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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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It had been three weeks since Demyx had come to live in this infernal tank, and he had nothing and no one to talk to because one: Xigbar ignored him at any and all times, two: the person who would have spoken to him was currently banned from the room his tank was located in and oh yeah…three: HE HAD NO VOICE!
By some horrible twist of luck, fate had decided to royally fuck him over and he lost his voice. To top it off, his lover was threatening to sell him and the only time he even looked at him was when he was being fed. So here he sat, once more, being ignored by Xigbar, wishing Sora were here and wondering just what in the hell was going on with his life. He’d had awhile to think it through and decided that someone, somewhere, was messing with him just for fun. He assumed it was Morpheus for now mainly because he was the one who seemed most likely to want to fuck up his life. However Demyx lacked a motive for his creepy stalker, even after Morpheus had said that he was after Demyx’s sister.
Good lord to think that he even had a sister! He highly doubted that she remembered him, and even if they ever met again (which he also highly doubted) why was her heart so important? Well Morpheus had said that the heart would lead him somewhere; did that mean that Morpheus was looking for a world hidden from the others, or was he looking for a person? Who gave a shit? All Demyx wanted was to live peacefully with Xigbar. He’d almost gotten his wish but then other forces conspired against him and now here he was, glaring at Xigbar and wishing, for the first time ever (that he could recall) that he could get out of this tank, walk straight to him and strangle him with his own ruffled collar.
With an agitated flick of his tail he took a few laps around the tank and then dashed into his “castle” and settled himself upon his bed. He sighed and twisted to float on his back and threw an arm over his eyes. How utterly distressing this was!! His chest heaved with indignation, kept in a cage, ignored…threatened to be sold…forget love, he hated this Xigbar!
He sighed as loudly as he could before he heard the door to Xigbar’s office open. It was unusual for that to happen so Demyx swam out of his castle again and pressed his face to the glass. He paled however as he saw who had entered the room.
“So good of you to come doctor, it’s my understanding that you have placed the highest bid so far…” Xibar was saying as Vexen approached the tank with a triumphant smirk.
“Oh not at all Xigbar, it’s my pleasure to be here again, rumor has it you have an excellent specimen…” he chuckled as he neared Demyx in the tank. “My, my, my, he is quite a looker. Have you put him with any of the others?” he inquired.
“No…you see my ward has a fascination with this one so I thought it best to keep him here where I can keep an eye on him.” Xigbar explained.
“Your ward? Oh! You mean that charming young boy I saw in the front hall, when did you take him under your wing?” Vexen was asking as he absently placed his palm on the cool glass of the tank, Demyx eyed it with thinly veiled disgust.
“When I rescued him from this one, it’s been about three weeks now.” Xigbar commented as he jerked his thumb at Demyx and straightened his cuffs. “Sora seems quite taken with him; I believe it is because the merman has put some sort of spell on him.”
“A spell? That would be quite intriguing! If I discover his magical properties, I will be quite famous. Most people are of the mindset that merfolk do not possess magical qualities at all. It will be quite an honor to find this out,” Vexen smiled as his icy gaze slid back to Demyx. “Well I must be going, I just wanted to stop by and see this specimen that I have so eagerly bid upon. If you don’t mind I think I would ask you to keep him away from others like himself, I think I will find my results better this way,” he said as he turned to walk away.
Demyx, in his show of displeasure stuck out his tongue and flipped the bird at them. While Xigbar colored with rage, Vexen merely chuckled.
“My, this one has spirit, it will be quite fun to break him…don’t you think Xigbar?” he asked.
“I would think so,” was the given answer.
“FUCK YOU!” Demyx mouthed so there would not be any doubt at all to the two men just how he felt about all this, then with a disrespectful flick of his tail Demyx shot back into his castle and “threw” himself down on the bed. Fucking Xigbar, fucking Vexen, think they could sell him off and break him so easily! He hated it here, he was starting to think that the darkness would be better than this, of course that thought immediately made his heart grow cold and he shook with fear. Just his luck…just his fucking luck.
~*~
Later that day, after Xigbar had left, Demyx found himself swimming around the tank again in a very depressed mood. He hated to admit it but he felt more anger and revulsion towards this Xigbar than he did at any other time. This man had no redeeming qualities to him at all. Was this what his lover was really like? He could remember Saix and Xaldin telling him repeatedly that Xigbar was really nothing more than an animal that was more feral than tame. Demyx hadn’t scoffed at the idea but Xigbar had never given him a reason to find it a credible comment, until now.
As he swam idly around he caught sight of a boat in the harbor and turned his attention towards it. He wasn’t surprised to see Xigbar at the head of the boat holding a harpoon, but he did find it interesting, when he’d been brought in they had clubbed him. Demyx also noticed Sora in the boat with him and the Keyblade Master looked slightly ill.
As Demyx continued to watch through the other side of his tank he saw a mermaid pop up a little bit away from the boat. She seemed to be signaling them, but her moves looked more towards the “leave me the hell alone” than the “come hither young sailor so I can eat your brains”. However Xigbar hardly seemed to care as he apparently ordered his men forward. With a rising sense of horror Demyx suddenly realized what was about to happen. He pounded on the glass, shouted with a voice he didn’t have, splashed water everywhere to try and draw someone’s line of sight, but it was too late.
Xigbar lifted the harpoon and even though Sora, who at the last minute had realized what was going on, tried to stop him, he flung it full force at the mermaid and watched with grim satisfaction as it sank into her shoulder, drawing deep red blood. Demyx stopped moving, stopped breathing…stopped everything. Sora was shouting at Xigbar, reaching into the water and pulling up a small merchild. Xigbar merely shrugged and turned away. Sora cradled the child till one of the other sailors grabbed it and flung it back into the ocean. Shortly afterwards Sora had to be subdued before he leapt back in to save the child who was now clinging to its dead mother. The sharks would come…it would be over, this Demyx knew.
He floated there in a daze, unable to turn his eyes from the corpse, even as the boat turned around and headed back to land, he was crying and he didn’t realize it until he reached up to wipe his blurry vision away. It was too much…too much this time, this Xigbar he could never love, he wouldn’t even try. He hated him! Hated him with a fiery passion!
The doors to the library creaked open and shut as Xigbar entered the room. Demyx turned and rushed to the tank, glaring and pounding on the glass. Xigbar simply looked past him and grabbed a large decanter of brandy. Without one more look towards Demyx Xigbar began to drink, Demyx shot to the top of the tank and splashed water everywhere he could, but Xigbar did not move. Finally Demyx was out of breath and sank to the bottom of the tank once more, his hate filled eyes glaring accusingly at the man he once loved.
~*~
For the last three weeks Sora had been living like a prince. Every morning he was bathed and fed by a myriad of pretty maids and could go anywhere he liked in the castle besides the basement and Xigbar’s study. For lunch he ate in the kitchen and at dinner he ate at a grand table across from Xigbar who would idly indulge in some strange fascination with Sora and ask him about his day. When asking around the staff he had discovered that Xigbar had once had a lover that looked much like him but who had drowned in the ocean one night when he had pursued a mermaid too far to sea.
While Sora had mentally and quietly commented that it was obviously the lover’s fault the staff had shrugged as if in agreement but said nothing more. Xigbar apparently was still holding a grudge as he made it his life’s mission to eradicate and capture as many merfolk as possible.
Sora desperately wanted to talk to Demyx but every time he asked he was gently, but firmly told to stay away. However he was noticing lately that Xigbar was finding small excuses to touch him, a pat on the head here, a hand on the small of his back there…it was starting to creep him out. One night he could have sworn that someone was in his room but when he had jerked awake there had been no one, only the bright round moon was shining light through the floor length windows.
He had been passing the time reading and playing around with the dogs and horses in the yard but today Xigbar had asked him if he wanted to go sailing. Normally he would have refused but something about Xigbar that day seemed make him think that he needed to come, besides, he’d already seen Vexen walking around and had not wanted to face him by himself.
The ride in the boat and the ride back was a blur in his mind now, all he could think about was the mermaid, the blood and the child. Xigbar didn’t care that he had killed her, didn’t care that she’d had a child with her. Later one of the other sailors had told him that that mermaid was the one that apparently had killed his lover. It was inexcusable, it was disgusting, and it was murder. It only took Sora a moment to gather his wits before he ran straight to the study and slammed open the doors.
Xigbar jumped and dropped his second bottle of brandy, shattering it all over the floor, alcohol mixing with the water that pooled there. Was it Sora’s imagination or did the man look slightly unstable? Demyx reacted immediately to Sora’s presence and swam around with barely contained glee.
“Sora? I thought I told you to stay out of here!” Xigbar practically bellowed.
“NO! I want to see my friend, besides how was I supposed to know that he was alright? You tell me that he is every night I ask but today…today you-,” Sora couldn’t even say it, in fact he looked like he was going to be sick. “I needed to see for myself! You need to stop this Xigbar!”
“And who are you to tell me what’s right and wrong? You don’t know anything!” Xigbar grabbed Sora and slammed him against the desk. For a moment things were dizzy and Sora thought that he was going to feel the punishing blows of Xigbar’s fist, not the punishing pressure of his mouth!
~*~
Demyx was stunned.
Sora had come in, rage flying, insults on the tip of his tongue only to be slammed against the desk by a now drunk Xigbar and kissed into silence. Sora was struggling through it, his hands beat upon the older man’s chest, he shouted and hollered at the top of his lungs as Xigbar ripped open his shirt and pressed his hot mouth against his chest. He shuddered and his cries faltered, Demyx understood only too well how Xigbar’s kisses were able to do that. Xigbar’s hands fumbled with Sora’s trousers and he managed to get his hand in and rubbed possessively, Sora cried out with both fear and passion.
Demyx decided that he’d had quite enough and shot to the top of the tank and nearly threw himself out of it before he landed safely back in the water. He started making a ruckus and if possible, splashed more water onto the floor with violent tail thrashes and waving his arms around and trying to scream at the top of his lungs. Finally with a particularly powerful swing of his tail he drenched Xigbar and Sora and caused the older man to back up just enough for Sora to run away. Demyx hoisted himself over the top of the tank and glared at Xigbar.
“You think that’s going to help him?” Xigbar snarled as he looked up at him. For a moment time seemed to slow, the pure, unadulterated hatred that radiated from Demyx gave him pause; he was hurt for some reason, but could not explain why. “IAN!” he shouted at the top of his lungs. A man came running in and almost slipped in the water all over the floor.
“Uh…yes sir?” he stuttered.
“Send a missive to Dr. Vexen and tell him that he may come as early as he likes to pick up the fish, and bring someone to clean up this fucking mess!” he shouted at him before he turned on his shoes and stalked out of the room. Demyx’s accusing eyes followed him from the room.
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