A/N: You can partially thank Gentle Kit for this. Direct spin-off of Traduzioni Oscure. So, it's like a -bangs head into desk- Medication! That's what I need. Me-di-ca-tion!

I have about sixty-thousand million fics I need to be working on and only a month to get them all up to speed. afdsjalkdaslkejlkdaseddeeee. I'm going to go bake my head in an oven now.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Kingdom Hearts or anything else that's copyrighted.

Special Note: This has been sitting in my fanfiction folder for I don't know how long. I did not write this recently. Just something I feel I should post now that I have no time to do anything. Arg.

Pairings? RokuZekuRoku

WARNING: Shonen-ai. Probably OOCness. I tried my best, dammit!

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Traduzioni Luminose

1. Introduction

Roxas' introduction to Zexion was nothing less than embarrassing; walking in on the older Nobody showering wasn't exactly formal.

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Tight black clothing, blinding white castle, strange men walking out of dark portals, evil masterminds.

It was a wonder the Organization only had thirteen members.

Roxas was currently being show around the expansive Castle that Never Was(but obviously is) once before he was let loose. He had, in two weeks time, come across a number of strange characters. All except one.

Two weeks and Roxas had yet to meet this 'Cloaked Schemer'. Every other nonperson had managed to introduce themself to him. Hell, even Vexen, the arguably most anti-social of this estranged little group(besides Emo Boy), stopped by his room to say 'hi'. Not in so many words(it was more of a grunt), but still... Roxas had been told he was special and wasn't used to being ignored(he had only been himself for a few months, after all).

Roxas attempted to gather all the information he could on this guy. Axel, his self-proclaimed 'best friend', was a little hesitant but eventually gave in, if only to please XIII. Zexion, VI, was originally one of Ansem's apprentices, the youngest and most brilliant of them all. He was also the last of that unique group to lose his heart. According to Xigbar, the kid gave a fight to remember, but ended up clutching a bloody book as Xemnas dragged him into that never ending darkness.

All of the 'rebirth' stories were similar. Demyx managed to get dragged down during a concert in Spira. Luxord, X and a gambler, had just lost a small fortune at a casino in Vegas. Larxene was literally crushed defending her homeland(no sympathy there. She's a total bitch). The most gruesome happened to be Marluxia's, but that was another story entirely.

Finally, after another week of waiting, Roxas finally decided to approach VI himself.

...but the older nobody was nowhere to be found.

Damn poofing powers.

Roxas stalked his 'usual spots'(according to Demyx and Xigbar), but could never find him. Even when he had the combined force of Demyx, Axel, and a reluctant Luxord they couldn't locate the Nobody. Always 'just missing' and 'glimpses'. Besides a crudely drawn picture, from Demyx, Roxas had no idea what he even looked like.

Demyx, with the aid of a water clone, actually managed to open Zexion's bedroom door.

Hallelujah?

"Okay, hurry up and do whatever you need to. If Zexion finds out I helped you he's going to make me think I'm one of Marluxia's plants again." Roxas nodded, venturing into the darkness. Demyx muttered something about 'photosynthesis' as he marched in the opposite direction.

Zexion's room was surprisingly bright. Given his reputation, the blond Nobody expected it to be a black void of tears and bad rock music. The walls were the original blinding white, as was the tile floor. In fact, the only evidence anybody actually lived there was a small bed and a closet full of matching black cloaks. Did Zexion ever wear anything else?

The door on the far side of the room slid open, revealing a twilight haired male dressed in nothing but a greyish bathrobe. Roxas felt a blush rise to his cheeks as the vague scent of vanilla drifted through the room.

The other stared at Roxas with a dull expression, not even bothering to cover himself. "What do you want, XIII?"

"N-nothing! Just... Er. Wantedtointroducemyself!" Roxas squeaked, rushing backwards and slamming his head into the door. Graceful.

Embarrassed? Yes, he was.

"You've completed your mission. Congratulations," the twilight haired Nobody's patronized him, a slow clap floated through the room, "Now get out."

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Traduzioni Luminose

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A/N: In my reality Zexion smells like vanilla. It's a real scent, too. Not like 'fresh ocean air' or something like that. That's just silly.

Review's are nice, but I'm not expecting any.