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“Well, no, mainly I figured the company would.” Demyx turned back, putting his hands up in defence. “Wah? Pranks!? No!! I’m being serious, this is just… how I feel.” Putting a hand to his chest. “You wanna see my hair down or what?”

“Nicer?” Blinking a few times, his face almost seemed serious for a second before relaxing, “news to me. Ah, I guess Lexaeus is the easiest to cook for, he wasn’t picky.”

“Or they might just not believe you… the only one who seems to even know we have something connect to ‘that time’ is Xemnas… And I suppose, in turn, Xehanort.” Marluxia nodded, “I guess we just need to keep working hard to manifest them again. Maybe our hearts are still not—

“Ah!” His eyes widened before smiling sheepishly, “uh oh, busted! Yeaaaah, maybe I do have a little one, don’t ask me why seeming all you do is verbally abuse me. Guess, I just wanted to see if I could help… cheer you up.” He turned to the side, looking down then up to the—

“Oooh, was this like.. Way back? Before you became a nobody?” Demyx attempted to deduce.

His eyes widened ever so slightly, “so that’s what you’ve been up to. I heard word you were looking for something but wouldn’t tell anyone what.” Marluxia, no, Lauriam, gave a small smile, “I guess it all makes sense now. I haven’t been able to summon mine, either.”

“Yeah, I know, but I just wanna try my shot, you know?” Scratching the back of his head. “You’ve eased up ever since you got a heart again, I guess I just… Ah, well if you don’t want to then it’s okay. But I can still show you my hair.”

“But…” Looking puzzled, “you don’t like anybody—… Are you sure you’re not just cooking for yourself?”

“If that’s how it felt then it was not my intention to do so… I guess after everything that happened I have been a little on edge. Especially since I’m started to remember key memories… but they’re still hazy.”

“I said, if you like the way I look with my hair down, I’ll keep it that way but you have to go on a date with me! How about it?” He grinned.

“Huh? You mean there are people you actually did nice things for? Where’s Larxene and what did you do with her!”

Demyx smirked a grin, “you have to go on a date with me!” He announced, that was a little out of the blue. But he kinda looked serious.

“I just want to know why you disappeared. I’m the closest to a friend you ever had… or, have you still not remembered…”

“You can cook?” He looked surprised, “how come you never made ME anything?” He complained. The answer should have been obvious, considering Larxene hates everyone but herself—.

“Oh yeah? You wanna bet on it? If you like how I look with my hair down, I’ll promise to keep it that way but you have to do me a favour.”

Now he was curious, “really? Like what?” Demyx usually read manga or watched anime, those were his other pastimes. But he was interested in what Larxene liked other than reading.

“Hey, don’t be jealous. I look super hot when my hair gets wet, I could give you an example right now!”

“Brushed you off? I helped you.” Marluxia rolled his eyes slightly, looking to the side.