Teh Meow Meow Transformation
By AdsilaWolfy
Warning: This contains shonen ai. If you do not like, then click the back button. Ye hath been warned! Thank you and come again.
I do not own Kingdom Hearts. Only the general plot of this story.
Note
I rewrote this because I put it up before considering ways I could make it better. I believe some of the writing might have been confusing and un-detailed. Also, metaphors and similes are not things I am good at, so I apologize for a lack of them. It just never occurs to me to put them in there.
Anyway, please enjoy this rewrite. Hopefully it is more detailed and understandable, and may I never have to see that much purple again*.
*Corrections to the story were added in a purple [and OMG there was so much!], making my editor's [Sister's] eyes hurt. She is so sweet though. *hugs sister*
P.S. We were pissed at our internet company (Is that what you call it?) so we cancelled it. Which is why I haven't added anything in forever.
In the dark and dreary basement of The Castle That Never Was (that also doubled as a freezer for Organization XIII's various meats and TV dinners), Vexen held a beaker of flashing liquid above a Styrofoam box containing a lump of tofu.
"If this is right," the Chilly Academic said quietly, "Then the tofu should turn into a meatball, it's exact opposite." Because tofu is the Nobody of meat.
Unbeknownst to Vexen, a dark portal materialized behind him. An organization member with the hood drawn up crept towards him, slowly and silently (feeling rather like a killer in a horror film) until he was practically breathing down the Academics neck. Being totally absorbed in getting the angle at which the liquid would fall just right, Vexen heard nothing. Then-
"Hi Vexen." the stranger said, slapping him hard on the back.
Vexen screamed slasher-movie-chick style. The beaker slipped from his hand and shattered on the tofu, liquid changing to a noxious steam upon impact. Though it was not the thing to fear.
"You idiot!" Vexen thundered. "Wait, who are you?" He yanked the hood down abruptly to reveal a smiling sitarist. "Demyx!"
"Hi Vexen." Demyx greeted. "What are you doing?"
IV, still quite angry, considered not telling him, but he knew if he refused to say anything Demyx would pester him until he ripped his hair out from exasperation. It was better to just spill it. "If you must know, on the Superiors orders I am trying to create a formula that will change Nobodies into Somebodies. If I can we will have no need to collect hearts. As of yet I have not yielded any positive results, though one time I did manage to turn my hair green for about an hour…In any case, IX, why did you do that to me?"
"I needed to ask you something important." the Nocturne said seriously. Vexen's eyes met Demyx's. He could not find a hint of IX usual idiocy, only determination.
"What?" Vexen asked angrily. What could the slacker have to say that was so important he had to interrupt this precious experiment?
Demyx rubbed his eyes before answering. For some reason they were watering. He asked brightly, "Could I have the pot pie you left in the fridge behind Xaldin's tuna sub?"
Eye twitch. "No Demyx, that's my pot pie!" Vexen screeched, "And-" He stopped and sniffed. "Do you smell something? Like, burning meat?"
The Nocturne sniffed deeply. He followed the scent until his nose was a few centimeters from the now rainbow colored tofu. "It's this weird thing." he told Vexen. Behind Demyx, a miasma of gas and steam were building up in the tofu, making it swell and expand very much like a mutant soufflé. A thin stream of sparkly smoke came up from a hole that had burst open on its side. Vexen watched in horror. He pressed himself against the wall, attempting to put as much distance between himself and the tofu. (This brought back memories of Castle Oblivion when Axel had tried to kill him. Key word being tried. No, Vexen hadn't valiantly fought him off. Roxas happened to wander by and Axel had needed to keep him away from Sora). He began backing toward the exit.
"Demyx…"
IX looked at him briefly. "What?"
"Whatever you do, do. Not. Touch. It." Vexen warned. And of course, that is exactly what the Melodious Nocturne did.
"Whoa, what's this thing doing?" He gave it an experimental poke. It jiggled. "A moment ago it was all soggy." He gave it another, much harder poke.
"No! Don't-!"
When Demyx's finger touched the bubble it popped and sprayed the boy with steam like air being squeezed out of a balloon. He yelped and clutched his face.
"Don't inhale the gas!" Vexen yelled, not seeing it was too late. Covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve, he grabbed the boys arm and raced out of the lab, slamming the door behind them. The Academic let out a shaky breath. He was about to verbally destroy Demyx when he saw IX had pulled his hood back up. And he was crouching on the ground much like an animal, staring at the lab door, seeming completely unaware that Vexen was present. "…Demyx?"
He jumped several feet in the air and twisted around to (Vexen could only suppose since his hood was up) watch him warily.
"Demyx?" Vexen repeated. It probably was not a good idea, but he reached out to IX. The boy shrank back a bit, then leaned forward and sniffed the gloved hand. Vexen got a sinking feeling deep in his gut. Demyx was acting like an ani-
Demyx rubbed his face against the hand and purred.
A cat.
Oh dear. Before he could move Demyx came closer and rubbed against his leg, still purring. "IX, stop that!" He tried to push Demyx away but the cat boy slipped past his arms and continued purring and rubbing against him. Vexen sighed. He needed to know something. Was Demyx just behaving like a cat, or had his body mutated like his mind had? Kneeling down he yanked IX's hood down to see… exactly what he was afraid would be there. Poking partially out of Demyx's mulhawk were dirty blond cat ears. He still had his normal ears, making Vexen wonder which he could hear out of or if he somehow heard out of both. Despite his wonderings Vexen was on the verge of having a panic attack. The only thing keeping it from happening was that this might be a very important scientific discovery. (If he could cut out the animalistic behaviors and keep the features, all of Organization XIII could become part animal. It would be so easy to take over worlds with everyone drooling over the sexy animal people…He would investigate it later).
"Meow." Demyx purred against Vexen's cheek.
"Kingdom Hearts, how will I explain this to everyone, especially Xigbar," Vexen sighed. "He's obsessed with the boy. Then again, he is a freaky old man, so this might actually please him… Maybe I should hide you so he doesn't try anything weird." In response Demyx rubbed his cheek against Vexen's.
That was when Xigbar and Xaldin came around the corner, Xigbar blathering on sounding like someone thirty years younger. Xaldin seemed to just barely tolerate the Freeshooter's incessant nattering. At that moment, Demyx decided to lick Vexen's cheek.
"So like, I was totally gonna finish that Neoshadow off when- What the hell Vexen?" Xigbar stared in horror. Xaldin, not caring what they were fighting over, kept walking. No one noticed him leave except Demyx, but he was a cat, so what could he do about it? "I never expected you to hit on Demy."
Embarrassed and angry, Vexen shot up. "I am not II!"
Xigbar walked up to him and, scowling fiercely, poked him in the chest. "Then what did I just see?" he asked accusingly.
"Nothing! There was an accident in the lab (caused by this idiot, of course) and-" as Vexen told his story (exaggerating parts, of course), Demyx-neko got bored from just sitting crouched between the two old men. To relieve his boredom he climbed into Xigbar's arms where he instantly fell asleep.
"Dude, he has cat ears," Xigbar said, to Vexen's exasperation. "How did I not notice that?"
"You're forty and you only have one eye!" Vexen yelled.
"Hey man shut it, you'll wake up my kitty." Xigbar affectionately ran his hand over Demyx-neko's ears. The cat boy purred.
"What does IX see in you?" IV asked.
Scoffing like it was the most obvious thing in the world, Xigbar said, "My killer bod, and I protect him from perverts like Marluxia…and Luxord…and Larxene. She's actually not a pervert, she just likes zapping him." He stopped to laugh. "So, this one time, to get her back I put one of her kunai in my gun and fired it at Saïx's butt. He thought it was her. Her screams were ambrosia to my ears."
Vexen stared. "You realize ambrosia is something you eat, right?" he asked. "And you're not a pervert?"
Ignoring the old bore, the Freeshooter walked away, petting Demyx-neko.
Vexen yelled after them, "That didn't answer my question!" The only answer were Xigbar's fading footsteps. A look of sorrow came over Vexen's face. "No one respects me."
"I wonder why."
Whirling around, IV found himself looking down at Zexion. As usual, he was absorbed in some book. Still reading, Zexion continued, "My guess is: your outraged reactions are hilarious, despite being number four in the organization you're one of the weakest (next to Demyx), of all things your weapon is a shield, you are so frightened of the Superior you let Marluxia take advantage of you at Castle Oblivion in more than one way-"
Vexen cut the younger Nobody off by storming away, but he was so embarrassed he stumbled, which ruined his dramatic exit. Zexion smirked. "And you use more hair care products than Marluxia, Axel, and Roxas combined. I mean, how else could you keep your hair so flat and straight. It's even like that when you sleep." He paused to turn to the next page in his book. "And if you're wondering how I know what you look like when you sleep, Marluxia put pictures of you sleeping up on the Organization's homepage. They are none too flattering."
Now that was a lie. No one used more than those three, especially Axel. "Oh yeah?" Vexen spat. His rage from earlier mixed with his current fury and humiliation and erupted out. "Well your weapon is a stupid book! A book! And you're a shrimp! A shorty! A midget! What do you think of that little man?"
That was what made the Cloaked Schemer finally close his book. Holding it under his left arm he raised his right and summoned his Lexicon. Shadows pried themselves from the walls, gliding like ribbons caught by the wind to collect in Zexion's palm. They whirled into a ball, then stretched out to form a square. The shadows evaporated, and a black book was left in the Schemers hand.
Floating eerily above his open palm it flipped to a place somewhere in the middle. Pages flew out, chasing after the Academic (who had finally realized he really ought to start running). They wrapped around his ankles, knocking him to the ground and dragging him toward the enraged short Nobody. He attempted to summon his shield but it was pulled away and dangled just out of his reach. How infuriating. Now Vexen knew how Zexion felt when Xigbar and Xaldin teased him, always holding whatever he needed just out of reach. The last thing Vexen saw before he was dragged into the Lexicon was Zexion's face. His one visible eye was cold as Vexen's book closed with IV's screams echoing off the white walls.
The book lowered so it was floating before its wielder. "Foolish Vexen, you never make fun of small people. We have ways of making our enemies disappear." Zexion said icily. "We have a union. Now, until I release you (because you're way too weak to break out,) you will listen to horrible jokes and lame pick up lines by Larxene and Marluxia respectively." He heard something that might have been a scream, but smelled no one in the immediate area. The Lexicon faded away and Zexion returned to his book. He would have to get a new one soon, for he was nearly finished with the one he held. He smiled at the thought of a new book, a new world to explore, and continued on to the castles library.
"Meow." Demyx-neko informed Xigbar. They were lounging in the garden ( kept by none other than Marluxia. Because who else would take care of it properly? Axel? He would care for it…by burning it to the ground.) Xigbar enjoyed watching Demyx-neko's reactions to everything. Like butterflies. Normal Demyx would have lazed against a tree watching them, maybe reach out if they came too close to see if they would land on his hand (they never did). Demyx-neko chased them, pouncing and jumping until he was tired, then kept going. He had also wriggled out of his cloak, revealing he had a semi-fluffy tail the same color as his hair.
"Meow." Demyx-neko repeated.
"What?" Xigbar took a break from admiring how well Demyx's undercloak clothes fitted.
"Meow."
"What?"
"Meow!"
"…This might be a problem." How could he later on seduce Demyx if he understood his advances less than usual? Xigbar took a minute to think.
Demyx-neko bounced around the garden, sniffing the flowers and drinking in the sunshine. A colorful butterfly danced around his head. He swatted at it. The butterfly fluttered upwards, drawn to the topmost flowers on a blossoming apple tree. Demyx-neko clumsily clawed his way to the top of the tree, determined to catch the pretty bug. As he reached the top his disturbing of the branches scared the butterfly into flight, where it was blown away by a strong wind, then inexplicably struck by lightning, which was odd since it was completely cloudless (for once) for miles. Wonder how that happened…
High up in The Castle That Never Was, the only female member of Organization XIII cackled madly. She turned to her mirror and admired herself. "And that, Larxene, is why you are the number one bitch," the insect antennae haired woman proudly told herself. "Now to get some chocolate and torture emo boy."
"That's it!" Xigbar exclaimed. "That's the answer! Why didn't I think of it sooner? It's like, so totally obvious! I have to find someone who speaks cat, and they can translate for Demy!" Feeling pretty dang proud of himself he looked around for Demyx-neko. And saw nothing.
"Aah!" the Freeshooter yelled. "Demyx? Demyx, where are you baby? I am in so much trouble if anything happened to him!" He began to run haphazardly through the garden. "He could get lost, or mauled by Larxene!"
He looked in a bush. "Demyx?"
Nope, just the Nobody of a snail, a slug.
He peeked under a medium sized rock. "Demyx?"
Nope, just four beetles playing poker. Why was Luxord not with them?
"Demyx, where in Kingdom Hearts are you?"
"Meow."
A chain of flowers dropped onto II's head. "Eh?" He looked up to see Demyx-neko waving at him from the top of an absurdly large tree. "Demyx!" He was halfway to the first set of branches when he remembered he could teleport and smacked himself in the face for being such a moron. In an instant he was looking down at Demyx-neko from a portal in the sky. "Demyx!"
The cat boy, who had been mystified when Pirate Man had suddenly disappeared, looked up. "Meow!"
"Oh Demyx!" Xigbar pulled him into an upside down hug, "I thought something terrible had happened to you!" Demyx-neko bit at the flower chain, which had slipped down onto Xigbar's shoulders. "Hey kid… How did you make this if you're a cat? And how did you wave to me?"
Demyx-neko, having the mind of a cat, licked Xigbar's cheek.
Giggle.
The Freeshooter gazed around. "Huh?"
Giggle.
"…I know you're there Marluxia. Show yourself."
Marluxia's pink head popped up. Smiled broadly, he threw a handful of rose petals in the air, then said, "Hey Xigbar. OMG isn't Demyx cute?" He paused to hug the cat boy, who purred delightedly. "Did you notice he's part cat now?"
"Yeah, I noticed," Xigbar scowled. "How could I not?"
"Well, you are forty and you only have one eye."
"Vexen said that exact same thing earlier." The Assassin's face lit up. "Speaking of Vexen, have you seen him? I can't find him anywhere and it's waaaaaaay past the time for me to mess up all his experiments and force him to clean my room."
Xigbar sighed. "The last place I saw Vexen was in the hallway by his lab, but that was a while ago, man."
"If I was going to mess up his experiments don't you think that would be the first place I would look? He wasn't there," Marluxia pouted. "I don't want to clean my own room! The carpet needs to be shampooed, the drapes and my bedspread need to be washed, my sousaphone needs to be polished… I know! Since Axel's away on a mission to Atlantica, I can just force Roxas to clean it! The little boy will do anything I say if I threaten to spill his most secret secrets to everyone!"
"Roxas has a secret?" Xigbar instantly felt stupid for asking. Everyone had secrets. Even Demyx…wait… no he did not. Well, he thought he had a secret, but it is not a secret when everyone knows he was going to form a band with some water clones, a Dusk, and a few dancer Nobodies. (Marluxia had auditioned on his sousaphone, but had been promptly turned away).
"Yep." Marluxia nodded.
"What is it?" He was curious. What kind of secret could Roxas have that Marluxia could hang over his head? …Maybe if he learned it he could make Roxas do stuff for him…
The Graceful Assassin scoffed. "Xigbar, if I tell you, then I won't have anything to blackmail Roxas with, duh." He said condescendingly. "Bye." He disappeared in a flurry of rose petals.
"Meow!" Demyx-neko said, as if saying goodbye. Xigbar would not know; he did not speak cat. So he had to find someone who could.
"It's definitely not Marluxia." the Freeshooter decided. "That leaves ten more Nobodies to question and see if they speak cat. Lets see, who's the most likely candidate…" He got a 'eureka' look on his face. "Zexion! He reads all the time! I bet he can speak cat. Come on Demy, lets go find him." With that, he threw the boy over one shoulder (which was VERY difficult when you were upside down) and teleported away._
IX= Demyx
IV=Vexen
II= Xigbar
A sousaphone is that big tuba that wraps around you. I personally think it would be hilarious if Marluxia of all Nobodies played this instrument.