Scissors and Glue
Sequel to Teacher's Pet
Monday
They'd been together for the equivalent of four months. Over the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, Zexion had started moving into Demyx's apartment. Demyx claimed he would miss the bachelor effect. Zexion merely laughed and asked if he should wear a dress and bring him and his friends chips on Superbowl night, which Demyx didn't plan on watching, but would if Zexion would wear a dress.
Zexion had changed since he first met Demyx. At first, he was a horrible bastard who murdered his former boss. Now, that Zexion had gone with the trial, which proved him innocent for self-defense. (A former student gave an account that Zexion's boss had once brutally slammed Zexion against the desk. Another claimed that he threatened Zexion by telling him that, unless Zexion gave him a lap dance, he would beat him with a meterstick.) Zexion was cleared of all charges, and sent back to his job. Demyx was so happy, he bought a bottle of wine to celebrate.
Naturally, the two lived a balanced life. They went to work, only idly chatting with each other and sometimes sneaking a kiss when they had a break together. Then, when they returned home from work, they were pressed against each other like a high school couple. They just couldn't keep their hands (or lips for that matter) to themselves. "We don't have any man to man time anymore…" Marluxia scoffed. Demyx reminded him that he got enough of that already… with Larxene.
However, the story begins with a simple tissue box. Not the trial, not the moving, and not the fuzzy handcuffs Demyx bought at a store downtown, which he attempted to hide from Zexion. The night before, Demyx had been sitting at his desk, writing up lesson plans. Zexion draped his hands over Demyx's shoulders, but Demyx pushed him away. "Not now… I need some alone time."
Now, wearing a goofy sweatshirt with a giant smiley face on it, Demyx stood in front of the class. He held up the tissue box (Zexion vaguely remembered Demyx trying to clean up a spill with the tissues in that box) and asked. "Class, can you tell me what this is?"
"A tissue box?"
"Well, yes. But it's so much more than that. I see it as compartment for storing notes. Which is what it will be to you for this week. Since this Friday is Valentine's Day, I want all of you to decorate a box and make valentines for everyone!" The room erupted in whispers, and a few girls giggled. He pulled a box of tissue boxes from under his desk, and began distributing them among the students. He handed one to Zexion, a broad smile on his face.
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"Moved in yet?" Lexaeus asked over tcaf (the cafeteria for teachers, as dubbed by Demyx) salad. Zexion shook his head and put his spork down. "Not quite, but I practically live there anyway."
"You should permanently move in," Lexaeus said bluntly.
"You're talking to the man who hasn't even," Zexion looked around the room, which was empty, "slept with Demyx yet. I just like to take things… slowly. Why should I even listen to you! You haven't ever had a significant other!"
"That's not the point!" Lexaeus said. "If you leave him hanging too long, he'll grow bored and move on!"
"Move… on?"
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That night, Zexion sat on his and Demyx's bed, thinking about what to do. He didn't want Demyx to give up on him. Demyx had said he would be going to the bar with Marluxia, Roxas, and Axel. Zexion declined the offer to go with him. He had a lot on his mind. "Am I boring?"
He could almost hear Lexaeus laugh at that. No, he wasn't boring. Was he? He did share some passionate kisses with Demyx. But they were only kisses. The closest he had really ever come to sex was four months ago (but you know that story). Also, about two or three weeks ago, he had showered with his love. But, looking past the "steamy" kisses, they hadn't done anything. Naturally, if they were to have sex, Demyx would dominate. Zexion was calmer and in his opinion would be the more likely candidate, but Demyx was the one that took control of the kisses. He was spontaneous in his actions, but it had a romance to it. Zexion just melted away.
He decided he'd rather not tell Lexaeus of these thoughts. Although the librarian was submerged in knowledge, he just couldn't bring himself to ask what he could do to make himself less boring. But his mind clicked. Tomorrow morning, there would be a high school assembly for sex-ed. If he could sneak in, maybe he could get himself riled up enough to project onto Demyx. Slipping out of his clothes, Zexion slid under the covers and dozed off.
When Demyx opened the door, he noticed Zexion asleep in the bed. Kissing him quickly on the temple, he crawled into bed as well.
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Tuesday
Demyx had already gotten out of bed, dressed, and was ready to go. "Zexion!" He yelped when the man hadn't risen from bed. "Get up! We'll be late!"
Zexion moaned, turning to Demyx. "Baby… just go without me. I'm not feeling so well."
"Zexy… do you need me to stay?"
"No! I mean… your class needs you!" Zexion faked a cough and buried further under the covers. Demyx brushed the hair out of Zexion's face, kissing it. Saying a quick goodbye, Demyx rushed out of the house. Throwing the covers off himself, Zexion raced to the other side of the room. Opening a box that currently resided in the closet, he pulled out something he never thought he would: black skinny jeans, a striped black and white shirt, and a black t-shirt. Lacing up a pair of Demyx's sneakers, he headed out the door to the old high school full of half witted adolescents who would rather make out in janitor's closets than make good grades.
When Zexion entered the courtyard, he was immediately showered with "emo" taunts. He finally lost his cool with one skater-punk kid with a tall mohawk when he asked if he wanted to borrow a razor. "Fuck you!" Zexion yelled, flipping the idiot off. It felt free to say the words. A shrill bell rang, and Zexion followed the seniors into the auditorium. "This is lame isn't it?" a blonde girl asked. "What makes them think that we need sex advice? I mean, hello! Half of us have already been there done that!" Zexion gave her a slightly confused look when she stretched out her hand, smiling. "I'm Rikku by the way."
"Zexion."
"So, what about you? Still got your cherry? Or are you just coming along to pick up some tips?"
Zexion was saved from answering when a man stepped up to the microphone. Zexion wanted to shrink in his chair. "Hello seniors! My name is Marluxia! I'm going to be your guest speaker!
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Demyx stood in front of the class. He was a bit worried about Zexion, but he couldn't go home. The class needed him. Kairi raised her hand and asked, "Mr. Demyx? Did Mr. Zexion go to big-kid's school like Mr. Vexen?"
"No Kairi, he's sick today."
"Oh…"
Little did Demyx know, that was exactly where Zexion was.
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"And that is why sex is like my fridge. You never know what you'll get when you go there, but you always eat something. Then, later on, you'll wonder why the hell you ate that!" Marluxia said, causing the whole auditorium to erupt in laughs and applause. Zexion merely sunk down lower in his seat. Unfortunately, Rikku stood up, and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Are you single?"
Marluxia laughed. "No, but thanks for the offer." Then, he spotted Zexion. "Thanks everyone! Good luck!" He stepped off the stage, and walked quickly twords Zexion who was quickly making his way to the door. He walked through the foyer, into the courtyard, and was in the parking lot, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Sneaking in are you?"
"Go away Marluxia."
"I'll give you a ride home as long as you tell me why you snuck into a sex-ed assembly."
"And you won't tell Demyx?"
"Of course not. Just tell me why you're here, dressed as an emo none the less."
"This is what I wore when I was in high school!"
"Whatever, tell me why you're here!"
Zexion paused, not making a sound before he said, in a whisper, "I wanted to pick up a few tips… You see, Demyx and I haven't exactly had sex, and I really didn't want him to get bored. Unfortunately, you were the guest of honor, and I spent my whole time hiding from you than listening to what you had to say!"
Marluxia laughed loudly. "You want to have some fun eh? Tell you what. I'll tutor you in the art of romance until Valentine's Day. In return… I feel satisfied for teaching a sextard some tips!"
"I don't need… did you just call me a 'sextard'?"
"Seeing how you know absolutely nothing about the subject…"
"I'm not an idiot Marluxia…" Zexion pouted.
"I have night shift tonight, so I'll be over at six and stay til eight. Demyx will be at that teacher's workshop from five to nine, so we have plenty of time."
"Can you take me home now?" Zexion asked. "Demyx will probably come to check on me during his hour lunch-break, which is in half an hour. If we don't get going, he'll catch me."
"Ok. Put this on," Marluxia said, handing Zexion a helmet. "Don't want you to break your pretty little head if we crash."
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"Zexion?" Demyx called out, walking through the kitchen to the bedroom. He opened the door slowly and poked his head in. "Zexion?"
The indigo haired man looked up. He was now dressed in an oversized pair of button-up flannel pajamas with little clouds all over them. "Oh, Zexy! Don't you look cute!" Demyx kissed him on the forehead straddling the smaller. Demyx fiddled with a couple of buttons, but Zexion said, "Now now… wouldn't want to do that to a sick person!"
Demyx nodded. "I agree… How about just a cuddle?"
"Sure… we can do that."
Demyx crawled under the sheets, pulling Zexion into his arms. "Mmm… nice and warm. I wish I could just skip class to stay with you." Zexion became somber, but hid it from Demyx by nuzzling against the cradle of his neck. He was just about to kiss Demyx when there was a strange vibration against Zexion's hip. Demyx reached under the covers, letting his hand slide down the length of Zexion's body. He revealed his phone, and opened the device. "Hello?"
Moments later, Demyx stood up and said quickly, "Yeah, I'm on my way." He closed the phone, put it in his pocket and said, "I'm sorry I have to leave… I have to get to a conference with the Myzankas."
"Aren't those the bastard parents of Kairi that attempted to get you fired?"
"Those would be them…"
"Good luck then."
Demyx gave Zexion a kiss on the forehead. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
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Luckily for Demyx, the Myzankas hadn't arrived at the school when he got there. He sat at the conference table, waiting patiently for the blonde woman with her neat hair and housewife look, and the man with the slick red hair and business suits. They soon arrived, bringing with them an air of superiority. They looked Demyx over, taking in his rumpled clothes and casual look. "Is there any reason for your coming here Mr. and Mrs. Myzanka?"
"Yes there is!" Mrs. Myzanka fumed, taking a seat. "We want you to explain yourself!"
"What for?"
Mr. Myzanka took a seat next to his wife and said, "We're concerned about your displays of affection…"
"What does that mean?"
"Read for yourself!" Mrs. Myzanka yelled, tossing over a small, pink book. "We bookmarked the page!"
Demyx opened to the place, but set the book down. "Mrs. Myzanka, I can't read this."
"And why not!"
"This is Kairi's dairy. I have no right. Neither do you."
"I am her MOTHER! I have any rights I want! And if you don't want to be fired, I suggest you read it as well!"
Demyx reopened the book, and read:
Dear Diary,
Febuwary 7
Mr. Demyx tot us the months of the year. This month is Febuwary. Febuwary is really short (like Mr. Zexion) But I am shorter than Mr. Zexion.
I like Mr. Zexion. He's really nice. He taught me how to tie my shoes! First, you tie a knot, Then, you make a loop. Then, the rabbit goes around the loop and into the hole! Mommy wont be happy when she finds out I can tie my shoes… She doesnt like Mr. Zexion. She tells me that Mr. Zexion and Mr. Demyx are messing up my edjucashun.
I think Mr. Demyx and Mr. Zexion love eachother. I walked by the classroom, and the door was open, Mr. Zexion and Mr. Demyx were eating lunch, and smiling real big. Mr. Demyx put food into Mr. Zexion's mouth. It was really cute! I wonder if they have kissed, or if they are married, or if they sleep in the same bed like Mommy and Daddy did before they got a divorce.
I think Riku and Sora would be a cute couple. I'll never tell them that though. I think Sora likes me.
Love- Kiari
P.S. Mr. Demyx told me I've been spelling my name wrong. I hope I spelled it right in here.
Demyx put the book down and stared at the two. "Did you read it?" Mrs. Myzanka yelled. "She's hiding things from us because of you! I should turn you in right now!"
"Of course I read it…" Demyx said. "I understand every bit of it. You divorced at the wrong time! She's learning more now than she ever will, and your divorce has completely changed her perspective on love! Now either get out of my sight or I will forcibly take you out of my sight!"
Mr. and Mrs. Myzanka left in a huff, but didn't say a word.
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"I'll be at the meeting, you sure you don't want me to stay?"
"I'll be fine."
Demyx shrugged, and disappeared through the door. Zexion looked at his watch, and breathed a sigh of relief. Demyx had left at 5:45, giving Marluxia fifteen minutes. But Marluxia certainly didn't need that. He slammed open the door, and smirked. "Hey baby. It's Valentine's Day. I was hoping for something… special." Zexion only gaped at Marluxia, who hit his palm against his forehead. "I thought you were smart Zexion."
"I am smart! I just didn't know what the hell you were doing!"
"You did too! You knew I was going to teach you the art of sex, and you didn't think I would test you?"
"Your plans didn't involve hands-on experience did they? If they do, I swear I'll call the police out here right now!"
"I didn't plan on that… But now that you mention it…" Zexion threw a boot at Marluxia, which hit the pink haired man in the head. "Hey, calm down, I was only joking!" Zexion glowered at Marluxia, but didn't cause him any more harm. "We're going to start off easy. You have a computer?"
Zexion pointed to the box that was making spitting and clanking noises. Marluxia jiggled the mouse and watched the screen pop up. "Windows 92? I didn't know they still made those! Does internet even work on this thing?!" Marluxia clicked on the Explorer icon and typed in a web address. "What the fuck is that?" Zexion asked when the homepage popped up.
"This my naïve little student… is porn."
"Marluxia… if Demyx finds out about this…"
"Relax, we'll clear the history when we're done." Marluxia clicked on a link to a video and pushed Zexion into the chair in front of the computer. "Watch and learn little buddy."
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"Oh… I'm about to… Oh GOD!"
Zexion fell from his chair. "Marluxia! What the hell!" The pink haired man stopped the video. "That better be the last of them!"
"Yeah, that was it."
"I am never watching anything that horrendous again!"
"Aw, come on Zexion. It's basic stuff…"
"Why do people put that on the internet!"
Marluxia laughed. "Do you want to see mine?"
"The fuck? NO!"
Marluxia laughed again, and exited out of the screen. He then opened the history and cleared it. "Training tomorrow at seven. Meet me on the corner of 3rd and Nocturne."
"What should I tell Demyx?"
"Tell him… that you're going out for drinks with a friend. You do have a friends… don't you?"
"Of course I have friends!"
Marluxia only stared at him. "Demyx doesn't count you know."
"I still have friends."
Marluxia smiled and nodded, and left the room. "Sure you do."
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Wednesday
"Feeling better Zexy?" Demyx asked, putting a plate of pancakes in front of the smaller man.
Zexion nodded, craning his neck to kiss Demyx. "Much better. You know the kids, it was probably one of their little illnesses."
Demyx laughed, and sipped his coffee. "So, seeing that you didn't get to get out of the house yesterday, how about I take you out to dinner?"
Zexion bit his lip. "I can't. I'm meeting a former student for drinks."
"It's hard to think that you taught adults before kindergarteners."
"I couldn't imagine myself bar hopping with Kairi or Sora."
Demyx laughed again. "So who is this student?"
Zexion froze. Grasping the first name that came to his mind, he sputtered, "Rikku."
"Tell Rikku I said hello!"
Zexion smiled, but his heart hurt. He had lied to Demyx again, and he couldn't bear it. He new the lies were tearing him up inside.
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"I came up with a poem!" Kairi announced. Zexion knelt down beside Kairi and smiled. "Can I hear it?"
Kairi nodded and said, "Roses are red, Violets are blue. Like Mr. Demyx loves Mr. Zexion, I love blue!"
Zexion was in shock, but still gave a reassuring smile. "That's very nice Kairi. But, I think you should keep that secret."
"Secret?"
"Yeah, because nobody is supposed to know about me and Mr. Demyx. It'll be our little secret. Ok?"
"Yes sir, Mr. Zexion!"
Pence raised his hand and said, "Mr. Zexion? I think I'm doing this box wrong! Is it supposed to be shaped like a circle?"
Zexion looked at Pence, but whispered to Kairi, "Do you mind staying in during recess? I want to talk to you."
Kairi smiled. "Of course Mr. Zexion!"
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The two, Kairi and Zexion, sat at the miniscule table. Zexion's legs were cramped into the small space, while Kairi was happily swinging her legs back and forth. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" she giggled.
"Well, I suppose there is no denying it to you, Demyx and I do love each other very much. But you've known Demyx longer than I have. Could you maybe tell me a bit about him?"
Kairi smiled a broad smile. "Of course! I'll tell you everything you want to know!"
Zexion was overjoyed. "Do you know anything about Demyx's previous assistant?"
"Mr. Vexen? He was weird. We picked on him all the time. He wasn't nice like you."
"Did he and Demyx have any sort of relationship?"
"What's that?"
"Did they like each other?"
"I don't know."
"Has he ever said anything to Demyx that made him look uncomfortable?"
"I don't think so…"
Zexion smiled. "That's good to hear. Now, what was Demyx like before I came here?"
Kairi put a hand to her lips. "He was a bit more tired, always running late. He was much quieter. You could say he wasn't as much fun as he is now."
Zexion was shocked, and he couldn't help but smile. Kairi noticed this and giggled. "You're turning pink!"
Zexion felt his face grow hot. He bit his lips, embarrassed, and said, "I think we're done with questions. Why don't you run along and play outside for the next fifteen minutes?"
"Ok!" Kairi exclaimed, bouncing out of her seat. Zexion sat in the room alone. He pushed the miniscule chair out, and brought his knees up to his chest. "What have I gotten myself into?"
Unbeknownest to Zexion, Kairi waited outside the door, watching her teacher fall apart inside.
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Zexion checked his watch. He was a couple minutes late, but Marluxia wouldn't mind… he hoped.
"Where have you been?" Marluxia yelled. He was dressed very nicely, khaki pants and a black shirt. He was also holding a bag. "I've been waiting for a whole two minutes!"
"What's in the bag?"
"Patience, Zexion. You'll find out soon enough." Marluxia grabbed Zexion's wrist and let him down several streets. "Just around this corner is our destination for tonight."
And when they turned the corner, Zexion wanted to turn back. Pink neon burned his eyes, as well as the vast crowd of women dressed either formally or scantily. Zexion turned to Marluxia, fuming, "Marluxia! This is a women's strip club! Men aren't even allowed in there! What makes you think that either of us could get in there?!"
"Two simple reasons buddy," Marluxia said. "Reason number one, I work here, I can go in whenever I choose. Reason number two is in this bag…"
Zexion's eyes widened. You aren't saying…" He pressed his back to the wall of the alleyway. No! I won't do it! Not a chance in hell!"
Marluxia grabbed Zexion and pushed him into a port-a-potty. "Oh yes, you will…"
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Marluxia tapped his foot impatiently. He heard the door open, and turned to see Zexion. He squirmed uncomfortably, but it was undeniably certain that the shorter man looked like a woman. Zexion wore a black dress that barely reached his knees. The halter was loose in the chest, but curved gracefully around his collar, ending in chain that swung down his revealed back. He also wore a nice pair of red heels that fit his foot well, but Zexion still tripped over them. His neck was adorned with bold red beads, and he wore several fancy rings on his fingers. But Marluxia's favorite part was the fishnet stockings that gave Zexion an extremely sultry look. "You look great!" Marluxia winked. "But there's one more thing you need." He reached into the bag and pulled out two jelly-like things. "What are you doing?" Zexion shouted as Marluxia attempted to stick one of the jelly things into the front of his dress.
"I'm putting in your fake boobs!" Marluxia groaned. "You look too masculine without them." Zexion rolled his eyes, allowing Marluxia to stuff the intrusive material into the front of his dress. "Why does wearing a dress help me have sex with Demyx?"
Marluxia laughed. "It shows you how a man can move. If you want to lure Demyx in, you have to use fluid movements, suggestive gestures, and teases. Coming to a strip club also will show you the way to take off your clothes without being too choppy or rushed. You're toying with him, which is exactly what you need for a first time."
Zexion groaned, but, with the help of Marluxia, was admitted into the club. The security looked him up and down, but smiled, and allowed Zexion into the club. He breathed a sigh of relief, and for the first time in his life, thanked his parents for his girly looks.
The club, better known as Pink Neon (wonder where that name came from?), had three stories. The second and third layers were circular with glass surrounding the inside edge, so they could look down on the first floor. From what Zexion could see, the two higher levels were bars and dancing. The first floor was reserved for the strippers. Poles rose past the second and third levels, and attached to the ceiling above the third floor. "Nice, isn't it?" Marluxia asked.
Dazed, Zexion nodded. "Why aren't men allowed in this place?"
"Well, the boss wanted to create a place where women can go without being harassed by men. They can be free from their husbands for a while, have a drink with their friends, and schmooze with the club's employees, all background checked, 'sophisticated' men. You didn't think I worked as a stripper did you? I work as a host!"
Zexion's mouth opened and closed, but he said nothing. He merely directed his attention to the center, where an average sized man with short blonde hair, a mustache and a goatee. He wore a suit and tie. "Ladies, the events will begin in a few minutes! Thank you!" The blonde caught sight of Marluxia and Zexion. He walked off the stage gracefully, and held out his hand. "Evening Marluxia. Who might this lovely lass be?"
Marluxia put his hand around Zexion's waist. "This is my girl, Zexy. She's new to this whole business, so I decided to show her around."
The blond looked Zexion up and down. "My name is Luxord if you be needing anything. Pleased to meet you." Luxord turned away, headed twords another woman. Zexion breathed a sigh of relief that Luxord didn't see him for who he really was. "I must really blend in as a woman…"
"You were a bit of a girly man."
Zexion was about to retort, when the lights dimmed. Men began to crowd the stage, and the music blared. "Keep an eye out for the techniques," Marluxia whispered.
Zexion nodded and watched the strippers until he heard a shrill voice. "Well, Well Zexion. What a pleasant surprise."
Zexion spun around to see Larxene, her arm around Marluxia's waist. She smirked slyly, and said, "The dress suits you. Maybe you should wear one more often."
Zexion's blood boiled, and he sneered, "I'm not wearing the dress because I want to."
Larxene ignored him, and looked at her nails. "Good thing you aren't a woman. God only knows that women have the brains in this world. You just might upset the balance with your naïvity."
"Why you little…" It took all of Zexion's self control not to kill Larxene. Marluxia saw his attempt and grasped his arm. "Now, now ladies… We're all friends here." Marluxia glowered at Zexion and spat, "Don't make a scene! God, that's the last thing we need here! Don't you understand what would happen?"
Larxene pouted and cooed, "I'm sorry Marly… I've been a bad girl. Will you take me home?"
Marluxia smiled. "Of course I will, sweetie!" Marluxia giggled, he waved to Zexion and said, "Six, meet at the school and I'll take you to my place." He walked out of the club with Larxene on his arm. Then, Zexion realized something. Marluxia had his clothes and his wallet. "Son of a bitch…" Zexion murmered under his breath. He hurried out of the club, but Marluxia was nowhere in sight.
Taking out his fake breasts and tossing them in the trash, Zexion walked home. He was about to round a corner, when he heard a familiar voice say, "He couldn't make it. He was going out with a former student for drinks."
"Demyx…" Zexion thought. "Dammit…" Demyx was headed his way, and he needed a place to hide. Without thinking, he slipped into the nearest dumpster. He opened it just a crack to watch Demyx pass by with Axel. Sighing a sigh of relief, Zexion climbed out of the dumpster and brushed himself off. Once he made it home, he found a black bag sitting on his doorstep with a note that said:
Sorry I stole your clothes… I borrowed three dollars to buy myself a coffee.
-Marluxia
P.S. Don't forget, Six: at the school!
Zexion crumpled the paper in hand, and carried the black bag into the house.
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Thursday
Zexion stood at the stove, making waffles, when Demyx snuck his arms around Zexion's waist. "I was thinking…" Demyx said, nipping at Zexion's ear. "I haven't been with you all week. And tomorrow is Valentines Day. I was thinking maybe the next two days we can spend together. How does dinner sound?"
Zexion thought of Marluxia. Six: At the School! But he had avoided Demyx all week. He didn't want to abandon his boyfriend. "Sure, that sounds good."
Demyx squeaked in happiness and kissed Zexion quickly on his lips. "Damn. I wish today would go by quickly…" Demyx said with a wink. He took a plate of waffles, and left Zexion in shock. He stumbled, "W-Why so?"
Demyx took a sip of coffee and said, mysteriously, "I have a surprise for you tomorrow…"
Zexion nodded, but his brain was exploding with one question, "What is he planning?"
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Lexaeus waited in the tcaf, his lunch of a turkey sandwich. It looked like someone had sat on it, but Zexion decided it was best not to ask. "My nephew Hayner, well, you know Hayner, wanted to make me lunch." He muttered, looking at the dilapidated sandwich. Zexion smiled and offered his lunch, cafeteria spaghetti, a small salad, a roll, and a brownie, but Lexaeus shook his head. "You don't understand Zexion…" he said, smiling. "When a kid loves you so much to do something for you, no matter how much you dislike it, you take it, you love it, and you tell them how much you love it."
Zexion seemed to be frozen for several moments before he said, "I understand." He said nothing more to Lexaeus all lunch.
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This Thursday was very unusual. In the middle of Numbers, the door opened, and Saix, holding the hand of a small boy, entered the room. "Demyx, could I have a word with you?" he asked quietly. Demyx nodded, and exited, leaving Zexion in charge for five minutes. Demyx reentered the room, holding the boy's hand. "Class, I want you to meet our new student! His name is Kadaj. I want you to all be nice, and make him welcome."
Kadaj blinked, and then began to cry. "I WANT MY MOMMY!!"
Demyx gestured to Zexion, and said, "Mr. Zexion, could you show Kadaj to a seat?"
Zexion cautiously took the wailing kid to his chair, and said, softly, "Kadaj, do you want to join in Numbers?"
Kadaj nodded, wiping his eyes and sitting in the chair with Hayner, Pence, and Olette. The three stared at him, which made him cry again. Zexion put a hand to his head. This was going to be a long day.
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The students already were wiggling into their coats, hats, scarves, and backpacks, but Kadaj didn't move from his spot. He stared at his feet, and didn't say a word. "Kadaj?" Demyx asked quietly, kneeling next to the child. "It's time to go… Your parents are waiting for you…"
Kadaj sniffed, and buried his face in his arms. "They aren't…" he sobbed.
Demyx was dumbfounded for several minutes. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Kadaj lifted his tear-streaked face. "Mother isn't coming. Not today…"
"When will she come?"
"I don't know." Kadaj sniffled. "She left me. She left all of us. She didn't even say goodbye…"
There was a rapping on the door, and three boys, two not much older than Kadaj , were staring at the door, staring at the small boy and the mulleted teacher. Kadaj smiled widely and squealed, "Yazoo! Loz! Sephy!" He jumped into the tallest boy's arms, smiling for the first time that day. Kadaj grasped the tallest's hand, saying, "Sephy! I want you to meet my teacher!"
"Sephy" wasn't as much as a boy as Demyx expected. He was a bit taller than Demyx with cold, green eyes. He had long silver hair that did not make him look old. On the contrary, they made him look much younger. Unless, he was only in his early teens…"
"Sephiroth," he muttered, shaking Demyx's hand stiffly. "These are my brothers, Loz and Yazoo. I'm also my brother's legal guardian since Mother… left." Sephiroth lifted Demyx's chin up slightly so they were face to face. "We never speak about Mother. You understand? Because if I hear you've been asking your questions, I'll rip out your throat so you will never ask a question again."
Demyx gulped, but nodded.
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Demyx didn't say a word to Zexion until six, when he smiled and asked, "Where do you want to eat Zex?"
"I'm easy, wherever you want."
Demyx kissed Zexion's ear. "How about somewhere… romantic. No fast food, no kids anywhere… just me, you, and fine wine."
Zexion grinned. "And how do you plan to afford that on a teacher's budget?"
"For you, I think I can afford it."
Zexion laughed and allowed Demyx to lead him out the door.
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Friday
Zexion opened his eyes, to see Demyx on top of him. The blonde knelt down to kiss him. "Happy Valentine's Day Zexion." Demyx rolled over, but grasped Zexion's hand. "I've been trying to figure out what we should have for breakfast today, and I just couldn't think of the perfect thing. Then, I had a great idea. Close your eyes Zexion." Zexion closed his eyes, and felt Demyx press his lips against Zexion. There was something in Demyx's mouth, something chocolate. "Cupcakes? For breakfast?"
"It's Valentine's Day! You deserve a special breakfast!" Demyx jumped off of Zexion, rushing to the kitchen. He carried a mug of something to Zexion. "You're always complaining about how there's never tea here… So, I got some for you!"
Zexion gratefully drank the tea, and smiled. "Thanks Demyx. This is amazing."
Demyx smiled. "It's only morning. There's much more to come."
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Demyx had taken the liberty to decorate the classroom with pink, red, and white streamers, paper hearts, and flowers. The kindergarteners raced around the room happy for their day without learning. Zexion leaned against the wall and watched the students eat their snacks of heart-shaped sugar cookies and cupcakes. Even Kadaj looked happy surrounded by girls commenting on how cute his hair was or something along those lines. Demyx approached Zexion with a heart-shaped cookie. "Come on Zex! It's not every day you get to join in a holiday. Whatever happened to the Zexion that painted his face and wore a feather headband on Thanksgiving? Or the Zexion who wore an elf costume on Christmas when it was time for Santa pictures?"
"I have a lot on my mind." Zexion said, playing with his hair. It was true. He had missed training with Marluxia to eat out with Demyx. He was supposed to make the big move tonight, which made him nervous. "Don't worry about me, Dem. Go have some fun with the kids."
Demyx nodded, and joined into a group of students playing Go Fish. Zexion slipped out of the room to the Teacher's Lounge. Sure enough, there was Lexaeus. But he wasn't alone. Yuffie, the assistant librarian, was sitting with her feet on the table eating a cupcake. "Hey! It's Zexion!" Yuffie announced, causing Lexaeus to turn around. "What brings you here? What about the party?"
"I need to talk to Lexaeus alone for a moment." Zexion muttered.
Yuffie pouted. "Now, that's just downright unfair! I'm not gonna tell anyone! Besides, I already know about you and Demyx! Lexaeus told me! I think it's cute."
Zexion glowered at Lexaeus who said, quietly, "She gave me twenty bucks…"
"You sold me out for money!" Zexion yelled.
"Yuffie drives a hard bargain…"
"Whatever," Zexion groaned. His eyes were becoming blurred by his tears. "I'm so nervous Lex… Tonight is the night I planned to… you know… with Demyx. But I don't know if I can!"
Yuffie put an arm around Zexion's shoulders. "Zexy, it's easy! All you gotta do is take the plunge! Ok, so Lex hasn't had any type of relationship, and I'm stuck between two men, we might not be much help in the romance department. But we know that when you're nervous, the best way to conquer it is to take the plunge. Don't dip your toes in to check the temperature of the water. You'll only find yourself more afraid."
Lexaeus took a sip of coffee, and said, "That's what you told little kids at the pool when you used to be a lifeguard…"
"And now it's sex advice for Zexion!"
Lexaeus rolled his eyes, and looked at Zexion. "Yuffie's right Zex. Don't think about it. It'll come naturally."
"Right!" Yuffie said exuberantly. "Now, which one of you is gonna be on bottom? Lex and I made a bet. I'm sure it'll be Demyx, but Lex is betting on you."
"Lexaeus!" Zexion moaned.
"Like I said, Yuffie drives a hard bargain."
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After drying off his eyes, Zexion returned to the classroom. "Just in time Mr. Zexion! We're about to open our boxes!" Kairi shouted gleefully. Zexion smiled, and watched the students open pull countless valentines from their boxes. Demyx appeared at Zexion's side with his lover's box in hand. "You aren't going to open it?" Demyx asked with a smile. Zexion took the box and examined his stock. There were several valentines made of paper doilies and construction paper, some foil valentines from the local store, and valentines that had just been scribbled on notebook paper. Kairi wrote her poem on a paper heart along with a little note that read, "Now you can keep it forever!" Zexion laughed at this, and reached back into the box. There was a wrapped package about the size of Zexion's hand. He pulled it out, and stared at it. It was wrapped in red paper, with a note that read, "Do not open until school is out," scrawled in Demyx's handwriting. Zexion placed the package and his valentines back into his box. "What's in the package?" Zexion asked himself.
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Zexion waved goodbye to the students, wishing them all a happy Valentine's Day. When the last kid walked out of the room, Demyx said, "I think it's time to open your gift."
Zexion nodded, and pulled the package out of the box. He pulled away the wrapping paper to find a pair of boxers with little hearts all over them. "I was hoping to maybe see them on you later…" Demyx whispered, and with a wink, he left the room for his staff meeting. Zexion stood, bewildered. He stuffed the gift back into his Valentine's Day box, and hurried home. When he got there, he grabbed the boxers from the box. He had just taken off his own pair and was about to put on the new ones when the door slammed open. Embarrassed, Zexion looked up to see Marluxia standing in the door. "Did I come at the wrong time?" Marluxia asked with a smirk.
"What the fuck are you doing here!" Zexion yelled, covering himself.
"No need to cover it up, I already got an eyeful," Marluxia laughed. "I came to ask why the hell did you ditch me last night."
Red-faced, Zexion pulled the boxers and his pants on. "I'd been ditching Demyx all week. He invited me to dinner and I accepted. I got sick of lying to him about this."
"Fine, but when it comes to tonight, you're going to fail. You won't have a clue what's going on and you'll just ruin the night!" Marluxia turned on his heel, and was about to leave when he shouted. "Be happy you have a big brain, because it compensates for the size of your penis!"
Zexion's mouth opened and closed, then he choked, "Get the fuck out of my apartment! I never want to see your face ever again!"
Several minutes after Marluxia had left, there was a knock on the door. "Come on in!" Zexion yelled. "Unless your name is Marluxia!"
The door opened with a click and Lexaeus appeared in Zexion's room. "Yuffie wanted to keep it all for herself, but I saved you a piece," Lexaeus said, handing Zexion a piece of cake covered with Saran wrap. "And Yuffie braved a trip to the drugstore to get this for you." Lexaeus handed him a small box, which he opened to find a bottle of lube. "We're rooting for you, Zexion," Lexaeus said. "Don't let us down…"
Zexion nodded and stared at the bottle in his hands. "I won't… I'm ready."
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Zexion lay on Demyx's lap. There was a movie on, and they were surrounded by take-out. "This is you're idea of romantic?" Zexion asked.
"You're not happy?" Demyx asked, put down.
"No, I'm happy. I was expecting something more along the lines of a fancy homemade dinner or a picnic by a lake… but this is better."
Demyx laughed, grabbed a fortune cookie and said, "Take this half, and we can break it together." Zexion nodded, and straightened up. "1… 2… 3!"
The cookie snapped in half, sending the strip of paper fluttering to the floor. Demyx grabbed the paper, and allowed Zexion to resituate his head on Demyx's lap. "Take the plunge." Demyx read, then, flipping the paper over, "Our lucky numbers are 69. That's all! I can't fill in a lottery ticket with just sixes and nines!"
"Demyx, sixty-nine has another meaning," Zexion said, snaking his arms around the teacher.
"But Zexion! Isn't that rushing things!" Zexion sighed, and was about to retreat his arms when Demyx lifted him into his arms. "It's sexy. I think, you're right. It's time."
Demyx carried his lover to the bed, lay him on the pillows, and began to his his lips and neck. "I'm ready, I'm ready." Zexion repeated in breathy moans. "Now, right now."
The blonde nodded, and began to open the smaller man's shirt. He rubbed his hands over his chest, massaging the nipples, making them pert. "Keep going! I want this!" Zexion screamed. Demyx obliged by unbuttoning the indigo haired man's pants, slowly lowering them to reveal Demyx's gift and Zexion's pale legs. "Are you sure about this?" Demyx asked, his hand on the waistband.
"I've never been more sure about anything in my life."
"Then here we go."
Demyx slowly lowered the boxers.
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Saturday
Zexion's eyes fluttered open. There was a soft light coming from the window, and the feeling of bare skin against his body. He and Demyx were still naked, the blonde's arms wrapped around the smaller. "Nng…" Demyx moaned. "Zexy… don't leave. I want to hold you more…"
"Never…"
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Epilogue
Zexion opened the door to the Senior English class he was subbing for. He opened the door, and proceeded to write his name on the board. "I'll be your teacher for the day."
"Zexion! Hey Zex! Remember me!" Zexion turned around in horror to see Rikku sitting in the front row, flailing her arms. "I thought you were a student! Are ya telling me you snuck into the Sex Ed assembly?"
The student body laughed as Zexion blushed. "N-no…"
"HAH! Zexion is a nymphomaniac!"
Zexion glowered a glower that burned holes into the student's. "If you wouldn't mind, SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
The students closed their mouths, and Zexion sighed. Taking a seat at the desk, he read from the teacher's notes, "Read chapters sixteen through eighteen. Not a word!"
The students pulled out their books, and began to read. Sighing, Zexion looked down at his hands and smiled at the gold ring that adorned his left ring finger.
A/N: FINALLY! I HAVE DEFEATED THIS PROJECT!! Happy dance tiem!
This took me over a month to complete, and I will not lie, it was fun. But alas… no real lemons for you… And the end? Is it a cliffhanger? The world will never know! If you do have any ideas for the next part of the story, please tell! Or should I even write a next part? Please review! Or at least fave and/or alert! 8D