The Demyx Continuum: Water Extinguish Fire (Book 4 of 5?)

Chapter 6: Triplets

Nine months past fairly slow for Demyx, even though Axel had told him countless of times to have patients; it seems as though Demyx had lost that in the third month of waiting. They were now sitting in the waiting room in a building of the world that they were on. Axel had fallen asleep in a chair as Demyx was pacing back and forth in front of him. It seemed like hours, when Axel woke up and he found his love still pacing.

"Come and relax, Dem." Axel asked wearily, knowing it might be useless to repeat himself for the umpteenth time.

"It seems like I have no choice." Demyx sighed as he went over to sit on his partner's lap.

"You got to have patience, love; it's the only way this will go by faster." Axel stated. "Besides, it's getting late...you need to sleep some time. You know what to expect, so you need to get as much as sleep as you can while you can."

Demyx sighed again and closed his eyes.

Zexion was at his patio sitting down and reading his original self's book when a knock sounded on the door. Zexion closed the book with one of his index finger holding his place and got up to answer it. Zexion let his hopes down; he did this when Marluxia was out on a mission for weeks at a time.

"Hi, Lexaeus, what's up?"

"Saiix wants you."

"Why?" Zexion asked confused.

"He never told me, but he did say that you'll understand when you get there."

Zexion came out his room, book in hand still, and closed the door; then made his way over to Saiix's room. When he got there, he knocked on the door.

"Oh, good you came." Saiix replied, when he opened up his door.

"What do you want?"

"Come in."

"Saiix, why are you being so--"

"Zexion, why don't you take look first? He told me--"

"He? You mean Mar?"

"Yes."

Zexion found Marluxia sitting on the bed. He ran over.

"What happen?"

"It's just a scratch."

"I'm not buying it, Mar, you rarely come over here." Zexion looked over to Saiix. "Is he alright?"

Saiix sighed. "I don't know he wouldn't let me touch him unless you were here."

"Mar, you should've let him take care whatever it is...it might be infected."

Marluxia laughed. "Zexion, it's only a scratch."

Zexion set down his book on the bed and looked at Marluxia. "You want me to look at it...is that why you didn't let Saiix do his routine?"

"You're not going to let it go will you?"

"No."

"How's the book?"

"Mar, don't change the subject." Zexion stated. "Now where did you get hurt?"

Marluxia didn't answer.

"Come on, Mar, you wanted me here. I'm here...now what is it?"

"My back."

Zexion got on the bed and lifted Mar's shirt, but didn't take it off. Zexion stared at the wound. "S-S-Saiix..." Zexion stuttered.

"Yes?"

"This doesn't look like a scratch, Mar, what happened?"

Saiix got curious and came over to see what Zexion was talking about. "Take his shirt off, Zexion...I could work better."