Melodious Nocturne

Demyx wasn't up to anything special. Things had settled down and Zexion was off at the library doing his thing with the bookworms, so he took a walk. The streets were still a little muddy under his boots, but at least the flood waters were gone. It seemed like a nice evening for a casual stroll when he had nothing else to do.

His hands were stuffed in his pockets and apart from a leather collar around his neck, he still looked like a picture perfect Organization member. He was working on that, but everything happened in baby steps. It didn't seem like the kind of evening where anything was going to happen.

Ahead of him, someone seemed to be stumbling in confusion, probably a new arrival. He put on a smile and held up a hand, calling in a friendly tone. "Hey there!"

He paused when he realized who he was talking to. "...Roxas?"

Somehow it felt like once more his loyalties were being tested.