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Corruption
--A XigDem fic�

Disclaimer:
Final Fantasy/Kingdom Hearts � Square Enix

�Je ne suis pas une fille.�

�Quoi? Je ne sais pas! �.Mais, je t�aime! Tu ne peux pas un
gar�on!�
�
I watched my two friends
perform their dramatic skip at the front of the class. I barely knew any
French�I can�t focus enough to pay attention, especially on the days I forget
to take my medicine. So naturally, I was lost at �bonjour�.

�Merci, Axel, Roxas,� our teacher, Mademoiselle
Marlene said. �Your skit was�interesting.�

�Thanks,� Axel
beamed. �It was totally my ingenious-ness!�

Roxas elbowed him. �As if!�

The bell rang a
second later. I had to admit, I was thoroughly relieved. I wasn�t looking
forward to performing a skit. It�s not that I�m shy or anything. I�m far from
it. I just�suck at French. I walked out of the classroom. Axel and Roxas were
too busy play fighting to notice me. It doesn�t exactly bother me. I mean, it�s
to be expected, isn�t it? The two just started officially dating after months
of beating around the bush.

I put my books in
my locker and glanced to my right. Zexion, one of my best friends, was getting
books out of his locker. I had no doubt that he planned on doing some hardcore
studying.

�So,
uh, you doing anything this weekend?� I tried to start a conversation.

�Studying,� my
slate-haired friend replied simply.

�Why?�

�The college
entrance exams are coming up, Demyx!�

�What? Dude�they�re
two months away.�

�You�re such a bum.
Keep up your slacking and you�ll end up as a convenience store clerk for the
rest of your life.�
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I stalked into my
room and cast my school things aside. I don�t know why exactly, but what Zexion
said really pissed me off. Me, a convenience store clerk?
As if! I am going to be a famous musician!

I checked my watch.
5:30. SHIT! I�m going to be late, I
thought. I changed out of my school uniform and got ready for my gig.� I wore my hair spiked as usual, accented by
my spiked leather collar and eyeliner. I wore my favorite pants�these �ber tight red plaid pants with chains connecting the two
pant legs. I wore a white long sleeved blouse. The cuffs were long and a bit
frilly and looked really kickass punky,
in my opinion, with my black leather jacket. I snapped on my studded bracelets
and tightly tied the laces to my combat boots.

My cell phone
chimed so I opened it. It was a text from Axel. �yo hoe wear u @?� I glanced out my window
and saw Axel parked on the side of the road in his beat-up station wagon. It
certainly wasn�t the most attractive car in the world, but none of us were made
of money and at the time it was the only thing Axel could afford. It was
actually pretty useful with transporting band equipment, so no one really
complained.

I grabbed my guitar
and raced outside and hopped into the car. �Sorry I�m late.�

Axel
floored it, driving to the gig like a maniac. �It�s
fine, the crowd will be more excited anyway.�

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

After the gig, Axel
liked to celebrate their success with an afterparty
at his older brother�s place. Reno, Axel�s brother, could care less what
happened, as long as he was paid for providing the alcohol.

I sat on a stool in
Reno�s kitchen with a beer in my hand. I
alternated between munching on a slice of pizza and drinking. Performing made
me hungry. It had a good outcome, so I was in high spirits.

Axel came into the
kitchen and draped his arm over my shoulder. �Doood, ya nee� ta liek,
parteh�man�it�s liek�doood.�

Riiiggghhhtttt�.Axel wasn�t the most brilliant of people
when he was drunk. I supposed he had a point though. Prior to his entrance, it
was only me in the kitchen. I walked out into the living room and was
immediately bombarded by loud music. The room was filled with people. Aside
from a handful, I knew no one. The others must have been Reno�s crazy friends or just tagalongs who
wanted a drink.

I glanced back at
Axel. He was attached to Roxas now, whispering something in his ear. No doubt
those �sweet nothings� were Axel�s drunken way of convincing Roxas to go to the
back room to fuck. Marluxia was busy hitting on guys and girls alike, and Reno was making out with Vincent on the couch. I
was virtually alone, and started to feel out of place, like a third wheel on a
bicycle.

�Eh�you
alone?�

I looked behind me and
stared at the man who had spoken to me. I had seen him before, but from where,
I couldn�t place a finger on. So, I shrugged it off. �Nah, I have friends
here.�

�I mean, are you with anyone?� He asked me. I took the
time to study this guy this time. He was gothy
looking, donned with an eye patch and an interesting scar on his left cheek.

�Uh, no, I�m not.�

�That�s good,� he
said. �You�re too cute. I�d hate to have to steal you away from someone.�

�What?� I had a feeling that I should
have answered his question differently.

The
man said nothing though. He grabbed my chin almost gingerly and kissed my lips.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I woke up with the
sun glaring into my eyes. I groaned and turned on my side, pulling a sheet over
my shoulder. I didn�t recognize where I was. Did I not go home last night?
After a moment, I realized that this was Vincent�s old room before he started
sharing a bed with Reno.

I stood up a bit
shakily. My thighs and ass were killing me and my clothes had magically
disappeared. What the fuck? I found
my pants on the floor. Since there was no sign of my boxers�if I had even worn
them last night�I went commando. I opened the bedroom door and walked into the
living room. Axel and Reno were sitting on the floor playing Halo. On the couch, Vincent
sat like a zombie holding a mug of coffee while a still sleeping Roxas used his
thigh as a pillow.

�Good morning,
sunshine. Did you sleep well?� Reno asked, not looking away from the TV. He
shot Axel, who started muttering a string of curse words.

�What happened last
night? I woke up naked.�

Reno snickered. �You don�t remember?�

�Remember what?� I
demanded.

�You were all over
Xig last night,� he replied.

�Who?�

Reno sighed. �I�m sure you�ll end up finding out
soon enough.� His tone was abnormally impassive, as well as his expression. I
couldn�t figure out what he was thinking or anything. I pondered on what he
said for about a second. The dude was crazy anyway. I walked into the kitchen.
Man, I was hungry!

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Long after Reno kicked his younger brother and friends out,
Reno texted �Xig� on
his cell. Dude. Gtf over here now. I need 2 tlk.

Reno through himself on the
couch. Somehow, he had
managed to deal with not only Axel, but Demyx and Roxas, as well as help Vincent
clean up the flat all while suffering from a massive hangover. How he managed
to do it, he wasn�t sure. Maybe it was because the others were hung over too,
so they weren�t as hyper as usual.� �.And thank god Marluxia didn�t stay the
night! Reno thought. Nothing slows that kid down, not even a killer hangover!

Vincent walked into
the room with a mug of coffee, silently sipping. �You okay?�

�Yeah�I�m a bit
tired though.�

Vincent
thrusted his mug at Reno. �Have some coffee.�

�And become a
caffeine addict like you? I�ll pass.�

Vincent sat on the
edge of the couch in silence, drinking his coffee. Moments later, there was a
low knock on the door. He got up and opened the door. �Oh. Hello Xigbar.�

�Yeah,� Xigbar
replied. He stepped inside, taking off his shoes. He threw one at Reno�s red mass on the couch. �What the hell did
you mean �get the fuck over here�?
You�re not pregnant, are you?�

Reno pulled himself into a sitting position and
glared at him from the back of the couch. �STU-FU, Xigbar!�

�Stu�fu?�
The surfer was puzzled. �Oh, shut the fuck up, you mean? Yeah, I guess I will
for now. Don�t want ya getting pissy
or anything.� Xigbar tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear and sat on
the floor in front of Reno.

Reno straightened up and stared down at Xigbar
sternly. �You slept with my brother�s best friend.�

�Yeah? And? Two consenting adults�it�s not like I
raped him.�

Reno clenched his jaw. He knew this would
happen. Xigbar was just so�.Xigbar!
And Vincent was so apathetic Reno felt like a bitchy mother hen for being a
little protective. �Demyx��

�So that�s his
name.�

�Demyx,� Reno repeated. �Is only
seventeen.�

�Oops,� Xigbar
grinned. His smile was contorted by the scar on his cheek. To Reno, Xigbar in this single moment looked like a
sadistic child molester.

�He didn�t even remember what happened.�

Xigbar frowned.
�What? �I though I was better than that.�

�Apparently not,�
Vincent cut in.

Xigbar shrugged. �I
don�t see why it�s a big deal. The kid�s practically an adult, anyway. You
never struck me as the type to�stress,
per se.�

Reno frowned. �Just stay away from Demyx, okay?�

Xigbar
got to his feet. �Whatever, dude. It�s not like I�m going to see him again
anyway.�

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I laid on my bed, unable to sleep. I rolled on my side and looked
down at Axel, who was lying on a makeshift pallet. �Hey�Ax,
you asleep?�

�I was,� Axel said
sleepily.

�I keep thinking��

�About
last night?�

�Yeah,� I admitted.

�Don�t worry about
it--�

�How can I not? I
don�t remember what happened��
�
�Then it didn�t
really happen. It�s not like you�ll ever see him again anyway.�

�How do you know?
He�s Reno�s friend,� I started to freak. �You don�t
understand, Axel. I can�t just ignore this and pretend it didn�t happen. I
mean, I lost my virginity to a complete stranger!�

Axel sat up and
stared at me. �You�are a virgin?�

�I was until last
night, yeah.�

Axel said nothing.
Abruptly, he slammed his fist into the hard wood floor beside him. �Damnit!�

�What?� I asked,
looking down at him in alarm.

Axel
texted furiously before turning his attention to me. His angry expression softened and he
scooted closer to my bed. �Demyx, I�m so sorry. It�s all my
fault. You wanted to stay in the kitchen��

�Honestly, I was
only hungry��

�I encouraged you
to drink more��

�I did that by
choice��

�I didn�t know. I
should have protected you.�

�Axel, it�s not
your job to protect me.�

�You�re my best
friend.�

I laughed
awkwardly. �Ha�ha�.I thought that was Roxas.�

Axel dropped his head.
�That�s different. You know that. You�re like a brother to me.� Axel�s cell
phone buzzed. He opened his cell to read the text. �To Reno too�.he talked to Xigbar.�

I sat up. �And?�

�He told him to
stay away from you. So if he doesn�t, tell me or Reno and we�ll take care of
it.�

�It would help if I
knew what he looked like,� I mumbled.

�Don�t worry about
it now,� Axel commanded. �Get some sleep.� He lay back down, but he didn�t
sleep. I could the blue glow of Axel�s cell phone. He must have been texting Reno or Roxas.

I kissed his lips as I wrapped my arms
around his neck. Who was he? It didn�t matter. It felt too damn good. I stopped
thinking and let my body take over. His hands trailed down my sides as I drew
him closer. He nibbled on my neck as he unbuttoned my shirt. I felt my cock
harden. It hurt like hell, but so good, as it was trapped behind my tight plaid
pants. He somehow knew...his hand slipped down, unbuttoning my pants and taking
my cock into his hand, massaging it�

I woke up with my
body wet with sweat. I could feel the stickiness between my thighs. �Ah, shit,�
I groaned. �In front of Axel, too.� I looked around my
room, finding it empty. Knowing Axel, he was probably outside smoking. I hopped
out of my bed and made my way to the shower, staggering slightly.

I couldn�t figure
out why I had a dream like that. I mean, I know guys are supposed to have
erotic dreams, but I was one of the �lucky� ones who didn�t dream at night. It
worked out, too, considering I was to lethargic in the morning to take a
shower. The only reason it was bugging me now was because of the �experience�
that happened the night before my dream.

Despite what Axel
said, I decided that I would find Xigbar. I couldn�t help but feel angry at him
for taking something that wasn�t his to take. I�d give that asshole a piece of
my mind. Yeah, I would. And if he didn�t apologize�I�d shove a PCP pipe up his
ass. That�s it! I encouraged myself as I got out of the shower. I�ll kick his
ass without the help of Axel or Reno.

�Demyx, honey, are
you done?� I heard my mom call from the other side of the door.

�Yeah, I�m getting
out now,� I replied, wrapping a towel around my waist.

��Kay, hurry up.
I�m making pancakes.�

After I got dressed,
I went downstairs and found Axel sitting by my father at the table. Ax was
stuffing his face with pancakes. My father, Luxord, neglected his breakfast;
too busy reading the Sunday paper.

�Hey, Vex, can I
have more pancakes?� Axel asked my mom, using a shortened version of his name.
Axel didn�t wait for mom to answer and proceeded to steal the pancakes from my
own plate.

�Oi,� I protested as I sat down.

Axel stuck his
tongue out at me as he munched on my pancakes. While I stared at him, sulking, mom
put four hot pancakes on my empty plate.

�Thanks,� I said,
eating my pancakes. I hadn�t realized how hungry I was until that moment. I sorta forgot to eat yesterday�but could you blame me?

Mom sat down beside
me, picking at the food on his plate. �So, how did your gig go?�

�Good,� I said
simply, drinking orange juice. My parents really didn�t care what I did on the
weekends and after school. I knew they loved me and all, but as far as they
were concerned, I was an adult and could do what I wanted. There was just this
one thing�.

�You didn�t kiss
any boys, did you?� Mom asked. Axel nearly choked on his food as he burst into
a fit of laughter.

�No,� I replied,
staring at my food.

Axel, after his fit
of laughter died down, he made a point of staring at my mom�s prominent Adam�s
apple.
�
�That better be the
case, right dear?� Mom nudged my dad, who grunted in forced agreement. �I want
grandchildren. Understand?�

Axel sided with me.
�Demyx could adopt.�

Mom was aghast. �Heavens no!�

�Eugh�why?
Isn�t that what you did?� Axel asked curiously. I, on the other hand, was in
serious shock. I couldn�t be adopted. I couldn�t. I knew my parents were both
men, and due to an unfortunate event in the fifth grade, I knew men couldn�t
have babies. It just�never clicked.

�We didn�t adopt,�
Dad cut in, setting his paper down.

Yes! I cheered
inside. Then I realized what Dad had said. I glanced over at Axel, who wore the
same shocked expression I was sure that I wore. �What�do you mean?� I asked nervously.
What could that mean? Was I illegally adopted or something? Were my parents,
two of the most influential people in Radiant Garden, capable of that?

Mom must have
caught onto my worry. �Don�t fret, Demyx.� He ordered. �Your father and I
wanted a child of our own flesh and blood. Naturally, men couldn�t have
children, so we took a more unconventional
approach. I took a sample of my DNA and made an egg��

�You can do that?�
Axel asked skeptically, not bothering to suppress his doubts.

�Of course I can!�
Mom said defensively. �I�m a friggin� genius! �So the
egg was put into a tank and was fertilized by your father�s sperm. Thus, you
were created.�

I felt sick. �I�m��
Words couldn�t form. I was just another one of my mother�s, no, Vexen�s
experiments. I� �I�m not real.� Was this how Roxas felt when he found out he
was adopted? Did he feel like all hope disappeared? Like�all�anything good in
his life was gone?

Axel wrapped his
arm around my shoulder. His warm lips brushed against mine, which were already
slightly open. He tasted like syrup and cigarettes.� My body ignored my racing mind. My eyes
closed as I responded�

�Ahem,� Mom said primly.

Axel drew back,
grinning sheepishly. �Only a real boy could feel that.�

�Yeah, well, it�s
going to take a gallon of mouth wash
to get rid of that �feel�,� I said. I was embarrassed to the fullest extent
possible. My best friend kissed me in
front of my parents. At the breakfast table. I knew it
meant nothing to Axel, aside from an attempt to make me feel better. And in all
weirdness, it worked.

Mom stared at me
with a passive expression. I couldn�t tell if he was mad at me or what. I hoped
he wasn�t. It would be pretty fucking hypocritical of him if he was.

�I always figured
you liked boys,� Dad said with his thick British accent. He sipped his coffee
slowly. �Ever since I saw your face turns green and run to the bathroom after
seeing a Girls Gone Wild commercial.�
I said nothing. �There�s nothing wrong with that.�

�I know,� I
replied. I looked down at my food. I didn�t think I could stomach the thought
of food, no less actually eating. I rose from the table. �I�m�uh�going out.�

Mom eyed me with an
expression I couldn�t quite read. Yet again. �You
haven�t finished eating.�

�I�m not that
hungry.� I didn�t bother waiting for him to reply, or for Axel to finish
eating. I just left.
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