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Who: Axel [ignis_procella] & Demyx [manic_melody]
When: Sometime after Demyx's post
Where: Axel's rather broken down room.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some minor cursing, drunken antics, and mature conversations
Summary: Demyx wants to avoid Zexion and Axel is interested in learning what's up.

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Demyx was in turmoil, even the walk to Axel's place could distract him from his thoughts. He'd packed a few bottles of liquor from the tavern, and some bread and meat from the stocks. Doumeki seemed alright with it, but Demyx still felt obligated to leave payment for it behind. He sighed for what must have been the hundredth time that day.

"I have got to get my mind off of this..." He muttered to himself, looking up at Axel's place and moving toward it quicker than before. Within moments, he knocked at the door and called out.

"Axel! I'm here..." Waiting, Demyx shifted the basket of things had in his arms and looked off.

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Demyx froze, gripping the bottle he had in his hands harshly. That shut him up fast, and he sat awkwardly for a moment before shifting in his seat and getting up abruptly.

He still hadn't said anything, just took a drink and started pacing around nervously. Axel had hit the nail, alright. Hit the nail right on Demyx in-born panic button.

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When Demyx didn't answer and got up, Axel nearly begun laughing again. "Oh my god..." he exclaimed suddenly as he realized that what he said, was probably close to exactly what had happened. Axel suddenly found the entire situation much more amazing than before.

"Well, it could be worse," Axel begun to explain as Demyx drank. "You could've done it while naked or something."

He had no idea he was just making things worse by offering more 'kind' words.

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Axel couldn't possibly understand how much worse that made it for Demyx. Likely, he wouldn't understand why Demyx abruptly stopped, moving toward the wall of the house, and repeatedly hit his forehead against the wall.

There were no words to describe how screwed he thought he was, really. None he could think of, at least.

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When Demyx started to beat his head against the wall, Axel figured he should probably quit while he was ahead. He took a moment to down the rest of the bottle he had been drinking from and ran a few fingers through his hair.

He waited just a few more seconds, each thud of Demyx's head against the wood seemed to make the loft shake. "Oy ~ if you aren't careful you'll knock the place down."

Axel really did suck at trying to help things, and after a few more thuds he got back up to his feet and walked towards Demyx. "Hey. You know you worry too much?"

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"I'm so screwed." Demyx sighed, just standing there for a moment with his head against the wall. He would have screamed, or just flailed or something if he didn't feel so defeated about it.

"Yeah. Bathhouse, me, Zexion. Slipped and fell, nude, kissed him." Demyx honestly would have been close to tears if he hadn't already panicked about it and cried some.

"Again." He added meekly, keeping his head against the wall and just sighing.

"Screwed."

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Axel snorted that time, when Demyx put it like that, it was hard not to laugh. Axel reached out and put a hand on the other's shoulder and pulled Demyx back and away from the wall.

"You know that really depends. Are you sure he didn't like?" It was hard to actually determine if Axel was serious or joking.

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"I dunno. He didn't kill me for it, but that might have been the shock. I...more or less high-tailed it out of there immediately there-after." He slumped, a little ashamed of his quick retreat. Looking up at Axel, he had to wonder if the male was being altruistic, or preparing to use this against him in some way. It was his thing, sometimes, but not always.

Still, when did Axel ever pass up a chance the blackmail someone out of something? Really.

"He hasn't said anything to me, but he hasn't changed houses or anything either. I don't know what to think, which is why I'm so...Ugh." Demyx threw his hands up, smacking his face with his palm out of annoyance and dragging it down.

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"You haven't exactly gone home either to see him, am I right?" Axel shrugged and turned away slightly. He probably would have faked being hurt if he could read Demyx's thoughts. Sure he was heartless and in the past used most of the information he learned to dispatch a good portion of the Organization himself.

He did because it needed to be done, traitors or failures the lot of them ( well, mostly ... at least the one's under Marluxia had been ).

"Though I suppose the more interesting question is ... did you like it?"

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This would have been the perfect time to lie and say 'No, of course not.' If it weren't at least somewhat obvious that yes, he had, a lot. Which was why he was here, talking to Axel and planning how to face Zexion after everything. Really, there was no point in it. So Demyx had to wonder a bit why his gut instinct was telling him to lie like a dog.

"...Yes." He whimpered, barely able to fight back that need. There was no sense to it, no real point to lieing to Axel. Even if he was kinda manipulative, he had honor. Demyx figured things happened because Axel did what he believed in, for good or ill. If nothing else, that made him an honest person. To himself and his friends, at least.

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Axel lifted up his hands towards his shoulders, palms open wide as he shrugged towards Demyx. "So you liked it, not a crime and not anything to be shy about. Demyx its not like we are the type of people who can really regret anything we do. So don't."

Axel bent slightly and pushed his gangly frame directly in front of the other, "I know this place ... and certain situations can make things seem different." By different Axel meant real, like they could feel. That's how Roxas made him feel, like he had a heart and that the things he did had meaning. Honestly, wasn't a life just a state of being with purpose and enjoyment? "Don't worry about things like awkwardness."

He paused, to let Demyx sink in that bit of information before he cocked his hips, pointed at his head and said that ever so clever phrase. "Got it memorized?"

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"Yeah, yeah..." He laughed, feeling a little more at ease with everything. He was never really public with his attractions, everyone figured he was clueless and kind of bumbling and he liked that. Back then, it meant keeping people guessing and making them put down their guard. Now, however, he was finding out more and more that he was the bubbly, easy-going person he pretended to be. The feelings weren't fake, just not as vivid as with humans.

Or maybe they were, he really didn't know and would care enough to ask. Having them back to start with was enough. Seriously.

"Guess I need to just...talk to him, then." He sighed, feeling a little dread toward it, still.

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Axel was glad he could make Demyx feel a little bit better about the entire situation. Once that seemed to be settled, Axel reached out and gave Demyx a good hard pat on the back.

"Yup, don't worry. A few more drinks and you'll be fine ~"

( OOC: We can end this unless you want to go on? )