"Hey Roxas, get up!"

The blonde stirred slightly, arousing slowly from his previously peaceful slumber. He opened his eyes partially, looking up at the man before him with a sleepy demeanor. "Wha…"

"Get up." The red head repeated, looking no happier than his tired companion. He dared to glance over at Roxas' clock against the wall, the numbers reflecting the time of 7:02 AM. He moaned inwardly.

"Axel." The boy half snapped, half yawned. "The sun isn't out. No wakey until sun comes out." He began to drift off into sleep, but his friend grabbed his arm and dragged him from his bed, and onto the floor. And not too gently, might I add. While the boy recovered, the older walked through the door, instructing Roxas to 'stay awake or else', by Xemnas' orders.

Roxas, not bothering to change from his large white T-shirt and black pajama pants he had for sleepwear, he marched downstairs for an explanation of why he couldn't sleep later.

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"Xemnas! I wanna know what the heck you were thinki—"

A surprisingly strong-gloved hand wrapping around his mouth, yanking him back towards his captor, cut off the boy's rant. Twisting his head sharply, he found he was looking up into the deep indigo eyes of Number VI.

Zexion removed his hand. "Shush, Number XIII." He warned.

"Why does everyone have to get up—"

"Look." The man pointed a finger to the middle of the room, which Roxas followed.

In the middle of the room stood Demyx, humming a happy tune while hanging up streamers and throwing confetti about the room. Most of the room had already been decorated in bright, random colors. Balloons floated here and there, tables were covered with colorful papers, and a banner hung from the doorway that read,

"Happy Day That Never Was?" Roxas cocked an eyebrow. "The heck is going on?" A sigh escaped the elder's lips as he ran a hand through his slate-blue hair.

"Ever since joining, this had been Demyx's 'thing'." He explained. "For some reason, he finds the 29th of February a reason to celebrate. He claims it is because the 29th only occurs every few years or so, so we should celebrate its arrival."

"But…" Roxas tried to think of a nicer way to place this, but couldn't. "…that's really dumb…"

Another sigh, "True, it may be foolish, but you must keep in mind Demyx is of a very fragile mind, alongside a strong spirit. Shatter his spirit, and you shatter him. Understand?"

"Got it."

Zexion turned to walk away, but stopped short. "The 29th is considered to be nothing. Maybe Demyx celebrates, not only for the date, but for the other nothings out there." And with that he left.

Roxas leaned against the stair railing, watching Demyx with blank eyes. For…us?

The Day That Never Was…

"…hey, Demyx?"

"Huh? What is it, Roxas?"

A small smile, "Happy Day That Never Was."

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HOORAY! I had to do something special for the Leap Year :)

It makes sense for Demyx to hold a party on the weirdest of dates. But that's why we love him:3

Oh, as of today, there has been a title change:

365 or Bust! has now become 366 or Bust!

Yay!

Happy Day That Never Was, peeps! (does a happy dance)