A/N: Okay, so this is a story that I'm working on. It is not canon, and is half AU. Half in the fact that some worlds present in this do not exist in the KH series, whilst some do.
Please stick with this, it may be corny, but the plot will slowly be told. It wil also be shorter than my previous stories, I think.
I looked up at the darkened sky, and saw a reflection of my own pitch-black soul. I wept softly, a solitary tear running down my face and black coat, before being swallowed up by the dark abyss off the stone cliff-face. Wind suddeny rushed from behind me, pushing my long hair further into my face, and I quickly composed myself, ceasing my sobbing and slouching. I heard heavy footsteps from behind me, as if someone was treading forcefully, letting me know that they were there. I then felt a cool gloved hand upon my shoulder, squeezing it gently, so I looked up. I saw a man's face, blonde-haired, a dirty blonde with a goatee that was soft to the touch. I smiled with joy as he sat down with me on the stony precipice, softly illuminated by silvery moonlight.
"I'm glad that I found you here. Some of us were getting worried, you know. Especially me." the man stated warmly, one arm draped around my shoulder. I merely looked downward, another tear falling from my face.
"Zexion…", the man started, "I've brought gifts from Roxas & Axel, they hope you feel better soon… as do I, my Zexy." the man stated holding me close as he opened up the wicker basket that he had brought with him. He showed me a fire in a bottle, and I smiled gently, as I knew this would've been one of Axel's prized possessions, an Undying Flame. Opening the hamper wide, I could see that the rest was filled with savoury treats and delicious desserts, which made my stomach grumble in hunger and appreciation.
"Luxy… t-thanks. C-can we t-talk while playing a g-game of something?" I stammered, partially due to the cold, and partially due to my sadness. Luxord, or Luxy as I prefer, stared softly at me, nodding and smiling gently at me before helping me up.
We walked a small while, not too far, until we saw a part of the old stone complex that still had part of it's roof, and some fossilized remains of furniture. Luxord smiled and squeezed my shoulder gently and I remembered that this was partially his gift at work; the ability to distort time, let it run fast or slow to suit any situation, like now, he had seemingly moved time very far forward in the future so we could enjoy our solitude.
"T-thank you, Luxy." I stated appreciatively and kissed his cheek softly, making him smile. We started to unpack the basket, having food here to last us for at least four meals. Savoury biscuits, chocolate, muffins, even tea and scones, food items Luxord has a particular weakness for, given his upbringing. As well as his accent, very suave, and… mysterious. He says he's from a place called 'Britain' and there are a lot of people there. I know he's telling the truth, for my talent is illusion, in all it's forms.
"Anything to make you smile, Zexy. Now, what has troubled you? You've been here frequently, as of late." Luxord asked as he handed my hand of five cards for poker. It was his favourite game, and he had slowly introduced me to it, as long as we didn't bet anything, because Luxord would always win.
I picked up a biscuit and bit a piece off, ruminating over my answer and what I was to do with my cards as well. They weren't the best hand, and I decided that I wasn't too interested in it really.
"I… I'm not sure I belong in the Organization anymore, Luxy… I don't think I fit." I responded, looking downcast, my face covered in shadow from Axel's light. I picked two cards from my hand and exchanged them for the ones on the decks top.
"Zexy… how could you not belong? You are one of the Starting Six, you began it all! Are you having second thoughts about the path you've chosen?" Luxord asked, sounding concerned and shocked, mouth agape.
"No, I don't regret what I've done. But Xemnas… He says we can't have feelings, because of our stature as Nobodies… But, I feel things, despair, terror… love." I responded, trailing off, as I stare downward, feeling somewhat foolish for admtting this.
"Zexy, I'm glad you've said that. Axel & Roxas are having similar thoughts, and I think that we don't belong here either. We're feeling things, and the others would never understand. And if they could, they'd dissect us like lab rats in order to have what we do. I feel things too… care, happiness and love too. I want to be with you, Zexy, and that's why I think we have to leave." Luxord stated, beaming at me, filling me up with confidence I never knew that I had.
"What if we get away? Then what? What if they find us?" I asked, moving closer to him now, food and cards left forgotten, happy that he returned my feelings, that what we have isreal, when most of what I know is illusionary.
"We'll survive. We can always hide out in another world if need be. And if they come looking for us, we'll fight back. I'm not losing you, not losing what we have. Never." Luxord stated, softly kissing my cheek, instilling me with pride and I kissed him square on the lips. Hugging and kissing occasionally, we lay there calmly, the fire flickering across our faces, before he broke away from me softly.
"We should get Axel & Roxas, if they're going to come with us. Do you want to come, Zexy?" Luxord asked, head cocked to the side inquisitively.
"Yes, I do. I started this, now it's time to break free from my old self." I replied, standing up and brushing the dirt off my knees.
"Let's go then, sweetheart." Luxord stated, conjuring a black portal before holding my hand and transporting us back into our white prison briefly.
But we will be free.
A/N: So, what did you think? Let me know by sending a review, regardless of opinion! Thanks!
~CloudOfDarkness'sProtege
