The Little Love that Couldn't

Maleficent was not having a good day. She had to kill two of her best servants for disobeying her and some loser with a keyblade was killing a good deal of the heartless she had worked so hard to gather. Even going out and destroying the occasional pedestrian passing by wouldn't brighten her mood. It was one of the worst days in a while. But it would be getting better.

Lately she had been getting better at using her magic to stalk people. Yes, it did cut down on the amount of calories burned, but she could stand to gain a little weight. She had started to get the art of zooming in on people in large crowds now, and exploring places she had never even been. Maleficent had decided to practice this skill that afternoon, but didn't get to it until later because of the terrible day she had been having.

She quite enjoyed many things she saw, distant dungeons with people being tortured, fires devastating the countryside, but what she would enjoy most she would see tonight.

As she viewed across the worlds, she came across a room full of people in black robes. She would have normally just kept looking, but something, someone, had caught her eye. It was a flash of silver that made Maleficent stop, and she went back to that flash and zoomed in. It was silver hair.

An immediate calm went over her. She found the stress of the day beginning to wane as she looked into that face, the beautifully carved face with frame of silver. Maleficent just watched the man talk, watched him listen, paying no attention to what was said. She just stood in awe, wondering how anything could be that lovely.

Maleficent started listening to what he was saying. He kept going on and on and about some place called "Kingdom Hearts." Not even knowing what it was, she felt a pang of jealousy, barely knowing what had caused it. She heard someone say "Xemnas," and the man looked toward the voice.

"Xemnas," she thought, "must be his name." She just stood there watching for a while, until Pete came in. With a wave of her hand the image went away and she felt suddenly lonely, and they day's stress piled back on her again.

"What!" Maleficent snapped, "Why have you disturbed me in my solitude!" She hated Pete, he was always messing up and needed some slim fast. Badly.

"Well, uhhh, I just wanted to tell you, ummm, that…"

She didn't even bother to listen. She knew right when he walked in he had failed at whatever he was supposed to be doing, which she couldn't remember right now. All she could think about was Xemnas, whom she didn't even know. She had to know him. She knew right then it would consume her until they met. That was all she would be able to think about.

Finally Pete left the room and Maleficent was alone again. She waved her hand and the image appeared again, but this time with some little boy picking his nose. She whispered, "Xemnas," and he appeared again. He was alone now, just sitting there thinking. Maleficent couldn't help but notice how intelligent he looked and could only imagine what kind of ideas were going though his head, what kind of plans he could be making. Certainly none with me, she thought, he doesn't even know of me… yet.

But the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it could never be. She knew the black robe he wore was that of Organization XIII. She could tell by the look on his face, the way everyone had talked to him, that he was very high up, possibly even the leader. In order to reach her goal, she would have to ignore her feelings. The two would conflict, and possibly lead to some bad decision making on her part, which Maleficent knew she couldn't afford. She would have to be content just watching him.

The End