Title: Philematology
Rating: T
Warnings: The possibility that Axel and Roxas's relationship might be illegal.

POV: Third
Summary: It was a well known fact that Zexion was smart. So it was obvious that the one way to get to a geniuses heart was to be well schooled yourself.

Philematology

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“Philematology!”

Zexion's head twisted up from the book he was currently reading to the intrusion of his privacy. Standing right over him with a stack of books was Demyx. Not only was the fact that he was carrying books weird but the normally laid back musician held a very serious expression as he pronounced every syllable of the word carefully.

“...What?”

Demyx dropped his stack of books on the table beside Zexion's work. In no time at all the blond had a chair pulled up right next to the Cloaked Schemers. “I said 'Philematology'.”

When he got a quizzical stare from the mastermind of the Organization his eyes suddenly went wide. Truthfully Zexion had never heard that word in his whole non-existent life. This of course seemed to over joy Demyx for some ungodly reason. His smile grew at least ten times wider.

“What? Why are you smiling? What is Philematology?”

“You don't know what it is?”

“I believe I just said I didn't.”

“You mean I know something that YOU don't know!” The musician was only getting more excited by the second. An unnerving event for Zexion. “Me! The one everyone so freely refers to as lacking intelligence knows something that Zexion does not know!”

Well now that Zexion's pride and joy, his knowledge, was insulted he crossed his arms. There was no way that Demyx could ever know something that he did not. In a matter of seconds Zexion had summoned his Lexicon to his side. He had an uncomfortable lurker over his shoulder as he flipped through the pages to the “p” section. There was no way he didn't know this word. He had probably just... forgotten it somehow. Yes, it was probably still somewhere buried deep in his memories. He just needed a refresher was all.

“Well?” Demyx smirked, his head resting uncomfortably close to Zexion's on the back of the chair.

“Well,” Zexion squinted at the page filled with minuscule text, searching for the word in question. “Phile... Phile... Phile-Ah, here it is.” He cleared his throat as he read the entry out loud. “Philematology. A noun meaning the science or art of kissing.” His gaze fell from the book back onto the invader on his precious alone time. “And you chose to bother me with such a pointless word because?”

No wonder why he never bothered to school himself on that word. It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever had the misfortune of reading. Demyx on the other hand frowned at the insult.

“Whadda ya mean pointless?”

“The fact that someone would consider kissing an art form is bad enough, but to have the nerve to call it a science is an insult to scientists everywhere. Why don't you go tell Vexen about this new word you found and get his opinion. I bet he won't be to happy about it.” With that being said The Cloaked Schemer stood from his chair, grabbing his pile of work and stuck his pencil neatly behind his ear. Zexion was headed out of the library back up to his room. His research had already been interrupted with stupidity, that must have meant it was time to retreat to his quartered in private.

It was obvious that the Melodious Nocturne wasn't about to let such a thing happen. “Wait Zex!” He ran to catch up with the other teen, “Kissing really is a science! I've been studying it so that I can teach you about it!”

“You? Studying? Since when do you study anything, and teach me? The day I actually learn something from you will be the day when Axel finally admits that he's a pedophile.”

“But I have been studying. I finally found something that interest me, don't you want to hear about it?” Zexion just kept up his pace, not looking back at Demyx who was still acting as his shadow. He had no desire to hear about this dumb research of his. “Did you know that an average person spends two weeks of their lives kissing?”

“How pointless.”

“Or that our brains have neurons that help us find each others lips even in the dark.”

“Why is this important again?”

“And that kissing produces a hormone that makes us feel good so one kiss prompts another?”

“How long did you spend learning all this?”

“Or maybe you just have Philematophobia. Which is the fear of kissing. I can fix that if you want.”

Zexion turned tentatively turned on his heel with an eyebrow raised at the blond. Demyx looked quite proud of himself. All those books he had been holding when he barged into Zexion's research time were no doubt books on Philematology.

“Why in all Kingdom Heart name did you want to learn this?”

At that the musician grew a sly smirk, sliding in closer to Zexion. “Isn't it obvious?”

Zexion was growing increasingly uncomfortable with the shrinking distance between him and Demyx. There came a point where he could no longer back up. He was trapped between Demyx and a wall. “Philematology me.”

Zexion blinked when Demyx edged his face closer. “Demyx, that sentence makes no sense at all. If Philematology is the study of kissing then how could I-”

Before he knew it Demyx's lips were pressed securely to his in a deep kiss. Zexion's normally genius mind suddenly went blank, and the sentence didn't even have to make sense for it to feel incredible. In the back of his mind, he was seriously considering becoming a Philematologist.

Roxas leaned up to kiss a rather hesitant Axel. He tried to gain the redheads attention by nipping at his bottom lip, something that normally was a turn on to the older nobody, but he didn't seem to budge. He lightly shook Axel's shoulder. It was a very rare occasion that when he was naked and perfectly positioned under Axel that the redhead wouldn't jump at the chance to make the most of that moment.

“Something on your mind Ax?”

“Yeah,” He rubbed the back of his neck, giving Roxas's body a quick look over. “Have you ever considered the possibility that our relationship might actually be illegal?”

And so marked the day that the Cloaked Schemer was schooled by Demyx.

A/N- Inspired by an Icon I saw that said “Philematology me”. It didn't make sense to me but seriously sounded like something Demyx would say and want to learn about. And of course he'd spend extra time studying to sound good in front of Zexy. And I HAD to add the AkuRoku part! Just HAD to! You know it's illegal so shut up xD