Axel thinks he knows Demyx better than anyone, including the ugly past he keeps hidden. But a chance encounter leads Demyx to put his past on public display, and Axel has to wonder what sides of Demyx he hasn't seen yet, and what he's capable of.

Talk of 'best gifts ever received' has Tora remembering the best gift she ever received: her first kiss. Hinted LeonOC, but in general just a sweet masquerade fic that makes me feel better. :D

She holds him, and rubs his back and whispers in his ear, "It'll go away. It takes a little while for your body to get used to it. Once it does, you'll feel better. I promise you'll feel better."

After having a nightmare about his hated enemy, clowns, Demyx resorts to drastic measures to stop them. But, is it all in his head?

Sora or Roxas, when you've always been alone and all of sudden you have their undivided attention, what would you do? or more important, who would you choose? Namine would like to know.

Better summary inside. Aria can only remember the Heartless destorying her home world. Now sixteen, she deciedes to leave and discover her past. She joins Sora and Riku and discovers that they play an important role in saving the worlds. Post KHII Riku/OC

Request: The first weeks after their graduation all Zexion wanted, was to get over those job interviews and find a job to his liking... He surely didn't want Demyx to confine him to bed just because of some stupid stomach aches! ZEMYX. SMUT, MPREG.

Some mornings you don't want to get up. Some mornings you feel like you physically can't get up. And some mornings? Well, some are stranger than others. Dedicated to DaisukiMomijiKakeruHaru.

Roxas is insane, or so he is often told.But HE knows. knows that there is something beyond these strange dreams, these memories... but when these dreams start to invade reality, will the others help him? or will he face this conflict...Alone?

A NaminexSora romance and humor fanfic. It's Namine's Heartday, and she's going to get a great present from her friends. Please read and review. Anonymous reviewers are permitted.truly, Christopher Scott: A Gentleman Thief

Sora se la pasa pensando que habra sido de cierto rubio,cuando lo encuentra comienzan a pasar cosas y verdades...ya ta el 5! X3

Being caged is a dreadful thing.

Yes, we are terrible for each other, and yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever. AkuRoku

Just read the story/oneshot to find out what it's about :P Rated T for Language

previously titled "Kirox's Tale" and "Nobody's Heartless." Follow the tale of my OC, Kirox, as he travels the worlds, fighting Heartless and other stuff. the tale is complete, but the story continues in nobody's Heartless: organization Days, out now!

As if they needed more proof that costume changes never bode well for Organisation members, Axel, Roxas and Xion find themselves not blending in as well as they'd hoped. Again. Semi-sequel to Wardrobe Malfunction.

Roxas is home alone and sick on Christmas Eve...so Axel decides to pay him a visit. What are friends for? Yaoi. Cute. Short. Sweet. AkuRoku. Oneshot. No flames please. Don't like yaoi? Don't read. Sorry for the horrible summary...

A veces, Aqua cree que el rol que cumple en la vida de Ventus y Terra es uno diferente al que debería ser.

Another possible fail attempt at Aqua and Zack I could make more chapters if people really want it but Doubt it. Summary inside! Rated T hopefully it'll stay that way

Namine goes through the motions of a funeral, while she waits for him to appear. One-Shot. Namixas

Memories aren't the only thing to scar.

He cannot remember. All he sees is her; a flash of white fluttering out of sight.

Roxas sees a gorgeous man across the dancefloor, and finds himself spellbound... and then up to no good. Shameless AkuRoku for grown-ups. Might shock - it has icky parts!

sora helps a girl a princesss of herat anabela-chan to fight the heartles and find out her tru powers

Axel marchait les mains dans les poches, les cheveux au vent. Il entendit un bris de chargement d'arme, et il se retourna. Devant lui se tenait un homme d'une trentaine d'années, un pistolet à la main, une cicatrice sur le visage en forme de croix, ...