Part Five. :D I must wonder why my sister knows the words to some song by Hilary Duff.

Maux: Thanks. Do you know how much of a pain it is to keep them in character as much as I can? I wanna write them all like Demyx, just 'cause he's the easiest! 'Cause writing characters similar to you are always the easiest, I guess? Rambling… Davey Jones being a Nobody was nearly all I could think about whenever he was on camera the second time I saw it. I think I like Kingdom Hearts 2 way too much. I actually was thinking he'd be in the third game, but I never even considered Jadis… it could be.

Guavi: Yes! I love long reviews! For some reason, I get a big kick out of Demyx getting in trouble with Marluxia, or the two fighting. Gotta love it. I picked Pittsburgh, because, well, I love the place. It's my favorite city, and I plan to go to college there and live there and the like. And, I don't know, just sounded like a good idea. Sort of. :D Yeah, that part of the game left me clueless and pissed and everything and grr! Made me so sad. lol True, the coats should have pockets. Well, Demyx wouldn't have too much trouble blending in; lots of people have mohawks and such, but Sa­ïx would definitely have a hard time blending in. I laughed so hard when I read what you wrote about Luxord finding out about Vegas. That'd be funny to see. Gotta love the mul-hawk, though. And, I never even thought about politicians and dentists until reading your review… that woulda been a good idea to put it. :D Glad you liked it, and wow, this is a long reply to a review.

Katrover Swatroad: I think I said something similar to what I wrote in the story when the movie ended. Yelled it like Demyx. Got weird looks. Funny times. Figured it'd be funny to put that in the story, though, I wasn't going to and hadn't even thought about it when I started writing that part. Thanks. :D

Scylla Desdemonia Ophelia: Yes! I love being one of someone's heroes! So happy that you like my stories so much. high-fives Woo!

Arnen: Damn right:D

This will be a bit of a crack chapter. Ya know, 'cause all stories need at least one chapter where everything's gone slightly screwy.

I don't own Kingdom Hearts, and I don't realize why I keep putting the disclaimer in. Out Of Character, Inc.

It was around seven in the p.m. when Luxord, Demyx, and Xigbar started making their way 'home'. Demyx kept hitting on random girls on the way there, because he's like that, causing the two he was with to roll their eyes every time.

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"Must you hit on every girl you come across?" asked Luxord, irritably. That last girl had been the twelfth one Demyx tried to get with, and they had only gone four blocks, leaving two left until the 6th Street Bridge, which led directly to the Allegheny Center. "Could you at least keep your hormones in check until we get back to the apartment. Then, you can go somewhere else and--"

"Fuck your brains out!" Xigbar finished for him, receiving a glare, but just smiled back in return.

Demyx pouted. His friends completely misunderstood him. "I don't wanna fuck anyone, I just like the attention!" Fangirls everywhere began crying after he said that.

"But, Demyx, most of the attention you've gotten is bad," Luxord told him. "Three of the girls hit you with their purses, four tried to either kick or beat you, and one was a male transvestite prostitute. Give up."

"Yeah, you don't wanna find another one of those,do ya?"

Demyx sighed. "No, not really… But, it's just, this is the first world I've been to in a long time, and all the girls dress so…" he trailed off. "And Larxene's the only girl I'm ever around constantly, although I don't really want to be around her. It's hard to control my flirtatious behavior."

"It's okay, Demyx," Luxord consoled. "Just do this later. The ending to that movie really let me down, and I don't want to be annoyed by you."

"Yeah, whatever." Demyx's head drooped. "Sowwy fow annoying youuuuu… Wiww you evah fowgive meee?" he pouted, in a mocking manner. Luxord just looked at him and shook his head.

"Dude, why are you part of the Organization again?" Xigbar asked.

Demyx straightened up and stuck his finger in the air to explain. "Because I was one of the few Nobodies that were able to keep their physical form!"

"I don't see how. You're such a child," Luxord told him.

"Yeah, but you know you love me!" Demyx lunged at the elder blonde and hugged him from behind. Luxord, surprised, went rigid at the first contact, causing the two to fall over, with Xigbar laughing at them both. Demyx turned into a giggling mass, while still holding onto Luxord's waist, and lying on top of his back. After the first few seconds of shock, Luxord was able to comprehend what exactly happened: Demyx 'glomped' him. 'OMG! LUXORD/DEMYXLOVE!' cheered the fangirls. No, it's not like that, you perverts.

"Demyx…" he spoke through gritted teeth. "I don't love you, at all… We're Nobodies. Now, get off of me," Number X said, still trying to retain his calm composure.

"We can too love, because you love me! And I'm not letting you go until you say so!" Demyx joked, while making his hold on Luxord's waist even tighter and snuggling the side of his head into the middle of the other's back.

"Don't do that!" he said to Demyx, sounding slightly disgusted. Luxord tried so squirm away from the younger Nobody, but succeeded only at making Xigbar laugh even harder.

"O, Luxord! I think he's got a thing for you!" Xigbar joked, holding his stomach from laughter. Luxord gave him a dirty look and Demyx just grinned.

"No, I don't have a thing for Little Luxy, here. I just want him to admit that he loves me, because we both know that he d--" he was cut off by Luxord elbowing his throat. "Motherfuck! What was that for?" he asked incredulously.

"Take a guess. Now, let go of my waist or I'll hit you again," Luxord commanded, while trying to remain being a gentleman. He was failing at it; he did, after all, just elbow Demyx's throat!

"Demyx, I think it'd be a good idea to let go of him… He's looking pretty pissy.." Xigbar told the younger Nobody, slowly. Demyx looked up at the back of Luxord's head with his mouth open. Though he couldn't see his face, he could tell Luxord was furious or very, very irritated, for his body was shaking with rage/annoyance. Even though Nobodies can't be angry, ya know.

"Ummm… Yeah, I think that's a good idea…" Demyx instantly released Luxord and jumped off of him. Luxord continued laying on the ground, though. Xigbar and Demyx eyed each other questioningly, as if thinking the other would know what he was doing. So Xigbar asked.

"Dude… what are you doing down there?"

"I'm savoring my freedom," was Luxord's simple reply. After getting up, they made their way back to the apartment, which was empty. Sa­ïx had obviously not returned yet. Being the card-loving Brit that he was, Luxord made a suggestion. "Anybody up for a game of cawds?"

Xigbar saw a devious twinkle in his eye. "What game?" he asked suspiciously. Demyx was playing Minesweeper on Xigbar's computer, and losing every time, because, let's face it, nobody wins at that game. Unless it's on Easy Mode.

"O… just Strip Poker… I want to get a picture of Demyx to show to the rest of the Organization… Sort of, revenge, in a way, for him… doing what he did to me… earlier," he said slowly. Xigbar smirked.

"It's a good plan," he said, glancing over to make sure Demyx was still busy with the computer. "But, I don't know how to play poker… But I play a mean game of Go Fish!" Xigbar stated with evident pride.

Luxord thought for a moment. "I'm sure we can work something out. I'll go get my table!" he said before rushing off to his bedroom to get the table.

"But… there's a table… over there…" Xigbar said slowly, trailing off. Luxord came back quickly, though.

"Got it!"

Demyx looked away from the computer, then looked back. "Hey, guys, what's the table for?" he asked, still trying to beat Minesweeper.

"O, we're gonna play cawds. Wanna play?" Luxord asked, smiling.

"Depends what game," the younger Nobody replied, finally giving up on Minesweeper.

"We're gonna play Go Fish!" Xigbar told him, rather cheerfully.

"Sweet!" Demyx said, pulling the computer chair over to where Luxord had set up the table.

"Yer really gonna play, right, dude? Not gonna pull out are ya?" Xigbar asked, suppressing his oncoming giggles, and ignoring the fact that what he just said had a double meaning. Double entendre'd! (Yes, Xigbar had the giggles.)

"Of course I'm gonna play," Demyx said, rolling his eyes. "I love Go Fish. I'm grrrrrrreat at it, just like Frosted Flakes™."

"Okay, then. Let's start the game, Luxy," said The Freeshooter, taking a seat on one side of the table.

"All right. This is a different kind of Go Fish, though, Demyx. The stakes are higher. Since you already said you'd play, there's no going back," Luxord began to explain, while shuffling his cards effortlessly. "See, Demyx, this is Strip Go Fish." When he said that, Demyx's eyes immediately bugged out and he started panicking. "Whenever one of us gets a set of cawds, they get to choose who takes off a garment of clothing. We keep playing through the cawds until one of us is… Well, I'll leave the rest up to your imagination," he finished, grinning maliciously.

"This is just a way of getting back at me for glomping you in public, isn't it?"

Luxord simply nodded in answer, still smiling, still shuffling.

"Fuck."

Twenty Minutes Later. Yes, they were dragging it out to torture Demyx.

Demyx was sitting on his side of the table, shivering. Luxord and Xigbar had stripped him of most everything he owned… wore. Yes. Demyx had been forced to strip down to nothing but a pair of black boxers with little blue Nobody symbols on them. Luxord was only missing his black button-up shirt and Xigbar was fully clothed. It was still the first game of Go Fish, and it was Demyx's turn.

"He-Hey Luxord… ya got any, twos?" he asked, knowing immediately what the answer was going to be.

"Go. Fish." Demyx whined, reached for the cards, and picked up a seven. Luxord's turn.

"Demyx, do you have any sevens?" Luxord asked, unable to keep from grinning. Demyx's eyes went wide, face blank. He handed the seven he just picked up over to Luxord. "That means, take 'em off."

"Bu-But… This is so gay!" Demyx whined.

"As if! We're not gonna look, we're just gonna take a bunch of pictures and slip them under all the other member's doors. We've got it aaaalllll planned out, little buddy," Xigbar told him. "So, strip. Luxord's got the camera."

Just then, to Demyx's great relief, just as he was pulling his boxers off, the door flew open. Sa­ïx walked in and screamed, seeing what Demyx was doing.

"What the Hell is going on here!" he screamed in surprise. This was the first time they'd ever heard Sa­ïx scream, so they were all in a state of shock. "I said, what are you all doing!"

"Uh--um---uhhhhh…" was all Demyx could muster, trying to cover himself up. Luxord and Xigbar started laughing hysterically.

"I knew you were all gay!" he yelled, turning on his heel and beginning to walk back out the door he had just come through.

"No, Sa­ïx! Wait!" Luxord said, still laughing, while going over to him and grabbing his shoulder. Sa­ïx cringed at his touch, thinking that they were all performing some kind of sick sexual ritual on Demyx. Ya know, instead of just playing Strip Go Fish.

"Don't touch me!" he shrieked. Luxord, shocked at first, then started laughing. Hearing Sa­ïx shriek could really brighten up anyone's day.

"No! We're not doing anything perverse, or whatever it is you're thinking," the blonde said, trying to explain. "We're just playing Strip Go Fish! Xigbar and I are going to take pictures of Demyx… you know… naked, and then give the pictures to other Organization members!"

Sa­ïx's face cleared of all shock and fear and disgust, and went back to it's normal apathetic self. Yes, his face has a 'self'. "Well, that doesn't sound… too bad. As long as I don't get one of the pictures, that is."

"Of course!" Luxord said with a cheery British grin. They walked back into the apartment and Luxord picked up his brand new, digital camera off of the floor by the chair he was sitting in previously.

"No! NOOooooooOOOOOO!" Demyx whined/screamed. He had backed up to the sliding glass door, and started fidgeting with the door handle, trying to escape onto the balcony. "Don't do this to me, guys… I don't deserve iiiiiiiiit…!" He finally got the door open and went out onto the balcony, as Luxord and Xigbar drew ever nearer, snapping pictures as they went.

"This is some good stuff!" Xigbar said, while taking a picture of Demyx near the edge of the balcony, blocking his face with his arms and lifting a leg up, as protection? He kept squealing whenever a new picture was taken.

"I couldn't agree with you more," Luxord said, gleefully, while taking the camera from his new partner in crime and snapping another shot of Demyx, this time on the floor of the balcony, up against the railing, forehead resting on his knees with his arms wrapped around himself. "O, yes, this is good revenge."

"Stop, you guys!" he screamed.

"Luxord, Xigbar, stop. You're going to make him cry," Sa­ïx said, mockingly, and not without a smirk of his own. The two sighed, but backed off from their prey. Demyx looked up, tears in his eyes.

"O, stop yer crying! You know we don't have feelings. We're Nobodies!" Xigbar said to him, before walking off of the balcony and to the computer, to play Minesweeper.

"I can't help it!" Demyx said in his own defense, while wiping the tears out of his eyes. Aww, Demyx was almost crying. He stood up and walked past Luxord, to where he was at the table and grabbed his pants, and put them on. "You guys are assholes, I hate you all…" he mumbled.

Luxord took a picture of him putting his pants on. "These are going to be great to print out. You know that Axel will never let you live this down, right?"

"I know…" Demyx drooped, then picked up his belt and put it on, followed by his shirt.

"Aw, little Demyx is pouty!" teased Xigbar.

"Leave me alone! I'm gonna lock myself in the bathroom! Don't be surprised if I'm not alive in the morning!" he said and stormed off to the bathroom (to the right of the closet mentioned in the last chapter), and locked the door.

"Wow, you guys are horrible!" Xigbar said and then went back to his game of Minesweeper. Luxord and Sa­ïx both gave him 'WTF?' looks and each went to do whatever. As you can see, the author is too lazy to type what they were doing. Ah Hell. Luxord went to play Solitaire in his room and Sa­ïx sat down on the couch and started reading some random book that appeared out of nowhere. Happy?

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Just a few minutes after storming off into the bathroom, Demyx came out and had a renewed smile on his face. "Hey guys, what's new?" he said, strangely chipper.

"Ummm… no?" Xigbar said; he'd been trying to beat that stupid Minesweeper game the whole time the younger Nobody had been in the bathroom. "What are you so happy about?" Sa­ïx gave Demyx a queer (not gay, queer as in strange or different) look.

"Nothing. I'm always happy! Or, I would be if I wasn't a Nobody," he said, explaining his demeanor. "Emotions aside, what are we gonna do tonight? Ya know, it's your last night in the city. Might as well do something fun!"

"Actually, I was thinking of going to this lovely bar," Luxord said, coming out of the bedroom and putting his cards into his back pocket. "May as well consume all the alcohol I can while still enjoying my life… well, my non-existing life… If that makes sense."

"No, it doesn't make sense… But what a great idea it is!" Demyx said brightly. "Let me just get my boots on and I'll be ready to go-ooo!" he said, going around the room and picking up his socks and boots.

"Demyx, what are you up to?" Sa­ïx said without looking up from his random book.

"Nothing!" he replied, getting defensive. Couldn't he just be 'happy' anymore?

"Whatever." Demyx found all his foot-dressings and plopped down on the couch next to Sa­ïx and started putting them on. "Do you have to sit so close to me when you do that?" he asked Demyx, still not looking up from his book.

"Hey, you're lucky I didn't glomp you, like I did to Luxord!" he responded, smiling.

"Yeah, it was pretty goddamn hilarious!" Xigbar told him, standing up from his game and walking over to the door. "So, we ready?"

"One, it was not funny. And two, yes. Let me just grab my shirt," Luxord said, as he had not yet put his black button-up back on yet. He grabbed the shirt and started putting it on and buttoning it up, while they were leaving the apartment.

Well, that chapter was strange. Right? I thought it was. Hehe.

Review if ya would. I'd love you for forever.

Next chapter: On the way to the bar, and at the bar. And possibly karaoke. But only from one Nobody; can ya guess whom? Maybe another, but I don't know… It won't be out until next week, most likely, though. And the story will end shortly after that. Sowwy. I'm running out of ideas and don't wanna stretch anything out anymore; ya know, to the point where everything's gone retarded and there's no point in writing anymore. But I gotta finish, so I'll be ending soon. Thanks. Goo'bye.