Yeah…if you think I tortured Demyx in the first 7 chapters…you'll hate me. Don't hate me! Oh yeah…BAD WORDS:le gasp: And caps lock got a work out.

Disclaimer: I don't own KH, KH: CoM, KHII, etc etc etc.

Chapter Eight

Win, Lose, or Draw, You Can't Beat Luxord

(or: why seven foot tall cards haunt me)

"HA! I win again!" Luxord exclaimed, taking all of the munny off the table.

"No fair, you cheat!"

"I do not. Play again?"

"Do too, and that was the last of my munny." Demyx folded his arms.

"No munny? YOU LIE!" Luxord tackled Demyx, flying over the table.

"Hey! Get off!" Blonde versus blonde, a few major paper cuts thanks to giant cards, a few bruises or breaks thanks to a giant sitar, and maybe a bite mark or two.

Spiky, who apparently has bad timing, walked in. "Uh…is this worse than the Sephiroth thing?" he stood there, thinking it over while the other two didn't notice. Spiky finally decided to stop the fight by hitting Luxord on the head with his keyblade.

"Ow…YOU LITTLE!" Luxord sent cards after the young keyblader, who ran. Spiky obviously forgot about his reaction command.

By then, Demyx had fainted from lack of blood. Too many paper cuts.

Chapter Nine

YOU WHAT! FINALLY!

(or: why do they hate him? TT)

Luxord walked into the castle alone. The first thing he did: look for someone to play cards first. The first person he ran into was Xemnas.

"Wanna play cards?"

"I'm looking for Demyx, seen him?"

"Uh…I think I killed him with paper cuts."

"YOU DID WHAT?"

"I'm number ten! Yay!" Marluxia cried, disappearing as suddenly as he appeared. Luxord started at the spot where Marluxia was. He turned back to Superior. "Cards?"

Chapter Ten

He's Not Dead…I Think

(or: Kairi comes into the story, finally)

"Poking dead bodies with a stick is oddly entertaining," silver haired emo said to the red head bitch. Erm…I mean Riku said to Kairi. He continued to poke Demyx's body.

"Boys," the bitch…err Kairi said, rolling her eyes.

Demy groaned, rolling over and Kairi screamed "IT'S ALIVE!" and ran off. Riku groaned and ran after her. "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOO ME TO FIND YOU?"

Chapter Eleven

Organization Parties are the Best, Especially if

You're the "Guest of Horror"

(or: OMFG I gave this a plot)

"Pink!"

"Red!"

"Purple!"

"Grey!" Everyone turned to look at Xemnas

"Grey streamers? Uh…no. It's my party and I say red."

"But pink's better!"

"Pink is merely a shade of red. And red is a primary color. So…RED!"

"Wait…since when is it your party?"

"Since…right now! Marxy, ya did invite people…right?"

"Of course I did!" Marluxia nodded, a little hyperly.

"Good…Now…someone go to the party supply store. Oh Saixy…"

"No."

"Come on…please?"

"Why are we having this stupid party again?"

"Because that one annoying blonde with the mullet is dead."

"Someone killed Demyx?"

Luxord raised his hand. "That would be me. HA! Four aces, I win," he smiled at Xaldin, waiting for his munny.

"You cheat," Xaldin threw the munny onto the table. Luxord picked it up greedily.

"Someone go to the store."

"Why don't you, Axel?"

"Why don't you, Zexion?"

"Fine. But only because I can get my Teen Vogue."

Marluxia skipped to the door, for the door bell had rang. "THEY'RE HERE!" he yelled.

"WE CAN HEAR THE BELL, YOU TWIT!"

Marluxia opened the door and a group…no…a mob of people came in. "Watch the hair!" Marxy yelled at people.

The mob was directed to the now waterless Hall of Empty Melodies.

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Well, the party went on. In this party we learn that Spiky is a bad dancer, Riku must have charms because he spent the better part of four hours making out with some chick and Kairi liked the veggie platter. Axel was the DJ, for they had no more live music. Roxas was making constant requests…all of which bad songs. Saix, the party guy he isn't, got to be in charge of lights. The rest of them where doing normal party stuff.

It was nearing midnight. There was a newcomer to the party, who was just leaning in the doorway. He was contemplating on what to do. His hood was up, and his arms folded. You had to admit, he looked cool.

Chapter Twelve

Demyx's comeback…

FROM THE GRAVE!

(or:points and laughs: Suspense!)

Soon people noticed the stranger in the doorway. Some stared, some told others, but most went back to partying.

The stranger didn't care either way. As long as none of the other members noticed him, he was fine.

Soon it would be midnight and he could put his plan into action. His plan? Wing it.

But then he got a brilliant idea and went up to the balcony where couples (and Riku) were making out. He waited patiently for midnight. The minutes went by incredible slow.

Chapter Thirteen

Flood Anyone?

(or: Marxy needs a new jacket)

Midnight. Spiky passed out on a couch. Riku making out with some random fangirl. Kairi punching a guy (most likely Axel) for hitting on her. Xemnas talking about Kingdom Hearts to the passed out Spiky. Xigbar drinking rum he stole from Port Royal. Xaldin in a corner, complaining about how no one wanted to dance with him. Vexen trying to talk people into drinking his latest experiment. Lexaues wasn't ever there, he got lost. Zexion trying to read his magazine in the bad light. Saix fell asleep. Axel still DJ-ing. Luxord gambling with a few young good looking others. Marluxia dancing, while trying not to mess up his hair. Larxene ditched the party hours ago. Roxas still making requests, although Axel was starting to ignore him.

It started with a trickle. Then a stream, followed by a river…waterfall included! Water was up to everyone's feet. It started with girls tripping and falling and guys getting mad that their expensive shoes were bein ruined (or maybe that's just Marxy). The water started rising and soon, the party was over.

"What is this? It taste's like….WATER!"

"Too bad it wasn't something else."

"MY JACKET! RUINED!" Marluxia ran off, crying.

The stranger walked up, laughing his head off. He didn't have his hood on anymore, so it was apparently Demyx. Nice mullet!

"Demyx! I…err…but…you…I thought…" Axel glared at Luxord. "You liar!"

Luxord shrugged. "He looked dead." Demyx was too busy laughing to listen.

Chapter Fourteen

Therapy Sessions

(or: the author needs it more xX)

"Yes? And then what?" asked a man in a white coat, looking oddly like Ansem…from Kingdom Hearts One.

"And then he…he…CUT ME WITH HIS GIANT SEVEN FOOT TALL CARDS! I can't stand paper anymore…" Demyx said, rocking back and forth in a corner.

"Ah…papyrophobia…."

"Yeah…wait…what?"

"Fear of paper. Go on."

"Then…he…told everyone I died! And then they had a party….BUT I FLOODED IT! So it's all good."

"Uh….are you sure that that just didn't make them even more mad at you? Maybe they all don't like you because you're immature."

"YOU'RE SAYING THEY HATE ME?" Demyx's green eyes filled up with tears.

"No! No…I meant…that…yeah, that's what I meant."

Demyx started crying. Really hard. But before he flooded another room, he ran off into a portal.

"At least…the fishies…like me!" he said, having teleported to Atlantica. "And…no…one…can see my TEARS!" he said, crying harder.

Of course, all the fish and mermen and maids looked at him weird. He was a 'human' and…he was surviving under water. Go figure.

Demyx looked at all the weird looks he was getting and ran off into another portal, this time landing in Castle Oblivion.

"NOOO! I HATE THIS PLACE!"

Marluxia appeared out of nowhere. "You hate me, don't you!" he cried out, hurt and insulted.

Demyx was in a corner, rocking back and forth…again. "No! It's just….THE CARDS."

Morale of the story: Cards can be bad. Very bad. GO TO REHAB, LUXORD!

Authors ending notes:

Yeah, I borrowed a lot. Thanks to my friends on Gaia for the inspiration, and two certain fanfics on this site.

I don't steal your ideas, great minds think ALIKE!

Oh yeah…Ima gonna put all the members in the next one…hopefully. :wink wink: