Xigbar was going though some of the old stuff in his room, when he found a box he didn’t recognize. In the box was a bunch of junk and a dumb looking wedding dress that seemed rather old. The dress made him laugh really hard for some reason. He decided the junk was probability somehow stuff from his “Past” life. His only guess was that the dress was part of a memory, but he didn’t care. He planed to find Luxord, probability drunk as always, and slip the dress on him. In the back of his mind he was hoping for the best picture to go into his scrapbook, even if it meant risking his life for it… like Lux could really hurt him. When he got down the stairs he found Marluxia passed out, something deep down inside told him it would be funnier to slip the dress on the girlie pink head instead. After getting it on him he went back to his room to grab his best camera, then headed back to the kitchen to wait for the other to wake up. Thankfully he didn’t have to wait but a couple of hours. While he was waiting Demyx came in to have breakfast, they talked about what Xigbar was up to/what Demyx saw on his way in. Demyx was a little curious about why Marluxia was passed out at the bottom of the stairs waring a funny looking wedding dress. Xigbar told him about how he found the dress & went to find Luxord to put it on him. Demyx found it a little funny that Xigbar got side tracked by finding Marluxia at the bottom of the stairs, normally he didn’t use the stairs. Well Xigbar decided he has had enough pain from popping up in front of people. He wanted to be on the safe side today so he could get his best scrapbook picture ever. Demyx was about to say bye and leave, but at that exact moment Xigbar jumped up and ran back into the hall. He had heard Marluxia move, his hearing as always been better then the younger nobody’s. Demyx just shrugged it off and washed his dish before going back to what he needed to get done.

Xigbar hung from the ceiling tailing Marluxia till just the right moment. He got the picture, but somehow his timing was off and Marly ran right into him. Somehow the pink head knew it was the zebra head who put him in the dress, he didn’t really care about being in a dress, he was just upset about something else. Either way Xigbar got the worse Vine Thrashing of his “Life”. Somehow all the yelling & hitting reminded him of something, he just couldn’t decide what. When Marluxia was finally done with him Xigbar went back to his room and thought it all over. It took awhile, but the memory eventually came back to him. His mind was trying to make him remember the day Marluxia… I mean Lumaria started hating him. He always did want to know why Marluxia and him were never friends, I mean they got along just fine for the most part. There was always something holding them back from really getting to know each other, Xigbar just thought it was their attitude towards this life. Apparently it was his attitude not Marluxia’s that was the problem, he would have to try and make up for it later. That’s when he finally knew why the dress was in the box of old “Memory” items. The day “Marluxia” first wore that dress was “Xigbar”’s biggest regret. That was the day he lost a really good friend he didn’t know he cared for… until that exact moment.

Demyx was just hanging out at his favorite spot one day, when his boyfriend walked over…. They’ve been having some issues lately, so number nine did not know what to expect from number eight. The red head started saying he was sorry & that they should “make up”. Demyx was not ready for that & his boyfriend knew it, but still he kept pushing. Finally he gave in….

To Demyx it was the best feeling ever, he was so happy, but he started to regret it after the other woke up. He told him they had to leave…. his boyfriend just broke up with him. Number Eight forced Number Nine to have sex for the first time, then just dumped him like that. He was so heartbroken, he didn’t know what to do. At first he tried to just forget about it, but in the end he just got depressed. “I wonder if this is how Number Six feels all the time…” he thought to himself after a very bad day.

After a few months which felt like years, he thought about just dieing… “No one would miss me!” He thought he was not noticeable, but you see there was one guy who saw him everyday. He saw how down he got after being dumped, he saw him get more and more depressed everyday since, he even saw him the day he tried to off himself.

Number Ten was not brave enogh to aproch the object of his amirice. So he almost didn’t know what to do when he saw him getting ready to jump into the deepest lake around, but he knew he had to do something. He ran over and caught him by the arm right before he jumped. Demyx just looked up at his saver & could not speck…. “Where did this handsome man come from?”

They both blushed like crazy before Number Ten manged to introduce himself, “H-hi, I-I’m L-Luxord & y-your n-name is?” “Ummm, D-d-demyx” was all he could get out. “I’m glad to finlly know” Luxord said while hold out his hand. Demyx thought “Finlly??” as he shook Luxord’s hand. Luxord, still holding him by the hand, lead him over to the bench he was sitting on. “I don’t mean to sound creepy or anything, but you’re one of the most Beautiful people I have ever seen” Luxord told Demyx while trying not to run away.

Demyx just stared making Luxord feel bad, “I’m sorry… I had to stop you”
Demyx shook himself out of his thoughts “N-no it’s not that, I’m just supriced. I thought no one ever saw me or noiced me. I figured no one would miss me, I thought I was unloveable.”

“I noice you everyday. I was here one day after being kicked out of my house by my wife, she wanted a devorce. I was two drinks from jumping into the lake myself, when out of nowhere I saw you crying under that tree over there. I was going to go ask what was wrong, but when I saw how beautiful you were I just couldn’t. For some reason everyday after that I just kept coming back, like the things that have happened to me didn’t matter anymore.”

“That was the day ‘He’ broke up with me. I thought I was all alone.”

“Yeah, I tried to stay hidden.”

“Why? I could have used the company & saved these past few months.”

“I’m sorry about that. I just saw you getting more & more down everyday and I just couldn’t get myself to talk to you. I have to admit though I do…. um, like you.”

“Oh, Um, it’s alright, you’re talking to me now, right? I do feel much better now, Thank You for saving me.”

Luxord brightens up “You’re Welcome”

Demyx just blushes & moves closer to Luxord when he turns around to hide his own blushyness.

When Luxord turned around again Demyx was way too close, he just started blushing again. He tried to hide it again, but Demyx graped his hands in his own & said “Don’t hide from me anymore please. I like the blush it’s…. sweet.”  The next thing he felt was himself leaning forward. Before he could stop, his lips met the other’s. He thought Number Nine would pull away, but instand he just pulled himself closer so that he was almost in Number Ten’s lap.

They stayed there kissing, till they heard a female voice laughing behind them. Luxord recorzed that voice and broke away quickly. Demyx just looked around confused.

Number Twrive was staring at them like they were on display at the zoo…. Luxord had to get rid of her.
“What are you doing here & What do you want?!?”
“Now honey, don’t be like that. I just came to see if you were ready for me to take you back.”
“What! You kicked me out… remember? You Said ’ Never show your ungrateful face around here again.’ and I wasn’t planning on it.”
“Dear, I was just kidding…”
“Well, Sweetheart, I have news for you… I fould myself a new love.”

She just stood there looking so shooked one would assume she had been electafided, on the other hand Demyx just looked like he wanted to say something but was either to scared to or was just at a loss for words. Number Ten grubed Number Nine’s hand and pulled him away. He didn’t let go till they were under the tree where he first saw Demyx.

“Luxord, Did you mean what you just said? About finding a New Love? and Who Was She??”

“Woh Demy, just one question at a time please.”

“Oh Sorry… ‘Demy’ I like that =]. Who is she?”

“She is my exwife. She’s always been a user, I fould out one day, and she kicked me out the next.”

“Oh”

“Don’t worry. I’m fine, just a little relived she didn’t try to hurt you.”

“So, you did mean what you said. About a new love’?”

“Heh, yeah. I love you Demyx <3”

“Um… W-where do you live?”

“Nowhere”

“N-nowhere? Really?”

“Yup, I walk back & forth between here and the bar everyday. I spend all night on a stool & all day on a bench. Actully, lately I’ve been sleeping on the stool, so I could be awake to watch you everyday. I’m glad for it today, I would have hated myself if you would have actully drowned in that lake earlier…. so much I probeamly would have followed you soon after.”

“I know, you can come live with me. We can watch out for each other.”

“That’s a wonderful idea, Darling. I promise to protact you forever!”

I typed this on Vox.com one night, when I was feeling bad about something that happened with a guy I talked to online =\