KH2: Demyx/Sora "My Inspiration"
Title: My Inspiration
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II (TH Universe)
Pairing(s): Demyx/Sora
Rating: G
Summary: Demyx is rejected (again) for a band casting and wonders if it's time to put away the guitar and give up on music. The inspiration just isn't there anymore... is it? Sometimes Sora knows more than he lets on.
Warnings: boy-love, fluff, whatever else.
Author's note: dedicated to afairysharp because it needed to be done. it was kinda fun.
My Inspiration
by Myradi (fomicry_doll)
It wasn't like Demyx was expecting much from a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band, but either way, it still sucked to be rejected. Because really, if a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band didn't want him, then what could he expect from any decent bands? It was starting to feel like the dream was fizzling out and he was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was 19 and living with his alcoholic dad and managing seven jobs at a time.
Of course, Demyx wasn't too torn up knowing that he had no future with a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band because that just wasn't his style. And despite his father drinking them into poverty and the fact that he had almost no time due to the seven (or was it eight?) jobs that he had to hold down at once... Demyx still dreamt of fame and fortune as the most loved (and painfully good-looking) rockstar to ever hit the stage.
And wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band be damned, he would find his niche even if it took him an eternity! (The age-worn look is supposed to work for rockstars anyway.)
So Demyx planted himself at the base of the Twilight Town clocktower with a notepad, a pen, and his trusty guitar, prepared to write the most mind-numbingly amazing song in the universe.
Except he didn't have any inspiration and that was kinda not good.
Half an hour passed and then maybe one hour more... twenty minutes, then thirty, then forty, then two... Demyx continued to glare at the notepad as it mocked him with all of its naked glory. Not a single word or chord inspired him. Not a single sound could get the gears creaking to life.
And just as the first hint, the smallest trace of an idea was on the tip of his tongue...
"HI DEMYX!"
It was thrust from his grasp as the eldest of the Kaipo brothers made himself known.
Demyx rubbed his temples and set the notepad down at his side. He looked up at the familiar face, his eyes straining to focus after having concentrated on a blank sheet of paper for so long.
"Hey Kitten." Demyx said with a smile, but he couldn't help but be very irritated. Sora beamed down at him, clueless as ever, but always eager and curious with what the older boy was up to. Sora's ears turned a cute shade of pink and he bent at the waist to bring himself face-to-face with Demyx.
"Are you doing homework? That's kinda funny because I didn't think you did homework!" He blushed and clapped a hand over his mouth, looking apologetic. "But that's not to say you're lazy, Demyx, because you're really not and you're older than me so you probably know a whole lot more than I do and it was not nice for me to say that so I'm sorry."
Demyx blinked a few times and then rubbed the back of his neck, raising an eyebrow at the younger boy. "Huh? N-no. It's not homework." He patted the ground beside him when Sora began shuffling from foot to foot, mostly because it was annoying and distracting to watch, but also because he could probably use the company after spending so much time by himself. "It's a song. Err..."
Sora took Demyx's invitation and plopped down on the ground gracelessly, letting out an excited little squeal. "Ooh! Lemme see!" Before Demyx could protest, Sora snatched up the notebook and was examining it very closely. For a long time, he stared at the paper, and Demyx was almost afraid to tell Sora that there wasn't even anything written there... So he shouldn't be staring so hard...
"U-um... Sora?"
"It's brilliant!" Sora said finally, handing the notepad back. He grinned his wide Sora-grin and gave Demyx a thumbs-up.
"But..."
"It's better to live life without thinking so hard about it, right? That's what you're trying to say, right?" Demyx looked confused but didn't try to stop Sora at this point. Once Sora got going, there wasn't any real stopping him anyway. "Like, you could spend hours trying to find the most powerful words but they don't really mean anything if you have to think about them so hard! The ones that just come to you out of the blue... um... Spur of the moment? Those are best! Pure emotions are better than thought-out, calculated ones any day!"
Demyx snapped his jaw shut when he realized he looked quite like a goldfish.
Sora closed his eyes and turned his face to the setting sun, that big, goofy grin still plastered all over his face. "That's... I think that's why I like you, Demyx." He said in a much quieter voice, and Demyx felt his face growing hot. "You're not always too bright, but you always say what you really mean, and sometimes it doesn't make sense to me... but it makes me happy because it's the real you." He opened one eye and peeked at Demyx with his peripheral vision. "You're a bunch of different things all squished together to make Demyx, and I... I really like Demyx."
The moment was so brief that Demyx didn't even have time to register it. A touch of soft lips over his, dark brown lashes fluttering down over ocean-blue eyes, and a soft hum of appreciation. It was the taste of sour-sweet candy and the smell of bittersweet coffee. It was grass-stains on brand new blue-jeans that Mama-Kaipo wouldn't like. It was a cute little wink and a lick on his cheek and...
"I gotta go home now, Demyx! But call me later, okay?"
Sora had long since gone home before Demyx picked up his guitar and began to play.
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Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the setting.
x-posted to antifisis & sora_demyx.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts II (TH Universe)
Pairing(s): Demyx/Sora
Rating: G
Summary: Demyx is rejected (again) for a band casting and wonders if it's time to put away the guitar and give up on music. The inspiration just isn't there anymore... is it? Sometimes Sora knows more than he lets on.
Warnings: boy-love, fluff, whatever else.
Author's note: dedicated to afairysharp because it needed to be done. it was kinda fun.
My Inspiration
by Myradi (fomicry_doll)
It wasn't like Demyx was expecting much from a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band, but either way, it still sucked to be rejected. Because really, if a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band didn't want him, then what could he expect from any decent bands? It was starting to feel like the dream was fizzling out and he was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was 19 and living with his alcoholic dad and managing seven jobs at a time.
Of course, Demyx wasn't too torn up knowing that he had no future with a wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band because that just wasn't his style. And despite his father drinking them into poverty and the fact that he had almost no time due to the seven (or was it eight?) jobs that he had to hold down at once... Demyx still dreamt of fame and fortune as the most loved (and painfully good-looking) rockstar to ever hit the stage.
And wannabe pop-punk-indie-alternative-minor-emo-with-a-dash-of-ska band be damned, he would find his niche even if it took him an eternity! (The age-worn look is supposed to work for rockstars anyway.)
So Demyx planted himself at the base of the Twilight Town clocktower with a notepad, a pen, and his trusty guitar, prepared to write the most mind-numbingly amazing song in the universe.
Except he didn't have any inspiration and that was kinda not good.
Half an hour passed and then maybe one hour more... twenty minutes, then thirty, then forty, then two... Demyx continued to glare at the notepad as it mocked him with all of its naked glory. Not a single word or chord inspired him. Not a single sound could get the gears creaking to life.
And just as the first hint, the smallest trace of an idea was on the tip of his tongue...
"HI DEMYX!"
It was thrust from his grasp as the eldest of the Kaipo brothers made himself known.
Demyx rubbed his temples and set the notepad down at his side. He looked up at the familiar face, his eyes straining to focus after having concentrated on a blank sheet of paper for so long.
"Hey Kitten." Demyx said with a smile, but he couldn't help but be very irritated. Sora beamed down at him, clueless as ever, but always eager and curious with what the older boy was up to. Sora's ears turned a cute shade of pink and he bent at the waist to bring himself face-to-face with Demyx.
"Are you doing homework? That's kinda funny because I didn't think you did homework!" He blushed and clapped a hand over his mouth, looking apologetic. "But that's not to say you're lazy, Demyx, because you're really not and you're older than me so you probably know a whole lot more than I do and it was not nice for me to say that so I'm sorry."
Demyx blinked a few times and then rubbed the back of his neck, raising an eyebrow at the younger boy. "Huh? N-no. It's not homework." He patted the ground beside him when Sora began shuffling from foot to foot, mostly because it was annoying and distracting to watch, but also because he could probably use the company after spending so much time by himself. "It's a song. Err..."
Sora took Demyx's invitation and plopped down on the ground gracelessly, letting out an excited little squeal. "Ooh! Lemme see!" Before Demyx could protest, Sora snatched up the notebook and was examining it very closely. For a long time, he stared at the paper, and Demyx was almost afraid to tell Sora that there wasn't even anything written there... So he shouldn't be staring so hard...
"U-um... Sora?"
"It's brilliant!" Sora said finally, handing the notepad back. He grinned his wide Sora-grin and gave Demyx a thumbs-up.
"But..."
"It's better to live life without thinking so hard about it, right? That's what you're trying to say, right?" Demyx looked confused but didn't try to stop Sora at this point. Once Sora got going, there wasn't any real stopping him anyway. "Like, you could spend hours trying to find the most powerful words but they don't really mean anything if you have to think about them so hard! The ones that just come to you out of the blue... um... Spur of the moment? Those are best! Pure emotions are better than thought-out, calculated ones any day!"
Demyx snapped his jaw shut when he realized he looked quite like a goldfish.
Sora closed his eyes and turned his face to the setting sun, that big, goofy grin still plastered all over his face. "That's... I think that's why I like you, Demyx." He said in a much quieter voice, and Demyx felt his face growing hot. "You're not always too bright, but you always say what you really mean, and sometimes it doesn't make sense to me... but it makes me happy because it's the real you." He opened one eye and peeked at Demyx with his peripheral vision. "You're a bunch of different things all squished together to make Demyx, and I... I really like Demyx."
The moment was so brief that Demyx didn't even have time to register it. A touch of soft lips over his, dark brown lashes fluttering down over ocean-blue eyes, and a soft hum of appreciation. It was the taste of sour-sweet candy and the smell of bittersweet coffee. It was grass-stains on brand new blue-jeans that Mama-Kaipo wouldn't like. It was a cute little wink and a lick on his cheek and...
"I gotta go home now, Demyx! But call me later, okay?"
Sora had long since gone home before Demyx picked up his guitar and began to play.
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Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the setting.
x-posted to antifisis & sora_demyx.