Amanda: By popular demand (from my loving reviewers :D), here is the continuation of Fishy, Cerulean!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. But you knew that, didn't you?

Warning: Yaoi :D …and slight language .

Demyx's POV

It's not so bad, you know, being a nobody. We can still fell…stuff, even if it's not real. We're not lonely; we have each other in the end. I mean, I can't breathe under water anymore, and Xemnas' missions are boring, but things are pretty okay. still don't know what to use for a weapon yet. I'm not all that… fight…-y.

I kinda miss Arleen. I hope mom and dad are okay. Sidel and the twins never did do real good without me. I wonder how Sidel's fin is doing…I miss being in the water and I'm still having trouble walking. I still stumble some times. I wonder if I can still play the sitar… I think I'm rambling.

Xemnas says I can put in a pool soon. That will be nice; It'll kind be kind of like back at home. I think I'll put some fishies in it. Axel's mean; he keeps he keeps evaporating all the water in the castle. Oh well; I made the dish water attack him. Oh, it's 8:30. Time to get Zexy up:D

But yeah, it's not so bad.

The nocturne stalks it's pray. It's quick and cunning, and it stops for a snack!... And now it's off again. It's after the mysterious 'Zexious Nobodious'. This AMAZING creature is rarely seen outside of its natural habitat, which consists of a dark, fluffy cave, and-

"What the hell are you doing, Demyx?" Axel raised an eyebrow at the crouching nobody, who was moving around like James Bond.

"I'm stalking Zexy!" Shifty eyes. Axel's eyes rolled.

"Why am I not surprised?"

-but ANYWAYS! The nocturne is nearing its target. It must more carefully now, as not to be heard approaching. Ah, now the pray is in sight. It is so peaceful, so UNSUSPECTING! The nocturne must ready itself for attack. It crouches, sets it's sights, and springs-

Pounce!

"Wha-what?!" Zexion shot up out of bed, blinking rapidly. "Whoza-whatid-huh?" Demyx giggled hysterically.

"It's time to get up, Zexy! You said I could do it!" Zexion groaned.

"That was stupid." He scolded himself, rolling over and covering his head with a pillow. "Go away, Demyx. I need a few more minutes." Demyx gave a pout.

"But Zexy," he whined, "You need to get up! Today's the day you've got to go murder Vexen with a spork!"

"Vexen can wait. Here, come cuddle." Zexion pulled the other toward him, nuzzling his neck. Demyx gave a breathy sigh, cuddling up to him and taking in his scent. He smiled.

"You smell gooood." He purred. Seemingly out of no where, he laughed quietly. "You're using that lilac shampoo I got you, aren't you?" Zexion blushed.

"It was all I had left." He mumbled defensively, but he was smiling. "Now let me sleep."

"Fine."…Giggle.

"What?"

"You're so tiny! I can lay beside you like this and just completely cover you up!"

"…Shut up." Zexion growled playfully. "Why is it that the guy with the fin gets to be tall?"

"Maybe it's because you're cuddlier short." Demyx pulled the darker haired nobody against him, running his fingers through the other's smoky blue mop of hair.

"But that's not fair," argued Zexy, "you're the uke."

"Except on Tuesdays." Demyx added.

"Well, yes, except on Tuesdays, but still!"

"Yes, Demyx is so cuddly. Worship him!" A look is given. "…No, Demyx isn't talking in the third again, Zexy. Aw, Zexy is cuddly too!" Zexion rolled his eyes.

"Sure, whatever."

"…Zexy?"

"Yes Demyx?"

"…you've changed." Zexion sat up, a curious expression on his face.

"What do you mean?" Demyx frowned slightly, but it softened at Zexion petted his hair softly.

"You seem…sadder." Zexy blinked.

"I've lost my heart."

"So have I," Demyx pointed out, "But I'm ok. I know that's not it. What is it?" His eyes flowed up to Zexy's face. "…is it…?" He reached up to brush the dark lock of hair from his lover's face, but Zexion batted the hand away. Just after, he gave an apologetic look and brought the hand to his mouth, kissing the palm and finger tips.

"Please don't do that."

"So that is it."

"You shouldn't have to see it."

"…Does it…still hurt?"

"Only a little bit." He took in Demyx's sad face and then brought him into his arms. "Don't worry, Demy. I'm ok as long as I'm with you." Demyx giggled lightly.

"That was so corny!" He gave the other a nuzzle and returned to cuddling up against him. In reaction, Zexion caught his chin and brought their lips together. Demyx moaned quietly, letting his mouth fall open submissively and bringing his own arms around Zexion. Zexy then slipped his tongue inside his uke's mouth, and when he felt the silky, wet warmth, he wasted no time exploring it. He gently stroked the other's tongue with his own. The blonde nobody gave another breathy moan, working his tongue around the other's and running it over his teeth. Zexy gave a groan and pushed the other down on the mattress, attacking his lover's mouth in an easily won tongue battle. After a few more so, hot kisses, they parted, and Zexion stared down at his Demyx.

"Well, I'm awake now," Sighed Zexy, and he grinned slightly, "Do you know what that means?" Demyx blinked, dazed. Zexion rolled his eyes, chuckling. "It means it's time to go kick Vexen's ass."

"Yaaaay!" Demyx replied.

BTW: Please read my other stories! They are so neglected! TT oTT