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Demyx sat by the window, watching the heavy rain fall. Usually he loved the rain, but today, it had put a damper on things.

“Why today?” The melodious nocturne sighed and walked away from the window. He slipped on his blue slippers and made his way down to the kitchen, where he found Xigbar.

“Xiggy! Why'd it have to rain TODAY? Why not tomorrow? I was so excited for today.”

“I don't know little dude, but we can always move it to another, dry, day.”

Demyx sighed again as he put some water on to boil.

“It's not the same, though.” The blonde sat across for the other man and rested his chin upon his forearms. Xigbar reached across the table and stroked the younger man's hair, comfortingly.

“I know, man.”

Xigbar moved to sit next to the blonde boy when the kettle on the stove began to whistle. Demyx stood, and pulled two mugs out of the cupboard. He poured some hot cocoa powder into each and added the water. The blonde then brought both steaming mugs to the table, and replaced himself next to the older man.

Xigbar placed his hand on the younger man's head and began stroking. They sat in silence for a few moments, each of them taking sips of their cocoa once in a while.

“Dem?”

“What?” The blonde was still in his gloomy stupor.

“Why don't we celebrate here? We don't need to go anywhere. It's a day to spend together, not with other people. We can spend it in your room, or mine. We can't let the rain make today bad. How 'bout it dude?”

Demyx smiled and nodded, his gloomy mood finally fading.

The pair walked up numerous flights of stairs to get to their rooms, and finally decided to make the superior install an elevator.

“He's got to if he wants us to live here. This is crazy!”

Xigbar nodded, panting and trying to catch his breath.

“Too old for this, man.” Xigbar smiled and grasped Demyx's hand. The older man led them down the hall and to his room. Xigbar led the blonde to his large, purple and black bed, and laid him down. He planted butterfly kisses all around Demyx's face, and held his close. The melodious nocturne chuckled and wrapped his arms around the dark-haired man's neck.

“Dem?”

“Yes?”

“I love you”

“I know. I love you too.”

Xigbar buried his face in the blonde's neck.

“And Dem?”

“Hmm?”

“Happy anniversary.”