Nobodies can't feel any emotions. We have to rely on our memories to know what it is like to have a heart and to relate to people who are whole.

All Nobodies know this even us, petty weak Dusks. Yet some how I found myself questioning my own lack of emotions at one point. Any one else would just call the "emotion" I felt an illusion or a memory flashback, but I will never believe that. It was real to me as real as getting punch in the face or falling into a lake.

It all started when I was sent on a mission at my home world. As I walked through a small field I sensed a young woman picking wild flowers in the sunshine. In that instant I felt a strong connection to her. More than anything I wanted in that moment for her to call my name, "Chad! What are you doing over there? Get over here and help me." The giggling voice I heard in my head was only an old memory, but it was sweet to imagine it to be her voice.

In my moment of weakness, I slowly walked toward her. I made as much sound as I could with each step. I wanted her to know I was there.

"You picking flowers for someone?" The young lady asked without looking up at me. I could hear the friendly smile in her voice. I unzipped my mouth to speak, but I soon remembered I no longer have a voice.

The young woman turned her head and looked up at me. Instantly her face filled with terror and she let out a scream. The lady ran as far from the meadow as she could leaving the flowers she was picking scattered on the ground.

As she ran screaming into town a thought crashed into my head, "Don't you remember? You are not part of humanity anymore, Chad."

I squirmed over to the flowers she dropped and picked one up. As I twirled the small flower in my hand I looked into my memories searching for the emotion for this situation. The word dumbfounded came to mind. I could not recall the emotion that the word described, but it seemed to fit. I slowly picked up the remaining scattered flowers as I decided to bring them back to her. It was my fault she dropped them, which made it my responsibility to bring them back to her.

I tied up the small bouquet with a flower steam to keep it together. I twisted around and headed toward the rooftops. I found her presence exiting a gift shop a little too close to a band of heartless. I leaped down from the housetop and placed the bouquet on a nearby bench. The heartless encircled the young maiden. I sprung into action. I walked upside down in the air and hit the armored heartless in the face. Then I crinkled myself into a ball and slapped another heartless with my feet. I easily kept the young woman from getting injured with my unique fighting technique.

After two of the five heartless were defeated the maiden ran back inside the store. I continued fighting the heartless until they all disappeared.

I moved the small bouquet closer to the door so that it was more likely to be seen. As I started to walk away I heard two women quarreling. One had the voice of the youth that was picking flowers and the other had a familiar voice that I couldn't quite recall.

"Lily, you need to be more careful when you go out."

Suddenly it hit me. I knew why the other voice sounded so familiar. "Chad! What are you doing over there? Get over here and help me." It was the giggling voice of my wife before everything happened. We were together before the heartless came, and before I disappeared.

"How about Madison? That's a good name for a girl."

I cringe a little at the thought of naming our baby that. The only Madison I knew was a horrible poodle that attacked people and was later put down. "I've always liked the name Lily."

"You want to name our kid after a plant? I don't think I'll ever understand you, Chad." She replies as she looks up from the booties she is knitting.

I hear something fall outside. I get up from my chair by the fire and look out the window. There is a swarm of heartless covering the neighborhood.

"Honey, what is it?" Mary asks me.

I put on my "protect the family" face, "Stay here, and what ever you do don't go outside." I pick up my sword from the closet and hurry out the door. I hear Mary wish me good luck before I shut the door behind me.

"But Mom! They appeared out of nowhere. Careful won't do me any good. I need to learn how to fight, Mom."

"Lily, we talked about this…"

A smile fell onto my face. "They are both alive and well."I thought to myself. I was able to protect my family after all. Without realizing it I found the emotion that fits this moment, contentment.