Hell hath no lungs like Hatty

"Awww, sowwi Cyzie! Shall I kiss it better?" He grinned.

Cyzarine nodded, still holding the face. "Yes pwease." she replied, forcing back the smile trying to creep onto her lips.

Demyx smiled. "Where does it hurt then?"

She couldn't help but smile at last, as she pointed to her forehead. "Here..."

Demyx leaned up and kissed her forehead gently. "Better?"

Cyzarine nodded. "Thank you Dem-Dem." she murmured, kissing his lips gently.

Demyx smiled and kissed her forehead again. "Just making sure its all better."

Cyzarine giggled, remembering they were in the middle of a corridor. "Maybe we should go somewhere more private." she suggested, smiling at him warmly.

Demyx smiled and stood up, scooping Cyzarine up in his arms. "To the bedroom, away!" He said, laughing.

Cyzarine blushed. "I think Hatty's dirty mind is rubbing off on me." she joked, wrapping her arms round his neck to keep hereslf steady in his arms.

Demyx smiled. "No worries m'dear." He stopped walking and paused suddenly. He could of sworn he heard someone screaming. "Did you hear that?" He mumbled.

Cyzarine frowned. "What am I listening for? Avians have good hearing: I hear a lotta stuff." she replied, shrugging.

Demyx turned round. "Someone screaming."

Cyzarine'd frown deepened. "...No. Demyx are you okay?" she asked. "Can you tell where it's coming from?"

Demyx gently put Cyzarine on the floor and sped off down the hall. "I can hear it!"

Cyzarine's eyes widened and her wings snapped open again. Man these things are extra-handy today.
"Demyx! Wait up!" she called, flapping her wings to start after him with a burst of speed.

Demyx didn't stop, he couldn't stop, the person was screaming!

Cyzarine frowned and moved gracefully into the air, flying forwards and taking Demyx under the arms to pull him along too. "Trust me." she told him. "Tell me where to go."

Demyx nodded. "Down there!" He pointed down a corridor that seemed darker than the one they were in.

Cyzarine nearly hesitated but pressed on, moving faster. Her eyes glowed eerily as she fought to see through the oncoming gloom. "Demyx, I don't see anyone." she told him, her voice full of worry and confusion. She trusted him, but her senses had never lied to her before.

Demyx broke free of her grasp a little and walked forwards. "But I can hear them..."

Cyzarine landed and grabbed his hand, pulling him back a little. "Demyx, please, I don't like it. I believe you but I don't remember anywhere this dark in the house. Please, I don't like it. What if it's a trap?" she asked, moving close to him for comfort.

Demyx paused as he heard the person scream louder. "There killing them!" He struggled forwards a little.

Cyzarine went with him, abandoning fear. "I'm going with you!" she told him firmly. "I can see in the dark if nothing else."

Demyx paused. "The screamings gone..." His eyes widened. "They might be dead!" He raced off into the darkness, loosing sight of Cyzarine.