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Corruption
Chapter Two

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Kingdom Hearts � Disney/Square Enix

I walked into the
courtyard with my bag and lunch. I spotted Marluxia sitting at our usual
spot�the cement bench that encircled the dogwood trees. As I approached him, I
realized he wasn�t looking too happy.
�It looks like your
weekend was about as good as mine,� I told him glumly as I sat beside him.

�I fucked up big
time,� He groaned. I was caught off guard. This was Marluxia, after all. In all
my years of knowing him, he had never given me a reason to believe that he had a
conscience.

�What, did your condom
break or something?� A bemused Axel asked as he walked up from behind us. He
took a seat beside me, his attention momentarily focused on Marluxia.

�No�I�told�� Marluxia
glanced up, seeing Zexion walking into the courtyard with Roxas. He emitted an
uncharacteristic �meep!� and hid his face in my chest.

�Uhhh�Mar,
are you okay?� Whatever happened to make him act this way, it certainly wasn�t
one-sided.� As soon as Zexion saw Mar�s
mass of pink hair, he turned abruptly and walked in the opposite direction.
�Dude, tell me what�s going on?�

�No,� he whimpered,
digging his face farther in my chest. If he kept this up I�d have a huge whole
going through me. I glanced down at him. His cheeks were as pink as his hair. Poor
thing.

I glanced over at
Axel. We no longer existed to him, as he was completely absorbed in his
�Roxie�, just like Roxas was with him. I turned back to Marluxia. �No one is
paying attention, Mar. Talk to me.�

Marluxia sat up and
rubbed his cheeks, as if it would make his cheeks any less pink. �Okay�well�it
started at Reno�s.�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~�

Marluxia stood next to two women, a beer in hand. He
didn�t find them to be very attractive. Rather, he wouldn�t if he were sober. Alcohol changed that. Hell, if he had
enough of it, Reno�s bulky refrigerator would start looking mighty sexy.

He found himself bored with the women he was talking to.
Both giggled at everything that he said, even when he said nothing at all. The
one to his left had a very nasal laugh, not dissimilar to that off that one 90s
sitcom. The
Nanny, was it? He didn�t know, and he
really didn�t care. He did know that
every time the one to his left laughed he wanted to rip his ears off.

He was having a hell of a time getting rid of them, too.
No matter what he said, no matter how mean or cruel it was, they would not go
away. Somehow the two drunken buffoons would manage to find him when he tried
to ditch him. It was starting to piss him off. He didn�t want to leave the
party just because he wasn�t drunk enough [and probably never would be] to fuck
the two chicks so they would leave him alone.

�Look, ladies,� Marluxia said, feigning embarrassment.
�I�ve got to use the bathroom.�

�Really?� The girl to his right, who bore the worst acne
he had ever seen, said as the left one giggled. Oh, god shut the fuck
up, Marluxia thought. �I could help you,
you know...�

�Ugh�no,� he said quickly. �Gotta
take a leak. Don�t need help with that.� He went down the hallway and slipped
into the first door that was unlocked.

�Dude, what the fuck?� A growling voice greeted him.

�Fancy meeting you here, too, Ax,� Marluxia said, leaning
against the closed door. He glanced over Axel�s shoulder. �Hello, Roxas.�

The blond muttered a �hi� in response as Marluxia locked
the door and walked into the room. �Y�know, if you
didn�t want anyone walking in on you, Ax, you should have locked the door.�

�Thanks for the advice. Now get the fuck out,� the redhead
sputtered.

�I will�� Marluxia said, opening the window. �I don�t see
what you�re so worked up about. It�s not like I�m asking to watch or join in.�

Axel snorted. �I wouldn�t put it past you.�

Marluxia looked aghast. �That hurt, Axel. Right here,� he
added, placing a hand on his heart.

�Whatever. Just go.�

Marluxia fiddled with the screen. �If two hideous
creatures come looking for me�tell them I�m dead�.no, gay�Tell them that I�m
dead and gay.�

Axel arched an eyebrow.

�Just do it,� Marluxia said as he climbed out the window
on the fire escape. After placing the screen back in place, he made his way
down the fire escape and walked down the empty street.

Marluxia shivered, so he started rubbing his arms. He
cursed himself for leaving his jacket at Reno�s. But there was no way in hell that he was going to back
for it tonight. He continued walking, wishing he had a bottle of whiskey or
something. That would definitely warm him up. Lights flashed red as he
approached an intersection.

Gardenia and Peony. Marluxia thought. His house was another
twenty blocks or so from here. It would kill him to walk all the way home in
freezing temperatures�and�he patted himself down�he didn�t have the keys to his
house on him. Why did he have to forget his jacket?! There would be no way to
get into his house until late the next morning. But�Zexion lives somewhere
around here. He�ll be up, Marluxia
decided.

Ten minutes later, Marluxia was grinning down at a
shorter, slate-haired teen as his teeth chattered. �Hello, Zexion.�

Zexion didn�t return the greeting. He flicked his hair to
his side, momentarily revealing his right eye as he glared at Marluxia. �What
do you want, Marluxia?�

�Oh, I was just in the neighborhood. I figured I�d stop by
to say �hi�,� Marluxia smiled the sweetest smile he could muster.
Unfortunately, since he was a bit under the influence, the smile Zexion saw was
anything but sweet.

�It�s a bit late for a social call,� Zexion growled. �Do
you have any idea what time it is?�

Marluxia simply smiled, never faltering.

�It�s three in the fucking morning.�

Marluxia bore a thoughtful expression. �Then perhaps you
should invite me in so we don�t wake your beloved neighbors.�

Zexion pursed his lips as he grudgingly opened the door wide
enough for Marluxia to get through before closing it.

�You�re such a sweetheart,� Marluxia cooed, kissing the
shorter teen�s temple.

Zexion stepped back, repulsed. �Disgusting. You�ve been
drinking,� Zexion said, waving a hand by his nose. The stench of alcohol on
Marluxia was so heavy that he felt nauseated.

�We had a gig earlier,� Marluxia said, plopping down on
the couch. �You should have come.�

�I don�t do gigs,� Zexion said stiffly, sitting at his
kitchen table, which was littered with textbooks.

�Of course not,� Marluxia said sarcastically, dismissing
the idea. �Anything remotely fun is against your religion.�

Zexion frowned. �I would hardly call getting drunk off my
ass and smelling like shit �fun�.� His comment, of course, referred to Marluxia�s
current state.

�Hey, don�t bash it until you�ve tried it,� Marluxia said,
sniffing himself. �And I don�t smell like shit.�

�Of course not,� Zexion said cynically.

Marluxia sat in silence, watching Zexion study. He
couldn�t stop, despite trying. Zexion was so fucking beautiful�

Zexion looked up briefly. �Is there a reason you�ve been
staring at me for the past twenty minutes?�

�I can�t help but to,� Marluxia�s words slipped out. �You
look deliciously sexy.�

�I know you did not just say that,� Zexion snapped.��

Marluxia�s eyes widened. �I didn�t say anything,� he said
quickly, although they both knew that he did. �You must have been hearing
things. �It is, uh, 4 AM, y�know.�

Zexion rose from his seat. �I can only tolerate so much of
you�� He ran his fingers through his hair as he mumbled. �I�m going to bed.
There are extra blankets in the closet. Do the world a favor and take a shower
before you go to sleep.� He walked to his bedroom door and looked back quickly.
�I want you out of here before I wake up.�
��
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I
patted Marluxia�s head once he finished. �You aren�t exactly the smartest
person when you�re drunk.� As if I have
room to talk.

Marluxia
looked at me with pleading eyes. �But I meant it!�

I
frowned. �Really?� I paused. �But you should know that telling Zex he�s deliciously sexy�sober or not�isn�t the best way
to�woo him. You�re lucky he didn�t attack you with a book.�

�Yeah, I know,� Mar replied absentmindedly. His thoughts were elsewhere.
�Hey�where did that book think come from? He do that to you or something?�

I
grinned. �But for something entirely different.�

�Oh,�
Marluxia said slowly. �He won�t talk to me or anything.�

�That
doesn�t surprise me.�

�Huh?
Why?�

�More
than half of what you say while sober is bullshit. It�s twice as much when
you�re drunk.�

Marluxia
pursed his lips. �Thanks.�

We
ate out lunch in silence. Roxas noticed us for the first time while we were
eating. And that was only because Axel went to buy his lunch.

�Hey
Dem, Mar. When you guys get here?�

�We�ve
been here the whole time,� Marluxia replied in a sing-song tone. I was glad
that Mar knew how to change his mood so quickly. Handling a depressed Marluxia for
more than ten minutes or so is beyond my capabilities. He gets too clingy.

�Oh�well�uh,
how are you guys?� Roxas asked.

�Fine,�
we both replied in unison.

Roxas
sat beside me and whispered. �How�s your�uh�y�know?�

My
eyes widened. �Nosy much?�

�Well,
yeah. I mean,� Roxas�s eyes were as round as saucers. �I feel bad for what
happened.� He paused. I knew what was coming and I somehow managed to suppress
a loud groan. �It�s surprising�that it was your first time and all�who would
have thought that I lost my virginity before you?�

OH. MY. FUCKING.
GOD.� Why did he have to bring that up?

�Whoa,�
Marluxia interjected. �You were a virgin all this time?�

I
felt my cheeks burn. I glanced over at the other side of the courtyard, where
Zexion sat, absorbed in a book. I wanted to run over there and sit next to him.
He wouldn�t ask me all these embarrassing, idiotic questions. And if the topic
were to somehow arise, he wouldn�t gawk at me. If anything, he�d help me plot
my revenge.

�Seriously?
That�s crazy,� Marluxia continued. �I thought you would have lost it way before
Roxas, considering that he�s such a prude.�

�Hey,
I resent that!� Roxas said, pouting.

I
said nothing, burying my face in my palms. When was this going to be over?

�I
swear, after seeing you and��

�Oh,
gawd, Mar!
Making out and fucking are two different things!� I protested.

�You
and who?� Roxas asked.

When
I didn�t reply, Marluxia answered for me. �Only Zex��

Roxas�s
eyes nearly popped out of his skull. �Zexion?�

�It
was a long time ago,� I groaned. �Can�t we talk about something different?�

�That
sounds like a swell idea,� Axel said, returning with greasy French fries.

�Fine,�
Marluxia agreed. �But one quick question. Who was it?�

�Some
dude named Xig.�

�That�s
interesting,� Marluxia said, taking a sip from his Kool-Aid Jammer.
�That�s my neighbor�s name.� Well, Xigbar
anyway. Maybe we�re thinking of the same guy?�

�I
dunno.�

�I�m
really surprised though. I didn�t think someone like Xigbar would be your type,
man. He�s a bit��

�A
bit what?� I demanded.

�It
doesn�t matter,� Axel said quickly. �It�s not like you�re gonna
go looking for him or anything, right?�

�How
do you know?� My eyes narrowed.

�Because
doing so is idiotic.� Axel replied.

The
bell rang, dismissing us from lunch. Axel didn�t see the dirty look I gave him.
He was too busy stuffing his face with his remaining fries. It was no matter,
however. I could always press the subject later. I grabbed my bag and headed
for the door into the building.

�Hey,
Demyx.�

I
turned around. �Yeah?�

Marluxia
walked over, his pink book bag hanging from one shoulder. �You have your next
class with Zexion, right?�

�Uhh�yeah.�

�Can
you talk to him for me? He won�t give me a chance to apologize.�

Apologize?
Damn, he wasn�t letting this down. �You really do�like, like him?�

Marluxia
was exasperated. �Yes.�

�I
guess I will then. Try, anyway.�

He
looked instantly relieved. �Thanks, man. I owe you one.�

I
nodded and walked inside the main hallway, where Zexion waited for me beside
the soda machines. �How�s it going, Zex?�

�Fine,�
he replied as we walked down towards the science hall.

�Did
you�.get all the studying done that you needed to?�

Zexion
stiffened slightly. �You�re not good at subtlety at all, Demyx.� He glanced
over at me suspiciously. �What has Marluxia put you up to?�

�Oh,
uh, nothing,� I said as we took our seats in class. I glanced over at him and
said quietly. �I should let you know, though, that you are deliciously sexy. Especially with your glasses on.�

Zexion's
eyes were like daggers. �Don�t make me hurt you, Demyx.�

I
leaned away, trying to avoid any object that might be used as a weapon against
me. �You can�t take a joke, can you?�

�I
hardly think that this is a time to be joking, Mr. Luve[1],�
our physics teacher, Mr. Ansem, sneered. I don�t� know what crawled up his ass,
but the guy has hated me since I stepped foot in his classroom several months
ago. He didn�t bother hiding his distaste for me, either. �Open your textbook
and begin defining the terms of chapter thirteen.�

I
nodded and opened my textbook and began defining the stupid terms. I stole a
glance over at Zexion, who wasn�t paying me any attention. While Ansem wasn�t
looking, I began writing a note on a piece of paper that was underneath my
notebook and slid it to Zexion.

Look, I didn�t mean to
piss you off. But�uh, you shold here Marluxia out.
He�s really sorry about what happened.

Zexion
glanced over at me for a second and wrote his reply. I don�t have to do anything. You, on the other hand, should work on
your spelling and grammar.

I
frowned. He always had to point out
my grammatical and spelling errors.� I
crinkled up the paper and whispered, �Not everyone can be a genius like you, Zex.�

�Is
there something you would like to share with the class?� Ansem asked coolly.

�Nah,
I�m good,� I said and went back to my work.

An
hour and a million years later, Physics class was over for the day. Thank God.
Just being in that class gave me a migraine. It made me sad, though, because it
was the only class I had with Zexion. Despite all his smartness, and my�not
smartness, we had managed to have several classes together since middle school.
I doubt it made a difference to him, but I felt sad knowing that this was the
only class I had with him, and come January, when we got a new schedule, I
wouldn�t be seeing him at all, except between classes and at lunch, if I were
lucky.

I
forced those thoughts out of my head. January was a while from now. Why stress
out over it? I walked out of the classroom and headed to my locker. Zexion was
already getting his Calculus book out.�
While I pulled out my French textbook, I asked, �Are you gonna think about it?�

�Think
about what?�

�Marluxia.�
I paused. �He�s not going to leave me alone until you forgive him or at least
talk to him.�

Zexion
considered this. �Fine�.I suppose I can do that.�

I
grinned. �Oh, and there�s one other thing.� He looked at me suspiciously. Damn,
I�ve been getting that a lot from him today. �I want you to come to one of our
gigs or something. It�s not exactly healthy to coop yourself up in your
apartment all the time.�

He
glared at me. He opened his mouth to say something, and then stopped. Considering
this conversation not worth his time, Zexion asked, �Did you practice your skit
for French?�

Damn
him. Gawddamn him. Why did he have to remind me of
that?

[1] �Luve�= Lux/Vex, without the Xs. I�m so unoriginal.� And yeah, you say it like �love.� HAHA, I
just imagined Vexen singing that one song by KISS� Dr. Love. �dies
laughing�Please review. <3

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