Alrighty, so I did a lot of thinking about the worlds I'd like to have in this fanfic. Some of them (like I said before) may be ones you've never heard of. No worries though, since they'll explain themselves in no time. However, if you're royally confused and honestly curious, just message me or leave it in a review, and I'll be happy to tell you. I know, I'm a curious little monkey myself. XD

Anyways, another note I was going to make in the last chapter but neglected to do so was my title. I found that it's actually been used a lot, but I wasn't sure if we were all thinking on the same wavelength when choosing of titles came along. My title comes from the song 'When Worlds Collide' by Powerman 5000. I think that song really fits this fanfic. 8D So read on little chalupas!

DISCLAIMER: Nope, still don't own it. Don't sue me, I'm just a hopeless fangirl. XD

"This can't be happening," Zexion muttered to himself as he walked back to the library from Xemnas's office. The false anger his brain was capable of conjuring began attacking him from all sides, not to mention the certain disgust and hatred towards his future partner, the ever-annoying Marluxia. "There is no possible way I can complete a mission with that annoying…thing!" he hissed.

Overcome with the false emotions he was experiencing, Zexion halted in the middle of the hallway and stared straight ahead; taking deep breaths in an attempt to soothe his rarely irritated nerves. "Alright, just go to the library and research these worlds," he told himself quietly, clutching the folder close to him much as he did with his lexicon. Forcing himself to move forward, he kept his eyes straight ahead, trying to push the idea away from his mind that he was being paired with Marluxia.

To his relief, it was a very short time before he reached the library. He forced the doors open with more force than necessary. Of course, he could have just opened a portal and phased to the library, but he worried that his anger at the time would have caused him to rip apart some poor and innocent books. Better to walk it off than to let it go immediately.

Zexion felt much more calm as he sat down at the reading table and opened the first volume of books dedicated to other worlds. As soon as it was opened to the table of contents, Zexion opened the folder containing the list of worlds and all other information he might need for the mission. The list was longer than he expected and was filled with worlds that, yet again, he had never heard of. Slowly, he ran his finger down the list and began committing them to memory.

Wonderland

Devil's Bayou

Deep Jungle

Prydain

Land of Dragons

Notre Dame

Pride Lands

Halloween Town

Port Royal

Kingsbury

Atlantica

Beast's Castle

Jamestown

Sherwood Forest

Agrabah

Treasure Planet

Kingdom of the Sun

Castle of Dreams

Enchanted Kingdom

Hollow Bastion

Zexion cocked his head in confusion as he read all of the worlds again. There was no way there could be so many to cover, and so many he had never heard of! With speeds that only Zexion could possibly manage, he began flipping through the pages of the first volume, searching for information about unknown worlds. Of course, the book went in alphabetical order, so he started of with Devil's Bayou, having no idea where else to begin.

According to the book, and from what Zexion could gather, Devil's Bayou was a small swampy island, made infamous for its unusual amount of riverboat crashes and disasters, as well as a large diamond known as the Devil's Eye. That got a reaction from Zexion and he quickly wrote some ideas down on a sheet of paper. 'Devil's Eye; may be the "heart" of the world?' he wrote, looking at a small sketch of the diamond afterwards. It was a good theory, he supposed, and then began looking through the rest of the entry about the world.

Apparently, one of the riverboats that had crashed had also become the home to a series of thieves, blackguards, and otherwise bad company over the years. That thought made Zexion shudder, as well as the idea of going to some hot and swampy world that was probably home to more plant life than he would ever care to see. Marluxia was sure to have a more pleasurable time. A rare grin crossed Zexion's face at the thought of abandoning Marluxia at the bayou and continuing the mission without a certain annoying hitch. Of course, that would never work. He sighed wistfully and continued his reading.

Almost three hours had passed and Zexion was still reading and writing notes. The library door opened, pulling him out of his reverie. A dash of pink entered his line of vision and he sighed. "Hello XI," he murmured, lowering his head and continuing to write notes. Marluxia walked all the way in and sat down across from Zexion, gesturing to him with the other gold-colored folder.

"Did you see how many worlds he wants us to go to?"

"No, I didn't see any of them," Zexion replied sarcastically, penning down more notes without looking up.

Marluxia ignored him and continued. "I haven't heard of half of these places! I mean, who's ever heard of Sherwood Forest or whatever it is? These places can't exist."

"Actually, they do," Zexion said, holding up an entire page of notes completely dedicated to Sherwood Forest. Marluxia cocked his head and took the notes, looking at them with confusion.

"Where did you find all this out?"

Zexion paused and held up one of the violet-colored books. "Sometimes reading is good for you XI."

Marluxia snatched the book away from him and glared at Zexion. "I read," he said, refraining from sticking his tongue out at the Schemer. He looked down at the book and flipped through some of the pages, half-reading them. Zexion silently counted backwards from ten until Marluxia slammed the book shut as soon as he finished his countdown. Zexion smiled smugly and took the book back from Marluxia who looked completely frustrated. The Schemer gently placed the book back at its place on the table and folded his hands in front of him watching the pink-haired man across from him with half-interest.

"I take it you do not like to read?" Zexion asked in more of a statement than an actual question.

Just as before, Marluxia ignored the comment and leaned back, rubbing his temples as though trying to relieve a headache. "Does Xemnas honestly think we can do all of that in a short time?"

"I don't see why you don't address him as 'Superior'," Zexion commented, his eyes still calmly focused on the frustrated Assassin.

"It's because he's insane Zexion! No psychopath is going to be my Superior," Marluxia snapped back.

"It's words like that, neophyte, that could get you in trouble," Zexion responded dryly, leaning back in his chair.

"Whatever," Marluxia said, rubbing his eyes and sighing. "He's crazy and you know it."

"If I wish to continue my research and preserve my life, I find it useful not to voice my opinions."

"Goody two-shoes," Marluxia muttered. Zexion ignored him and opened up one of the books, looking through the pages and writing notes once again.

There was a long silence only penetrated by the occasional scratches of Zexion's pen and the feathery sound of pages being turned. Apparently, the silence was too uncomfortable to Marluxia who stood up and began walking around the library. Zexion didn't question why the Assassin was staying in the library and just continued his reading. Several moments passed until Marluxia piped up from behind one of the bookshelves. "I don't get how you can just sit there and read all day. Don't you ever get bored?"

"Nobodies aren't supposed to get bored," Zexion responded, his eyes not leaving the page he was reading.

"Well, you never do missions, so I just guessed you coop yourself in here all day and read."

"I'd rather not do missions. I plan them for the most part."

"So why are you doing this one?" Marluxia asked, peeking out from behind the shelf he was hidden behind.

Zexion's eyes still didn't leave the page. "This is one of the first missions Superior has ever asked me to participate in. If Superior commands me to do it, I have no choice but to follow my orders."

Marluxia rolled his eyes and went back to looking absent-mindedly through the seemingly endless titles stored on the shelves. "I don't understand you Zexion."

"You're an enigma to me as well XI," the Schemer replied while penning down a paragraph of notes. There was another pause before Marluxia looked behind the shelf again at the silent reader.

"You did read the part about the Gummi ship, right?"

This caused Zexion to stop in his reading and look up at the pink-haired man. "What Gummi ship?"

Marluxia walked out from behind the bookshelf, a small but triumphant grin plastered on his face. "You mean the great Zexion, the reader of the year, didn't read that part of the plan?"

"I believe I have read the packet and notes thoroughly XI. I'm sure I didn't miss any of the details," Zexion said, glaring at the victorious-looking Assassin. A soft laugh came from Marluxia as he opened his packet again and pulled out a small green piece of paper. He held it up to Zexion's face who took it and read the small but neat handwriting printed on it.

You will be arriving at different worlds by means of a specially designed Gummi ship, in which there is a package for each of you, both containing items that will assist you in your mission. The Gummi ship is stored down the hall from the Dungeon. Have a Dusk escort you there if you are unable to locate it.

-Superior

Zexion set the note aside and eagerly filed through his packet, trying to find any trace of the note. There was none. He couldn't contain a low groan of annoyance that ran through him before sinking in his chair slightly. Marluxia laughed and ran a hand through his nearly flawless hair. "I was hoping you might have had training to fly a Gummi ship. I've never touched one in my life."

"I've read about them," Zexion muttered, still feeling very much defeated. He had no doubt that he would be able to fly the ship. It would just be against his will. Quickly running through information he had gathered about the ships, he figured it would be no problem…as unfortunate as it was. "Yes, I can fly one," he finally decided and Marluxia grinned widely.

"Great! One problem solved already. Now, I wonder about the packages he's leaving for us. What do you think is in them?"

Zexion just shrugged, pulling himself up and sighing. "It's not for me to figure out. If Superior doesn't want us to know yet, then we just won't know."

"You give up too easy," Marluxia mused, leaning one hand on the table. Zexion glared at the hand before looking up into Marluxia's icy blue eyes. The Assassin smiled and shrugged. "No matter. It just means we're better prepared for the mission, right?"

"…Right," Zexion responded, noticing the change in Marluxia's logic.

"Anyways, I'm heading off to my room. All these books make me sleepy just looking at them," Marluxia yawned with exaggeration. He held his hand out and summoned a portal, waving at Zexion before walking through it. Zexion watched the portal for a moment until it closed, then looked at the books and notes before him.

"I don't get bored," he whispered before looking at the rest of the library. "But…maybe getting out of here for awhile won't hurt much."

He stood up and gathered all of the notes, hitting them lightly off the table to straighten them before placing them under one arm and summoning his own portal, going off to his room, which he hadn't seen in days. Besides, sleep couldn't hurt either, even if he didn't need it.