Yes, I have missed your adorable faces staring at the computer screen reading this story, so I will ask you all. Will you marry me!? Nah, I couldn't resist and the stupid idea won't go away, so here it is! Chapter 51 and more leakage from the brain activity I am missing. Enjoy! I know I won't!
"Please don't tell me there's a reason behind this whole family separation story," sighed Storm as he was summoned to Xemnas' chambers again.
"Yes, there was and always-" began Xemnas when he noticed the boy and the girl seated in the two chairs in front of him.
"Hello, Xemmy Lemmy!" gasped Raxis as if she missed him. She gives a sharp devil smile while crossing her legs together." How's the ol' one inch!?"
"IT'S SEVEN!" screamed Axel somewhere in the castle sensing that somebody might be talking about him.
"What's the reason, oh great Xemmy Lemmy!?" questioned Storm leaning back in his chair with a dramatic flourish of his arms.
"See, it all started last Thanksgiving," began Xemnas beginning a flashback.
Ah great! exclaimed Storm rolling his eyes as the sound of him hitting both his thighs with both of his hands. More flashbacks.
Hey, this is essential to story development! debated Xemnas.
Besides, don't you wanna know what happened between us? Or what didn't SILVER FREAKER WITH A V-A-G-I-N-A! agreed Raxis then yells at Xemnas who blinks twice.
Anyway, the table was already set, and ready after Demyx tried to eat everything the tenth time in a row, in separate years. Raxis was angry at the fact that she wouldn't do my offer-
Yeah, um if it's your offer then I wouldn't do it either. We both know what you meant.
It twas nothing like that!
It twas like that! You asked me to do a Kim Karadishian-
Look, just get on with it before I get a glimpse at a parody of what's the top hit now.
Like I was saying! She wouldn't do my offer, and was showing it by giving me the evil-
Wait, how is Naxah in this?
She wasn't. He was making that up. Tell him the truth Xemnas otherwise I'm going to-
"NO!" screamed Xemnas like a little girl at what Raxis was about to do." NOT LITTLE XEMMY!"
Storm looked back at the girl who held a knife to a plush dolls crotch, and to the guy that the plushie resembled, who was in horror and back again.
"Why are you so obsessed with those plush dolls?" questioned Storm in confusion.
It was the thritieth of November, a few days after the Thanksgiving Feast that they had, and Raxis was spending time with Naxah. Naxah's hair was in a bow, and she was in a dress that was red halfway, then transformed into a yellow design of flames. Basically, she looked like Katniss from the Hunger Games. Naxah was busy sewing a pillow for Raxis, who complained about having trouble sleeping at night. Raxis was busy practicing her sword throwing which rivaled Larxene's knife throwing. She hit the poster of Adolf Hitler dead in the chest five times while she hit his head twice that amount.
"Raxy?" questioned Naxah as she studied the way her pillow was turning out.
"Yeah, what is it?" retorted Raxis judging the trectory of her aim before letting the sword fly out of her hand, and hit the poster. This time it hit Hitler right in the balls.
"I think I did something wrong," pouted Naxah as Raxis wiped the sweat from her brow, and turned around.
"Looks fine to me," replied Raxis shrugging as if it's no big deal.
"But it isn't like this one!" debated Naxah grabbing a square shaped pillow, and holding it up to her own pillow." See!?"
Raxis chuckled." Yes, it may not be the same, Naxah, but everything doesn't have to be perfect on your first try. Or in any case. If everything came out perfectly life wouldn't be fun, and we'd all be lazy and bland. Kinda like my cooking sometimes, but we eat it anyway."
Naxah slowly nodded her head as she caught some words, but not all of them. She didn't understand all of them.
"What's life?"
Raxis please come to the Master's lair! Nay-nay-nay-nay-HEY! HEY LET GO OF ME! singed Demyx into the intercom as somebody pulled him off it.
Raxis sighed while shaking her head, and tsking.
"I'll be back Naxah, try using your tablet if you have any questions about that word."
As Raxis left, Naxah quickly pulled out her tablet, and began to play games on it like she always would.
Raxis, before entering any guy's room, knocked three times and waited for the all clear.
"Come in!" called Xemnas from inside.
When she walked in, it smelled of cologne, and the cheap kind used when going to have a "good time" as she liked to call it. And everything was red, and the floor had rose petals scattered around. There was only one seat, and she took it. In the large red armchair that made her feel like a bug. Xemnas was at his desk in a silver robe that showed off his chest. Which was hairy, and grossed her out a little, but she seen worse. Try walking in on Larxene when she's naked.
"You wanted to..." said Raxis slowly becoming red in embarrassment for no reason. She gulped hard before continuing." See me?"
"Yes, I did my little applesauce on a cream cheese bagel," replied Xemnas in a deep baritone voice which would have been more seductive if he didn't just make that analogy." I wanted to talk-" He inhales deeply for no reason then exhales gently." Business with you."
"Whatr kind of business?" requested Raxis crossing her legs as Xemnas walked over to the right.
"Well, I know that you and Naxah have a deep relationship," translated Xemnas seductively but failing." Sisters am I correct?"
"Well, yes we are sisters," replied Raxis slowly wondering what he was doing.
"And I was hoping to fuel that relationship, if I may. See, I have kept a close eye on the two of you, and it would seem that you are both desperate of something."
We are? thought Raxis trying to figure out where this was going.
"Naxah needs somebody to take care of her while you need somebody to take care of you."
Immediatly, she felt the strong hands slipping into her shirt from behind. They were preparing to make a "deep-sea voyage" to her chest, which was slightly larger than Naxah's. And when she felt them, she froze in anger.
"Well, I may be able to provide for you."
When he whispered that in her ear, and she felt both hands grabbing the top portion of her breasts, Xemnas was tossed at his desk with one very strong judo flip. The impact caused the desk to break, but not Xemnas who quickly got up smiling like an idiot.
"How dare you!" bellowed Raxis her face red in anger, one hand across her chest, the other pointed at Xemnas who gets up chuckling." I'm fifteen and you're what!? Forty!?"
"Come on babe!" snorted Xemnas like a real pig." Age is just a numbah! Now just admit it! You've wanted to have sex with me since you joined!"
BAM!
"Where are you going, Raxy?" requested Naxah in confusion as she watched her sister pack her suitcase up.
"Vacation," replied Raxis not even stopping to look at her sister." For a at least a month or two."
"Oh, can I come!?" squealed Naxah in delight.
"Nah, they only let me go," replied Raxis packing the last of her suitcase and closing it.
Raxis the turned to Naxah, sighed, and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Now, Naxah, I'm going to be gone for a while, but I just want you to know that no matter what I love you."
Naxah began to sniffle which caused Raxis to become angry.
"Don't you cry now! Big girls don't cry now do they!?" Naxah nodded in response whipping her eyes with her sleeve." Now try to be good, and behave yourself I don't want my little sis to be hurt when I come back." Raxis smiled at Naxah while rubbing her head, then stood up and left.
The pillow that was a heart shape, made for Raxis, was left.
Raxis, on top of a roof of a building, sighed while holding a picture of Naxah in her left hand as she summoned a sword, and judged where it would hit her target. She let it fly.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Storm as he stumbled backwards, and avoided a sword that would have hit his crotch.
Immediately after, he is dog piled by three nobodies who then quickly tie him up.
"Naxah," muttered Raxis while walking away from the scene.
"Well, that would explain why that sword nearly killed me," said Storm scratching his head gingerly.
"Wait, where-" began Raxis after she realized they weren't in Xemnas' chambers.
Somehow, they winded up in Storm's room on Storm's bed. Raxis quickly jumps to the right side to the bed, where Storm is, and lands on the floor her face red as a tomato. Storm peered over the bed, and looked at her.
"I think you were overreacting there a bit," replied Storm.
"I wasn't!" screamed Raxis in embarrassment," we're the same age!"
Storm blinked twice.
LINE BREAK CAUSE THE STUPID FANFIC DIVIDER WON'T WORK!
"Are you sure this is going to work?" requested Raxis as Storm guided her to Naxah's door.
"Sure, I mean what other options you got?" retorted Storm shrugging as they stood at Naxah's door.
"Good point," agreed Raxis then reached out to knock on the door, but stopped." I don't think I can do this."
"Nonsense, you're her big sis, and you need to be stromg for her," assured Storm with a wave of his hand." And boy, did that sound better in my head."
Raxis chuckled then looked at Storm smiling.
"You know, you're different from most guys Storm," said Raxis.
"Break a leg!" exclaimed Storm quickly knocking on the door ten times, slapping Raxis' rump, and running away.
Before Raxis can react, the door flys open revealing a confused Naxah. Raxis rubbed the knuckles of her right hand in shyness.
"Who are you?" asked Naxah confused.
Letting out a loud, forced exhale before she found her nerve.
"I'm your sister, Naxah," replied Raxis smiling nervously." Don't you remember?"
Suddenly, a memory flashed across Naxah's mind causing her to become angry.
"Don't think I'd remember somebody who broke their promise to me, and kept me waiting for a year," snarled Naxah rolling her eyes." I kept thinking that you would come back!"
"I'm sorry Naxah!" shouted Raxis putting both of her hands on her head in frustration." I lost track of time and-"
"I was waiting for you to come back! You said it was only going to be a month or two-" began Naxah.
"Well, I lied Naxah! I lied! I was never coming back here again! After that night, I was done with the organization forever! I didn't want to be around these freaks anymore!"
"So I'm a freak to you?"
Raxis opened her mouth, but quickly closed it letting out a frustrated groan. Naxah shook her head.
"Don't. Come. Near. Me. Ever. Again!"
Naxah quickly pushed Raxis to the side, and ran the opposite direction of her.
"Naxah..."
"Nice view you got here," said Storm as he appeared next to Naxah on top of the clock tower," man, at that Thanksgiving sun!"
"Have you ever... lied to me?" requested Naxah looking down at her hands, and the ground below.
Storm became uneasy in his seating position, but was ready to answer.
"No, Naxah, I've been truthful about everything I've told you," replied Storm.
"Then why do people lie?" questioned Naxah looking at Storm with sadness in her eyes.
"Easy, cause they like to take the easy way out. At lest they think until the lies consume them, and they're in a situation they can't get out of. But other times, it's to protect something or someone from hurt in any form."
"What do you think about lying Storm?"
"Well, any lie is a lie no matter what exception you may have. But at the same time, we need them otherwise-"
He hands her a familiar, heart shaped object.
"We lose the things we care about the most. But lies can hurt people too."
"What kind of lie did Raxy tell me?"
"The one that was trying to protect you. If she didn't care about your feelings, she would have told you straight up, but she knew you'd have a mental break down if you knew the truth."
Storm stands up.
"Now come on, and let's eat! They're waiting on us ya know."
As he opened a corridor of darkness, the heart shaped pillow glowed a mysterious pink.
Everyone was seated at the table, and at their appropriate seats. Except Storm and Xemnas who have switched, and Naxah, and Raxiswho are next to each other.
"All right everybody," began Storm as the last item of food was brought out, and laid on the dish filled table." Thanksgiving is a time to give thanks to everything that we have been given or thankful for, so everyone join hands, and let's say grace."
Everyone grabbed the other hands including the bickering sisters.
"Roxas," said Storm as Roxas cleared his throat.
"The keyblade," said Roxas then was quickly slapped on the back of the head by Storm." My friends."
"Storm, who has become like family to us," said Xion smiling.
"Xemnas raising my pay, I really needed that," said Axel causing everybody to chuckle.
"Beautiful flowers, and Xemmy!" exclaimed Marluxia.
"My lab, and of course Naxy!" said Vexen.
"Apple Juice, and our well-being cause we need it," sighed Lexaeus.
"The women of the organization, who I love deeply!" exclaimed Xigbar earning groans of despair in result.
"My books, and of course that we're still alive," said Zexion.
"The moon," said Saix with dignity.
"Knifes," said Larxene.
"Drawings, and Roxas, and Storm, and Naxah," said Namine.
"Well, I am thankful for everything so nothing!" exclaimed Luxord." Man, I am not thankful for any day I have! Thankful for nothing because of everything!"
Kids, don't be a Luxord.
"Xemmy," said Ultimecia.
"My organization but I am still evil mind you!" said Xemnas.
"Being reunited with my little sis, and having one," said Raxis smiling," and Storm."
"My big sis who I love deeply," said Naxah smiling," and Master."
"Everything and everyone, so Dear Heavenly father I just want ot take this time..." said Storm.
That day was more than just Thanksgiving, or some old Sunday after. It was the day that Naxah and Raxis were reunited once again, and the day where nothing mattered as long as they were with each other. Despite the fact that they were dysfunctional.
As Storm wrapped up the blessing, the others digged in to the feast among them. Even a certain blonde from a video game nobody hears about.
"I say the sign," said Matt shrugging as everyone continued eating.
"Wait, then who the hell are you!?" exclaimed Storm as the figure ran out the room.
Storm whispered something to Naxah which made her chuckle as the stars formed another formation. This time, it was Raxis and Naxah togetherwith Naxah giving Raxis a heart shaped, glowing object. And above them, doing a flip, is Storm smiling.
Happy Thanksgiving Naxah, The Fifteenth Member!
A wonderful chapter don't you think? That leaves one question. What is the author thankful for? Friends, family, and of course the fanfics that I supply you, and you reply back by reading them. Even if they're horrible. So in truth the more support I get, the better my fanfics get in ideas that is. Happy Thanksgiving even if its like three days after. Now, I gotta work on that christmas chapter I'm doing before it's too late.
