Disclaimer: No. I don't own Kingdom Hearts II, nor do I seek profit off of any of my fiction. It is simply for entertainment purposes alone, and not meant to be distributed at a price. Besides, who would buy this crap anyway?
Demyx was crazy.
It sounded so simple, so logical, and so believable it was hard to think it otherwise, so why do it? Demyx was a crazy, insane, raving lunatic that should be locked up in the darkest dungeon available and never seen again.
But there were several key things blocking this observation from fact; for one thing, if Nobodies didn't have feelings how could they go insane? Another thing, he wasn't expressing any psychotic behavior normally present with the mentally disturbed. And how could someone like Demyx have the mental capacity to become mentally disturbed anyway?
Maybe he was suicidal. That was surely it because no one would dare ask him something like that and still want to live. But that didn't make any sense either; if there was one thing Demyx made a point to do, it was proving he was still somehow alive every single day. And while dying is a nice way to prove you were alive, he was fairly certain Demyx couldn't grasp that concept enough to believe it, much less put it in practice.
Maybe he was really just that dumb. A very likely idea, but even as thick-skulled as the kid could be, he wasn't stupid or reckless. He was just another Nobody who really and truly wanted to be a Somebody; a goofy kid with water and a sitar as his sword and shield. He hated fighting, so he was smart enough to avoid conflict.
Maybe it was just him being naive. That was indeed the ideal answer. Demyx was just simply too naive to understand that what he just asked had given men broken ribs and worse, and those who stared got a glare to make their blood run cold. Still, that kind of mindset was rare, extremely rare. In fact, it was so rare the only response he could give was one of dumbfounded shock.
"What did you just ask me?"
Demyx looked up at him again, still with the same expression as if he didn't know he'd asked something that would have normally gotten him beaten. Those damnable green eyes had the nerve to look confused. He said again, in the same damn tone, like he (and he probably didn't) had no idea what was wrong with asking, "I said, what happened to your eye? Did you lose it in a fight or something Xigbar?"
He stiffened up, trying to think of what he would do since he didn't particularly have any desire to pummel the kid for asking. He cocked his head to the side and looked at Demyx's still confused face with his good eye and replied, "Why are you askin' kid? S'not like it's your eye or anything."
Demyx lowered his face a little, his eyes dropped as well as the volume of his voice. "Well...I was just curious y'know...I didn't mean to make you upset."
Damn him and his pouts. Xigbar turned his back to the wannabe rock star and answered his question. "Yeah, I lost it before I became a Nobody. I was a scientist remember?"
Demyx lifted his head up and looked at his superior's back before saying, "Oh yeah. So were you being kinda stupid with an experiment or something then?"
Xigbar twitched visibly and crossed out everything he'd thought up in his head, all the reasoning and the analysis. Demyx really just was as crazy as he thought he was.