A/N: And so it begins! I'm back for Xigbar's February (for more details on the little self-challenge this is for, see my profile), and I'm looking forward to it! ^_^
I chose this style for Xiggie cause I wanna capture his personality a little, and even if I'm failing at that, at least it's an easier style to write in! ^^" And donn't be worried if he sounds whiny, please. XigXem is just suuuuuuuuper difficult. Lmao.
Well, enjoy! (I think I'm a little late with this)
Xemnas? You want me to talk about Xemnas? The guy's our oh so spooky and mysterious leader, simple as that. He sits around acting all high and mighty, then buggers off to his Room of Sleep, Room of Awakening, Room of... Toenails, for all I know! He let me anywhere near any of 'em! You know how frustrating that is for someone like me?!
I gather info, y'know? It's my specialty - and old 'Mother Superior' is keeping me from enjoying it! All of the stuff that's really interesting is kept dangling in front of nose by that guy, and he likes it! I swear!
And y'know, sometimes I'm convinced he doesn't see me. Of course, invisibility could be really handy in my profession, it might get me closer to my goal, but when you're sitting there and his eyes just gloss over you like you're made of glass? Not cool.
But it's always been like that. When I still had a heart, and I first became one of Ansem's Awesome Apprentices, the guy completely ignored me! Xehanort, the Chosen One, always with his stuck in a book and no time to say 'boo' to a goose? To acknowledge anyone?
It didn't even stop there/ All six of us wake up heartless in that dumb castle, and what's the first thing he says to me? "Who are you?" Like we hadn't been working together for years? Did the transformation make me age until I was unrecognisable or something?
No! I'm Xigbar! Or... Braig if ya wanna get technical.
But seriously, it pisses me off! All I want is some respect, but the guy is impossible. You can never tell what he's thinking, only what that crocodile grin on his face wants you to think he's thinking!
Well, if I can't get respect, I'll get that info! I'll find out what's going on in the Number One seat, and I'll work out what that guys planning with his blue-haired puppy dog.
It's my specialty, right?