Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Gran Turismo 4, or anything associated with it, other than a PS2, Kingdom Hearts One, and KH: Chain of Memories. Now on to the collection of stories!

Please note that all of these stories will be Ansem-centric and have various genres because I am going to write a collection of short stories for each of my favorite stories. Ansem gets to be lucky number one. Away we go!

Story Number One:

The Camera Adds Ten Pounds…

Genre: Humor

Characters: Ansem

"Darn that Sora kid," Ansem growled as he walked into his house, "I can't go for a walk without him and his weird friends attacking me anymore…"

The Seeker of Darkness turned on his television set and his PS2 game consol. The start menu for Kingdom Hearts appeared, much to his surprise- he had expected to be playing Gran Turismo 4. He shrugged it off- Kitsunaka must have been playing again and had forgotten to replace it with his game. Finding himself interested, he started playing, nonstop, for one day straight, from beginning to end.

Soon, he reached the point in the game where he had to fight himself. He paused it at a spot where it showed his whole body and stared at the screen for a moment before he said five words:

"I am not that fat."

Story Number Two:

Angel Ears

Genre: Romance/Horror

Characters: Ansem and Kitsunaka

Ansem lied down on his bed, Kitsunaka snuggling up next to him. He casually draped an arm around her and she nipped his right ear affectionately… again and again and again and again and again. Finally, he stopped her and asked, "Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" Kitsunaka asked as she bit him gently again.

"That. You always chew on my right ear; I'm afraid I'm going to get scabs on it. If you must chew on my ear, why not switch to the left one every now and then to even it out?"

"The right one tastes better."

"You cannot possibly know that."

"Why not?"

"Because you've never tasted my left ear."

Kitsunaka cocked her head, moved toward the other side of Ansem's head, and nibbled his left ear.

"No… the right one is better; I'm sure of it."

"They taste the same," Ansem sighed.

"And how do you know?" Kitsunaka raised a slender eyebrow.

"Because yours taste the same," Ansem replied.

"But you've never chewed on my ears," Kitsunaka said questioningly, "So how could you know?"

"Hmm… true," Ansem said mischievously. He leaned to her and bit each of her ears tenderly, careful not to hurt her. "You you were correct," he said, "The right ear does taste better."

"Well, if it's true that an angel whispers sweet things and good advice on your right shoulder, and a demon says bad things and tempts you toward evil on your left, then it makes sense that your right ear should be sweeter than the left," Kitsunaka said before lovingly another little loving nip at his right ear.

"Well, now we have a problem," Ansem said, "If you chew my right ear, then I cannot turn and chew yours. If I nibble your right ear, you cannot reach mine."

"There's always another way," she said in a voice that worried Ansem. She lowered her head and nipped his neck harder than she should have. He pulled away, but she was determined. Her fangs grew longer and pierced his neck, sinking into his skin, and, in passing, burst the wall of the great vein of life.

"Why?" he asked as life faded from him again and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry," Kitsunaka said tenderly, "It will feel odd at first, but you'll get used to it. We'll be together… forever. Now, hush, my dear, hush…"