Empty Green Eyes
Title: Empty Green Eyes
Genre: Kingdom Hearts, AU/post-KHII
Rating: PG14
Pairing: Zexion/Demyx
Summary: Dillian smiled sadly. “No I’m not Demyx, but I’ll be whoever you need me to be.” Another Zexion/N. and Demyx/Dillian tale. Semi-sequel to " What's Left of Me". Sidestory to "Nothing is Whole and Nothing is Broken". Oneshot.
I heard boots against the blindingly white floors and wondered who it was coming to kill me this time.
The soft sound of a breath as the door opens and a person sticks their head through. “N.?” The voice breathed.
The world spun on its axis and I struggled to make sense of things.
“Zexion?” The voice tried again.
“Yes, what?” I snarled, unable to stop myself. My eyes were blurring and I couldn’t see who it was who called me.
“Zexy, it’s me. Shhh. It’s okay.” Boots came closer and the heat of a body invaded my sense. Heat… fire… Axel.
I might have screamed-I’m not sure.
My mind was a whirlwind as visions of Axel danced in front of me. Surely he was coming to finish what he started. He was coming to kill me, I was certain of this.
Someone had my arms and had pinned my legs. My throat let lose a straggled noise, half scream, half whimper.
They both had green eyes: the one who killed me and the one who ordered it. I recalled this as my body fought the restriction of another person. They were so different-red hair and silver hair, older and younger, Nobody and Clone-yet they both had those horribly empty green eyes. Neither were real in the sense that we craved to be.
But when I finally looked up, all I saw was blue…
“Demyx?” I croaked, my voice fragmented by my struggle.
“Yes, I’m here.” A watery voice smiled at me as ocean blue eyes came into focus.
Suddenly my whole body just relaxed. I lay back on the mattress and reclaimed my mind. “No, you’re not Demyx. Number IX is dead.” I told the imposter.
Messy dirty blond hair and blue-green eyes brought me back to the present-this new life where Zexion was dead too.
Dillian smiled sadly. “No I’m not Demyx, but I’ll be whoever you need me to be.”
I buried my face into the warmth of him and sobbed as we both had been unable to do Before.
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x-posted: khfanfiction, rigo_argutiae
Genre: Kingdom Hearts, AU/post-KHII
Rating: PG14
Pairing: Zexion/Demyx
Summary: Dillian smiled sadly. “No I’m not Demyx, but I’ll be whoever you need me to be.” Another Zexion/N. and Demyx/Dillian tale. Semi-sequel to " What's Left of Me". Sidestory to "Nothing is Whole and Nothing is Broken". Oneshot.
I heard boots against the blindingly white floors and wondered who it was coming to kill me this time.
The soft sound of a breath as the door opens and a person sticks their head through. “N.?” The voice breathed.
The world spun on its axis and I struggled to make sense of things.
“Zexion?” The voice tried again.
“Yes, what?” I snarled, unable to stop myself. My eyes were blurring and I couldn’t see who it was who called me.
“Zexy, it’s me. Shhh. It’s okay.” Boots came closer and the heat of a body invaded my sense. Heat… fire… Axel.
I might have screamed-I’m not sure.
My mind was a whirlwind as visions of Axel danced in front of me. Surely he was coming to finish what he started. He was coming to kill me, I was certain of this.
Someone had my arms and had pinned my legs. My throat let lose a straggled noise, half scream, half whimper.
They both had green eyes: the one who killed me and the one who ordered it. I recalled this as my body fought the restriction of another person. They were so different-red hair and silver hair, older and younger, Nobody and Clone-yet they both had those horribly empty green eyes. Neither were real in the sense that we craved to be.
But when I finally looked up, all I saw was blue…
“Demyx?” I croaked, my voice fragmented by my struggle.
“Yes, I’m here.” A watery voice smiled at me as ocean blue eyes came into focus.
Suddenly my whole body just relaxed. I lay back on the mattress and reclaimed my mind. “No, you’re not Demyx. Number IX is dead.” I told the imposter.
Messy dirty blond hair and blue-green eyes brought me back to the present-this new life where Zexion was dead too.
Dillian smiled sadly. “No I’m not Demyx, but I’ll be whoever you need me to be.”
I buried my face into the warmth of him and sobbed as we both had been unable to do Before.
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x-posted: khfanfiction, rigo_argutiae