hey! I'm back peoples. :) just sayin' I got a good editor now. YAY! Her user name is 'TheOneInTheMirror'. She's great because if I did not have her there would have been mistakes... no joke... mistakes U.U... but anyways hope you like chapter 2! Oh and I hope this solves the 'make Axel a little meaner' ... not sure it will but I shall make him meaner if I need to! Oh and please comment if you think Nada is a boy or a girl. I wanna see how many get it right!

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Chapter 2: A Day with Demyx.

My eyes slowly opened. My fluffy pillow lay beneath my face with strands of blueish hair stuck to it. I looked at my clock, which sat on my nightstand, and read 8:13 A.M. It's the time I normally get up at, but for the first time in what seemed like months, I didn't feel so ready to pry myself out from the warm sheets. I figured Demyx wouldn't be up at this time. In reality, I hoped he was as tuckered out as I was so I could get a few more hours of sleep. And with the thought still in my head, I rolled over to my right side so I could face the wall of my bedroom. I was about to drift back into dreamland when I smelled something besides myself.

My brow formed into a more wrinkled version of itself. I wondered what it was for no less than a minute, not quite remembering the scent. It seemed familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Sweet, musky, fresh air...fresh air. Demyx.

With the smell discovered, I began to relax again. I almost fell asleep for a second time before I thought for a second. Demyx?... DEMYX! I peeled the covers from around my face to see none other than the newest member standing at the edge of my bed.

"AHH!" I yelled in surprise, jumping up from my laying position a little too fast, accidentally placing my hand in the wrong place.

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, my back ending up on the side of my bed and my legs in the air. My shoulders supported my whole body and my neck felt like it was going to break from the way it was bent. I let out a groan and closed my eyes to form the same wrinkles as before, only this time my jaw tightened and my lips folded back to reveal my teeth.

Demyx rushed to my side with a familiar, concerned look about him. I looked up at him, seeing bits of light brown in the midst of black clothes and tan skin. I stared at him for a second before his head went to the side, much like a puppy's would. He looked confused. I realized that it was because I had not made an attempt at getting off the floor. The male offered his hand to help me up, but I refused and got up on my feet without his help.

Once on my feet, I felt confident I had bounced back from my ordeal, not realizing for a moment that I almost fell down again. My whole body leaned to the left as I tried to stand, and Demyx, as if instinct, caught my shoulders before I leaned over enough to result in a repeat. I clung to his arms to regain my balance, letting go when I could stand on my own.

I let out a breath of relief and frustration.

"Demyx, what, in the name of Kingdom Hearts, are you doing in my room?!" I said(asked?), slightly yelling, (small lesson! There should be a connecting action with the middle of this sentence. All of the verbs should match, too, i.e. having all verbs end with ing)grabbing the back of my head and hoping no one heard the commotion.

The last thing I felt like doing this morning was dealing with comments on why Demyx was in my room in the first place, especially if they assumed something was up on account of me having horrid bed head.

Demyx's body language lit up before he grabbed my hand and proceeded to drag me out of my own room. My sleepy body struggled to keep up with the male's fast pace and long legs, but managed when we were only forced to walk a few feet to the room labeled '9'. I was confused on why he would want me to go to his room, but my mind was still waking up and I didn't have the time to protest in the first place. The male stopped abruptly at the door and let go of my hand to run behind me. He covered my eyes with one hand. Now I was really confused.

I heard a door open. I assumed it was the one I was placed in front of before I was lead forward. I stuck my hands out to feel my way around, trying not to run into the door frame. My feet felt sheets instead of carpet as I walked in.

"Number nine, what is the meaning of this?" I asked, annoyed and not really expecting any answer.

I felt the male run to face me, the hand still covering my eyes. I could almost see Demyx's smile from the way his energy felt.

And then, without warning, the male removed the gloved appendage from my eyes to show a room of blue. I blinked at the sudden explosion of color. The walls were a deep blue, much like my sheets, and the ceiling was painted a lighter shade. Like a sky blue, almost. The flooring was covered with sheets and the bed was pushed to the center of the room in an effort to paint the space it occupied. Paint cans lay in the center, too, next to the bed.

I was surprised at the room transformation. Who would have thought that one of the members would really paint his room? As surprised as I was, I couldn't help but wonder why the male would be so eager as to wait in my room for me to wake up so he could drag me to see what he had done while I was asleep. It was none of my concern as to what color he had chosen for his walls, nor did I necessarily have an interest in it. I was about to vocalize my thoughts before I felt a gloved hand once again being placed on my face, this time over my mouth.

I looked down at the hand. No doubt I would have been cross eyed if the right side of my face wasn't covered. My eyes stayed there for a moment before I looked back up to Demyx. He had a finger up as if to say, 'one second.' I watched as I saw the finger move into a stretched out hand and hover behind the male. A portal lay near the back wall afterwards.

I didn't have time to ever question where we were going before my mouth was released and my hand was grabbed again. I was once again dragged by this ball of energy to an unknown place.

"Number nine?!-" was all I could get out as we entered the portal.

The familiar smell and sights of darkness overwhelmed me. Thankfully, we stepped out as soon as we entered and, more importantly, before the darkness became too strong for my still asleep body to handle.

It took me a second to realize that we were in the Gray Area(I think it would be capitalized, being a name and such). I looked around to see the same coaches and flooring. The same view of the castle outside the huge windows of the room. I stepped further in the room, looking for a reason why we were here. With none found, I became annoyed with the whole situation. I turned to Demyx, who was standing close to the large glass windows I mentioned.

"Well?" was all I asked.

The male turned from the view to me. He seemed to not understand the question. I crossed my arms and regained my cold composer.

"What was the meaning of waking me up?"

Demyx still looked confused. He picked up one arm to scratch his head, only to drop it halfway. His arm lifted in an almost repeated version, but this time it was to form another portal just to the side of himself.

We stood there, doing nothing for a good few moments before Demyx stretched out both arms toward the portal. If he had the ability to speak, he would have probably said something to the extent of, "Heeelllooo? I made this, remember?"

Or that is what it seemed like he was implying. I looked at him, unimpressed. I was too sleepy to give any sort of fake excitement for something that was average to learn in a twenty-four hour period. My arms remain crossed as I opened a portal of my own, stepped inside, and proceeded to leave the new member alone.

I didn't feel bad leaving the boy behind and I certainly didn't feel bad as I laid back down on my bed.

"He woke me up, and I don't know anyone that would be in a good mood if they were awakened for something such as that," I told myself to justify my actions as I drifted back to sleep.

When I finally woke up again, I felt much better. I felt well rested and satisfied that I was able to wake up on my own accord instead of being dragged around the castle half asleep, which reminded me about the morning's events. I looked over to the clock for a second time in just the same manner as before. This time it read 11:27 A.M in bright red color. I jumped up again, this time without falling, to my relief, but still stunned that I had slept so late. I jumped out of my bed, ran to the closet, picked out my uniform and proceeded to go straight to the bathroom for my daily shower.

My shower didn't take long, nor did my routine, so I was out of the door in less than thirty minutes, but to my surprise, I found a certain male waiting for me on the other side. I opened the door to find him standing as close as he could get without bumping into it and his arms crossed. I had to stop myself before I ran into the solid figure.

I looked up at him. He had a frown on his face with his teeth showing, much like mine this morning, and in the next moment his arms straightened at his sides. He looked as if he wanted to say something but never tried.

"May I remind you that you woke me up, so do not give me a look that suggests you are the one that has been wronged," I said, standing in my own doorway, waiting for Demyx to step aside.

His expression softened, but it still held bits of anger.

"And besides, I could have been injured from my rude awakening, so I would say my reaction was appropriate. Wouldn't you?"

This time Demyx's expression turned to guilt, and I moved into the hallway while I still could. I had no doubt that it would take more than a fall off a bed to really hurt me, but he didn't know that and I was eager to get to the library as soon as possible. That book from yesterday was calling my name.

I walked down the hallway for a few feet without hearing footsteps.

"Are you going to come?" I asked, continuing to walk down the white flooring.

Only when I didn't hear any form of a response did I stop and turn around. I looked to see the male slouched again. My lips formed a frown.

"I have to watch you, so unless you wish to go somewhere else, follow me... Not that there is much in this wing of the castle to do anyway," I said, slightly annoyed at how easily the male became upset.

He didn't acknowledge that he heard me and I turned back around. I was about to start walking when footsteps quickly came my way. Demyx emerged at my side, seeming to have gotten over his ordeal quickly, as I summoned a portal for the second time that day.

We both stepped into the portal one at a time, me going first and Demyx following, to come out at the library. Within seconds I was back in my normal chair with my reading glasses on and the same book in my lap.

Demyx, on the other hand, couldn't sit still. He managed to tear a three thousand year old book just by looking at it, drop several of my favorites, distract me to the point where I could barely read at all and at one point the male even ran around going from the first floor to the second with his arms outstretched. Somehow, I knew if he had full use of his vocal cords he would have been making plane sounds to go along with his running. I assumed it was either pay back or just his stupidity.

Whichever it was, I was growing tired of the hyperactive male and, for the first time in my life, I didn't want to be in the library. Partly because the sound echoed off the walls, giving me a headache and partly because I did want Demyx destroying anything else.

So, I suggested, "If you promise to calm down, we will take a trip to a different world."

Demyx sat up in his chair. His bright demeanor returned, just as enthusiastic as ever. The over kill in excitement made me sick, particularly when it was bouncing off the walls with excitement. I almost regretted saying anything.

"Ok, I'm assuming you do not wish to go, since you are even more hyper than before."

Those word made him go quiet. I almost cried at the blissful sound, or, rather, the absence of it. It was my first taste of silence since this morning. I sat there for a second, just in the presence of quiet before I was forced to speak again, knowing if I did not fulfill my request, the silence would be lost due to Demyx acting like a fool. "Very well, then," I said, closing my book and taking off my glasses, "we shall pay Saix a visit then."

I set my book on the end table to the side and got up from my chair. Demyx jumped up from his sitting position to follow me into yet another portal.

We exited in the Gray Area, with Saix at his usual spot, handing out missions. The current one went to Axel. He looked at the file, took a second to read it, and was about to protest for whatever reason when I stole his opportunity.

"Number seven, do you by chance have any world that is not occupied by missions?" I asked, walking up to the two with Demyx behind me.

They both looked at me with different expressions. Axel's was more angered; Saix looked as though he questioned my motives. "Number nine was growing tired of the library, and I do not wish to follow him around the castle for the second time in a two day time frame."

Axel's expression changed to one of amusement.

"What, little old Zexy can't handle a bit of excitement?" the redhead asked, reaching over to rest his arm on Demyx's shoulder, "Figures the emo kid couldn't take a guy like Demyx."

A smile was planted on his face, showing off his white teeth. His remark didn't faze me. He'd used that insult since he could talk. It was getting old to say the least.

Saix looked at the three of us with mild interest and looked through the mission folders.

"I handled you just fine, did I not Number eight?" I asked without flinching and crossed my arms as I watched Saix.

Axel didn't react to the comment besides a drop in his smile. I knew I had won when he didn't respond. Demyx looked at both me and Axel, much like he did yesterday with me and Lexaeus. He had the same confused look on his face, the one he had fifty percent of the time.

Saix finished looking at all the of files and looked back at me "The only two worlds that don't have missions are Halloweentown and the Pride Lands," he said, with his face remaining blank, "the choice is yours," the blue haired male finished before walking off, leaving the three of us in the center of the room.

I looked to Axel, who was still next to Demyx.

"You need to get laid, you know that?"

I stared at Axel when he finally walked away, surprised. Demyx looked like he was trying to hold in laughter as my face felt hot again. It wasn't the same intensity, but it felt just as before. It wasn't the first time he said that to me, but it was certainly the first time I had any sort of reaction to it besides slight annoyance. I put my hand over half of my face and summoned a portal with my other hand.

"Come on, we're going to Halloweentown."

As I started to walk I heard Axel yell, "Figures, emo kid!"

Demyx's laughter finally broke out into a fit of loud, obnoxious, giggles, the sound of it ringing in my ears. The heat on my face got more intense as he did so, making it almost unbearable.

I tried not to pay attention to it as one arm returned to its place in my folded arms from earlier while the other stayed on my face. I walked briskly into the portal, hoping to avoid further comments, and came out into dark streets. I heard Demyx's laughter the next second, the sound of footsteps and the portal closing accompanying it.

I turned to face the male once again. He looked almost the same as before, only his coat had changed into one that had rips in it and he now had fangs.

The male continued to laugh as I grew more annoyed but slightly happier now that my face had cooled down.

"Are you done?" I asked, my frustration clear in my voice.

The male looked at me and stopped laughing immediately. He seemed to have a fearful look about him that I did not understand. I did not raise my voice nor did I ask the question in much of an intimidating way. I looked around to see nothing out of the ordinary. I looked back at the male to see he was looking at me. I looked down at myself and realized that my wardrobe had changed as well.

My hooded cloak had turned to more of a dark colored trench coat, my underclothes turned to a dark red along with my gloves. I remembered that the last time I came here, Lexaeus had told me that I grew horns and my eyes turned dark around the edges. No wonder he was scared. I had forgotten to mention that you changed in each world.

"Oh, yes, I guess this world does make me look a bit horrid, but that is only the place itself."

I looked to see that, for once, Demyx didn't give me a blank stare and thought, "Maybe training will begin soon if he shows that he has become more competent over these two days. Then again, from his former actions, that would be a long shot."

"As you can tell, you change how you look in each world to blend in better... it helps to not raise suspicion."

He seemed to understand and relaxed. He was a bit cautious when looking around the bridge we were on. Dead trees surrounded us, and a thin mist was in the air. The brown and tan bricks laid under us gave off a certain chill. The smell of mold was heavy and dense, leaving me to struggle to smell Demyx's scent. I couldn't tell if it was a good thing or not. Bad if I couldn't find the male, yet good on the account that his scent had been constant since yesterday. Either way, I did not hesitate to walk to the town of screams, not getting any scent of heartless or darkness besides our own.

Demyx followed me yet again. His position was to my side with us walking a good two and a half feet apart. His footsteps were soft compared to the ones in the castle. He took in the sights as we went. I saw his head dart around to look at the different things that lay in the town square. The most interest went to the town's center piece. The dragon looked the same to me as it always did, but to a person seeing it for the first time, it was both disgusting and enchanting. The same lime green water spouted from the dragon's mouth as if it was vomiting and the dragon itself was covered in dried mold. Odd plants grew at its base, just as always.

We were about to leave to another area when I heard my name being called.

"Mr. Zexion! Mr. Zexion!"

I turned to see some of the local children I had met on a few of my trips here. I had asked them for directions on several occasions, so I stopped to see what they wanted. I figured that they helped me, so why not help them?

"Hi, Mr. Zexion!" The girl of the group said as she stopped in front of both me and Demyx.

The other two, a boy and one that I wasn't quite sure the gender of, came running by her side next. The boy repeated what the girl said and the unknown gender stayed quiet.

Each of the three kids looked odd in their own way. The girl had on a black dress that came to her knees with matching black shoes and hair. Her skin was made of different patches, much like Sally's, and her eyes were not matching. One was blue, the other green.

The boy dressed in a dress shirt with black pants and suspenders. His forehead was squared and bolts came from it. The boy's hair was dark blue and almost black, like the girl's. His lips seemed to be painted a permanent bluish-gray color and his eyes were green.

The unknown gendered one was the most unusual. He, or she, was wrapped completely in gauze and never spoke a word. The most I could tell about him, or her, was that he, or she, had chilling, yet warm, blue eyes.

I didn't get to say a word before the girl spoke.

"I was wondering, Mr. Zexion, if you could take us to the graveyard," The girl asked quietly, her voice never getting too high while she held her hands behind her back.

"Yeah! Our parents won't let us go unless someone watches us, and you're an adult, so, can you take us?" the boy asked next, explaining their reason for asking, his response more fiery and determined.

The unknown still remained silent.

I looked at Demyx to see his response. He seemed to be a bit surprised that I knew kids, let alone having them call me, 'Mr', but did not look at me. When I saw no reaction I turned back to the three kids, "Well, I wouldn't mind, seeing how I'm not doing anything at this moment, although I'm not sure how my partner feels."

I saw the girl blink and look at Demyx. I turned back to him as well and saw a similar, more intense expression on his face.

"Well?" I asked.

Demyx looked at me for a moment and then looked back at the three kids. It took a second before the male's head finally answered with a 'yes.' The girl's eyes lit up and she ran forward to hug Demyx's legs.

"Thank you, Mister!"

The boy's back straightened and he put his hand behind his head. A familiar, goofy smile hung from his lips. The girl stood there for quite some time before she let go, looking up as she did so. She stopped in the process and froze in place. Her eyes went big again and a 'wooow' sound left her mouth.

"You have pretty eyes, Mister."

I blinked at the girl.

'She normally wouldn't point out something like that. That would be the boy's job,' I thought when, ironically, the boy stepped forward as well and looked at the same angle as the girl, pushing her out of the way.

The same sound came from the boy's mouth as well.

"Wow, you're right!"

A smile hung from the boy's face again and the girl began to protest being pushed out the way.

"They look like Nada's!" the boy exclaimed and the girl stopped.

She leaned in so the two kid's faces were smashed together at the side. The girl took a second to confirm that Demyx's eyes looked like the unknown gendered child's.

"Well, almost, anyway. His are green," the boy said, starting an argument on whether who was right on the color, the girl saying it was teal and the boy saying it was just green.

Nada stood in the center of it all with just a bit of distance behind them. He, or she looked up at me with no emotion and began to walk off. I took the opportunity to follow the boy…or girl. He, or she, was always the most helpful when it came to directions. The other two would just fight on where the location was and Nada would have to point at which path to take. So I trusted he, or she, would know where to go. The others would eventually figure out we left and find their way there as well.

I truly just preferred a second away from the newest member. I had seemingly spent more time in his presence than I normally do with any other member in a two week period, not counting Lexaeus or the Superior with our meetings, and I was getting tired of looking at him. I felt Nada could see this. It made me proud that a young one could be so bright, observant as well. It reminded me of myself as a child. In fact, I think he, or she, is one of the only reasons I am able to handle the bunch of them in the first place.

But, sadly, I heard the familiar sounds of running footsteps. My head turned to see Demyx and the others catching up. I resisted the urge to either run or attack myself with my own weapon when Demyx waved 'hello' as if we were apart for an extended time.

"Oh, and what's your name, Mister?" The boy asked, putting his hands on his head.

I looked at Demyx, seeing as he wasn't sure how to answer right now, and answered for him.

"His name is Demyx. He can't speak at the moment." I explained in the least complicated way I could, knowing it did not go well the first time I tried to talk in my normal style when I met the kids.

They both looked at me like I was speaking in tongues. Nada was the only one who understood, but he, or she, didn't speak, resulting in how I'm speaking now.

The girl looked up at me with her mis-matched eyes.

"Did he hurt his throat like Nada did?"

It was the first I heard about Nada hurting his, or her, throat but I did not show any reaction. I did not want to make a big deal about it and have the two children go into discussing what happened, which would have led to them arguing the whole way. Regardless, I didn't know how to answer the girl's question. If I said 'no', then she would ask why he didn't talk and I wouldn't be able to tell her, but if I said yes, she would want to know how he had gotten hurt. Unfortunately, the boy answered for me.

"He doesn't have a scar on his neck, so of course nothing happened." he pointed out, his arms still behind his head.

"Well, what happened, Mr. Zexion?" The girl asked, looking at me and doing exactly what I had hoped would not occur.

I looked at the stone road ahead of me, thinking of what to say. I could tell her something along the lines of "He ate a strange fruit", or he had "used his voice too much". Both of these would make perfect explanations for a child, but they also might raise other questions, like what fruit did he eat, or what made him talk so much, and my brain wasn't in any shape to be asked so many things at once. So I stayed quiet, thinking of what wouldn't bring about so many things that could be branched off from.

Finally, I found an answer.

"Demyx has a strange disease that he was born with," I said, continuing to walk, having the three children and Demyx listening, "…and when this disease flares up, he is unable to speak even though he looks perfectly fine."

When I finished with my fake story, I felt proud of myself for making up the a tale on such short notice. I thought that it was one of the advantages of reading so many books.

After coming back to reality, I saw the girl's arms wrapped around Demyx's legs again. Demyx almost tripping over the girl in the process. She was saying how sad it was that he couldn't talk and she hoped he got better soon.

"By the way Mr. Demyx, my name's Onna," the girl said with her sweet smile.

The boy rushed over to the two stopped figures and announced his name as well, "And mine's Bash!"

He seemed just as excited as ever, even though he had already met Demyx some time ago. Bash then turned to face me and Nada. "Over there's Nada. Nada doesn't talk much, but we still have fun playing and all."

The boy ran over to me and the unknown gender and put his arm around the boy's, or girl's, shoulders

"Our favorite game is hide and seek. Nada's really good at it too!"

But this again resulted in another argument from the two distinct genders. Onna insisted their favorite game was night terrors, a game I hadn't heard of but had guessed it was a game played only in the horror filled town, while the boy stuck with hide and seek. The whole thing resulted in me and Nada repeating our actions from earlier and walking ahead.

When we finally made it to the graveyard, it was exactly like you would expect. Tombstones, dead trees, leaves all over the place, and the kids treated it like it was the average playground. They ran around the tombstones, playing tag and night terrors. I learned the game was something along the lines of Marco-Polo, but the players that didn't have their eyes covered would scare the one that did while trying not to touch the player that was it.

It was a smart game to come up with, but I could see why the parents wouldn't want their kids out alone. Several times the kids would trip or get scratched on the tree limbs and rusty metal around the graveyard if they weren't careful. Them being kids, Demyx and I had to tend to wounds more than once. But even then the place was, overall, unsafe. As I said, they had rusty metal all over the place as well as under the leaves and most of the tombstones had sharp points on them. If one child tripped the wrong way, it would not end well for the person or the tombstone.

I thought on the dangers for a long time, not realizing I was falling asleep while I sat on an above ground tombstone . Demyx sat next to me, watching the children just as I was. He was soon forced to looked over the next second at the dead weight on his shoulder. I was told later by the children that we looked like a mommy and daddy. Needless to say, it was the last thing I needed to hear when coming to from my nap. The most disturbing part had to be waking up to the same overwhelming scent that was Demyx. I had almost forgotten it before my nose was filled with the smell. I almost vomited again, the kids laughing at the response. I could even see a small, line of a smile in Nada's bandages.

After saying goodbye to the three kids, I wondered how someone could be so exhausted when he had gotten so much sleep. I reasoned it to be the fact that I had spent the whole day with Demyx and the three kids. Or it could have been because I had gotten so much sleep that my brain was stuck on that mode the rest of the day.

Whatever it was, I informed Demyx not to speak a word about the incident if he wished for the fact that he was scared by the children at one point to remain a secret. He flinched at the comment and nodded 'yes', knowing I wasn't joking.

We made it back to the castle, our clothes turned the same again and everything else regained its original form. The only issue was that my eyes stung when going from such a dark world to white walls, however, that was a problem with most worlds, so it was not uncommon. When my eyes did adjust, I saw that the light really wasn't my only inconvenience. I smelled cinnamon. Axel.

I saw his red hair first, then everything else formed around it as my vision cleared. He sat in one of the few couches in the Gray Area, looking bored.

I didn't show any signs of noticing the male, mainly because Axel was the last person I wanted to talk to right now. Thankfully, he did not say a word and we were able to get past without any trouble. I chose to walk to my room instead of going through another portal. The darkness's stench was already embedded in my nose. The portal would only make it worse.

Demyx followed me along the way as well. We did not speak or, should I say, I did not speak to him. That was the first time that day I got some quiet besides the brief encounter while I was following Nada. I hoped it wouldn't be like this from now on, because I don't know how much I could take interacting with this man.

When we finally did get to the rooms, I was just as exhausted as when I went on a mission. My feet were sore, my head hurt, my back was slouched. Truthfully, if I didn't know any better I would have said that I had been on one. Again, I wondered how I could be so exhausted as I started to unlock my door. I finally walked in and was about to close the only thing keeping me from my sleep when something caught it.

I turned and looked down to see Demyx's foot wedged in the way. I looked back up at him.

"He couldn't possibly want more company…"

However, from the way things looked, he did.

Eventually, he left after I gave him a glare that could kill. His hands went up in defense and the foot moved. I shut the door immediately and went to lay in my bed, not even taking off my uniform.

My eyes closed and my hair fell over my face. I quickly pushed it back to reveal my whole appearance. I thought about the day's events just as I did yesterday. I didn't even reminisce on my trip to Halloweentown before I was asleep.

AN: Review please! - yay, really just made it that simple