She waited patiently by the back door like she always did. Anxiously sliding the screen open when he arrived. Her black hair was always up in a bun, but only when waiting for him. He liked her hair up. She would always wear blue, for him. He liked blue. She never knew why, but he loved the color blue. Maybe because it reminded him of water, and water meant freedom to him. But she always wore it for him. So now, when he comes in the night, she wears blue, with her hair up in a bun- just for him- she constantly reminds herself to assure his happiness. The door would close silently after him, too, and would be locked. The cat would affectionatly rub against their legs when they arrived in the living area; the fur would stick to his pants. So she waited for him one night.

And waited.

And waited.

All night, she was up, waiting for him to come home. So she could put down her hair, and take off the hideous blue into their bed together, and wake up when they felt rested. But after that night, he never came home. She never saw his blonde hair flow behind him in a loose ponytail when he got home with his white lab coat on. Never again did she see her creator with his creepy laugh, his faded green eyes, and pale yellow locks.

No.

Yukia never saw Vexen again after that.

Yukia stetched her arms over her head, and yawned heartily. She glanced quickly at the clock by her bedside, and wanted to groan. School started soon, and she got up too late. Her old mattress creaked in refusal of her movement, and bounced up again as she walked to her bathroom. Running the pale blue brush throughout her long, black tresses, she tied it up into a tight bun, then speedily got her uniform on. The blue hair ribbon was sloppily and loosely tied into her hair, but she walked out the back door and jumped the backyard fence. Yukia then made her way to the schoolyard, hoping something intresting would happen.

School ended faster than Yukia would have liked, and she stopped at the beach to enjoy the early sunset. A small black spot appeared at the other side of the sany beach. It approached cautiously towards her, and looked up at Yukina with big, golden eyes. It then held out what looked like a hand to her, and a hooded figure appeared behind it. The blue colar twisted with the black creatue's every move. And, out of pure curiosity and naiveness, she looked at the hooded figure.

"Who are you?" she said flatly, taking half a step backwards and away from this... thing.

The hooded person tsked, and reached it's hands up to put down the black hood. He had a mullet sort of hairstyle, and his dirty blonde fringe fell messily into his eyes. His smile was wide and slightly suspicious to Yukia, and she cautiously blinked her eyes.

Once.

Twice.

He was still there, so she wearily asked again, "Who are you?"

"Me?" he giggled out loud and stared at her. "I'm Demyx. You must be Yukia! You're very pretty..."

Yukia looked taken aback, and she stuttered a reply, "H-how do you know me...? D-Demyx, right?"

"That's right!" he picked up the black creature and snuggled it. "This is my heartless. Better watch out, he just might getcha!"

She looked scared, and muttered incoherent words to herself, like assuring she was sane. "Why are you here, Demyx?"

"To get you, Yukia." he smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling her alongside him. Opening a portal, he dragged her unwilling form through it, and brought her to The World That Never Was. "This is where I live!" Demyx acted excitedly, and dragged her through the halls of The Castle That Never Was; passing by a red-headed man and a short blonde one.

"Demyx," The blonde said. "Who is she?"

"This is Yukia!" He grinned and showed Yukia off like a prize he won in a game.

"Did Xemnas order you to get her, or is she here just because?" the red-ead said slyly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"No, silly Axel!" Demyx halted and turned to face them, Yukia in hand. "Xemnas wanted her here for whatever reason. I was just sent to get her."

Yukia was gently nudged through the door to Xemnas's office by Demyx, and she was afriad of the silver-haired member before her.

"Is this her, Demyx?" his deep voice resonated and echoed across the large room, scaring Yukia more than she was.

"Yessir!" Demyx still looked cheerful, even with him in the room. "This is her, I made sure of it!!"

Xemnas rolled his eyes and grabbed Yukia's chin, forcing her to look at him. "This is the lost experiment, correct Vexen?"

Vexen, Yukia thought. Haven't I heard that from somewhere before...?

The Chilly Acedemic came out from the shadows of darkness, and nodded his head slowly.

"Yes," his voice also echoed off the walls. "This is her. My successful experiment."

A/N:

What do you think? This is my first-ever [posted] Kingdom Hearts story on FanFiction! I hope to make this into a small series, if possible. I enjoy writing about the Org. XIII members, though sometimes I get a bit OOC.

Please Read and Reveiw!