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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 - 3 Doors Down owns "Let Me Go" and you should listen to it on repeat while you read this chapter...that is all...
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One more kiss could be the best thing

Or one more lie could be the worst

And all these thoughts are never resting

And you’re not something I deserve…

It had been several days since Demyx had spent the night with Xigbar. At first the other women were curious as to what transpired between them but they soon went back to their own business. Demyx was content to be alone with his thoughts and play his sitar all day. He knew he shouldn’t feel relaxed or at peace here, especially when he had to figure out a plan to restore Xigbar’s memory. But he found that within this veritable paradise surrounded by exotic plants and birds that it was quite impossible not to relax and after all, if he wasn’t relaxed enough to be logical he could get himself into a lot of trouble around here.
Larxene aka Laila was the only woman in the Harem that seemed to like him since she would sit and talk to him every day when she wasn’t otherwise engaged with her jewelry making or chatting with the other women. After a few more days had gone by and Demyx felt much more relaxed in his surroundings and was able to think about his situation, a gift arrived from the prince. No note; just a signed card and a tiny box which housed a large tear drop sapphire hanging on a post. Laila immediately pierced his ear (again) and slipped it through, exclaiming that it looked wonderful on him. Then for the next few days, more gifts arrived for him, a gold collar, several thin gold bracelets that made fun clanking sounds as he moved his arms, and many rings. Mostly thin gold bands with some sort of design carved into them, but one had a thin vein of sapphire that Laila insisted that he wear on a particular finger.
After that particular ring nothing else came and Demyx was glad since he did not quite know what he had done to deserve jewelry like this. Larxene explained that the prince just wanted him to look pretty like the other girls and now that he had his own jewelry he could establish himself better within the Harem. Demyx had to ponder this turn of events deeply, so he was in good standing with the prince, his lover, but how was he going to get him to fall in love with him and make him remember him?
~*~
Meanwhile, in the Palace of Agrabah a violent fight was taking place. Riku had finally tracked Sora down with the King, Donald and Goofy only to be told that Sora didn’t need to be rescued but he needed to find Demyx. Riku had absolutely refused, citing again that Sora was too trustworthy and was about to fall into another Organization trap. After that of course, the Keyblades had come out and they had fought. It was quickly coming to a draw and King Mickey had to intervene quickly and stop them from fist fighting the rest of the argument away and sent both of them to separate rooms. Sora of course, took Melody with him, afraid of what Riku would do to the little shadow.
“What do I do Melody?” Sora moaned as he sat on his bed. “I have to find him! And stupid Riku, I never asked him for help!” he snapped. Melody made her signature high pitched chirping noises and bumped her head against Sora’s. Sensing that he was depressed she crawled into his lap and cuddled against him. Sora knew she was probably worried about Demyx too, but what could he do about it? He didn’t know where to start looking! Now with King Mickey and the other’s surrounding him, he’d have a tough time trying to get out of the palace without being stopped.
Luckily for Sora, Aladdin had realized that this Demyx must mean a lot to him so after getting a picture of Demyx from Donald and Goofy he went off in search of any information. It took him two weeks to find the traders that had sold him to Prince Xigbar, a new but powerful desert lord that had only just emerged in the north. Aladdin then when to the Sultan and requested that Xigbar come to the palace and to bring Demyx with him.

With that taken care of Aladdin felt that he had somehow repaid Sora for all the things he had done for him. But he still didn’t know how he was going to get him and Riku to make up after their fight. Maybe something would come to him; after all, good friends should never fight for so long!
~*~
A few weeks later Prince Xigbar read the summons from the Sultan and was surprised to see his new lovers name in it. Apparently Demyx had been separated from his friends and they were waiting for him at the palace. He sighed, as much as he hated the thought; he was going to have to take him to Agrabah. Then he smirked, ever the opportunist; at least he could have fun with him on the way there. The journey would take at least three weeks, maybe even longer! There was plenty of time to totally master Demyx and make him want to stay here with him.

Xigbar knew he had control issues, he had fully possessed Demyx and he belonged to him, body and soul. He would not willingly give him up. Of course he could have anyone he wanted, but when there was something he couldn’t have, he wanted it even more. He gave the approval to his servants and guards to begin the packing process and told them to not tell a single soul on the pain of death.
~*~
The day before they were supposed to leave, Xigbar called Demyx into his bedroom. The youth looked confused and slightly uncomfortable as he faced Xigbar lounging on his opulent bed. There was an unfamiliar scent assaulting his nostrils and the younger man couldn’t place it in his memory, but before he could ask about it Xigbar had his own questions he wanted to ask.

“Do you know why you are here?” Xigbar asked casually as he sipped his wine and watched the other fidget. He drew up the long golden pipe and took a deep draw from it, blowing smoke rings into the air.

“No…well I mean…yeah I think so…” Demyx cleared his throat. Xigbar laughed and shook his head.

“I have to go on a journey to the capital, you are coming with me,” he smirked, enjoying the look that crossed his lover’s face. Demyx went pale. He couldn’t be alone with Xigbar like that, not yet! He had absolutely no ideas as to how to bring back his memories and he still felt guilt at what had happened in Halloweentown.

“No!” he blurted out before he could think about it. A deep frown creased Xigbar’s brow.

“I’m sorry you feel that way Demyx and if you won’t come willingly, you’ll go by force, and you’ll be naked.”

“NAKED?!” Demyx shouted in one part horror and the other part anger. His head swam with the possibilities, the scent that permeated the air and the desire to suddenly eat pickles. He missed pickles…he’d have to get some next time he was in a more civilized world, wait…why was he thinking about pickles? Xigbar was speaking!

“So that you don’t run away in the desert, that would be most displeasing to me,” Xigbar was saying as he snapped his fingers and motioned for Demyx to come closer. Demyx tried to move away rather than forward but he suddenly felt weak. Before he knew it he was seeing the patterned tile of the floor up close, unconsciousness descending upon him.

Xigbar sighed, apparently Demyx was not a smoker of opium and the thought of ravaging his unconscious body was displeasing to him so he moved him onto his bed and simply left him there as he went and visited one of his other princesses for the night.
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I dream ahead to what I hope for

And I turn my back on loving you

How can this love be a good thing

And I know what I'm going through

When Demyx awoke he was lying in a wagon, a thin blanket his only protection from prying, unfriendly eyes. Underneath him was a soft, plush mattress and the sides of the wagon were lined with lush pillows while the front and back were sealed shut by thick curtains to make sure no one else saw his “condition”. He was naked as promised save for the jewelry that had been given him and the first thing he thought of when he woke up was how easily Xigbar had managed to drug him. He huffed and sat in the middle of the wagon and pouted for a moment. He was stronger than this! He knew he was and yet once again he found himself at the mercy of unusually high odds.
What was he going to do! He’d heard all sorts of stories from Larxene about this Xigbar! Though he seemed charming and kind he was, in reality, a very harsh and unforgiving man and ruler. If Demyx did something to displease him he could find himself on the wrong end of a spear, and now they were alone together! While some might say that was the ideal place to be in order to have someone fall in love with you, Demyx was no longer sure, and it wasn’t like he needed Xigbar to fall in love with him again, he just needed him to remember what they had together! He sighed again and hummed a little, since music always seemed to help him think. But as the day wore on he could only come back to the fact that they were alone. He didn’t know why they were going to Agrabah, but he’d be damned if he’d be left there for whatever reason.
That night as the wagon stopped and he could see points of light outside as the fires were lit he heard his stomach growl. He began to search for something to eat around his little room, but other than his blanket and a canteen of water, there was nothing. Ugh, just leave it to Xigbar to put him in an uncomfortable position; he wondered if he had to go outside for food. All this of course was being thought as Demyx continued to root under the pillows of the wagon to see if he missed something.

At the same time, Xigbar quietly opened the back of the wagon and set a plate of food onto the mattress before he climbed in. As he looked up the first site he was met with was Demyx’s round little rump stuck in the air and wiggling around. He was sure that at that exact moment, all of his blood had rushed south and looked away, clearing his throat. Demyx gasped and turned around. “Xigbar!” he exclaimed. The prince paused when he heard his name. Demyx always called him Xigbar, or Xiggy that night they had made love. No one, even his Harem girls had ever called him simply by his name. It was always “Your Highness”, or “Prince…” he smiled. He rather liked hearing his name on those luscious lips.
It had been a hard day’s ride and Xigbar found that he could not keep his thoughts from entering the covered wagon where his lover was ensconced. Oh the things he would do to him tonight; of course his thoughts led to a physical condition that made it quite difficult to ride a horse, but he was too deep in thought to care. It was curious indeed the situation that he found himself in, the fact that Demyx was found in the middle of the desert yet his friends were in Agrabah, it didn’t quite make sense. But that made no difference to Xigbar since he wasn’t planning to relinquish Demyx.
“I brought you food, are you hungry?” he asked as he sealed the curtain again. Demyx nodded and blushed as his stomach growled loudly. Xigbar smiled and sat down, easily crossing his legs, motioning for Demyx to come closer. Hunger made Demyx slightly dense as he eagerly approached Xigbar and was snared into sitting on his lap. He frowned, dang it was just like that night in the bath!
His back was pressed against Xibar’s chest and before he could protest further a piece of meat was popped into his mouth and he practically groaned, it tasted so good. Xigbar smirked and continued to feed himself and the young man in his lap. As they grew into a slow and pleasing pattern he stopped paying attention to what he was doing and yelped quietly when Demyx’s teeth descended on one of his fingers. Before he could pull it away however, Demyx had grabbed his wrist and was kissing the small red mark.
Demyx had made a decision in the short time that Xigbar had been feeding him. Despite the fact that Larxene had warned him of the type of man he was, that wasn’t any different than the Xigbar he had known back in the World that Never Was. He had even started to forgive himself for killing his older lover in Halloweentown. He was there with him now, caressing him and feeding him. He was going to take advantage of this time they had alone together with no outside forces to try and take them apart. So he was going to seduce him, he wildly hoped that Xigbar would remember him that way.
Easy enough right?
However Demyx had very little experience in the art of knowing seduction, when he had wanted sex in the past all he had to do was wiggle his eyebrows at Xigbar and motion towards his room. Well, he supposed that now, as ever was a good time to learn. His tongue darted around Xigbar’s fingers until he felt the older man begin to shiver and his breath falter. He drew a finger into his mouth and let his tongue rub against the rough skin as he sucked deeply on the digit. Xigbar muttered a curse and tried to pull his finger away but when it became apparent that Demyx wasn’t letting it go, he tentatively added another finger to his lover’s mouth. Demyx engulfed that one eagerly too, easily devouring both fingers in his eager mouth.
Xigbar struggled to regain his breath; he had never thought that Demyx was capable of this, not to say that he didn’t enjoy it. While one hand was being suckled so suggestively Xigbar reached down with the other and began stroking Demyx’s hardening manhood. The boy groaned and shivered around the fingers in his mouth, precum instantly coming to the surface. The prince smirked and milked what he could from the boy before his fingers traveled down to the tight little hole he loved so much and began to massage and stretch him. “Hm…Demyx you are so very good at this,” he purred. Demyx whined a little at the intrusion but continued to suck on the fingers in his mouth.
The next thing Demyx knew he was being shoved onto his stomach and his hips yanked up so that he was being cradled in the hips of Xigbar. He groaned as he felt something hard begin to probe him and then enter him with exquisite slowness. It was so familiar, so wonderful, so erotic! Demyx groaned passionately at the same time Xigbar thrust in and out, in and out, harder, faster, until with a loud shout from both of them, they came together. Demyx collapsed onto his stomach with Xigbar beside him panting heavily and trying to catch his breath.
“So…how was it for you?” Demyx inquired cheekily. Xigbar laughed deeply and peppered kisses along Demyx’s throat.

“I have to admit I was surprised…when we met the first time you were afraid of me.” Xigbar said as he pulled Demyx onto his chest so that the younger man was looking down at him, his fingers idly wrapped around his hair. Demyx looked troubled for a moment.

“Well, you reminded me of someone I love…” he said truthfully. Xigbar’s brows knit together.

“Forget about whoever you loved before, love only me,” Xigbar ordered almost angrily as he kissed his throat and nipped it sharply.
And no matter how hard I try

I can't escape these things inside

I know, I know

But all the pieces fall apart

You will be the only one who knows
~*~

Later that night Demyx awoke and looked down at the sleeping prince before letting out a soft sigh. It sounded so simple didn’t it? Just to love him and not worry about what would happen when he remembered. To forget about everything else and only love him for the rest of eternity. But what about the past? He wanted him to remember their first time together; he wanted him to remember when they first met because it was still so real to him. He leaned down to kiss his lips softly.

“Love…you…” Xigbar yawned quietly in his sleep as he turned towards Demyx to pull him close, much to the other’s surprise.

You love me but you don't know who I am

I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand

And you love me but you don't know who I am

So let me go

Just let me go…
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