Eyes that Watch
Xemnas turned around again. Once more he felt it, that strange feeling someone was watching him. He shrugged it off and continued down the stairs. Other than those feelings, everything was going according to plan. The keyblade bearer was killing plenty of heartless, feeding his Kingdom Hearts. He knew he should be pleased, but he wasn't. He just didn't feel… satisfied.
Xemnas knew he couldn't really feel satisfied. He had no heart with which to feel, but that didn't stop him from searching for ways to feel so. Today he had tried baking cookies and torturing innocent people, other days he tried other things, but nothing seemed to work.
The only time he felt any sort of feeling was when he had that feeling someone was watching him. At first Xemnas felt harassed and stalked, but soon came to like it. He was glad to be feeling anything. The only other thing close to a feeling that he had felt before was boredom, which just made him squirm, which made him look unprofessional to the rest of the Organization, so he mostly just cut it off.
He reached the bottom of the stairs and paused. There it is again, he thought. The feelings were getting more frequent, which half of him found pleasing and half found creepy. They seemed even more numerous when he was in the bathroom, especially the shower, scrubbing away the dirt of the day.
As he walked down the hall, Xemnas thought he saw the faint outline of a tall figure in the shadows, but he blinked and it was gone. Somehow he drew a sense of… comfort… from that fleeting figure, as if it were lending him feelings. He believed he could keep these feelings for good, if only he had a heart to store them. The kingdom-crafter (zomgz a kenning) kept walking, not even realizing he was starting to long for that feeling again.
The day wore on as Xemnas went about his business. Xigbar asked if he could have more heartless to attack Sora with, Demyx asking for the six hundredth time whether it was absolutely necessary for him to interfere, and couldn't he just play his sitar in peace? All this time thoughts of his Watcher were eating away at his normal thoughts, beginning to multiply and spread like cancerous cells, until he became obsessed with that figure he saw in the shadows.
His eyes kept going toward the darker corners, returning over and over. He didn't want any chance of missing the figure if it should appear again. He began dismissing every question with an, "Uhh, yeah, sure," making many very happy. This is how many of the Organization members became able to pay for the expensive upkeep of their hair.
Xemnas couldn't sleep that night. He couldn't sop thinking about the figure and the feelings it lent him. Could this be what it's like to have a heart? he asked himself. In that case, he knew he would have to speed up Kingdom Heart's creation. But what will I do in the meantime, he asked himself, just wait for that figure to reappear? He still felt the feelings that someone was watching him, almost all the time, but it wasn't enough to satisfy him now that he had seen the figure, and felt the intensity of its feeling. How he longed to see that figure again.
He got out of bed when the sun rose. Again the feeling someone was watching him, but he didn't care. He wanted to see the figure with all of his being. With that thought he got dressed and went into his study where Saix was waiting for him.
Saix had on a pair of secretary glasses with the chain so he could take them off and not have to worry about where he put them. Before this chain he was always losing his glasses. He also had what looked like a photograph in his hands.
He brought his glasses to the bridge of his nose and indicated toward the photograph. "We just received this," he said, showing Xemnas the picture, "We may have to keep an eye on her…" He kept talking, but Xemnas just stared at the picture.
It was a… woman… if you could call her that. She had a very skinny, long, green face outlined in black with big arched eyebrows. She was smiling in that picture, the smile of one who did not normally smile, the smile of someone in a very awkward position. I wouldn't mind keeping my eye on her, Xemnas thought to himself. Then he realized… the horns, the height, it all matched. This was the figure he had seen in the shadows.
Except for the feeling, everything matched. He felt no feeling from this picture, as it was only a depiction of the figure. He only got a slight memory of the feeling from the initial viewing of the picture, and none after.
It was then he realized what he must do. He must complete Kingdom Hearts. The figure had lent him a feeling of… happiness… sadness… longing… he believed they were called, but he knew it was not his own feelings, but the figure's. He knew he must finish Kingdom Hearts so he could love the figure. He wanted to love that figure, to return the pleasure it had lent him.
The End .