Team Steam - Home Movies Axel knew he should have felt bad, invading the Tyko family privacy in this way, but he had an opportunity and he had seized it. And in all fairness, he hadn’t gone looking for this material. He just got curious, Demyx wasn’t supplying much entertainment due to being asleep on the couch, and to be spending the night in your friend’s sister’s house was always a good opportunity to learn more about said friend.Team Steam - Home Movies by WolfieKid
So, when he was nosing around the cupboard under the stairs and found a whole shelf of home movies, he had thrown his sleeping partner a wicked grin then as quietly as possible hauled out a stackload.
Within mere seconds of pushing the first VCR into the player, he knew this would be comedy gold. Entirely oblivious in sleep to what Axel was watching, Demyx was unable to cringe in embarrassment as on the screen his four year old self was chased screaming by an angry duck in a park; his father holding the camer
Still Burning Ch. 8"Uxίa... We have to get you somewhere! I-I have to get some help... Oh God what have I done" Axel was frantically looking around the room, not actually seeing anything. All he was focusing on was Uxίa's attempt of trying to speak. The room was simply a blur.Still Burning Ch. 8 by Wolfy675
"A-A-Ax-el... don... don't. Blame... your. S-Self" She touched his cheek, trying not to let her mouth move too much "But.... if you. Fe-Feel that. Bad... you can. A-A-Always... buy me... d-dinner."
Despite the situation they were in, Axel laughed and smiled sadly at her "You may have to hold me to that"
With him finally having calmed down, Axel carefully picked up Uxίa, and held her close to him as he travelled through the room. She was going to get better. He'd make sure of that.
And it was at that moment that the pyro recognised where they were. Uxίa had taken them to Axel's room. His and Demyx's room... He'd have to ask her questions later. Right now wasn't the time.
And with that he carried the now sleeping
Time of Your LifeWe had been fifteen when I first met him. He had been sitting in the courtyard of the high school, face wide with a smile, and foot tapping to an invisible beat. He had been so unlike me, he was so exuberant, and wore his heart on his sleeve while I was just plain, my hair side swept into my face, covering one of my eyes, and I was expressionless. There was no way we could have gotten along, he was sun, I was darkness and yet, here we are today, in the hospital, me crying silently over his dead body but I'm getting ahead of myself.Time of Your Life by campbellsoup927
He had looked up then, on that fateful day, he had caught my eye, and that large grin had gotten impossibly bigger as he stood and danced (no, he didn't walk, because every one of his steps was like a well choreographed move to a song, so flowing, so beautiful) over to me, almost like we were been good friends that had known each other for years, and extended his hand, and he spoke, his words like a damn song, one that you could neve
Demyx How to Save a Life"I see dead Nobodies."Demyx How to Save a Life by kdm13
"Demyx and Axel have been following you since they faded."
"Wait, Demyx? I can see Axel doing that, but Demyx?"
"He was my friend too. He was teaching me to play sitar."
"Huh. You mean that weird guitar thing he fought with?"
"Sitar, not guitar, there's a difference, but yeah."
"What's it like?"
"It's not easy, and it hurts, but it's fun and I kinda miss it."
"Not that, the seeing your friends thing."
"Oh, well, it's nice to see them again, but they're not the same. I was like that too, before you started talking to me. Thanks."
"Talking to me of course."
I stopped signing Sora's half of the conversation and looked out the window to the right. The ocean, not even that brought happiness anymore.
"Why'd you stop?"
"You have to hold on Demyx." He looked at Axel, "Both of you." Sora burbled something. "He's been signing what you've been saying, you and everyone else, so Axel knows what's going on. He just stopped though, and I'm afraid
Demyx Bring Me To Life.I didn't want to fight him, it was orders.Demyx Bring Me To Life. by kdm13
He was asking for it though.
He knew right where to go, for my hearing aids, and I froze. Déjà vu. I knew it was over then and I shouted before fading.
Imagine my surprise when I opened my non-existent eyes to see him standing there, talking to his friends. What about, I couldn't say, it sounded like I was underwater. Irony. I couldn't see his face from this angle, and how can you expect someone to read the lips of an anthropomorphic duck or dog?
What surprised me even more was the fact that they weren't the only ones there. Roxas was standing there, looking depressed.
"Hey, looks like my dream came true." His voice was dead.
Axel had mentioned something about us having similar dreams that night. "Oh... yeah. It's great to see you again though."
"Sorry about that."
"It's not your fault." Silence as Sora and friends started walking again. "Hey, you wanna practice?" I tried summoning my sitar as Roxas said; "Can't. We're weapo
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WatercolorsEvery time he visited, one of her crayons would disappear.Watercolors by uberkittypie
Namine didn't think much of it at first, imagining they must have fallen into the void that exists beneath every child's bed, but once they started disappearing from plain sight she thought something must be wrong. She confronted him about it--politely, of course--only to get a dumbfounded look and a who, me? Couldn't be! Hey, listen to this... in response. It seemed like it would just be another bother, something she had to endure but couldn't do anything about--until one morning she found a row of teacups on her desk, each filled with a different color.
"Whatcha got there, doodlebug?"
Like he didn't have anything to do with it.
She'd already found a use for the colors. They stuck to paper as well as crayon, and only smudged when wet, but they just didn't listen to her like crayons did; they wandered all over the pages, mixed and mingled and were...well, they were just rude!
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