Nobodies Have Feelings Too, Apparently
Chapter One
The Wolf and The Nobodies
Author's Notes: Been playing a lot of Kingdom Hearts lately and thought I'd give my two cents on the Organization. This more for fun than anything else, so don't expect to see a lot of this, for a while at least. Got a few other stories to finish writing first. Otherwise, enjoy!
Kingdom Hearts is owned by Tetsuya Nomura, Square Enix, and whoever control's Disney nowadays. I do not own any other mentioned properties.
I really should do something about this bland ass room, I thought as I practically fell into bed, not even bothering to even take off my coat. Saix is insane if he thinks I can handle another mission like that again. I'd rather be locked in a room alone with a pissed off Larxene than deal with that many heartless again.
Come to think of it, each of them have their own brand and degree of crazy, comes with the territory I guess. Not that I would know what it's like to be a nobody. Yep, your looking at the only member of Organization XIII that still has a heart. Only been here in the Castle That Never Was for a little while and this is what I could tell you about the other members.
Xemnas, I:
I've learned little about the boss man other than the fact that he has a great interest in Roxas, Xion, and me. And I swear to God that if it wasn't for the fact all three of us weild keyblades and I am of legal age, I would not be suprised if he turned out to be a pedophile. On another, completely unrelated note, does he even fucking bother to fix his hair in the morning?! At least I try to fix my hair when I get up!
Xigbar, II:
I can say with complete certainty that he's a solid nine on the asshole meter. I am almost completly sure that he shot the heatless near me in a way so that the bullets grazed along in rather uncomfortable places. And what's the story behind the eye patch? I get the feeling it has something to do with Larxene.
Xaldin, III:
He's alright I guess, if not a little terse at times and I'd definitely wouldn't want to piss him off. He was the one to asses my skills when I joined and if I didn't have a few tricks up my sleeve to keep him guessing or no one was watching, I'd might've been a goner. Though I do have a lot of respect for him and I've trained with him since then.
Vexen, IV:
Never talked to him unless absolutely necessary, something about him freaks me the fuck out. Probably because it feels like he wants to disect me everytime he sees me.
Lexeaus, V:
Haven't talked to him much either, only because he's so damn broody. Seriously, I can't think of anyone that is qiueter than him. Still, he makes a good meat shield if need be, the guy's a fucking tank!
Zexion, VI:
Here's one I actually like, mainly because he loves reading as much as I do. At first glace, he looks like that emo kid who'd believe that he's surrounded by idiots and I think that's what made me want to talk to him in the first place. Now, he's more or less my source for the latest gosip among the nobodies. Some of it is rather shocking, while the rest is something that I would normally find out myself.
Saix, VII:
Yet another reason to hate the number seven! This prick is a fucking slave driver! Seriously, if I could get away with it, I'd strip him of his coat, hogtie him, chuck him into Wonderland, and leave him there. Did I mention that he's a prick yet? Also, Zex tells me that he and the boss are rather "close", if you catch my drift.
Axel, VIII:
Nice guy, wouldn't trust him with a maker while I slept somewhere out in the open, but still, he's better than some of the other members. I think we're around the same age, even though he's half-a-foot taller than me. He tends to hang out with Roxas and Xion a lot, not sure what I think about that. Another possible pedophile? Asking Zex about that one.
Demyx, IX:
Sweet, precious cinnomin roll that never fails to brighten my day. Seriously, how is this guy a nobody?! He's too nice and working with him is a real treat. I think that the only reason he's a member is because no one wanted to tell him no and Zexion has confirmed this.
Luxord, X:
Hot, fucking damn! If there is a God, I can't thank him enough for sending this hot piece of ass my way. It pisses me off to no end that only a few members treat him kindly, from what I've seen and heard from VI anyways. But note to self: Never make a bet with him unless the cost of a loss is still favorable because he cheats.
Marluxia, XI:
I don't even know where to start with this one. I guess you could say he was the result of one too many drinks at the Ouran Host Club combined with their seemingly endless funding. If anything else, he's fun to watch go about his day.
Larxene, XII:
Just run, run as far as you can.
Roxas, XIII:
Good kid, little awkward though. Hardly talks to anyone besides Axel and Xion. I heard that his somebody is still alive and kicking around somewhere, kinda wierd and amazing at the same time. He mistook me for a regular dog once, and proceed to pet and scratch me behind the ears until he noticed the plate with my name on it on my collar. The only reason I wear it is so people no longer try to kill me on sight.
Xion, XIV:
Quiet, never takes her hood off. Something about her seems really off to me, like she's not the same as the other member's. I dunno, probably figure it out sooner or later.
Last, but not least, there's me. Number fifteen was the name they gave me when I got this job and is what most of them call me more often than not. My real name is Remus, given to me by my caretakers due to the fact that I can shift from human to wolf and back again at will. That might have something to do with the form my keyblade being wolfish as well. As a human, some wolf-like characteristics remain, yule eyes, shaggy mid-length, raven mane I usually brush to the left, and sharper than normal canines as well as senses. Useful during steath missions, even though they usually what they send me out on those that are combat orianted. I don't mind, I'm built well enough for it, lean, corded muscles created from years of hunting huge game.
But you know, it's almost funny, if I didn't know any better I'd say that the others were almost normal, beside former mentioned oddities. What if they do have hearts? I asked myself. I soon brushed the thought aside, believing it to be ridiculous and unlikely. I was far too tired to think about it more, so I just rolled over to my front and fell asleep soon after.
When the next day came, I was pleasently suprised to find that I could actually spend it in lesure. Since there was nothing for me here except sleep and training, I decided to go to Twilight Town for a little while. Understandbly, The World That Never Was doesn't really have much to offer.
As usual, no one paid me any mind until I made direct contact, one of my favorite features about this coat. I hate talking to people when I don't have to. But anyways, I decided to try this sea salt ice cream that Axel had been going on about. With one in hand, I began to roam the streets, licking the salty, yet sweet treat. I'd stop every now and again to get my barings, choose a new direction, and continue walking. I eventually found myself at an old mansion with a huge lock on the front gate. Curious, I threw away the remains of my ice cream off to the side and summoned my keyblade.
No sooner did I take my stance, did I hear footsteps and a voice behind me.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." came the accented tones of X.
"Why not?" lowering the blade and turning torward the gambler to see his usual, wily grin.
"People have been known to go in but never come back out again" he said oninously, "and I don't think Saix would be to happy with me if I let you die."
Sensing this to be a lie, a rather convincing one at that, I countered with his one weakness, "How about a bet," letting the keyblade fade from exisistance, "If I go in there for ten minutes and come back without a scatch, I win. If I get attacked and hurt, you win. Loser is the winner's slave for the rest of the day." Extending my hand.
"Your on!" Taking the bait.
Switching forms, I slipped past the gate's bars with ease. "You did say that no 'person' has come back alive, correct?" I said slyly, glancing back to see Luxord put the pieces together before I continued on to the front door.
"Hold on, that's cheating!" he exclaimed. I said nothing, just laughed deep in my throat which sounded like a hiccuping growl in this form.
Luckily for me, the front door was slightly ajar so I could just nudge it wide enough for me to pass through and begin the ten minutes. The whole place looked as if it had been ransacked by some large beast or at least ten smaller ones. I could only venture as far as the foyer and the second landing due to the doors all being closed. I could only guess that a few minutes had passed and with nothing better to do, I padded over to the french doors in the back and layed down to sun myself for the remaining time.
I was just getting comfortable when I heard a door open from above and footsteps walking down the steps. I leapt to my feet, ready to bolt for the door if this proved to be a threat. A tall man came into view wearing large robes to hide his figure and strips of red cloth to cover his face. Intrigued, I cocked my head to the side and sat down as he approached me. He didn't feel threating, otherwise I'd be getting the hell out of here.
"You're a curious one, aren't you?" he said in a deep voice, allowing me to sniff his hand before giving me a friendly pat on the head and continuing on his way. He really carried the smell of old books about him.
When he was out of earshot, if let out a sigh of relief. That was a close one. Thank God he just thought I was a big, black dog. Yes, I'm often mistaken as such by those who don't know the differnce between the pet and the wild animal. Deciding that the ten minutes were probably up, I trotted back to the door wagging my tail in a sense of joy and accomplishment.
Slipping through the gates once again, I found the blonde nobody sitting with his back turned to me on a stump, looking tense. Silently, I sat beside him and layed my head on his lap, making him jump. With a slight chuckle, I shifted back and clapped him on the shoulder. "Looks like I win."
With a resigned sort of sigh, "Okay, what are your orders?" bracing himself for the worst.
"Hmmm...," I hummed as I thought about how I was going to phrase my question, "Now I want you to answer truefully..."
"Of course, my lord." throwing in that last bit with a bow for irony's sake.
"What was the real reason that you didn't want me to go inside that mansion, because you seem like the kind of person who gives any degree of shit about what people think about him."
Blinking in surprise, "Is that it?" as if expexting me to ask him about his favorite kinks or something. But he did start blush rather furiously as mumbled, "I... really... you."
"Ah ah ah," waving a finger, "you have to tell me regardless of your embarrassment."
"Fine," he said before looking me in the eye, "I really like you! There! I said it!" Crossing his arms and turning his head away from me, his cheeks extremely red.
Now it was my turn to blink in surprise, "Oh." Pausing a few seconds, "That's a first. Normally when people find out about my nature, they're either repulsed, afraid or they lose intersert." Remembering those times I revealed my little trick and potential lovers running for the hills, a rather painful experiance to have to endure more than once. I think that's why I don't like people that much anymore, or, at least, not want unneccessary contact with them.
"Is that so?" regaining his usual swagger, "Well, I'll be sure to stick around then." Sauntering up to my side, allowing to get a good whiff of his scent. Gods he smells good! "Did you just sniff me?" he asked with a humorous tone.
"Canine senses, remember?" rubbing the back of my head sheepishly, "Can't help it, force of habit really."
"Oh, I don't mind." fingers walking up my chest before griping my coat collar and pulling me close, "I'm your's to command, so give me an order." he whispered seductively into my sensitive ear.
Shivering in delight, "My room, now." I growled back, letting him lead me through a portal back to the Castle and into my room before I tossed him onto the bed. Zex is going to have some 'howling' rumors for me tomorrow.
Well, here ya go, an nice little treat to tie you over until I can finish one of my other projects. Expect a couple of one-shots from me in the next week or so. See you then!