The hallways that led to the kitchen looked similar. There were slight differences to each hallway. Demyx tried to pick up on these differences, however, after twisting through the various hallways he began to forget. The castle was quiet, the only sounds that could be heard around the two Nobodies were their light footsteps. The lack of noises gave the castle an eerie feeling, almost as though it was wrong. Wrong like the existence of Nobodies was was. At the end of the hallway they currently inhabited stood a set large double doors. The doors took over the entire width of the hallway. As they walked closer to the doorway voices could be heard. Within seconds Axel grabbed the handle of the door.
"This is the kitchen?" Demyx asked, twiddling his fingers nervously. "Are the other Organization members in there?"
"Yeah, its the kitchen. And I'm not sure how many of the other members are in there, I don't have to point out that I'm not usually up this early." Axel glanced over to his companion. He noticed the nervous gestures. "Are you scared?" He commented, bending down to Demyx's eye level.
"You can tell?" Demyx whined. When Axel pointed to his fingers Demyx pulled his apart instantly. He hadn't realized he was playing with his fingers. "Will the others be able to tell?"
Axel remained quiet for a few moments, reviewing the other members in his head. "Yeah, most of the other members are scientists. They don't do menial work. Any gesture you make will most likely be noticed." Axel stated honestly. "But, that doesn't change our little bet! You still have to hug Saix, there's no turning back now."
"Aw man, I forgot about that."
"Now before we enter the room I'll describe Saix to you. Trust me you'll know him when you see him." Axel released the door handle and rested his back against the door. "Saix is a scary guy. He's the Nobody with long blue hair and a distinctive scar on his face. Looks like an 'x' between his eyes. He will likely be next to the Superior. Got it memorized? I'm not sure if the two of them are going to be in there, but I have a feeling they will be. They seem like early risers." Axel turned around, once again grabbing the door handle. "You ready?"
Before Demyx could voice a reply the left door swung open silently. Instantly he noticed the man standing by the white stove. The rest of the room was free of Nobodies, it seemed more voices were trickling from the connecting room. He assumed that room would be the dinning room. He stood behind Axel, leaning to the right side to look around the room.
The man turned toward the two who entered into the kitchen. A look of surprise on his face. The man had long black dreadlocks, pulled back into a high ponytail. His eyebrows and sideburns were large, consuming the majority of his face. "Number Eight, your usually not up this early." He stated blatantly.
"Yeah Xaldin, its extremely early." Axel shot a glare at Demyx before continuing. "But I thought I ought to start giving the castle tour to Demyx early." He side stepped to give Xaldin view of Demyx. "So is everyone usually up this early?"
Xaldin raised his eyebrows when he looked at Demyx's hair, however he kept his mouth shut. He didn't feel it necessary to comment. Regarding Axel's question though he did give a reply. "Yes, everyone else in the castle is awake at this hour. Only you and Number Six do not usually attend breakfast. Seeing as you're never up it will be a surprise to the rest of the Organization. What do the two of you want to eat?" Xaldin did not appreciate serving food to Axel, he complained at every meal. However, seeing as the new kid was here he didn't want to cause a problem.
"Wow, you're offering to make me breakfast?" Axel gawked, surprised at Xaldin's kindness. "Hm, Make me a jalapeño cheese omelet."
Demyx waited till Xaldin looked to him before answering. "Um, whatever your making him." He figured it would be easier on the man if he asked for the same thing. He really didn't have a preference on food considering he couldn't remember what food actually tasted like.
"Who's Number Six?" Demyx questioned Axel, after they turned to leave the kitchen.
"Zexion, he's a really short. Probably stunted himself carrying all those heavy books."
When it seemed like the conversation was over he followed Axel through the wide archway into the dinning room. The dinning room was empty, containing only one piece of furniture. The long table stretched from one side of the room to the other. High backed chairs were evenly placed on each side of the table. One chair stood separate from the others. This chair was placed on the end of the table nearest to the entrance. In this chair sat the Superior. On the right side of him sat the blue haired man Saix, the one he was supposed to hug. Across from him sat an older man with an eye patch and graying hair. Next to him was an empty chair. On the opposite side of the empty chair sat the man he recognized as Vexen. A bulky man sat next to him with wavy brown hair. The rest of the chairs were empty. Demyx counted four people sitting at the table, adding Xaldin, Zexion, Axel, and himself he counted nine members of the Organization.
"Axel, dude what are ya doin' up?" Xigbar spoke loudly, alarming the rest of the Organization of the two entering the room. Demyx recognized the voice, this was the man who rescued him from his inevitable death. "And ya brought the new kid!"
"More like he brought me. He woke me up this morning." Axel yawned walking over to the table. He pulled out a chair next to Lexaeus. He looked up to Demyx and winked.
Demyx straitened himself, hoping to gain some courage. He looked at the the man he was supposed to hug. Siax was hunched over the table, talking quietly to the Superior. He figured he wouldn't be killed since he was the new member. The Superior would stop Saix from attacking right? He gulped before running full speed toward his target. Once he was within range he fell onto Saix from behind. He wrapped his arms around the man before squeezing tightly.
Saix stiffened his once slumped form. His eyes opened widely before narrowing into small slits. Demyx instantly backed off when he heard Saix growl. Before Saix could turn around to attack the boy Xemnas looked at him.
"Number Seven, calm down. Number Nine, that was uncalled for. Why did you grab Number Seven in such a manor?" Xemnas inquired, his voice remaining monotone.
Demyx looked away sheepishly. "He looked so unhappy." It was the only excuse he could think of. As he said this Xigbar broke into laughter. Demyx could feel a slight blush rise on his cheeks.
"Number Nine, Nobodies do not have hearts, therefore, we do not feel emotion. Number Seven could not have looked unhappy." Xemnas raised his hand to Xigbar, who fell silent at the gesture. "Now please sit down."
Demyx nodded, scuffing his feet as a complied. He sat across from Axel, who looked flabbergasted. He pouted until the food arrived.
Xaldin pushed a large white cart into the room. The cart contained eight platters with drinks. Xaldin quietly placed the plates in front of each member before placing his own at the empty seat next to Xigbar. The cart was wheeled into the kitchen before Xaldin returned. "What was the laughter I heard earlier?" He asked Xigbar. Demyx assumed the two of them were close due to the way they spoke to one another.
"Oh, ya missed it! The kid hugged Saix, Saix of all people!" Xigbar laughed, reliving the event in his head. He heard the man across from him growl again, however he ignored it. "So little dude, I figured I'd be the first to introduce myself. I'm Number Two, but ya can just call me Xigbar. I'm the guy who found ya in Atlantica. The guy next to me is Number Three, Xaldin. But I assume ya met him in the kitchen." Xigbar took a large bite out of his pancake before continuing. "Number Four is across from him, his names Vexen. But he prefers Number Four if ya didn't already catch that. Number Five, Lexaeus is next to him, he doesn't talk much. Number Six, Zexion, never comes to breakfast, or any meal except dinner. Thats mandatory for everyone."
Demyx nodded, taking in all the new information. He had already met Vexen and Xaldin so that made the memorization a bit easier. He noticed the rest were looking at him. "Oh, I'm Number Nine. My names Demyx." He figured they already knew that information from the meeting yesterday. To take his mind off the others he began on his omelet. The various cheeses leaked slowly from the omelet as he cut a small piece. In an attempt to save the cheese he tried pushing it back into the egg and holding it there. He heard a snicker from Axel. "What?" He asked innocently, slightly cocking his head to the side.
"What are you doing? Your supposed to eat the cheese, not save it." Axel replied, once again talking with his hands. Doing so he swung his fork around, dropping some of his omelet onto the table.
Demyx looked down at his food, some of the cheese flowed through the prongs of the fork. Keeping the cheese inside the egg seemed impossible. If there was no other alternative to keep the cheese inside he would have to think of another way to keep the cheese from spilling onto the plate. He gripped his fork tightly and bent lower to the plate. He could see the confused look Axel gave him out of the corner of his eye. He shrugged it off. Demyx quickly cut the omelet into small pieces and shoved them into his mouth. It was a little difficult to chew at first. After the the first few chews it was a bit easier. Within seconds Demyx noticed the spicy twinge to the food. His mouth felt like it was on fire. He grabbed the milk that was placed next to his plate and guzzled it.
Axel laughed at the display. Demyx was indeed different from the rest of the Organization. Even without a heart the Nobody was able to display some character and personality. Xemnas, Saix, and Vexen did not seem to enjoy the show, Xaldin snickered, Xigbar and Axel laughed loudly, and Lexaeus remained indifferent. "Well Demyx, it seems you really liked that omelet." He stated, watching Demyx guzzle the milk he was given with his food.
Demyx nodded when he finished off his milk. "Thank you Xaldin!" He chirped before pushing his chair away from the table. "So Axel, can we decorate my room now?" He stood up, spinning to the back of the chair to push it in towards the table. Afterwards he raced to the other side of the table where Axel was standing. He grabbed Axel's hand in his own, smiled, and pulled them toward the exit. "Bye!" He cheered behind him as they crossed into the kitchen.