Technically, it all started when Roxas decided to toss Luxord out the window to impress Namine. Or Axel. I forget which one, but he's bi (a.k.a. sexually confused), so don't yell at me, kay?

But this story isn't about that little skank Roxas.

No. There's too many stories about him and, frankly, he sucks.

So does Sora. But he looks good with…anybody…so unless that factor is used, he sucks.

Now I'm getting off topic.

This story is about Luxord and what happened after he was tossed out the window.

Don't worry, he doesn't die in this story.

X----x----X

As Luxord accelerated down faster towards the ground, he could only think, Well fuck.

I'm sure you're all wondering why he can't just open a portal.

That's simple really: Unless he's secretly Xigbar incognito, he can only open a dark vortex if he's firmly on the ground.

Can we move along now? …Good.

Well anyway Luxord's almost about to hit the ground and he's busy making a mental will of where his stuff will be put to and how his ashes should be spread--

When a water clone popped up from the rain soaked ground and caught Luxord in its arms, singing "I Am A Superstar" by Aqua. Lovely song.

"Laff, I caught my selves a Brit!" its voice bubbled (literally).

It put down Luxord gently, though the Gambler continued to watch the clone in confusion and awe as the water form churned itself away from the site and to an oblivious Melodious Nocturne who busily picking away at his sitar. The water clone tapped then Nine on the shoulder and pointed to Luxord.

Nine jumped slightly the moment he saw Ten.

"L-Luxord! Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you standing there…What are you doing out here?"

Luxord, who had regained his composure and his poker face, shrugged nonchalantly. "I just thought I'd drop in." Pun intended.

The water clone that had saved Luxord giggled something in its wet language. It resulted in Demyx's eyes widening and rushing toward his lower rank.

"Luxy! You liar! Why didn't you tell me you fell from above?" What a strange way to put Luxord's short journey, as Demyx babbled, checking Luxord over for any scratches or dents or anything that would give Demyx consent to worry.

"I'm alright, Demyx, love--" love? Wouldn't you say mate, Luxord? Oh be quiet, it doesn't mean anything. "If there was something wrong with me, I'd know."

"Here, let me kiss it better."

"Kiss what bett--"

Water crashing upon rocks and seagulls screeching out calls to others. That's the first thing that came to mind for Luxord when…that thing happened.

Rum and cigarettes and honky-tonk piano players. That's the first thing that came to mind for Demyx when…that thing happened.

"You're face tastes good." That's the first thing that came out of both Luxord and Demyx's mouth after that thing happened. But they both interrupted the other with said mouths.