Xigbar/Luxord

Humor/General


In which Luxord is being contemplative and Xigbar is looking for a target to practice on. He pushes Luxord out of his chair, Luxord falls and the games begin.

This is a two-shot.


The meeting had ended long ago and the Nobodies dismissed. The Superior left first, as always, quick to make his escape to who knows where. Next had been Saix, who always seemed to be waiting for a chance to hand out assignments and had been given the perfect excuse. The others had filed out one by one after that. Axel quickly followed Saix, never far behind him even as they kept their distance now that the two former friends had joined. Marluxia was next, seeming amused as he chatted leisurely with Larxene. Demyx had chosen to escape as quickly as he could after that, wanting nothing more than to go goof off. He'd been changed too young, at the crux of his life, and as such didn't seem to know what to do with himself or where he belonged. After that, the others had left but Luxord had long since stopped paying attention. His mind was elsewhere, far away from the Organization and it's members. No, he was contemplating why he joined in the first place.


He had been from a small town in a world none of the Organization had deemed worthy of visiting until it was overrun with Heartless. After that, the Superior had sent two members to search it to see if they couldn't find another like him. He would never forget that day as long as he lived. Well, if you could call his existence now 'living' which was certainly not what he considered it to be. He'd been with his family, his eight younger brothers and his baby sister. His mother was still in bed, recovering from the latest cold to waylay her. After giving birth and raising ten children, she no longer had the strength to fight off a simple cold. Not that she couldn't still keep her brood in line, even bedridden. His father was returning from the market, which they on the edge of toward the center of the village. Luxord, then Rolud, had been tasked with watching his siblings as he was the oldest.

He was calling to the twins, trying to get them from tackling their father and upsetting the bundle in his arms, when it happened. The screams started, first in the middle of town but quickly rushing towards them like a wave. His father stiffened, dropped the bundle and ignored the spilled contents, which probably contained what was supposed to be their food for the week. He began shoving his sons toward him, who quickly grabbed his brothers and ushered them inside. He picked up the younger ones and carried them inside, glancing back just in time to see them. Strange black creatures with creepy glowing yellow eyes coming for them. His father brushed past him, grabbing the other children and running with them inside. Putting the siblings he was carrying down inside, Lux had closed the door, barring it to stop the creatures from accessing and killing his family as he'd seen them doing to others outside. His father ran to the back, to be with his wife and protect his beloved. It fell on his shoulders, then, to protect his siblings. When the creatures came spilling in through the weak wooden door, it was him that they met with first and it was him who fought to protect his family. Not that it did any good. As a fourteen year old boy, he had merely been devastated by the tidal wave of Heartless and become…what he was today, a Nobody.

When Xaldin and Xigbar came looking for signs of Nobodies, they hadn't found any trace of his village. In an attempt to kill off the creatures, someone or maybe a group of people, had burned the whole town to the ground. It hadn't made a difference. When Luxord emerged a Nobody, the Heartless were gone and so was any sign of life in the place beside the crackling fire. He let the fire burn itself out, watching as his childhood home was reduced to a charred skeletal frame of what it once was. He was standing in the midst of it when they found him. It had been them who dragged him away from the devastation, them who had offered to take him to the Superior. It was the Superior who finally explained to him what had happened, what he was. At the time, when the Superior offered him a place in the Organization, he'd accepted without thinking. He wanted a way to reverse this, he wanted a way to reverse the Heartless and not just the Nobodies. He was desperately clinging to the hope that he might one day be reunited with his family again.


Listening to the Superior today, Luxord was beginning to doubt that would ever happen. He had no thoughts on betraying the Organization. He was still loyal only to Organization XIII but that was more because he had no where else to go, no one else to turn to. He couldn't help but wonder if things had been different, would he have chosen a different path? Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Xigbar appearing behind him, didn't see the mischievous look in his good eye or the grin covering his face. He didn't even notice that he wasn't alone anymore until he felt the hand on his back, propelling him forward. Suddenly falling out of that large Organization chair, Luxord did what he did best. He slowed time so that he would hit the floor rather softly instead of the hard thud the prankster had no doubt envisioned for him. He glared at Xigbar when he landed, which seemed only moments later but had taken an eternity for him.

"Bloody hell. What was that all about?" No sooner had the words escaped his mouth than he was pelted with a dart gun by the grinning ponytailed man.

"Tag! You're it!" He cackled, disappearing from the room. The game was on.

Luxord hotfooted after him, grinning like he hadn't done in years. Xigbar tended to have that effect on him. He relaxed, loosened up, and generally just let go.