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Second Chance to Love	By : Akuma-Sensei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Fun Fact - this arc was added to the rewrite I did back in 2008/09 and I only had to do minor edits on it. I actually kinda liked how this arc ended overall, enjoy!
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Before he knew what was going on Demyx’s back hit icy waters and air exploded from his lungs. His grip loosened on Sora as he struggled in this new and terrifying environment. His legs weren’t working properly and when he looked down to see why; he saw that indeed, he no longer had legs. Sora however…still did and was steadily sinking to the bottom. With a quick flick of his tail Demyx dove after Sora and caught him, hauling him up towards the surface. As their heads broke the surface Demyx panicked to discover that Sora was not breathing.
“SORA!!” He shook him sluggishly before grabbing his face and pressing their lips together, desperately trying to revive him. He held the other’s mouth open and performed an odd sort of upright CPR, his tail spastically twitching beneath them to keep them upright above the water.
“Over there!” voices were shouting in the distance and as Demyx looked over he spied a large boat rowing towards them. He flailed a frantic arm, the other supporting Sora as he went back to trying to insert air into his lungs.
“Please! Let him live, I’d give anything for him to live!” Demyx prayed desperately to whoever might be listening to his innermost thoughts and desires. Sora coughed once, water spilling from his mouth before taking a deep gasping breath. He clung to Demyx, coughing and retching, clearing his lungs of debris and filling them with air. By the time the boat got to them he was able to talk, though his voice rasped.
“C’mere boy!” Demyx was startled to hear Xigbar so soon; not expecting it. Xigbar’s hand grabbed Sora by the collar and hauled him into the boat.
“Demyx!” his name rasped as their hands remained clutched together.
“We’ll get him too boyo, gentlemen, you know what to do…” with a flick of his hair Xigbar turned to tend to Sora and to Demyx’s increasing horror he watched as a heavy net was dropped upon him (since he had not the quick common sense to swim away) and with a shockingly mute shout of anger, was tied to the end of the boat and clubbed over the head. It really was getting old…all this darkness.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Sora shouted as Demyx slumped unconscious in the net. “He’s my friend!” he protested though his voice barely cleared a whisper.
“What are you saying boyo? The Merfolk are notorious for dragging us sailors to our death, he would have surely killed you as well. No matter, I have him now and I know exactly what to do with him,” Xigbar’s smile was cruel, his voice hard. Sora struggled to stay awake and make sure that Demyx stayed safe, but all of the near drowning was catching up to him and before he could stop himself, he found himself joining his friend in unconsciousness.
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Demyx woke up with a raging headache.
With an internal groan he opened his eyes and found himself staring into a lavish office. He also discovered that he still had a tail.
“So I’m a merman?” he thought with a sigh as he swam towards the office and hit a glass wall. “HEY!” he opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His voice was gone. A sinking sensation hit the bottom of his stomach, he couldn’t talk, how was he supposed to communicate with the outside world? Where the hell was Sora?
As he continued to stare into the lavish office filled with dark woods and walls stuffed with books he wasn’t at all surprised to see Xigbar walk into the room. He was gorgeously dressed, tight black pants, crisp white shirt buttoned to his neck with a ruffled collar, and a matching black coat with shiny gold buttons. The buttons of course were the first thing Demyx had really noticed, and while everything else had been secondary, he couldn’t suppress the dreamy sigh that escaped him.
His hands and face were pressed close to the glass and as Xigbar walked to his desk, Demyx followed him. He knocked on the glass and frowned as Xigbar clearly ignored him. Demyx proceeded to pound on said glass, silently screaming obscenities while he swam angrily back and forth in the tank.
The tank was rather large in comparison the other tanks Xigbar had meant to put him in. This tank spanned one whole wall of his office, one side glass and the other, the window looking out onto the ocean. The base of the tank was a little more than twenty feet wide and about 50 feet long. A thick layer of sand covered the bottom of the tank wherein kelp, coral and other undersea plants flourished. A small castle stood on one side, towards the far corner and as Demyx explored inside it he found it to be hollow and it held a single chaise bed polished from smooth rock. Well how’s about that? No blanket or pillow? However he did notice that he wasn’t cold at all in the water…with a flick of his tail he turned and darted out of the castle and back into the sunlight. Xigar was still ignoring him.
This was impossible! He could not speak, the man of his uttermost desires was sitting only ten feet away ignoring him and he had no idea where Sora was. Scratch that, for at that moment Sora burst through the door, dressed much like Xigbar, though his pants were a butter cream color and his jacket was navy blue.
“SORA!!” He mouthed the words as excitement lit up his face. With a deft flick he was again pressed against the glass, his hands resting near Sora’s.
“Demyx! I was so worried about you! Are you alright?” Sora babbled. Demyx gave a half-hearted shrug, but continued to smile. “What’s wrong? Why won’t you answer me?” Sora demanded. Demyx’s shoulders dropped and he pointed to his throat and shook his head. “You…can’t talk?” Sora asked. Demyx nodded. “How could you have lost your voice?! You were singing just a moment before!”
“That’s how they do it, they lure you in with their voices and then drown you,” Xigbar said as he stood to his feet and strolled over to the tank.
“No! Demyx is different, he wouldn’t do that!” Sora protested. He really shouldn’t be arguing with his host, just last night he’d been treated like a prince and in fact had been told that he had the run of the castle until Xigbar figured out what to do with him. But still, Demyx didn’t deserve to be treated this way, trapped in a cage, even if it was a big one. “Demy…” he sighed. “I’ll get you a guitar or something…” he promised as Xigbar took his arm gently and led him away.
“Now listen to me Sora, you have the run of the castle, but stay out of my office,” and without another word Xigbar straightened his spine and slammed the heavy double doors in Sora’s face. Drat.
Demyx flicked his tail angrily as Xigbar approached him. “You listen to me, I have quite a few buyers waiting to get a good look at you, and it was quite good luck that you lost your voice. Though I might have had to result to excessive means…you don’t think you are the first merperson to float in this cage do you? Let’s just hope that you last longer than the others…” With a cruel smirk Xigbar turned and walked away ignoring Demyx’s futile shouts and the thuds on the glass.
He tired himself out and floated down towards the bottom, resting his scaled bottom against a rock. This wasn’t happening, he didn’t care at all…he was totally different than the Xigbar he’d seen in the last world and SPEAKING of the last world, what the hell had happened?
He remembered finally getting shagged by Xigbar and then things got a tad fuzzy; it wasn’t until Morpheus pulled out Toby’s heart that he’d remembered Sora. Toby…how odd that he remembered him. He looked strikingly familiar and Morpheus said that his heart had belonged to his sister. With a mute groan he put his aching head into his hands. What the hell was going on here? Zezzy said that someone was screwing around with him, who was it? Was it Xemnas? Morpheus OBVIOUSLY had something to do with it, what exactly he had no idea.
He blankly watched as Xigbar completed his task and left the room without so much as a backwards glance. As the door shut behind him Demyx turned and slowly swam towards the window, at least he had a view, as he pressed his face against the double paned glass he couldn’t help but feel that there was something he could to remind Xigbar of who he was…voice or no voice.
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