I'm working on my 100 themes, so don't get all uppity on my ass. Hey did you know that chapter six is up?

Typed while listening to Frou Frou's Psychobabble and Shh…good songs, good songs…

Umm…Xemnas…Saïx…The story behind the pair. In the same universe as my 100 themes, the following chapters are in the past, maybe about 3 years before Axel and Demyx.

Summary:

After the battle between the Key Bearer and the Luna Diviner, Xemnas reflects on the time he spent with the animalistic Saïx. Their first meeting, the near death experience, and even the first time Xemnas decided to trust someone other than himself. Rated M for ::stuff::

Words in Italics are Xemnas' thoughts of the past

Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN, BUT OH SO WANT


Commemoration of Things Long Past

Ch 1: Beyond Our Sky

XemSaï

Loki Nozumu


As it were, we six found ourselves entirely alone in the world we once inhabited. Soon we grew tired of our day to day routine, the study of Heartless made us only more envious when we all realized they stole our hearts as well. We relocated to a world much different, a world were it was always dark, a place only reachable by souls who knew the darkness and could command it as I found myself capable of doing. The darkness portals I created opened up into large tunnels filled with strange creatures the six of us have never laid our eyes upon.

Whatever the creatures were they began to attack, and I remember Xigbar being thoroughly spooked by these creatures. Afterwards he never wanted to do anything that involved going through all that again, but I dare say that that moment was short lived as I do remember myself talking him out of his fears. Albeit a tad forcefully.

But I digress, the world that we found on the other side was amazing, tall building lined what appeared to be the streets of a long abandoned city. On the outskirts we came across a run down castle, it beckoned to us and we came to live in it. We soon found that the world had a mind of it's own, the buildings and the castle always changing building upon itself as though it knew exactly what the future held.

Halls became twisted and changed into stair ways, at the top of the entire thing, an alter stood overlooking the tiny world. I found myself always attracted to that place. And it was there that I felt the worlds crying out, people with strong minds as well as hearts. At that time there was only faint mummers then the voices of the people grew louder and louder, penetrating the nothingness that my mind and body controlled. I could no longer resist the urge to find these voices, to take them and make them into a thing like me.

I decided on that day, that people who could show their hearts so easily deserved to become nothing, creatures who boldly went about wearing their hearts on their sleeves…They made me envious just like the heartless who stole my heart. From then until all thirteen of us were together, I set about destroying these people and bringing them to our world.

The first night was the only time I went myself and I remember it like it happened only nights ago. I heard a cry like no other I have heard before, a pounding in the back of my mind that made me fall back with such force that I could no longer stop myself. I went to find someone who would travel with me right then and there. ((1))

"Xigbar! Xigbar!!" Xemnas voice booms as he pounds on a metal door leading into the newly claimed room of his fellow scientist. "Damn it Xigbar, I know you hear me! You better open this damn door!"

"As if!" Xigbar's voice replies from inside the room. "I'm not going, you know that I could barely stand coming here. I don't enjoy that…Teleporting or whatever you call it." The man states, his voice sounding almost ashamed. "Get Dilan to go…And don't call me Xigbar."

"Xaldin is preoccupied. As is Vexen, Zexion, and Lexaeus. That leaves only you, Xigbar." Xemnas sneers, the silver haired man didn't understand why Xigbar hadn't accepted his change yet. All the others have, hell even some of them are enjoying their newfound powers. The only thing bad about their change is the idea that they have no hearts, no true emotions.

"Xemnas…No."

Xemnas rolls his amber eyes, before placing a gloved hand on the door in front of him. In seconds a large flowing black mass spreads from his palm to make an opening. The tan Nobody steps through that opening and enters Xigbar's room albeit forcefully.

His fellow Nobody, who was seated on the edge of the bed, jumps at the sight of his long time 'friend' appearing as if by magic in his room. "Xemnas!" The yellow-eyed man exclaims, jumping up from his bed, "T-that's not funny!" He remarks as Xemnas chuckles.

"Xigbar, Xigbar, Xigbar…Come now, can't you just feel it out there calling you? All those worlds, all those people carelessly carrying their hearts? Why if we could find someone like ourselves we could have another Nobody." Xemnas beams, placing a hand on his fellow Nobody's shoulder.

"This isn't something that a person would want…And it's not something that I'll force upon someone." Xigbar replies, jerking away from Xemnas' hand.

"It's not like you have a choice Xigbar. As my second in command you have to do something about our lacking numbers. I mean, think of it as destiny, this castle when constructed from the nothingness; a calling that lingers in the back of our minds… " Xemnas asks, opening the door with a wave of his hand.

"…" Xigbar stays silent, turning his head away from Xemnas' gaze.

"Exactly," Xemnas smirks, "it must mean…Something, am I right?" The amber eyed man states, heading for the door.

"…I…suppose."

Xemnas smirks, "So then you'll come with me…And we'll find these people who bother me so."

"But…I won't abet."

"I didn't expect you to, at least not now. Perhaps you'll change your mind when we arrive at our destination." Xemnas states coolly, leaning against the door frame.

"I doubt it..." The Freeshooter mummers, heading out the door pass Xemnas. He honestly had no idea why he was going along with Xemnas' plan. Perhaps it was the fact that he had been friends with his 'somebody' (As Xemnas calls all their Heartless, that is before he destroyed them.) for so long. Whatever it was it lead the yellow-eyed man down into a white empty room, one that was apparently created recently by the ever growing, never sleeping castle.

"We'll go from here, Xigbar." Xemnas states, looking over to his comrade. "Whatever we find, or who, we'll bring right back to this place. Understood?"

Xigbar rolls his eyes, Xehanort was always the one who wanted to be in charge and in his 'death' his wish came true, "Yes."

Xemnas smiles, knowing much too well that in the end he would win. He always did, it only came naturally. It helped greatly in the past, when he overthrew the scientist's mentor and stole the man's name. But that was another story altogether, one that Xemnas rather not explain for a long time.

The two nobodies call upon the power of darkness to create a portal to a new world, one obviously far beyond their own due to the long color shifting tunnel that the pair must travel across. Xigbar gulps, remembering when he was dragged through a tunnel much like this one by Lexaeus after he protested so at leaving his old home. But this time is different, he goes willingly following Xemnas closely while being stared at by those silver creatures that him and the others have yet to understand.

Xemnas smirks, amused by these creatures; their wit was remarkable as they gathered so close to him. The group constantly at his feet, swirling around his legs as he walks and flipping up into the air. Very curious creatures to study in the future.

"H-hey, Xemnas…Where exactly are we going?" Xigbar asks, narrowly dodging one of the creatures as it clawed out at him.

"That's a good question." Xemnas smirks, in truth he did know where he was going. But where exactly, he didn't. Following an urge can only get you so far, but apparently the darkness knew just where to go as when Xemnas and Xigbar stepped out to the other side they found themselves in a cold dead wasteland.

A forest of dead trees and snow for all the eyes to see, underneath their boots crunched the snow as they took a few steps. Not even the sun of this world could penetrate the dark clouds that hung over head, bringing yet more snow into the area.

"Well, obviously, it's somewhere far beyond our world…Far beyond any we have seen to date." Xemnas states, his words coming out in bursts of fog. The cold didn't seem to effect him all that much, but his companion on the other hand…

Xigbar stares up at Xemnas, his arms folded tightly against his chest. "Xemnas, it's too cold." He states, shivering slightly.

"Then I suppose we'll have to wait for the snow to stop falling then, if it effects you so much." Xemnas sighs and rolls his eyes, a delay is just what he needs now. If only the man had brought Number Four instead…

The pair walk off in the snow to find some type of shelter. One completely comfortable in the freezing wastes, the other not so much. Behind them, nary ten feet away, a pair of cold mud brown eyes watch their retreating backsides intently.

Suddenly, just as soon as they appeared they disappear. The owner of these eyes no doubt heads off to follow these strange newcomers as they dissolve behind a curtain of falling snow.


Thank you spell check. Thank you readers! So, did you like this chapter?

So, anyways…Who's the owner of those brown eyes, and just what do they have to do with Xemnas' and Xigbar's little 'adventure'? And will Xigbar ever get warm? You'll find all that out and more in the next chapter of…Hem, CoTLP!

(lol Commemoration of Things Long Past, the best and longest title I thought up to describe this story.)

The chapter will be longer, promise.


HOKAY AN

((1)) Xemmy's memories. Whootles.


RANDOM:

Commemoration:

1. ceremony honoring somebody or something: a ceremony or religious service to commemorate a person or an event.

2. act of honoring: the act of honoring the memory of a person or an event (this is the one I'm using lol)