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the musician by yours TRULY
kaimyx
disposable o v e n
As I rounded the corner, I began to hear a voice.
Singing.
At once, I recognized it.
"You've never been this distant, since the day we first met.
Now you're standing here tongue-tied.
I know you're hiding something, and you're keepin' it blinded.
I can see it in your eyes."
I smiled to myself, leaning aganst the bulletin board behind my best friend.
Demyx.
He was so... Strange, in a way.
He had attitude, but not so much as to drive you away from him. He was attractive, but he never let that get to him. He usually had an upbeat attitude, but he wasn't afraid to show it when he was angry or upset.
Personally, my favorite thing about Demyx was his voice.
My least favorite thing about him used to be his mullet.
But he grew out his hair and shaved the remains of the mullet off, thank god.
Now there wasn't really anything to dislike about him.
Demyx was singing a new song, every day. He made it look so simple, just stroking away at the strings of his acoustic, tapping a beat with his foot. Occasionally, he would stomp harder once he got to his favorite part of the song.
I thought it was cute. Others thought it was plain hilarious.
"And oh, you're suddenly clouded.
And the deeper I go, the more I'm drowning...
If what you don't know won't hurt ya,
Then maybe this is better left alone,
Until you figure out what's wrong!
But you choose to leave today,
I won't be standing in your way.
I can't wait here any more...
some things are better left alo-o-one."
I began to fiddle with the hem of my skirt, tapping my toe silently to the beat. Demyx was still completely unaware that I was behind him.
Usually when he was aware of that, he'd stop playing, and blush like crazy.
Once again, cute.
Demyx might have been aware of me being there while he was singing most of the time, but he wasn't aware of how I felt about him and his passion for music.
The same passion I shared for art.
I had even more of a passion for him. I would come behind him, and listen to him sing for hours on end, watch him scribble lyrics down on a notepad and scratch his forehead in frustration, tongue poking out when he didn't think something 'fit' with the rest of the song.
"It's like camoflauge, Kai. One thing goes out of step in the song, and basically, the song is toast."
God, how I loved him.
"Now, you could lie to me
But that won't change a thing,
Because the bigger picture's gone.
And oh, it could be a misunderstanding.
But the deeper I go, the more you're hiding, yeaa-ah."
I loved the way he talked about music. Every time you mentioned the word, his eyes would light up, and a small smile would curve upon his lips, no matter how upset he was.
Hell, you could mention music to him when the apocalypse was approaching, he wouldn't care. He'd still give you that huge grin.
"If what you don't know won't hurt ya,
Maybe this is better left alone
Until you figure out what's wrong!
And if you choose to leave today,
I won't be standing in your way.
I can't wait here anymore.
Some things are better left alone...
Some things are better left... Alo-o-one..."
As he let the last few chords of the song echo throughout the room, I smiled, and began clapping.
"Whoa! Kai! How long were you standing there?"
"I'm telling you Demi. You've gotta get rid of that strange little phobia of yours. I won't tell anyone how good you are, I promise."
The dirty blonde cracked one of his famous smiles, uplifting one of my own.
Demyx rested his guitar against the far corner of the room, and turned toward me, slinging an arm around my shoulder. I smiled, leaning against him as we walked out of our school's music room.
I mentioned his favorite word, and of course, he smiled again.
God, how I loved that smile.
You see, to be a musician, you obviously have to enjoy music.
Well, he was a true musician.
And I was his biggest fan.
fin.
song credits go to tyler kyte.
all characters belong to disney/square enix
there's a crack pairing for you guys.
I absolutely ADORE demyx. he's such a wimp but i love him.
tell me what you thiiink
- molly