aw... my reviewers are too nice!! what am i going to do with you guys?! you all are so nice! i dont know what i'd do without you! keep doing your thing. :D just because you guys have been amazing, i'm gonna try REALLY hard to post TWO chapters tonight! let's hope i can do it!

P.S. I was bored of writing serious so I began talking to Demyx at the end. (yes. i talk to the characters in the story.) That's what happens when i'm bored and determinded to write two chapters in one sitting.

read and review please. :D
oh. and it's a tie for the two names i had planned for the title so, i just put them both. :D

Chapter 20
Like Star Wars!
or
Who's Writing This, Anyway?

"I swear..." Bruixe began for the millionth time.

"What?" Axel challenged, "What are you planning on doing, Bruixe? You're lucky you're alive! Why don't you just chill for a while?"

"Axel," Bruixe complained, "You know just as well as I do that it's not my thing to sit back and take crap from people."

Bruixe began sitting up. But as soon as she was halfway to a sitting position, Axel poked her stomach, making her fall back onto the bed, "Now, Bruixe, if you won't listen, I'll have to call the Superior and let him deal with your failure. Now, do you want that?"

"Shut up, Axel," She growled.

"I'm sure it's just the blinding whiteness of this stupid castle that's making her so irritated," Riku smirked and leaned on the door post.

"No, i'm sure it's just Axel being annoying that's making me so irritated," She mumbled.

"I didn't do anything!" Axel said innocently and threw up his hands.

"How are you feeling?" Riku asked and walked up next to the bed Bruixe was on.

"Irritated," she responded sarcastically.

"Right," Riku laughed and leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"Bruixe!" Demyx cried and ran to the bed side, "You're awake! Are you better? Does this hurt?" Demyx began poking her arm where the bandage was wrapped.

"OW!" Beuixe yelled, "Demyx, knock it off."

"You want me to knock it off? Alright..." Demyx lined his fist up with the bandage, "I'm no doctor, but i don't know if..."

"DEMYX!" Bruixe yelled.

"Fine!" he yelled back and quickly threw a punch at her arm.

Bruixe clamped her eyes shut, but when no pain came she became curious. Riku stood at her side, his hand slapped over Demyx's wrist.

"I dont think..." Riku said sternly, "That's what Bruixe meant... when she said 'knock it off'."

"Oh..." Demyx took his arm back and scratched his head, "Uh, sorry Bruixe."

She let out a deep breath and flopped her head back on her pillow, "I swear..." she mumbled again.

"What--" Axel almost started over his rant, but was cut off when Bruixe gave him the finger, "Now, that's not very nice at all."

Deym let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes. Most of this seemed to be his fault. And he wasn't taking full responsibility. No one knew. Not even Demyx. Not even Pleo. No one knew. It was his secret. His mistake.

And he was the only one who could fix it.

"Only you can save Pleo's heart, Deym. You must understand that," his mother spoke softly as he watched the color drain from her face.

"How can I? How can my heart be strong enough to save the Purest Heart when it's not even strong enough to get yours back?" Deym begged her to tell him the answer.

"I cannot tell you, you need to find this out for yourself. Your heart is also brimming with light. You are strong enough," she promised.

"This doesn't make any sense. I don't know what I have to do. Pleo has her heart," Deym thought out loud.

"Pleo has her heart now, but she wont always," his mother explained.

"What do you mean?" Demyx asked desperately. He could see the breaths his mother took grow shorter and further apart. He couldn't do this without her. Not when he was so lost in the darkness.

"Deym, keep Pleo safe. Don't let her heart be taken by darkness. She is young. Her heart is light. She wont assume someone is lying to her. She will not hesitate to follow someone who acts nice. She will not hesitate to follow your brother," Deym's mother breathed out hard as she gave her son as much information as she was able.

"What if I cant save her. What if my heart's not strong enough. What if her heart is taken," Deym asked quickly, "My heart isnt strong enough to bring her back."

"Deym, you have more light in you than you realize. Before the darkness, you were carefree. You smiled all the time. You laughed and cheered others up. You have always and will always be strong enough..."

And with that, Deym's mother took her final breath.

"Deym, what aren't you telling us?"

Deym opened his eyes to see himself staring back at him furiously. After rubbing sleep out of his eyes, he realized it was Demyx.

"Excuse me?" Deym mumbled.

"You just said that Pleo would not hesitate to follow your brother. What are you not telling us?" Demyx ordered.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Deym claimed.

"You're lying," Demyx accused, "I tap out that exact rythem when I'm lying." Demyx pointed to Deym's hand which was nervously tapping on the table.

"Fine," Deym gave in, "I'll tell you. After Pleo was born, I was saved from the darkness. I was told to protect Pleo. They said she was special and that the darkness wanted her heart. So I protected her with everything I had. When I got seperated from her, the time when she was with Demyx, I found my mother. My mother was on her death bed when i found her. She told me that I was the only one who could save Pleo. If Pleo's heart is taken, mine would have to be traded to retrieve it. And if my heart is not strong enough, her heart with forever be part of the darkness, and will be used for darkness. I am afraid my heart is no longer strong enough. Because i've been lost in darkness, I dont know if i can save her. Before I got lost, I used to be happy and... I used to be exactly like Demyx. Demyx is happy and bright. He acts like the true me. Not the one that's been lost in darkness for so long. And Because Pleo's heart is so strong, many people have tried to take her and use her in wicked ways. She is so pure, she won't think that someone is trying to trick her. She will believe that they want to help her or be friends. Thats why we cant let the Leader take her. Because she wont hesitate to follow my brother."

"Wait. By that you mean..." Axel asked as he made the connection.

"Yes," Deym explained, "The Leader, the dictator who hurt Bruixe and took Pleo, is my brother."

"Like Star Wars!" Demyx grinned wide and chuckled to himself.

"...No, Demyx. In Star Wars, it was his father. Not his brother. Memorize it." Axel mumbed as he rubbed his temple.

"...Did you just say your own catch phrase wrong?" Demyx asked after a pause.

"Excuse me?" Axel grumbled.

"You said 'memorize it'. That's not your line... HEY! WHO'S WRITING THIS? GET AXEL'S LINE RIGHT!" Demyx screamed up to the writer.

"Silly Demyx, I had Axel say 'memorize it' because you should know that in star wars the famous line is 'Luke I am your father'. You should know that. So, he didnt say the whole phrase because your mistake doesnt deserve Axel's amazing phrase. I dont want to be mean but, Demyx, you should know that." I told Demyx.

"Oh, I see," Demyx nodded, "Continue on, Lauren!" Demyx grinned at me.

"Thank You, Demyx," I smiled back at him and then quickly began typing the next chapter.

yeah, the whole "he is my brother" is the cheesy thing. I mean, the hero is ALWAYS related to the villan in all the great movies so, why not in my story? maybe it will make it be great-er. (haha!)

and i hope i didnt freak out too many of you by talking to Demyx. i was bored. thats what happens when you're bored and determinded to write two chapters in one sitting. (ahhh. i love first person. 'I' is such a great word...)

alright, to those of you who still read this, thanks for sticking it out!
review please. :D