Author's Note-This is a very important chapter...hence it being so long. This and the following chapter…are like my favorites. So much is going on and poor little Xemmy will have no control over it. Yeah, so you know the rules and all. Read and review…blah.
Important info- for those who are wondering what Xion appears to the other nobodies; she does not have the hood on. I know…doesn't exactly follow the rules, but I don't care.
Disclaimer- Hiya there…
Warning- The story contains material not meant for the ignorant, faint hearted, stupid, or anyone else who might make a big deal about a guy getting knocked up.
Second Trimester Part 2-What Next?
Journal entry 532;
Number VIII withheld his opinion on the situation and has returned to his clique of a group for the time being. As far as I know, most of the male members have taken a side…for the child's life. The female members still remain against the idea, though their reasons have changed as well…
Two weeks, that's all I have to wisstand. After that, it will not longer be my burden to bear. If they cannot appreciate what I'm doing for them, then maybe they do not deserve a heart. They continue to pester me over the most insignificant of things…
"So…the baby can hear what's going on," Demyx said hysterically, making his closing argument sound more like begging than an actual statement. I closed my eyes and sighed. True, it would be about the right time for the almost fully developed ears to function, but I could not find it in me to compliment Number IX. He probably, like most of the members, guessed these things…I bet he didn't even know what part of the brain was even associated with sound.
"It can here the things you're saying…it knows what's going on," Demyx continued to go on about. I sink farther into my seat, wondering when the young nobody would finally realize what he was saying was (no pun intended) going in one ear and out the other.
I glance at him and groan, realizing that he will simply not give up anytime soon. Surely he at least understands that, even if it was able to hear, that is does not understand? Perhaps a discussion is in order?
"Number IX," I muttered tiredly to the neophyte. "Might I ask you why you are continuing this pointless rouge, despite already knowing that my decision is set in stone?"
Surprisingly, he simmers down. His blank expression informs me that he is simply doing this out of selfish needs; his selfish needs.
"Please, enlighten me," I say with a cruel, dark smile. I am pleased to say that even in my current form I am fully capable of becoming threatening when need be.
"Enlighten…you," Demyx asked. He had absolutely no idea what I was telling him. Of course, what else should I have expected from one such as him?
"Please make it clear to me as to why you carry on with such a trivial matter," I reword to the Melodious Nocturne, so that even he can understand. "Surely you do understand that even though I lack power now, it will only be a matter of (2) weeks before I am reinstated back into my position as Superior of this castle, and; you?"
"….uhm," Demyx stuttered.
I smiled at the confused nobody. He is beginning to realize that there is no hope for his cause. How could he question it in the first place? As a nobody he should know better…there is little hope to begin with, what he wants now is nothing more than selfishness.
"I…it's….," Demyx whimpered miserably.
"You may leave," I tell him.
"…It's just not fair," Demyx yelled suddenly. I stare in awe as the young nobody suddenly bursts into tears. Oh, now he's crying? And over what?
"Nymber IX," I say sternly. He doesn't listen. I watched arms flail about and stare blankly at what could be compared to a child throwing a temper tantrum. He sputters words and by now I no longer care what they are. I turn around and stare at the television, turning up the volume in a desperate attempt to drown out that annoying cry of his.
"But you can't'!!! You can't kill your own baby!!! It has feelings too!!! It wants to live!!!" Demyx cried out desperately to me. I do not care what he has to say, especially in his current tone.
"What's going on," I hear a nobody ask. Marluxia…as if I hadn't had enough to deal with already. One immature nobody was enough to drive me insane, may whatever deity out there help protect Marluxia…
I hear more crying and yelling, and as usual, I can barely make out what the nobody is saying. I hear my name though, and that's all that mattered. My name would be enough to have Number XI start a fit as well. I'm the villain, and everyone else who thought this thing inside me had (chuckle) a soul were the heroes.
"Xemnas," Marluxia yelled. A yell without a cause… "Why do you have to treat everyone here like they're the bad guys!?"
"I'm not," I reply to the nobody. "Please, Number XI; remove IX here so that I may have some peace?"
Even though I wasn't facing him I knew he had, possibly, a very humorous look on his face. At least, for me.
"You don't have the right to order me around," Marluxia said, his voice booming in anger. I could here his leather gloves tighten in a fist. He won't challenge me, and yet I cannot help but feel threatened. Only because I'm not Superior is he allowed to perform such a horrendous act against me. He will rue the day I go back into power…
"Then remove him on the account that he is emotionally unstable," I simply say, though obvious annoyance could be detected in my voice.
"Xemnas!!! Please, please listen," Demyx cried. I didn't have to look at him to realize that he was practically broken down. How did such a being become a nobody in the first place? Too weak and far too emotionally attached…
"I have had enough Number IX," I say, lowering my head. I feel a headache coming on…
"Xemnas," Marluxia said.
I lift up my hand and point in the direction of Demyx cries. "Please remove him from the vicinity," I order.
I close my eyes and listen to Marluxia attempt to calm the other nobody down. He says…things about me. I can hear him. I know he know this fact… What exactly is the Graceful Assassin trying to prove by calling me names?
A few minutes go by and finally I'm alone. I relax.
"Hey Xemnas," that annoying voice practically rings into my ear.
I turn and leer at Number VIII. He's with Number XIII, which meant he was up to no good, but, then again; when wasn't he?
"I'm in a rather bad mood," I warn the Flurry of Dancing Flames. He smiles; I will not be relaxing anytime soon.
"So, I went on the internet," he says with a very intriguing smile. He walks over and sits himself on the couch across from mine. I do my best to avoid eye contact.
"Axel…," I hear young Roxas warn him. He seems to be the only one in the castle that realizes that I'm still dangerous…even at this very moment…
"So, it says that you're supposed to feel something called a "quickening", the nobody says, purposely trying to anger me. He knows well enough the fact is true, he just wants my reaction. I will not satisfy him…
"You know what it means, right," Axel continued without worry. He was determined; I guessed he actually took the time to look into the information, unlike Number Ix and the other members.
"I have no idea," I said sarcastically, "I've spent my whole life as a scientist, I've studied in all sorts of medicine and would have retained valuable information on human biology, but I have absolutely no idea what quickening is." I glare at the Nobody.
Axel smirked, willing to challenge me. "It means it's moving around you."
Roxas groaned, not comfortable with what was going on.
"Really," I said, smiling angrily at the Nobody.
"And do you know why it's called a quickening," Axel asked me. I already know the answer; I've learned what all these stupid terms meant long ago…
"I haven't the slightest clue," I said.
"Quick means life (in Latin)," Axel said smiling at me. I can assume this is what he wanted to say in the beginning. I prepared myself. This does not affect me in the slightest.
"Does it?"
Axel glances at Roxas and then back at me.
"How does it feel," he asks me finally. "Y'know, since I haven't had the joy of feeling it myself?"
As if I would answer that question…
"Axel!" Roxas warns again. He is nervous.
"C'mon," Axel said, "you gonna be selfish and not tell me what it feels to have it move around in your-"
"Number VIII," A voice boomed.
I turn around, along with Number VIII and XIII, and stare at the two nobodies who had entered the room through a portal.
"Number VIII," Xaldin yelled. He stared at the Flurry and snarled in anger. Axel frowned. "I've sent dusk after dusk, trying to find your location in order to give you a mission, and I find you here…"
Xaldin turned to Saix and frowned. "Go inform Number X and XII of their duties, it looks like I'll be busy with Number VIII."
I glanced at the blue haired nobody and felt a wave of heat flow through me. These thoughts, desperate thoughts, have been going through my mind more and more…
Saix nodded his head and portaled off, without acknowledging my existence whatsoever. I knew he wasn't trying to cause suspicion, and that he was merely keeping his responsibility, but I was upset. Number IX and VIII could not harm me with their words, but Saix could break me with the smallest gesture.
This…thing is changing me…
"Number VIII," Xaldin hissed.
"What is it," Axel questioned his voice full of disappointment.
"Explain to me what exactly is going on here," Xaldin said, pointing at the young man. "I want to know what was so important that you could not go and complete your duties."
Axel sighed. "Well, gosh, you see…I just thought it would be mature of me to explain to Xemy here about the importance of movement in the womb…" He had a voice full of innocence, and for a second I thought I vomit from disgust. "You see, a healthy baby should be moving around, but Xemy here doesn't seem to be feeling anything since he's been so quiet…"
Roxas groaned and left the room, I secretly envied the boy.
"…so it is a mistake to assume that I was simply wasting time, as I just trying to help my dear Superior out with what could be a serious neurological problem."
"You do realize I do not believe a word you are saying," Xaldin said, frowning while crossing his arms.
"Worth a try wasn't it," Axel said, his voice back to normal and that mischievous look on his face…
"Go to the office and wait for my return," Xaldin simply replied to Axel. The one bright side to him being in charge was that, like me, he did not take things lightly. If anything, he took them much more seriously.
"Whatever," Axel said, rolling his eyes. He got up from the seat and opened a portal. He glanced at me and smirked. I guessed he believed that he had one to an extent. I didn't see how…
"Xemnas," Xaldin said suddenly.
"What is it," I ask. I was tired and already had had enough of being told off. The day had just barely begun too…
"It freaking sucks," Larxene groaned as she rummaged around the fridge, looking for a tasty morsel to consume.
"I find it to be a bit hilarious," Xion muttered as she finished the remains of her cereal. She got up from her seat and hurried to the sink so that she could go find Roxas or maybe Axel.
"Guys just should not be pregnant," Larxene hissed. "You think after taking all the power they'd at least leave us with that?!"
"In all honesty, I had assumed we were incapable of procreating," Luxord said to the Nymph as he took a bit out of a peach. "And just to set records straight, I would be one of the few men who would leave you with that "power"." Luxord smiled. "I don't think I'd appreciate it as much as you would…"
"Hah," Larxene said. She pulled out a small box and opened it up and smiled. "Got the last scone!" She turned and smiled at Luxord, "Yes, but you're not one of those power hungry idiots we call superiors."
"That is true," Luxord said as he took another bite. "But then I doubt that all of them would allow this to happen."
"What's that mean," Larxene asked.
"Do you really think they'd all sacrifice themselves for the greater good," Luxord said to Larxene. "The only reason it appears they would is because they are not in the position. If Xemnas never…showed it I'm sure he would have kept quiet about it."
"I'd like to see him get away with it," Larxene said. "I doubt it work considering how much he's showing already."
"He would've caused a purpose-set miscarriage," Luxord mumbled.
"What," Larxene said in shock.
At that moment, Marluxia and Demyx walked into the kitchen, Marluxia comforting the younger. He glanced and saw the three nobodies and frowned. He passed by them, pretending not to notice their existence. Larxene growled in anger.
Luxord continued; unfazed by Marluxia's or Larxene's immaturity, "You know how you're not supposed to drink energy drinks or smoke when you're pregnant?"
"You're telling me it can cause miscarriage," Larxene said.
"The smoking; not so much, but the drinks; a definite yes," Luxord said. "There are many ways to get away with murder, my dear, and this one is just one of the few."
"Notice how you said "murder"," Marluxia said. He walked over to Luxord and sat down next to the nobody. "Tell me; does this mean you've changed your mind since the last time we've spoken?"
"Don't make me disappoint you," Luxord replied with his casual smile. Marluxia was not too pleased.
"Luxord, where you get that peach," Demyx asked, pointing at the small fruit.
"Last one," he said to young male. He stared at the reddened cheeks stained with dry tears. "What happened to you," Luxord asked.
"I'll tell you," Marluxia hissed, "It was Xem-"
Xion finished washing her dishes and headed out of the kitchen. As she opened the door a portal opened. The four nobodies stared at Zexion, who had been the one in the portal, and went silent.
Zexion had definitely seen better days. He hadn't been seen the past few days, as he was locked in his room, and everyone couldn't help but wonder why. They all stared at the pale, exhausted nobody, who looked like at any moment he'd collapse, and wondered whether or not it was a good idea to continue the conversation.
"What the fuck happened to you," Marluxia said. It was very unlike him to say naughty words, even the smallest of them, but Zexion looked like he'd seen the apocalypse and Marluxia just couldn't help but-
"I was thinking," Zexion said rather calmly, as if there were nothing wrong with his physical appearance.
"Jeez," Larxene said. "What the hell were you thinking about-Xaldin in a bikini?"
Luxord and Demyx shivered.
"I was thinking about this whole situation," Zexion said, shivering just a bit as the horrid image also appeared in his mind. "I've come to a hypothesis as to how Xemnas and…how he got pregnant."
"And?" Luxord stared oddly at Zexion. But Marluxia and Larxene didn't catch the word and were too busy surrounding the Cloaked Schemer, forgetting that they hated each other and all. Demyx still stood where he was. The last time Zexion had told him important news he spent his whole day crying…he wasn't sure if he wanted to repeat this again.
Zexion sighed and stared at the two curious nobodies.
"I believe nobodies are born incapable of proper reproduction," Zexion stated to the two. The excitement on the nobodies face quickly disappeared.
"I thought you said you had a theory," Larxene said, pissed into being what she assumed was trickery.
"And if we're incapable of reproduction then how is Xemnas pregnant," Marluxia asked the Cloaked Schemer.
"Sit down and I'll tell you," Zexion said to them.
"Yeesh," Larxene muttered.
Zexion glared at the two, until finally the two pulled out their chairs and sat down. Luxord continued to eat his fruit, paying attention more to the words then the nobodies. He glanced out into space, giving one the impression that he didn't care.
"Evolution only wants the strongest and worthy to live on," Zexion said to the nobodies. "And as nobodies; we are technically unworthy of such thing. We defy logic and nature, so nature leaves us without the ability to procreate."
"Then how is Xemnas-"
"-I'm getting to that," Zexion hushed Marluxia. "You see, we all have some elemental power that makes us stronger and gives us the extra abilities we need in order to find a way out of the most ridiculous situations."
Luxord rolled his eyes. He already knew where this was headed, thinks to his help of course…though he doubted Zexion would mention him in his speech. Yes, he already knew what was going one…
"I believe, depending on the season and the world, as well as the element placed upon us, that we may be able to produce more of our kind," Zexion stated to the two nobodies.
Luxord smiled; he was dead-center right. Demyx raised an eyebrow and made a very interesting face. It…made sense…sort of…not really…
Marluxia eyes glowed with complete gullibility. "So…"
"For example; it's fall in our world. It's raining like the end of the world, and the temperature is ever slowly decreasing with time," Zexion said. "If my theory is correct, Number Ix would be able to-"
"What," Demyx said. "Wait…if it's raining I'll get pregnant?" He stared nervously at Luxord, who smirked at him…only making him even more upset at the dreadful thought. "But…but I just…last night…" (With whom?)
"Eww," Larxene said, smiling sadistically at Demyx. "Looks like little Demy-kins is going to be a-"
"No, Number IX," Zexion said. "It does not mean you will end up pregnant; it means that you are capable of impregnating someone else."
Larxene's jaw dropped. Marluxia blushed a bit.
"So…if I have sex…with someone right now…," Demyx said slowly and carefully, as if the words were to combust at any second, "…I would get them…"
"Don't get too eager," Larxene joked.
"That's the theory," Zexion said to the young man. "But mind you, it is still just an idea of mine; there are many flaws I need to work out."
"Like what," Marluxia asked.
"Well, Number VIII and IV have elements that could also be enhanced by the temperature." Zexion paused for a moment. "Does that mean that they could produce on extremely hot or cold days…or are they just limited to areas with ice and fire?"
"What about Luxord and Xigbar," Demyx suddenly asked. Luxord lifted his head and glanced at the Melodious Nocturne.
"What do you mean," he asked.
"Your elements are time and space," Demyx said. "How do you work through that?"
Luxord shrugged. Not even he had thought of that. What a brilliant question… He couldn't help but want to give credit to Demyx; perhaps he'd go easy on him next time the two played a game together.
"I've thought about that…," Zexion said, "and as of now I'm stuck."
"What about You and Xemnas," Marluxia asked. "You have illusion and he has nothingness."
"I'm aware of that," Zexion said. "And I'm still working through on how that would work."
"What about Saix," Larxene asked. "He's the freaking moon; and here the moon's always floating around."
Zexion smiled. "I can explain that one to you."
"Really," Larxene said with much interest. Luxord rolled his eyes again.
But as Zexion was about to explain his fascinating revelation to the nobody, yet another portal opened up; Saix was the one to appear from this one.
"Speak of the devil," Larxene muttered.
Saix glanced at the two nobodies that he'd been searching for. He couldn't help but be thankful that the two were together; hopefully Xemnas would be in the same place since he left…
"Number X, Number XI," Saix said in an orderly fashion. "You've been assigned to go and fetch food for the witch." Saix placed a gloved hand into his pocket and pulled out some munny. "Just get the usual order; and do not buy anything to decent for her…least she become too spoiled."
"Goody," Larxene said, grabbing the munny from Saix. Oh, she just loved going into Namine's room. She just loved picking on the girl and calling her names; gosh it had been awhile since she went shopping for her…
Luxord groaned. He couldn't believe he had just been assigned with such a minuscule chore. And to think, if Saix had arrived a few minutes later…what an uproar that would've caused.
"C'mon, Luxord, we got to go," Larxene grabbed onto Luxord jacket, already forgetting what Zexion had said. It didn't matter anymore to her.
Larxene pulled the resistant Gambler and waved a cheery goodbye to Saix, to Zexion and Demyx, and…to Marluxia….at least until she realized that she and the man were no longer speaking to each other. It should be known, for the briefest second, that Marluxia almost waved back…
Zexion turned to Saix, secretly cursing the god that had saved the nobody. Oh well, Demyx and Marluxia were still here, and all you need id one person to spread a rumor like a fire.
"Number VII," Zexion said to Saix.
Saix glanced at Zexion. He was surprised to Zexion standing there; he hadn't seen the young man for a few days.
"Number VI," Saix said to Zexion.
"You feeling any better," Zexion said with much curiosity, "I remember you being quite a bit Out Of Character last time we met."
"I lacked the energy I would normally receive from the moon," Saix said to the nobody. "I had returned from a mission and was having problems adjusting…"
"I totally know how you feel," Marluxia muttered. He seemed lost in thought after what had just happened with him and Larxene. Demyx sat next to him, thinking about last night…
"I see you've improved since then," Zexion said.
"I have," Saix said, not detecting anything wrong whatsoever.
"I guess it would be rather difficult to gather energy, considering how far the moon is from this world during this time of the month. The storm clouds don't help much either."
"I make due with what I can," Saix said. "The fact that Xemnas supplied me one is enough for me to be ever grateful-"
"Yes, he did do that for you," Zexion said. "Kingdom Hearts could've taken the form of anything…but he made it a moon."
Saix was silent, unsure how to perceive Zexion's sudden drop in his tone of voice. Had he upset the Schemer in some sort of way?
"Tell me," Zexion asked suddenly. "How do you fair when the moon comes close to this world?"
"Number VI?"
"You get stronger, don't you," Zexion asked. Marluxia lifted his head up and glanced at the two. What in the blazes were they talking about?
"I do receive much more energy," Saix replied, becoming suspicious of where this could be going. Where was it going…?
"Yes," Zexion said, "…and the moons revelations are quite interesting," He glanced at the small window in the kitchen. He stared at the deep covering of clouds, if it were a normal day one could spot kingdom hearts.
"…how so," Saix asked.
"Does this have to do with your theory," Marluxia asked Zexion.
"Theory," Saix said. He glanced at Zexion, who was now smirking at Saix.
"Actually, it does," Zexion replied to Marluxia, though his eyes were still locked with Saix's.
"What's going on here," Saix asked Zexion. He was no longer clam and tolerant as he had been before; he knew something was amiss.
"Saix," Zexion said rather darkly, "I know…"
Saix went quiet.
"Xemnas became pregnant in the late summer," Zexion said to Saix. "And guess what I've learned about this moon's orbit?"
At that moment Demyx and Marluxia went pale. They just realized that Zexion had made a very huge accusation…and if he was right.
"It matches; the supposed day of conception, as well as the day the moon," Zexion said. "This means, according to what I've come to understand-"
"That's a very big accusation," Saix barked, "A very big one…that could cost you dearly."
"I don't believe it…," Marluxia said.
Zexion smiled and bared his teeth at Saix. "Why so serious, Saix? I could be wrong, couldn't I?" (No…this is not a batman pun.)
"That is not something to even gesture about," Saix hissed.
"…you're being awfully defensive," Zexion said.
"I have right to be," Saix argued back.
"Zexion, Saix; stop it," Demyx yelled.
The two nobodies, who were about to summon their weapons at any given moment, both turned to Demyx and stared at him; Demyx stood up and glanced at Zexion, then to Saix… Marluxia too was staring at the young nobody, wondering what was going to happen. This was…it was just so…
How could he ask this?
"Saix," Demyx asked. "…Did you and…Xemnas?"
"…"
"I…won't say anything…," Demyx said to Saix quietly. "I promise I won't hate you or…"
Saix stared at Demyx in an almost sympathetic fashion. He frowned at Demyx and closed his eyes. He might as well have said it then, because the very fashion of his movement, his ashamed face, it pretty much summed it up.
"Saix," Marluxia whispered. Saix…he didn't say a thing about Xemnas' pregnancy. He would've thought…that Saix would've simply taken Xemnas' side if that were the case. But instead he remained on the fence with Luxord. Was this the reason why?
Demyx smiled weakly at the Luna Diviner.
"Is…there anything," he asked desperately. "He'll…he always listens to you, you…can't you tell him to-"
"Christ Saix," Marluxia jumped out of his seat, "Saix; you don't want this…you want it to live, don't you?" Marluxia stared at Saix. "You…you're just afraid right? You just don't want to upset him…right?"
Zexion stared at Marluxia and put the thought into consideration. True, Saix might want the child to live; he just kept his silence because he was Xemnas' second. Saix was strong, perhaps with some help; he would stand up to his superior…
"No," Saix said.
Marluxia and Demyx frowned.
"What do you mean by "no"," Marluxia asked the Berserker.
"What I mean is that I could care less of the fate of the infant," Saix said to Marluxia ever so casually. "It is not my place to decide the fate, nor is it yours." Saix turned and faced Zexion with much disgust. "You are already on thin ice, and I can assure you that you'll be drowning in misery soon enough."
Saix opened a portal and headed into it.
"Saix," Demyx cried hopelessly.
Saix closed his eyes and continued on.
"Saix…don't," Demyx cried out again. He watched the portal close and the dark energy disappears.
"…why," he whispered sadly. "Why doesn't he care!? Why doesn't he care that his own baby is going to die?"
Zexion stared at the emptiness where Saix was. What was going on in the Berserker's mind? Surely he would feel something…even those who were with the idea felt something.
…
…
Saix ran out of the portal and immediately summoned up his weapon. He swung it against the wall of his room, the bladed claymore sinking in a good foot or two. He let go of his weapon and let it fade as he suck to the floor.
They know now, everyone knows what is going on and now you will have to deal with it. Can you possibly deal with such a responsibility? What will you do?
Saix looked up and stared at the huge gash in his wall. He stood up and placed a gloved finger against the huge gash. He thought about what would come by the end of the day. He knew Xemnas would be upset with him. He would be blamed for this…he had let himself slip somehow. But when?! He was never caught…he was always so discreet. How did Zexion find out it was him…?
Saix balled his hand into a fist and punched the hard concrete, managing to crack the wall even more and leave a small dent in it.
Dammit! He glared at the window and could barely make out Xemnas' quarters. Would Xemnas know what to do? He had to know, he had to tell him it would be ok?
"What do I do," Saix asked himself. He didn't want Xemnas to be upset with him; he didn't want to disappoint his superior.
Xemnas would never forgive him…
Keep it a secret…
"I failed," he whispered sadly. He felt tears run down his face. Xemnas would be so displeased; he had failed at his most important duty.
Now what would happen? He couldn't bear the thought of Xemnas hating him. No he couldn't handle the thought…
Maybe Xemnas would understand? Xemnas…surely he knew these things would eventually come to light? A secret never lasts forever.
Would Xemnas still want him when he found out? Would Xemnas remove him from power?
No, he could handle de-subordination; he knew if Xemnas did that it would only be a matter of time before he was forgiven. He could handle losing the title of second in command.
But not Xemnas…he couldn't lose Xemnas.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. No, he knew he was incapable of love, he knew that even all of this…that he did not love Xemnas. He could not love Xemnas… he may be infatuated with the older mans, but he knew he could not love him. Xemnas had said so himself…but it felt so real, especially right now when all he could think about was Xemnas becoming disappointed in him.
What now? What was he to do?
He hated it! That…that thing; it was its entire fault! If this never happened he'd be with Xemnas right now…that thing!
Saix felt his hands retighten into a fist.
Two weeks, it would be gone in two weeks…then Xemnas would be free from these bonds…
But it would never be the same. They all knew he and Xemnas had coupled. They were to never be the same again…
What would come next? What would happen to the relationship they had built together?
What next?
I guess I should be thankful that the only members that were in the room were Xaldin and I. Axel had asked how it felt to have it move around inside me…
It felt like all hell breaking loose.
I guess it proved that this was Saix's child. I have to remain calm or else it will react negatively. Maybe I should've complimented Demyx; it could hear…to an extent…and it could definitely feel. I knew it was incapable of complex thought; most of what it was doing was based on what part of the brain functioned most at the time.
I always wondered what parts of the brain functioned most when Saix went berserk. I can honestly give a well educated guess and probably be right on it now; brainstem, the limbic system, and possible the soma sensory. It was driving me insane…
"This only proves it," Xaldin said to me as I writhed in pain. "Your body seems to be incapable of handling the simple movements."
Simple movements? The creature is literally going berserk inside of me! I could feel it, even at four months; this thing was causing me so much pain. I remembered a week ago when it had happened for the first time; when I had argued with Number XI once again over the damn matter. I figured it reacted simply out of fear; as the thing could not possibly know anger or danger at its current form. And it had occurred a few days ago, with the same cause leading to the same effect. But why now? I wasn't even overly upset; what had caused it to react now? I'd hate to think it was merely doing this as practice for the future, especially with it getting drastically more painful with every release.
"You need to say in your quarters," Xaldin said, "whether you like it or not. We can't have members bothering you and wasting their time and you are obviously having a difficult time with the pregnancy."
"I'd like to see you try and force me into seclusion," I said, still holding myself as the pain began to subside.
"You have a four and a half month fetus causing you to writhe in horrid pain," Xaldin said to me, "tell me; does that sound a little pathetic to you?"
"You have no idea what this feels like," I hissed. "If you only knew…"
"It barely began to develop bones," Xaldin said. "How could you tell me you're in pain when it lacks so much strength?"
"If only you knew…"
"You need to be resting," Xaldin said. He walked over to where I was sitting. "You'll only be resting for a short while…"
"Two weeks," I muttered. "That's all I have to bear with." Of course, with the rate this thing is going I'll probably sustain serious intestinal damage. I'm sure it was causing serious bruising…hopefully not bleeding. But with my luck…
A portal appeared from nowhere and the two of watched as Xigbar walked out of it. He had a rather peculiar look on his face.
I groan.
"Uh, guys," he said nervously, "we got a problem."
"I'm sure you are capable of handling it on your own," Xaldin said to Xigbar without much enthusiasm.
"Uh, seriously; it's really, really bad," Xigbar said. He frowned and gave Xaldin a rather serious look. Was he really meaning it?
"What is it Number II," I ask him.
"I'm not going to tell you," Xigbar said to me, defying me yet again, "the last time I told you something bad you were seriously pissed, sides…this is something you probably don't want to hear."
"I think I can handle it," I said tiredly.
"No…you won't be able to handle it," Xigbar said.
"Number II," Xaldin said.
"…you're gonna be pissed," he muttered.
I'm pretty sure I'd be able to handle it…
"You call this art," Larxene laughed as she tore a piece of paper from the wall and began to critique it. She laughed at the poorly drawn nobody who was supposed to be Axel and Roxas. "You're terrible; I'm surprised Xemnas hasn't gotten rid of you yet!" Larxene tore the picture into two and threw it aside.
Namine sat in her chair, simply drawing away. She had taken the time and liberty to hide her favorite and secret pictures before the nobodies came. She knew they'd get upset if they saw some of the things she drew. She knew…it had happened once. Marluxia and Larxene told Xemnas…and Xemnas gave anyone in the castle permission to punish her if they saw a picture of themselves in a very "inappropriate" fashion. Of course; everyone's idea of inappropriate varied and changed…so she did herself the favor and hid the pictures that might raise question. The last thing she wanted was to get a hard smack across her face, a kick in her stomach…or worse…
Luxord had his arms crossed, waiting patiently for Larxene to have her fun. He glanced around the white room, staring mockingly at the terrible pictures scattered around the room. Xemnas ought to have bought her colored pencils…then maybe he'd actually be able to make out some of these terrible figures. Sure, he knew the blonde skinny one was Larxene (he was drawn much thicker), and he knew the redhead was Axel, but he really couldn't tell the difference from Zexion or Saix (unless they were drawn together), nor could he tell the difference between most of the other nobodies.
"What the hell is this supposed to be," Larxene said as she ripped a weird looking picture of two nobodies.
Namine glanced at the picture and her eyes widened; apparently she forgot to hide that one.
"Who the hell are these guys," Larxene said with a smirk. She glanced hard at one and figured it to be Xigbar…but only because there was a ponytail coming from the head. Or was it supposed to be something else? No, definitely a ponytail.
"Who is he holding hands with," Larxene asked Namine. The girl was quiet as ever. She looked frightened of Larxene now. "If you don't tell me I'll show this to Xigbar…and then he'll come up here an-"
Luxord wasn't paying much attention at his point. The platinum blonde had grown tired of watching others pick on the girl…stopped being funny after the twentieth time. He glanced over and noticed something underneath her bed.
"Gawd, you are in so much trouble," Larxene said with her nymph smirk. He crumbled the paper and shoved it into her pocket. "You better hope Xigbar's in a good mood."
Namine stood up and stared helplessly as Larxene began to tear at her walls. She turned around, wondering what to do when she gasped in horror. Luxord had a ton of pictures in his hands…
Luxord went through the many pictures and couldn't help but smile at them. This girl knew what was going on in the castle…more than what he knew too. He flipped through pictures of nobodies holding their hands with another…he figured they were secret crushes of one of them. Hmm, a picture of him…with…oh my, that was interesting. He flipped through and stopped at a particular picture. It was no different than the others, crappy and hurried through, but it had a huge "X" on it…and the material on the picture raised question.
"What is it Luxord," Larxene asked the platinum blonde. She stared at the huge pile of pictures.
"Well," Luxord trailed off. He stared hard at the picture, not all too sure how to perceive it. What could it mean? He glanced at Larxene and realized if he told her the truth she'd blab. No, he had to keep it a secret…for now.
Luxord grabbed the paper and crumbled it into his hand and shoved it into his pocket. Larxene smiled at that point. Namine was definitely going to get it now…
"Well…Larxene," Luxord said. "Apparently Namine believes you to have quite the crush on me."
"What!?" The Savage Nymphs face reddened up.
"Rather interesting," Luxord said with a devilish smile, "so, how long have you found me attractive?"
"Shut up," Larxene hissed. She turned to Namine, who looked like she had seen death get fucked up the ass by 4kids, and yelled. "You little bitch; I'm going to make you pay!"
Luxord turned around and summoned a portal as he heard the young girl scream in pain as Larxene smacked her hard across the face.
This picture raised question…
Journal entry 533;
So they all know now that it was Saix who had fathered the child.
I closed the small book and sigh. I don't feel like writing. I don't feel like sleeping either. I don't feel anything. I…I just want this to end.
I wanted it to all end…I was tired of being called a terrible being. I was tired of having to defend myself. I was tired of not being able to find peace and tranquility. I didn't think it was possible; but I feel…like I was going to give up at any moment.
"Saix," I whisper. I haven't seen him all day. It is probably for the best; trying to find him would only make matters worse for him. He now has nowhere to hide. As long as I remain in my current position he'll be assumed to have taken the same. Whatever he said now didn't matter, at least not to the other members.
I hope he isn't upset at me. I did this to him.
I don't want him to be upset with me. I couldn't think of what I might do if I lost him from my grasp. My wonderful, beautiful Luna diviner…
I wished I could love him. Perhaps if I had a heart…if only I had a heart. This wouldn't be so hard. With a heart I could feel him, more than what I felt now. Maybe he'd understand too.
How foolish of me…I'm thinking useless thoughts again. I cannot love him. No matter how much I want it I will never have it. I'm a nobody.
I shiver and tense up. It…is moving. Not ravaging my insides, but simply making small movements.
Well…at least it's healthy.
I smile and sink into my seat. It would be over soon, I wouldn't have to hold it much longer.
I frown.
Why? Why am I so mixed up?
Journal entry 533;
There is something wrong with my strain of thought…
Longest chapter yet at twenty pages. Next chapter is another one of my favorites. Hope you all review me and tell me wonderful things. Or you can flame in, this particualr chapter has a lot of sad crap in it so I don't blame you for hating it. But hey; I did say sad stuff happens. Oh and, now would really be a good time for you guys to tell me what kind ending you're looking for. This whole story is done...except the ending...
So yeah, we have a named planned for the kid. If you ask I'll offer you a hint to the name. But you have to be polite and say the the word please; which is something people in my generation tend to have a porblem saying...