Everyone left Zexion's house after eating breakfast. Zexion went straight to his room after sneaking a good bye kiss to Demyx. He was exhausted and wanted to be left alone, but his thoughts were scattered. He couldn't think straight and for the first time in his life, he felt awkward about living under the same roof with Vexen.

When he got in his room, Zexion went in front of the mirror and pushed his bangs out of his face. He gazed at the scars on the right side of his face and the pale blinded eye. He thought of what Vexen had said to Saïx and tried to remember, but he couldn't. All he could remember was lying in the hospital bed, waiting for his uncle to come get him.

He stripped off his shirt and looked in the mirror, touching every scar that was on his torso. He traced the scar that was shaped like a heart on his chest and wondered if the man known as Xemnas had given him this. He wondered if he had given him all of these scars.

He sighed and stripped off the rest of his clothing. Then he changed into a new, clean outfit. He lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He was in deep thought and he hoped that Larxene or Vexen wouldn't come in and bring him out of those thoughts.

He now knew some of Vexen's secrets and he knew that Luxord and Saïx were vampires, but were all his friend's vampires or only some of the and why was he ok with that? Wouldn't a human normally be freaked out or scared? Why didn't he care that probably most of his friends were bloodsucking demons? Maybe it was because he wasn't normal either.

He sat up and looked at his hands, wondering how he would be able to create an illusion. Would he be able to figure it out? Apparently he had done it a lot when he was a child, but how did he do it as a child? He stared at the floor and closed his eyes, concentrating on one thing and imagining it was real. He thought of every detail of the person he was thinking of. He thought about her hair color, her eye color, her clothes, her height, everything.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked up. His eyes widened as he gazed at the woman in front of him. He did it, surprisingly enough. He had perfectly made an illusion of his late mother. The fake Aqua slowly touched his cheek and smiled at him. He stared at her. He was amazed at how real she looked and he couldn't believe he had done it perfectly.

Slowly the illusion began to fade and Zexion couldn't help but feel emptiness. It was like watching his mother slip away again. It was then that he realized that there were tears in his eyes. He blinked, letting them fall and then wiped them away. He knew he wouldn't be making illusions of his dead family members ever again. He wouldn't be able to deal with the pain of watching them fade away again.

"Zexion?" Vexen asked, knocking on the door.

"...Yeah?" Zexion replied.

"I'm going out. Larxene is in charge. I left money for you two to buy some lunch and dinner later."

"...alright...where are you going?"

"...I just have to get some errands done."

"...Ok."

Zexion sighed. He didn't know if Vexen was actually going to do errands or if he was going to go do something else. He didn't know if he could believe anything that Vexen said anymore. What kind of world did he live in now that he couldn't even trust the person that was like a father to him?

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Vexen drove into his old parking spot and got out of the car. He stared at the building that he had spent his life in ever since he was 14 and then began to walk towards it. He knew almost every single employee that passed him on his way into the building. All of their faces were painted with shock and curiosity.

He walked to the receptionist's desk and waited until she got off the phone.

"May I help you?" she asked, putting the phone down and looking at Vexen.

"Yes. I'm here to see Xemnas," Vexen said plainly.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No. I don't need one. My name is Vexen Snow. Look it up in the records, but I'll be going to Xemnas' office."

"But sir you can't go into his office if you don't have an appointment!"

"Does it look like I care?"
He began to walk away from the desk and into the hall. If he remembered correctly, Xemnas' office was on the top floor and Xigbar's was on this floor. He'd have to visit Xigbar later, if he was there.

He went into the elevator and hit the number 25. Usually he'd be waiting patiently, but he couldn't. Not this time. He kept looking at his watch, tapping his foot, messing with his long hair and sighing.

Finally the elevator doors opened. He rushed out and headed down the hallway to Xemnas' office. He didn't even bother knocking. He ripped the door open and glared at the silver haired man at his desk.

"Ah, Hello Vexen," the man said.

"Hello Xemnas."

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Life really sucked when one of your best friends was dead. Especially if you had known her since you were five. Roxas just laid there in bed, wondering why Kairi had died. Was it actually suicide or something more? He didn't know. The week was going to be torturous. None of his friends had to go to school and Kairi's funeral was tomorrow. He was definitely not looking forward to it.

He wasn't even sure if he would go, but a part of him was telling him too. He knew that some of his other friends would need comfort and he wanted to comfort them, but at the same time he really didn't want to see Kairi dead in a casket that she didn't belong in.

He got up from his bed and went over to his desk, where his cell phone was. He scrolled down the contacts list and looked at Kairi's. He didn't want to delete her number but he knew he had to. He probably had to delete Naminé's number as well. He didn't know if he was strong enough to though. He had known both of them for so long and in one year, he had lost both of them.

Finally he gained the courage to press the delete button on both Kairi and Naminé's contacts. Tears were brimming in his eyes and he couldn't help but let out a small sob. By erasing those contacts, he was finally accepting that he had lost both of them. The pain that he felt right now might've been worse than what he felt when he was being changed into a vampire.

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Luxord picked up his ringing cell phone and checked the caller I.D. It was Xigbar. He smiled and pressed the send button.

"'ello?" Luxord asked.

"Hey, Luxord?" Xigbar asked.

"You're talking to him. What's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date tonight."

"Well that was blunt." The brit laughed.

"I'm a get 'right down to business' kind of guy."

"I can see that."

"So how about it then?"

"Hmm...Sure."

"Awesome. Meet in the park at 5?"

"Alright."

"Ok see you then."

He hit the end button and put down his phone. He couldn't help but smile. He finally had a date with someone that was sexy, smart and could keep up a good conversation for hours. The only problem was he's Demyx's ex-boyfriend and a vampire hunter. What will happen when he finds out that he's a vampire? Or maybe he already knows and he's going to do the same thing to him that he did to Demyx.

"I'm being too paranoid," he said to himself, "it's a simple little date. It's not going to harm anyone...I just gotta make sure that the others don't find out or they'll flip...I really need to stop talking to myself."

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5 p.m. came quicker than Luxord thought it would. He originally thought that the minutes would be agonizing and that 5 p.m. would seem like centuries away, but luckily it came pretty quickly. Luxord was, of course, on time and in the park. His date was late, he had a feeling that he would be, and he was beginning to get the feeling that this was actually a trap.

He shook the thought from his head. He's had dates before that have shown up late. Usually it was because of a transportation issue or they completely forgot.

"Hello Luxord."

The man jumped and stood still. That was definitely not Xigbar's voice. That voice sounded evil and...feminine. He slowly turned around and found Naminé staring at him. He exhaled a breath that he didn't know he was holding in.

"N-Naminé? Why are you here? What happened to you!" He asked, "You disappeared off the face of the Earth."

"I know. You can thank our father for that," Naminé said, smirking.

"Our father?" he asked.

"Yes. The man who made us both into soulless creatures of the night. Xemnas."

He flinched at the sound of the man's name. It had been a while since he had heard that name and he was doing everything in his power to forget that man, but of course that couldn't happen. No matter how many times he tried to forget, something always made him remember.

"...What did Xemnas do to you?" Luxord asked in a low whisper. His hands were clenched into fists and his hands were shaking with rage.

"He made me into one of you. A vampire," Naminé replied, withdrawing a knife from the sheath attached to the belt around her waist, "Daddy wants you to come home Luxy." She giggled and circled around the man, looking for the perfect place to strike.

"Tell 'daddy' to go fuck himself."

"Tsk Tsk Tsk. Those aren't very nice words Luxy. Someone should teach you some MANNERS!"

She leaped at him, the knife in her hand ready to kill. Unfortunately for her, Luxord was quick. He dodge rolled out of the way before she could get him, causing her to stab the ground instead. She ripped the knife out of the ground and turned to Luxord, the need to kill glimmering in her eyes.

"Naminé what else did Xemnas do to you?" Luxord asked.

"Nothing. He just made me a vampire," she replied.

"He must've done something more than that! You're not acting like yourself!"
"Hehe you're right I'm not. I'm acting BETTER!"

She leaped at him again, this time stabbing him in the arm. A cry of pain erupted out of his throat as she twisted the knife and pulled it out. His hand immediately went to his arm and pressed on the wound, trying to stop the blood from seeping out.

"You little bitch! You want to dance! Let's dance little girl!" Luxord screamed. His vampire sister evilly smiled, revealing her fangs. He glared at her, wondering if this was planned by Xigbar or not. He had no time to worry about that. Right now he needed to fight.

"C'mon Luxy. Are you all bark no bite?" she taunted. He tried not to let her annoyance get to him. He needed to focus if he was going to beat her, "Oooh Luxy. You can't win. Just give up and come back to daddy. I'll bring you there in pieces and he fix you right back up and make you better!"

"Sorry, I like the way I am," He replied, smirking. He pulled dice from his pocket and held them between his fingers.

"Ha! Is that all you have to defend yourself? Dice!"

"Oh they're not ordinary dice love." He threw them towards her. "They're exploding dice."

The dice exploded before she could move fast enough to get out of the way and she was caught in the explosion. All Luxord could hear was a scream and the sound of explosive dice blowing up.

He waited for the smoke to clear before he dared to move. It was too easy. There was no way she went down that easily. He was right to be suspicious but he was too late to find out that she was right behind him. She was too fast and so was her knife. Before he could stop her, he was stabbed in the chest by the psychotic bitch. He gasped and coughed out blood as he clutched his shirt and fell to his knees.

Naminé giggled and licked the knife coated with Luxord's blood before she kicked him down. His cheek rested on the soft grass of the park and with every second that passed by, he could feel more blood seeping out.

"It's too bad that Xiggy wasn't here to see this. He probably would love to see you like this," she said, giggling madly.

Luxord couldn't talk. He just laid there, more blood draining from his body as the seconds ticked by. For the first time in a while, he felt like crying but there was no way in hell that he was going to cry in front of her. He would not allow himself to cry in front of her. He closed his eyes and thought of his mom and dad, trying to imagine their faces and their voices. Trying to remember how much they loved and missed him. Suddenly he was being engulfed by darkness. He wondered if this was the end. Could he die like this as a vampire? Well he did get stabbed in the chest, so it probably was.

Tears slid down his cheeks and a smile spread across his face. If he died here then all the pain and suffering that he felt would be gone. Hopefully God wouldn't send him to hell for being a creature that he didn't even want to be.

"Luxord!" a voice shouted. He slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times to clear his vision and suddenly he was looking at Xigbar's face. Worry was painted all over his face.

"Xig...bar?" Luxord asked weakly, his eyes were beginning to close again. This was the first time in a while that he actually felt human.

"Hey! Don't close your eyes!" Xigbar shouted, shaking him awake. Luxord hissed in pain, but he did open his eyes.

"Where's Naminé?" Luxord asked.

"You mean crazy psycho bitch over there?" he gestured to the tied up vampire on the ground. She was struggling and screaming like crazy.

"You captured her? How?"

"No time for questions. I have to get you help."

"No!" his breathing sped up and more blood seeped out of his wounds as his heartbeat quickened.

"Whoa whoa! Calm down Lux! You need to calm down!"

"Don't take me to a hospital."

"I wasn't going to! Calm down!"

"Then what are you going to do!"

"This!"

Before Luxord could say another word, Xigbar pressed his lips against Luxord's in a deep kiss. To his surprised Luxord kissed back and almost immediately the blonde's breathing started to become slower and his heartbeat was beginning to calm down. He slowly pulled away and looked into the blonde's eyes. Fear and confusion were in his eyes.

"Are you calm now?" Xigbar asked in a gentle whisper. Luxord did nothing but nod his head, "good. Now I'm going to get you help and don't worry, I'm not going to bring you to a hospital. I know what you are Lux and I'm pretty sure you know what I am since you're Demyx's friend. I'm actually shocked that you even agreed to a date with me when you knew what I did to Dem."

"...People can change," Luxord said weakly.

"...Heh I guess some do."

Xigbar gently picked the blond up and started walking, dragging Naminé with them. He quickly ran to the only place he could think of going in a time like this. His old friend's house. Vexen's house.

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Zexion groaned as he heard the door bell ring. He reluctantly put down his book and got up from the couch. He walked to the door and opened it.

"May I help yo-?"

He was cut off by Xigbar carrying Luxord into the house. The man looked around. It was as if he was confused. He finally looked at Zexion.

"Hey I remember you. You're Vexen's nephew, son, type person. Where's Vexen?" Xigbar asked.

"...He's out. What the hell happened to Luxord!" Zexion asked, realizing that the blond was unconscious and bleeding furiously.

"No time to explain. I just need to go somewhere alright? Do you trust me enough to let me randomly burst into your house?"
"I barely know you!"

"Well whether you trust me or not, I'm going downstairs. Watch psycho bitch over there!"

Xigbar ran downstairs with Luxord, leaving a tied up Naminé in Zexion's living room.

"...this day is getting weirder every second," Zexion said.

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Xigbar pushed whatever was on Vexen's examining table and put Luxord on there. He gently smacked his cheeks, trying to get him to wake up.

"C'mon Lux wake up," Xigbar said, "Wake up!"

He smacked him as hard as he could and was rewarded with a groan from the blond. He let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't dead yet. Keyword being yet. He quickly grabbed everything he needed to fix Luxord and did what he had to do. There was a lot of screams from the wounded British man on the examining table, but he had to ignore him. He couldn't let his pain stop him.

When it was all over, Luxord had passed out and was sleeping soundly. Xigbar gave a small smile and gently pet the peaceful blond. He let out a sigh and thought about the events of today. He had almost lost someone that he had a real romantic interest in. On the bright side, they shared their first kiss today.

"Do you mind telling me what the hell is going on?" Zexion asked, gesturing to Naminé. Xigbar laughed. The kid dragged one of his 'friends' down the stairs just to ask him what was going on.

"Pull up a chair kid and keep the wench away from Lux would ya?" Xigbar said.