I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS
Characters belong to Square-Enix
Phobia
By: Deleterious A.
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Chapter 1: Onomatophobia
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One more drop.
Just one more drop until the potion was complete.
Vexen expected an accursed neophyte to poof in at any second to ruin his experiment at the last second. But as he put the final drop in and set the vial he used to drip the substance with aside, he was mildly surprised that no one barged in on him. Unsure if the potion was going to work, Vexen gave a small dose of it to one of his inactive replicas.
For an hour, Vexen examined the replica, marking down the development of the heart. Vexen was thrilled to learn…
His experiment was a success!
Vexen quickly reported the development to his superior, Xemnas, and together the two of them filled shot glasses with the potion. One shot glass per person should do the trick. As more nobodies gathered into the room, they stared at the shot glasses in confusion.
"Organization XIII." Xemnas started, raising his hands up high as he did to Kingdom Hearts many times, "Vexen has created a potion that will regenerate our hearts!" After a few cheers, Vexen gave the nobodies a signal to shut up and become silent. "We each take a shot of the potion. Within an hour, our hearts will reform inside us." Xemnas finished explaining.
Everyone snatched a shot glass of the potion Vexen made. Most everyone cheered and celebrated, drinking down the potion in one gulp.
For the next hour, as their hearts re-developed, the 15 nobodies partied. A thing that was rarely done in The World that Never Was. During this time, they actually laughed, had fun, and most of all, actually tolerated and even enjoyed everyone's company.
The group relaxed against their chairs in the living room at their castle. Larxene was leaning on Marluxia, exhausted from frequently shocking Xigbar (He and Luxord got too drunk to feel the pain), while Marluxia rested his arms behind his head.
"How's everyone feeling?" Vexen finally spoke up, emerald eyes looking around. Everyone replied that they were feeling fine, happier even.
Glad that his experiment was a success, the Chilly Academic left and went to bed.
He was tired from all the work and excitement.
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The next morning seemed to be fine. Everyone still looked well when Vexen entered the kitchen. Xaldin had resumed his role as the castle's chef, but Larxene wasn't showing any sign of her usual sadistic personality.
Vexen took his seat as Xaldin set a plate of food in front of him.
Xemnas sat up and coughed, gathering the attention of all fifteen nobodies in the room, "Look. Everyone. We need to discuss… about the Keyblader. I do believe the king has warned him of our return. If that is so, the Keyblader would be out to kill us again."
Xion frowned, quietly listening as Naminé asked, "Should I make him forget?"
Xemnas nodded quickly, "It's for the best. Sora may-" Xemnas was intruded by a thunk of a chair falling to the ground, along with a soft cry from Demyx. Xemnas looked over to see Demyx shaking, and backing away. "Demyx?"
"Demyx, what's with you?" Zexion asked as he glanced over at the panicking nocturne.
"I-I don't know…" Demyx cried out, pressing his back up against the cupboard.
Xemnas sighed, "Sora-"
Demyx screamed and fled the room. Everyone stared until the fleeing nocturne was gone.
"What… the hell?" Said Larxene, confused over the Melodious Nocturne's actions.
Zexion tilted his head, "Does he fear Sora…?"
"But then he would've reacted after we said Keyblader." Roxas spoke, "It wasn't until the name was said that-"
"The name?" Vexen paused, moving into thought, "If that is so, he somehow developed Onomatophobia to Sora's name…" Vexen cupped his chin, "perhaps I'll have to test this…"
Xemnas nodded, "Then you may do so. But for now, give the idiot some time to calm down, and lets eat our breakfast."
Vexen obeyed, and resumed eating his breakfast. Everyone else resumed eating as well, but concern grew for Demyx. Vexen had soon left to check on Demyx.
Marluxia stood up and stretched, before he leaned down by Larxene and whispered into her ear, "I'm going to investigate what the heck is going on with Demyx." He moved away from the woman, before leaving the room.
Marluxia stalked Vexen until they reached IX's door. Vexen knocked and called out softly, "Demyx?"
"…What?"
"May I come in?" Vexen asked. He smiled slightly as Demyx's door opened. Vexen let himself in, but closed the door on Marluxia before he too could enter. Marluxia simply cursed, before putting his ear to the door, listening.
"Demyx, are you scared of the Keyblader?"
"No…"
"Then why scream at his name?"
"Wha-I don't!"
"…Sora!"
Demyx shrieked and Marluxia had to move his ear away from the door as clawing sounds could be heard from the other side. Marluxia could hear footsteps hurrying to the door, and the clawing stop.
"Demyx! Calm down! For the love of darkness, STOP!"
Marluxia swung the door open and glanced over to see Vexen holding Demyx's arms behind him.
Vexen glanced up, and had a pleading look planted on his face, "Don't just stand there, HELP ME!"
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Once Demyx was calmed once more, Xemnas had to learn that Demyx officially had Onomatophobia, a fear of hearing a specific word.
The trigger for Demyx's Onomatophobia was the word, "Sora".