE.)

"So do you want Chocolate or Vanilla?" Demyx asked brightly, holding Zexion's hand as he swung it back and forth slightly, a brilliant smile plastered onto his face. He was happy, that he and Zexion were on a date. Getting ice cream.