-Five Words Five Ways – Organisation Style-

-First up: Demyx-

Number One: Damp

(Setting: A beach)

"Whose idea was it to take me to the beach, of all places, for exercise? And with you, the water elemental, no less?"

"Believe it or not, it was the Superior's idea."

"Bet I can guess why...Demyx, what the hell are you doing?"

"Seeing how wet I can make you. Dance water dance!"

"I'm perfectly content sitting here on this – hey!"

"Soaked!"

"Grr...This is my only set of clothing, too. Don't follow me!"

"Aww...heh, Axel owes me some munny now."

"Why?"

"We had a bet to see who could get you out of your normal clothes first. Here, the Superior wanted me to bring this with me."

"...you people really don't have anything better to do with your time, do you?"

"Nope!"

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Number Two: Doctor

(Setting: Tora's room)

"Hold still, wimp."

"Get 'em out! Get 'em out! Get 'em out!"

"This is what you get for pissing off Marluxia. And...will you stop looking at me like that? Stop fantasising about me!"

"How could you tell?"

"...even Axel is more subtle than you."

"Oh. Is that all of them, Tora?"

"Yep. Hm, I think I'll keep these because-"

"Because they were in me?"

"-because I can study them for medicinal purposes. I need to thank Marluxia later..."

"Oh. Thank you, Tora."

"You're welcome, Demyx. Although, at the rate of your clumsiness, I'd say you injure yourself on purpose just so you can see me."

"Whatever gives you that idea?"

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Number Three: Pad

(Setting: Tora's room, then Demyx's room)

"Whatcha doing, Toxic Mage?"

"In order of your statement, I'm attempting to maintain my sanity while I'm here, and don't call me that."

"By writing? In that?!"

"I've realised that using my own body parts for writing is just asking for an early death."

"You can still use something else. Wait, I've got it! Come on!"

"Ow! Demyx, let go! Ironically enough, you have an iron grip!"

"I know it's around here somewhere..."

"...this is your room? It reminds me of Ryu's childhood obsession-"

"Here!"

"...the bubbles are cute. Thanks, Melodious Nocturne."

"How come you don't like me calling you the Toxic Mage? The superior calls you it."

"That's for two reasons. One: he's a bit more powerful than me. Two: I actually hate my name. So strum on that."

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Number Four: Soldier

(Setting: The train tower in Twilight Town [Say that three times fast])

"What's your brother like, Tora?"

"What brought that up?"

"Curiosity."

"And everyone says I'm bad...Ryu reminds me of that soldier that keeps jumping into the thick of war as self-punishment."

"Keeps coming back for more, huh?"

"Yeah. But he does it to protect me and every one of his friends."

"Sounds like you two are tight."

"We're all we've got after our world disappeared and after the discovery of my true identity."

"Do you think that you'll ever be that close to anyone else as you are to Ryu?"

"I'd like to think so. However, it's not me I worry about, it's everyone else. If they wish to let me in, they can do so. I won't pressure them."

"You sure do worry about everyone else..."

"...was that supposed to be flattering?"

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Number Five: Wish

(Setting: The castle garden)

"Demyx! Demyx, look!"

"That's probably Xigbar mucking around again."

"No matter what, it's still a shooting star. Come on!"

"What are you doing, Tora?"

"Come on Dem, everyone knows to make a wish on a shooting star! But you can't tell anyone, or it won't come true."

"Okay, I'll make a wish for the both of us."

"...made your wish yet?"

"Yep."

"Know any songs about wishes and wishing?"

"I'm going to respond with the obvious statement: Duh!"

"Can I sing along?"

"I thought you'd never ask."