I do not own Kingdom Hearts. None of these characters are mine, however, the plotline is. I would appreciate advice and helpful comments. Thank you for your time, and I hope you enjoy.

I listen to him

True, we don't have hearts. We aren't supposed to feel, but his music paints a picture in my mind that is so beautiful, and colorful…There has to be more than emptiness inside of him. Every single day, he stops me in my tracks with his melodies. He sits in his room, alone, and strums endlessly at his instrument, singing with so lovely a voice…

I sit in front of his door, to listen….to think. I hate thinking. I get too deep, and begin to ask questions that can't be answered, and probably never will be. It kills me inside… He's so beautiful…and I'm trying not to think.

I wonder if he feels the same way about his music…no…its too effortless for him. He plays a specific tune every time I sit by his door…always pushes me over the edge. It's too beautiful. So abnormally beautiful, and I think too much whenever I hear it. The way he starts with plucking, and goes gradually into strumming, still keeping his plucking background, but sounding ever so smooth. And the lyrics are deep with vocals have the same effect as hypnosis. I can't stay for this song….I do what I always do, and run away from beauty…from color… I run away from him.

Never leave your place…everything is black and white…kept that way to deflate the imagination. Is it so bad that I want to learn? I- I want to understand, and I want to feel…I know I shouldn't. Nobodies can't feel…can't understand what it is to feel…Xemnas made that clear to us when we first arrived at this…this….place. No…I can't feel…I can't want…I am nothing….no one…so I put on my unwavering, emotionless exterior, and never let it fall. Well….almost never…

I'll retreat to the library after every encounter I experience with his music, and I read. I'll try to learn, and I'll fail, but Demyx….he gives me reason to believe that maybe I can…I con do anything. Maybe, I can get out of this unequivocal castle…go to more colorful places…more musical places. I could steal him away…yes…I could hold my blonde beauty instead of running from him. Deep blue waters and green foliage…..my arms wrapped around Demyx…my Demyx….fondling his soft, golden hair as he played his song. Our song…the song I used to flee from…

I don't have a heart…I'm not supposed to feel…I cant leave my dismal prison…but someday, I will….and I'll take him with me. I'm not supposed to dream, but I do…I dream of him…and of his beauty, and how one day, I'll be able to face him.

Demyx….Take me away…