Okay, after watching Demyx Time (if you haven't seen it, go to Youtube and look it up. It's hilarious!), I was inspired to make my own, but since I have no good videocamera and have no wish to tape anything at the present time, I have decided to make a fanfiction. It will be updated weekly if people like it. Let the madness ensue!!!
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Demyx looked at the camera trained on his bed, cocking his head to the side. "Zexion?" he asked, looking at the man sitting behind him with his nose in a book. "Is it on?"
Zexion sighed. He didn't want to do this, but Demyx was his boyfriend and he did want to make him happy and Xemnas did promise Demyx that he could do this.
"Is the red light on?" he asked. Demyx nodded. "Then it's on."
"Alright, then!" Demyx said, smiling. He bounced a couple times on his bed before coming to a stop sitting Indian-style in the middle while Zexion stayed in the corner of the bed with a book. "Welcome to Demyx Time!"
"Uh, Demyx?" Zexion interrupted. "Shouldn't the name be a combination of both our names because I'm here?"
"Okay!" Demyx thought for a second before a smile returned to his face. "Welcome to Zemyx Time!! Xemnas finally agreed to let me do a show to tell everyone what's going on in the Organization at the present time! Wow, that's a lot of big words."
"Don't hurt yourself," Zexion muttered.
"Let's get onto the first section!" It was silent for a few seconds before Demyx elbowed Zexion. "Zexy, you're my section person."
The slate-haired male sighed inwardly. "What Demyx found in the other guys' room," he said before going back to his book.
"This week, I went into sexy Zexy's room," Demyx said. A book slammed shut.
"What?!"
"Well, your door was unlocked," Demyx defended as Zexion glared at him. "And I wanted to start somewhere that couldn't get me possibly killed." He turned back to the camera. "Alright, so, after going into Zexion's room and by the way, it's really boring in there."
"Hey!"
"Anyway, I found this!" Demyx held up a small black notebook with 'VII' on the front in white. "Zexy's diary!"
"That's not a diary!" Zexion defended, trying and failing to grab it. "It's a journal! They're completely different things!! Don't read it!"
"We'll just see," Demyx said, turning his attention to the camera again. "If you guys out there reading this think it's a journal or a diary, review and we'll find out next week. Now, for a short reading in Zexion's diary/journal thingy." He cleared his throat. "October 12. Nothing really happened today. I got sent on a mission with Demyx again. Recon. I ended up doing most of the work. Not that I minded at all. It was worth it to hear his sitar playing. When we got back, we went back to my room and well…we didn't do much sleeping that night." Demyx's cheeks were completely red as he handed the notebook behind him to its owner.
"See what I told you about not reading it?" Zexion asked, setting it behind him.
"Let's just get onto the next section," Demyx said, trying to control his embarrassment.
Zexion sighed again. He hated doing this. "The Demy dictionary," he muttered.
"Right," Demyx said. "This week, my word is, well, I can't pronounce it, so Zexy's gonna do it for me!"
"Honorificabilitudinitatibus," Zexion said.
"Hoficalbis…"
"Honorificabilitudinitatiubs," Zexion repeated.
"All I'm hearing is hoficalbis," Demyx said, scrunching up his nose in thought. "Okay, I'm changing my word. My new word of the week is noodle."
Idiot, Zexion thought. Then again, he loved that idiot, so it didn't really matter. He was actually starting to get into this Zemyx Time they were shooting. It gave him time to see Demyx act like a complete idiot and it was kind of fun. "Demyx's Revenge."
"Guess who I'm getting revenge on this week," the blonde said, giving the camera as much as an evil grin as he could give. "Axel!"
"What did Axel do to you this time?" Zexion asked. Demyx was Axel's prime target for both teasing and pranks.
"He took June and used her to serve dinner," Demyx said, frowning.
"June?" Zexion knew his boyfriend named a lot of things, but he'd never heard him call anything June before.
"My sitar." Zexion groaned. "Anyway, Axel will pay for what he did to my sitar."
"What did you do to him this time?" Zexion wondered, closing his book. He scooted up to be a little closer to the blonde.
"I turned all his clothes blue instead of red and black," Demyx said, counting on his fingers all that he did, "I gave his chakrams to Sora and Riku, I told Roxas that he was cheating on him with Marluxia, and…oh, yeah. I made his room into a swimming pool."
"He's going to kill you, you know that, right?" Zexion asked.
"You won't let him, will you?" Demyx gave the slate-haired man a pouting face.
Zexion grinned, pressing a short kiss to Demyx's lips. "Never," he said, a small grin still on his face.
"Next section!"
"Dem-Dem cam."
"This week, I put my camera in Luxord's room!" Demyx exclaimed, practically bouncing up and down.
"And what did you find?" Zexion asked, a little curious.
"Nothing," Demyx replied, sounding a little distraught. "He was passed out on the bed the whole time my camera was in there."
"Well, now you know never to film him again," Zexion said, looking on the positive side of that experience.
"I guess," Demyx agreed, nodding a little. He jumped as the slate-haired man slid his hand lower and lower on his back. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Zexion's hand continued to travel south.
"Zexy, why is your hand going lower?"
"No reason."
"Ah! Don't touch that!"
"Why not? You let me any other time."
"Not here at least! Xemnas said we have to keep this PG!"
"I'll keep this episode PG and this one only."
"Fair enough."
"Can we play the bouncy bed game?"
"Later." Zexion grinned. "Alright, now before the show, I had some questions people sent in (a/n: really, just my friends wanting to know these things) and I want to answer them," Demyx said, sitting Indian-style again with Zexion next to him. "First question is from keybladebearer3. He asks, 'Is Zexion good in bed?'" The blonde looked up at the camera. "I don't understand the question."
"Demyx," Zexion said, directing his attention to him. "Do you know the bouncy bed game?"
"Yeah! It's my favorite game!"
"Do you like the bouncy bed game?"
"Of course!"
"Do you like to play it with me?"
"Ye…wait, yes!"
Zexion looked at the camera. "Well, there's your answer. Yes." A grin broke out of his face.
"Next question," Demyx said, flattening out the piece of paper in his hands.
"You sat on that, didn't you?" Zexion asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I forget when I put things in my back pocket," Demyx replied. "Don't judge. Okay! This is from shinraemployee94. He asks…um…Zexy? I can't read this."
"It's in your own handwriting, idiot," Zexion muttered, taking the paper from the blonde. There were only two questions on it. Typical. "It says 'What came first? The chicken or the egg?'"
"The chicken," Demyx said immediately. "Wait, the egg. Because you need an egg to get the chicken but you need the chicken to get the egg and—"
Zexion put a hand over his mouth, but the blonde kept talking. He turned his attention to the camera. "Dinosaurs came first and shame on you for confusing poor Demyx like this," he said. He took his hand away from Demyx's mouth.
"Well, that's all the time we have this week!" Demyx exclaimed, smiling. "Join us next week when our special guest is…Axel? Why does it have to be him? Zexion!"
"Please feel free to message us with any questions you may have for either of us or our special guest next week," Zexion said, ignoring Demyx's whines. "Thank you." He pulled on Demyx's hair, bringing him to the door. "Come on. You promised me the bouncy bed game."
"Not the hair!" Demyx yelled as the door slammed shut again.
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Well, what did ya think? Good? Not good? Should I continue? Should I not? I got Demyx's answer for the chicken/egg question from Demyx Time so I don't own that or the names of any of the sections.
Please send any and all questions in either reviews, messages, or to edwardsgirl16(at)gmail(dot)com. (gotta put it that way or it doesn't show up)
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