Chapter 2

Disclaimer - I only own Luxije.

Okay, you'll see them calling eachother by the first part of their Katakana name's in here. Just so you know, Luxije's is "Ruku", but the "r" at the beginning is more "l"-ish sounding.

You didn't lose your heart. You never had one.

Luxije lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling, and thinking about what Demyx had told her. Actually, he hadn't told her very much, just those two sentences, but it had been enough to shake up her perception of reality. She had pretty much fallen over onto the bed, and in her numbness, hadn't even noticed. She lay here now, still not really paying attention to how soft it was, or comfortable. She was just thinking about how things made sense now.

Her feelings had never really been very in-depth. They had always seemed kind of shallow, or rather hollow. Like, happiness. If something made her happy, she would smile, and then something would distract her, and she'd forget she was. It was the same way with fear, anger... Love. She'd never really felt love, which was why she'd been distanced from her family. They had figured out at a young age that she was different from other children. They hadn't know what to expect of her, because they had found her out on the street apparently, and taken her in.

But, after she reached six years of age or so, they had seen she didn't really appreciate anything they did for her, so they had left her be, focusing more on their other children. It didn't really matter though. At first it had made her angry, and also sad. That wore off though, just like everything else. Soon, she pretty much forgot about them. She only stayed because she needed a place to live.

That was one of the reasons she had gone with the Nobodies so willingly. She didn't feel as if she belonged where she had been. She was always an outcast, even with her little "Organization" that had started up. That was why she had taken number XIII, even though it was her idea.

As she was thinking, she didn't notice the lights begin to dim. As they were about to shut off, she yawned, and closed her eyes, starting to fall asleep. Just as slumber was washing over her, her door whooshed open, light filtering in from outside. Luxije winced, closing her eyes tighter. After a few seconds, though, she opened them a crack, and looked over at the doorway. Xaldin and Axel stood there, staring in, probably trying to find her among the black, even though their eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness yet. Finally, they saw her, and took a few steps in.

She opened her eyes more and sat up, crossing her legs, and staring up at them. They stared back at her, before glancing at eachother. They smirked. OH no... She started to jump backwards, away from them, but they leaned forward, each grabbing an arm, and they dragged her onto her feet. "C'mon," Axel said, getting a mischevious look in his eyes. "Game time!" Luxije stiffled a yawn, and started stumbling along, still being dragged.

"Game time?" She asked, slurring the words slightly, and still feeling sleepy. She blinked a few more times, then remembered she just had to get distracted to stop feeling drowsy. She looked around, studying the walls, and sure enough, she became wide awake.

"Yep. Friday is Game Night. Luxord always has all sorts of games, in the Commons. Blackjack, Roulette, Poker-"

"Poker?!" She chimed in, feeling slightly uneasy. "And exactly what kind of poker would this be?" Axel's smirk widened.

"Obviously strip poker." She panicked then, planting her feet on the ground, and throwing herself backwards.

"NO! NONONONONONO!!" She shouted, flailing her arms, and making them let go. She turned around and started sprinting back to her room, glancing back over her shoulder to see them following.

"We were only kidding!" Axel shouted, trying to catch up with her.

"Yeah, we play that on Saturday!" Xigbar added, causing both of them to start laughing. She brought her gaze back in front of her, and was nearing her room. Just as she was about to turn to head inside, the room next door opened up, causing her to try and skid to a stop, but only resulting in crashing with the Nobody coming out. Or rather, Nobody's. They ended up in a sprawled heap on the floor, pretty much tangled together. After a few moments, though, she got her bearings back together, and distangled herself, standing up.

Only after she had managed to stand without swaying did she look to see who she had run into. Being X's room, and because she hated him, Luxije had, of course, run into him. Along with him, was Marluxia, and Larxene. All three of them were slowly getting back up, and rubbing arms or necks, where they had hit each other.

"WIPE OOOOOUT!" Xigbar shouted, as he and Axel appeared at the scene. They watched as everyone straightened themselves out, then turned to XIII.

"And why were you three running around the castle's halls?" Asked Marluxia, looking as if he didn't particularly care though. Xigbar and Axel shrugged, then pointed to Luxije.

"She's scared of game night. We were just trying to get her to come." All eyes turned on her.

"I am not! I would just rather not play...That game." She said, crossing her arms and looking annoyed. Axel snickered.

"We said we were playing strip poker, just to freak her out. It worked." He turned, and started walking off down the hall, Xigbar following. "And now, we shall be getting to the Commons, as we don't want to miss out on the games." They soon disappeared around a corner, leaving the four to stand there.

Somehow, Luxije ended up going to game night. Actually, the somehow wasn't that hard to figure out. Marluxia and Luxord had dragged her there, after Larxene threatened to shock her. But, none of them could get her to play poker. Even Axel, when he threatened to set her on fire.

Everyone had showed up at game night, except Superior. Even Vexen came, which she found highly amusing. Everybody but her and Demyx seemed to be playing Blackjack at the moment, and it looked like most were doing pretty badly. She and Demyx were currently playing a dice game, trying to guess what the number of the dice would come out to before they rolled it. It was really stupid, but oddly entertaining. And while they did this, Demyx was chattering away about...Music. What else?

It got a little quieter, and she looked up, noticing he wasn't talking. Or, atleast, he wasn't saying as much. "Ruku, are you going to roll or not?" He asked, pointing to the twenty-sided die they had just nabbed from Luxord. She shook her head, clearing her thoughts.

"Sorry, Demu." She smiled. It was fun caling people by part of their Katakana names. It appeared that Demyx did that a lot, and he had been doing it so much in the last hour-and-a-half that she had started to now, too. He went by Demu, because it matched better. Then there was Aku, and sometimes they would call Zexy Zeku, just to annoy him. Everyone else got mad when called by it, so they kept it to them four.

"Okay, what's your guess?" He thought for a minute, then held up four fingers, and she did seven. Then, she rolled the die. They both waited for it to stop rolling. Eventually, it did. It ended up with a zero. They both shrugged, and Demyx went to pick it up, but then he stopped. He stared at it again, as did Luxije. "Zero?" She asked, shaking her head slowly. Demyx didn't say anything, so she reached out and grabbed it.

As soon as she touched it, it got unbearably cold. Luxije dropped it, noticing that the only numbers on it were 0's, 10's, and 20's. As soon as it hit the floor, it exploded into what looked like a smaller version of the vortex portal - only, it was trying to pull people in. People, that is, except for Luxije. She could see that Demyx was struggling to not get pulled into it, but she was perfectly fine. The others playing Blackjack had now noticed the little swirling vortex, and were looking over in interest. Vexen had whipped out his notebook, and wrote something down.

Eventually, Luxije knelt down and picked up the die. It quieted in her hold, and she stared at it. Vexen began to speak. "Number XIII, Luxije, Endless Void. Weapon, die." She shrugged, and slipped it into her pocket.

"First my name is like his, now my weapon is too? This is retarded," she ranted, hitting the bed repeatedly. Demyx sat in the desk chair, watching her.

"Maybe we should change the subject..." He said, fidgeting slightly. She shrugged.

"Okay, what do you wanna talk about?"

He thought for a few moments. "How old are you?" He asked, saying the first thing that came to mind. Luxije stared at the wall for a few moments, and looked annoyed, and slightly thoughtful. She was having trouble remembering. Finally, she did.

"Seventeen, I think. It's getting harder and harder to remember." He nodded, understandingly. "I know that I was older than fifteen, but younger than eighteen. I know where I used to live, but I don't know what the house looked like. I have names in my head, but I can't remember who they belong to. It's so frustrating!" He nodded again, and started to say something, but was interrupted by a knock.

Both of them turned to look at the door as it slid open. X and VI came in, glancing around. Zexion mumbled something a bit like "reminds me of my room", but Luxije couldn't be sure.

"Superior has something for you to do." Luxord said to Demyx, motioning for him to leave. "You better hurry, he's acting like he's gonna start preaching." Demyx jumped up, waved to her, and hurried out the door, which closed behind him. After his receding footsteps could no longer be heard, they faced her.

"Superior wants us to start training you. Says that pretty soon you have to go on some assignment. So, starting tomorrow, we expect you up bright and early, and meeting us in the training rooms. Just ask anyone for directions if you get lost." Zexion said, reading out of a book as he spoke. Luxord was poking around the room, much to her annoyance. After he noticed that Zexion had stopped talking, and was heading out, he turned around and followed after him.

"See you in the morning!" He said in a slightly sing-song way, waving as the door slid shut. Luxije sighed in annoyance, and flopped back onto the bed, so she was staring at the ceiling. Great, now she had a name that resembled X's, a weapon like his, and she had to train with him. This was going to be oh so fun. Atleast Zexy was going to be there too. She giggled as she thought his name, automatically saying "Sexy Zexy," afterwards.

As she began to fall asleep, the lights dimmed themselves again. This time, she remembered to say "lock" just as her eyes closed, locking out all intruders. Except Superior, of course.

She was in the world where the vortex's lead. Or, rather, she was seeing that world. She was watching a very broad passage. Footsteps were echoing down it, only one person, as far as she could tell. As they got nearer, she tried to look for the person. But, just as they were coming into view, hundreds of Dusks appeared, and charged at them. She heard the sound of fighting, and saw some of them disappearing, but they were soon replaced by others. She heard a yell, of pain and anguish, along with anger. Horrible, burning anger.

A large circle of the Dusk's disappeared, but still, they just replaced them, blocking her view. All she could see, as the scene began to darken, was the flash of a weapon. Technically, two weapons. One was black, and one was white. They were blades.

Bet you guys weren't expecting another chapter that fast, were ya? Huh, huh, were ya? xP Anyways, I just felt like I had to update this once more...